Reaching out to Kevin Durant. ATrain Corp. is here to help.

Kevin Durant sucks at being a rich and famous basketball player. He is out here on twitter fighting a social media battle like a goddamn peasant. Kevin Durant recently apologized for creating fake twitter accounts to bash his naysayers and former coaches/teammates, and lift up his own image and brand. Why Kevin? I know why, you think your a normal dude. Your feeling get hurt, you feel misunderstood, the media is savage as fuck I get it. I’m here to take you under my wing Kevin. I here to show you, how to be a rich famous basketball player, not … Continue reading Reaching out to Kevin Durant. ATrain Corp. is here to help.

Weekend Football Review: Beaks are still wet.

  OK we missed on a few bets over the weekend, but we hit on more and ATRAIN CORP. is firmly in the black. Weekly Breakdown: Week 1: +100 Week 2: +400 Week 3: This was first week of NFL season we did +500 college and -200 on NFL for +300 total. Week 4: +450 college only So far so good. This is where as a degenerate gambler you start to get too confident and start betting more and more. We are not going to do that. Yet. Saturday Musings: Clemson continues to make ATRAIN CORP money. Brett Venables defense is … Continue reading Weekend Football Review: Beaks are still wet.

Wet the beak Friday. College Football Picks against the spread.

  Atrain Corp had a good week last week in College only to see a nice chunk of our winnings go away when the NFL started. I’m way more at home picking the College game than the NFL.  I’m gonna continue to put out 5 NFL picks each week but, I am drawing the line at auto betting 100 on each game. Look for those on Saturday. I will bet based on my confidence from now on. Let’s wet some beaks.   The Friday Night Special: Illinios getting 17.5 is too much for me. There is some fan bias here. … Continue reading Wet the beak Friday. College Football Picks against the spread.

Week 1 Power Ranks: The Holy War Film Festival.

Welcome to the 1st ever Holy War Film/Television Festival. We have several noteworthy entries this year. Some are good, some are bad, some are ugly. On Thursday we were all treated to an advance screening of Blair’s new project “Notting wrong with having Tyreek Hill” Another Thursday Night Special was Justin’s remake of a popular 90’s sitcom. Wow! You won’t want to miss what these two are getting into am-i-right? Next we have a somewhat dated comedy from Max. It probably wouldn’t fly today. But he’s hoping that audiences love the heartfelt bond that forms between Terrelle Pryor and a … Continue reading Week 1 Power Ranks: The Holy War Film Festival.

The Mitch Trubisky Saga continues: A Free Tarot Reading.

  Quick note: I mis-spoke on the “page of swords” card. Replace the word “emotion” with “curiosity” and “gossip” emotion is tied to the suit of cups more than swords. Other than that this was a very positive reading. I swear on my honor that I did not predetermine the order of those cards, that was a 100% genuine reading. Honestly it’s got me a little shaken up. It was too positive, I hope I was interpreting those cards correctly. It’s like Lady Mellisandre looking into her night fires, the fires don’t lie, but the interpretation can be off. Continue reading The Mitch Trubisky Saga continues: A Free Tarot Reading.

The Prone Bone Malone Hip Hop Head Haberdashery: Wu Tang Clan Member Rankings

Let me state something right off the bat: I am more than qualified to write this blog. I have an insatiable thirst for real Hip Hop music. It’s my favorite thing on this Earth. I live for Hip Hop, intellectually stimulating fictional content, competitive athletics, Kombucha, bar food, and prone boning. That’s really all that matters to me. Do I occasionally lose arguments or make mistakes with facts? Sure. Just the other day A Train corrected me on a Dilated Peoples / Black Sheep egregious error. I might be a prone boning Adonis, but I am a human in regards … Continue reading The Prone Bone Malone Hip Hop Head Haberdashery: Wu Tang Clan Member Rankings

Thursday Recap: Mark Wahlberg, Patriots anger the Football Gods & Friday Wet the Beak: College Football Picks

Thursday Night Recap : Chiefs 42 Patriots 27 I may be a Bears fan, but I love the Patriots. I love Belichick and Brady. I fucking hate Goodell. That being said the Pats were the victims of their own hubris last night. First off let me say I have had just about enough of fucking Mark Wahlberg as the face and voice of Boston. Fuck this guy, there are other famous New Englanders. This bitch left the fucking super bowl early, don’t tell me shit about a sick kid. You are just raising the next generation of super pussy if … Continue reading Thursday Recap: Mark Wahlberg, Patriots anger the Football Gods & Friday Wet the Beak: College Football Picks

50 Shades of Mitch.

Mitch Cumstein. Mitch Kramer. Mitch from “Not Another Team Movie.” The fictional Mitch lives large in either obscurity, annoying face touches, or being told to stop. Personally, I only truly care  for Cumstein. He’s the only the one that seems like a good shit who wouldn’t get his chops busted. But this blog isn’t about that. This blog is about my personal experiences with fellas named Mitch. The reasons for it are mine and mine alone, but ever since the A Train became linked to Mitch “Mr. Biscuit” Trubisky, I’ve been faced with a surplus of Mitch in my life. … Continue reading 50 Shades of Mitch.

Throwback Thursday: Magic Eye Posters, and the stupid people who look at them.

There was a lot of stupid shit to permeate American culture in the 90’s. The Magic Eye might take the cake. Children of the new millennium, your parents and grandparents would stare at these nothing posters in the hopes that image would appear.   I have nothing but hate for the Magic Eye Hoax industry. Yes, it is a hoax. They give you a poster that looks like color-vomit, and tell you if you stare at it, you will see an owl or a tiger or some bullshit like that. It’s the modern version of the emperor’s new clothes. There … Continue reading Throwback Thursday: Magic Eye Posters, and the stupid people who look at them.