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Tuesday, July 31, 2007

Jennifer Lopez On My Block...


Not quite the same but hot, nonetheless...

Thursday, July 19, 2007

She is Plastic Hot!

Torn Between 2 Dawgs...

Malcimus Maximus has a passion about professional football that one cannot understand. He can remember getting his heart broken by the Minnesota Vikings when Randy Moss and Chris Carter didn't accomplish the goal of destroying John Elway in the Superbowl because they were cursed in the Championship game. He cried when Robert Smith retired when he still had a lot of yards left to gain. He revelled when his favorite player, Joey Browner, scared the crap out of a player; and either he made a hard hit, or took an interception. He thinks that Alan Paige is one of the greatest minds of all time. Ladies and gentlemen... I am a Minnesota Vilings fan. I have walked the turf of the Metrodome. I not only love the Vikes, but I love football.

Recently, Michael Vick has been indited on charges of fighting dogs in his cousin's Atlanta home which he purchased. Malcimus will be the first to sat that I am not a fan of any dogs. When I come around, they bark like they want to rip me to pieces. I have found more owners restraining their dogs around me than actually playing with their dogs and having a good time. Owners say that either the dog know that I don't like them or they realize that I love cats. My one interaction with a dog happened when I was a kid. For Christmas, my mom and dad bought me a red car that you peddle. I was 4 or 5 years old at the time and there was a ton of snow outside. Little Malcimus begged to ride in his "Penis" car and finally Mom complied. Out of no where, a German Sheppard came running toward the kid while displaying full speed with the intent to strike. Was "Little Malcimus" to run and live in fear of getting caught from behind by this monster? No. "Little Maximus" defended his car by kicking the German Sheppard right in the throat while it snapped at me. Luckily, the "boy wonder" screamed, "Not Today, Godammitt!" Malcimus threw snowballs until his backup (older family members arrived.

Max doesn't really like dogs but he feel terrible for the dogs that fight and are trained to kill for money and or your viewing enjoyment. Malcimus Maximus has seen dog fights when he was a kid and nothing hurts your heart more than having to see a dog get put down because it lost a fight to another dog, In the court of law in most cases, dogs are considered property and not beings. Hopefully, Michael Vick will learn the harsh lesson of being that "property" of the state of Atlanta.

Malcimis Maximus

Friday, July 13, 2007

You Got To Step Up Young Man...

With all of the turmoil of recent events, Malcimus Maximus feels as though he has cheated those who know and read his blog so here's the skinny:

Maximus Maximus and the "Juggernaut" company have parted ways for good. Like Maxwell said, "I should be crying but I just can't let it go". Corporate America has another casualty in it's clutches. Malcimus Maximus had dedicated 9 1/2 years to a company and a system that he once believed in. The transition is difficult due to the friends that he's made though the years and the relationships that he must severe due to the act of insignificants. This is not a vacation, it's merely a test of one's will to show one's true self in life. Should he sleep all day and watch Judge Mathis of SportsCenter? Or shall he get up and seek revenge on the company that has insulted his reign as an up-and-coming playmaker? Or should the wisdom of life transform Malcimus Maximus into a self proclaimed businessman with his own ideas and acting as his own boss? "I know you've got a little life in you left, I know you've got a lot of strength left". As I burn all of the trophies and accolades from this place while dancing and pop-locking, I listen to Keith Murray and Tyrese, "Can't Nobody Do It Better". It's time to start the final chapter....