MC Spoo

Nosey People

Some people have severe nose problems, and need to mind their own business.

This message brought to you Thanks to a nosey person with severe gossipitis. You know who you are, and if you're reading this, yeah, you should feel really bad. Cause you ruined my day, week and month. I cannot believe a person would gossip like that, draw such absurd conclusions... you seriously need to look at yourself, because that was an awful AWFUL thing you just did.

Yes, I write very frankly and openly. I like to look back in 2 or 3 years, so I can see what I was thinking then... or maybe someone would learn something from my experiences. But nooooo...... Let's share them around the work place. What the fuck is wrong with Mike??!?!

Maybe I should just lock this down, and stop. Cause obviously everything I say is going to be used to hurt someone else.

You're an Asshole.

(Does this seem harsh? So was your gossiping. Just apologize for your mistakes and move on.)

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Momentary Lapse of Meh

I dreamed we were driving, somewhere outside a strange world in which Detroit and Boston are less than an hour by car. We were driving to a fight with another gang.

On the radio, a song played. It's the second time I've heard this song in a dream, but I know the song isn't real: it's just a song in my dream. The first time I heard it in a dream, I wrote the lyrics I heard down:

the world is a trap
and life is crap
even with a map
you can't find your way
through this maze of pain
heroin in your veins
might salve the day
but then you are lost and vain
and caught in the trap
stuck in a bin with all the crap

The date of that file is October 27, 2010. So how does a song that does not exist, play twice in my dream state(s), over a period of almost a year apart?

The music for these lyrics is best described as heavy metal nursery rhymes.

We were driving in an old Ford pickup with rusty sides, and my old Oak speakers in the bed. I was standing on the fender the entire way. The rest of the gang (a strange mix of Tech Comm'ers, Co-Workers, childhood friends I haven't seen in 20 years, and my brother) was piled up in the back of the pickup bed planking and giggling and singing along badly with the song.

Anyhow, we showed up to the fight at a house on a lake (the water was very dark, almost black, and it was windy and chilly), where we found out it was just a "gang" of girls with a bunch of Strawberry Shortcake dolls and a tea set and they wanted to play brunch.

"Let's have tea and biscuits!"


Stupid Cat

This morning, I could not find my wallet. I was pissed. I started looking all over for my wallet, because I only put my wallet in a few places to avoid this kind of thing.

I started to think "Oh crud (friendly thought language), I must have dropped it at Trader Joes or something last night!"

So I started ripping the house apart, because I didn't want to think I lost the wallet in an empty store. Finally, I get to the small bedroom where Fargo's food and litter box are. Fargo likes to drag all his toys into food dish. LIke he keeps trying to drown a hoodie drawstring (or feed it... who knows?

So I get on the floor to see if he dragged it anywhere... LO AND BEHOLD... there is my wallet:


Thankfully, he didn't crap on it. Or pee on it. He just thought my wallet had to take a shit.

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You're Doing it WRONG!

XKCD is Genius

This strip is simply genius. XKCD deserves to be run daily.

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Deep Thoughts and other crap

What if this is just the beginning? There's some story or another about 3 earth-like planets found around a star recently. Scientists claim it's too hot there to support Earth-style life, but they also make teh point that finding these planets proves that it's a "crowded" universe.

So, if we assume there are lots and lots and lots of planets out there... you can make two assumptions:

1. You can assume that the universe and everything in it was created for US. Only US. Us being humans, ya know?

2. You can assume that the being in a universe crowded with planets virtually assures being in a universe crowded with other lifeforms.

If we choose to assume Scenario 1, then we have to assume we are at the very beginning of all there is and ever will be. If it's just us, and there's all these planets out there, then all these planets and resources must in some fashion be waiting for us to get off our asses and travel through space. It also logically means, due to our stunted lifespans, that we will create faster than light travel.

If we choose Scenario 2, then we have to consider the quality of our transmissions and the validity of any claims by "religions" which state we are all there is, was, and ever will be. The sole children of God. The quality of transmissions is simple. Based on a random sampling of TV from the 400+ channels my U-Verse shows... aliens must think we're all randomly saying BEEP, or killing other people, or bouncing balls, or having so much sex they must assume we spend 90% of our natural lives copulating... or would the even recognize the behavior as copulation, or even the concept of copulation? The religion part is implied any time you assume life beyond the heavens. If we met an alien and they asked us "Have you seen Jesus?"... it would be the biggest revelation ever, wouldn't it? What if the alien said "We seek the wisdom of Mohammed? Allah Bu Akbar!"... well... the whole of Western civilization would be for shit, wouldn't it?

