After spouting off on the wonders of Brooklyn Yard and how sweet all the parties would be there this summer, I feel bad for getting your (and my) hopes up since the venue shuttered less than a week after I wrote about them, goddamnit. But don’t fret, the Sunday Best

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

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

There’s a lot of things about New York summers I look forward to. The return of free barbecue, outdoor movies, late night bike rides, and mostly importantly, the Yard, BKYLN Yard that is. The name pretty much sums up this Gowanus dance-fest watering hole. While no one can really brag

Last night was supposed to be low key and chill.  I was going to be home by 1 and in bed shortly thereafter if all went according to plan. Alas the best of intentions came to nothing and I didn’t get to bed until shortly after 4. My dreams of