You can sometimes forget that you are “down and out” in New York if you know where to go to live it up – of course we aren’t really THAT down and out if you think about it, but here is an example.  Last night I went to the awesome

I’ll shoot this one off since it is time sensitive. Today, the first 100 in store customers at Babeland get a FREE “Gold Digger” vibrator with its classy jewel studded base ($20 price tag, infinite value).  When the giveaway vibrator bucket is empty, the less enjoyable savings continue with Babeland 

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

How disappointing sweet, sweet spring has been so far; the Vernal Equinox has been as life-improving as a vernal pool. Although the upcoming weather looks unreal, I (weather.com)  really blew it  Monday with a forecast for sunny weather and taxes are on their way to the audit room.   The good

I prefer taurine (mmm, organic bile acid) to caffeine, but I know there are a lot of you people out there so I saw this and thought “Hey, I bet people who actually make a declarable income could use this”.  Poached from the good folks at FreeNYC.net

Every time I end up at the far end of a train platform I think about going to explore the tunnels.  A part of me knows there won’t be anything crazy, just mostly dark, dank concrete and piping – a lot of it tagged.  There’d be rats.  Maybe I’d run

Underneath the glitz, the glam, the (sometimes) glowing reviews, and the hordes of patrons, restaurants and bars are lonely and insecure.  They always worry if people are just using them to get things they want like food, drinks, or one-night stands.  Even the overnight cleaner from Brazil, whose mop strokes

Despite gusty winds,  yesterday was a beautiful day.  Still, a bunch of us Mainers and a handful of Arkansans/Arkansanites/Arkansanivians  expressed guarded optimism,  the memory of past teaser days lingering.  Sure, 60 and sunny in January is no cause to lift expectations.   You take it at face value, maybe get a

  Passover, Easter, the resurrection of Christ, and the exodus from Egypt will all be heartily ignored in favor of a non-discriminatory posting about a party celebrating something that clearly deserves acknowledgement: the eggbeater.  In my experience the bastard is hard to clean up – I always tried to lick