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.

Elaine Li is probably the only gal this side of the East River who can make you a wedding cake, blow you a glass chandelier for your reception hall, and even toss in some high end jewelry for the bridesmaids. Oh and she also makes Bushwick’s favorite cupcakes at her

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.

Sometimes I have trouble finding suitable events to write about, mostly because the lines I get from friends all tend to be so horribly pretentious that I would feel better selling you volcano insurance than peddling free invites to some “Night of Hip Modern Literature Wherein Gender Roles are Deconstructed

This Thursday (that’s tomorrow, in case you were wondering), local instigator Mina Karimi curates a very special art experiment at Bushwick’s very own Secret Project Robot. The show, called Dead Dudes Done Right, has both visual and musical artists presenting various idiosyncratic takes on – you guessed it – dead

I write to you, dear reader, from Fremont Street in Las Vegas, Nevada. Here at my hotel – the Golden Gate Hotel and Casino – I wait out the extreme midday heat, letting my somewhat brackish lunch digest. The room is decent; the bathroom is functional. Smoking is allowed so

Yesterday, I quite literally had nothing to do except stare at my most recent bank statement wondering if somewhere in the Charles Schwab building there is a little room, marked with my name, with three pennies lying on the floor. My only alternative was trolling political forums about the healthcare