There are two amazing talks tonight by two amazing men.  One is FREE, the other slightly pricey but probably worth it. 1. If you don’t know who he is, Greil Marcus is a cultural critic who writes fascinating books, was a rock critic for Rolling Stone Magazine, has written for

It’s Monday.  I’m assuming you don’t have any serious plans because, as I just stated it’s Monday.  So here’s what you should do tonight: come see me read at the Monthly Rumpus.  Then we can have drinks together.  It’s gonna be too much fun! Here is all the info straight

The Sunset is almost never a destination when it comes to nightlife, which is probably why places like the venerable Riptide are so fond of specials.  Not that they’re all that worried about drumming up business anyway, since their following is very loyal and pretty local. It’s touching nonetheless, that

I was talking to a friend the other day about video rental places.  She marveled that they’re still around because of companies like Netflix, but I argued that there’s a certain charm in the routine of physically going into a movie place, browsing the shelves, and waiting for the moment

This Sunday, April 11th in honor of Yom HaShoah, Holocaust Remembrance Day, the Contemporary Jewish Museum in San Francisco is FREE all day! I usually like going to museums solo so I don’t feel rushed by my companions, but this seems like an event best spent with friends and loved

Events centered on canines always strike me as ludicrous, though, I’m not particularly fond of man’s ‘œbest’ friend I grant you. Unless, it was Goliath, of course, who seemed like an all right pup.  Then again, he could talk and give you advice. Anyway, if you like observing owners frothing

Spring has sort of sprung, which means new Farmers Markets are popping up left and right! FarMars are every broke-ass’s wet dream; with the ample trading and bartering that goes on, you can easily feed yourself for a week on $20. And if the stands don’t take your mom’s credit

My fascination with graphic designer Jason Munn, also known as The Small Stakes, began in college when I was given a Modest Mouse poster for my birthday by a jerk who subsequently stole said poster when we moved out of a shared apartment three years later.  Though that relationship didn’t