If you’ve ever spoken multiple languages, you know that there are some words that just don’t translate from one language to another. If you do only speak English, I’d urge you to consider how to begin explaining “on fleek” to a Dutchman or what a “Kardashian” is to a Bosnian

Note: This article originally appeared on App360 in February 2014. When it was first published Flywheel had just been announced and I didn’t know it was strictly for cab drivers. I don’t recall what ridesharing service it was. It could’ve been Lyft, Uber, Flywheel, Side Car, or Aladdin’s magic carpet. I don’t remember. Given

“Now I understand why all the flower children from the ’60s eventually sold out,  bought houses and watch Fox News.” That’s a snippet from my journal entry on day ten of my experiment. The experiment in question is micro dosing with LSD—that is, ingesting a tiny dose of lysergic acid diethylamide every

Reno calls itself the “Biggest Little City in the World.” That’s bullshit. Anyone who’s lived in San Francisco knows that that’s a title that should be wedged between “Baghdad by the Bay” and “The City That Knows How” in our pantheon of monikers. If you’ve been here long enough, it’s

San Francisco is a special place. A place where we never leave the house without layers. Where it’s normal to call in sick to work because it’s finally 80 degrees and you want to drink a beer in the park. A place where most adults have costume boxes and where

The best love songs are about mixed emotions because the best loves mix you up. Contrary to healthy relationship wisdom, the person we can never forget tends to be the one who has us pulling our hair out. People don’t write songs about emotionally available non-jealous types. Here are a few backhanded love songs for when your voodoo dolls and bop bags need a break.

Beautiful Women in Bookstores is exactly what it sounds like. It’s a celebration of reading, intelligence, independent bookstores, and of course, beautiful women. In a time when bookstores seem to be disappearing this is our effort to show how sexy books and reading really are.

You live in a tiny apartment with your tiny baby. Except that your baby is no longer tiny, and your apartment is now a straight-up death trap. What was once a newborn angel sanctuary is now a clusterfuck of destruction.