I learned something very important about myself today.  I learned that jaded, misanthropic, pessimistic me is more than capable of falling deeply, madly and obsessively in love in a mere instant.  I now know this because it happened today at Terra Bakery and Cafe. If you’re the kind of person

Our awesome city is home to some pretty out-there people and events, like the cracked-out dog-cat-rat man, the World Naked Bike Ride, the Easter bring-your-own-big-wheel race, and now, though it’s probably been around and I’ve just been too busy depressing myself with Bukowski poetry and losing my cell phone in

As 2024 winds down, we’re reflecting on another incredible year of sharing the stories, art, culture, and nightlife that make the Bay Area so unique. BrokeAssStuart.com wouldn’t be what it is without you—our community of readers, supporters, and believers in independent media. This year, instead of asking you to join Patreon

I don’t know about you, but I’m a little underwhelmed with comedy these days.  Maybe that’s because all the “comedy” I see is reruns of Full House and my douchebag guy friends getting wasted at bars and making entirely played-out jokes about face-sitting. Enter San Francisco-based Finktoons, a sketch comedy

Dear Ridiculously Hard-working Ladies Who Work At Yamo, First, thank you for your super-cheap, amazing Burmese food.  I don’t have tons of disposable income, but because everything on your menu is under $6, I too can enjoy eating out like the rest of the world. Second, will you please be

I agree with Ashley — I just don’t get the fuss over The World Cup.  I mean, seriously, (hypothetical) guy I’m dating, you’re going to drag me to a bar to watch a sport I’ve never seen you watch, much less talk about (except to declare in passing one time

Hey, all you Muni lovers!  Actually, maybe that’s not the best way to start this off. Hey, all you FREE event, art and fun lovers!  Although at choice times — like when you’re late to work and those goddamn doors won’t close — you may not be the hugest fan

If you know me, you know I’m famous for coming up with really, really bad ideas.  Like watching the trailer for The Human Centipede alone while eating three-bean chili.  Or going to Hard Knox Cafe for dinner after a 15-mile bike ride in the sweltering heat (which, by San Francisco

I’m pretty excited to be hyping this event because it combines several of my favorite things in life:  facial hair, books, FREE stuff, and hot guys.  Well, I don’t really know about the last one, but I feel like if I talk about it like it’s true, it will be.