This Sunday, you can pretend you’re down home in Mississippi again — barefoot in the sunshine by the river, barbeque sauce all over yer smilin’ face, strummin’ a gee-tar an’ tappin’ yer toe. Wait, what’s that? You’re from Connecticut, and you don’t know how to play, or eat? That’s alright!

I don’t know anyone who doesn’t appreciate a good happy hour, the problem is I don’t actually get out of work til after all of them are over and then it’s back to $7 beers again.  Lucky for me, one of my favorite venues is now offering a happy hour

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

I relish three-day weekends, not just because of the time off, but generally there is a mass exodus from the city and I get to roam around a little bit more people free. For those of you who were like f this I’m outta here. I’m happy for you, but

Just thought I’d let you all know that tonight is pure awesomeness at El Rio.  Like every Friday, there will be FREE Oysters starting at 5:30pm done by the infamous shucker Jackie and back up by Sissy Boy.  This literally happens every Friday and if you didn’t know this by

My man Matt Murphy just hipped me to this event tonight.  They are calling it Night of the Living Drunk 2.  Not only is the show FREE, but there is also gonna be FREE BBQ!  Although it’s always kinda Halloween in San Francisco, as the actual holiday approaches we al

Armed with a 6 foot grill, lots of meaty and veggie goodness, a huge sounds system, and a jumpy castle (for the kids), a collection of some of the Bay’s best DJs are throwing this weekend’s dopest FREE party. Anyone in the Bay who listens to hip-hop will recognize a

I’m not a fan of camping or dorms.  I’m pretty sure camping is why houses were invented.  And the only purpose of dorms is to make you so miserable freshman year that you’re forced to go out and make friends.  Hostels are a combination of dorms and camping, but somehow

Since today’s feature is a haiku that Monica penned about the delicious yo-yo’s we always get at Bender’s, I figured I’d dig up my old zine and transcribe what I wrote about the bar before it got fire bombed.  Here it is: Bender’s: 800 South Van Ness @ 19th St. Relatively