Originally posted at SFCritic After the debauchery of D.C., I jumped on an Amtrak through the Chesapeake Bay of Maryland, the dense suburbia of Delaware and up through New Jersey (where my favorite Housewives live) into New York City. I met a good friend at Penn Station, where he took me back into the Subway…
Originally posted at The SFCritic A couple weeks before I left on my cross-country trip I gave a friend in Washington D.C. a call. Although he has been unreliable in the past, he was always a fun guy to hang out with in San Francisco and he had offered to show me around if I…
Originally posted at The SFCritc Kentucky is the source of 96% of the world’s bourbon, the bougiest sport of all—thoroughbred horse racing (which I also heard referred to by an Indiana Hoosier as Medieval Nascar), and one of the coolest cities in the country: Louisville. Louisville has a thriving music scene, a notable absence of…
By Angela Bacca with Whitney Priebe Welcome to St. Louis, Missouri; the launching pad for the Lewis and Clark expedition which led to the “settling” the West (by throwing smallpox infested blankets at natives and then penning up the survivors on reservations), home of Rush Limbaugh and Tea Party Ground Zero, the true…
Originally posted at SFCritic After years of slinging drinks (and probably drinking more than I ‘slang’), then working in publishing and journalism (almost always about marijuana… I am the expert on getting drunk and high), I decided I could never work for anyone else, EVER AGAIN. I fell into some time and money (which are…
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