How to Do Pride Right
As a brunette who is gently transitioning out of his twinkie days (rest in peace, highlights), I no longer find myself in the position of the wide-eyed Pride newbie....
The CastroA collection of 20 posts
Hanging Out with SF’s Naked Guys
While walking through the Castro, I spy two naked men outside of Peet’s on Market Street....
Out of the Closet
You might expect the city’s new GLBT History Museum to be little more than a pep rally for the gay community’s current political concerns: marriage and the military....
A Cut Above
No, not because I don’t like it, but because what other reason would I have to drop into one of San Francisco’s constellation of wondrous barbershops?...
Oyster Shooter
Every time I open an oyster I feel like an otter smacking an abalone against its rigid chest....
Reel Food
I’ve been sneaking candy, soda, and takeout into movie theaters since I was a kid....
Fungus Amongus
Mycological Society of San Francisco member Curt Haney warned, pointing at the grass — without looking himself — where a still-fresh dog turd lay in waiting....
Time Warp
I’ve long been convinced that if only I had been a decade older and could have, dosed up on acid and ecstasy and dolled up in club kid attire, danced till dawn to Deee-lite at one of the many parties that dotted this city in the pre-dot com era, I could have died a happy man....