<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174568</id><updated>2011-12-14T21:38:16.135-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mak Attack!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06278991935676951221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/Heleenuh/LittleMak2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174568.post-116549877967142529</id><published>2006-12-07T08:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T08:39:39.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Duh.</title><summary type='text'>I got this in the mail today and when I read it all I could say was "DUH"Subject: Measuring brains in the White House OK, so I'm not passing this on for the political content but because since you know your IQ, you might find it interesting/amusing A scholarly study worth noting....but doesn't it seem to confirm what we all suspect? Presidential IQs: A report published Monday, by the Lovenstein </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/feeds/116549877967142529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174568&amp;postID=116549877967142529&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/116549877967142529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/116549877967142529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/2006/12/duh.html' title='Duh.'/><author><name>Mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06278991935676951221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/Heleenuh/LittleMak2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174568.post-116523956291659949</id><published>2006-12-04T08:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T09:01:06.723-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Withdrawal</title><summary type='text'>You could say I made a withdrawal from this space months ago. I withdrew into myself by not posting here since May. Or was it that I by not posting here, I was rejecting my true self and withdrawing into something else. I haven’t had time. Too much shit to deal with. I don’t have anything to say. All lame excuses from a man who at one time cornered the market on them. I’m suffering from (the) </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/feeds/116523956291659949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174568&amp;postID=116523956291659949&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/116523956291659949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/116523956291659949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/2006/12/withdrawal.html' title='Withdrawal'/><author><name>Mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06278991935676951221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/Heleenuh/LittleMak2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174568.post-114864953324666919</id><published>2006-05-26T09:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T09:19:01.603-04:00</updated><title type='text'>!</title><summary type='text'>I bought sanitary napkins for my daughter yesterday!!!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/feeds/114864953324666919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174568&amp;postID=114864953324666919&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/114864953324666919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/114864953324666919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/2006/05/blog-post.html' title='!'/><author><name>Mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06278991935676951221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/Heleenuh/LittleMak2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174568.post-114838754732746793</id><published>2006-05-23T08:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T08:32:27.346-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Weekend</title><summary type='text'>My sister graduated with her Masters of Science from Trinity University this weekend.  We partied on Saturday and she walked on Sunday.  Trinity is a Catholic university for women (with men being allowed to study in the School of Education where my sister graduated).  Being a Catholic University the president shocked me a little by talking about a revolution of the mind and the illegalities </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/feeds/114838754732746793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174568&amp;postID=114838754732746793&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/114838754732746793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/114838754732746793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-weekend.html' title='My Weekend'/><author><name>Mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06278991935676951221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/Heleenuh/LittleMak2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174568.post-114752279281576025</id><published>2006-05-13T08:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T08:20:01.356-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gotcha  Ya Varmint!</title><summary type='text'>The Gimme A Break Award for your pre-Mother’s day pleasure goes to…….Frederick County, Maryland.  In this land of “Law and Order”, it is not hard to see how a “Police State” mentality is sure to erupt in our midst replete with snooping and electronic surveillance by civic minded amateurs who get so caught up in duty that they are bound to be as inept as their professional counterpart.  A dude </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/feeds/114752279281576025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174568&amp;postID=114752279281576025&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/114752279281576025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/114752279281576025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/2006/05/gotcha-ya-varmint.html' title='Gotcha  Ya Varmint!'/><author><name>Mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06278991935676951221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/Heleenuh/LittleMak2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174568.post-114597396029179409</id><published>2006-04-25T09:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T10:06:00.346-04:00</updated><title type='text'>All Ears</title><summary type='text'>Okay help me out folks.  I truly need it.  There can't be ANY possible way to send out close to a hundred applications and resumes' in two weeks (not to mention the hundreds more in the past 2 1/2 years) and not recieve one damn response (well ok that one letter where I hand delivered and requested a reciept).  Can that be?  Maybe it's me.  Maybe it's my qualifications.  Maybe I AM on a list or </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/feeds/114597396029179409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174568&amp;postID=114597396029179409&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/114597396029179409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/114597396029179409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/2006/04/all-ears.html' title='All Ears'/><author><name>Mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06278991935676951221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/Heleenuh/LittleMak2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174568.post-114538562690631679</id><published>2006-04-18T14:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T14:40:27.053-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Man has shut me down.