You don’t have to go very far to find someone who would trade places with you. The children’s oncology ward is just one floor down.
We're hurtling towards a big, giant, messy, flaming, crazy party. Get in.
Rich people fun. Clever engineers. 20-somethings with nerves of steel.
Spoiler alert: I fucking love it.
Shit's going to get real. Real weird. And not always for the better.

Jason takes on odd topics