This originally appeared in my Broke-Ass City column for the San Francisco Examiner  I know the November 2018 election is a long time ago already, but I can’t stop thinking about Proposition C. I can’t stop thinking about how multi millionaires and billionaires, who tout themselves as liberals, tried so

This originally appeared in my Broke-Ass City column in the SF Examiner A couple weeks ago I found myself with a little bit of extra time to kill in North Beach. My aunt and uncle were visiting from Florida, and I was meeting them at Original Joe’s. As I always

by Jonas Barnes This last weekend, I went and saw “Joker” in theaters. I’d been looking forward to this film since the announcement was made from director Todd Phillips that he had cast Joaquin Phoenix to done the iconic greasepaint of The Clown Prince of Crime. I was even more

Waiting in line for Kat Robichaud’s Misfit Cabaret at the Alcazar Theater on Geary street is definitely part of the experience. My husband and I found ourselves standing in a sea of unnatural hair colors and tattoos, easily distinguishable from the line of yuppies waiting for a trendy Japanese restaurant

RECAP:  The Mill Valley Film Festival’s arrival set off an October filled with a dozen or so film festivals.  To avoid drowning readers in data, the October preview of new films was broken up into three parts.  Aside from shout outs to such festivals as the United Nations Association Film

It’s all too obvious that the quirky character of San Francisco is being eroded by the generic sameness of robot coffee bars, mediocre salad spots, chain drug stores and pricey hipster brand showrooms replicated in tony neighborhoods everywhere from here to Wicker Park to Manhattan. So it’s heartening to hear

One of the hardest parts about suicidal thoughts (other than the whole, you know, wanting to die thing) is the shame. You can feel weak. You can feel inadequate. You can ask yourself: Why is this so hard for me? Why can’t I just carry on like everyone else? It’s