The other day, my good friend from the Azores asked me if I was proud to be an American. Of course, my initial reaction was ‘œabsolutely not,’ but then I got to thinking and that’s when I realized what being an American is really about: Getting drunk on a boat.

So if you’re a television watcher, you probably watch Family Guy.  It’s boundary-pushing, inappropriate, un-PC, crude and insensitive — basically all the qualities you want to cultivate in your own life.  I knew a douchebag a couple years ago who loved the show, which made me not want to watch

This sounds like a pretty awesome FREE event.  It’s almost too good to be true.  Luckily this is San Francisco, so magical things do happen on a daily basis.  Check out this press release.  Sorry I’m just cutting and pasting it but I’m swamped with work today: THE WORLD TREE

I was standing in line today behind two old ladies. I mean, really old ladies. I mean, so many wrinkles you can barely see their eyes old. And one of them said in her thick New York accent: ‘œI went to see Burlesque and that Christina Agoraphobia is such a

The El Farolito Bar advertised for like a month telling me that I could watch the Pacquiao vs Margarito fight there.  I’m a big boxing fan, and I love seeing Manny Pacquiao fight, so I was pretty excited.  On the night I arrived though, the  security guard informed me that somebody

I’m obsessed with tacos and burritos.  I mean, it’s kind of hard not to be if you like Mexican food and live in San Francisco, where the Mission grants access to so many different options and a taqueria on every corner.  Part of the fun of all these options is

You know what makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside? Helping those in need. You know what else makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside? Booze. It’s not often that I am fortunate enough to combine the two, but this Saturday at Truck, the stars will align resulting in a