It looks like it’s working up to being a steamy, muggy friday here in NYC.  Gross. This is the kind of day that makes you want to do nothing more than stay inside with the AC, a ton of water and the Freaks & Geeks box set, until the sun

It’s been 13 years since the the Mission Creek Music Festival first began, and this year they’ve decided to take their awesome rating up a notch and attain the highly salivated after rank of “Awesomer”.  That’s right, while the festival is raging throughout Oakland and San Francisco from July 10th-25th

Lately I’ve noticed that my laptop base has been getting hot. Like, really hot. Like right now there is a neoprene laptop case between my laptop and my legs even. Maybe it’s a sign that I need to get off the computer at some point.

The arrival of the Jelly NYC Pool Parties can only mean one thing: it’s. fucking. summer!  Contrary to popular belief, I’ve found that I’ve had way, way more fun, and been more happy about my life overall during the summers I’ve not been in relationships.  The following exchange took place

Eagle Street Farms is a 6,000 square foot produce farm on the roof of a warehouse in Greenpoint, Brooklyn.  The farm grows cabbage, peas, kale, mixed greens and more and is irrigated by rainfall, which helps take the burden off of the areas sewage system. Local restaurants Marlow & Sons

The sun is doing a strange thing here in San Francisco.  It’s shining.  Brightly.  In July.  I made the mistake of wearing a wife-beater yesterday while searching for Divine Nonchalance and now have a very silly looking sunburn line.  I sometimes forget that I’m actually a ginger kid who’s hair

We here at Broke-Ass Stuart’s Goddamn Website remember a kinder, gentler, funkier time when there was an entire network devoted to playing awesome new music videos. Men named Pinfield and women named Idalis would introduce block after block of original music videos from various genres interspersed with interviews with musicians