I was walking down Divisadero, back to work at Josey Baker where I shuttle bread to and fro. It’s a good job for someone who wants to keep their head down and to themselves. You see, I’ve been pretty overwhelmed with the existential weight of all the God-awful crap around

The lovely and brilliant Victoria Smith forwarded this on to me yesterday so I figured I’d send it on to you. I’m totally just copying and pasting it cuz I’m busy as fuck:   The biggest challenge we’re facing in the fight to stop the anti-democratic Trans-Pacific Partnership (TPP) agreement

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 37 coupons to buy one beer, get a second beer FREE at 37 of the finest locally owned bars,

The 78th season of FREE summer concerts in Stern Grove San Francisco is here.  If you havn’t been…you pretty much have to.  It’s fucking great, just remember 3 things:  1.  Get there early if you want a good spot  2.  BYOB! Everyone picnics there  3. Bring a coat, you never know when that

If you’re not going to these parties, you might as well board the next slow bus to Cincinnati. I don’t care how infuriatingly sexy all of it is going to be. I don’t care how insecure all the insouciance is going to make you feel. Did I mention that it’s

Sometimes I have trouble finding suitable events to write about, mostly because the lines I get from friends all tend to be so horribly pretentious that I would feel better selling you volcano insurance than peddling free invites to some “Night of Hip Modern Literature Wherein Gender Roles are Deconstructed

As someone who couldn’t even handle learning the recorder in the fifth grade, I give mad props to anyone who is even remotely musically inclined. If you even kind of play the guitar, you’re a total superstar in my eyes. If your clarinet skills recall that of a snake charmer

  Yoshi’s SF has marked January as FREE local talent month. Stop by the lounge tonight, Thursday, January 26th to see Beso Negro  and their darker, faster, more danceable, more bluesey, Gypsy version of jazz. Beso Negro hithers from the North Bay with some roots in Spain. The band has

To pretty much everyone’s horror, it snowed in NYC last Saturday.  Snow.  In October.  Too soon.  Can’t handle it.  Every time the weather gets shitty around here, my mood gets shitty too, and I complain endlessly about how I want to move back to the West Coast (even though deep