Desperate times call for drastic measures. I was at a BBQ party the other day, and I started talking to some girl about how she used to kidney beans and ketchup for dinner and then eat white rice and mix it with different flavored jam for desert. Then we sort

Ok, fine, I’m writing about another show that I’m playing. But it’s not my fault that I happen to be playing at the Great American Music Hall (eeeeeeeh!!!) this Wednesday, September 21st, with one of San Francisco’s all-time favorite folk rockers: The Blank Tapes. And to be fair, I’ve never

What is bachata? Great question, my friends! We’ll talk about what I learned later. But first I must tell you that you can see for yourself Tuesdays at Bissap Baobab Village, where $8 will get you a class and the dance party after. If you decide to skip the class

Tough day at the office?  Unwind by sketching some naked chick and knocking back a few PBRs.  Totally awesome art studio 3rd Ward offers a life drawing sessions and beer every Wednesday night at an event called Drink N’ Draw– $15 for a solo ticket, or $10 if you bring

I take a certain degree of pleasure in whipping out my ATM card. Shiny and gray as a sleek piece of steel, it reads “San Francisco Fire Credit Union” across the front, a fact that occasionally gets me a double take. I look nothing like a fireman. I look nothing

Hey, broke asses, I have some bad news. This is the last time I’ll write The Unemployment Chronicles—FOR NOW. A writer and editor by trade, I also enjoy waiting tables, and that’s what I landed a job doing this week. Is it furthering my career? Not really, but it is

Even though autumn is just around the corner, there’s still outdoor film fun to be had around the city. Putting a twist on the normal “get a blanket and settle in” outdoor movie formula is The Screening, a FREE visual experience from French artist and filmmaker, Michel Ariane. The Screening takes

There’s something about pastries that make me happy. Okay, I’ll admit it I’m a fat-ass and I tend to overindulge on desserts. There, I said it. My belly cannot tell a lie. If someone says there’s cake in the vicinity, my eyes open up and I tend to rummage through