The Wooden Nickel is one of my favorite bars in San Francisco. Granted I’m a little biased since it’s near where I live and my good friend/old roommate Nancy Chung owns it. But even if that weren’t the case, I’d still love this bar. Besides the fact that they have

Not to get all promote-y or anything, but in Broke-Ass Stuart’s Guide to Living Cheaply in New York City (read it!), he compares NYC to a girl who you constantly chase, but is ultimately out of your league. I totally get this statement, but for me, New York City is

Ok, so you really fucked up this time.  Not only did you forget your anniversary, which also happens to fall on her birthday (which you also forgot), but you didn’t close the front door all the way which allowed her cat to run out and get hit by a car. 

I’m not a fan of camping or dorms.  I’m pretty sure camping is why houses were invented.  And the only purpose of dorms is to make you so miserable freshman year that you’re forced to go out and make friends.  Hostels are a combination of dorms and camping, but somehow

Kelly from the Indie Mart (which is coming up on June 21st) just informed me of an AWESOME party on Friday.  Timbuk2 is celebrating their 20th anniversary by feeding you, getting you drunk, making you dance, and letting you design some bags!  What the fuck?  Who’s birthday is it again?  Can