The media’s buzzing with the old news of artists’ displacement in San Francisco. Every month the remaining members of the city’s arts community mourn the loss of yet another place where creative people lived or worked together for years. The cause celebre of artist David Brenkus ‘s eviction from his

When I was running for mayor of SF I went to the US Conference of Mayors to try and stir things up. I failed at that, but I did get to see some important people speak including Barrack Obama and Nancy Pelosi. A funny thing happened when Pelosi spoke though.

Now that I’ve got a little distance from the whole mayoral campaign, I’ll be writing a bit more about what it was like. This particular piece is from a monologue I did for The Kinda Late Show. Also, Drew Platt wrote some of it with me. It’s supposed to be funny

  Plain and simple, Great Apes are a punk band from San Francisco. Minimalism reigns. Play it fast, play it loud, and make it stick. While we all have been or are in an array of more complex projects, this band is founded on pop-sensible simplicity and the notion that music,

to qualify as being a local you needed to be a resident of the Bay for at least 10 years, anything less and you’re considered a gentrifier

Courier: Notes from a Modern Day Bike Messenger Usually, when I tell people I’m a courier, they are too polite to correct me. ‘A career what?’ they ask. I restate that I am a cuhr-EE-yuhr, and they nod, then ask after my weekend plans. To the average San Franciscan, ‘courier’

Guest post by Meghan Murphy from HandUp.org HandUp is direct giving for homeless people and others in need in your neighborhood. Your donations are redeemed for basic needs like food, clothing, and medical care through their partner organizations. Learn more here. It can be an overwhelming feeling to not know

Highway 101 blows a continual load of cars onto a zone of central San Francisco difficult to define. Not the Mission, not QUITE the Castro, nor Hayes Valley (although realtors would disagree with that), and not precisely the newly-minted “Mid-Market” either, it’s an odd knot of sinew connecting a variety