The Day Lemmy Taught Me About Speed
It was as incongruous a sight as you could hope to see in the mid-afternoon light of the Burbank Hilton lounge—Lemmy Kilmister, the...
The King and I
I’ll never forget being four years old and watching Elvis’s Aloha from Hawaii satellite broadcast back in ’73. My diaper days were behind...
The Legend of White Boy Rick
In the coming months, you will be hearing a lot about White Boy Rick, which is the street name of Richard Wershe Jr., who, while still a...
Confessions of a Dope Journalist
I started doing drugs when I was a baby. I picked up a nicotine habit when I was a zygote, then a few months after my birth, I started...
Where the Wild Things Are
When you’re out in the wilderness any small gift is magic. Like right now I’m waiting for the two Steves to wake up and all I can think...
The Field of Dreams
The first serious marijuana garden I ever saw, before I became Cultivation Editor at High Times, back when I was still a lowly freelancer...
The Execution of Timothy McVeigh
When you consider the events of April 19, 1995, and you see those photos of the gutted Alfred P. Murrah Building, images of first...
