Let me begin by clarifying: when I say “cheap dates”, I do not mean people. Any guy who clicked on this in hope of discovering a list of people who wear panties with easy access labels, stop reading. Go hold open some doors or reach stuff off top shelves and
Chelsea: a magical chunk of New York City known for its strapping gay men, glorious art galleries, the High Line, and only being accessible by the shitty ACE (consider it a fun little adventure). This weekend, you have a chance to experience all of Chelsea’s allure at the High Line
Quasars. Black Holes. Distant planets, extraterrestrial life forms, and Elton John’s “Rocket Man.” Space is some deep shit, so deep that my own astronomical studies ended when I realized that I couldn’t figure out my horoscope by using the Doppler Effect. Nonetheless, astronomy has remained of interest to me, which
Over the past few years I’ve watched as San Francisco has been pulled out from under us and sold to the highest bidder. And I’m fed up and heartbroken. San Francisco is for everyone, not just the wealthy elite, and this is why I’ve decided to run for mayor....
The other day, “West Coast Boys” was looping in my head and then BAM I heard it on the radio. That same day, my friend and I were talking about how badly we wanted to go roller skating and then WOOSH into my inbox comes the announcement that an
While I wish I had time to write something snarky about being high, eating tacos and looking at art, I don’t. So I just have to cut and paste. Sorry I gotta go to work. Please enjoy my cutting and pasting skills: High Line Art will debut this Thursday with Specials,