Well, my fellow colleagues of the city’s gin bins, it’s happened again.  Another holiday season has come and gone and now we find ourselves in the always-pleasant slump that follows.  What to do?  Why drink, of course! Tonight come congratulate yourself on a job well done and one more year under your belt serving

We weren’t born into the broke-ass caste; the wealthy jerk class forced us into lives of penny-pinching and PBR. But you don’t have to take my word for it: Go see Charles Ferguson‘s Inside Job tonight at the Red Vic Movie House. This two-hour documentary by the older Brian Boitano

When I was a kid I was pretty stoked on watching how they made chocolate in the back of the Ghiradelli Soda Fountain. My sister and I would run to check it out while we counted down the seconds until the larger-than-our-heads-(and stomachs)-sugar coma-inducing treats were ready. It took me

Spring’s a-comin’ in just a few short weeks, and you know what that means — WINTER WEATHER FOR SIX MORE MONTHS!  Not really.  Well, maybe really, but spring also signals the beginning of many adult sport leagues in the city (because usually it’s much, much too freezing in the first

The “rain, rain and more rain” forecast for the three-day-weekend kinda ruined my plans to go out of town. Dissatisfied with my assumed fate of having a mellow weekend at home watching black-and-white movies, trying out new recipes with the veggies I got in my Farm Fresh to You box

This is it! This is your ticket out of brokeassdom! That is, as long as you’re at least 5’7″ and a female between the ages of 18 and 27. You probably need to possess some kind of unique beauty, too. Oh, and you’ll have to be okay with forfeiting your

It’s no secret that we residents of San Francisco loooooooove our city.  If we didn’t, we wouldn’t live paycheck-to-paycheck, in, like, the fifth most expensive place in the country.  Yeah, it’s foggy sometimes and flipping over the handlebars of your bike when the wheels get stuck in the MUNI tracks