tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-109957972011-08-29T08:09:40.484-04:00Dedicated to helping you waste 5 minutes or so a day. And people say I contribute nothing to society.Makihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11215305055290753943noreply@blogger.comBlogger2741100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10995797.post-15786077976905516522007-07-12T00:49:00.000-04:002007-07-12T01:01:17.790-04:00

Yes, I am still alive. Yes, I know you're shocked. I'd like to say I've been living the life of privilege, but well, actually I kinda have. Maybe for a day or so. Sucks to be the rest of you that day, huh? I'll admit the rest of the days weren't as nice. I'll tell you all about those later. For now, I have a tag to respond to and I wouldn't be a good blogger if I didn't do that. I need to build

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Guess what turned 2 years old last Wednesday? Guess who only just now got around to mentioning it? I think you know what and I think you know who. It appears the sophomore slump continues. One day I will stop working, stop doing freelance design jobs, stop reffing dodgeball, stop going out drinking, stop playing basketball, stop playing Xbox 360, stop eating my 93 boxes of Samoas, stop watching

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Yeah, you could say I've been busy. What with my regular work ramping up, my freelance work ramping up, my dodgeball work ramping up, my 24 and Lost watching ramping up and my social life in general ramping up, I've been kept away from fun time on the computer pretty steadily lately. But that's okay, trust me. It's a good thing. Well, other than needing to get stitches in my eyelid due to some

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So, in the weeks preceding the HUGE PREMIERE EVENT ON FOX, which was TWO DAYS, FOUR HOURS OF 24 ON FOX, which we were reminded of during every Fox sporting event possible, it seems the number of visits I get per day has absolutely shot through the roof. The reason for this is simple...Everybody loves The "Official" 24 Drinking Game.Seriously. You would not believe how many people come here

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Yeah, you in the gigantic Ford F-150 that gets 6 miles per gallon on the highway. I'm talking to you. You need to stop and pay attention, right now.Why?Well, I'll tell you why. Listen up.Scientists estimate that light travels at a speed of approximately 670,616,629 miles per hour. Yes, much faster than your Ford F-150, even downhill. "Why," you may ask, "do I care about the speed of light?" Well,

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Welcome to 2007! I guess this means I'm back to the whole blogiverse thing. I bring you no "missions" this year, though. I think we all know how last year's ended up, now don't we? In spite of all my positivity, let's just say I fell a little short in those (2-drink limit, anyone?) And, of course, it's more fun to make up missions as I go. I figure why cram them all into the beginning of the year

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Well, I guess it's not a requiem, since 2006 isn't dead and gone yet. But I really don't plan on posting anything further this year, so I guess this will have to do, now won't it?So, anyway, how have you been? It's been a while now, hasn't it? I know there's about 40 or so of you a day that stop by daily for whatever reason... And all I can say is thanks for doing it. Sorry to keep disappointing

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I guess you get some musical accompaniment here. Listen as you read.Back when I was in high school, I had a theology teacher named Fr. Leo. He was one of the best teachers I've ever had, and he was also one of the least conventional. Before every class, once everyone had arrived, we had what he called time to "make space." The idea behind making space was that it was a short meditation session.

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It seems the blogosphere is dying. There used to be this thriving network of blogs and posters and commenters and it just seems to have shriveled up to only a few of the stalwarts. Some of us promise updates in a few days, some of us promise nothing, some of us announce our departure and some of us just kind of vanish altogether without so much as a goodbye. A lot of the links on my sidebar fell

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Ok, after giving the world the wonderful and fantastic 24 Drinking Game, I bring you The Amazing Race Drinking Game. This one is much easier to keep track of. But you're still gettin' drunk.Drink any time somebody cries. Drink twice if they're male.Drink any time somebody says, "Oh my god!"Drink any time somebody says, "I can't do it."Drink any time one teammate tells the other teammate to "SHUT

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Holy crap, is it October already? Insanity. Another week of non-blogging for me, it appears. I bring good news, though! I must admit that week two of me being corporate trainer new system guru is going much better than week one did. I've actually spent more than 10 minutes at my desk, which is a pretty good thing. The bad thing is that I've found like 3 trillion things I have to fix now in the

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I know, I know, I know, I know, I know. Absenteeism, thy name is Maki. Sorry about that. Let's just say I've been busy and leave it at that. Here is my current priority list, in descending order so you know where things stand with me.1. Work. I am the guru of our new publishing system at work. This involves working late and other assorted stupid crap, like answering the same question for the

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Monday Night Football with my team playing at home. You know what's better than that? Being at the game. And you know what's even better than that? Being at the game... In a luxury suite. That's right. Me in a luxury skybox with all the free food and alcohol I care to drink. And the topper is watching my team shut out the defending Super Bowl champs.Sometimes I love being me.

