Ralph Gamelli has been published in The Big Jewel, McSweeney’s, Monkeybicycle, and Yankee Pot Roast. This is the part where he’s supposed to put down some little joke, but as always he refuses to bow to societal expectations.
You witness an incident occur directly in front of you. You see every detail. There’s time to help—but should you get involved? A handy guide for photographers.
We open the bunker on doomsayers preparing for the end of civilization—but not all them will survive the first hour of armageddon.
They’re waiting for you. They’re looking for you. Every single night they’re on duty, ready to drive you insane. Stories from the blotter of the men inside your brain.
The internet is flooded with lists of “fun facts,” but none of them are about fun itself.
Rapists, murderers, human traffickers—this winter, sedentary criminals are rife in the nation’s parks. Photos of the 11 worst suspects.
Whether ruining a perfect game or mistaking your mother-in-law for a man, you can’t be expected to get every call right.
When all you want is get away from it all, just grab a branch, hoist yourself up, and leave your troubles below.
Introducing iBox 2G, the fastest, most powerful way to satisfy your greed and simultaneously kill a complete stranger.
While H1N1 dominates the headlines, other equally worrisome conditions get lost in the panic. Tips to survive spontaneous human combustion.
When you fold your arms or cross your legs, you unconsciously send a message that reveals your true thoughts. How to read my physical cues.
From zombies to aliens to zombie-aliens, the times that, with civilization at its very brink, against all odds—you know the drill.
Assume all human life within an apartment suddenly and inexplicably vanishes, said human life consisting entirely of me. What happens next?