I love The Bold Italic. Not only do they have incredible design and wonderfully written articles, they also help pay my bills by publishing some of the pieces I’ve written (like this one, this one, and this one). By this point I’m sure many of you have been to one

Berlin-style ping-pong is blowing up. Not only has it been the subject of a great essay by the Bold Italic, it’s been explained, over and over again, by Youtube videos  and holds a devout group of paddling proponents throughout the city. If you didn’t read the essay or just watch

The fine people over at The Bold Italic have taken it upon themselves to encourage men to dress better.  And I don’t blame them, we’re certainly a slovenly bunch in this city.  Just walk outside and take a look at all the urban lumberjacks roaming around this city. To do

Barfly be thy Name – Chaps II My flat mate, Nevin, is currently working on a piece about the ins and outs of go-go dancing for the folks over at The Bold Italic. He’s put himself on display at a few spots already, but so far I’ve missed the opportunity

You might remember how I feel about completely made up neighborhoods.  I’m not gonna go into my spiel again because you can just click on that link for fuck’s sake.  But the sentiment remains the same. That being said, I’m all about excellent local businesses banding together to celebrate each

I’m not the biggest fan of made up neighborhoods.  Historically speaking, whenever a “neighborhood” is pieced off from an existing one and then given a new name, it has always been done by real estate people and developers.  They pimp a part of a neighborhood in order to line their

With the Art Institute, Academy of Art, and CCA making their homes here, the Bay Area is rife with young ‘œartists,’ the local galleries teeming with amateurish art shows.  (There, I said it. And I’ll warn you now that if you’re already offended, you probably should not read any further.)