So maybe your Halloween sucked.  Maybe you spent all day dressing up to find that the one dude or dudette you planned on going home with was more into the sexy nun than you.  Or maybe no one got the obscure comic book reference for your costume but members of

Ever wish you had all of Data’s cool inventions? Miss watching the truffle shuffle? Want to reconnect with your deformed man-giant childhood pal? Then have I got a show for you! Come down to Pacific Standard for a screening of the Goonies with cheap beer, delicious snacks, and it’s all

Step into a world of adventure with the San Francisco Beer Passport. There’s no better way to explore San Francisco than to literally drink it in. This passport is amazing! Each one contains 27 coupons to buy one beer, get a second beer FREE at 27 of the finest locally

Mission’s Kitchen is outwardly deceiving because, from the 1940’s blinds in the window to the sign trimmed in incandescent bulbs, the place look’s  like your typical diner that time forgot, not unlike say, Jim’s up the street. The thing is that whereas it does provide all the standards-for-a-song you would

Let’s just get it out of the way right now: adulthood sucks. There’s insurance you’re not eligible for, careers you’re unqualified for, and you just don’t get that Justin Bieber (though he’s much more awesome slowed down 800%). Wouldn’t it be nice to go back to the time when your

My second apartment in the city was on 18th Avenue at Geary in an area I like to call “Central Richmond” (Google Maps tells me this is a real term in existence, but I’ve never heard anybody actually speak this in conversation). Anyway, there were a ton of cheap and

Bringing your own lunch to work is one of the most obvious and easy ways to save money and stay healthy. Unfortunately, such an act requires a level of foresight and organization that I often lack. I quickly grow weary of homemade sandwiches, I resent salads, and I’ve eaten enough

Tell me, broke-asses, just how shameless are ye? Tonight is the last full moon ride on the Cyclone at Coney Island — that is, it’s your last chance to be terrified for your life under a full moon (outside of taking a night trip to East New York, that is).

I love sandwiches to an embarrassing extent. They are compact and deeply satisfying; making a great one requires an understanding of the delicate nature of balance and portion in food. Also, holy jesus, are they delicious. But sandwiches get a bad rap from time to time, especially when people try