Broke-Ass of the Week – Writer Anna Pulley
Every week we feature a different person from the community shedding a little light on their life of brokeitude. Who knows, maybe you’ll learn something about the human spirit — probably not.
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Anna is one of my favorite new friends. Not only is she a talented and snarky writer (as evidenced below) she’s got just as twisted a sense of humor as I do. She also knows some important shit. Anna answers tech questions for SF Weekly and she’s a sex columnist multiple publications. Plus the girl is fun to drink with. Not long ago Anna, myself and two Broke-Ass of the Week alums Jolie O’Dell and Dena Stern, wandered away from an SF Weekly party and found ourselves playing charades at the Palace Hotel. Good times indeed! Make sure to check out Anna’s stuff at her website. And otherwise read below. It’s really funny.
Name: Anna Pulley
What neighborhood do you live in?: Bernal Heights, land of discarded bras.
What are you listening to these days?: Sleigh Bells, Eliza Rickman, and far more Glee than is ironically acceptable.
Best money saving tip: Trim your own bangs.
What do you refuse to spend money on?: Healthcare, apparently. Will you help me find my eye?
Most expensive thing you’ve ever bought: A trip to Greece.
How’d that feel?: Well, I could only afford the trip after getting hit by a car on my bike and winning a settlement. It felt fantastic once I could walk again.
Favorite cheap eat: Totinos party pizzas. Oh, or the Thursday/Friday $5 lunch buffet at Gold Club. And by “buffet” I actually mean food. But there are also strippers.
Favorite dive bar: Sutter Station, aka Sutter Gutter. I don’t know if it’s a dive bar, per se, but almost every time I go in there’s a brawl. Also, free pizza on Fridays at happy hour! Not necessarily in that order.
Best deal you’ve ever gotten: Not gonna lie, Martha Stewart was sending me free magazines for a year and I loved the shit out of that.
Favorite free thing to do: Go on long, meandering city walks. There are so many untapped pockets of awesome to explore. For instance, I just discovered Glen Canyon Park. It’s DIVINE. It’s like a forest in the city.
If you woke up a millionaire, what’s the first thing you’d buy?: A Jonas brother. Just kidding. I’d buy my parents a house, and my dad a car that’s less than 48 years old. I’d give a good chunk of money to Planned Parenthood. I’d sponsor artists like they did in olden days. We should bring back benefactors. If we need a trade-off, we can export all the Sugar Daddies. I realize that’s way more than one thing, but I’m rich now so I don’t have to follow rules.
Despite not having money, do you still love your life?: Most days. Sometimes it’s exhausting, but other times I’ll read a fancy restaurant review that mentions “lobster agnolotti with carrot air bubbles” and be glad that at least I’m not that asshole.
Do you own my book?: No, but I’ll write you a limerick if you give me a copy. Actually, I’ll write you a limerick anyway.
There once was a fella named Stu.
He may have been broke, but not blue.
I’m sure his book’s great,
And cheap travel awaits,
But I spent all my dough on tattoos.
Best hangover cure: Watery eggs and vodka. Did I just make you throw up? You’re welcome.
Are you a hipster?: Probably. I can definitely get in the door with these hot-for-teacher glasses and my Delta Delta Burke faux-sorority shirt. My mustache needs work, however.