There was a time when things got hard. In the span of 3 months, I dropped my phone in the toilet at a Thai restaurant, brought it back to life with a bowl of rice, quit my job… and soon after had my phone shut off. Apparently I didn’t pay

You might think that growing up is all about talking stock of your desires, the realities you face, and the choices you need to make in order to live a self-sufficient, respectable existence. That’s why – if you’re like many young broke people (i.e. every inhabitant of North Brooklyn) –

The best things in life are free? Hardly. What have you got on that list: happiness, compassion, the love of J-Lo? Puh-leeze. Even friendship costs money, as in my friends like to go out and do things that require cash. Sure they love me no matter how much of a

I think I’m slowly dying. I’m serious. About four weeks ago I took on this new full-time gig. I figured it would help me attain some sort of livelihood in the future, or at the very least, put a couple of dollars in my pocket for the next few months.

The holidays are a time where people congregate to their hometowns, reminisce of days past and look for a cozy alternative to an electric blanket (or is that just me?). Feelings of romance resurface and we’re faced with the big decision: to backslide or not to backslide? In case you’re

If you’re like most inhabitants of the Big Apple, you’re originally from somewhere else. For many, that “somewhere else” entails humidity levels that can alter hair to unrecognizable levels of poufdom and/or winters that don’t start until early November. This thin-skinned North Carolinian learned the hard way that you can’t

One of the hardest things I’ve had to do with this move to Brooklyn from Virginia is change my allegiance to all my local shops; coffee, comics, pizza, pub, etc. I got really spoiled in my old neighborhood with having all of these pretty much on the same block and not having