This originally appeared in my Broke-Ass City column for the SF Examiner  (The short version: You can circumvent all the algorithms for my stuff right here.) Facebook announced earlier this year that it’s completely changing its algorithm — a move that will reduce the amount of actual news provided in

ndian melodies form the soundtrack of a Haight Ashbury color explosion. David Scott, Davey for everyone he meets, wearing a brightly colored cape and matching dyed hair is playing sitar in front of the Evolutionary Rainbow mural on the corner of Haight and Cole.

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

Full House nostalgia is on full blast, which is odd considering that Full House was completely shitty and never any good. The Netflix reboot of the male-dominated, whitebread 80s sitcom has set off a nostalgic phenomenon with a porn parody, a gentrification parody and a Brooklyn hipster parody. Were you