Fernet-Branca is a weird thing.  It’s wildly popular here in San Francisco, and more or less the national drink of Argentina.  Plus I’m pretty sure they drink it in Italy…but that’s it.  I’ve never seen it anywhere else.  In fact, my buddies were at the Lone Palm a few years

It’s that time again kids. And I gotta say, our gorgeous lady of ceremonies has outdone herself again.  You think that the Indie Mart can’t get any better?  I mean, check it out.  It already has badass vendors selling amazing stuff, it has Stu and I talking shit in one

I’ve got some awesome news! We received a grant from the Civic Joy Fund to put out a literary magazine celebrating SF and acting to counter the stupid “Doom Loop” narrative. It’s a gift to the people of San Francisco. And after months of working on this project it’s now available

The funny thing about the Indie Mart is that you kind of can’t believe its fun. Even from my point of view, where I’m sitting behind a table all day drinking, you can’t imagine how much of a good time was had by all. If you came out and said

So there’s no reason in hell why you shouldn’t be at the Indie Mart today. Think about it: booze, great food, amazing shopping, local music to shake that thang too, great prices…and finally, Stuart and I! We’ll be kickin it, live and in your face all the way. We’ll have

From a city built on gold dust and denim to one tenaciously rebuilt after an earthquake and fire, San Francisco has a history of saying, ‘œFuck it dude, I’ll just do this shit myself.’ DIY culture runs deep here. Whether talking about longshoremen striking in order to create their own

Kelly from the Indie Mart (which is coming up on June 21st) just informed me of an AWESOME party on Friday.  Timbuk2 is celebrating their 20th anniversary by feeding you, getting you drunk, making you dance, and letting you design some bags!  What the fuck?  Who’s birthday is it again?  Can

Every week we feature a different person from the community shedding a little light on their life of brokeitude. Who knows, maybe you’ll learn something about the human spirit…probably not.

This is what it sounds like when I write about myself in third person:   Broke-Ass Stuart has been called ‘œAn SF Cult Hero’ (SF Bay Guardian), ‘œBest Local Writer’ (SF Weekly) and “The Chief of Cheap” (Time Out New York) but to those familiar with his work, he’s just ‘œthat douchebag