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I learned that MHD (MTV/VH1/CMT's hi-def network) actually plays music. I'm sure this won't last long before they start showing Laguna Beach reruns and Fat Joe's Streetball Tournament, so I'm gonna enjoy it while I can. In that vein, here are my random thoughts on 6 hours worth of DVR'd hi-def music videos:Having CMT included in the rotation really sucks. I mean, really sucks. This is precisely

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For all those sick of the "observed" dates for my birthday, today is the actual day that I turn 30. Thanks to everyone who showed me a great time the past two weekends... And I guess everyone that will be there tonight, too! I'm lucky enough to have some truly awesome friends. And a big TV (3 more days... 3 more days...) I even got a call from my mom & sister from Europe this morning. Remind me

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Yesterday was a day filled with football, and one that made the drive down easily worth it. I had my fantasy football draft with a bunch of my high school buddies at high noon. It's pretty much the only time I see them every year, so it's a fun-filled 3 hours even if the shouts of, "PICK ALREADY" that were heard every 60 seconds or so got old. But there's something about having college football

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So, my 30th birthday is somehow less than a week away. It's a bit strange to think about. I guess it's the idea of that big odometer rolling over an extra number this time that kind of makes me put things in perspective. I enjoyed my twenties. Quite a bit, actually. I laughed, I cried, I bought a metric ton of DVDs. It was better than Cats, I tell ya. Hell, I started a blog, an event that will

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Hey, Scientist guy! Yeah, you! What the hell did Pluto ever do to you, huh? There Pluto is, all up in its oblong orbit, happy to be a planet for the last 76 years and all of a sudden you punkasses just up and tell Pluto it's not a planet anymore? Not cool. Not cool at all. All treating Pluto like it's some kind of second-class celestial body space mass type thing or something. You even have the

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The short of it: definitely worth the wait. Of course, there are some reservations to that statement, considering I saw the movie in just about the most optimal way possible -- with a theater full of high schoolers who had been anticipating this movie as much as I had been anticipating this movie (if not moreso). And yes, they all went nuts and chimed in as soon as they realized Samuel L. was

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Again, yes I'm still alive. I'm just feeling exceedingly lazy right now.Hopefully seeing Snakes On A Plane (aka The Greatest Cinematic Achievement Of Our Generation) tomorrow will give me some inspiration. Maybe even a review! One can only hope. I really can't believe it's been almost a year since I first wrote about this movie.Here are some helpful tips you may want to keep in mind...Less than

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Yes, I'm still alive. Enjoy! Happy day!

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To say this weekend's golf tournament was a success would be an understatement. Take everything that sucked about last year's tournament (a last place finish) and take the complete opposite. Not only did my team win, we absolutely dominated. A list of our accomplishments:Shot a 68, beating the second place team by 6 strokesBeat the last place team by 16 strokesSet the record for lowest round ever

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Yes, the most important part of my preparation for the Minnesota trip is complete! If you were about to guess packing my clothes, you, (A) obviously don't know me very well, and (B) skip reading my well-crafted headlines, apparently.Now, dear reader, you may ask, "why do you need yet another custom playlist for your iPod, Maki?" Well, I'll be happy to answer. It's not for the plane (for once.)

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I've started having strange dreams lately. I rarely dream because, as any good doctor will tell you, dreaming requires R.E.M. sleep. This is a state I rarely achieve since I get about 5 hours of sleep a night, at least on a good night. Of that 5 hours, it's broken up into segments of about an hour apiece since I wake up for no good reason about that often. It's good times, let me tell you.Anyway,

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aka Walking Zero.I'm realizing that with the 3,587 things on my brain lately things I should be keeping up with and remembering are falling by the wayside. Even worse is when I remind myself about something earlier in the week and then forget it by the time it rolls around by the end of the week. Very bad. You'd think I'm a drug addict the way information keeps seeping through my brain like a

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Officially 25,000 visits to this site. And I know at least 100 of them weren't me. How the hell did that happen? Utter craziness. I guess a year and a half of blogging has paid off handsomely. Yes, it has indeed.Oh yeah, go here to watch the first 24 minutes of A Scanner Darkly. Trippy!

