Every two-bit shrink and dime-store guru in town likes to harp on about how you need to “forgive yourself,” “embrace your inner worth,” or “let go of your guilt.” Years ago, some genius figured out that people would pay him a fortune to hear him say that behaving like a

Life is intense. The sun is always too bright. The streets are always too dirty. Your friends are always too dull. Your girlfriend is always wearing those horrible pants you hate. At some point over the past million years or so of facing these realities, Man thought to himself: “Why

I’ve got some awesome news! We received a grant from the Civic Joy Fund to put out a literary magazine celebrating SF and acting to counter the stupid “Doom Loop” narrative. It’s a gift to the people of San Francisco. And after months of working on this project it’s now available

It’s like a Battle of the Bands, except not totally lame and terrible. No spiked hair with red tips. No inter-song banter involving erections or silly hats/ironic t-shirts. And most importantly, no puerile attempts at rap-rock. Oh yeah and there’s no music either, so that’s cool. Instead, the art gallery

I write to you, dear reader, from Fremont Street in Las Vegas, Nevada. Here at my hotel – the Golden Gate Hotel and Casino – I wait out the extreme midday heat, letting my somewhat brackish lunch digest. The room is decent; the bathroom is functional. Smoking is allowed so

I’ve always felt good about Tuesday. It’s not Monday, so that’s already a good start. Wednesday is awkward and unnecessary unless you follow a half-day Wednesday schedule, in which case it’s awesome – like a weekend in the middle of the week! Thursdays are supposedly “thirsty” but then you wake

An open letter from the McCarren Park Pool: When you’re a pool you need to realize right off the bat that a couple thousand kids are going to pee in you everyday. You suffer that humiliation willingly because of the joy you bring them. What’s a little pee against thousands

Start the drum machine, bass – bass – snare, cue the synths, hall reverb vocals (maybe layered), live drums to supplement the machine, drop the beat and main synth, sparse vocals, cue the 808 snare, no vocals at all, build, 808 snare roll, bring it all back. Whatever. It’s a

As July rolls to a close you may be realizing that you only have one more month of real summer left. Sure, we can usually count on September for sunshine and warmth, but you never know when that cold front is going to suddenly sweep in and then what will