I don’t exactly love winter, but I can respect it, and snow is awesome. Winter owns its goddamn cold and tell you to accept it or fuck off. Fall is like “Well, you might want to wear a light jacket, or go with the pea coat, but who knows what it’ll be like by mid-afternoon? Oh, look, that guy is wearing shorts. Don’t…

If punching dudes is your genre of choice though, you’ll need to sneak in one last viewing of Top Gun (RT: 55%)

You are gonna wish Jay Cutler was back after watching Matt Barkley these next 6 games

Pretty scary stuff. Unions are an option, certainly, and I would never discourage anyone from joining a union.

If these neighbors were smart, they’d take these pics and put them on io9.

Torque is right up there with Boyz

What’s the worst thing to spill in the kitchen?

Here’s my fact check of his list:

Fact - this is a list.

But, but, I thought we were all supposed to live in the city as foretold in the Gospel according to Gawker.

Leave it to the Bears to win a game that only pushes them further out of good draft position and simultaneously gives the Packers a better shot at winning the division lol...

I may make a slight edit and go with 4oz and no club soda, but I’m down with this all day.

I especially hate looking through a genre list, clicking on one to read the description, deciding against it and going to the list only to find myself back at the beginning of the damn list.

Is it just me or does there appear to be pretty much nothing of redeeming value coming to Netflix in November?

because only hardcore alcoholics drink at 9am

Soon.

Couldn’t agree more. There are exactly three things you may bring into a weight room: Your workout book. A Pen. A Water bottle.

As a White Sox fan, I can completely sympathize. At least you don’t have to live in the same geographical region with fans of another team that sell out most games. Because as bad as it is to hear those comments on STR, it’s 100% worse when you have to hear it from people trying to talk shit about your team with…

The other day, a dude brought his *dog* into the gym, and let it wander around. Weirdly, the dog has the same name as my wife. So, after the 10th time the owner yelled at the dog to leave me alone, I said, “It’s cool. My wife has the same name, so I’m used to be distracted by a Mollie when I’m trying to focus.”

I stopped going altogether about 18 months ago the frustration in those places simply isn’t worth it for me. Also grab a couple dumbells/ equipment of choice and your house is a fine gym. I guess that doesnt apply to apartment dwellers tho who may be lacking space.