You know how in places like Israel and Switzerland it’s mandatory for every citizen to spend a certain amount of time in the military?  I’ve always thought that it should be the same in the US, but that instead of the army or navy, Americans should have to be in

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

I’d be hard pressed to find someone in New York City to argue negatively about the idea of eating more locally grown produce or locally made foods.  Let’s face it, green fever has been sweeping this city for the past decade, and along with it has emerged a thriving ‘œgreen

OK, so I’m not technically a Long Beach, CA native, but I did go to school there for 4.5 years, so i think I might have some authoritwahhh, as they say.  Also, this is primarily based on my experience this past weekend. Step 1:  Get someone to drive your ass,

Interpreted through a wide-angle lens, ‘œpromotions’, ‘œdeals’, and ‘œlimited time offers’ aren’t all bullshit, but damnit, you have to approach them with a level head. Companies sling deals in an attempt to buy loyalty so they can recoup losses in the future business you and other suckers provide to them

I really cannot wrap my head around the fact that Don’t Tell Mom The Babysitter’s Dead was released in 199-fucking-1.  It was one of my most favorite (and repeatedly-watched) movies growing up, and through the years, I’ve found it to be time and time again my personal touchstone for all

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

When I was a kid, I would lay in the grass in my backyard and daydream.  The mind of this geeky, skinny 8-year-old was fixated on ways in which I could become the absolute supreme icon for coolness in the 3rd grade.  Check it out.  My plan was that one