“Barbie is the… non-religious Jesus.” – pretty strong words coming from one clearly devout Barbie follower, artist Charlotte Davis. You can hear this, along with lots of other exuberant commentary, in a video on the website for an extraordinary show displaying Barbie and Ken like you’ve never seen them before.Today

I’m only good at two “sports” disc golf and ping pong.  I’ve covered disc golf in an earlier post, but haven’t had a chance to play some good old ping pong in a while.  A good friend took it upon himself to track down a bar in the city that

Halloween can be painful– and for reasons besides buying bags of mini-candies at the drugstore, eating them all at once while lounging in bed watching Netflix, and subsequently worrying about tummy aches/lack of dental insurance/pants button-popping (haaayyy).  Rather, Halloween can be a financial pain for people on a budget, a.k.a.

Halloween’s around the corner and pretty soon you’ll have a mess of pumpkin goo all over your kitchen table- you know, post-carving fest, of course. But I’m thinking maybe it would be a good idea not to throw it out, because after all that drinking, late-night munchies, party sweat, and

As the American job market continues to take a downward spiral, even “normal” people have taken to panhandling these days. The stereotype goes that if you are standing on a street corner, begging for money, you must be a drunk. This doesn’t necessarily seem to be the case today. Even

Do NOT forget your dancing shoes this weekend on your MUNI commute, because there’s a special bonus included with your usual $2 fare. If you find yourself on the K, L, or M MUNI lines on October 15 and 16, you will find yourself as a part of the audience

Well, it’s that time again. Another election year is already underway here in SF, and it already looks like it’s shaping up to be a corker. With everyone and that’s gonna be on the ballot, we thought it might help to help you get to know the contenders a little

Within a week of moving to New York, I was dead-broke (I had a little credit but not much).  My new friendly coworkers wanted to go out drinking, so I cunningly persuaded them to trek all the way to Brooklyn to my new favorite bar, The Levee.  Upon entering they