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Back in the early 2000s all my best friends were metalheads. People knew me as the guy who could rank every Metallica album; the guy…
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Sometimes after a long day at work I like to unwind with a couple drinks and write mean reviews for companies online. It’s kinda my…
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Next to living way too long, avoiding blame seems to be the primary skill of the baby boomer generation. From them we’ve inherited a dying…
“WHOOOOOWEEEEEEAAAAAGHHHHH!!!!!” Uh oh! We’ve all heard that excruciating whine that comes out of a poorly-positioned amplifier or a male audience member heckling a female musician. Feedback…
These days there’s a lot of talk about the “glass ceiling” in America; the invisible barrier that prevents women from rising to true equality with…
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If you thought you were going to smirk your way through a half-assed cover of Sisqó’s “Thong Song” and coast on ironic chuckles, let me…