If you’ve been following the site the past few days, you’ve noticed that a lot of great cheap shit is coming up today.  There’s the $2 A’s game, FREE admission to the new Science Museum, and the FREE tacos at Taco Del Mar.     If you’re unemployed or don’t mind playing

Ahhhhh SNAP!  It’s finally here.  The third Wednesday of the month, and you know what that means don’t you (other than that you’re period is late)?  It means that admission is FREE to the California Academy of Sciences.  This museum is so dope that it actually focuses on multiple sciences, not just one

Look, I’m not gonna lie.  Updating websites on Sunday mornings sucks.  Nobody likes doing it.  But it’s something that has to be done.  So I’m just gonna say that I’m gonna be at Dolores Park all day long enjoying the nice weather, some jello shots and the hunky Jesus content.

  This might be old news to some of you but the chance to win money never gets old:   Heeding the anguished calls and pee-dances of San Francisco homeowners and their construction crews alike, Oakland’s Clorox Corporation has decided to deploy its chlorinated missionaries across the bay and onto

Eating in a food court can be depressing, but May’s Coffee Shop in the Japan Center Kintetsu Mall is not your usual food court fare.  Of course, although, it is a concrete monolith, the Japan Center is not your typical mall.   Situated in the center section of the complex,

Standing alone, a dinner or drinks can be manageable, but combined…well, that’s just stupid.  It’s like fighting two bears.  I can’t do that. Budgets begin to implode.  Enter BYOB restaurants – places where owners are lazy, poor, or philosophically aligned with drinking malt liquor with your dinner. I hardly ever

I was walking near Union Square the other night, on the way to a friend’s birthday party, when I passed by Macy’s display window.  I noticed that it was once again the time of year for the store’s Flower Show.  While this year’s theme is “A Bohemian Garden”, after looking at

For those of you who have the San Francisco book, you might remember a little passage that goes like this:   Morton’s Steakhouse:  400 Post St. @ Powell I am a golden god for giving this one to you!  Yes my friends this one here is fucking gorgeous!  Every Monday-Friday