It seems like Thursday keeps getting better!  I’ve already told you about the ill-ass party at Shotwell, but guess what else is happening?  Oh wait, you totally guessed The Divisidero Art Walk didn’t you?  That’s what I get for putting it in the title.  Well just pretend like you were surprised ok?

First off, just in case you were wondering, last’s night’s Mos Def/Curtis Mayfield party was off the hook.  I damn near sweat through my clothes because I was dancing so much.  Curtis Mayfield does that to a motherfucker.  Ya know?   It’s seeming like Thursday night should be a pretty

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If you remember, a few months back I hyped a Pacific Standard Time (PST) party that had FREE food from Farmer Brown and some live soul music at 330 Ritch.  It was a lot of fun and of course I was the first one in line to get some of

Every week we feature a different person from the community shedding a little light on their life of brokeitude. Who knows, maybe you’ll learn something about the human spirit…probably not.

    I just got back last night from 10 days in the Yucatan Peninsula.  It was mostly spent reading on white sand beaches in the Mayan Riviera, and truthfully it was Plan B.  The original idea was for my lady and I to visit Cuba, smoke some cigars, drink

Every week we feature a different person from the community shedding a little light on their life of brokeitude. Who knows, maybe you’ll learn something about the human spirit…probably not.

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I have the unfortunate distinction of having known Jason King for many, many years.  I knew him when he was a long haired metal head who wore nothing but Pantera and Cannibal Corpse t-shirts.  I was around for his brief and, dare I say, mediocre foray into motorcycle maintenance.  Hell,