I Was a Nob Hill Jizzmopper
The first time I ever heard about the Nob Hill Adult Theatre was in July 2006. I was 24. It had been a month since I’d accepted a meager payout to leave my first post-college San Francisco job as a… Continue Reading
The first time I ever heard about the Nob Hill Adult Theatre was in July 2006. I was 24. It had been a month since I’d accepted a meager payout to leave my first post-college San Francisco job as a… Continue Reading
This post originally appeared on The Sassmouth Chronicles on October 17, 2008. Comic essayist extraordinaire and NPR mainstay Sarah Vowell has a new book out, called The Wordy Shipmates. According to the jacket, it is “an exploration of the Puritans and their journey to America… Continue Reading
Last night, I enjoyed the distinct pleasure of watching one of my all-time favorite films, Woody Allen’s Bullets Over Broadway, at the spectacular Castro Theatre. I had never seen it on the big screen before, since it was originally released in 1994. At… Continue Reading
Sociologists should really spend more time studying movie theater behavior; because really, I can’t think of a place where people’s social differences are more apparent. People are always talking about high school being the perfect crucible-style microcosm of society at… Continue Reading
I’m a big fan of what I like to call “hobo moments.” They’re those little occasions on which all people’s little pretenses fall away, and what’s left is our core essence and truest self: a crazy homeless person.
And no, I’m not just talking about the impressively hung Felicity Huffman in Transamerica. I came across a very disturbing post on Towleroad today. Titled “James Franco on Sean Penn’s Penis Envy in Milk,” the article described Franco’s appearance on Jimmy Kimmel Live last night. While he was booked to discuss Pineapple Express,… Continue Reading
Today is a truly beautiful day. It is the first Tuesday of the month. And to me, that means only one thing: it’s BOGO day!!! Allow me to explain. A few blocks down the street from my office, there is a little… Continue Reading
There’s just something about Tyra. She has the uncanny ability to simultaneously bring out the worst and gayest in people – which is sometimes one and the same. Remember that bitch who got stabbed because she was being too loud during… Continue Reading
It happened. It all began Tuesday morning with my weekly email from SF Station, to which I’ll now be forever indebted. While their emails usually “alert” me to concerts I already know about and lame club nights I’d never attend, this one… Continue Reading
On Tuesday night, Eric and I joined a horde of zealous screeching gays at the AMC Van Ness to attend an Entertainment Weekly-sponsored screening of the HBO Films presentation of Grey Gardens. I know I don’t really need to recommend it to any of… Continue Reading