You know we’re getting close to summer when the smell of hot chestnuts is replaced with the simmering smell of hot dogs and other street meat, and I’m not talking about those fancy food carts. Floaters, foot-longs, weenies, whatever you want to call them, it’s hotdog season in the city

Need a mini-vacation from the city? Or maybe just to see it from a different perspective? Get your dancing shoes on for the 5th Annual Brass Tax Party on Treasure Island this Saturday from 12 pm – 7 pm. The FREE day-rave has moved from Golden Gate Park to Treasure

I know that most New Yorkers view Times Square as one of the worst areas in the city: a place dominated by tourists, flashing lights and overcrowded restaurants, bars and shops. I thought the same thing for a long while, believing that all the relics from its debaucherous past were

Grocery Outlet is like the Robin Hood of supermarkets; it steals what the rich aren’t using and gives it back to the less fortunate at outrageously low prices (and it looks fabulous in tights).  What could possibly epitomize the lifestyle of a broke-ass better than shopping at Gross-Out?  With generic

Brooklyn… funk yeah! Grimaldi’s, funk yeah! Beer garden, funk yeah! Bike valet, funk yeah! Dance lessons, funk yeah! OK, I will stop trying to make my own version of the Team America theme song now as a way to tell you about tonight’s awesome Celebrate Brooklyn event. The newly top-notched

Where would most brokeasses be without Planned Parenthood? Probably riddled with the clap and even more broke due to accidental children. They’ve been providing lunch sacks full of condoms and affordable health care services for about 90 years, but they need your help to keep going. They’ve fought many opponents

Where else can you find a dance club going off at 8 pm every day of the week? In the Castro, of course. Badlands is a dark and sweaty gay club, with a decent sized dance floor where people bump-and-grind to pop music blasting over video screens. Follow the dance

It’s no secret that I love a good street score – every true broke-ass can appreciate the low, low price of nothing – and one of the easiest things to snag curb-side is magazines and books. With everyone claiming print is dead; folks are ditching their bound books all over