The scam is complete with fake parking tickets and a fake copy of the SFMTA website for payments.

Transforming downtown SF vacancies into vibrant communities, shaped by local participation.

I need your help to keep BrokeAssStuart.com going. In 2024, we wrote over 800 articles and published over 4,000 social media posts serving the San Francisco Bay Area. We’ve covered striking workers, fine artists, corrupt politicians, fantastic drag performers, colorful weirdos, cherished small businesses, and the vital news that the

All Day Subculture Dark Art and Music Festival that draws a merry band of nomadic, feral and cultishly-dedicated, awesomely awe-inspiring, anomalously aberrant, distinctively divergent and devient, as well as idiosyncratic and individualistic misfit artists from near and as far away as New York, South Carolina, Portland, and Los Angeles who regularly participate in the now, nearly 40, annual fantastical and festishized themed Curiosities Shows, Peculiar Pop-Ups, Residencies and Festival events projected for 2023. 

When two wonderful SF institutions get together to throw a block party your ears should perk up.  KQED has teamed up with Noise Pop and is blocking off the streets in front of its storied SF headquarters for an all-day, live music-infused, street festival with delicious local food vendors, legendary Bay Area talent, and of course, your favorite KQED journalists and personalities. 

There is a ridiculous tradition each April Fool’s Day in San Francisco.  It’s a celebration of all things illogical, a demonstration for the foolish by the fool hearty, a preposterous procession that celebrates above all one thing: human stupidity.

The 4-story historic Dempster building at 447 Minna has been redone and repurposed, revitalized from its heyday as a Hearst-era print shop, the charming brick facades and the “LETS GO GIANTS” block letters remain, but the interior of the building is reborn as an affordable, state-of-the-art facility for working artists to paint, play, perform, and exhibit in.

Whether you recognize the name “Bucket Man’ or not, you’ll definitely recognize what he sounded like.  For decades Larry “The Bucket Man” Hunt played drums, buckets, pots, and frying pans downtown San Francisco, usually near the Powell Street Bart entrances, you know, where the Westfield Centre, Bart station, and the

San Francisco’s Vaillancourt Fountain is pumping a particularly florescent hue these days.