By the nature of our strange little micro-climate, San Francisco is not really an “outside” city. Forecasters have all but given up on accurately predicting the each day’s weather, and every time you leave the house you must bring at least a couple layers, just in case. That’s why when the weather
Once a week we present Broke-Ass Porn. It’s visually stimulating material for the financially impaired. If this shit doesn’t get you going, you’re not as broke as you thought: What do you do when you need to be satisfied in two totally different ways and you haven’t a penny to
The best doughnut related thing that comes to mind right now is a line from Vonnegut’s “Slapstick“, which he uses when someone not related to him in a newly devised artificial family structure for society asks him for help: “Why don’t you take a flying fuck at a rolling doughnut!”
I’m so hot on tips today its like a I’m blazing my own trail! If you’ve ever wanted to go to a restaurant, order an insane amount of food and then whisper the secret password to cut your bill in half, TONIGHT is the night! Luna Park in the Mission,
It may be because I’m craving Indian food like a motherfucker, or the fact that I’ve finally put my fat ass on a serious diet, but this deal from Kasa is too good to pass up. On weekdays between the hours of 11 a.m. and 4 p.m., you can pick
Thursday, with its alliterative potential, sometimes acts like a time machine transporting us back to those college years where you were celebrating the arduous task of nearly completing a hard week; 4 days of getting up late for the 10 o’clock History of Racial Thought and eating at the cafeteria’s late-night
It seems like Thursday keeps getting better! I’ve already told you about the ill-ass party at Shotwell, but guess what else is happening? Oh wait, you totally guessed The Divisidero Art Walk didn’t you? That’s what I get for putting it in the title. Well just pretend like you were surprised ok?