*This article was researched and written with help from tenant attorney and Broke-Ass Stuart columnist Daniel Wayne.  To learn more about your rights as a tenant check out out Daniel’s other articles here or his website.  Did you know that not all buildings in San Francisco are protected by rent control? Did

What’s up, Broke-Asses? So you know… I hated dating. As I mentioned in last week’s column, I am married. In addition to the obvious perks of being married to Paul the Sexy as Fuck British Comedian (TM), one of the things that makes me most grateful to be a married

‘There’s this trendy new ‘multiple partners’ relationship model called polyamory that in many ways actually sucks. When you hear us ‘open relationship’ types smugly describing our supposedly enlightened lifestyle, there is all manner of high-maintenance bullshit that we are not telling you about. So let’s expose this high-maintenance bullshit for

Good afternoon, Broke-Asses! So, here’s something personal about me: I’m married. To an awesome guy who loves me and treats me well and encourages me to follow my dreams. His name is Paul. He is British (ie: sexy as fuck) and my very favorite person in the world, besides my

Well, most things in San Francisco are a little strange, and ending a relationship in this town is no different. From not being able to move out for a few months due to the expensiveness of this city to knowing that the only way you won’t run into your ex is if she moves out of town, breakups in SF might be a special breed. What follows is a little guide to surviving a San Francisco breakup. That is, of course, after you figure out who gets which tutu from the costume box.

So much more than a graduation gift or banker’s front pocket accessory, the fountain pen is still the best way to write longhand. A fountain pen will tighten up your penmanship and loosen your grip, saving you from writer’s cramp.  Contrary to the marketing hype of a few high end

Well, here we are in the waning days of the lusty month of May, and there is a strong likelihood that you have grand designs on the Memorial Day Weekend that lies ahead. A trip to the Southland, perhaps, to sneer at our Angeleno siblings and their “summertime”, a little

Is it just me, or is social media a complete babyfest lately?  Everyone is popping out kids.  Your boss, your best friend, your sister.  And shockingly, they’re all expecting a gift.  They might say they’re not, but they are. You’ll probably end up getting something uninspired.  Not because you want