Do you like goats?  No?  Hmmm.  Have you SEEN the above photo?  Look at that precious thing!  I’m not particularly an animal lover myself — my affections are usually reserved solely for my dog, Jackie Robinson — but even I can’t help squealing over this little guy. Okay, let’s say

I know how heartbroken many of you were when it was time to say goodbye to Four Loko, the widely revered and fondly nicknamed “blackout  in a can.”  If you haven’t been lucky enough to find a neighborhood liquor store that still miraculously has Four Loko in stock, not to

One of my fondest memories of elementary school is going to the quarterly book fair.  While the popular kids who — damn them — were born with naturally straight teeth and perfect vision stood around looking bored (if beautiful), eight-year-old me was pawing through those racks, trying to find the

Lisa Peterson, our broke-ass of the week, hails from Seattle and now calls East Boston home.  She’s not afraid of rain (“just wear a hood”), once accidentally spent 4oo bucks on a meal in Iceland (damn you, Björk, and your funny currency), and sells books at a travel bookstore in

There’s not too many things I miss about being a student, but sometimes, you little bastards in pursuit of higher learning, it pays to have that tiny little plastic identification card.  Case in point:  This whole month, the Yerba Buena Center for the Arts is offering FREE entry to their

How many times have you gone to trivia super excited, like, “Oh, man, this night’s gonna be SO AWESOME,” you’re all stoked and riled up, and then by Round 2 you’re suddenly a jaded, growly-voiced Tom Waits, like, “Are you effing SERIOUS?  These assholes are cheating with their iPhones.  There’s

HOLY SHIT it’s amazing out today!  It’s hot enough for my window to be open for once and the people next door have already commenced a rooftop drinkfest.  NO, this is not an April Fool’s Day joke!  SUN IN SAN FRANCISCO! Okay, I’m done.  I just had to talk about