So I ask you again... is this just the beginning, or somewhere in the middle? Surely it's not the end.

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Die Hard: The Reaganing

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Duh-necessary Force

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Just posting my mind on the adoption stuff...

It amazes me how much Chris and Kim are going through to become parents. They have to prove beyond all reasonable doubt that they will be fit parents. Not just fit... they have to ace the test. They have to get straight A's and present themselves as... I dunno... 1950's Ward and June Cleaver or something. They have to travel around the world twice, present themselves in a court that speaks a language they don't understand, and put their lives and the fate of their family in the hands of other people. It's frightening... and inspiring.

On the flip side, what REALLY PISSES me off is that Joe Schmo and his "friend with benefits" Jane (rhymes with Switch) can randomly exchange bodily fluids, have children, then beat them silly and the kids grow up serial killers.


It honestly pisses me off.

I know Chris and Kim will be great parents. I don't need to see the paper work. I know they'll be great parents... and I wish they didn't have to wait so long to bring my nephew home. It stuns me that their first real bonding experience with their son will be 20 hours of International travel...

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I hate the Hellhole

I hate this place. With all my heart. I do not like it here, and it has nothing to do with the place.

I simply do not trust the management of this condo association in the slightest. Witness the atrocity that has sprung DIRECTLY OUTSIDE MY FRONT DOOR:
Horrible Pink Paint

I don't know what else to do. All their work is destructive. This place is SO UGLY now, I swear, it has to lower the value of my house 10k. What am I supposed to do? I feel completely POWERLESS here.

Right now, I'm waiting for them to continue painting *MY* place. They're slapping on an awful, pastel green on my front door. Here's what it looks like after 1 very streaky coat:Pastel Green Door

To me, this looks like it belongs in a baby's bedroom... not my front door, nor the 5 garages under me.

They punch holes in my house.
They take forever to fix their holes.
They paint my house ugly colors.
The lower the value of my home by painting nearby houses even WORSE colors.

AND... They broke my garage door. The handle broke off.

You can't make this crap up. What kind of bad karma do I have to be pounded like this?


HS Senior Year Q-aire

Fill this out about your SENIOR year of high school! The longer ago it was, the more fun the answers will be.

Graduated: 1989

1. Who was your best friend(s)?
Will, Al, Dan, Dave, Bryan

2.What sports did you play?

3. What kind of car did you drive?
1973 Oldsmobile Cutlass Supreme, which I slammed into a minivan.

4. It's Friday night, where were you?
Probably working at the Lou.

5. Were you a party animal?
not even close

6. Were you considered a flirt?

7. Were you in band, orchestra, or choir?

8. Were you a nerd?

9. Did you get suspended/expelled?
Of course not. I was too smart to get caught.

10. Can you sing the fight song?
No, but I could play it on the cornet.

11. Who was your favorite teacher?
At the time, probably Mrs. McDonald. In retrospect, Mr. Zinda and Mr. Melosh

12. Favorite class?

13. What was your school's full name?
Clarenceville High School

14. School mascot?
Trojan. huhuhuhuhuh.

15. Did you go to the Prom?
Nope. I worked at the Lou.

16. If you could go back and do it over, would you?
If I kept the knowledge I have now, sure.

17. What do you remember most about graduation?
It was on my birthday.

19. Where were you on senior skip day?
No. I was on Senior Skip SEMESTER!

20. Did you have a job your senior year?
Stage Crew at the Lou.

21. Where did you go most often for lunch?

22. Have you gained weight since then?
A little bit

23. What did you do after graduation?
Blobbed out. Drank a lot of Jolt Cola. Got a job.

24. When/where did you graduate
June 8, 1989 at the Louis E. Schmidt Auditorium.

25. Who was your senior prom date?
I worked.

26. Are you going to your 10 year reunion?
No, I skipped it with intestinal parasites. The parasites were preferable.

27. Who was your home room teacher?
We did not have home room.

28. Who will repost this after you?
Who knows?

29: Do you miss anyone you graduated with?
Kinda. I wonder what has happened to Will, Al, Robbie, Chris Burke and a few others.

30: Were you friends with the person who posted this?
No, but she married my brother so she's my little sister now.

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