What is the thing that ties all us broke-asses together?  The shit we ain’t got.  Now I’m a huge advocate of loving the life you live regardless of how much money or material wealth you may have, but that doesn’t mean a motherfucker can’t fantasize!  Because of that, I bring

The Mission Bay Farmers Market down by UCSF is officially the best kept farmers market secret in San Francisco. I went down this past Wednesday to grab my usual fancy goat cheese and cherries and walked away with two FREE Giants tickets! Unbeknownst to me, I had been entered in a

Just in case you didn’t get a chance to read Silvi’s Broke-Ass of the Week, I thought I’d repost her awesome poem. It’s also included as a preface of my most recent book. Enjoy and please share.

Running until June 26th, Dutch Architect Bas Princen’s latest exhibition, “Refuge: Five Cities” takes a photographic look at how the buildings of  five Middle Eastern cities act as refuge for those that inhabit them. The rich flock to sequestered communities, shutting the gates behind them. The others, the migrant and impoverished workers, find their homes in

I agree with Ashley — I just don’t get the fuss over The World Cup.  I mean, seriously, (hypothetical) guy I’m dating, you’re going to drag me to a bar to watch a sport I’ve never seen you watch, much less talk about (except to declare in passing one time

In the past, I’ve used this humble space to talk about how not look so poor when eating your Mac & Cheese, or Ramen noodles, or Peanut Butter and Jelly. OR WHATEVER. But what about all those trendy dishes the hot new restaurants are serving up that all your Yelp

Considering that the gods of finance have yet to gift me with enough cash to buy a bike, I can’t say I have too much of a vested interest in the future of the urban bicycle. And yet I care. I really do. Tonight at 7PM, the Museum of Arts and