</title><summary type='text'>We apologize, but your account is temporarily unavailable. This delay does not affect the entire site or result from any problem specific with your account however the server that holds your account information is temporarily unavailable. We do not expect this delay to last much longer, so please continue to check our site for your account status.We will do our best to make your account available</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/feeds/114538562690631679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174568&amp;postID=114538562690631679&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/114538562690631679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/114538562690631679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/2006/04/man-has-shut-me-down.html' title='The Man has shut me down.'/><author><name>Mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06278991935676951221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/Heleenuh/LittleMak2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174568.post-114416280747288554</id><published>2006-04-04T10:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T11:02:12.140-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fight The Pow Her</title><summary type='text'>I initially wanted to devote my writing energies and time today towards the crafting of an introduction to my new book “What White People Should Do Now:  Reflections Of The Vanguard”, but my focus has changed after reading about Congresswoman Cynthia McKinney’s recent ordeal.  It seems that Ms. McKinney (D Georgia) whom I don’t profess to know much about has been the center of some bit of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/feeds/114416280747288554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174568&amp;postID=114416280747288554&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/114416280747288554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/114416280747288554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/2006/04/fight-pow-her.html' title='Fight The Pow Her'/><author><name>Mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06278991935676951221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/Heleenuh/LittleMak2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174568.post-114364466540106307</id><published>2006-03-29T09:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T10:04:25.630-05:00</updated><title type='text'>If I Had To Do It All Again</title><summary type='text'>A lot of bloggers will put up poems they wrote years or months or weeks ago up and make a declaration to that fact.  Well let me just say this if you EVER see a poem or anything structured thusly from me it was just written and I'm so amazed that I did one that I have to put it up immediately.  I was just feeling this so I wrote it and I'm sharing it with you.If I had to do it all again.I would </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/feeds/114364466540106307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174568&amp;postID=114364466540106307&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/114364466540106307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/114364466540106307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/2006/03/if-i-had-to-do-it-all-again.html' title='If I Had To Do It All Again'/><author><name>Mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06278991935676951221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/Heleenuh/LittleMak2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174568.post-114347226329363442</id><published>2006-03-27T10:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T11:08:50.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shooting the Shit</title><summary type='text'>They talked loudly and vigorously about a time well past but not quite long past.  They spoke of a time when although guns were definitely fixtures of the landscape, they weren’t used to settle petty or even slightly significant disagreements between individuals or groups of individuals.  They spoke of a time when men and young boys took delight and went out of their way to engage in conflict </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/feeds/114347226329363442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174568&amp;postID=114347226329363442&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/114347226329363442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/114347226329363442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/2006/03/shooting-shit.html' title='Shooting the Shit'/><author><name>Mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06278991935676951221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/Heleenuh/LittleMak2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174568.post-114313353655140561</id><published>2006-03-23T12:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T12:05:36.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mak the Republican</title><summary type='text'>In doing some research I wound up on a Republican mailing list. This is the latest email I've recieved. Isn't it funny them asking ME for some money?Dear Makalani,The word is out. Their position is clear. Last week, Sen. Russ Feingold floated a reckless plan to censure the President, and some Democrat leaders have ecstatically jumped on Feingold's bandwagon.And, if they gain even more power in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/feeds/114313353655140561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174568&amp;postID=114313353655140561&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/114313353655140561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/114313353655140561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/2006/03/mak-republican.html' title='Mak the Republican'/><author><name>Mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06278991935676951221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/Heleenuh/LittleMak2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174568.post-114286239740273673</id><published>2006-03-20T08:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T08:46:38.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'>March Madness</title><summary type='text'>How can I stand 2 stay where I am?Poor butterfly who don't understandWhy can't I fly away in a special sky?If I don't find my destiny soon,I'll die in your arms under the cherry moonI want to live life to the ultimate highMaybe I'll die young like heroes dieMaybe I'll kiss u some wild special wayIf nobody kills me or thrills me soon,I'll die in your arms under the cherry moonIf that's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/feeds/114286239740273673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174568&amp;postID=114286239740273673&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/114286239740273673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/114286239740273673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/2006/03/march-madness.html' title='March Madness'/><author><name>Mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06278991935676951221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/Heleenuh/LittleMak2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174568.post-114218216348721574</id><published>2006-03-12T11:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T11:49:23.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'>List of Wishes</title><summary type='text'>Okay I’ve been doing this blogging thing for some years now and I’ve never ever considered pandering for free stuff.  No wait.  I’ve never really “seriously” considered it.  