One of the things I love about The Knockout is that, generally speaking, those motherfuckers are down for whatever.  Just take a look at this post from Mission Mission where Kink.com rented out The Knockout to film some kind of bdsm porn.  You know you’re a down for whatever kind of

A loyal tipster named Ellyn just hipped me to this sweet sounding game night.  It’s happens every Wednesday and you even get to play the really cool games Like Axis and Allies.  I had a babysitter who was a D&D and board game nerd when I was a kid, and

Bikers piss me off.  Not all bikers of course, but the smug, self-satisfied bikers that seem to take over the city streets, going against traffic when they feel like it, sneering at drivers and pedestrians alike and wearing their “One Less Car”  T-shirts with an air of pomposity usually reserved

This was sent to me a little bit ago.  It sounds pretty cool.  Truth be told, I’m one of those lazy SF people who rarely make it to the East Bay, so I doubt I’ll get to this festival.  But my laziness shouldn’t discourage you.  If you go to this,

Recently I got to take part in a great project.  An amazingly talented lady named Julie started photographing residents of SF and having them write little stories about how they came to be in the City by the Bay.  The project is called I Live Here SF and you can

This post is for the truly Broke-Ass.  The ones who are broke because they have no income, and have no income because they have no job.  You’ve felt alone, lo these many nights. Sending resume after cover letter after desperate plea into the cyber-abyss of Craigslist, monster.com and idealist.org. and

Did you go to the Haight Street Fair yesterday? The weather was beautiful and it seems like those motherfuckers roped in the sun just right, making it the perfect summer day for a festival. If you didn’t check it out, you can get a glimpse through all of my pre-drunken

“No more wire hangers!!” Whether you’ve seen it a dozen or not at all, Pabst Blue Ribbon’s  sponsored “Monday Movie Madness” may be the best opportunity ever to watch Faye Dunaway’s Joan Crawford in Frank Perry’s Mommie Dearest.  Starting at 8 PM at the redundantly named Lounge Bar on Bowery,