Every week we feature a different person from the community shedding a little light on their life of brokeitude. Who knows, maybe you’ll learn something about the human spirit…probably not.

I don’t know about any of y’all but Scott Baio has never been particularly special in my book.  In a recent wine-fueled conversation with some lady friends I was horrified to learn that some people who I consider close good friends would rather have had sex with young Scott Baio

Step into a world of adventure with the San Francisco Beer Passport. There’s no better way to explore San Francisco than to literally drink it in. This passport is amazing! Each one contains 27 coupons to buy one beer, get a second beer FREE at 27 of the finest locally

If your other half is anything like mine, he or she hates contests like this. Because if you win, it means they’ll have to turn off “Operation Repo,” spray some Febreze on a button-down, and watch people dance around on a stage while resisting the urge to stuff dollar bills

I don’t normally support Twitter because I really can’t get behind our ever-expanding ADD culture and also because I truly believe that reading really boring half-thoughts about the minutiae of people’s days will give me early onset Alzheimer’s. (Though in truth, there are a few celebrity accounts that I somewhat

As with whoever wrote about 90 Types of Bitches, likewise, I say there are a comparable amount of types of assholes.  I, however, am just going to share a a few with you here and now. Now YOU can determine what kind of an asshole you are or know in

If the amount of ex-boyfriends/ex-people I used to bone trying to get back in touch with me out of nowhere all of a sudden is any indication, it seems this new year has especially been about taking inventory of one’s life.  It’s a time of self-reflection, a High Fidelity-style “what

Hanging out at the Rusty Knot is the equivalent of filling your living room with sand, blasting the heat, and making margaritas in the winter; it feels like summer not matter what time of year. I spent most of the summer biking up and down the West Side Highway on

I had promised myself I wasn’t going to do an end of the year list, but sometimes it’s important to acknowledge our low points in culture so that we may never repeat them again. 2009 had a lot of highs and lows, and of course Twitter and other social media