Break out the sweatpants and the boxed wine, it’s Thanksgiving time, ya’ll! (OK, I also feel it’s appropriate to do this on any given evening during winter.) As much as I wish this holiday meant laying around with my family and shoving my West Virginian grandma’s bacon fat-laden food down

Whenever I played the “If I won the lottery…” game, my second act in my newfound wealth, after buying a modern loft condo in both New York and LA, was to be a patron of the arts; buy a museum wing, donate money to build a theater, etc. Being fairly

Has the slim job market gotten you down these days? Are you almost done with school and don’t really know what to do with yourself after wards? Ever thought about traveling abroad to expand your horizons? Sometimes the only way out of this downward spiral is to get the heck

If you want get heard, sometimes you gotta scream, and ain’t no one can scream like a queen who’s got something to say. This Sunday, everyone’s favourite temple of the Tenderloin, Aunt Charlie’s Lounge, will be holding a party commemorating the 45th anniversary of the Compton’s Cafeteria Riots in 1966. Stonewall,

With the constant reminder of Thanksgiving and Christmas being right around the corner, I find myself wondering how to ward off the overeating of stuffing, sweet potatoes, Pecan Pie, Pumpkin Cheesecake, cookies from an upcoming Cookie Party, my husband’s famous Carrot Soufflé, and let’s not forget about the Mulled Wine,

SFGate just had a second article featuring photos of local theatres from years past, mostly closed and abandoned – and that’s not the first feature I’ve seen covering the subject recently. There’s certainly something to be said for old school Hollywood glamour, and if you’ve ever wanted to put your

I haven’t broken into a run since 2002.  That was sophomore year of high school, when I used to get in trouble in P.E. class for leisurely bicep-curling five pound weights and gossiping with hoodrat girls who called me “Tasty Vanilla,” when I should have been pumping iron.  But, alas,

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.