There is nothing in the world quite like a neon sign. Sometimes big and other times small, they tend to represent the most obvious form of advertising in that they’re the best attention getters. I’m more likely to go to a place with a neon sign, since I adore them.

Drink up before midnight, or else you’ll turn into a Leprechaun… Calling all Leprechauns…get your green on and go out and get your drink on. Green beers preferred, but just remember this – SF taxis are FREE til 3 am!  I can’t promise that the cab drivers will be anything

DRAMA! Children, children everywhere.  The earth may be buckling like the merry widow on an over-enthusiastic auntie post-holiday gorge, but you wouldn’t know it by the way them babies be popping out  these days. Well, anyone who’s Catholic or part of some other culture that subscribes to a loaves and

Take in some culture before you black out on St. Pattie’s Day! I’m gonna come right out with the good news: ODC, our favorite dance company who calls the Mission home, is holding a special St. Patrick’s Day Small Plates one-hour performance at YBCA’s Novellus Theater, complete with a reception

Nerd-o-rama-ding-dong… What is it that makes nerds so goddamn cool these days?  I feel like everywhere I go I’m surrounded by high-wasted pants, suspenders and (of course) those non-prescription, Clark Kent glasses. I swear I saw a guy dressed just like Steve Urkel last weekend – and girls were flocking

Come out and celebrate local blog Haighteration! Today is our friends over at Haighteration‘s 1st birthday, and in honor of the awesomeness of their neighborhood blog, over 40 businesses in the Lower Haight will be offering all sorts of goodies.  Just mention “Haighteration” and you’re golden. Highlights include a special

See? Classical music is sexy. Classical musicians rarely have hordes of screaming fans, groupies, or even dressing rooms. This is a goddamned shame, people. Let’s turn the panty-flinging tide in their favor tonight at the San Francisco Conservatory of Music‘s Concert Hall, where a FREE battle of the bands, the

Hell to the yes. What were you doing 18 years ago? If your answer is “germinating in a womb” or “reading The Baby-sitters Club,” this is not for you. But if you were at the club, grooving to K.M.F.D.M. and Nitzer Ebb in guyliner and fishnets, read on. Death Guild,