It’s been 3 months since the last Divisadero Art Walk and just over two weeks since the last set of freeloading drunkards rolled through my neighborhood at Bay to Breakers. I guess that means it’s June already, which also means that the Divisadero Art walk is back. And while Art

Know what makes good photography even better? A couple FREE drinks. But you knew that already, didn’t you? Inject some culture into your post-Memorial Day weekend life (i.e. do something worthwhile to make you forget about that 19-year-old Santa Clara sophomore you made out with after losing several consecutive flip

This whole Memorial Day three-day weekend nonsense screwed with my mental calendar and I forgot that it was Tuesday and time to provide you folks with some some cheap entertainment and, since I’m running late, even cheaper humor. So, here is my favorite joke. I don’t usually give this one

I don’t hang out in the Union Square area often.  It’s too loud and schizo for me between the tourists, the crackheads and the street performers gyrating to Michael Jackson songs and beating the shit out of trash cans.  But one bar I will brave the thousands of Street Sheet

This just in (Man, I’ve always wanted to say that. Must be the Ron Burgundy in me.)! Gestalt, your favorite bar on 16th between Valencia and Guerrero, is expanding its menu to include a deliciously awesome array of tasty sandwiches to satiate your most drunken fantasies. The new menu will

I talk about Madrone a lot, but how could I not? Every night has it’s own unique draw, so you never know what the crowd’s gonna look like (although for me the main draw is usually a bar stool and cheap whiskey). Perhaps one of the more unlikely nights at

I was introduced to Kennedy’s because my sister used to work at Rainforest Cafe on Fisherman’s Wharf for a while, and after hours of serving something called “Rasta Pasta” to extremely rude and awkwardly-dressed tourists (money belt, anyone?), she would head to Kennedy’s for some late-night fun, then stumble home with