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DIY: Matchbook Crafts
Out of all the bars, pubs, dives, lounges, saloons and watering holes in San Francisco, my long-time favorite has always been the Zeitgeist. I just dig the vibe of the place from the bloody marys, to the sarcastic tshirts, right down to the nudie girl matches. I actually carry a
See “The Beatles: Hidden Gallery” at Carnegie Hall for FREE!
You can make your way to Carnegie Hall, and you don’t even have to have any talent (or pay to see the talent) to get in! For the next four Saturdays, the 30 recently-discovered photos of the “Fab Four” will be on display in Zankel Hall at Carnegie. The exhibit,
Broke-Ass Band Interview: Shenandoah Davis (Sat @ SFCMC)
I’m a musician and a music journalist. I make judgment calls in the first 30 seconds of listening to something because I don’t get paid enough to spend more time than that. Also, I hate 99% of all music I hear. I might sound like an asshole right now but
Being a Broke-Ass is Like Being on a Mid-90s Soap Opera
Legendary fashion editor Diana Vreeland once said, “We all need a splash of bad taste; no taste is what I’m against.” I wholeheartedly agree with this statement– which is why I am unashamed to do things like: lick the Tapatio-drenched remnants of an exploded on-the-go burrito off of my shirt,
Broke-Ass Kitchen,Thanksgiving Edition
Break out the sweatpants and the boxed wine, it’s Thanksgiving time, ya’ll! (OK, I also feel it’s appropriate to do this on any given evening during winter.) As much as I wish this holiday meant laying around with my family and shoving my West Virginian grandma’s bacon fat-laden food down
A Broke-Ass Black Friday Survival Guide
You have a few days to prep for this year’s Black Friday. You might have been saving money to go Christmas shopping or you might have saved it to buy something for yourself. Either way, people have literally died on this day. For this reason, I see fit to point
Rooftops: A Haven For Broke Asses
Perhaps one of my more recent posts put me on this whole “view” kick. In any case, rooftops, as stated above, are quite the haven for us broke asses. What do we do when we have no money? We head to the park, take a cruise on the bike, or
How to Be a Broke-Ass Patron of the Arts
Whenever I played the “If I won the lottery…” game, my second act in my newfound wealth, after buying a modern loft condo in both New York and LA, was to be a patron of the arts; buy a museum wing, donate money to build a theater, etc. Being fairly