San Francisco’s self-care obsession is just another thing that makes its residents feel like they can’t catch their breath. As if rising rent costs, skyrocketing crime rates, political turmoil and the ongoing tragedy of the homeless crisis weren’t enough. Even though the goals of self-care are to relax and enjoy life, the path is now a rabid, stressful competition to get the most likes on Instagram.
Christmas is fast approaching and, thank god, because at this point images of Mariah Carey singing “Santa Baby” literally project onto the inside of my eyelids when I close them. As tough as hearing the same stale songs over and over is, it’s even tougher spending the holidays alone. Luckily,
By Rachel Fogletto So, you’ve been diagnosed with ADHD as an adult, and you’re probably thinking, “What do I even do with this information?” If you’re anything like me, you’ll write a painfully funny standup bit about it and pray your doctor doesn’t ever look you up on YouTube. If
By Rachel Fogletto It was Sunday and I was booked to host at my local comedy club Wednesday. A story had recirculated about Jeremy Piven, an actor who was accused of sexual assault by 8 women. He was supposed to headline the same club, that Thursday through the weekend. As the story unfolded, there were discussions
Going to the gym can be stressful for anyone but it can be especially difficult for those whose outside appearance may not represent who they really are (read Shakina’s experience with it right here). Trans people live with the knowledge that just using a public bathroom could result in awkward
It’s a ‘Cheap Weed Weekend,’ as fire sale prices are in effect at California dispensaries before new state cannabis regulations kick in July 1. Certain cannabis stock will no longer be legal for these dispensaries to sell, and the state says, “Cannabis goods that do not meet all statutory and
The artists fight back in the mission with a pr barrage against a landlord who wants to evict educators, artists, Latinx seniors & persons with disabilities
By Jillian Robertson I love Craiglist Free, for its distinctly lo-fi appearance, its unofficial lingo, the cycling and recycling of questionably valuable items between people within a community. Back in college, I challenged myself to furnish a two bedroom apartment, shared by my roommates Dana and Michelle, entirely off of Craigslist