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.

Superbowl XLVI: Us Versus THEM

I had the poor luck of working last night, while most everyone else were home eating buffalo and beer flavored treats, so this morning as I held court in the poo-poo palace, sitting on my porcelain throne, I thought to catch up … Continue reading

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Wherein I discuss Hipsters and why they are so not Deck

God I hate hipsters so much. Everything they stand for is a piece of crap, and they are all richly deserving of a slow and ironic death. They didn’t always bother me so much, mostly because I had no interaction … Continue reading

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Spartacocks: Blood and Sand (and cocks)

I just spent roughly the last 13 hours of my life watching the first season of the Starz original TV show Spartacus: Blood and Sand, an endeavor that came about indirectly through Marissa’s purchase of a Wi-Fi adapter for her … Continue reading

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Snowed In!

I did a lot with my snow day. I ate chili and hot dogs. I shovelled the driveway. I watched Star Wars V, The Empire Strikes Back. I showered. And I wrote this. Use it wisely my loves. It just … Continue reading

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Change

You know how sometimes you experience something, and whatever that thing is, it strikes such a chord that it seems to reverberate through your whole being, and you can’t help but thinking, well, my world is never going to be the … Continue reading

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