Holy Crap, I Got Published in The Spectator!
I'm not sure how it happened, kids, but The Spectator (United Kingdom), the world's oldest weekly magazine, just published some of my...
Writing for HIGH TIMES...Again!
BIG ANNOUNCEMENT: I was supposed to wait until Friday to reveal the big news, but fuck it, here goes: Sooooo, I just signed a new...
Get A Signed Copy Of My Book "Marijuana Misfit: Two Years Of Terror"
The end of the world is near. Only those in possession of a copy of Marijuana Misfit: Two Years Of Terror will survive the second coming...
I Was Wearing Dirty Underwear When A Google Alert Told Me I Was Dead
I certainly wasn’t dressed for it when I woke up last Saturday morning to a Google alert, saying that I was found dead. “Maybe a little hung
I've Got To Get The Heck Out Of Dodge: The Feds Are Gaining On Me
I’ve been hunkered down here in my apartment in Southern Indiana for so long that I’m actually starting to engage in conversations with myse
BANNED IN THE USA: Come on, America! Stop Eating Hot Dogs Like A Bunch of Wieners
Rumor has it that's the reason the South lathers up their hot dogs with so many toppings. Got to keep those wieners adequately covered,
I'm Headed For The Hills: COVID Is Closing In
Paranoia, bears, hillbillies and the inability to live off the land.
F*ck Y'all Quarantine Vegans, I Need Some Meat!
Author’s Note: Being in public relations must really suck. These people sit in an office all day, firing off emails to deadbeat...
Smell My F*cking Balls, They're Magnificent!
I often teased that if Dante would have worked fast food before writing “Inferno,” sweaty balls would have been deemed the Ninth Circle of H