You are not original. (and that’s good)

This is where I tell you how to write, and not worry about being original.

Riding Through Death.

A while back I had the chance to go experience Death Valley in a very special way: top a two wheeled beast who just devours desert. With the adventurous crew from Honda who brought the badass bikes, along with my goto for all things cool, Tracy Motts from Rev'It motorcycle gear, we were completely covered... Continue Reading →

Happy National Sandwich Day!

No really. That's a thing. And it's today. I don't know why that is so surprising really... we have national sock day, a day for toenails, even a day to appreciate slugs (they are very important to gardens you know). So why wouldn't we celebrate our favorite vehicle for delivering food to your mouth? As... Continue Reading →

Paint. Naked Girl. Shoes. What’s not to love?

It's fall, and it's a good time for reflection. So here is a good lesson in humility. Take heed. Sometimes, I am lucky enough to be brought in a room with a bunch of other creative people and offer an idea to help sell their product. A while back I had a concept for a... Continue Reading →

They Came Together. And You Will Too.

Hi. Rob Serrini here. Film Critic. Welcome and Action. Upon my never ending quest to better the film-watching community with vitriol so accurate about cinema today (while trolling every IMDB page I can) I wondered, or perhaps came across a new little "Poehludd" vehicle who's title peaked, so to phrase, my interest: "They Came Together"... Continue Reading →

cobble hill. stay away.

Seriously. Do not move to, or even come visit Cobble Hill in Brooklyn. It is the worst place on earth. Earth. Flint Michigan? Please, more like Daytona Beach. Detroit Michigan? Palm Springs in comparison. Hell, anywhere in Michigan is better than Cobble Hill. You should definitely go to Michigan. Here are some cheap plane tickets,... Continue Reading →

denver. eat it.

Continuing on our series about Denver (sounds so very 60 Minutes right?) we come to a very important segment (for an Italian)... foods. When someone says Denver, the first thing I think of is John Denver. The second thing I think of is John Denver eating a Denver omelet. The third thing I think of... Continue Reading →

denver. the city that doesn’t nap.

So, hey Denver. I had no idea what you were going to be like. I imagined you crossed with dusty trails, tread by cowboy boots, and every one of your townsfolk stoned out of their mind. Shit was I wrong. (Like I was wrong bout Amsterdam. Sorry Amsterdam.) Denver is a modern, clean, and quiet city.... Continue Reading →

denver. city of suds.

So, apparently, Denverinos (surely not what they call themselves) like beer. A lot. A whole fucking lot.  This is good because I like beer too. I like beer so much, I actually invented a TV show. That's right, invented. It's called the Brewhaha and I'm still waiting for a call from Esquire apologizing for Brew Dogs.... Continue Reading →

drinking where you shouldn’t.

Well at least you look good doing it. Last week I checked out the Manhattan Cocktail Classic. For those of you interested in going next year, let me tell you, DO NOT WASTE YOUR TIME OR HARD EARNED MONEY. WORST TIME EVER. That is all. They gone? Sure? Ok... for those reading on not planing... Continue Reading →

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