I hate yams because they straddle the line between savory and sweet with such limp optimism. Your mouth hopes the yam will take it in some definitive direction but no. It never chooses.

Photo from FoodNetwork.com It’s easy to see why people think you need to be rich in order to be healthy. Whole Foods is more expensive than McDonald’s. Bally’s Total Fitness costs a hell of a lot more than say, sitting on the couch and shoveling potato chips in your mouth.

In an earlier post, I mentioned taking advantage of Trader Joe’s annual spring $1.29 bouquet of Daffodils and using them for your arrangements at your wedding. Yesterday I went to get arugula at TJ’s and saw the flowers sitting in a basket outside and I immediately bought two bouquets. The woman behind me

<a href=”http://brokeassstuart.com/wp-content/pictsnShit/2014/03/catcalling.jpg”><img class=”aligncenter size-full wp-image-68864″ alt=”catcalling” src=”http://brokeassstuart.com/wp-content/pictsnShit/2014/03/catcalling.jpg” width=”580″ height=”383″ /></a> “Why’d you let that ripe piece of ass get away?” There were 20 of them. Big fuckers. No like BIG fuckers. And they were drunk too. They were standing on the corner of Broadway and Columbus, outside the pizza place,

Every week we feature a different person from the community shedding a little light on their life of brokeitude. Who knows, maybe you’ll learn something about the human spirit — probably not.

If you are like me, you spend an embarrassing amount of time on Gchat, the messenger embedded within Google’s widely popular email application called “Gmail”. Perhaps you’re familiar? At any given moment I’m knee-deep in conversations with at least five different people, discussing all things mundane, hilarious, grave and deep.

Every week we feature a different person from the community shedding a little light on their life of brokeitude. Who knows, maybe you’ll learn something about the human spirit — probably not.