I watched the hey day of the wish list come through with unabashed frankness with little buttons requesting the reader to “buy me stuff”.  Buy you stuff?  Why?  Because you showed a little cleavage and shared little snippets </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/feeds/114218216348721574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174568&amp;postID=114218216348721574&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/114218216348721574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/114218216348721574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/2006/03/list-of-wishes.html' title='List of Wishes'/><author><name>Mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06278991935676951221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/Heleenuh/LittleMak2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174568.post-114201396975470982</id><published>2006-03-10T13:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T13:06:09.770-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chump Change</title><summary type='text'>“The port deal has troubled Republicans not just on the substance of the issue but also on the president's handling of it. The White House failed to anticipate the frenzy that would be touched off by the prospect of an Arab company managing U.S. ports, and many Republicans believe that Bush exacerbated the situation with a rash veto threat.”Washington Post March 10, 2006.Now Bush is pissing off </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/feeds/114201396975470982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174568&amp;postID=114201396975470982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/114201396975470982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/114201396975470982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/2006/03/chump-change.html' title='Chump Change'/><author><name>Mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06278991935676951221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/Heleenuh/LittleMak2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174568.post-114073668121104547</id><published>2006-02-23T18:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T18:21:41.600-05:00</updated><title type='text'>True Love</title><summary type='text'>Oh well. Blogger does not seem to be cooperating but I'll do it the old fashioned way. For anybody who doesn't believe in the power of love you only need to look at Mak's first entries into his Flickr acct here. http://flickr.com/photos/32987913@N00/103562937/That is Papa Mak and Mama Mak jumping the broom at their 35th wedding anniversary party Saturday night. Tonight is actually the day they </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/feeds/114073668121104547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174568&amp;postID=114073668121104547&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/114073668121104547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/114073668121104547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/2006/02/true-love.html' title='True Love'/><author><name>Mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06278991935676951221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/Heleenuh/LittleMak2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174568.post-114010549188614952</id><published>2006-02-16T10:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T10:58:12.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Brother's Rapping</title><summary type='text'>Ambiv The Sinful (10:22:16 AM): i'm waiting on your answer post.makupinya (10:22:20 AM): lolAmbiv The Sinful (10:22:26 AM): u disagreed?makupinya (10:22:40 AM): not so much disagreedmakupinya (10:22:51 AM): just wanted to add to it from a different directionAmbiv The Sinful (10:23:14 AM): k...that direction being lolmakupinya (10:23:22 AM): well okaymakupinya (10:23:37 AM): "I'll probably get </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/feeds/114010549188614952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174568&amp;postID=114010549188614952&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/114010549188614952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/114010549188614952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/2006/02/two-brothers-rapping.html' title='Two Brother&apos;s Rapping'/><author><name>Mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06278991935676951221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/Heleenuh/LittleMak2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174568.post-113949312276986799</id><published>2006-02-09T08:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T08:52:02.783-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll Do It For Cynthia Never For Darni</title><summary type='text'>1. The first weird thing about me that I’m willing to share is that I have suicidal thoughts often.  It’s not so much the deed itself or ways to do it so much.  I rarely think about method.  Typically I’m thinking about little insignificant things that would prevent me from doing it.  I haven’t seen the Superbowl yet.  Syriana hasn’t come out on DVD yet.  I haven’t had a Big Mac lately.  However </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/feeds/113949312276986799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174568&amp;postID=113949312276986799&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/113949312276986799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/113949312276986799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/2006/02/ill-do-it-for-cynthia-never-for-darni.html' title='I&apos;ll Do It For Cynthia Never For Darni'/><author><name>Mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06278991935676951221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/Heleenuh/LittleMak2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174568.post-113833760472749331</id><published>2006-01-26T23:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T23:53:24.740-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1984 Times 2006</title><summary type='text'>Okay.I know it’s been a while.  It’s been so long I took 15 minutes trying to remember my password so it’s unnecessary for you to reiterate that undeniable fact.  With this entry I’m not even necessarily announcing my return because I couldn’t tell you when I will have time again to blog.  But I’m here now dammit and I’m mad.Okay.A while ago I wanted to bring charges against the Bush </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/feeds/113833760472749331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174568&amp;postID=113833760472749331&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/113833760472749331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/113833760472749331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/2006/01/1984-times-2006.html' title='1984 Times 2006'/><author><name>Mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06278991935676951221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/Heleenuh/LittleMak2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174568.post-113431509647172003</id><published>2005-12-11T10:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T10:31:36.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Else</title><summary type='text'>The wooded hills behind her spacious condo had erupted into brilliant shades of orange, yellow and purple as autumn had fully announced its arrival.  The cool crisp morning air invaded her lungs as she stood on the balcony sipping on Chevalier hot cocoa.  