So we at Broke Ass HQ, like many of you, often spend time shooting the shit and coming up with new ideas to make you laugh, cry, save money and live your life. The haiku, a Japanese form of poetry, is a beautiful and simplistic way to show your affection

When DayGlo was beginning to be manufactured on a large scale, you might have gotten away with describing it simply as a combination of particular dyes and resins that produce bright colors with the unique effect of glowing under ultraviolet light.   But, thanks to the freaky fairy fingers of  the

I have a bad taste in my mouth from last night, which I’ve narrowed down to extra durrrty martinis or the two double cheeseburgers I ate at 3 am at the Delancey/Essex McDonald’s where a drunk dude in a blazer almost got socked by the on duty Wo-manager for taking

  The San Francisco International Film Festival is one of the city’s great claims to fame. Known as the first of its kind in the nation, many films from overseas get their first premiere on our shores. Pretty exciting shit, since we are the first to see some fairly amazing films before

I’ve spent the past few days neglecting your pickled livers with posts about filmmakers, workshops, and literary panels so I guess I need to reel some of you back with a bucket of chum and a dash of glam.  The problem is, I’m finding free a little hard to track

Yesterday was Earth Day and I didn’t do anything beyond breathe some oxygen and fertilize some porcelain.  Well, that isn’t entirely true. First, there is no way that toilet was porcelain and second, I went to see Spike Lee speak at the SOHO Apple Store, which i DID tell you

The PEN World Voices of International Literature hits the city in a few days, which means 160 writers over the course of 6 days OR 26.6 writers a day doing conversations, panels, performances, and readings.  Obviously that is far too many; an overwhelming choice that leads to paralysis and blocks

Her music is weird and her style is weirder. It’s official: I have a total gay crush on Natasha Khan from Bat for Lashes. Not a half-assed ‘girl crush” where I wish she was my BFF or something, but a fully sexual, gay crush. I would get with Natasha Khan