I am a Californian living in New York City.  I was born in the suburbs of Los Angeles, raised in the suburbs of San Diego, and went to college in the Bay Area, so I’d kind of consider myself somewhat of a semi-expert on Californianity.  Living as a Broke-Ass-West-Coaster-Gone-East for

Do you like art? No? Well, uh, wanna spend a weekend in the sun after toiling away at your job all week? Yeah, I thought so. Today and tomorrow in Oakland, the Pacific Fine Arts Festival will invade Montclair Village and display the works of artists from all across the

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

Hooray summertime. It makes venues out of the streets and parks that once were blistering nightmares of wind and cold. Now that the sun has peeked out from behind its gray hiding spot we can start using the limited outdoors New York has for a bit of R n’ R.

When I saw that it is suppose to reach 87 today, I immediately thought about joking about riding the free IKEA water taxi between Manhattan and Red Hook all day.  However, the more I think about it, the less I want to dwell on anything else.  First, because I love