Because, sometimes, stupid decisions and warped logic are the essence of thriftiness: 1) Go commando. Is giving up underwear going to save you on laundry bills? No. But if you have a dangerous shopping habit, here’s one way to get rid of it: “Ooo look at those jeans… maybe I should

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From Drew Brees to Hog’s Head Cheese, James Black to Sazerac: Here’s our New Orleans insider’s guide, neighborhood by neighborhood, to all the things that make the Crescent City the greatest city in America. Treme/ Mid-City Treme St. by St. Louis Cemetery #1 The Treme should be a UNESCO World

I’m really excited for this event! I’m going to be debuting a really special, brand new piece called “Why You Should Fuck a Writer”. I’ve been working on it for like a year and a half. It’ll be the kind of thing you’ll be proud to say you were at

Let me begin by clarifying: when I say “cheap dates”, I do not mean people. Any guy who clicked on this in hope of discovering a list of people who wear panties with easy access labels, stop reading. Go hold open some doors or reach stuff off top shelves and

After a brief hiatus and a spectacular first season, Chris Rose and company are back at Brooklyn’s Pine Box Rock Shop on Friday, October 11th for another installment of Late Night Basement. As always, you can expect an entertaining monologue from Chris Rose and a great comedic lineup, however, this

Oh heyyy… Do you, by chance, like local music, art, and fashion? WE DO TOO! Commune SF is back 10/9 at the Elbo Room starting at 9 PM! WTF is Commune? It’s a movement of artists, designers, musicians and people that take a stand against tobacco corporations, their practices and their presence in

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