The stillness of the early Sunday morning unnerved her a little but not nearly as much as what greeted her as she woke just minutes before.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/feeds/113431509647172003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174568&amp;postID=113431509647172003&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/113431509647172003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/113431509647172003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/2005/12/something-else.html' title='Something Else'/><author><name>Mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06278991935676951221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/Heleenuh/LittleMak2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174568.post-113347731421514796</id><published>2005-12-01T17:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T17:48:34.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This ain't baseball it's FEMA</title><summary type='text'>makupinya (4:26:57 PM):  hey manmakupinya (4:27:11 PM): I'm looking for the return of HARDcore!Ambiv The Sinful (4:27:27 PM): wehre u been lolmakupinya (4:28:06 PM): :-)makupinya (4:28:15 PM): been aroundmakupinya (4:28:18 PM): is that Amira???Ambiv The Sinful (4:28:19 PM): t4td - January '06makupinya (4:28:30 PM): your iconAmbiv The Sinful (4:28:37 PM): yeahmakupinya (4:28:46 PM): damn he's old </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/feeds/113347731421514796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174568&amp;postID=113347731421514796&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/113347731421514796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/113347731421514796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/2005/12/this-aint-baseball-its-fema.html' title='This ain&apos;t baseball it&apos;s FEMA'/><author><name>Mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06278991935676951221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/Heleenuh/LittleMak2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174568.post-113232087866373938</id><published>2005-11-18T08:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T08:34:38.673-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot and Cool</title><summary type='text'>The mood swings like seasons come and go and there is inherent beauty in them all.  When the summer heat is on it warms everything it touches with a fire that burns so brightly that it’s hard to imagine that anything could ever extinguish it.  Then the sadness of autumn comes and lets you know better.  A slow cool comes in brilliant colors and redundant beauty.  The beauty is breathtaking mostly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/feeds/113232087866373938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174568&amp;postID=113232087866373938&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/113232087866373938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/113232087866373938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/2005/11/hot-and-cool.html' title='Hot and Cool'/><author><name>Mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06278991935676951221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/Heleenuh/LittleMak2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174568.post-113205549236547693</id><published>2005-11-15T06:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T06:51:41.143-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay Cupid if you say so</title><summary type='text'> The Vapor TrailRandom Brutal Love Master (RBLMm)Here today, gone today. You are The Vapor Trail. Are you in a relationship now?Your exact opposite:The BackrubberDeliberate Gentle Sex DreamerWhat about now?Vapor Trails can be highly charismatic people--unpredictable, confident, and magnetic. You're experienced. You know how to handle yourself in a relationship, and many people appreciate that. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/feeds/113205549236547693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174568&amp;postID=113205549236547693&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/113205549236547693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/113205549236547693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/2005/11/okay-cupid-if-you-say-so_15.html' title='Okay Cupid if you say so'/><author><name>Mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06278991935676951221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/Heleenuh/LittleMak2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174568.post-113205542000230240</id><published>2005-11-15T06:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T06:50:20.016-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay Cupid, if you say so.</title><summary type='text'>                           The Vapor TrailRandom Brutal Love Master (RBLMm)    Here today, gone today. You are The Vapor Trail. Are you in a relationship now?         Your exact opposite:The BackrubberDeliberate Gentle Sex Dreamer    What about now?     Vapor Trails can be highly charismatic people--unpredictable, confident, and magnetic. You're experienced. You know how to handle yourself in a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/feeds/113205542000230240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174568&amp;postID=113205542000230240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/113205542000230240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/113205542000230240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/2005/11/okay-cupid-if-you-say-so.html' title='Okay Cupid, if you say so.'/><author><name>Mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06278991935676951221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/Heleenuh/LittleMak2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174568.post-113172083795194638</id><published>2005-11-11T09:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T09:53:57.963-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Something</title><summary type='text'>I was requested to write "something"New RulesApple Bottoms jeans should not be worn by those with cherry tomato bottomsIf you have been totally off the chain sexually for the past 20 years and just stopped being so 30 minutes before meeting me, keep that shit to yourself.Love her work but Miss McMillan please stop with the bullshit. YOU KNEW THAT NIGGA WAS GAY FROM DAY DAMN ONE!Downlowedness is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/feeds/113172083795194638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174568&amp;postID=113172083795194638&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/113172083795194638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/113172083795194638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/2005/11/something.html' title='Something'/><author><name>Mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06278991935676951221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/Heleenuh/LittleMak2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174568.post-113006648519154709</id><published>2005-10-23T07:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T07:41:47.843-04:00</updated><title type='text'>29 Questions</title><summary type='text'>Okay she asked me to go write something and I told her no. I asked her to go write something she said no but then... this okay jack move in effect1. Name someone with the same birthday as you.Well I think this is a stupid question off the break. How should I know who has the same birthday as me? I’m too busy celebrating me to notice or care. My job with the Federal Government has the same </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/feeds/113006648519154709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174568&amp;postID=113006648519154709&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/113006648519154709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/113006648519154709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/2005/10/29-questions.html' title='29 Questions'/><author><name>Mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06278991935676951221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/Heleenuh/LittleMak2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174568.post-112957789653827660</id><published>2005-10-17T15:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T15:38:16.