Remember when your mom or some other old, decrepit person would talk to you about drugs, and be like, “is that HASHISH I smell??” And you would think carefully, trying to find the right answer and turning over the word “hashish” in your mind, which is a funny word, though

To save some of you the disappointment, first off, this guide is not intended for things like explosives or human kidneys. Far be it for me to favor one type of smuggling over another, but if you’re looking for help with either of those things, um, maybe you should instead

I’ve got some awesome news! We received a grant from the Civic Joy Fund to put out a literary magazine celebrating SF and acting to counter the stupid “Doom Loop” narrative. It’s a gift to the people of San Francisco. And after months of working on this project it’s now available

As I sat down to write this, my mom called to bust my balls about getting arrested for weed possession, on 4/20, when I was a junior in high school.  She does that just about every year. Yup, today is that day.  You know that one where people celebrate the act

I smoked a lot of pot in high school.  In fact, I’d pretty much have to say it was my hobby.  I was really good at it too.  Not only did I smoke it everyday, I also managed to get really good grades!  While I don’t really smoke very often

While walking around I clicked photos of all the strange shit I came across in NY, so I figured I’d share them with you. Wandering New York is definitely one of the best FREE things you can do in the world.