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Also known as: "I'm a reasonable man, get off my case."Well, I'm back. Kind of. Let's just say it's been a busy week. One of those busy weeks that really shakes up the status quo. A week that literally kept me from blogging anything. Where to start? Well, first off, my air conditioning is definitely fixed. That's the good news. Of course, that feels like a month ago already. Which leads me to...

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My air conditioner is broken. Again. I just spent $150 to get it "fixed" two weeks ago and now something else went wrong with it. It is currently 92 degrees in my house. I will now go sleep in my refrigerator. Good thing I donated blood today and sweated out three times my body weight already, because keeping properly hydrated is a good thing to do after donating blood. Oh wait...I can't move out

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July 18, 2006 is the day we all realize mankind's true potential and all go out and buy Deluxe Edition copies of the definitive Patrick Swayze film for only $14.99. Anyone who argues that Swayze was better in that dancing movie or the one with Whoopie Goldberg gets roundhouse kicked. Hard. You only think I'm joking.Please, for the love of all that's holy, let there be a Swayze commentary track.

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This morning I woke up to my alarm going off at 7:03am, the usual for a Tuesday. However, I decided that I was going to slap the snooze bar before my crappy alarm radio station (chosen specifically because it annoys me) started blaring out of the speakers. Ever have one of those mornings where it's not even an option to get up right away? The kind where you're still in bed, somewhat awake,

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Rent it. Now. Like, right now. Hell, go buy it.Ok, I guess I can write a little more than that since I haven't done a movie review thing in a while. As you can predict, this review will be a positive one. But the problem I'm having is I want to talk about all the incredibly cool stuff going on in this movie, but I don't want to give away anything. So, if I seem vague, there's a reason for it.

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So, I have begun packing up my house in preparation for the whole sale/move thing. The problem I'm having is that I just didn't realize how much stuff I'd accumulated after living in the same place for five years. Back in school and for a few years after graduation I was moving every May, like clockwork. As anyone who's followed that schedule knows, moving time is a great time to just clean up

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It's just that I really haven't had much to say. Fairly standard week, somewhat boring. I guess my muse packed up and left town because I'm not inspired to post anything of substance. Even if I did it wouldn't be as funny as if I sat on it and worked it into something funny later on. Trust me on this. I read a bunch of my older stuff and I really used to be a lot funnier. Definitely need to work

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Sometimes you've just got nothing. Nothing much to say about this weekend, nothing much interesting going on, nothing profound to say. Strangely enough, this song kind of fits my Monday night mood, so here you go. Took me a while to track the MP3 down, but it was worth it.Zero 7 - Monday NightNew Zero 7 disc comes out Tuesday. Finally. Thom Yorke solo disc, Jurassic 5's Feedback and the new DJ

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So, I had the MRI today. I went out last night and decided to try to throw like a madman at dodgeball so the elbow ligaments would be properly beat up when I went into the big freaky tube. Of course, it would have helped if I got to throw more than 2 or 3 times each game before I got pegged or caught out. And then all the beer I drank afterwards probably loosened the ligaments right back up again

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*RING**RING**RING*Maki: Hello?Memorial Hospital Person: May I speak to Joan please?Maki: Joan? No Joan here. STILL.Memorial Hospital Person: Oh god, I'm so sorry, I have the wrong number.Maki: Can you try to get the wrong number at a time that's not 6 in the damn morning, please? Do you always call your friends this early in the morning?Memorial Hospital Person: I'm so sorry!Maki: What's your

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One lunch break. Two conversations. I'm involved in both.My 90-second conversation at the doctor's officeMe: My right elbow feels like it's going to come detached from my body whenever I do fun stuff like lift weights or play dodgeball or kickball.Doc: Dodgeball? Kickball? Oooooooooookay. Does it hurt now?Me: Not really. Dodgeball is actually quite a competitive sport you, know. In fact, you be

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First, the phone rings at 7:10am. It's Memorial Hospital. I freak out when I see this on the caller ID. Too bad they've got the wrong number... No Joan here. I go back to sleep.It's 8am on the nose. My neighbor decides that's a splendid time to mow the lawn on a Sunday morning. I reach for the handgun in my dresser then realize I don't own one. This is exactly the reason why. I sandwich my head

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I realized something today. I am stuck clinging onto a relic of a bygone era. An object that should no longer have any place in my life. Yet I am dependent on it every single month.The check.Or cheque, if you're French or something. No matter what you call it, there is no place for it in this century. Shouldn't we all be using online bill payments and direct deposit by now? Yes, we should. Yet