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Go "write" a book!</title><summary type='text'>The Black BookBy MakTABLE OF CONTENTSForwardBy Geneva WarbucksPrefaceChapter 1Growing Up Black and GiftedChapter 2A Black King Chapter 3Black SundayChapter 4Black HypocrisyChapter 5Always BET On BlackChapter 6A Black Cloud On a Sunny DayChapter 7A Dude Named BlackChapter 8A Black Man’s DilemmaChapter 9What’s The Problem With These Black BitchesChapter 10 Fade To BlackThis is a quickly put </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/feeds/112957789653827660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174568&amp;postID=112957789653827660&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/112957789653827660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/112957789653827660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/2005/10/go-write-book.html' title='Go &quot;write&quot; a book!'/><author><name>Mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06278991935676951221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/Heleenuh/LittleMak2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174568.post-112884878768707452</id><published>2005-10-09T05:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T05:07:56.360-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fight the Power?</title><summary type='text'>Motherfuck a war, that's how I feelSendin' a nigga to the desert to get killedCause two suckas can't agree on somethingA thousand motherfuckers die for nothingYou can't pay me to join an army campOr any other motherfuckin' military branchof this United goddman States of this bitch AmericaBe a soldier, what for?They puttin' niggas on the front lineBut when it comes to gettin' ahead, they put us </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/feeds/112884878768707452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174568&amp;postID=112884878768707452&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/112884878768707452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/112884878768707452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/2005/10/fight-power.html' title='Fight the Power?'/><author><name>Mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06278991935676951221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/Heleenuh/LittleMak2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174568.post-112852466039429469</id><published>2005-10-05T10:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T11:04:20.400-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Salty Balls</title><summary type='text'>I just had a decent shot of Jack.  Yeah I know it’s 10 AM but when you work from 9 PM to 6 AM it’s like a nightcap.  For someone working graveyard and suffering from insomnia at the same time that shot was sorely needed.  I’m tired and sleep will eventually conquer me but only for about 3 or 4 hours as I find it extremely difficult to sleep when I know father sun is out and about.  However when </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/feeds/112852466039429469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174568&amp;postID=112852466039429469&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/112852466039429469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/112852466039429469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/2005/10/salty-balls.html' title='Salty Balls'/><author><name>Mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06278991935676951221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/Heleenuh/LittleMak2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174568.post-112755389552558856</id><published>2005-09-24T05:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T05:24:55.533-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>“So ahhhhhh, who’s gonna get this party started?”  Mak takes a break from his duties and fires one up.“I’d like to start with some rules” Bill bellows clearly looking to take control of the situation.  “New Rule.  If it’s broke we fix it.  The government of the United States is failing like a pacemaker at a microwave oven convention.  We can’t win a war because we don’t have enough soldiers.  We </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/feeds/112755389552558856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174568&amp;postID=112755389552558856&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/112755389552558856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/112755389552558856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/2005/09/so-ahhhhhh-whos-gonna-get-this-party.html' title=''/><author><name>Mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06278991935676951221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/Heleenuh/LittleMak2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174568.post-112738168330624937</id><published>2005-09-22T05:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T05:34:43.313-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The room crackled with an electricity that was born of the nervous energy generated by the "task" at hand.  Since a true task had yet to be defined and only the dire neccessity of implementation of a plan to create and execute haven been unanimously agreed upon, a heavy silence had fallen upon a room that just moments before had been filled with laughter, boasts of male accomplishments, and some </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/feeds/112738168330624937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174568&amp;postID=112738168330624937&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/112738168330624937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/112738168330624937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/2005/09/room-crackled-with-electricity-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06278991935676951221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/Heleenuh/LittleMak2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174568.post-112716409460185566</id><published>2005-09-19T16:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T17:08:14.613-04:00</updated><title type='text'>When in the course of human events......</title><summary type='text'>Okay I've got a little bit of free time, but not enough to do what I had planned on doing.  What I planned on doing was posting this archaic piece of literature that is greater than the sum total of the words in it and linking passages of it to recent news stories that correllate.  It conveys ideas and philosophies that helped shape a nation striving for greatness.  Maybe it will spark debate </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/feeds/112716409460185566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174568&amp;postID=112716409460185566&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/112716409460185566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/112716409460185566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/2005/09/when-in-course-of-human-events.html' title='When in the course of human events......'