San Francisco is a city of booms and busts, and we’re in the middle of a partial tech bust. To be entirely transparent, I’m happy about that. I’ve wanted San Francisco to go through an economic restructuring ever since the tech boom began to change the Bay Area. Now, with

Elon Musk has officially taken over Twitter. Musk paid for the San Francisco-based social media company just one day before the deadline to complete the $44 billion deal or face a lengthy battle in court. His first act was to fire several top executives including CEO Parag Agrawal, CFO Ned

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

Despite the antics of my meme page, I try to live a quiet and relatively simple life. I work from home. I hang out with my girlfriend. I make sassy memes and write sassier articles. I Doordash food and then immediately promise myself that I won’t Doordash food again, but

The Spike (Begin at the beginning of the story here) A titch later we’re drying off by a burn barrel, pretty high up on the cliff face, and the Seertlekimmie is telling me about the harvests. The rays and octopus are coming in more and more, but landin’ a whale’s

Part Five Jump the Shark (Begin at the beginning here) The next day I go to see the Seertlekimmie. He’s up and about, putzing around the dock and even though he ain’t lookin’ so hot he seems in good spirits. We stroll around the docks, a sprawling maze of rickety

Part Four Fancy Pants So I go up to Deska’s house. As a council member she gets to live in one of the old houses. It’s not made from scraps of cloth, driftwood, and piled stone, not like most of the city. It’s real timber with real windows, not just

Chapter Three “Devil’s Teeth” By the time the peaks of Devil’s Teeth start to loom on the horizon, the sky is a thin strip of pink and red being squashed by a dark block of purple. Getting closer to the cliffside settlement, the orange plastic fences point me towards the

Carlos Zephyrson (Or How Rock and Roll Survived The Apocalypse) Chapter Two Zephyros Returns (Click here to start at Chapter One)   The doc leaves me alone in that cold-ass room in that damn ridiculous dress. Strange lights are hummin’ in the ceiling and the faucet’s drippin’. I hear people