Whether you admit it or cower in shame, it’s happened to all of us. The one-too-many-moment, two steps away from worshipping the porcelain god, trying to drown your sorrows…whatever you may call it, being too drunk in front of people is both humiliating and hilarious to your audience of choice.

There’s a stretch of 21st St. that might be one of the best group of blocks in The City.  Beginning at 21st and Folsom Sts. and ending at about Bryant St., there’s an amazing array of interesting delights. The first great thing you come across on the left hand side

Speaking solely in generalities, hipsters live in the Mission and douchebags inhabit the Marina.  Right?  Isn’t that something that we’ve decided on as a culture here in San Francisco?  That white guys can really be only one of those things?  The truth of the matter is that I’ve met plenty of