I know this may be beyond the BM "It's all good" pale, but my sense is that you appear to be an excellent candidate for unassisted suicide: 1. Your options are limited, with each option sucking to great degree; 2. You are caught in an endless loop of self-recrimination and doubt; 3. Your personality...

Maybe think this thing out before tossing it out as another poll. There's more to consider in such a suggestion than is currently available insofar as planning and such things. Also wondering how good your idea would sound if, for some reason, a last minute glitch in your plans screwed things up so...

Here is an idea whose time may have come: In order to attend BM, you have to be on the BRC property by Monday at midnight. Yeah, I know this sucks for lots of folks with jobs (including me, a lawyer), but it is inarguable that spending more time in BRC leads to better socialization and a tighter com...

Terribly sorry to hear of your negative interpersonal experience; the stilted guy was a straight-up cockface. That said, I have to disagree with the subject line of your original posting. In fact, I suspect the lack of competitive artistic spirit, found predominantly in the San Francisco crowd, is w...

Why the complaints? I had an awesome time! The DJ's were fun, the serving boys were great, and the drinks flowed free! A couple of men began to encroach, and I politely put them in line. If you exersize your girrrrl power, and tell a man to behave, 9 times out of 10, he'll recognize your power, and...

I arrived near the end of the Critical Tits party and was locking up my bike when I watched a guy spin out of the party and deliberately knock over a scooter. I then watched him bounce in and out of the party three more times and either knock bikes over or stumble aggressively up to someone walking ...

If you were lucky enough to be grabbed off the street and handed an ice-cold homemade beer by Hyper, you know what I am talking about. These kids gave of themselves at every possible chance and made everyone around them feel comfortable and accepted--and their enthusiasm was infectious. Lord, I have...