You See Sushi   Living in S.F, you’re afforded many opportunities to sweat your balls; Russian Hill, Nob Hill, Diamond Heights, Twin Peaks; bike or run up any of these rises and, if you’re not in good enough shape, you’ll find the

Well, the first Freaky-Deaky Friday at The Showdown came and went, and let me tell you…it was awesome! The next one is on Friday April 26th. I have a feeling that after looking at these pics you’re not gonna miss it! I’ve posted some choice pictures below but go here to see

Ain’t nothing better than getting completely hammered on St. Patrick’s Day. But why wait until Sunday when you can start drinking tonight? Ladies and leprechauns, I introduce you to the official Williamsburg bar crawl for St. Paddy’s Day: Green Kegs & Hammered. You get three options, folks. So read carefully.

My life mantra has become “Let’s get weird”. In fact, I’m pretty sure that’s what I want it to say on my tombstone. So I’ve decided to throw a monthly party in celebration of getting weird. It’s called Freaky-Deaky Fridays. And… It’s a Costume Box Dance Party! and it happens

I figure it’s been awhile since I did a giveaway for what a few drunk bums in the public library consider the best book of all time, Young, Broke & Beautiful: Broke-Ass Stuart’s Guide to Living Cheaply. But since I’ve now found the rad new giveaway platform PromoSimple I figured it

As you probably know, I’m a huge history nerd and major SF fanboy, so the opportunity to fuse these two loves is awesome. On March 14th I’ll be speaking about some of SF’s most notorious and nefarious characters from her strange and storied history. The event is called Hooch, Harlots,

Ugh, rich people. They’re always making us regular Joes feel so goddamn… poor. They drive around in their fancy-schmancy white stretch limos, eating caviar and endangered, baby mammals with their pinky sticking out, all while perpetually drowning in a sea of diamonds and mink stoles (paws still attached, of course).

  Why you wasting time outside? Get it! Well, it’s been a long haul and one that often did not look promising, but a city tradition has returned. The Eagle is back, and with it the Sunday beer bust. Although it was always year round, the beer bust returning at the