I immediately start singing the Tool song Intolerance in my head when I hear the words, “Lie, cheat, and steal” together, because Tool is permanently lodged in my subconscious after listening to them a lot in high school. In general, I’m not a liar, cheater (except at board games) or

Hot wings may have gotten their claim to fame in Buffalo, but upstate New York pales in comparison to the Korean fry masters at Mad for Chicken. Having gone to a state school, I’ve eaten my share of fried chicken wings. I also grew up in what was voted multiple

As 2024 winds down, we’re reflecting on another incredible year of sharing the stories, art, culture, and nightlife that make the Bay Area so unique. BrokeAssStuart.com wouldn’t be what it is without you—our community of readers, supporters, and believers in independent media. This year, instead of asking you to join Patreon

Wondering what to do for fun this week?  Feeling a little dead inside?  Wake yourself up with an affordable event for each of the 5 senses! HEAR: The Noise Pop Festival invades the city this week.  It features over 100 local and big names bands but you probably can’t afford

The truth is that I’m really super lazy. To a horrifying extent, actually, as I have realized more and more in recent weeks. If you can believe it, in the wintertime I am even lazier. I do love the idea of coming home in the evening, putting on some music,

For the discerning palate.. There was never enough of you to go around was there?  So continental, so refined, why couldn’t you come in a larger size?  How many dinner parties were transformed into sticky melees because of you? Well unlike its namesake, Vienetta, the latest disco at the UndergroundSF,

While growing up in The Bronx, my friend’s dad used to build rocket ships to launch off of buildings. And he used hamsters as pilots. While I will remain silent on my opinion of hamster misuse in the situation, I will say that my friend’s dad is now a physicist

I come from a long line of inventors.  The most highly developed in our lineage was my grandpa Ralph.  It all began, he told me, when he invented a basket that he lowered from his second floor bedroom as a child, into the kitchen below.  He claimed that his mother

Thanks to Paula W. for the photo Wow I’m really amazed people don’t talk about this one more, it’s definitely one of those places that deserves mention in as many conversations as possible. It literally has one of the biggest archives of porno mags I’ve ever seen, and what’s remarkable