What do you do when the rain cancels and you’re only three blocks from home? You cancel the bus, crank the Adrenaline Mob, and head straight for the brewery.
I woke up to a purple TV and a Roku interface that wanted to fight me. One hard reset later, I’m stuck in a loop of email codes and “Smart” requirements. Whatever happened to just plugging things in?
I realized this morning that no matter how much leverage you have, there are just some things you can’t do—even with a big stick.
Am I the only one who thinks The Hunger Games is just 1984 with better outfits? Plus, a look at why we call music “Rock” and “Blues” and an apology for last week’s missing show.
We left a pickup truck and a flag on the moon, and we still have people convinced it was shot in a basement. It’s time to stop the “space shit” talk and look at the telemetry.
When you hit a brick wall for three days and then accidentally overwrite your buddy’s entire project, you pivot. Toss in two beers on an empty stomach, a Prince deep dive, and a plate of pasta to save your soul.
How I learned to stop worrying and love the elastic waistband. For a wheelchair user, blue jeans aren’t just fashion—they’re a 15-minute NASA-level logistical exercise. After twenty years of cargo-pant safety, the denim has returned.
I love the 1970s, but my smart speaker thinks the entire decade is just one long, endless stay at a specific hotel in California.
The Prince of Darkness meets Harry Styles. Between the Timberlake funk and the Bublé charm, the music is surprisingly solid—but the banana-yellow pants and gym sweatshirt combo is a total systems failure.
Casey Neistat redefined the hustle. Here’s why his journey from HBO to YouTube mirrors the Prince of Darkness’s own evolution.