/><author><name>Mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06278991935676951221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/Heleenuh/LittleMak2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174568.post-112667448569146932</id><published>2005-09-14T01:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T16:03:38.490-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Makalani on Makaveli</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday was the ninth year anniversary of the death of Tupac Amaru Shakur.  While most people will forever remember where they were when they heard that Tupac had succumbed to the hail of bullets he endured six days prior, it is the words and images he provided us while he was alive that will echo through our mental nickelodian for the remainder of the civilization.  He provided a cannon of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/feeds/112667448569146932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174568&amp;postID=112667448569146932&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/112667448569146932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/112667448569146932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/2005/09/makalani-on-makaveli.html' title='Makalani on Makaveli'/><author><name>Mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06278991935676951221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/Heleenuh/LittleMak2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174568.post-112615147184959131</id><published>2005-09-07T23:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T23:55:07.970-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Line Dancing (Mak’s Birthday Post)</title><summary type='text'>Tap, tap, tap.  “Is this thing…..”  Massive feedback hides the “on”“I’d like to make a very important announcement.  Mak has a job.  This may seem like such a small thing but there are some very important things you must consider before you make that assumption.  First and formost Mak has been gainfully unemployed since February of last year having walked off his cushy, going nowhere, decently </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/feeds/112615147184959131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174568&amp;postID=112615147184959131&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/112615147184959131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/112615147184959131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/2005/09/line-dancing-maks-birthday-post.html' title='Line Dancing (Mak’s Birthday Post)'/><author><name>Mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06278991935676951221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/Heleenuh/LittleMak2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174568.post-112584345899531905</id><published>2005-09-04T10:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T10:17:39.003-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I’m on a writing roll and I think it has to do with the fact that money is coming in large amounts to me soon.  As result of the ensuing “money roll” that I have to maintain and keep up to achieve the realistic goal of high five figure money coming into Makadocious’ hands this year (saving six figures for 06) I will not have time or energy to write much in the coming weeks (yeah right!  A nigga </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/feeds/112584345899531905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174568&amp;postID=112584345899531905&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/112584345899531905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/112584345899531905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/2005/09/im-on-writing-roll-and-i-think-it-has.html' title=''/><author><name>Mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06278991935676951221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/Heleenuh/LittleMak2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174568.post-112583326811015580</id><published>2005-09-04T07:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T07:31:28.613-04:00</updated><title type='text'>D A M N    I T ! ! ! !</title><summary type='text'>Okay, this black man right here won ALL the shits in the Black Weblog Awards that I should have.  Yeah I said it I should have.  This is not to say that he isn’t deserving.  He probably is but in all my years blogging I’ve kept my alpha male ass out of his domain and I’m sure he’s done like wise (although maybe once or twice our paths crossed with a friendly word or two I can’t recall) I just say</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/feeds/112583326811015580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174568&amp;postID=112583326811015580&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/112583326811015580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/112583326811015580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/2005/09/d-m-n-i-t.html' title='D A M N    I T ! ! ! !'/><author><name>Mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06278991935676951221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/Heleenuh/LittleMak2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174568.post-112577564220386102</id><published>2005-09-03T14:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T15:27:22.210-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My baby brother who WAS a nationally syndicated radio personality on the Russ Parr Morning show and IS a struggling comedian on the L.A. scene since March, has a lot of his big brother in him.  One of the many characters and celebrity impersonations he gave birth to on the RPMS (Cliche King, Senator Ray Cisman, Busta, NYC from NYC, Eminem, Jay-Z etc.) was the very memorable Crayon Smiff.  Crayon </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/feeds/112577564220386102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174568&amp;postID=112577564220386102&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/112577564220386102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/112577564220386102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-baby-brother-who-was-nationally.html' title=''/><author><name>Mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06278991935676951221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/Heleenuh/LittleMak2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174568.post-112565164327569149</id><published>2005-09-02T04:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T05:00:43.283-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our story begins on an early September morning in 1971</title><summary type='text'>Happy Birthday to Me.  Happy Birthday to Me.  Happy Birthday to Meeeee.  Happy Birthday to ME.I’m a grown and sexy 34 years old in precisely…ohhhhh an hour and a half or so.  I’ve been up for the last two hours doing what I didn’t want to do but knew I had to at some point.  I channel surfed between CNN, Fox News and MSNBC to watch the tragic unfoldings in New Orleans and the surrounding areas.