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Spending my day in South Bend, Indiana has been great. It's been one of those days where the weather is just about perfect. The sun is bright, the clouds are nowhere to be found, the temperature is mild and the breeze is just cool enough. In other words, gorgeous. So gorgeous that even though I only got 2 hours of sleep last night and spent the entire day walking around campus with 13 other

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Wow, what's it been, since like March when I updated this thing? It's like I forgot I even had a blog! Good to see I can log back in and find that the page is still here and hasn't been wiped from the internets and whatnot... Hey. Wait a second. Wait a fucking second. What is this shit?!WHAT IS THIS SHIT.Holy crap, I think somebody hijacked my fucking blog. That's the only explanation. I mean,

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This is the story of a neighbor of my parents. She grew up in New York City, dating lots of guys with little to no luck until she met her future husband. Things were wonderful, they get married in their late twenties and have a little girl a couple years later. Life is good. A year or so later they get in a massive car wreck. She escapes with a few broken bones, but he is left a paraplegic,

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Sometimes things don't turn out how you figured they would. But sometimes that's for the best. This will be my only post on that subject.Yes, it's another Bjork song.PS: Please don't be dicks in the comments. I'm not particularly in the mood for it. Thanks.

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One day I'll wake up with a smile on my face because life is just that good. One day I won't be able to stay in bed because there's too much in this world to experience and I won't be able to wait another second to get at it. One day I'll feel like I can take on the world and win because that's how incredibly awesome I am. I can feel it...One day.

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In an odd mood right now. Not sure why.

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Y'know, I've been so busy that I've kinda lost track of how to be funny. It kinda sucks, if you ask me. I've been once again bouncing around this town like a ping pong ball. But that'll be coming to an end soon and I'll just bounce around the state for a while (Mother's Day) and even bounce around other states (Hill's graduation). No rest for the weary, I guess.So yeah, I spent a few bucks this

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In honor of my 250th post, I ask a simple question...What the FUCK are we still doing in Iraq and Afghanistan?I don't expect answers that will satisfy me.Fuckin' A.

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Ok, who's the dumbass that picks the week his fantabulous girlfriend is off gallivanting across Europe to become once again obsessed with this wonderfully depressing song?I think that dumbass is me. Yup.At least it's not The Sunday's cover of "Wild Horses"... Ah, shit man. There I go again.No, I'm not going to stick my head in the oven now, stop worrying. I've been in a surprisingly great mood

Makihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11215305055290753943noreply@blogger.com25tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10995797.post-1146453537837260312006-04-30T23:02:00.000-04:002006-04-30T23:18:58.093-04:00

Musical accompaniment at the start, as per M's request...I've been bouncing all over Jacksonville like a ping pong ball lately. Nothing much particularly funny or exciting, though. It's not like I went to Sweden or anything. Though I did take someone to the airport to go to Sweden on Friday morning, so I guess that counts, right?It's weird when you notice that the only real record of how many

Makihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11215305055290753943noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10995797.post-1145842360818470642006-04-23T21:29:00.000-04:002006-04-23T21:32:40.873-04:00

Seriously! E-mail me when people leave comments or let me republish my blog or actually show that the comments number went up instead of making me think I'm being completely ignored and I'm all Glenn Close in Fatal Attraction going "I WILL NOT BE IGNORED, BLOGGER..." You'd think I get this stuff for free or something.Oh, wait a second.

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Stolen from Katie. I know, shocking.Put your music player on shuffle. Press forward for each question. Use the song title as the answer to the question. It's sort of like a musical Magic 8 Ball.Will I get far in life?"Chinese Bombs" - BlurAm I going to China? Am I going to bomb it? This makes no sense.How do my friends see me?"Alison" - Elvis CostelloI can tell I'm going to love this tag already.

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Ever had one of those days where the dark clouds follow you around and you forgot your umbrella and then you had to walk in the rain and you got soaked and you had a miserable day and made everyone else miserable because of it instead of just drying yourself off and have a laugh about how dumb you were for forgetting your umbrella?Well, yesterday was one of those days for me.Thankfully,

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Would you believe it? I actually accomplished quite a bit tonight! This is a very rare occurrence for modern-day Maki, especially on a Thursday night. It did help that I was paroled from work early this afternoon due to all the extra time I put in Monday through Wednesday and the fact that won't be in the office tomorrow (today?) since I'll be on a plane to DC about the time everyone else will be

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Since we're all talking about our eating habits lately, I'll note that I neglected to eat dinner last night, but I didn't miss it tonight. Not since I went to the grocery store and spent $104! I'd better be getting something for my money! And a nice big bowl of Cocoa Krispies is exactly what I got for my money. Nothing like dinner at 10:30pm -- and it's cereal. Rock.Figure I should do my taxes

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I still have nothing funny and exciting to say. So, um talk amongst yourselves. Tell me a song you're really digging right now, since I need something new to listen to. I'm sure that'll last for about a half dozen comments and then we'll be back to jokes about my bodily functions. Which is fine.Happy Friday!

