This originally appeared in my Broke-Ass City column in the SF Examiner  By now the dust is doing anything but settling in Black Rock City. Minds and other flammable things are exploding while a sense of all out revelry, exploration and wonder descends on some 70,000-plus people. In a way,

When Julius Caesar took Alexandria in 48 BC, the city’s famous library burned to the ground. History isn’t sure if the Library of Alexandria was torched on purpose or if it caught fire during the ensuing pillaging, but regardless, the depository that held one copy of every book in the known world went up in flames.

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

This originally appeared in my Broke-Ass City column for the SF Examiner. She was standing on the BART turnstile at the Civic Center station with an American flag scarf tied around her waist, yelling “Fuck Obama” and laughing from a mouth only half-full of teeth. All I could think was,

On Monday, I was interviewed by someone from BBC Mundo, the Spanish-language arm of the BBC. The main question the reporter had was, “Do you think many people in San Francisco would rather have a less successful tech industry in exchange for having a more affordable city?”

You can’t spell San Francisco without a few exes. From the person you had a one-night stand with six years ago, to the one who suddenly stopped texting you after dating for a couple months, to the person you loved so completely that it nearly broke you: Running into people you’ve been involved with is an inevitability.

This originally appeared in my Broke-Ass City column in the SF Examiner. I wrote it the morning after the election. I still feel that the Democratic party is sabotaging itself by not taking hard left populist turn.   As I write this, it is a beautiful day in San Francisco. It’s in the

This originally appeared in my Broke-Ass City column for the San Francisco Examiner  Is it enough to love the way the fog tiptoes through the trees in the Presidio? Can the 47 hills that undulate across The City keep you satiated? Will the skyline that nearly scratches heaven be able

Dreamforce brings in thousands of out-of-towners, ties up downtown traffic and tortures locals. Folsom also brings in thousands of visitors, but at least shares the tying up and torturing fairly equally between the visitors and San Franciscans. And the similarities don’t end there.