Are you in desperate need of a little fairy tale action in your  everyday life? Why not act like Hansel and Gretel and go on a search for the Gingerbread House hidden in the forest just on the other side of the Golden Gate Bridge? Tucked away in the middle

I’ve been wanting to check out Williamsburg bar Good Co. since word spread to my Midwestern ears that they had one of the flyover states’ favorite past times, Cornhole (note: I did NOT say cow tipping, thankyouverymuch). Fortunately when I finally visited I found many other reasons to return: cocktails

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 sounds like it’s going to be a lot like the game “Music Choice Challenge” I made up when I was younger, in which I flipped through the cable music channels and challenged my friends to guess the name and/or title of the song before the info came up on

Stop staring at me, albatross! I’m going to let all of you in on a little secret. But if I tell you, you have to promise not to bring hordes of your friends to this particular place on this particular night. You promise? Okay, here goes: Trivia night at the

The longer title: How to Entertain Yourself on Public Transportation Without “Entertaining” Yourself I was digging through the dregs of the Goodwills today, looking for some type of outfit that screamed Roller Skating Space Party (I was unsuccessful)  for the Creature Space Party tonight. (If you go, come say hi.

Who doesn’t love the few occasions where you’re allowed to chuck stuff at other people. Since the (gasp) spring-like weather destroyed the chance of snowball fights, it’s time to move on to another sport. Dodgeball anyone? On Tuesday and Wednesday nights, there’s a pick up dodgeball game in a gym

Do you like the feel of the chase? The rush of uncertainty, the bubbling of blood, the thrill of the adrenaline levels pounding in your…skull? There is nothing quite like that anxious, stalker feeling, and tonight, you can get a taste of it without the bite of the restraining order

A few weeks ago, I accidentally wound up at a bar on bingo night. Apparently, bingo is a game you can be bad at. The entire group of seven next to my friend and I won a scratch off lotto ticket, so did my friend’pretty much everyone in the bar