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Super busy
So, for any of you who check this website often, I’d like to officially apologize for not blogging more. I’m currently deep into finishing writing Broke-Ass Stuart’s Guide to Living Cheaply in New York and because of that I really just haven’t had to time to do anything. But never
A love letter from the internet
So this is the email I got the other day from a guy named Todd: vile low dirty nasty hetero narcissistic self-aggrandizing ugly inferior overweight squalid disgusting vicious homophobic cunt. GAY PRIDE WORLDWIDE 365 DAYS A YEAR. TOMORROW BELONGS TO US. NOT BIGOTS LIKE YOU. Hey Todd- Vile? Not Really.
Vote for Broke-Ass!!
Wanna make me smile like this? Then go vote for me as “Best Writer” in the SF Weekly’s “Best of SF” issue. It’s really easy, just follow this link: http://sfweekly.com/php/polls/san/bestof08/index.php and vote! If you’d like some more suggestions as to who else deserves your vote, just email me and
Be my friend…or even my fan
Are you on myspace? How about facebook? If so let’s chill electronically. Add me as your myspace friend so that you can stay SUPER updated with all things Broke-Ass. I’m a myspace junkie Here is the link: myspace.com/broke_ass_stuart Also I’ve started a fan page on facebook. I’m not really quite
I met an Asian cowboy in New York City
I was out doing research in Tribeca a couple days ago when I went into a store called Western Spirit (www.westernspirit2000.com). I had wandered in here a couple times before simply amazed at the randomness of finding a store in Lower Manhattan that sold shit like cowboy boots, replica Winchester
the internet is amazing
Yes yes, we all love the internet for many reasons: porn, myspace, porn, google maps, porn, porn…the list is endless really. But just the other day I got good news from the old internet. A recent article published in Time Magazine, which I saw on CNN.com, detailed a new
Isaac Hayes
I’m not sure if you figured this out by now but…I’m poor. Sorry to break it to you. I know you thought that it was all a lie and that I’m secretly some rich guy up in a mountaintop villa with a personal chef, hot half-naked french maids, and that