When did shaving get so complicated? Three blades, four blades, five blades. Moisturizer strips. Batteries. Paying an arm and a leg. Our current troubles started in 1971 when Gillette introduced the Trac II — a razor with two blades — and began an arms race. The shaving behemoths became so

At the moment, I have enough money to get by. That means I can survive on the bare minimum. Over the last 27 years of my life, money has come and gone, mimicking life’s peaks and valleys. And just like life, I won’t complain about its ups and downs because

Being a Broke Ass – It’s elementary, my dear. Abstinence. From fancy ass parties in the Meatpacking District where a gin and tonic will set you back fourteen bucks. Blue, purple. Blue, purple. Blue, purple. AKA – all you see after a particularly draining day of job hunting on Craigslist. Crocodile

I made a mistake in college. I became an engineer. Wait, who the fuck am I kidding? I dropped out of engineering to major in English. Yes, I kissed goodbye a life of likely stable work, high pay, and endless coding to analyze 18th Century poetry and bullshit my way

Rule of thumb: you can be poor, just don’t be annoying about it. Everyone’s trying to get by. Especially if you live in an outrageously expensive city such as New York or San Francisco. But if you do indeed live in such a city, then you know how utterly amazing

Let’s face it, guys. You woke one morning and it dawned on you: “I’m a broke-ass.” But how do you know? What evidence is there to prove that you’re a broke-ass or not? Here’s a few key signs that might let you know that you are indeed a broke-ass motherfucker.

January isn’t even half over and I have already somehow managed to break all of the New Year’s Resolutions I knew I wouldn’t keep. Why are New Year’s Resolutions so important? Well, once you break one, and they lead to more ill behavior that will snowball into an even worse