Arts and Culture
$5 Showing of The Wizard of Oz at Paramount Theatre — Thursday
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
Get Your Anime On at the Bridge Theatre's FREE Cowboy Bebop Marathon
Although I will be with my family tomorrow night talking about the baby Jesus and pretending Santa is real for my way-too-old-for-that-shit little brothers, I realize that 1. Not everyone celebrates Christmas, so to many this Saturday is just another Saturday, and 2. Since so many SF-dwellers are transplants, not
Things You Can't Leave the House Without in San Francisco
It’s always good to make sure you’re prepared in a city like San Francisco, because you never really know what’s going to happen at any given moment. I put together this check list for all you cum dumpsters to make sure you’re ready when shit hits the fan: 1. Jacket
A Californian's Guide to a Rainy Day
Northern California is known for many liberal and progressive changes. A place where a prostitute can approach the police after being assaulted without fear of a jail sentence. A place where we care so much about the environment that throwing an orange peel in the garbage can rather than the
Public Works’ Company Holiday Party
As a general rule of life, work-related holiday parties are un-fun. Whether it is your company, or the office of your friend/lover who has decided they secretly hate you and have brought you along for punishment, no one is truly stoked to be there. The opposite is true if you
Finish Your Last-Minute Christmas Shopping at the Renegade Craft Fair Holiday Sale!
Guess what? There are — no kidding — only NINE days left until Christmas Day. That’s a little over a week to search, scramble and scrounge for the perfect gifts you haven’t gotten yet. I’ve heard tell of folks who finish all their holiday shopping months in advance, taking advantage
Two Forties and a Ferry: A Broke-Ass Booze Cruise
The other day, my good friend from the Azores asked me if I was proud to be an American. Of course, my initial reaction was ‘œabsolutely not,’ but then I got to thinking and that’s when I realized what being an American is really about: Getting drunk on a boat.