This one comes directly from FuncheapSF.com.  While this is probably open to anyone who just wants a mani and a ‘tini (creeping Jesus!  Did I really just write “mani” and “tini”?), it’s especially targeted for those of you out there who are trying to preggers but can’t seem to do it.

  Today is one of those days where you wake up and curse science for slacking on cloning technology.  Three choices for Grade A Shite.  There are actually infinitie choices for Grade A Shite on almost any night here, but to make my job easier I’ll only catalogue three.  I

The words “Evolution” and “God” don’t often go together, but if you read this site enough you know that the words “FREE”, “Beer”, and “Wine” often do.  Loyal reader and person of extreme awesomeness Liz Wu has dropped a dime on yet another FREE boozy event. At 8pm on Tuesday,

By the nature of our strange little micro-climate, San Francisco is not really an “outside” city.  Forecasters have all but given up on accurately predicting the each day’s weather, and every time you leave the house you must bring at least a couple layers, just in case.  That’s why when the weather

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

Karaoke has absolutely no special place in my heart.  I tried to sing once in Rock Band or Guitar Hero and it was abysmal.  Seems appropriate then that a catering company hasn’t been booking me for gigs because their caffeine jacked, overly tanned, San Diegan only wanted his floor crew

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

There is a bar in the East Village that diligently carries the torch that so many others have let extinguish, where  kinda transient, tatoooed patron types collect their paltry earnings and hand them over in exchange for cheap shots, or better yet, glory. Cheap Shots is one of those simple,