If you’re a fellow cube dweller by day, you’re lucky enough to enjoy free air conditioning for approximately eight hours Monday through Friday while the rest of the city – namely tourists who don’t believe in deodorant – slog around the streets, coated in their own sweat, and clog the

There are conflicting emotions that are entrenched in my heart for those snail-like days at the J-O-B. On one hand, there isn’t any work to do, which usually results in a lackluster effort of staying busy. This is a perfect opportunity to slack off. On the other hand, time moves

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

While some kids grow up with the city skyline in their backyard and used the streets as their playground, others live vicariously through what they see on television and read about in novels. I was once a young girl growing up in the culturally starved Midwest, thumbing through fashion magazines

I don’t know what it is, but over the years I’ve noticed a certain trend about me and offices: I always seem to get myself into trouble with members of the opposite sex. And let me be clear: by “trouble” I mean the good, naughty kind. Of course, I can’t

When forced to work late at an office in Time Square sometimes there is nothing better to do than to carry out all the things from which you have been holding back. To do those bold acts, finally, while you privately rue the day you decided to throw your family’s

I had a really great idea for a post the other day and was really looking forward to writing it.  “I’m gonna hunker down and really bang this out,” I thought to myself, packing the second bowl of the evening.  “Later. Not now, but later, that’s just what I’m gonna