Hey-o – the DIY Diva here.  Since my housemates and I were able to save enough $$ in our monthly bills to get our cable reconnected I’ve found myself up late night, staring at the boob tube after everyone else has been sawing logs in our household. My latest late

Harry Aleo was a throwback to when San Francisco wasn’t as freaky-deaky as it is now.  As a super conservative in Noe Valley he stuck out like a sore thumb, and liked it that way.  He’s dead now, but he used to own Twin Peaks Properties of which I wrote

When you walk into a place that’s playing ABBA, and you overhear one clerk asking another, “Can we rent out these clown shoes?” you know that there’s a high probability that you’re in the best store ever.  Between the florescent purple, pink and green carpet (think Hammer pants from elementary

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. Wanna be a Broke-Ass of the Week?  Holler at us here and we’ll send you the questionnaire. Our Broke-Ass of the Week this

Consider this an addendum to Kiley’s guide to this year’s CMJ Festival, because Liz Wight, aka Love Grenades, whom the LA Weekly called “scorching” and “seductive”, is making her New York debut this weekend! Download her newest Tom Tom Club-inspired track, “Genius of Fun” here, and be sure to check

I love that we have a DIY column here at Broke Ass Stuart.  Kate’s always amazing ideas have helped me save money and kept me off drugs, literally:  I smoke little to no weed when I’m making something, especially when that something involves sharp objects or glue or BOTH! As

Just because you have moths flitting out of your pockets doesn’t mean you’ve been relegated to buffets, taquerias and the ilk if you’re dining out. Like our wise Stu points out numerous times in his guide, San Francisco can be a beggars paradise of quality delectables if you play your