Some kids don’t have video games.

Unlike many outdoor or outdoor-adjacent sports, climbing requires a lot of crap. When I just went on runs everyday, all I needed were some shoes, but now that I’ve been climbing, I need to maintain and prune a small army of very specific items. There is an essentially limitless arsenal of shit available to enhance…

Winter approaches, and the icy grip of death descends from the north. The foolish cyclist hangs their bicycle on a peg and prepares for months of slothfulness in which their only exercise consists of getting up to go to the fridge; the confident cyclist, aware that even in a bad climate most days in winter the roads…

Playing board games at holiday gatherings, parties, or anywhere else should be fun. It usually isn’t, because the most popular party games are awful.

The line between holiday gifts and New Year’s resolutions is less clear than it might seem. Unless you and your gift recipients have fallen into the terrible trap of typecasting—Here’s one more item for you with a golf joke on it, Jolly Person Who Plays Golf!—presents are aspirational: Here’s something you’re not…

So you know a Drew Magary enthusiast, or someone who should be a Drew Magary enthusiast, and you’re wondering what sort of holiday present to get them? As someone who argues with Magary daily about everything, listen to me on this—I know what I’m talking about. Get them some Magary books!

The Golden State Warriors went 73-9 during the 2015-16 NBA regular season, only to see their championship aspirations dashed in the Finals, where they blew a 3-1 lead to LeBron James’s Cleveland Cavaliers.

I bet you know some bad kids. Not your kids. Your kids are lovely, imaginative, super-athletic, and smart as a whip. I’m talking about your step-sister’s kids and your boss’s kids and the kids on your son’s soccer team and those kids who always end up hurting someone at the neighborhood block parties. Screw those…

Useful as they are for keeping tables level, impressing visitors, and the like, books—actual, physical books—are even better as gifts. While a lousy one makes for a perfectly fine present, there’s no real reason not to get a good one. Here are some that we liked, and that we’re pretty sure you or someone you like…

Booze is good. Booze-snob culture is ... less good. Don’t let that put you off buying booze for yourself and people you like and, hell, people you don’t like this holiday season! Here are some of our recommendations, none of which will put you much out of pocket and none of which will shame you if your asshole…

Your fantasy team is dead. That one guy—the one you don’t like—has everything on lock. On the one hand, that’s too bad for you and for your friends, who are in your league and whose teams are also dead; on the other hand, it presents you and your friends with the opportunity to take up new interests. What might those…

Are you wondering what to get the beloved boozebags in your life? I bet you're not, right? You're just going to give them all bottles of randomly selected $30 brown liquor, or maybe those stupid little chocolates stuffed with a quarter-squirt of skanky schnapps, or the first gin-and-martini-glasses boxed set you see…

One of the best things you can give to a friend who has invited you into his or her home for the holidays is something good to drink. But telling you to buy a bottle of booze would make for a pretty boring, if practical, Gift Guide. (If you do buy a bottle of booze, be a love and wrap it nicely?)

As a dad, I can tell you that what your dad really wants is just a little goddamn peace and quiet so he can read a goddamn book/watch the game/just, like, sit for five minutes without you and your sister doing whatever the hell it is you're doing that's probably going to kill at least one and maybe both of you, for…

Rock box sets are indefensible cash-sponges that will endure for as long as baby boomer parents require Christmas presents. Honestly, you don't care if they're any good any more than you worried about whether that tie you bought Dad last Father's Day was ugly. But let's pretend, just for fun, that you're a justifiably…