I write this post from the comfort of my parents’ couch. Later on today, I’m planning to do some baking and dirty up as many dishes as possible just because they have a dishwasher. But if you’re sticking around NYC for the holiday weekend, making a giant mess in your

Today is Christmas, and I’m planning on spending the afternoon cooking and baking with my family before settling down for Christmas dinner and a movie in front of the fire.  Regardless of your cultural affiliation with the holiday, there’s never a bad time to be baking in the wintertime, so

It’s rainy, it’s wet, it’s nearly Christmas, I’ve done none of my shopping, I have a migraine and for some reason my laptop will not pick up WiFi. This basically sucks. What doesn’t suck? Sun Jars. Sun jars are pretty easy but you will have to locate some solar garden

How MTV’s most lucrative guidos managed to turn a mundane task into an anticipated mini-celebration and coin yet another catchphrase, “T-shirt Time!”,  is a conundrum. But who needs explanation when there are multiple sets of rippling abs to distract you from the stupidity of it all. Nonetheless, no promises will

We here at BAS Headquarters are always thinking of new awesome things to bring to you, our dear (and depraved) readers.  So with this in mind we’ve teamed up with the fine folks over at Drink Me Magazine to bring you a new drink recipe every Thursday.  That way you can

Christmas is next week and if you’re like me (hopefully you’re not), you have done zero Christmas shopping and have no clue what to do about the myriad people in your life who have probably already thoughtfully purchased and wrapped a very special present for you.  Have no fear! There

Listen, I’m not just a broke-ass because I have no money. I’m a broke-ass on principle. For example, this is rad: I want it. I don’t even cook, and I want it. It’s also $165. I refuse to pay money (especially three figures) for something I can just do myself

I am sick. It sucks. I feel like I have been thoroughly bitch slapped by whatever demon virus has invaded my body and after three days of quarantine, I see no signs of relief. Pity me now, please. The first day I started to feel it coming on, I hit