My birthday is coming up (no, it’s not my 1/2 birthday as this photo would indicate) and people keep asking me what I want.  Apparently, I’m difficult to shop for – the problem is that all I want every year is for people whom I care about (and it’s a

Every week we feature a different person from the community shedding a little light on their life of brokeitude. Who knows, maybe you’ll learn something about the human spirit — probably not.

It’s not a secret as to what most of you will be doing today. Trust me, I know that April 20th will forever live in infamy for the connoisseurs that partake in the practice of herbal essence. But this is New York, not Amsterdam. There will definitely not be any

I mean, I don’t think I need to say too much more than the title of this post, but I will anyways. The SF Bay Guardian is throwing the Stoned Soul Picnic on 4/20 at El Rio. The Guardian wants to show their support for support for medical marijuana by raising

It was bound to happen eventually. After all my ideas, inspiration, Google searches and suggestions, I find myself stalled on a craft project. You see, I’ve got ticket stubs from almost every single show I’ve seen in San Francisco, but I can’t seem to find a great craft for them.

I’m a big ol’ fan of celebrations: parties, holidays, the “happy dance” that I perform in my room after I do my laundry and realize that I don’t have to wear ratty underpants anymore.  It doesn’t take much for me to throw my arms up in the air, and praise

With the weather beginning to hit the early stages of “holy shit, it’s hot,” it’s about that time of year when love is in the air, flowers are starting to bloom and the beer gardens are opening their doors again. The beer garden: it’s the alcoholic’s best friend. There’s nothing