20 results for 'travelingseth'
“It’s a $15-20 suggested donation”, says the hot dominatrix working the door.What?!!I’m at Anon Salon, a generally very cool underground bar/art space in SOMA. I’d been there several times before. Never paid a cover. There’s no band tonight. No theater or other expensive art to justify it. Their cash bar charges standard SF drink prices (think $6 Smirinoff cocktails). They’re making plenty of money. Adding to the cover’s absurdity, it’s a “Burning Man” event. Burning Man being the truly magical place I went for the first... (more)
Hey Broo. So I was on Digg.com the other day, and who do I see on the oh-so-important Digg homepage? DigiDave, aka Broo’s San Francisco editor. He was promoting his new journalism startup nonprofit, Spot.us; the most brilliant freaking idea I’ve seen in a long time.Basically, it’s micro-lending applied to investigative journalism. People go to the site, browse pitches, and “micro-fund” (donate whatever amount they want), to fund articles they want written; typically on an issue your failing local paper can no longer afford to cover. If the story gets funded, spot.us tries to sell the... (more)
“Would he fit in the Focus?” I wondered. At 6’2, 295 lbs, our friend was in for a squeeze. I also had to wonder, “What’s the worst that could happen? Severe beating? Could I take a severe beating?” I’m driving, alone, into the Tenderloin—San Francisco’s most ghetto neighborhood—to meet Redogo…the sole respondent to our Craigslist ad for a fat friend.We (my friend Matt and I) weren’t trying to be mean. I’ll admit, the kick was in the wrongness. But we were also sincere. Figured anyone who’d answer an ad like that might just be awesome. I gave Redogo a call. “Hey man, on my way,” I informed him,... (more)
One of the best things about Broowaha—aside from it giving you more hits than your blog—is that it’s got enough clout to get you on Google. And make it to the top of a somewhat common search, and interesting things can happen. My last article, The Unspoken Rules Of Group Conversation: Learn Them Or Bore, was a fun example.While checking hits on the article, I noticed it’d been linked (my favorite Broo feature). The link turned out to be from a NYC Craigslist post. Wha? The post turned out to be from ‘The Brooklyn Conversational Soiree’, a group trying to organize in-person group conversations... (more)
I do love good group conversation. Done right, it’s way more entertaining than TV. Not to mention the social benefits. But sadly, it’s a dying art. These days people are so busy IMing or watching TV, or whatever, that throw them in a face to face conversation, and they have no clue. Either they sit there like a deer in headlights. Or they contribute, but continually break the flow with off-mark comments. So, as a service to group conversations everywhere, I thought I’d share a few unspoken rules-of-thumb I’ve observed over the years.
1. Obey the flow: It’s important to realize... (more)
I sit down behind this guy in the coffee shop yesterday, and what do I glance over his shoulder? Are you really being this blatant? I had no choice but to watch. Apparently he was on some kind of porn gathering mission, surfing from site to site at breakneck speed and downloading everything in sight. He was quite indiscriminant. Mother daughter sites, hardcore teens, golden showers, grandma’s gone wild. This guy was into EVERYTHING. I had to take a ‘screen shot’.Phone hovering tentatively over his shoulder, I’d wait for something good to come up and snap a pic. But he... (more)
Finding the one is difficult. Ok impossible. But I always operated on the following commonly held assumption: that if you found Mr or Mrs right-enough, it was only a matter of time. Happiness and rainbows for all. But lately, this assumption is taking fire from an unexpected source. My trusty focus group of single female friends is indicating that a surprisingly large number of them are earnestly looking, but too stuck on an ex (often an ancient one) to be truly single. Their bodies and minds may be single, but their heart is still taken.
Making matters worse, the ex gets idealized... (more)
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Crisis is everywhere. Panic! It’s the next Great Depression! Banks are failing! Gas prices are soaring! It’s the end of the American Dream! In short, we’re fucked. But I can’t help wonder. Is it all for the best?
If it wasn’t for the current crisis, would the media be full of stories on how to get out of debt and live within your means? No. Would every major corporation in America be trying to out green each other? Ha! Would there be renewed interest in alternative energy and transportation? No. Would Obama be leading in the polls?
While I’d like to think of Americans... (more)
Walking down Valencia St, I ran into one of the researchers running the drug study I’d just participated in. The study was on Salvia, a legal hallucinogen that’s grown a little too popular for middle America’s comfort of late. “Dr Mendelson (guy behind the study) was just quoted in the NY Times!”, she said. “They ran a story on Salvia and it’s the number two most emailed story!” Now this I had to read. Over the course of my dosing sessions I’d learned a lot about the drug from the researchers monitoring me,... (more)
“I’m sorry sir, the card is declined”, said the middle aged Arab looking man with a twinkle in his eye I didn’t quite appreciate. I was at Thanasi’s, my former favorite liquor store, trying to put a $20 bottle of vodka on my credit card. I knew it wasn’t overdrawn because I’d happened to check the balance that morning. “There should be plenty on that card….”, I said. He ran the card again. “Still declined. We have an ATM right there”, he said, pointing to a machine that will mug me for $2.50, in addition to the $2 Bank of America will charge me. He was still staring at me with that damn twinkle... (more)