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In keeping with the "what did Maki eat" theme I've got going so far this week, I present to you my diet over the past day or so:3:15pm- Quaker Chewy Granola Bar (chocolate chip)7pm- Glass of shiraz at The Grotto8pm- Glass of pinot noir at The Grotto9am- NutriGrain Breakfast Bar (strawberry)10:15am- Quaker Chewy Granola Bar (s'mores)1pm- NutriGrain Breakfast Bar (apple cinnamon)I am the pinnacle

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Holy crap, man. I think my little "no meat on Fridays" deal is going to kill me. I ordered pan-seared tuna on Friday night at Copeland's, since there really wasn't much else I wanted that wasn't chock full 'o meat. I ate half of it, it was actually quite good, and then I saved the rest to bring home.They brought me the leftovers in the typical little restaurant take-away styrofoam tray. Pretty

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I cooked myself by Tracy's pool today. I have a total redneck tan going now because I politely decided to wear a shirt to the San Marco Art Festival on a typical Florida 90-degree 98% humidity April day. You guys won't get the requested pictures because I didn't realize how much I need to clean my tiny little bathroom mirror until I took a picture and the light in there makes me look stark white

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I know, I'm full of excuses these days. Here is the update!Work still sucks, but there is a light at the end of the tunnel. Sweet-talked the printer and got an extra couple days to get things done. Score!Dodgeball 2nd round playoff game was tonight. I actually made it there in time to play (and played pretty well). We lost 6-4, but it was an incredibly close 6-4. They were the eventual champion,

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Y'know, I'm starting to think the whole tag week thing was the worst thing I could have done to this blog. I set everyone's expectations of regular posting too high, and now I'm crushing them by only posting twice a week. That is, if you care all that much. If you do, well, I apologize to you for ruining your workday time waster. If you don't care... Well, you suck. But keep visiting! Please!It's

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Those of you who have been reading for a while may remember my love/hate relationship with the upcoming film epic Snakes On A Plane. It has come to my attention that a trailer has been released for it (not the real trailer, though.) Please click on Samuel L. Jackson below to watch it.As you can see, we are about to witness the birth of a new era in filmmaking. And I couldn't be more excited. I

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Seriously. Sometimes I wish I grew up in the '50s, where a white t-shirt and jeans were the standard going-out look. And I'm not talking about wife-beaters, either. I hate those damn things. I'm thinking just a plain white t-shirt. No corporate logos, no clever messages, no adornment... Just functional clothing that protects you from the elements and keeps you from going out naked.I would totally

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It looks like my sister's graduation from law school is on the exact same weekend as the Jacksonville Film Festival. Which I will undoubtedly have VIP passes for after doing their section. Think one of the two can be rescheduled to accommodate me?The best part is that I can almost guarantee you I will have nothing else going on for every other weekend in May, including Memorial Day. Just you

Makihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11215305055290753943noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10995797.post-1141972616772634182006-03-10T01:04:00.000-05:002006-03-11T03:32:35.620-05:00

Okay, so back to our somewhat normal routine. That's not quite entirely accurate, since my normal routine would be to wait until next week to post something, because, well, that's how things work around here since I'm a lazy bastard. Take heart, though! I've promised to get better at this blog thing. It'll be like the old days. The good old days. But I digress.So, I was reading Y The Last Man the

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The finale. I know you guys are all happy and saddened to see it end. I am completely lying on the time because Blogger was down for 2 hours and then M called and I talked to her and then I had dodgeball and it's not my fault, people.Ten years ago, March 1996:Sophomore year at JU. Good times, even though I'd just broken up with my long-term, long-distance girlfriend. Drinking heavily. Not

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Rejoice! The end of tag week is nigh. Today's tag is all about blogging. Because I don't tend to talk about that enough. And it's an excuse to use blog as a verb. Right on.1. What time of year do you blog the most?It appears the spring, especially March & April. Hell, I had 64 posts in those two months alone last year. April through June seem to be the months I toss out my funniest shit, though.

