Waaaay back in April I told you about a Michigan-based band called Dale Earnhardt Jr. Jr. and I had a dream. My dream was selfish, but heartfelt: That Jr. Jr., whose demos had been on constant repeat on my iPod since I got my grabby grabby little hands on them,

A while ago Monica gave you some inside information about the best spots to pick up tourists if you’re feeling a little, um, sensuous.  One of these places is Gold Dust Lounge located on Powell Street, smack in the middle of one of the most tourist-y spots in the city.

Hard French, the fabulous Saturday afternoon soul music dance party extravaganza at El Rio, is back, and this edition is probably gonna be the best one because, one, HELLO, it’s Labor Day weekend and everyone is looking to get shitfaced, so you know it’s ON, and two, courtesy of Room

Yes, neighbors, it’s time for the fall edition of the Divis Art Walk — and I’m not going to be there.  I wish I was, though, because the last art walk here was described to me as “crazy, fratty drunkenness taking over the sidewalks,” and that’s definitely my kind of

While it’s true that a real broke-ass, if craving the fancy brunch drink made up of OJ and champagne, might just walk around the corner to the liquor store and buy a $5 bottle of Cook’s (probably at that point just skipping the OJ altogether), there all instances in which

Seriously, when is Hayes Valley Farm NOT having something cool going on?!  First it’s FREE produce, now it’s an end-of-summer (months, obviously.  Nothing to do with the weather) celebration.  Legally, I’m not able to use the term “celebration” unless the event I’m mentioning is employing someone who’s doing portraiture —

Usually the only “cause” I’m drinking for is be “cause” (get it, assholes?) it’s Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, or Sunday.  And that’s what I do.  But I’m also all for using my borderline alcoholism to help a good cause, like the Big Brothers & Big Sisters of the