Summer in New York City means many things to me:  rooftop BBQs, beach trips, pit-stained white tops.  It also means FREE movie screenings in DUMBO’s Brooklyn Bridge Park, which are pretty much the highlight of my summer.  Set against the gorgeous backdrop of the glittering Manhattan skyline, the park’s Movies

Coincidentally, after talking about my Broke-Ass birthday coming up, another Broke-Ass mom friend of mine (Yes, that’s right folks, I finally made a “mom friend”) had her birthday last week.  Of course, I had to ask her what she did on her birthday.  She should be proud; it’s quite Broke-Ass-ish..

Over the last couple of weeks my co-workers have tried to convince me to hang out with them by going to the movies. I have refused their invites many times. Due to these rejections, they’re currently under the impression that I don’t want to be around them outside of work.

Hailing from the greater San Diego area, I’ve come across a handful of  American flag-waving vigilante a-holes who make it their life missions to patrol and “protect” the U.S. border from immigrants who are supposedly going to steal their jobs, and ruin everything.  You can probably guess how I feel

Movies for onesies are great for lots of reasons- the no compromising on shit like candy or what to see and when, the people watching. But sometimes you also want to be made deeply uncomfortable, and that often means tickets just for one. I recently asked myself out to BAMcinmatek’

Look, I’m not a big film person. I like movies… some mainstream, some a bit more obscure. But I’m not some film snob. I don’t discriminate; I’ll see anything. So when my roommate told me about this screening, I thought I’d share. “The Telephone Book,” a 1971 gem, is screening

One time I went down on a guy during a matinee of ‘The Queen’ at the Angelika. Fittingly enough, he came out to me a year after. We went out only a few times before he left for a tour of Asia in 2006; we  had a coffee the following