Are you ready for some cannolliiiiiiii!?!?! (Please read in the style of “Are you ready for some fooooootballll?!”). I sure hope so because today is the opening day of the 84th annual Feast of San Gennaro in Little Italy, the Italian festival that celebrates the patron saint of Naples and

I remember way back when going to hang out at Milk on Haight meant listening to rap DJ’s and getting accosted for dollar menu money by the loiterers in front of McDonald’s, but my how things have changed. The dollar menu at Mickey D’s is gone and our friends over

Remember that time you got your hands on a camcorder when you were a kid (or teenager, or college student, or full grown adult) and you suddenly knew, that this thing you held in your hands would be your key to becoming a rich and famous director like Martin Scorsese

Up here in the northernmost and wettest reaches of Alta California, la Independencia isn’t even a blip on the radar most years.  Which is why, on this, the Bicentennial of Mexico’s  Independence and Centennial of the Revolution, I had hoped to be in DF drinking cubas, eating chiles en nogada

It’s pretty simple logic: two separate awesome things become more awesome when combined. Examples: tubbed frosting spread on a graham cracker, cross-breeds of dogs, puppets and the Talking Heads, etc. Sinking Ship Productions has nailed the later combination for their eighth installment of Puppet Playlist. Puppet Playlist is bi-monthly show

A few weeks ago, SF Weekly sponsored this awesome happy hour event at The Irish Bank where for only $10, you could pound all the Widmer Hefeweizen and Drifter you and your buddies could handle for two hours. Understandably, not all of you were able to make it out for this.

I mostly go to the Time Warner Center because it’s fancy. Not fancy in a “Oh gawd I wish I knew how to match my clothes” but more fancy than most public spaces in NYC in that it’s extremely clean, there are often free hors d’oeuvres thanks to samples at

Screenprinting, fermenting, hot-gluing, oh my! This month is like a DIY lover’s entry to Oz, a land where everything is more colorful because of spraypaint, mosaic tiles, and vintage fabric. Did you read that NY Times article about how we can’t grow up and get “real” jobs? Well, I don’t