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House of Shields Changing the Guard
An old bar closing never ceases to sadden me. Many of my favourites are now just ghostly vapor in my delirium-addled memory. Expansion, Ginger’s Trois, 7-11 Club– was it just yesterday we were getting frisky? The wind cuts through my coat a little quicker now. The House of Shields has
Hard Knox Cafe: White Girl Meets Soul Food in Dogpatch
If you know me, you know I’m famous for coming up with really, really bad ideas. Like watching the trailer for The Human Centipede alone while eating three-bean chili. Or going to Hard Knox Cafe for dinner after a 15-mile bike ride in the sweltering heat (which, by San Francisco
3rd Time's the Charm – Artsfest3 Street Festival Fun
This weekend seems like a funtastic funstravanga of bombastic proportions, and the 3rd Annual Artsfest just ups ante. The funariffic street fair offers art booths and vendors, musical performances, community groups, art activities and awesome retailers all for your amusement and enjoyment. There will also be chalk drawing and “tasty
Come To The Indie Mart This Sunday!
Okay, it’s been awhile since you heard, er, read my voice but I figured you missed me. Didn’t you? You keep thinking, “Where is Monica the Intern?” Right? I knew it. But I digress. The real reason I showed back up here on this little soapbox is to tell you
Flaunt Your 'Stache at The Bearded Gentleman Book Release Party on Saturday!
I’m pretty excited to be hyping this event because it combines several of my favorite things in life: facial hair, books, FREE stuff, and hot guys. Well, I don’t really know about the last one, but I feel like if I talk about it like it’s true, it will be.
Cheap Roses from the Crying Rose Man
I think I would give roses to more people if they weren’t so expensive. Single stems can go for up to nine bucks a pop or more, which is a totally ridiculous investment for something that’s gonna die on you in a matter of hours. I agree with the Jennifer
Not Recommended: Union Street Festival
Once upon a time, I was a bright-eyed and bushy-tailed East Coast transplant with some embarrassingly fratty friends who convinced me to hang out in the Marina one too many times. One time I heard a guy, who lived within 0.5 blocks of the bullshit nexus of the universe (Union