How to Ride an Escalator
Stand right, walk left, and other things that should not need explaining. An illustrated public service announcement....
Stand right, walk left, and other things that should not need explaining. An illustrated public service announcement....
By the time my decades-long chemical spree had ended, I had published a memoir about my exploits that a sober friend called a “drunkalogue” — a reference to AA disclosures that painstakingly detail every gutter puked in, stranger punched and bedsheet peed upon....
By Michelle Tea....
In San Francisco there are two kinds of male/female pairings. One is the heterosexual coupling. The second is the GBF/straight girl duo. GBF: Gay Best Friend....
Is your apartment “historically charming” — as in it’s too old to have proper soundproofing? Is your residential building incredibly close to the ones next to it? The answer to both questions is yes because you live in San Francisco....
When you work in an open office, it’s hard not to get all up in your coworkers’ business....
Living across the street from one of the best butcher shops in the city comes at a price....
After four years of living in shared apartments across San Francisco, my girlfriend and I decided that the time had come to get our own place....
“Reading is for dorks,” the bouncer tells me as a group of 20-somethings approaches the bar....
I don’t remember when I first saw them, but I knew they were meant for me. Vintage sunglasses that looked like they’d been carved out of a dark, tropical wood and worn down to a dull shine by some starlet with a wool bathing suit and too many teeth....
By Angela May Chen....
I love the San Francisco Giants. Some of the best memories of my life involve them, from going to games at the ‘Stick with my family when I was a kid to the 2010 season when I found out how much they bring us all together in this town....