The gifts are unwrapped, the eggnog upchuck stain cleaned up, and all that snow has turned into sludge, it’s time to face the cold reality that Christmas is over. It was fun while it lasted and now you are the proud owner of 12 new pairs of argyle socks, a

I’m currently on a bus heading back to NY after a few nights in Boston.  Yes, I know, it’s crazy that buses now have Wi-fi but remember when Ashley wrote about it?  Anyways, I’ve been on the road now for like 10 days so I haven’t really had a chance

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

While I wish I had time to write something snarky about being high, eating tacos and looking at art, I don’t.  So I just have to cut and paste.  Sorry I gotta go to work.  Please enjoy my cutting and pasting skills: High Line Art will debut this Thursday with Specials,

If Tupac’s not dead, he’s most likely hanging out someplace with Amelia Earhart, Elvis, and Bigfoot. And if he’s still alive, would a musical based on his music kill him or entertain him? Decide for yourself and see 2Pac: The Musical at Upright Citizen’s Brigade Theater tonight. In recent jukebox