Saturday, March 26, 2005

no middle ground

this photo was taken after 2 days of not shaving, and though that may not be a long time, you can clearly see that i would never be able to bridge the gap and fill in the middle ground. therefore, any effort to grow a moustache would be in vain. for those of you that can grow moustaches, and you know who you are, have a duty to me and this country to do so. and no josh, you don't have a moustache.

Friday, March 25, 2005

Is that Josh Goleman?

so i was sitting in my history of communication class this morning, listening to an interesting lecture on the precursors of film when my professor's computer started acting weird and flashing random pictures of thomas edison. i was immediately intrigued when i saw the picture from his "younger days" because it looks just like josh!

are you related to him? cause that would be very cool. he is one of the inventors of film and you are a film student!

anyway, i thought i would share that with everyone. oh yeah, josh i got your message from yesterday. sorry i haven't called back yet, my cousin has been staying with me all week so i have been playing mom and let me tell you, it is a full-time job. anyway, i'm actually coming to atlanta saturday so i think you should come see me there. i'll try to call you tomorrow.

i hope everyone has a great weekend.

Wednesday, March 23, 2005

I feel empowered

A special thanks to Brad Witty for his work to bring equality to MUTM. I am sorry I ever doubted your chivalry. I will use what you have taught me.

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Tuesday, March 22, 2005

The First Attempt to Save MUTM (and a doozie of an entry at that)

I wanted to start things off with a nice picture of something very funny, and I found two that I couldn't decide between. So here they are.

They are both equally good in their own right, and I hope everyone appreciates them.

Now, down to the business at hand. I had been meaning to post something on here for sometime, I just never did. So I take some personal responsibility in the decline of the MUTM empire. Not all, but some. That being said, this is the culmination of weeks of mental stress and thought. Preparations have being going on for what you are about to read for what seems like my entire life, and I have already typed it all once only to press the back button, thereby losing all of my hard work. And it didn't make me happy. But it made me stronger. What I am trying to say here is that reading this is a privilege. I guess that's about it.

First, I hope everyone has had a good spring break, and I hope that everyone did everything people our age are supposed to do on spring break.

Second, I recieved my offical acceptance letter from St. John's on monday. The admissions guy called me the previous week to tell me that I was accepted, but I finally got the actual letter. I was very suprised to see the question "Which campus will you attend?" on the reply letter. I had applied to the Santa Fe campus because it was the easiest to visit, and I thought that I would only get to go to the campus to which I applied. But now I have a choice between Santa Fe and Annapolis, and I wasn't prepared for that.

Earlier, I had done some late night exploring of the north dallas area and I ran into a little town called Justin. This is a crummy town, run down and it feels desperate. It was the original home of the Justin Boot company, but I don't really know what that means. It seems like there has been an effort to keep a boot factory open in Justin, and to make it cost effective they hired immigrants, thereby displacing the no doubt timeless tradition of the Justin-ites working in the factory. Anyway, the factory looks like it is trying to crumble but the town won't let it. Very sad. Also, I ate a very spicy sausage roll from a little pizza/donut shop at 3.30. It was indeed a pizza and donut shop, and it was very odd, and I hope I see more things like this in the future

But the real reason I bring up Justin is the fact that there is a silly little hotel. And like most hotels, this one has a big sign. But unlike most hotels, this one had a little sign hanging under the main sign that said "American Owned". For some reason, this made me quite upset, quite rapidly. I wanted to tear the sign off, but I had no tools nor am I strong. I wanted to paint over the sign, but I had no paint. I had a very intense desire to get rid of that sign. When I saw it, I immidiatley thought of it as bigoted, racist, fascist, nazi like, and I was embarassed and angry that it was there. I felt these things with an intensity that I had never felt before. I didn't really get a chance to think about it before I was heated with passion. Even typing this now, I am getting upset. It almost feels like heartbreak. But I am not sure that feeling is justified. It is just a sign. And the owner is no doubt an american, and no doubt very patriotic. Those things aren't wrong. I can't really think of anything concrete that is wrong with this scenario. To make matters even worse, I have seen more of these signs in recent weeks. And I still get upset when I see them. I get sad when I think of the people who put them up. I get angry at the idea that they think their hotel would be better if it advertised that it was american owned. But I don't completely understand why I feel this way. I guess overall it is just one of those times where you suprise yourself, and you can't explain yourself to yourself. Blah Blah Blah.

On a lesser note, I have seen many movies. And several that were bad.

First the bad.

Troy- One of the worst movies I have ever seen. I liked watching Brad Pitt fight though. Something about a good looking badass of a man laying waste to those around him is exciting.

The Mother-

Maybe you can tell what the movie is about from this picture. Odd, interesting, and a little disgusting. Anyway, a story you don't see in movies very often.

The Motorcycle Diaries- Blah Blah, it is as good as everyone says, Blah Blah

Maria Full of Grace- Blah Blah, good like everyone says but not as good as Motorcycle Diaries, Blah Blah

Y Tu Mama Tambien-

Yes, that is the guy who plays Che Guevara in Motorcycle Diaries. This movie is quite different. Like the poster says, bold and brazen. Maybe beautiful, maybe sexy. Lots of sex either way. Coming of age story, blah blah. And frontal nudity, both female and male. I liked it though.

The Story of Weeping Camel

Probably the movie that I liked the best. Also made me want a camel. Neat movie, stuff you don't ever see, culture nobody has any idea exists. I like the boy, but was sad about the TV. Highly highly recommended.

That's enough for now.

Monday, March 21, 2005


No this post is not about Easter. It's about this blog. We need to make this place exciting again. I just got done scanning through the archives, and there have been some very funny and intellegent posts. After conducting some research, I've realized what it takes to get the best feedback on mixupthemix.

1. Post enjoyable pictures
2. Make fun of women
3. Make fun of either Apple or Microsoft.

Something needs to be done quickly or all hope will be lost.

Sunday, March 20, 2005

Where's the "Tug" when you need it?

Haven't heard from Blake in awhile.. how's he doing? Anyone know? Blakey?