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Holy Week is upon us queers! In addition to the juggernaut of over-priced parties and cover charges that will greet thee at every turn, there are the occasional events that will provide you with more than a diabolical hangover and shredded wallet. Each year, the city’s own voice of the proletariat, the

Jessica and Heidi’s respective pre-college and post-college guides got me thinkin’ about the time I made one of the biggest transitions in my life: moving from Southern California to New York. In between that time, I studied abroad in Italy, which was actually sort of a nice way to get

Ever wonder what kind of nonsense is in my books? Now you can finally know. Here are a few excerpts from Broke-Ass Stuart’s Guide to Living Cheaply in San Francisco and New York.  To order, click the order link! Book Excerpts Buy Online Book Excerpts Buy Online 

Sing for Hope, an organization dedicated to making sure art is available to everyone in New York City, is bringing the beats to the streets once again this year with Pop-Up Pianos. For two weeks, 88 public pianos throughout all boroughs will give New Yorkers a chance to see if

It seems to me that the more of an overactive imagination you had as a child, sometimes the more that sort of thing can carry over into adulthood, and subsequently, other aspects of your life– like dating. After reading this hysterical thing about over-analyzing texts on The Hairpin, it really

Boiler Room, disco ball of my night, fire of my liver. My Sin, my soul. Boi-ler Rooooom: the way the lips slightly part as the last syllable escapes the mouth and puckers as the “m” oozes from the back of the throat. Boi. Ler. Rooooom. This is one of my

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. Wanna be a Broke-Ass of the Week?  Holler at us here and we’ll send you the questionnaire. Our featured broke-ass this

Even Einstein was a self-professed “lone traveler”. You’re in a strange town or city all by yourself. Maybe you’re “on business” (Doesn’t that sound douchey?) or attending a mandatory family reunion. Either way, chances are your Holiday Inn room smells like human piss, and you may or may not have