In the second installment of the bus etiquette series we’re going to cover quite a bit. We’ll laugh, we’ll cry, we’ll discover our bodies. I hope you’re ready for this adventure. I know I am. 1. Greet the bus driver. Turns out that’s not a robot driving the bus, it’s

You already know how I feel about libraries.  But here is something even more miraculous.  The Bay Area FREE Book Exchange in El Cerrito (North of Berkeley) is a cooperative run by local booksellers/booklovers.  It is literally a ‘œstore’ full of FREE books.  Whenever I’m in a store and an

As you well know, I love 15 Romolo.  The Holy Trinity of Vesuvio, Spec’s, and Tosca will always have my undying affection, but Romolo is one of the few bars under 50 years old that I will go to in North Beach.  In fact, I was just there last week

If you’re fucked up like me, you’ve read Naked Lunch [several times.] It has a permanent place on my bookshelf and will always be near and dear to my…veins. Burroughs is a legend and conversations about his work, his involvement in the literary scene as well as just exactly how

Are you slow? I’m not talking in terms of intelligence or wit (you know you’re the funniest, smartest, lady/dood in the Mississippi), but actual, physical speed. Were you always the slow one in gym class? Does the idea of running, jogging, or moving at a velocity much faster than that

To say I’ve seen a lot of fucked up shit in San Francisco is like saying I sing Lady Gaga in the shower ‘” I rarely admit it but it totally happens. But for all of the really weird, brain bending and memory searing events that have taken place, there

Copious amounts of booze? I’m listening. Sexy singles? Yes please. Huevos rancheros? Where do I sign? There are few things in life I’d consider better than brunch (like seeing that your ex has gained fifty pounds or the adorable face kids make when you tell them Santa isn’t real). But