It takes a sharp mind and brass balls to be funny. You’re always risking humiliation with every quip, anecdote, or pun you put out there in the world to ideally get some laughs but more likely than not will just get groans (especially with puns). When someone steps up to

If you’ve never been to the Paramount Theatre, read Christy’s recent post that describes just how rad that place is. It is, by far, my favorite Bay Area venue. I’ve been wanting to do this, and post about it, for years, but I keep forgetting. Thankfully, I was reminded by

Q: Dear Half-Price Headliner, So, I’m friends with a couple getting married, and I’m invited to both the wedding and the bachelor party. Both entail flying out to California. Also, the bachelor party will cost me a fair bit of money. So, what is the etiquette on wedding gifts? I

The whole deal with Eat in Greenpoint is that they only serve locally sourced organic food from New England and the tri-state area, that is mostly as far as I understood to be either vegetarian or vegan. And if you think they’re fucking kidding, well, according to their website, they

It takes a long time to establish oneself as a “neighborhood” institution. From deli counters to comic stores to interestingly dressed hobos, earning the title requires patience and diligence along with just the right vibe. Despite it being relatively new to the scene, Daddy’s in the Billburg has been striving

I’ve got a legendary weakness for Asqew’s BBQ sauce. Man that stuff is good! I first got hooked when I moved to the city and was living in the Haight. At the time I spent most happy hours at Hobson’s Choice and I was able to order nachos from Asqew, which is next door. Ever since that time nearly eight years ago, I can hardly pass Asqew without stopping in to get something. And I’m not jiving you either; whether it’s the Texas BBQ chicken, the peppercorn encrusted Ahi, or the roasted garlic mashed potatoes, I’m hooked. I love all of it.

Man do I feel bad for lactards.  No cheese, no milk in their cereal, and especially no ice cream.  Fuck that’s rough.  One of my good friend’s in high school had the deadly combination of being a stoner and being lactose intolerant.  Every time we got irie we’d end up