If  you’re old enough to read this post there’s a good chance that you’ve seen the movie The Princess Bride at least a few times in your life. Me? I’ve probably seen it eleventy-hundred times. It’s really that good. It wasn’t until I saw it a few years ago that

  Ah, l’amour: the joy of two souls finding one another, holding hands, whispering sweet nothings, and sharing a Netflix account (that’s commitment, friends. That’s real life). If you are not in love at the moment, that’s ok! Just go read something else because your loneliness is killing my vibe.

  Well another Pride in the city draws to a close with the mega parade and parties that are the jewels in the pretty tiara that is queer pride week.  If you are an early riser or perhaps have not yet slept you still have time to either watch as

If you haven’t yet noticed the assemblage in Dolores Park, it’s not too late to strap on your chanclas and hustle on down and join the rest of the queer folk.  You will have already missed the elder-youth brunch, but not the chance to add your solidarity to your queer

Pride Weekend is an appointment party on the annual calendar, and inevitably some stroller-pushing breeders will want in on that action. I mean, who wouldn’t, it’s a lot of fun. It’s not that straight people are unwelcome; most Pride events are all about inclusion, plus they’ll be very happy to

It has been five-years since our super hunky co-editor, Stephen Torres, eloquently shared his no-doubt drunken experience at Bob’s. Oh, and four-years since Christy wrote about Bob’s. And of course, I started writing about donuts at 2am, and then realize all of this. So, fuck it…you’re getting the 2014 version of Bob’s. Because

As SF Pride 2014 hits midweek and shifts into higher gears, it’s time once again for the San Francisco Bay Guardian’s annual Pullin’ Pork For Pride happy hour.  They’ve been pulling said pork for ten years now, so you best trust that carne is just about as tender and juicy