Devil’s Kitchen is a geological feature Jodi and I visited on a stomp in Sedona. It’s so-named because a meteorite containing “magic” mushrooms infused with the DNA of ancient aliens landed there tens of thousands of years ago, and the devil—so the legend goes—fed the mushrooms to our prehistoric ancestors, unlocking consciousness in our species. I can’t back up any of that rubbish—but I do believe something like that happened somewhere in the world. 

Sometimes my youngest son stays in his feelings like Drake after getting dunked on by Kendrick in a rap beef.

If they say, “Why…why does he do me that way?” tell ‘em that it’s human nature.

My wife and I had a blast joshing around in Joshua Tree.

Chris Tucker goes crazy in The Fifth Element. Don’t we all?

I scoffed when Kanye West claimed bass-heavy music was mind control. Now I embrace his wisdom—and plan to follow his lead in influencing White House policy.

The classic Nintendo Entertainment System’s reset button was my third-best friend growing up as a hotheaded youth in the 80s, right behind my dudes Jesse and J.J.

Unlike sistas Tigra and Bunny, the forty-five-year-old version of me sharing this three-dimensional experience with you does not like cars, especially not the ones that go boom.

It’s all but certain that humans will go extinct long before the sun swells into a red giant and swallows the Earth.

I’m grateful to have women in my life who give me love, love, love, love crazy as Aaron Neville’s hairstyle.

Chaperoning my son’s nature field trip helped me realize that humans are still in the larval stage of our species’ development.

Devils Lake near the Dells is dope.

Humans are hot tub time machines.

My favorite Jane Austen adaptation, Clueless, just turned 30! To the evolved version of sapiens, homo spiritus, it may as well have turned 30,000. 

I call big, beautiful bs on anyone who calls Trump and his laws un-American.

Women are poised to flip the script and payback’s a bitch. That might could be why Elon, Bezos, and them billionaire boyz are so hype to get off planet.

Satis, Ancient Egyptian goddess of war, hunting, and fertility, and granter of wishes to those seeking love.

If we look closely enough, we can see the entire universe in a bumblebee.

I attended megachurch and loved it. This is an AI-generated image of a pretend one.

If you don’t know, now you know that’s the cover of The Notorious B.I.G.’s classic first single, Juicy.