It’s a good thing I don’t pay for this subscription

Gordon Liu receives Maxim magazine, and has done so for the better part of the last decade.  For much of that time, Gordon Liu hasn’t actually paid for Maxim, but still continues to receive the magazine regardless.

Having been such a long-time subscriber to Maxim, Gordon Liu has seen the gradual, but consistent degradation of the quality of the magazine.  Gordon Liu is happy that he hasn’t been paying for Maxim, because frankly, this magazine hasn’t been worth actual currency for at least the last five years.

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Mafia Graves gun update: Sanded, ready for assembly

Well, I wasn’t expecting it, but sanding this motherfucker was the worst part of this entire process so far.  But for the most part, the vast meat of the brunt work is complete, and this is what my Mafia Graves gun looks like.  It looks a lot like the last time I updated, but it’s not that gay pink colored foam, but instead hardened plastic shelled.

Now, I have the fun part of figuring out how to assemble this gun together, with a combination of epoxies, screws and hopes and dreams.

But looking at this thing now, I am optimistic.

Jimmy John’s, Snickers, and Brock Lesnar

Ever since Brock Lesnar came back to the WWE, there’s really only one thing I couldn’t ever get around. Not the fact that he still can’t cut a promo to save his life, not that he’s obviously using the WWE again for his personal agenda, and not the fact that he doesn’t actually perform in anything other than pay-per-views, but the fact that he has been a walking advertisement for Jimmy John’s Gourmet Sandwiches.

I’m guessing that Lesnar has had some sort of pre-existing sponsorship contract with the company that had been grandfathered in and strategically maneuvered into his current WWE deal, because no individual has really pimped a product out like this since X-Pac pimped some energy drink but he had pull with the company then, but the point remains is that it’s unusual for any wrestlers to have sponsorship. The company as a whole, is a different story, but typically you just don’t see individuals having such types of deals, let alone wearing fucking company logos on their apparel, three times larger than their own personal branding.

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I think I did the coolest thing ever

I don’t know what the hell is going on, but there’s gotta be a wasp’s nest somewhere on my roof, or worse, somewhere in my attic possibly.  Either way, throughout the summer, I’ve periodically run across wasps in my bathroom, and occasionally in my bedroom.  By themselves, they’re easy to dispatch, and after the first three or so wasps, I’m not really worried that they’re dexterous enough to do some crazy sifu Tai-Chi evasive maneuvers and sting me.

Anyway, I ran across a wasp in my bathroom earlier.  Instead of gassing it with bug spray and risk getting it into my eyes again, I decided to deal with this by hand.  I grabbed a hand towel, and wound it up into a hog tail.  The first snap got the wasp’s attention, and it began evasive maneuvers.  And then with the second snap of the towel, the wasp ceased to exist.

Not only did I kill the wasp with a stinging whip of a hand towel, I snapped the wings clean off of its body doing so.  As I bent down to pick up the carcass, it indeed had no more wings on it.  And it was really dead; no twitching, no remaining shreds of mortality clinging to a body making its last gasps of air, it was completely, motionless, dead as a doornail.  I probably did it the biggest favor it could have asked for, giving it such a quick, sudden, and likely painless death.

Not going to lie, I think this was one of the most awesome things I’ve done in a while.  I feel very accomplished and satisfied with myself, to the point where I could churn out 275+ words on the subject.

I don’t really care about Mass Effect anymore

My friend forwarded me a link today; it was for some upcoming Mass Effect 3 downloadable content.  I haven’t even downloaded the “updated” ending downloadable content that was released, some time ago, I don’t really remember when. The point is, I realized that I didn’t really care about this new downloadable content.

The bottom line is that the way the Mass Effect 3 ended, I guess had a bigger impact on me than I thought it would.  I don’t remember abhorring it like lots of people all over the internet did, but at the same time, I don’t actually remember feeling any sort of satisfaction at it either.  All I really know is that going through the game a second time, as the ultimate renegade, as I had done in both prior MEs, felt more like a chore than being an entertained demi-god, stomping everything in sight.  In fact, I didn’t even finish that game, because I first wanted to get 100% galactic readiness, but then that most certainly became a chore, and I never pursued it.

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Political irony explained by marketing

Typically, when it comes to the topic of politics, I tend to keep my opinions to myself.  For the most part, I’m pretty ambivalent about politics, but I have recently been accused of “looking like a liberal,” whatever that means.  But truthfully, I don’t really care that much; if that makes me an irresponsible American, then I’m an irresponsible American.

But anyway, I saw this sticker on a pickup truck (naturally), and it really got me thinking: why would a sticker bother to show the President Obama logo at all in a piece of attempted smear paraphernalia?  It doesn’t mention at all, what would be taking Obama’s place on January 20, 2013.  It is going to be Mitt Romney?  Ross Perot?  Predators?  Cthulhu?

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