So here are the rules my fucking lawyers made me post about entering this contest.  I was going to say screw it, but they were pretty insistent. They know this legal stuff way better than me considering I can barely spell layer.  Anyways, here’s the rules: “You” means you, the person

Thanks to Jennifer Canale for hipping me to this via my facebook page.  My ass rides BART all the time, so I could surely use a FREE ticket.  Read all the info below.  I got it from Oakland Local. On Thursday, April 21 – in honor of Earth Day –

When I was working on my NYC book, a cat named Wade dropped some info on me about some of the strange and unknown things in New York. One of them was that there are seven secrets about Grand Central Station. He had seen a TV program about them, but

Guys, Bonobos knows you don’t love to shop. And you love it even less when you feel like you have to settle for an ill-fitting pair of pants just because your company’s HR department isn’t a fan of pants-less Thursdays.

The love story of a boy, some cheese fries and an Afghani man named Abdul…well more or less.

This originally appeared in Broke-Ass Stuart’s Guide to Living Cheaply in New York. Oh Kenka…Kenka…Kenka…Kenka. You are one of the weirdest fucking places I’ve ever eaten in my entire life and for that, I salute you. I’m literally sitting here in front of my computer trying to find the proper

Once a week we present Broke-Ass Porn.  It’s visually stimulating material for the financially impaired.  If this shit doesn’t get you going, you’re not as broke as you thought: Craigslist, the great American equalizer.  Everyone is on par with each other on good old CL.  Whether you’re trying to sell

Almost all of us have figured out a way to legitimize our brokenness to ourselves.Whether you’re an aspiring artist, a starving student, an underpaid idealist, just got laid off, or simply can’t hold down a regular job, you’ve found a way to explain to yourself (and everyone else) why you