In the world of riding bikes, I was a late bloomer. It wasn’t until I moved to Oakland that I really started appreciating how fun and useful they are. Bikes are basically perfect: zippy, not a bitch to park, and the side effects are having a nice ass and not

You know when you’re sitting in your car in gridlocked traffic, cursing the world and wishing you could just get home while knowing you have to face another day of traffic again tomorrow? Or when you bump into someone with your car and instead of letting you go they insist

I’ve got some awesome news! We received a grant from the Civic Joy Fund to put out a literary magazine celebrating SF and acting to counter the stupid “Doom Loop” narrative. It’s a gift to the people of San Francisco. And after months of working on this project it’s now available

San Francisco is so full of smug bikers that it’d be foolish not to tell you about this OG cyclist: Ironman triathlete Amy Snyder has written her debut book, Hell On Two Wheels: An Astonishing Story of Suffering, Triumph, and the Most Extreme Endurance Race in the World, and you can

Image courtesy of canadiandesignresource.ca After I bought my bicycle, all I could think was “I should have done this years ago.” San Francisco, despite its monsoon-like weather patterns, vicious inclines and treacherous MUNI tracks, is a still a bike city all the way. There’s really no better way to get

Considering that the gods of finance have yet to gift me with enough cash to buy a bike, I can’t say I have too much of a vested interest in the future of the urban bicycle. And yet I care. I really do. Tonight at 7PM, the Museum of Arts and

I get a lot of emails from a lot of people asking or offering a lot of different things.  I’ve gotten: offered a free haircut, asked on dates, invited to speak at various functions, hate mail, love letters, tips, suggestions, and absolute babbling nonsense.  Most of the time the emails