No one really knows what I’m talking about. -Beastie Boys, “Sounds Of Science” I open bananas with a steak knife, I get two haircuts a year, I can barely dress myself, and my favorite band is the Replacements. Yet I’m ...

We fear what is different, and this tendency starts early. If you put a bite of falafel on the plate of an average American toddler, her face will contort in disgust, and she’ll probably remove it. It gets more complicated when we become adults, especially when you throw in passion, religion, self-doubt, familiarity and other ingredients.

A lot of cars in my neighborhood have bad exhaust systems; repairs are less of a priority than upgrading stereos. The bass from the music rattles the rusty parts. The front seats often are reclined back so far back that ...

It is curious how often you humans manage to obtain that which you do not want. -Capt. Spock, ‘Errand of Mercy’ The Margin The art of economics lies in the margin between wholesale and retail. This margin contains two fishes ...

The people of Millennia are among the brightest civilizations in the world. They have unique customs and dialects that may be foreign to some Westerners. This helpful travel guide will make your time among them totally colon capital “d”! Welcome to ...

My name is Erin Wilson, ArtPeers co-founder and President. I’d like to explain what we are, how we came to be and where we’re going. Starting with the artsy use of unnecessary punctuation and lower-case words which – I’ve learned – is like Shake ‘N Bake for cool: this.is.art.peers

Once, in Amsterdam, Holland, when I was 17 years old, I saw a man smoking a marijuana cigarette within arm’s reach of a police officer. It was legal, but still, it seemed brazen. Well that’s nothing compared to what I’ve ...

[This piece was edited a month after its original publishing, to eliminate some expository sections that were not essential. -etw] Don’t fret precious I’m here. Step away from the window. Go back to sleep -A Perfect Circle, “Counting Bodies Like ...

The following is a letter of intervention, to Grand Rapids’ Arthur E. Vence. Dear Art, Before I begin to say anything, I want you to know that I love you.  I’m here today not only because I love you, but ...

“Today a young man on acid realized that all matter is merely energy condensed to a slow vibration, that we are all one consciousness experiencing itself subjectively, there is no such thing as death, life is only a dream, and ...