If you’re like me, a dude who actually cares about how he looks and one that wants to be dapper, you feel kinda sheepish alway showing up in the exact same suit for every suit-ish occasion.

“Why’d you let that ripe piece of ass get away?” There were 20 of them. Big fuckers. No like BIG fuckers. And they were drunk too. They were standing on the corner of Broadway and Columbus, outside the pizza place, with boxes of that greasy stuff. They were commenting on

I’m excited to be reading at Red Light Lit again this Saturday! What is Red Light Lit? I’m glad you asked! As their site says: Red Light Lit is a literary journal and reading series that explores love, lust, desire and sexuality in the form of prose, poetry and song. Curated by

I figure it’s been awhile since I did a giveaway for what a few drunk bums in the public library consider the best book of all time, Young, Broke & Beautiful: Broke-Ass Stuart’s Guide to Living Cheaply. Plus if you win, I will sign it AND write a dirty limerick in it!

If you are like me, you spend an embarrassing amount of time on Gchat, the messenger embedded within Google’s widely popular email application called “Gmail”. Perhaps you’re familiar? At any given moment I’m knee-deep in conversations with at least five different people, discussing all things mundane, hilarious, grave and deep.

What’s love on this day? It’s just another excuse to get drunk and have fun! Stimulate’s Annual Valentine’s Blood Massacre VI Wanna get a little hardcore this year? Stimulate offers a little something for the mind, the body, and the dance floor. Expect to catch bloody cupids, fallen angels and

We’ve all been there, dude. You’re happily single, watching True Detective from a stolen source of cable, pretending the chicken in your fridge is still ok to eat, Peter Panning your way through life on a meager salary, when, BAMM! The perfect person comes along, and you’re screwed (literally and

Because life’s more fun when you have to be creative AND wait to the last minute. Another corporate holiday is slowly upon us, ladies and gentlemen, and if you’d like to opt out of those prix-fixe meals and simply skip to the wine or champagne before sex (which, let’s be