The rad folks over at UpOut are throwing a show at the DNA Lounge on Friday 2/22 with The Limousines, Doe Eye and Aaron Axelson. They gave me 5 pairs of tickets to giveaway, so that’s exactly what I’m doing. Below is the entry form and below that a bit

So, it’s Valentine’s week (Yes, it’s an entire week now. Sorry.) and I don’t care if you’re fully ball-n-chained or single and swinging that thang all over the city, one thing V-day evokes in every last warm-blooded human being is the desire to get… some. You know what I’m talking

With every year in San Francisco comes one fog bank rolling in after the other, peppered with the occasional rainstorm or more often than not, that lovely little ice breeze that likes to momentarily stop your heart on it’s way through your body. And yet, seemingly as quickly as the

I have two pillows on my bed at all times. One of them is for sleeping; the other one is for pillow fights! I am a hopeless romantic, but I hate Valentine’s. Is that weird? I am a hopeless romantic … but never one or the other. Being hopeless is

I was thinking today … what if your Valentines Day was a movie?
Perhaps you were asked to be the director of said movie. The producer wanted the movie to be a silent one, and all the scenes would be set to music. The location scout informed you that cameras would just follow the main character from the point they woke up … to the moment they went to bed…

My house was built over a hundred years ago, and my bathroom is…not large and by that I mean it’s slightly larger than closet sized. There is very little space to move around in there- mostly due to the large claw-foot bathtub that takes up the entire west half of

I hate Valentine’s Day. Sure, I’m a hopeless romantic who usually spends every February 14th alone doing Jell-O shots in my chaise while eating bacon-fried bacon and masturbating to re-runs of Breaking Bad, but I retain the comfort of knowing Internet Girlfriend will never leave nor punch me in the face. The real reason