Brain on Drugs #5

Every new year, I say to myself, “Vic, this shit’s gonna be lit. You’re going to do X, Y, and Z. It’s gonna be dope.” And then the following year proceeds to bite me in the ass. Like literally the last four years of my life. Recurring theme. That span equates to the entire time…

Brain on Drugs #4

I lied about not smoking weed. Sorry not sorry. 2017 is out this bitch. Not officially, but honestly, the last four months of every year generally fly by in a gust of classes, stress, bills, and credit card debt. So in my mind, this shit is basically over. That’s not to say shit still can’t…

Life is Funny Enough Without Your Bullshit

Listening to this recent mailbag episode of The Read has me thinking… In particular, the question called “Trump stole my swag” or something like that. It was a man writing who had just recently been married. Evidently they had hats made with a hashtag and the hats were red and the print was white. Just…