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Broke-Ass Haiku: FREE Bread Baskets

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photo stolen from FeastingInPhoenix.com

photo stolen from FeastingInPhoenix.com

So we at Broke Ass HQ, like many of you, often spend time shooting the shit and coming up with new ideas to make you laugh, cry, save money and live your life. The haiku, a Japanese form of poetry, is a beautiful and simplistic way to show your affection [try it on your girlfriend sometime when you can’t afford dinner] or contempt for something in a succinct and perfect pattern. Three lines, 17 syllables and a whole lot of potential, the haiku is gaining momentum.  Consider it old school twitter (speaking of which, add us here).

FREE bread baskets at restaurants are amazing, what more can I say?  I mean really, how many times have you gone into a restaurant and ordered some tiny, cheap thing, and then just filled  up on the FREE bread?  It’s practically a vocation for some of us.

Ode to FREE Bread Baskets:

The only thing that
Tastes so good at the table
Cause all bites are free.

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Monica Miller - The Intern

Monica Miller - The Intern

Ms. Miller was born in San Diego, CA to one lesbian mother and one
righteous, cheap father. Currently, she is enrolled at San Francisco
State University for a B.A. in Journalism and the approximate
completion date is around 2015. She has worked for many papers in the
Bay Area, including the Oakland Tribune and the San Mateo Country
Times and is currently the city editor at one of the most
underappreciated publications in SF, the Golden Gate [X]press. Though
she may find bargains aplenty, it only stems from the necessity of
never landing an actual job and working for hacks [like Stuart.] With
intelligence, style, poise, bite, and honesty, she will rip your heart
out; but not before writing some awesome, poignant shit. This year,
she is looking forward to bigger and better things such as: trying to
get paid for a gig, actually finding a date that isn't a loser or
fucking crazy, not calling her parents when hungover and bringing you
the best of the 7x7 everyday of the week. [By the way, I wasn't
kidding about the date thing; if you love food, booze and shoegaze,
get at me.]