Yoga is my chosen form of exercise. I enjoy it immensely (once I drag my lazy ass out of the house and to the studio) and appreciate that for sixty to ninety minutes, I am encouraged not to think, just do. The only problem? Yoga classes are pricey. This makes

Fess up. Maybe you had a good day, maybe you had a bad day, maybe you just had a really good sandwich, but you know you’ve done your own version of Tom Cruise’s epic Risky Business underwear dance at one point in life. And it felt good. So good that you

Yeah, we know ‘“ unemployment sucks. It’s always sucked: Bereft of cash and inundated with spare time, the life of the unemployed can be said to resemble an almost Biblical purgatory. But what if that’s not the case? What if, in an effort to maintain our sanity, we put a

Yup, it’s here.  The Holiday Season is back and it’s gonna make you eat and drink like a motherfucking marauding viking.  I don’t even know what that means, but I do know that by the time the Holiday Season is over I always feel like a monstrous beast who should

Looking to impress your significant other with a chickflick-style date night this week? Well, you’re in luck, because the yearly holiday Embarcadero Ice Rink opens today in Justin Herman Plaza and while regular admission tickets are usually $9, this Friday is Giants Night – which means anyone in Giants gear

If you buy one travel book about NYC, it should be Broke Ass Stuart’s. If you buy a second, it should be the Zinester’s Guide to NYC by Ayun Halliday. Broke Ass Stuarts lists just about every decent dive bar in the metro area, while the zinester’s guide encourages people

Sometimes you’ll look at a celebrity and know immediately what it’s like to hang out with them. Brad Pitt, for example, is clearly smug and pretentious, especially when he’s stoned. I imagine Al Pacino to be kind of jumpy and paranoid, Guy Fieri to be steeped in a rendered glaze

A couple weeks ago I had an amazing experience — I got to go to a Sufjan Stevens show at The Paramount Theatre in Oakland.  While I wish he would have played, say, at the Fox due to his new album’s funky, dance-y nature and the Fox’s spacious general admission area,