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Tag week continues. You know you love it. This means you, Tom. Holly sent this to me via e-mail, so it's as good a tag as any to use. I will edit out stuff I've answered already though. This one is extra-long to ensure less comments. Because that's how things work around here.1. What time did you get up this morning? Alarm went off at 6:45, I got out of bed at 7:50. And that was after quite a

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High school. It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. Or something.Year: Graduated from high school in 1994. A long, long time ago.1. Who was your best friend? I guess it would be Cliff, though it kind of switched around through the years.2. What sports did you play? I tried everything but only competed in football, wrestling and bowling "officially." Basketball was my best sport but

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I'm feeling lazy so I think I'll just steal a tag that's been going around lately that Liz answered recently. I'll pull fresh ones for the rest of the week, I promise. At least this one is really, really long. Which guarantees less comments. Yes!Four jobs I've hadI've had way too many jobs. Lots more than just these, but these are the first to come to mind.Publix bagger/stockman - My first job

Makihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11215305055290753943noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10995797.post-1141358328637451322006-03-03T20:58:00.000-05:002006-03-04T13:12:28.210-05:00

Here's a tag from KitKat way back on January 10. Again, better late than never. And on a Friday, no less! I think I've done this one already (I remember giving a snide answer to that "7 things I say" part in the past, but I'm too lazy to go find it). Either way, enjoy.7 things I'd like to do before I die:1. Eat more Samoas2. Visit all 7 continents (3 left...)3. I guess get married at some point4.

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In an effort to present you the titular More Junk that my blog name advertises, I bring you... Tag week! I will finally be responding to tags I've been sent or picking random tags I like each day for the next week. Feel lucky. Especially for the music ones, since I'll actually be providing you the songs I reference, so you can feel somewhat cool because then you'll know what the hell I'm talking

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I now officially will only be buying low rise boot cut jeans from this point forward. Damn, I look so awesome these things. I just want the world to know this information.I am gonna be so pissed when they go out of style.

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All things considered, I might have been better off if I had ended up at CityWalk sitting on deck chairs outside Margaritaville or something. Seriously. What happened, you may ask? Well, let me tell you, dear reader!First of all, when planning a bachelor party, one must keep in mind that the more dudes that are invited to come along, the more chance there is for somebody to start shit. When

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Seriously! Tuesday marked my one-year anniversary. Or is it a blogiversary? Yes, I think it is, because "blog" juxtaposed with any other word automatically makes it a blog-related word. Which I am totally down with. Because I love the word "blog," but that's already well-documented. Blog. Blogblogblogblog. Blog.So, in the already-grand tradition of "More Junk From Maki," I present to you a bunch

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Okay! I am back for another night of BLOGGING. I am taking this shit seriously now, folks. No more week-off deals for me! After posting a 3,000 word (approximate figure) recap of three nights last week, I give you another new megapost, back-to-back. Because I love you all. Except you. Yes, you. You know what you did. Continuing from last night's entertainment, we move on to the big, fun Friday!

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Um, so yeah. Hello, everyone. I hope my absence from blogging gave you time to reflect on life and the importance of computer power supplies and whatnot. And also on how bad my laptop sucks. And yes, I know I promised this for Monday, but hopefully you can forgive me for, you know, having a job where I have to be there on President's Day and all. And for working out to burn off all the alcohol

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My computer has a sparkly new power supply and actually runs everything again. And all it cost me was $65 and numerous metal cuts on my fingers. (Think paper cuts, but with a metal edge. Not fun.)It feels good to be back. I have much to report. But that will have to wait until tomorrow since I am heading out. Again. For the fifth night in a row. Go figure that I chilled at home on Valentine's Day

Makihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11215305055290753943noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10995797.post-1139202281800482792006-02-14T00:01:00.000-05:002006-02-14T00:35:37.486-05:00

This is a post that has been sitting on my blogger dashboard since pretty much the first of the month, waiting for me to post it. I've really debated a lot about it since it gives up a lot more about me than I usually do around these parts. It's probably a little too honest. But I guess if I can't be honest about things there's no point in continuing to write on here, is there? It's kind of

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OK! I know the people crave a new update in the life of Maki, and I am here to satisfy that craving. I will even do it in easy-to-read bullet point format because, well, that's the least creative way to convey a lot of information and it's 2am and I'm just not in the mood to do anything other than list facts. This is a Friday in the life of Maki!Arrive at work at 8am.Plan to take short day and

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I think you all know who won the chili cookoff.* And it wasn't Chuck Norris. Finished up with my design for my huge project, now it just needs proofing and it's close to ready. Going for a 7-0 dodgeball game on Wednesday sounds like a good way to keep the hot streak going. We now have dodgeball uniforms, by the way, but more on that next post. Life is good, people!* I tied for first place, but

