I’m fairly certain I’ve mentioned this before but, I can’t cook. I’m crafty and resourceful and a damn good baker and all, but I am basically useless when it comes to preparing actual meals. Were it not for a string of roommates who were both generous and more culinarily-minded than

I seem to have careers on the brain lately. I’ve applied for a lot of jobs and I’ve also hired a lot of people in my life, so I know all the bullshit that happens. The job search is a game, but unfortunately, we all need to play. The thing

Every broke-ass worth his or her salt has thrown at least a few parties assisted by the ubiquitous beverage holder of choice: the Solo cup. Found at bashes, crashes, shindigs, festivals, hoedowns, beach bonfires, college parties, picnics, Dolores Park… those little red and white buggers get around. After all what

Despite being born into a family of artists, I have… let’s call it limited artistic talent. However, that doesn’t mean I don’t have any artistic ability, it just means I’m more crafty than classically trained. Case in point: there are plenty of art-inspired DIY projects that don’t require an understanding

Forget humans– love a tree this Valentine’s Day!  Unlike your slowly decaying relationship with your significant other, trees grow stronger over time, and provide tons of beauty and happiness in your life.  As part of the MillionTreesNYC project, you can now “adopt” a tree in New York City.  What does

Cooking’s biggest enemies are motivation and patience. The idea of making something from scratch is always nice, but the execution? Before you’ve finished your mental list of the ingredients you need to grab from the store, you’ve probably found yourself sitting at a restaurant instead. Now, imagine being the kind

One of my favorite things to do is find crafts for the items I see left on the curbs regularly – like any metropolis, San Francisco has got a great street corner economy going: everything from clothing to furniture can get set at the end of the street (or near

Huevos Rancheros. In restaurants, it’s the brunch dish I have yet to pronounce with obvious hesitation. At home, it’s a way for me to eat nachos for breakfast without feeling like some kind of man child. But in both instances, it’s always one of the best decisions I’ve made all