I know that part of my job here is to make fun of everything and crack lewd jokes, but at times, though rarely, I find myself at a loss for things to hate.  Either that, or I’m late for like 3 deadlines and don’t have time to make you fools

We here at Broke-Ass Stuart remember a kinder, gentler, funkier time when there was an entire network devoted to playing awesome new music videos. Men named Pinfield and women named Idalis would introduce block after block of original music videos from various genres interspersed with interviews with musicians and video

This past weekend my lady and I went to a wedding up in the Mendocino hills.  The wedding was just as lovely as the surrounding scenery and the best part was that it was as far from a traditional ceremony as you could imagine.  The wedding started with all the attendees standing

Tonight the legendary City Lights bookstore on Columbus will be hosting a reading from Stoners and Self-Appointed Saints, and Fever Chart – the latter of which was published by McSweeney’s – that impossibly twee publisher/website/lit rag founded by love-him-or-hate-him memoirist/novelist/newspaper man Dave Eggers. To go along with the readings, their

Last time I wrote about Death by Audio, there was a giant maze taking over the entire space. Tomorrow night, they’re letting you cover 15 naked women in chicken feathers while two dudes play 17 drums in a performance described as “post-feminist avant garde historical reenactment meets squirrel-infused eletro-noise tribe.”

Tomorrow night at the DNA Lounge in SF will be night number one of the 3rd Annual Cocktail Robot Festivial, aka BarBot 2010.  Brought to you by the evil geniuses (or is that geni?) responsible for the RoboGames, the festival combines two of every geek-hipster’s favorite things: booze and robots.

I spent awhile today looking for an awesome Mardi Gras event to share with but alas I couldn’t find anything that wasn’t too expensive or derivative and douchie.  I mean the Dirty Dozen Brass Band sounded good, but it’s probably sold out and costs over $20.  The Fat Tuesday Party and