Few things are free in this world.  However, if J. Lo taught us anything, it’s that “love don’t cost a thing,” baby!  In a world where going to the movies costs $13 and a new pair of winter boots can wipe out your “me money” for the month, gazing adoringly

The New Museum— currently home to a ridiculous giant slide, among other awesome artistic attractions– offers FREE admission every Thursday night from 7-9pm.  There’s really no better way to spend a Thursday evening than viewing and discussing contemporary art, followed by whizzing down a humongous tube slide squealing gleefully like

Step into a world of adventure with the San Francisco Beer Passport. There’s no better way to explore San Francisco than to literally drink it in. This passport is amazing! Each one contains 27 coupons to buy one beer, get a second beer FREE at 27 of the finest locally

Last weekend, I spent my Halloween dressed as Selena (a costume which– thanks to procrastination and an extremely ill-timed thunder/snowstorm– turned out looking more like an alcoholic 90s-goth-chola in snow boots, but whatevs).  I’ve always had a special place in my kinky-cop-hat-and-bustier-wearing heart for that quick-stepping ranchera, and would probably

To pretty much everyone’s horror, it snowed in NYC last Saturday.  Snow.  In October.  Too soon.  Can’t handle it.  Every time the weather gets shitty around here, my mood gets shitty too, and I complain endlessly about how I want to move back to the West Coast (even though deep

Halloween can be painful– and for reasons besides buying bags of mini-candies at the drugstore, eating them all at once while lounging in bed watching Netflix, and subsequently worrying about tummy aches/lack of dental insurance/pants button-popping (haaayyy).  Rather, Halloween can be a financial pain for people on a budget, a.k.a.

Experiencing all four seasons has to be both the worst and best part of being a Californian in NYC.  Winter snow is pretty for about thirty seconds until people walk on it, and strolling around half-naked during the scorching summer is cool until you sit on a subway seat and

Enrique* could often be found leaning against other people’s parked cars, making a pouty face and checking out his own reflection in storefronts.  Even though he was a hairstylist, he refused to get his hair cut at the salon he worked at, and instead paid significantly more for a greasy,

One of my good friends used to have Native American braids and dropped out of high school to work in a comic book warehouse for 8 years.  He’s since cut the braids, gotten his GED, and went to Berkeley– but my joy for his eccentric comic-obsessed lifestyle is eternal.  Another