Author Archives: Max T Kramer

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About Max T Kramer

Max has been better than you at writing since the third grade. He currently lives in Connecticut, but will someday return to the desert.

Wherein Max Tyson turns 40.

Well, I just celebrated another birthday. It is therefore time for my annual state of the Max address. Especially because this one was a milestone. I just turned Forty. Four Oh. More like Four Oh No. Statistically speaking, I am … Continue reading

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Rest In Peace Chuckle

This past weekend I had the bittersweet opportunity to say goodbye to one of my dearest friends and brother in all but blood, and I am struggling to put into words how much he meant to me, and how special … Continue reading

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January 6th, or Here We Go Again

It’s almost January 6th, 2025, the anniversary of MAGA idiots storming the Capital four years ago, and once again Trump is back, like fucking herpes. The first time he won the election, I was annoyed and disappointed, but not especially … Continue reading

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Wherein a Reunion is Attended

Last Saturday night was my 20-year high school reunion. They’re not cool anymore so I didn’t attend. The end. Just kidding, of course I went. Why wouldn’t I? I had a lot of friends that I cared deeply for when … Continue reading

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The Male Loneliness Epidemic, or Dadding in the Newish Millennium

It was Gavin Rossdale of the British rock band Bush who somewhat presciently penned the lyrics “I’m never alone, I’m alone all the time” as the start of the second verse of their hit song Glycerine (the fourth single from … Continue reading

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