I was out for a run along the Bay Trail. I looked up into the blue sky. A Turkey Vulture with black silent wings was floating close to me on the wind. I looked below my running feet next to the green San Francisco sea. A Bat Ray emerged. The

Quick quiz for my ladies: Your idea of working out most resembles: A) Fergie in – what else – her “Fergalicious” music video B) Hannah jogging – er, attempting to jog – in Girls C) Kristin Wiig and Maya Rudolph’s characters in “Bridesmaids” You probably answered “C” because you’re reading

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

Moms are great, and in general, my mom holds very progressive views on all subjects with the exception of one: the need for me to get married. Every time it comes up, which in my opinion should be never, she becomes this weird, Pat Buchanan-type conservative telling me that my

I’ve already written about the benefits (most of which include getting laid, but also that it’s FREE) of running outside instead of in a gym – so obviously we’ve come to a juncture where you are quite convinced about that necessity but unsure of where to start. Right? Good. I