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/feeds/112565164327569149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174568&amp;postID=112565164327569149&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/112565164327569149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/112565164327569149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/2005/09/our-story-begins-on-early-september.html' title='Our story begins on an early September morning in 1971'/><author><name>Mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06278991935676951221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/Heleenuh/LittleMak2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174568.post-112557676464154507</id><published>2005-09-01T08:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T08:12:44.650-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop Buying (sh)IT!</title><summary type='text'>President Bush who will not go down as one of the great American thinkers, lied, no wait he said, naw he lied, (it’s all the same to him)….now wait a minute, let me get back to that in a moment.  Because it’s really not important that Bush lied about anything right?  I mean he’s not trying to lie about having sex or anything he’s just insulting the collective intelligence of one of the largest </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/feeds/112557676464154507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174568&amp;postID=112557676464154507&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/112557676464154507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/112557676464154507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/2005/09/stop-buying-shit.html' title='Stop Buying (sh)IT!'/><author><name>Mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06278991935676951221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/Heleenuh/LittleMak2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174568.post-112540705958146008</id><published>2005-08-30T09:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T09:04:19.586-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hooked</title><summary type='text'>The sheets were fifteen minutes wet with the sweat of thirty minutes of their two bodies playing their spirited game of tag.  Hands alternating in a rhythmic choreographed dance from waists, to shoulders to thighs and back again worked together with their counterparts to maximize the fierceness of the dance.  Hips desperate in their mission to meet and depart over and over and over again </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/feeds/112540705958146008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174568&amp;postID=112540705958146008&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/112540705958146008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/112540705958146008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/2005/08/hooked.html' title='Hooked'/><author><name>Mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06278991935676951221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/Heleenuh/LittleMak2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174568.post-112522957186736177</id><published>2005-08-28T07:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T07:52:35.476-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No Place for Me</title><summary type='text'>I don't have the energies to write too much of my own right now but it doesn't stop me from reading.  Well I read this and felt a compulsion to share.  Not MY words but some of my feelingsNo Place for MeI Still Love God, But I've Lost Faith in the Black ChurchBy John W. FountainPostSunday, July 17, 2005; B01Sunday morning arrived, like so many before, with a mix of sunlight and chirping birds </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/feeds/112522957186736177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174568&amp;postID=112522957186736177&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/112522957186736177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/112522957186736177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/2005/08/no-place-for-me.html' title='No Place for Me'/><author><name>Mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06278991935676951221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/Heleenuh/LittleMak2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174568.post-112492457125312449</id><published>2005-08-24T19:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T19:08:11.153-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fishing</title><summary type='text'>The bar had all but emptied as the few patrons prepared to finalize their drinks and exit strategies into the cold November night air.  The bartender Charlie did his best to clean up without seeming to hurry them along even though he wanted to.  He had passed clean and was now into to tinkering with things that didn’t need tinkering with.  The couple on the far side of the room had not turned the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/feeds/112492457125312449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174568&amp;postID=112492457125312449&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/112492457125312449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/112492457125312449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/2005/08/fishing.html' title='Fishing'/><author><name>Mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06278991935676951221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/Heleenuh/LittleMak2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174568.post-112479818176059578</id><published>2005-08-23T07:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T07:56:21.770-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay it has just come to my attention that this chick is fairly new to the game.  I don’t know why but I thought she might have been round for years and I just happened to stumble onto her by accident like I usually do through my good writing medium.....who I am not allowed to mention by name but she knows who she is.  So I promptly went over to www.blackweblogawards.com and voted for her as best</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/feeds/112479818176059578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174568&amp;postID=112479818176059578&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/112479818176059578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/112479818176059578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/2005/08/okay-it-has-just-come-to-my-attention.html' title=''/><author><name>Mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06278991935676951221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/Heleenuh/LittleMak2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174568.post-112476089117514653</id><published>2005-08-22T21:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T21:34:51.180-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cajun Bajan</title><summary type='text'>Mak took his Barbadian ass down south again this weekend and the rest of him followed.  I was going to post about the planned trip some time ago but I’ve actually been a little nervous about making announcements of where I’m going to be.   As someone a few posts back reminded me that the “Men In Black” are probably looking for me.  