Yes indeed, it’s the time of the year again where I start soliciting your love and affection by asking you to vote for little ol’ me and this super-duper cool website. The venerable San Francisco Bay Guardian is holding it’s annual Best of the Bay competition and I’m asking you,

I recorded this when I was out in NY back in March.  It was done the same day as my NYC book reading and walking tour.  It was supposed to play both on TV and in the back of the taxi cabs, but then it got bumped because of something

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

  So I’ve decided to start an advice column here on Broke-Ass Stuart’s Goddamn Website called Poor Advice.  Think of it as Dear Abby with a drinking problem.  Basically, this is where your questions get answered and nothing is taboo.  And generally speaking, the best piece of advice I can

    I just got back last night from 10 days in the Yucatan Peninsula.  It was mostly spent reading on white sand beaches in the Mayan Riviera, and truthfully it was Plan B.  The original idea was for my lady and I to visit Cuba, smoke some cigars, drink

Since today’s feature is a haiku that Monica penned about the delicious yo-yo’s we always get at Bender’s, I figured I’d dig up my old zine and transcribe what I wrote about the bar before it got fire bombed.  Here it is: Bender’s: 800 South Van Ness @ 19th St. Relatively

If you’re in San Francisco, you shouldn’t be reading this. You should be out participating in Bay to Breakers!!!

This is from the good people over at Timbuk2:   SF’s original messenger bag company wants to celebrate our love for bikes. Featuring artwork from Beryl Fine Fine and the release of her San Francisco Bike Messenger Book,. Wiggle on over & receive $20- off any custom messenger bag. We’ve

It’s that time of year again in San Francisco.  What time am I speaking of?  The awesomist time.  All summer long (and for part of the spring and fall) a benevolent group of people, who go by the simple name of Dolores Park Movie Night Staff, take it upon themselves