Welcome our bi-weekly column, “Ask a Grown Up” in which you can ask and have your most burning questions answered by a supposed grown up. Howdy-doody (heh, heh doody) Broke-Ass-a-roonies! It is I, Kate, the smartest of alecks, the most supposed of grown ups here with another installment of Ask

Welcome our new weekly column, “Ask a Grown Up” in which you can ask and have your most burning questions answered by a supposed grown up. Welcome back, broke asses! It is remarkable to me that the year 2019 has become the year that the most serious attack on Roe

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Welcome our new weekly column, “Ask a Grown Up” in which you can ask and have your most burning questions answered by a supposed grown up. I’m baaaaacccckkkkkk! Hello young, broke, and beautiful readers! It is I, Kate the Supposed Grownup, back from the archives of this site to answer

I don’t think that there is anyone who has been part of a music, art or theater scene – anywhere – who has not been shaken to the bones by the senseless tragedy that occurred at the Oakland Ghost Ship late Friday and in the early hours of Saturday morning.

Unfaithful isn’t just a song by Rihanna, Broke-Asses: Statistically, men are far more likely to cheat on their spouse or significant other than women are. However, that doesn’t mean that ladies are immune from wandering eye syndrome. Huffington Post reported in 2013, that the percentage of women who admit infidelity

Broke-Asses, tell me – do you have time for a quickie today? Great! Me, too! Here are three questions with quick answers that range in topic from female masturbation -to- what to do if it’s too cold in your office. Enjoy! L.G. in New York, asks: “Grown Up – my

Happy Tuesday, Broke-Asses! Given the seriousness of today’s question, let me start today with an amusing story: Once upon a time, I lived in San Francisco and was fun. I had lots of friends and a cool job and expendable income and an active social life and was always out

What’s up, Broke-Asses? So you know… I hated dating. As I mentioned in last week’s column, I am married. In addition to the obvious perks of being married to Paul the Sexy as Fuck British Comedian (TM), one of the things that makes me most grateful to be a married