Spring Fling! The weather-guessers (that’s what my old roommate calls meteorologists) all shared characteristically incorrect predictions of snow this weekend. What a crock. Despite this ridiculously cold weather, springtime is right around the corner.  The days are getting longer, songbirds are starting to give each other lascivious looks, and the blooming

Probably not a beginner’s flipbook, but whatevs. I don’t usually post about events happening in Oakland because I don’t like to think about places that are not San Francisco.  It’s almost like if I don’t think about them, they don’t exist, so if there’s ever some kind huge disaster, like

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

Firk y’all, I’m gettin’ hammered! I had to do some deep Googling to figure out what a firkin is, but the takeaway is that it involves beer. It’s also a fun word to say, so go to SF Beer Week‘s Frickin’ Firkin Fest tonight (Tuesday) at Heart, hosted by Monk’s

My house during Harricane Iniki. No joke. Who doesn’t love farmers? I’d like to be one some day. I grew up on a Macadamia nut farm on Kauai. Or what was supposed to be a Macadamia nut farm. You see, Mac nuts trees take seven years to mature. But on

During the Depression, movie houses were havens of escapism from the grim realities outside-a dreamlike vacation for a pittance.  They would even have cool things like entertainment and promotional give-aways to drum up business.  You caught the double feature, got a little soft shoe and walked out with a stoneware

I can never get over how expensive it is to see a movie. This week there are a bunch of special movie events that are either cheaper or more special than your average flick. Mostly because they are all beloved films that happen to scare the bejeezus out of me.

2010: It’s been, I can boldly say, a year for all of you. What events that unfolded throughout certainly vary per individual but I’m going to assume for most of you, if not all, it involves blush-inducing indiscretions, stolen cop cars driven into the Bay, ventures into the exciting world

I was standing in line today behind two old ladies. I mean, really old ladies. I mean, so many wrinkles you can barely see their eyes old. And one of them said in her thick New York accent: ‘œI went to see Burlesque and that Christina Agoraphobia is such a