When I was a kid I was pretty stoked on watching how they made chocolate in the back of the Ghiradelli Soda Fountain. My sister and I would run to check it out while we counted down the seconds until the larger-than-our-heads-(and stomachs)-sugar coma-inducing treats were ready. It took me

Yupyupyup. You’ve read that correct. Who knew that you’d wake up today and find out that all your dreams were about to come true. Courtesy of your Fairy Godmother, er.. Good Vibrations: “the Pop-up Dildo Shop and Ice Cream Social.” From 3-5PM today (Sunday), Fifty24SF Art Gallery will be transformed

Wednesday night: You are most likely watching your iPhone tick down the minutes to the weekend or bored because all days blend together and you have no idea what day it is or where your outside shoes are. Or, heck, maybe your Wednesday is your Saturday. No matter your specific

Leaving a(n empty) oven on can only warm your apartment up so much and does nothing to assuage an empty stomach. And as the old adage goes: empty stomach, empty oven equals a one-way ticket to Unhappy Town. (Or something like that.) So might I suggest perusing the San Francisco

Oh, broke-ass darlings, Happy New Year! I imagine, and I don’t think that I’m that far off, that you are all currently missing some integral brain cells courtesy of the 2010 send-off, and while you are re-cooperating, you’d like things short and sweet. Me too. Typing is hard. Let me

2010: It’s been, I can boldly say, a year for all of you. What events that unfolded throughout certainly vary per individual but I’m going to assume for most of you, if not all, it involves blush-inducing indiscretions, stolen cop cars driven into the Bay, ventures into the exciting world

Picture this: You need to throw your broke-ass A game to win the affections of a certain someone you drunkenly made out with in the photo booth at Pop’s. Like always, you are broke. But never fear, you are still smart enough to use the city to your advantage. You