Who doesn’t love the few occasions where you’re allowed to chuck stuff at other people. Since the (gasp) spring-like weather destroyed the chance of snowball fights, it’s time to move on to another sport. Dodgeball anyone? On Tuesday and Wednesday nights, there’s a pick up dodgeball game in a gym

Well, OK, maybe “cult” is a bit of a strong term for what I really mean.  But seriously, the slope is quite the slippery one from Tony Robbins to Jonestown. Barbara Ehrenreich recently tackled the subject in Bright-Sided: How The Relentless Promotion of Positive Thinking Has Undermined America.  Here’s what

Award shows can be a very laboring affair to watch. The Emmys are pretty meh, the MTV awards are a fucking joke but sometimes people show up wearing pasties, and the Grammy’s are just another opportunity for my ears to be assaulted by the Black Eyed Peas. But everyone always

The only time I’ve ever attempted to make a film/movie/moving picture, was my senior year of college, shooting a fake condom commercial for a group project (best class EVER). I spent four hours editing a bunch of overexposed footage and teaching myself how to use iMovie, the whole time cursing

I decided to take a theatre workshop a couple of weeks ago which required that I go to upstate New York for four days and three nights.  It just so happened that when we pulled in to where we would be staying and workshopping, my colleagues and I realized that

I fucking love San Francisco.  I think it’s impossible to have a bad day in this city.  Sometimes, though, I need to get out for a little R&R.  What I would really like to do on these days is go home and have my mom cook for me while I

A few weekends ago, I briefly forgot what vegetables were. My bf and I trekked up to Rochester to visit some friends. Sure, they took us to a public market with stands full of fresh tomatoes, spinach, peppers, apples, etc, but that didn’t match our “when in Rome” philosophy of

Um.  There will be beef jerky here. If, for some inconceivable reason, you need more convincing than that to go to the third installment of the SF Underground Farmers Market on Saturday night, how ’bout I  add pulled pork, fried chicken and andouille sausage gumbo, foccacia, homemade fresh ginger beer, Hawaiian baked