photo courtesy of the fine people over at Midtown Lunch This is what I’m fucking talking about!  The Overlook up the street wanted $4 for a PBR and here you can get a 22oz. glass of Sam Adams for $4.  Shame on you Overlook, shame, shame (yes I’m wagging my

The Castro is known for many things. Referred to as ‘œAmerica’s anus’ by Dave Chappelle, it’s a cozy little spot where you can pretty much get away with whatever you want. With all of the bright lights, countless bars and fairies skipping around the streets, I like to think of

Fact #1: Over 42% of homeless children are under the age of five. Fact #2: Women over 25 earn on average 79.4% of the salary paid to men over 25. Fact #3: Regardless of the proven benefits, nearly 25% of Americans are skipping breakfast. These figures are horrifying. I suggest

Well not really.  The Geishas will be emerging tonight at Grasslands, and the party for the Gowanus tomorrow is costume optional (though I think there is a Depression Era theme’).  The words both started with G, I was hoping they’d draw you to read this post.  Guess it worked. GEISHA

Not everybody does “costumes.” They smack of  frat parties and drama kids that never grow up. Plus you run the risk of looking like an ass if you go anywhere after the party.  But add to the mix fancy french cocktails, free food and a gramophone and you got yourself

Thanks to Riley at the Guardian for this last minute info! Join this little mixer at Isotope to meet your favourite ladies of the rink who put their blood, sweat and tears into every derby.  Throw a few back and sign up for an advance screening of the new Ellen

Normally, bartenders get pissed when people pay for drinks with fists full of change. Sure, you can buy booze with the change festering at the bottom of your bag. It just usually involves plunking down a stack of nickels and dimes in the Plexiglas window at a bodega. Sitting on

Heralding the New Belgium Tour de Fat, the perennial fun-pushers at the San Francisco Bay Guardian have orchestrated one of their delightful hellraisers at the Gestalt Haus this afternoon for all you chrome and rubber enthusiasts. With slashed prices on all sorts of sudsy refreshment the happy hour promises to be a real corker.