Well not really.  But I was looking today at all the countries from which I’ve gotten hits on my website, and I was totally blown away by all the random places where people have visited my site from.  Canada, Australia and the UK make sense; I’ve got a decent amount of friends

I’d just like to officially be the last person to wish you Happy New Year.  Did you have fun?  What did you do?  I went to some strange loft party in Bushwick, Brooklyn where they made a giant cardboard castle (not as cool as it sounds) and the DJ was

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 28 coupons to buy one beer, get a second beer FREE at 28 of the finest locally

Haven’t figured out what you’re gonna do yet for NYE in San Francisco?  If you’re poor and wanna see free music and get free champagne, then I would definitely recommend going to the Rockit Room in the Inner Richmond (406 Clement St.).   There is gonna be five bands playing (none of which

I bet you get a little tired of my random rants  and wanna know about where to get some free food right?  I mean that’s one of the reason you come here isn’t it?  Ok well I’ve got something for my folks in both SF and NY. San Francisco: Maya: 303

I just got back from seeing Anthony Bourdain speak at a brand new Barnes & Noble down in TriBeca tonight.  I’m a relatively recent fan of his, I only got turned on to his show within the last six months or so, thus I was the only dip-shit who showed

I’ve had a friend in from Spain this week, and since FAO Schwartz is the biggest toy store I’ve ever seen, I figured that I had to take her so she could see it for herself. It only took about 20 minutes before they threatened to 86 me from the

  144 Taylor @ Eddy The decor of this spacious Italian/American restaurant harkens back to a time when the Tenderloin was a little bit more tender and smelled a lot less of piss. At Original Joe’s not much has changed since 1937; the waiters still wear tuxes, the booths are

A cute and tiny place, Westville is supposed to seem like a random restaurant in the countryside instead of a spot in the middle of Manhattan. It’s pretty hard to imagine yourself out of the West Village though when you look out the window and see a man in hot