The monster that brought my death came from behind. I had made a crucial mistake: I stopped paying attention while staring at the dictionary in my hands, trying to understand what the cover had to do with two pictures on the wall....
Someone in Berkeley — of course — is selling a family of anatomically correct dolls (with carrying case!) for $200....
San Francisco isn’t as weird as it used to be. Artsy types are feeling it acutely....
Saturday is the 11th Annual World Naked Bike Ride, an event that brings together cyclists, environmental activists, and exhibitionists for a ride in the buff....
I was at the Walt Disney Family Museum in the Presidio when I saw her. According to the staff, the woman was a regular who made costumes for many of the events: Mary Poppins....
One chilly San Francisco evening, a friend invited me to dinner at Fisherman’s Wharf....
It was a time when riding single-speed bicycles was the cat’s meow, and tiny economical residences were trending and hip....
After the Supreme Court’s Prop. 8 ruling came down in June, LGBT people in San Francisco were able to get married — for the third time....
Whenever I see a building with a 666 address I think, “Whoa!” Then I wonder, “Do the people who live/work there like or hate that their address is the number of the beast?” In honor of Halloween, I decided to Google-map a few streets in SF, hoping to come up with an awesome collection of them....
It turns out the Radical Faeries are more than just a handful of beautiful weirdos living in San Francisco. They’re a part of a politically radical movement of gay men who’ve been around since the 1970s, and include millions of members around the world....
While walking through the Castro, I spy two naked men outside of Peet’s on Market Street....
A few months after I moved here, a friend and I were struggling to get a massive dresser up Page Street when a beat-up Corolla sputtered to a stop next to us....
