Welcome to Bay of the Living Dead, a twice a month column about the horror genre, past, present and future. Apologies, ladies and gents. This column is still a wee bit off schedule. I’m still playing catch-up after having been quite ill early this month. But by next month, you should start

Fog City Summer Part 4 a San Francisco Romance Excerpt from a Novel by Genie Cartier Read Part 3 Last time: Djuna and Julian have a lovely day together at the People’s Music Festival, but Djuna senses trouble ahead when she spots one of Scott’s friends, Naya.     Djuna and

Dreamforce brings in thousands of out-of-towners, ties up downtown traffic and tortures locals. Folsom also brings in thousands of visitors, but at least shares the tying up and torturing fairly equally between the visitors and San Franciscans. And the similarities don’t end there.

Remember making these paper footballs? No? Well here’s some instructions on how to fold properly. As you can see you can make the goal posts out on of nearly anything, you can even make a ‘U’ with your owns hands in front of your face, which gives the field goal kicker the added bonus of hitting you in the forehead everytime they split the uprights.

Why do “dog people” seem so frick’in happy all the time? Dog owners always seem to hanging out chatting and smiling at each other in the park, with while cat people are home alone listening to folk music. Not even touching warm bundles of poop can bring dog lovers them down. Social

San Francisco’s 41th annual Open Studios kicks off this weekend!  Hundreds of SF local artists will opening up their work space to hangout with you for several weekends!  Weekend 1 takes place at the massive Hunters Point Shipyard where large buildings next to the bay play home to thousands of pieces of art.

Like many dendrophiles in our community I have been dating dozens of trees over the years.  I’ve had wild nights of passion, and of course slow romantic buildups to incredible, blossoming relationships. Before I get started with my list of the 10 best trees to have sex with in SF, I’d like to tell everyone