By the nature of our strange little micro-climate, San Francisco is not really an “outside” city.  Forecasters have all but given up on accurately predicting the each day’s weather, and every time you leave the house you must bring at least a couple layers, just in case.  That’s why when the weather

First off, just in case you were wondering, last’s night’s Mos Def/Curtis Mayfield party was off the hook.  I damn near sweat through my clothes because I was dancing so much.  Curtis Mayfield does that to a motherfucker.  Ya know?   It’s seeming like Thursday night should be a pretty

Every week we feature a different person from the community shedding a little light on their life of brokeitude. Who knows, maybe you’ll learn something about the human spirit…probably not.

I have the unfortunate distinction of having known Jason King for many, many years.  I knew him when he was a long haired metal head who wore nothing but Pantera and Cannibal Corpse t-shirts.  I was around for his brief and, dare I say, mediocre foray into motorcycle maintenance.  Hell,

Since today’s feature is a haiku that Monica penned about the delicious yo-yo’s we always get at Bender’s, I figured I’d dig up my old zine and transcribe what I wrote about the bar before it got fire bombed.  Here it is: Bender’s: 800 South Van Ness @ 19th St. Relatively

Every week we feature a different person from the community shedding a little light on their life of brokeitude. Who knows, maybe you’ll learn something about the human spirit…probably not.

This is from the good people over at Timbuk2:   SF’s original messenger bag company wants to celebrate our love for bikes. Featuring artwork from Beryl Fine Fine and the release of her San Francisco Bike Messenger Book,. Wiggle on over & receive $20- off any custom messenger bag. We’ve