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Hey man, it may look kinda nasty in the picture but it tastes awesome. I'm totally winning the contest tomorrow. I can feel it! There's one thing I need, though. I need a name for this chili. All the entries have names and mine is currently "Yet another secret recipe chili." I know that just won't cut it, so I need your help! Give me a catchy chili name. It doesn't necessarily have to include "

Makihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11215305055290753943noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10995797.post-1138943532146500352006-02-02T23:10:00.000-05:002006-02-05T00:08:54.896-05:00

I meant to post this when I first got the shirt but I forgot about it for a little bit and the darn thing needed to be washed. The bonus now is you guys get photos and that's always worth the wait. For those who haven't seen me in a while, yeah, I shaved the beard off. Still not used to it. Anyway...This would be a detail of the design:This shirt is like a mobile IQ test, people. If you "get it"

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When it rains, it pours.Wait, that's too damn obvious an opening line for its own good. Let's start over...It's been one of those weeks.Better, but not quite there. Kind of generic. I guess it'll have to do, though. Anyway, let me tell you a story about a busy bee named Maki. This is a story that actually has footnotes so you know it's substantial!Maki generally didn't like to talk to people

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I've mentioned it before somewhere, but now I am going to lay out the official rules for The 24 Drinking Game. After 4.2083 seasons of the show, I have it pretty much figured out. Feel free to add any you think I may have missed in the comments.Drink any time Jack says, "DAMMIT!" Drink twice if anyone else says it. This is where the game started, of course.Drink any time somebody dies.Drink twice

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Ocean's Twelve. Horrible, horrible movie. Fantastic soundtrack. Enjoy..."What R We Stealing""7/29/04 The Day Of""Crepuscolo Sul Mare"If you want your movie to at least sound cool, get David Holmes to score the damn thing. Soderberg's got the right idea...BONUS! Ocean's Eleven was not only an immensely superior film, but it also had a soundtrack that was just as good. Here's my favorite track, a

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Here, for your reading pleasure, is the e-mail my dad sent me and my sister last night. Keep in mind that my mom is on vacation in California, so this is his only chance to do this without her attacking and savagely beating him for doing it. No, I'm not joking. Enjoy.A Bachelor's Monday EveningHi Kids,It's garbage day tomorrow. I spent the evening cleaning the refrigerator. I had 3 criteria for

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Mike D. just called me. He was on his way home from work, and he left with stuff still to do. Check the post time for this one. Did I ever mention that my job is working out pretty well for me?New Lost was on tonight. Predictably, there was a flashback and nothing much else happened. Is it just me or is this show the complete polar opposite of 24? Why do I like them both? Some things in this

Makihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11215305055290753943noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10995797.post-1136952027779448542006-01-10T22:58:00.000-05:002006-01-10T23:12:48.380-05:00

Ok, I'm just gonna come out and say it.I signed up for a Myspace account.I know, I know, I know. I have a habit of mocking Myspace, but really, is it that different from this blog? Well, actually, yes, it is. It's much different. In a vaguely creepier way. You see, pretty much everyone on Myspace has a picture and posts pictures and has all sorts of weird info about themselves. Anonymity is NOT

Makihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11215305055290753943noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10995797.post-1136779946031953842006-01-08T23:12:00.000-05:002006-01-08T23:12:26.106-05:00

Yeah, that whole Jaguars thing didn't work out too well this weekend, did it? I'm glad I didn't have any money on the line for that one (unlike USC) so I can't complain too much other than the football season is now officially over for me. It could always be worse, I could be Carson Palmer. Ouch.In other news, I saw The Chronic(what)cles of Narnia on Friday. It was good, but it was also a bit

Makihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11215305055290753943noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10995797.post-1136435931349178962006-01-04T23:24:00.000-05:002006-01-04T23:40:11.933-05:00

I may hate USC, but if they can hold on I'll win my pool. If I lose and it's because of that Texas TD where the guy was down before lateraling it, I may have to shoot somebody. With a gun. Which I will go out and buy, wait 7 days, and then use. That's how ticked I'll be.Oh yeah, way to show up at the Fiesta Bowl, Notre Dame. Bastards.Links on the sidebar have been updated. Bunch of new music ones

Makihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11215305055290753943noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10995797.post-1136348036501623032006-01-03T23:15:00.000-05:002006-01-03T23:13:56.543-05:00

The smiling thing has been working great, especially in conjunction with extended eye contact. It's surprising what lengths people will go to in order to avoid eye contact, though. Even eye contact with a handsome devil such as myself. People are strange, insecure creatures, I tell ya.What I need to work on now is my "hi." It never comes off very loud at all, it's almost like a soft whispered "hi

Makihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11215305055290753943noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10995797.post-1136262434288793862006-01-02T23:29:00.000-05:002006-01-03T13:06:48.103-05:00

With the dawning of yet another new year comes my list of missions. I prefer "missions" to "resolutions" because missions imply a distinct goal that resolutions do not. Besides, it just sounds cooler. So, I present this list. More than anything, this is for me so I can look back in a couple months and remind myself of the things I'm supposed to be doing. I know that's horribly self indulgent, but

Makihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11215305055290753943noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10995797.post-1135836397130112702005-12-29T00:59:00.000-05:002005-12-29T01:44:05.106-05:00

Back in that land of working high speed internet, working phones (both land line and cell), working toilets, working sinks that allow you to brush your teeth, working showers that actually let you shower and weather that doesn't suck. Let's just say I'm glad to be back in Florida. I'm in a much better mood already, but I'm a little tired. It's been a long day of travel. Not good when you're

Makihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11215305055290753943noreply@blogger.com28tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10995797.post-1135450656401266262005-12-24T12:58:00.000-05:002005-12-24T13:57:36.533-05:00

Remember how I said how beautiful it was that first day and how much people were commenting on how nice it was?Well, that's all over with now.The temperature rose to just above freezing, the sun is permanently hidden behind clouds and because of that all the snow is melting. It's good weather for making a snowman, but it's also atrocious weather for driving in. Or walking out of the front of your

Makihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11215305055290753943noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10995797.post-1135275330705148962005-12-22T12:19:00.000-05:002005-12-22T13:15:30.793-05:00

Windows 98 rocks. I just want to get that out of the way right now. I blog forth to you from my aunt & uncle's rockin' computer sportin' a fresh coat of Windows 98. Awwwwwwww yeah.Anyway, yes, I made it to the remote corner of Minnesota. Yes, it is cold. No, it is not THAT cold. It is absolutely beautiful and once I can get into town to get my laptop in proper internets working order, I will show

Makihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11215305055290753943noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10995797.post-1134616925277168172005-12-14T23:23:00.000-05:002005-12-14T23:25:21.223-05:00

Remember how I told you to hold off on buying Sin City on DVD because there was a better version coming out? Well, it came out yesterday.Go buy it. Now. I'll wait.Got it? Good. The first thing you notice upon opening it? It's got a full copy of the original "The Hard Goodbye" (Marv's story) graphic novel inside. Cool. After popping the discs in, you're treated to some of the coolest damn menus

Makihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11215305055290753943noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10995797.post-1134449731883551712005-12-12T23:55:00.000-05:002005-12-12T23:55:32.003-05:00

Oh man, I had a weekend. I had such a weekend that it wiped me out into today. I had to stay home from work due to my throat deciding to swell itself shut for no apparent reason. I hate when that happens. Insert obligatory, "hah hah, Maki's throat hurts, he must be having gay sex" joke here. I'll wait. Feel better? Good. In the tradition of my blog as of late, you get my weekend update and then

Makihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11215305055290753943noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10995797.post-1133933278552791562005-12-06T23:59:00.000-05:002005-12-07T00:30:09.246-05:00

Um, yeah. So, I was going to post last night but Blogger just killed me on that front. You'd think with the power of Google behind them they'd be able to keep their servers running. Then I remembered that this service is 100% free of charge to me and I should just shut the hell up about it and take what I'm given. Fair enough.So, this weekend was a really odd combo of partying it up and being

Makihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11215305055290753943noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10995797.post-1133411539781498282005-11-30T23:27:00.000-05:002005-11-30T23:32:19.826-05:00

Well, I am no longer kinda-sorta seeing someone. It's for the best, really. I don't need to worry about violent reactions to anti-gaucho jokes and such anymore, which is an important facet of any relationship. And for once the breakup was a completely mutual thing, which is an odd feeling. It's almost like relief more than melancholy or something. That's one I'm gonna have to get used to. Well,

Makihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11215305055290753943noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10995797.post-1133238342734147132005-11-28T23:13:00.000-05:002005-11-28T23:25:42.910-05:00

Holy crap, I still have a blog? I thought I totally abandoned this thing since everybody's got a blog nowadays. That means in order to maintain a thin air of superiority and coolness, I have to stop blogging. It's like how it was cool to listen to Coldplay five years ago but now if you like them you're totally lame because even your mom has a Coldplay CD and the more people that like something

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