Returning to the single-person scene after a years-long relationship is not unlike being an old gay man, strapping on his rollerskates at The Roxy for very first time and struggling to move forward and stay standing while hot-pants clad studs in tank tops with whistles around their necks fly by.

I talk about coffee pretty often, and that’s probably because I drink coffee way too often. It’s not uncommon for me to feel torn between my desire to spend as few dollars as possible and my desire to have an nice cup that doesn’t taste like the beans were roasted

I consider myself a pseudo-scientist.  I watch a lot of science shows on TV.  Once upon a time I got a ‘˜five’ on my Biology Advanced Placement test.  I even got a scholarship in biology for college.  Alas, I was making more jokes in lab than getting experiments done and

I recently co-hosted my first large gathering house party in my adult life in where else, but my fairly small Brooklyn apartment.  For reals, I don’t think I’ve hosted a party of that size since maybe college or so (and even then, it doesn’t even really count, in a way),

After countless hours and attempts, I am ready to share some of the key lessons that I have learned so far about how to properly solicit (through email or otherwise) advice and guidance from a professional in a field you want to enter. The No Pressure Rule: I have already

While being young, broke and beautiful is all well and good, some people’s finances are more jacked than others.  That’s why we’ve invited Betsy Crouch (aka Coach $izzle) to come onboard and dole out some much needed advice.  She is a professional financial coach after all.  If you’ve got a question

If you are broke like me you probably need a place to which you can escape.  Specifically, you need a place to go because your apartment is claustrophobically small.  In addition, it is helpful if the place serves very inexpensive snacks.  It is also an asset if the place allows

Last week, I went to a showing of the Nightmare on Elm Street remake for FREE thanks to this handy dandy thing called a “press pass.” I don’t think that blogging necessarily makes me a “press person,” but the people at this movie theater didn’t seem to care -‘“ nor