I’m just gonna copy and paste the info for this one since I’m pretty slammed right now, but in a very San Francisco moment, I looked at the people involved with this rad event and laughed because I’m friends with nearly all of them. SF is the smallest town ever.

I attended a Golden Globes viewing party on Sunday night. The attendees had varying levels of investment, and some were content to chatter away over the awards while others (myself included) were excited to see the results of the awards and more importantly, what everyone was wearing. One person at

The holidays have officially passed, and New Year’s Eve is just a few days away.  You know what that means– it’s almost 2012.  2012– the year that The World As We Know It is supposed to end, according to the Mayan calendar.  2012– the year that we’ll apparently be punished

I’m not going to do a big intro. I like to let comedians speak for themselves. Because I don’t want to write a slightly funny intro and then have my thunder stolen with a hilarious interview. Rude. So I’m going to be the bigger person and do nothing even though

The competition’s stiff out there for street vendors.  Everyone knows that the cuter the name of the truck or cart, the more attention the food is bound to get.  This is how we ended up with the likes of Curry Up Now and the Chairman Bao bun truck, both pretty funny

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 was walking with a friend in Duboce Park the other day when we stumbled upon a bunch of food carts.  Although the delicious fumes wafting from ‘œWholesome Bakery’ and  ‘œThat Guy’s Fries’ were trumped a minute later when my friend stepped in dog shit (the perils of Duboce Park),