While my favorite portrait of Johnny Cash is the painting that hangs behind the bar at Bender’s (you really need to go see it), this cover that Shepard Fairy did for Antonino D’Ambrosio’s new book A Heartbeat and a Guitar: Johnny Cash and the Making of Bitter Tears, is pretty

Abandoned Planet Bookstore reminds me of the strange and funky shops the used to line Valencia when I first moved to the Mission.  Something about it always made me think of the weird old bookstore from The Never Ending Story.  If you’ve never been to the place, but you’re into

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

I like to wander.  It’s really one of my favorite things to do. You know, just kinda going for a walk and seeing what kind of cool shit I come across.  Well for awhile I always noticed this humongous red church on 22nd St and it reminded me of some

Wondering what to do for fun this week?  Feeling a little dead inside?  Wake yourself up with an event for each of the 5 senses.  And they are all FREE or almost FREE! 1st Sense, TASTE: Get your taste buds going!  Go to an event at SF’s Omnivore Books, learn how to

I babysat for two little girls during college.  The 4 year-old was kind of an asshole (can you say that about a kid?), but the toddler was pretty cool.  Anyway, one day the mom asked me if I knew CPR and Heimlich maneuver, in particular the methods designed for toddlers. 

As you know, we here at BAS.com love the fuck out of El Rio.  Hell, our own Threadbare-Fact Finder, Stephen Torres, even works there.  He even wrote a whole piece detailing all of El Rio’s amazing deals, and there are MANY of them. Today this fantastic watering hole is celebrating

Whether you admit it or cower in shame, it’s happened to all of us. The one-too-many-moment, two steps away from worshipping the porcelain god, trying to drown your sorrows…whatever you may call it, being too drunk in front of people is both humiliating and hilarious to your audience of choice.

There’s a stretch of 21st St. that might be one of the best group of blocks in The City.  Beginning at 21st and Folsom Sts. and ending at about Bryant St., there’s an amazing array of interesting delights. The first great thing you come across on the left hand side