Part of this appeared in my Broke-Ass City column last year. I’ve changed a little and updated some things. It’s been a couple really hard years. We’ve seen a man who represents all that is wrong with humanity take over as President of the United States. We’ve seen his administration

Bold statement, right? Don’t worry. You aren’t reading click-bait. Having written a tell-all detailing some of those lovely, torrid and beautiful times – the innermost part of me wanted to reach out to others to simply explain the one thing you need in any relationship, and why it is so

You met someone cute! And funny! And super open minded! But before you let yourself get attached you know you have to tell them that sometimes you have sex with other people, for money. Or maybe you don’t. Sex workers have been keeping these kinds of secrets for eons. It was easier

This originally appeared in my Broke-Ass City column for the San Francisco Examiner  Is it enough to love the way the fog tiptoes through the trees in the Presidio? Can the 47 hills that undulate across The City keep you satiated? Will the skyline that nearly scratches heaven be able

Bay Area goldsmiths and jewelry designers out to make the planet a better place.

What’s loving someone with cancer like? It sucks. It totally sucks, but you need to man (or woman) the fuck up because it sucks way worse for them. Nobody wants, or asks, for cancer to be in their lives and that’s the one thing you need to realize if you end

Fog City Summer Part 2 a San Francisco Romance Excerpt from a Novel by Genie Cartier Read Part 1  Last time: Sparks fly when Djuna and Julian meet in a San Francisco café. Later, a chance encounter in the arboretum coincides with an earthquake and blackout, forcing Djuna to spend the

 “Only I could get stood up by a man who has eight cats. Yep. Eight.” My hilarious dating life has been the subject of not only one insane book Hope You Have An Amazing Birthday…And Get Raped By A Bear, but also a dating column, two very sassy blogs, and loads