The Oakland Museum rules, so logic would tell you that anything they do or say also rules.  Therefore, you should go to this: Join us as the whole Museum comes alive with the spirit and tradition of Days of the Dead. Explore the exhibition VIVO: Days of the Dead 2010

Halloween is a liberating holiday in general. It let’s you be whoever you want for one day (or whole weekend) whether that’s a slut, a freak, or the undead, it’s up to you.  Now add to that the freedom to ride around the city at night on bike with your

I assume that for those of you out there who have time to do luxurious things like buy pants and go on dates, the latter can be pretty expensive… not to mention how hard it is to find the right ones to begin with (well, I guess that’s true for

If you were ever a precocious 8-year-old (or 10-year-old, or 12, or 26) who got bored with normal sports and started making up your own after about 20 minutes then you’ll certainly find something to keep you entertained in this weekend’s three-day Come Out & Play alternative games festival in

If you’re been scouring the internet for parody videos featuring low budget costumes and farce-style acting about contemporary topics like Tim Tebow’s mom, TNT dramas and payphones, look no further than Don’t Touch Me There. Blaine Perry and Pat Stango and their Don’t Touch Me There team make a fine

The last time I saw any type of dance performance in San Francisco, it was The Nutcracker, it was almost a year ago and it was pretty expensive (which is why I generously let an out-of-town relative foot the bill).  Generally, though, there are several smaller, yet prestigious dance companies

The music industry is a shit storm right now and most of us are guilty of acquiring as much music as we can for FREE. I know I do it and I am a musician. It’s not that we don’t want to support the musicians we love. It’s just that a lot

Dancing around in my room playing air guitar is one of my guilty pleasures. When the chorus hits and you’re all alone, and there is nothing to do but belt out that Journey song…indeed a magical moment. But faking fellatio in front of a packed house at the Independent? That