There’s a ton of “First Saturday” shit happening tomorrow, and while it’s all well and good to stand around in a museum listening to world music and drinking watered-down keg beer, why not do what you REALLY wanna do: get stupid drunk and dance with your friends? Catch the Soul

I don’t know about any of y’all but Scott Baio has never been particularly special in my book.  In a recent wine-fueled conversation with some lady friends I was horrified to learn that some people who I consider close good friends would rather have had sex with young Scott Baio

Step into a world of adventure with the San Francisco Beer Passport. There’s no better way to explore San Francisco than to literally drink it in. This passport is amazing! Each one contains 27 coupons to buy one beer, get a second beer FREE at 27 of the finest locally

Some of you peeplez out there in the Internet-ether may know that for a good long while I had quit dairy. The reasons why aren’t important because they’re boring to explain even for someone who loves to talk about themselves as much as I do. But I did quit. Cold

We here at Broke-Ass Stuart remembe when there was an entire network devoted to playing awesome new music videos. Men named Pinfield and women named Idalis would introduce block after block of original music videos from various genres interspersed with super fucking edgy interviews with musicians and video directors, which

Guys its once again time for this blogs very favorite regularly occurring comedy show. We love it for a lot of reasons and it’s the only thing that can drag us into the smoky recesses of that hookah place on 1st avenue. This week, sweetening the already-pretty-sweet pot is Matt

It’s no secret to anyone who knows me: I love Queen Latifah.  (See last week’s post, doye.) Not in the sick, sordid sexual way that I love Natasha Khan, but in the sweet tender, pal-like way that you love your favorite college professor or your friend’s mom.  I even started

When you’re newly single, have witnessed not one but two hobo-jack-offs within 4 hours, just got an awesome haircut and are meeting up with your best friend after a mutually miserable day at work, you just want to fucking chill and relax. Such was my story this very evening when,

We here at Broke-Ass Stuart remember when there was an entire network devoted to playing awesome new music videos. Men named Pinfield and women named Idalis would introduce block after block of original music videos from various genres interspersed with super fucking edgy interviews with musicians and video directors, which