If you’re an 80s kid, you know that Transformers was basically the most badass 30 minutes of your entire weekend. The most badass transformer is (duh) Megatron. Show you’re part of Team Decepticon with my newest shirt design – G1 Megatron! You can...
Welcome to “What To Listen To While You’re Lifting Weights”, the show where I try to help you fix your shitty taste in music. I’m your host, xMattxEdgexCorexMoshxBrox and today I’m going to introduce you to the wide world of mid-2000s...
Walking through the local college campus is pretty hazardous. I must wear too many black metal shirts because I’m often assaulted by religious guys trying to get me to go to their church. Today I asked myself, “Why would I waste my Sundays hanging out with...
One of the most intriguing blogs I’ve ever read is Wall Street Playboys. WSP contains information on everything from finance to resume advice, all from the perspective of real Wall Street insiders. I started reading the blog back in 2012, but these guys really...
Listen up kiddies, it’s learnin’ time! Yer ol’ pal Matt is about to drop some core blogging knowledge for newbie writers. Writing a blog is a rewarding process. However, even providing incredible content won’t mean much unless somebody’s...
Earlier tonight one of my buddies put out a call on Twitter asking for metal bands to listen to at the gym. Like most people, he can’t get into death metal vocals. Just like drinking black coffee, harsh vocals are hard to tolerate at first, but once you get used...
I don’t know what the deal is with low-budget workout facilities. Short of Walmart, gyms seem to attract the biggest screwballs on the face of the earth. The lord and master of all Gym Weirdos is Pine Sol Guy, and this is the story of how I got his ass chucked...
Indian men have it rough when it comes to dating. According to OkCupid’s 2009 study, Indian guys receive fewer replies than any other ethnic group. How do you meet and date beautiful women if you’re an Indian man? Enter Desi Casanova, a dating resource...
A couple of years ago, my crunchy granola friend Giles hit me up to go rock climbing. Instead of scaling an artificial rock wall like coked-out spider monkeys, Giles suggested that we should attend a yoga class instead. The rusty gears of my internal meathead thought...
Ok bitches! Who’s ready for the rootin’est, tootin’est, gun-shootin’est ‘Merican holiday in the entire country? Not you, otherwise you wouldn’t be reading this Groundhog Day drinking game guide. Time to get day drunk with the East...
