The doors may have closed, but the Lex is hardly out of business. Since what was one of the best bars in the Mission was priced out,   it has taken on a new presence as a community ambassador to queer community, offering a thorough resource for Pride going-ons this week.

An excerpt from the zine Behind the Wheel 2: Notes from an Uber/Lyft. Her rating is 4.2. I accept the ride automatically, like I do with all my Uber requests.  The ping comes in and I tap the flashing icon on my iPhone as quickly as possible before it expires.  I

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

City living is probably the most contentious that it has been since the Gold Rush. Denizens, both old and new, find themselves embattled in one form or another. For many it is a fight to hang on, to fight avaricious landlords. For others it’s a struggle to integrate and negotiate

Apparently the 21 Club is closing. Ain’t that some shit? That is the last bar in the world I would’ve thought would hit the chopping block, mainly because it’s at the corner of “rob someone” and “stab someone”. I wrote about the 21 Club in my book Broke-Ass Stuart’s Guide

Eat cheap Halal food at Yemeni’s I’d bet the left side of my brain that your garden variety Tea Partying dip stick wouldn’t know Yemen from He-Man. Still, the likelihood of Yemeni’s restaurant existing in one of those crazzzzzy red states, serving as it does strictly halal food from the

  Well another Pride in the city draws to a close with the mega parade and parties that are the jewels in the pretty tiara that is queer pride week.  If you are an early riser or perhaps have not yet slept you still have time to either watch as

If you haven’t yet noticed the assemblage in Dolores Park, it’s not too late to strap on your chanclas and hustle on down and join the rest of the queer folk.  You will have already missed the elder-youth brunch, but not the chance to add your solidarity to your queer

It has been five-years since our super hunky co-editor, Stephen Torres, eloquently shared his no-doubt drunken experience at Bob’s. Oh, and four-years since Christy wrote about Bob’s. And of course, I started writing about donuts at 2am, and then realize all of this. So, fuck it…you’re getting the 2014 version of Bob’s. Because