I remember the exact moment when I decided to drop out of college. It was during a creative writing lecture on pathetic fallacy. Our pro...

This is a sad story. One early evening in the fall of 2010, I was walking to the apartment of two former students, siblings, a brot...

It's been a pretty good weekend. In my advanced age, I tend to stay home on weekends and do old man stuff (crossword puzzles, sc...

James Baxter was sweating. Profusely. It was an inordinately hot afternoon for late April, and the air conditioning on the metro was fee...

On May 28th, Psychedelic Kimchi, this hallowed elephants' graveyard of swear words and insight from the East, turned 10. A lot ha...

[7:40 AM] Wake up. Check the Yahoo! Weather app. Look out window. Gloomy, fog hugging everything like lonely specters, but apparently th...

"Do you have the hiccups?" "No. I think I might throw up." We were on the ferry from Hong Kong to Macau. The sea...

  "I was fishing in this guy's truck. I didn't even have to jimmy the lock or anything because the idiot left the passenger...

Nostalgia is a narcotic. In small doses, it can enhance an experience. When I was eighteen years old, my best friend, my brother, and I ...

As far as halls of fame go, the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame has to be one of the most subjective, because it's impossible -- or at le...