by Charles Irwell I see you there. You’re twirling your Hercule Poirot ‘stache, adjusting your pince-nez specs and drinking espresso from a cup so small you hold it with tweezers. Sitting there, in your Fort Greene café, keeping an eye on the Penny-Farthing you rode here on. Watching the world go

by Kate Brunotts Nudists, rejoice! Cap d’Agde, oftentimes coined “the naked city”, is more than welcoming of tourists – In fact, they rely on it. The naturist community builds a great deal of their infrastructure from tourism, and it is such a part of everyday life that many of the

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 week’s wrap casts a fairly broad geographical net, because let’s be honest here…when the state is battling the deadliest fire ever and our president is showing obvious and prolonged signs of actual insanity, that shit matters here at home and we need to talk about it. But before we

At this point, all but the staunchest of global warming deniers have come around. Even when you know something is happening, it can be difficult to take action. Sometimes it has to hit you in the face. Sometimes, it has to hit you in the drink.

As the bard once said, everybody knows the first words you will learn in a foreign language are the bad ones. No, not ‘hello’, nor ‘goodbye’, nor ‘red’, nor ‘where is the bathroom?’.  You are going to learn cuss words and colloquialisms for pee, poop, vagina, penis, prostitute, anus, and female

  How do I know this? Because I just damn did it! I just came home from three glorious months in Europe. So, where should you go this summer on the cheap!? Italy By far my favourite place in Europe at the moment. Why? 2 Euro wine. Yep. That’s $2.19

  Hey kids! I thought we might have a little heart to heart before you go out and paint the town red this weekend. It’ll only take a minute, I promise. I want to talk to you about … well, butt chugging. Specifically, butt chugging wine. Apparently, it’s popular with you

Sometimes after watching the delightfully charming movie “Amelie” or eating a chocolate croissant, I take a few minutes to dream a little dream in which I am bicycling around Paris without a care in the world, admiring its twinkilng lights with Nutella dripping down my little excited face. But then