Okay, okay,…maybe that’s a little bit harsh. BUT STILL! I’m freakin’ broke here, dude. You’re wasting my valuable text message space on something so stupid, so innocent, and so lame. Please, do understand that I totally get when one-worders are necessary, but most of the time it’s unnecessary. My text messaging

Do you text? I might as well ask, “Are you alive?” But the word “text” has a long and storied definition that mainly just means “words.” Tonight is your last chance to learn more about this ancient phenomenon at Soap Gallery‘s FREE TEXT exhibit. Yes, you’ll have to read a lot

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

I mean, all fish are weird when you think about it. One of the first things I do after I wake up in the morning (or afternoon) is check my inbox for those daily deal coupon offers.  More often than not, though, I’m like, dude, I don’t WANT a Brazilian