It’s been less than seven months since the start of 2023 and with that in mind, it’s worthwhile to take a second to reflect on some of the strangest happenings in one of California’s strangest locales.  

If you read BAS, you may have seen my article, “It’s Time To Ban Self-Driving Cars In San Francisco.” For whatever reason, this piece pissed a lot of rich people off.  What rich people am I referring to? The rich people at GrowSF and their followers on Twitter.  If you

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 27 coupons to buy one beer, get a second beer FREE at 27 of the finest locally

The organizational landscape in the Bay Area can get a person down. There are enormous issues to overcome: The state is mandating our city to build 82,000 new units, our city government stands behind ineffective officials rather than local transit, and small-minded techies flame local writers as they opine about

I think by now you know that my love for public art spans across all genres. Whether it’s strolling along Oakland’s Troll Trail filled with random “trolls” made made from scrap materials, SF’s mosaic stairs or massive collaborative street art murals. Through my years of exploring The Bay Area’s public

San Francisco is probably America’s most undriveable major city. This isn’t news to anyone who has ever found themselves behind the wheel here. There are streets in San Francisco that look like walls, enough traffic to turn a pacifist into a psychopath and cyclists who think they’re invincible. It’s a

Hey, I’m not sure if you know this, but Downtown San Francisco is struggling. I know, this is news that is entirely new. This isn’t a horse that has been beaten to death by every struggling media agency on the planet in a desperate attempt to get a few clicks

Circle up cisgender folks. Oh, happy Pride month. Isn’t it fun? I can hear the unasked questions bouncing between your tonsils. Questions about my genitalia, or a hungry curiosity surrounding my they/them pronouns or the stubble under my admittedly sloppy makeup. Even in the age of TikTok and extensive YouTube tutorials, I can’t quite figure makeup out yet. We’re doing what we can with what we have, which is a shaky lip line and some blunt, 80s blush. 

When a line forms in San Francisco — in the fickle weather we always seem to have — you know it’s got to be for something tasty. I braved the wind for the new-ish Loquat in Hayes Valley, a Jewish bakery from the Four Barrel and Mill team, that brings a former pastry chef from Tartine to a suite of babka, cookies, and cakes.