Well guys, if your week has been anything like mine, the idea of laughing a lot at something that isn’t the carnival of your own misery is pretty damn appealing on this particular Friday.  Luckily, Pat Stango and Blaine Perry have the perfect Band-Aid for that gaping wound of discontent

Remember when rotisserie chicken became a huge suburban food fad? Everybody from Kroger to Wal-Mart to Costco was slinging pre-cooked rotisserie chickens that your Dad would pick up right after he finished loading the cart with 100 pound bags of lawn fertilizer and dog food, while you were off trying

In case you missed Kick-Ass the first time around (I did!) and you’re too eager to wait for it to hit Netflix, then you’ll have a chance to catch it in a (somewhat) proper theater for FREE tomorrow night, Thursday May 20th. The friendly people at SF in SF are

Just when I thought people had run out of new interpretations for Shakespeare, other than setting his plays in high school starring various young starlets and heartthrobs, The Sonnnet Repertory Theatre proves me wrong. Their current production of Richard II involves actors swinging around on the trapeze. It’s like seeing

Yep, it sounds too good to be true. But it ain’t. Bailout Theater – which will feature the comedic stylings of Isaac Oliver and friends, a “Deliverance”-esque banjo performance by the talented Alex Mallett, and a verifiable smorgasbord of local delicacies (as well as questionable dishes brought to you by

Navigating a relationship with your landlord can be tricky. Unfortunately there are plenty of slumlords out there and many tenants do not know their rights. I learned a lot about tenant rights after I had a crazy landlord in college. He called from Brazil and asked me to wire him the rent a week early. I told him to shove it.

I consider myself a pseudo-scientist.  I watch a lot of science shows on TV.  Once upon a time I got a ‘˜five’ on my Biology Advanced Placement test.  I even got a scholarship in biology for college.  Alas, I was making more jokes in lab than getting experiments done and

I went to see Charlotte Gainsbourg at the Palace of Fine Arts a few weeks ago and it was the worst thing I’ve ever laid eyes or ears upon. She stood awkwardly with her hands in her pockets, read all her lyrics (honestly, what’s harder to memorize: monologues that you