I’m a writer. I love my typewriter, I dig dive bars, and most days I run on coffee and dreams. Everyday I meet people who say something like, “Man, I just wish I could quit my job and just do my art/writing/photography/etc.” I was lucky enough to do it a

Us writers spend a lot of time hunched over keyboards drinking booze coffee to fuel the fire. I tend to live in my head and spend a lot of time hanging out with my characters. But I suppose it’s good to spend some time with real people, too… When I

There are many landmarks on Earth that make contemplate the universe’s vastness, the devastating randomness of genius, the haunting knowledge that we, as humans, are destined to pass through this world while other monuments lie immortal and unexplained. Peru’s mysterious Las Lineas de  Nazca, the windy cliffs of Ireland’s Aran

              Art Deco Ice Cream in Cole Valley     It’s a dynamic that permeates many art forms and industries: either to look back fondly at old forms and deem them superior to ones perceived as bankrupt in some way or another; or to

Sometimes things move a little slowly over here in Broke-Ass HQ. It’s that whole “not having any money” thing. But as an advertisement for ketchup once told me “Good things come to those who wait”. And the wait is over folks! Young, Broke & Beautiful: Broke-Ass Stuart’s Guide to Living

So I moved to Portland last summer from San Francisco and, as you can tell from my previous posts, (A Scumbag’s Guide to Portland) I’m madly in love with it.

We all know someone who is a hot mess of a person. Is that person you? Are your friends secretly wishing you’d just die already? Is even your sweet, loving Nana ready to take you out back and beat you like a dirty rug?  Take this handy quiz to find

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.