First off, as the staff writer who puts these guides together, I’d like to apologize for completely missing these since I usually keep an eye out for judges. To be fair, though, the California Secretary of State’s office and San Francisco Department of Elections didn’t exactly make this specific part

Another Pride has come and gone in a year that felt little of celebration.  The fight continues, however, and visibility is the strongest message one can send.  And if there are folk  that knows how to show off the fight with fabulousness and ferocity, they are the babes of the

Several years ago when I was what could only charitably be termed as a “baby” queer, I had gone to meet some friends for a drink at the carpeted mineshaft that was the former incarnation of the Midnight Sun on Pride Friday.  The Castro was already pulsating with hundreds of

  Well queers, we are already mid-week of this year’s rainbow tour and about knee deep in plenty of gay-ass shit to do. If you are, by chance looking for something to do on the way to the Milk Club and 48 Hills joint happy hour (because you would never

In The City That Was, Bohemian Archivist P Segal tells a weekly story of what you all missed: the days when artists, writers, musicians, and unemployed visionaries were playing hard in the city’s streets and paying the rent working part time. In recent weeks, I had an interaction with City

Ah, the hanky: Our community’s polychromatic tradition of flagging the way we like to fuck. Being a perv and a nerd, I’m obviously a fan, with it’s origins supposedly going back in the mists of time to square dances full of randy forty-niners and wayward sailors out for a hot

Photo from The Q-Sides Every once in a while you get the chance to be part of something beyond cool. The Q-Sides, a joint project by Vero Majano, Kari Orvik and DJ Brown Amy, is this for me. It’s the kind of project that makes you feel like the city