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

Truthfully, I have no idea what this party is gonna be like, but it sounds like it has the possibility to be cool.  The flyer above and this is pretty much all that was sent to me: Featured Writers: Tracy Jones April Wolfe Steven Gray Charlie Getter Glynn Washington host

The fine people over at The Bold Italic have taken it upon themselves to encourage men to dress better.  And I don’t blame them, we’re certainly a slovenly bunch in this city.  Just walk outside and take a look at all the urban lumberjacks roaming around this city. To do

I’d like to officially introduce you to Broke Bucks!  Yup, I’m getting into the coupon game and since you know what I’m all about, you know I’m gonna be coming with only the illist shit. Beginning once a week and then ramping up to a few times a week, I’m

Most nights I’m out, I have one goal — getting a burrito by the time the night is through.  There’s just something about that meaty, guacamole-y, floury goodness that seems to soak all the alcohol right up — or at least appease the hideous, hangry monster the alcohol has turned

Dudes. I’m not going to lie. It’s 5:22 in the morning and I just got home, cured of the hiccups by some girl who told me to think of a white horse. Yeah, she was shocked it worked too. So let’s get personal: Ever been to Cinema Draft House at

Mimes are creepy, aint no denyin’. Good thing for all of you Metamfiezomaiophobics, the San Francisco Mime Troupe is not actually a group of mimes trying to steal your soul and haunt your dreams. As far as I can tell/have been told (from their website), the SF Mime Troupe ‘œcreates