Hard French, the fabulous Saturday afternoon soul music dance party extravaganza at El Rio, is back, and this edition is probably gonna be the best one because, one, HELLO, it’s Labor Day weekend and everyone is looking to get shitfaced, so you know it’s ON, and two, courtesy of Room

Yes, neighbors, it’s time for the fall edition of the Divis Art Walk — and I’m not going to be there.  I wish I was, though, because the last art walk here was described to me as “crazy, fratty drunkenness taking over the sidewalks,” and that’s definitely my kind of

While it’s true that a real broke-ass, if craving the fancy brunch drink made up of OJ and champagne, might just walk around the corner to the liquor store and buy a $5 bottle of Cook’s (probably at that point just skipping the OJ altogether), there all instances in which

Seriously, when is Hayes Valley Farm NOT having something cool going on?!  First it’s FREE produce, now it’s an end-of-summer (months, obviously.  Nothing to do with the weather) celebration.  Legally, I’m not able to use the term “celebration” unless the event I’m mentioning is employing someone who’s doing portraiture —

Usually the only “cause” I’m drinking for is be “cause” (get it, assholes?) it’s Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, or Sunday.  And that’s what I do.  But I’m also all for using my borderline alcoholism to help a good cause, like the Big Brothers & Big Sisters of the

Most nights I’m out, I have one goal — getting a burrito by the time the night is through.  There’s just something about that meaty, guacamole-y, floury goodness that seems to soak all the alcohol right up — or at least appease the hideous, hangry monster the alcohol has turned

I remember seeing Rogue Wave as a college freshman in my school’s tiny multipurpose room, the then four members barely fitting on the makeshift “stage” and me wondering the whole time if any of them would consider banging a just-turned-legal fan.  Back then, Out of the Shadow was the album

You know how on most Sundays you sit at home getting day drunk on a mega bottle of wine and watch reruns of Tosh.0 until it gets dark out because there isn’t nearly enough sun to coax you off the couch, and then there’s those Sundays where there’s a million