I write about Williamsburg a lot and that’s because I live here. I’m coming up on my one-year anniversary, in fact. But I’ll admit it. I was kind of hatin’ on my own neighborhood for a while. When you’re not snobby about music and could care less about owning a

What exactly is the correlation between being broke and being obsessed with/nostalgic for/stuck in the ’80s? I know it’s not just me. Go to any hipster neighborhood (Williamsburg, etc.), try to picture everyone without their iPhones, and voila, you could very well be in 1984. Is it because hipsters are

The sentiment known as “love/hate” is one of the most ubiquitous yet enigmatic phenomenons in the human experience. I am certainly no stranger to its insidious, backhanded ways. Raw onions, ex-lovers, the mélange of scents permeating the city on a hot day, Peter Gabriel… you get the idea. For broke-ass

Picture this: it’s Saturday night, and you’re going to a house party because once again, it’s all you can afford to do. You can’t show up empty handed because – what are you – some kind of asshole?!? You stop by the bodega closest to the host’s house and if

  If you’re looking for a dark, divey, corner bar in the Outer Mission – pop into Pop’s Bar on 24th and Bryant. This small bar is a great place to grab some stiff cocktails or shitty beer and shot combo specials. A red strip and a shot of tequila

Nerd-o-rama-ding-dong… What is it that makes nerds so goddamn cool these days?  I feel like everywhere I go I’m surrounded by high-wasted pants, suspenders and (of course) those non-prescription, Clark Kent glasses. I swear I saw a guy dressed just like Steve Urkel last weekend – and girls were flocking