Look around you– art is everywhere.  It’s mounted gloriously on the white walls of the museum, in gorgeous sculpture gardens, and displayed on the refrigerators of doting parents.  And sometimes, great art is found in the crapper.  At least if you’re the legendary artist Keith Haring, who painted an awe-inducing,

I think that pretty much everyone goes through a “60s phase” at some point in their lives. Whether you’re into the music, the tumultuous political and social goings-on, or the totally groovy fashions– the swingin’ 60s were for sure a culturally rich decade. Now you can get inspired by all

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

Siddha yoga: kinda culty, totally awesome. I was first introduced to NYC’s Siddha Yoga and Meditation Center when my boyfriend told me to stop being a psycho bitch, and get a little inner peace in my life (okay, he may have used less-harsh terminology to describe my rage-filled state, but

Forget humans– love a tree this Valentine’s Day!  Unlike your slowly decaying relationship with your significant other, trees grow stronger over time, and provide tons of beauty and happiness in your life.  As part of the MillionTreesNYC project, you can now “adopt” a tree in New York City.  What does

Admission into NYC’s MoMa is certainly pricey– at $25 general admission, you basically have to brave the horrendous crowds on the monthly free day– or dig up your student ID from ten years ago and try to pass as an 18 year old– to catch a break. Wouldn’t a FREE

I had a regular when I was a bartender. 33, classically gorgeous and a bar owner, he had a crush on me because I didn’t give a shit, i.e. wasn’t hot enough to be seen in public with.  He’d bring in every feminine cliche (Biracial Burlesque Performer, Marketing Intern Who

Seriously, how cool is this– during 1980 to 1990, photographer Amy Arbus took pictures of local New York City color for the “On the Street” section of the  Village Voice.  Years later, as she was preparing to publish a book of her work, she wondered what happened to many of her

Do you happen to be both a vulgar potty-mouth who swears like a sailor, and a linguistics nerd who loves to learn about the origins of words? Well, you’re in luck– Jesse Sheidlower, Editor-at-Large for the Oxford English Dictionary (and, awesomely, author of a book called The F-Word), will be