I ain’t trying to be found too too far away from home where I can</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/feeds/112476089117514653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174568&amp;postID=112476089117514653&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/112476089117514653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/112476089117514653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/2005/08/cajun-bajan.html' title='Cajun Bajan'/><author><name>Mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06278991935676951221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/Heleenuh/LittleMak2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174568.post-112429538444412696</id><published>2005-08-17T12:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T12:16:24.453-04:00</updated><title type='text'>14 Plus 1</title><summary type='text'>Jean Charles de Menezes was a Brazilian citizen who, unbeknownst to him, was followed by a team of police officers from his home in Scotia Road, Tulse Hill as he boarded a bus toward Stockwell Station in South London, England on the morning of July 22. 2005; a day after the second bombing on London’s mass transit system. He was observed getting on a train where he was accosted by several plains </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/feeds/112429538444412696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174568&amp;postID=112429538444412696&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/112429538444412696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/112429538444412696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/2005/08/14-plus-1.html' title='14 Plus 1'/><author><name>Mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06278991935676951221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/Heleenuh/LittleMak2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174568.post-112428296948613515</id><published>2005-08-17T08:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T08:49:29.490-04:00</updated><title type='text'>IMAGINE</title><summary type='text'>The unofficial Poet Laureate of the Love Generation once asked us to “Imagine”.  Humor me.Imagine there’s no Internet.Imagine there are no cell phones.Imagine land lines are unreliable and of poor quality and you’re lucky if you’re able to make an occasional long distance call.Imagine no 24 hour news channelsImagine no cable or satellite television period.With no Internet there’s no email, but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/feeds/112428296948613515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174568&amp;postID=112428296948613515&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/112428296948613515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/112428296948613515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/2005/08/imagine.html' title='IMAGINE'/><author><name>Mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06278991935676951221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/Heleenuh/LittleMak2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174568.post-112402413347047034</id><published>2005-08-14T08:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T08:55:33.476-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Cares 2005?</title><summary type='text'>Over ten years ago in college I wrote a column in the school’s newspaper that I called “Who Cares”.  It was a play on words for the apathy that I saw that was displayed amongst the students, faculty and my county in general.  I wrote about the injustice and inequities in finance, police protection and tuition increases that affected us all.  At the end of each article I’d finish with my sign off,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/feeds/112402413347047034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174568&amp;postID=112402413347047034&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/112402413347047034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/112402413347047034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/2005/08/who-cares-2005.html' title='Who Cares 2005?'/><author><name>Mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06278991935676951221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/Heleenuh/LittleMak2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174568.post-112373286392267115</id><published>2005-08-10T23:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T00:01:03.933-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'd like to thank God....</title><summary type='text'>Ok umm..ok so here’s the deal.  I hadn’t (couldn’t) thought of campaigning until I got THIS in the…no wait…First….First someone told me they nominated me on…nooo That’s not true. FIRST I was over at that *@!%$#’s spot.  You know the one who won’t let me say shit.  And I saw some link to some place and I thought hmmm interesting.  And then what had happened was….I just forgot about it.  THEN the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/feeds/112373286392267115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174568&amp;postID=112373286392267115&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/112373286392267115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/112373286392267115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/2005/08/id-like-to-thank-god.html' title='I&apos;d like to thank God....'/><author><name>Mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06278991935676951221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/Heleenuh/LittleMak2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174568.post-112369624529513274</id><published>2005-08-10T13:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T13:50:45.300-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Mad As Hell About Those That Don't Think They're Going</title><summary type='text'>I'm still there.April 3, 2005 (with the exception of the paranthesized italicized notations)I would like to file criminal/civil breach of contract and malpractice suits against George Walker Bush and several, as of now, unnamed members of the United States Congress and Senate for their continuous and sustained disregard for the document they swore under oath to protect. Our Constitution.I would </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/feeds/112369624529513274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174568&amp;postID=112369624529513274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/112369624529513274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/112369624529513274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/2005/08/still-mad-as-hell-about-those-that.html' title='Still Mad As Hell About Those That Don&apos;t Think They&apos;re Going'/><author><name>Mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06278991935676951221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/Heleenuh/LittleMak2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15174568.post-112336159847261691</id><published>2005-08-06T16:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T06:28:50.763-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bam, Bam, Bam, Is this thing on?</title><summary type='text'>I've fought so hard against it and now that I'm here....It's not that bad. A few tables and chairs, new window treatments and a thumping ass stereo system and I'm back in business.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/feeds/112336159847261691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15174568&amp;postID=112336159847261691&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/112336159847261691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15174568/posts/default/112336159847261691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h-m-i-c.blogspot.com/2005/08/bam-bam-bam-is-this-thing-on.html' title='Bam, Bam, Bam, Is this thing on?'/><author><name>Mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06278991935676951221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/Heleenuh/LittleMak2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
