Break out the sweatpants and the boxed wine, it’s Thanksgiving time, ya’ll! (OK, I also feel it’s appropriate to do this on any given evening during winter.) As much as I wish this holiday meant laying around with my family and shoving my West Virginian grandma’s bacon fat-laden food down

Ahhh, Thanksgiving time. A time to reflect on what we’re thankful for with those we love, and also sometimes dress up like Zombies and run around Queens. The inaugural edition of the Queens Thanksgiving Zombie Walk will do just that today starting at noon. Complimentary zombie makeovers are provided to

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

Today’s recipe is a dish I’ve had not once, or even twice, in the past 6 days, like a person who respects themselves and sustaining their life span, but three times because I just ran a marathon and don’t give a fuuuu.  I’ve been on a week-long caloric bender to

Cats vs. Dogs. For countless years, couples, roommates, and school children have butted heads on this highly important and controversial issue.  And on Monday, November 14th brave combatants Michael Showalter (The State and Stella), Leo Allen (Jon Benjamin Has a Van) and Andrea Rosen (Michael & Michael Have Issues) will face

As I inch closer and closer to the big 30, “adultey” things like fixing the toilet seat I broke by standing on it (don’t judge, I’m short and needed to see!) are slowly becoming less “Shit, I have to fix this before dad comes and reminds me he had 4

I usually don’t mind being a broke-ass, but that was until I got sick as fuck. Coughing, sneezing, dripping… I’m a hot mess and without health insurance or the ability to justify spending $50 on drug store meds, I am stuck drinking tea and hoping for the best. Sarah’s Poor-as-fuck-Stew

In the words of one of my favorite articles to ever grace McSweeney’s Internet Tendency, IT’S DECORATIVE GOURD SEASON MOTHERFUCKERS!  That means that you’re picking last year’s food off the sweaters you stashed away without washing first, and you probably have a shit ton of apples because one of your friends

“Whoa. What are all of these people doing here and why do some of them have guitars?” a friend of mine asked herself when she walked into the ACE Hotel to study yesterday, not realizing she was actually walking into KEXP’s (awesome) CMJ party instead. Poor, poor friend didn’t realize