The days leading up to Pride weekend were like the drawback of a tidal wave (Pridal wave?). In preparation, we cut two industrial-sized buckets of limes, around three days’ worth. We stacked boxes on boxes of beer and seltzer in the walk-in, evacuating our supplies to higher ground. By Thursday night, we were ready. A coworker and I earned the privilege of clocking out early.

I, a Tenderloin resident, believe drug abuse and homelessness persist here because they make certain folks at City Hall very rich.  It’s the last reasonable explanation I can think of, since logistic operations at San Francisco City Hall unfailingly exacerbate them. If the humanitarian crises at the heart of SF

#NSFW language ahead! My partner and I are nearing our eleventh anniversary. It impresses people across all sexualities to hear this. “Goals,” say my straight friends. “That’s an eternity for the Gays,” say other Gays. It works because he and I still like each other. We want to see each

Letting go of the Great Highway will be subject of a ballot measure this upcoming election. What the seaside avenue means to San Franciscans changes every generation. It’s been the site of a railway track, an amusement park, a paved thoroughfare, a pedestrian promenade. The Great Highway’s future could see

So you’ve lived here long enough to develop a routine and now you want to break out of it. What if you’re strapped for cash and you forgot why you work so hard to stay here? It’s more common than you think. One possibility is that it’s time for new

An unusual passenger took MUNI riders by surprise last week. A harmless snake found its way aboard an outbound K-Ingleside train. Video shows the curious serpent climbing the articulated bend. Identified as a boa constrictor, a nonvenomous breed and popular pet, the specimen frightened some and fascinated others. The man

It’s a sin when success complains. That’s how I feel as a gay man who moved to San Francisco from what Californians affectionately call “flyover country.” It’s pretty damn great, living here. So what if everything closes at 2am (#4) and there aren’t any bathhouses to go to (#5). Compared

June was off to a bumpy start in the Bay Area. Three separate tremors happened in the early morning hours of Sunday, June 3rd. The first at 1:40 AM rattled the leeward side of the Berkeley Hills two miles north of Orinda. It was a M2.2, barely perceptible but to