Where is the best place to put extra money right now? – TD

Extra money?! Woohoo! Yeah! I know some of you reading this are thinking, “dang, that would be nice to have some ‘extra money,’ and if I had some I wouldn’t have any trouble thinking of what to do with it.”

What is “extra” money? Is it the $10 you have left at the end of the night that you didn’t think you would have? Is it the money beyond what you needed to cover your regular monthly expenses? Is it the money you have beyond covering monthly expenses, savings, and retirement investments? It means something different to everyone, because what people feel they “have to” make is different to everyone.

I was told this piece had the potential of being quite funny.  But see, the funniest (read: most embarrassing) thing I could think of about bluegrass is that starting at age 12 (complete with braces), I won the blue ribbon 3 years in a row at the Marin County Fair

Well not really.  The Geishas will be emerging tonight at Grasslands, and the party for the Gowanus tomorrow is costume optional (though I think there is a Depression Era theme’).  The words both started with G, I was hoping they’d draw you to read this post.  Guess it worked. GEISHA

Take a minute to sing “One of these thing is not like the others” (or watch Cookie Monster sing it) while you try to figure out which of these things that just doesn’t belong: John Cleese, The Grapes of Wrath, Hewlett Packard, The Wizard of Oz, the La Guardia Airport

I’m not gonna lie, I’ve never really been a fan of vegetables.  Actually that’s an understatement.  I fucking hated veggies for most of my life.  I don’t know why, but pretty much as soon they hit my tongue, it was like somebody took a dump in my mouth….not in a

Since no Broke Ass male writer has taken up the offer from Robert Redford-sympathizing commenter Erica to write a dude version of this post from last week, I’m going to go ahead and let you all exhale starting RIGHT NOW. Here it be: 1.  The Jonas Brothers If your girl

I recently met with an real estate broker to check out some apartment prospects. Granted this was a Sunday and I know people can get a little laissez-faire with their wardrobe choices when it comes to the weekend, but when this guy rolled up in a stained Snapple sweatshirt with

Lean times come around as regularly as a sloppy drunk at happy hour.  Family histories are peppered with tales of day old bread, ration lines, buying fruit from the back of the grocer and eggs for dinner. No shame in any of these, which is why you can do your