A few weekends ago, I briefly forgot what vegetables were. My bf and I trekked up to Rochester to visit some friends. Sure, they took us to a public market with stands full of fresh tomatoes, spinach, peppers, apples, etc, but that didn’t match our “when in Rome” philosophy of

Most free shows at free parties kinda really suck, but tonight’s party sponsored by The Museum of Art and Design and the Fountain Art Fair actually seems kind of awesome.  Public access to the art begins today with performances from ADULT, Depreciation Guild and members of Pains of Being Pure at Heart.

Moving sucks. Moving to a better apartment is always great, but the process is usually a huge pain in the ass. Pretty much the only other good thing about it is that you usually end up finding a bunch of shit you forgot you even had. Sometimes this works out

Um.  There will be beef jerky here. If, for some inconceivable reason, you need more convincing than that to go to the third installment of the SF Underground Farmers Market on Saturday night, how ’bout I  add pulled pork, fried chicken and andouille sausage gumbo, foccacia, homemade fresh ginger beer, Hawaiian baked

I know Livermore is the new hotness when it comes to wine tasting, but the next two weekends hold another cheap opportunity to get drunk in the countryside and maybe learn ya’ a thing or two about wine in the process. I’m not talking about overpaying for a Barefoot Vineyards

White elephant sales- the ultimate combination of trash and treasure!  Overflowing in possibility for the cash-strapped, collectors and pack rats and a nightmarish trip to the brink of a nervous breakdown for the fastidious and organizationally obsessed- they are as part of the American landscape as tractor pulls and taco

Nothing to me is grosser than TMZ, US Weekly or InTouch.  Not because I care about the privacy of supposed celebrities, but because every time you buy a copy of a tabloid or tune in to some TV show about celebrity gossip, you are feeding the beast.  Do we really