On Wednesday night, the Good Hotel, the SF Bicycle Coalition, and the Disposable Film Festival are teaming up to bring you a bike in movie screening.  What the fuck is that?  I’m glad you asked.  Here’s all the details sent over by the fine folks at the DFF:   The DFF

I’ve been walking by this spot for a few weeks now, waiting to see what it’ll finally look like when it opens.  When they initially started working on it, I asked the kids sitting outside, “Hey, what’s this place  gonna be?”.      One of them replied while smoking a

I recently got this from a reader named David and I think it’s something that all you music heads will appreciate:   Hi Broke-ass Friends, I’m writing from KUSF about our upcoming Rock ‘n’ Swap on Sunday, May 10th.  It’s a giant music lover’s fair featuring 6,000 sq ft of rare vinyl,

  People can often be weirded out by street grub, and the location thereof will probably make or break the decision to consume it.  That’s why it’s an especially uphill battle for Antojitos San Miguel to pull in prospective customers.  Although, they have commuters breezing by them all day and

For those of you who’ve been following the site pretty religiously (hi Mom!), you know that I’ve been involved with the Citizens for the Preservation of Bay to Breakers, a group of citizens devoted to um…well, the preservation Bay to Breakers.  If you recall, back in February the race organizers declared that this

I cannot fit into anything in BCBG. Yes, I am outing myself on the internet.   I am in no way, shape or form considered slender, skinny, slim, petite, svelte or trim. This does not mean I do not love the stuff BCBG and Ella Moss come out with ‘”

When you’ve been in the city long enough, one begins to live in routines, sometimes only frequenting the same neighbourhoods, food joints and bars on a day-to-day basis.  Sometimes you need to change things up or entertain someone whose visiting.  It goes without saying that, with few exceptions, places like

I’m sitting here in Paul’s flat in Greenpoint, Brooklyn and I’m cripplingly exhausted.  I took a red eye last night from San Francisco and I almost never sleep on planes.  Last night was no exception.  I spent part of the flight watching Quantum of Solace and the other part observing