I can't tell you how fun it is to go through my old High School tapes. I mean, some of them date back to almost ten years ago, and you can practically see me and Schlegel growing up onscreen--almost as telling as finding a journal. I've begun putting them on youtube (it's so funny, because a lot of these predate the notion of youtube), and I've ( Read more... )

You know those nights ( Read more... )

I just drove a large, handicap-accessible van from Phoenix to SLC. 11 hours long, I was terrified the whole time. It was actually some quality-bonding time with Dane (little brother), but I just can't relax while inside that unwieldy beast. Highway 89 is beautiful, but incredibly varied and only two-lanes--unfortunately, there are no interstates ( Read more... )

I feel stupid ( Read more... )

Sorry for the blurriness... but  Devil's Spring doesn't lie. It's scary how fast you get drunk off this. It was forged in the fires of Mt. Doom or something.


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Me and the other Vice intern Ben had nothing to do today, so I thought we should start emailing interns at other publications to see if we could hang out. We hit up Gawker, RollingStone, Fader and Spin with this email:

Hey, Ryan Bradford and Ben Todd here from Vice Magazine. It's super slow today and we're looking for things to do, and we thought ( Read more... )

Drunk weekend ( Read more... )

Really good way to start a morning.

My brilliant friend Natanya happens to be a professor at the University of Utah and she bought more copies of Horror Business than my mom to pass out to students/faculty. One of her students read it and had this to say:

I feel stupid not having written a response to this, struggling with the Ben Marcus. I would ( Read more... )

I'm slowly coming up with my next plan of action. Nothing is set in stone, but I may be trading coasts this summer. Biggie to Tupac.

Also, I gave my book to one of the Vice editors... we'll see how that works out. I'm getting pretty tired of being an intern - it's convincing me that higher-ups are either incredibly inept or assholes on purpose.

Holy shit:



They didn't fuck it up.