This week, I am the lucky broke-ass who gets to house-sit my cousin’s awesome bay front condo in Marin. It’s it Larkspur to be exact. Larkspur is cute and quaint – and full of wealthy people who can afford to sit outside at posh restaurants on the patio whilst the

Oh Dirty Trix, with your whiskey breath and red lipstick, how you hold a special place in my heart. That was my not so clever attempt at conveying Dirty Trix as an ever so classy lady. Anyhow, this place is great. What you should notice initially is the great group

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

Wednesday night: You are most likely watching your iPhone tick down the minutes to the weekend or bored because all days blend together and you have no idea what day it is or where your outside shoes are. Or, heck, maybe your Wednesday is your Saturday. No matter your specific

Dudes. I’m not going to lie. It’s 5:22 in the morning and I just got home, cured of the hiccups by some girl who told me to think of a white horse. Yeah, she was shocked it worked too. So let’s get personal: Ever been to Cinema Draft House at