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Travel Books You Want to Read This Fall: Part 1
Being a Broke-Ass means so much more than not having a lot of money. For you, it might mean spending less in order to live it up more. For others, it means working less in order to simply enjoy life more. And others choose to take on six different part-time

Get Off Your Ass and Make Something Cool — Workshop Open TODAY!
So things have been quiet with Indie Mart lately. I haven’t had a place to shake my ass and spend all the little hard earned cash I have in quite sometime. But Kelly is dusting off her latest project and polishing it off with an awesome opening party to get

Broke-Ass Haiku: Winning The Lottery
So we at Broke Ass HQ, like many of you, often spend time shooting the shit and coming up with new ideas to make you laugh, cry, save money and live your life. The haiku, a Japanese form of poetry, is a beautiful and simplistic way to show your affection

David Cross Signing Books at Borders
Last Halloween I was in a pinch for a costume last minute. I knew I couldn’t cut two holes in a white sheet and go as a ghost like I did the year before, because I was in a bit of a sticky situation when I walked into a party

The Boys Are Back In Town (and Priscilla)
Tonight is the night for some crazy parties in Brooklyn! No excuse not to show. They’re FREE! BOOTY CRISIS @ PUBLIC ASSEMBLY Live performances from The Beatards, Lazerbitch, Planet Rump, & Jane Bang. Get there before 11 and get in for FREE Saturday Sept. 22 70 N. 6th St. (between

The Pub Crawl is Tonight! Come Meet Us for a Drink!
So the 5th Annual Broke-Ass Stuart Pub Crawl is finally upon us. And it’s gonna be stupid…like in a good way. We’ve got the bus, we’ve got the ridiculous, over the top, gonzo limo (I still can’t believe this shit), and we’ve got a small army of people ready to

Get Your Geek On: Nerd Nite and the Secret Science Club
Even if though I’m finished with college, September brings a feeling that I should be buckling down and kicking some ass in my classes. Admittedly, I miss the intellectual discourse of higher education, but I don’t miss the knots my stomach developed every finals week. Sure, you can read to