Max-stravaganza

Song stuck in my head for the day: "Read My Mind" - The Killers. ******* There was a recent article about how incoming college freshmen grew up in a completely different world than even recent college graduates. Examples include knowing Fergie as a pop singer rather than the Duchess of York, they don't remember the Cold War, and they don't use wristwatches. Trying to add to the list, I figured that when they hear the words "Paul is dead," they think that someone recently died, as opposed to playing the White Album backwards. In my strange, tangential, wikipedian mindset, this got me thinking about that great conspiracy theory. Honestly, it's worth wasting a few minutes looking into the clues on the cover of Abbey Road or mishearing lyrics to All You Need is Love. I wondered why our poor, deprived generation didn't have a similar urban legend. Where is our "Who shot JFK?" or "Did man really walk on the moon?" Sure, you hav

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With the advent of user generated web content, the Internet is supposed to conform to my own needs. Either I don't make a good first impression or the Internet could seriously use a refresher course. I dislike most of the people that Facebook suggests I add as friends (I'm looking at you, "angry dude from college" and "quiet girl I never spoke to in high school"). I hate half the music that Pandora recommends (REO Speedwagon on my "AC/DC" channel? Really?) and Hulu tailors some very strange ads "just for me" (Diaper commercials, LensCrafters, HIV prevention tips for gay Samoan men, etc.). And since I'm a straight, contraceptively competent, and continent caucasian with perfect vision, I'm not sure who that one was meant for. So I've been hard pressed to see how Web 2.0.1 has made life easier for society. It's just an outlet to post tons of unnecessary information about yourself (see: here ). And suddenly it hi

In 2008, my friends and I turned 21. We shared the moment of realization that from here on out, alcohol just wasn't special anymore since we could acquire it legally. It is a fact universally accepted that barriers to entry only make people want said product even more. Example #1: iTunes made LimeWire even more popular. Example #2: Whenever a woman says "Just for the record, we're not hooking up tonight," she probably just wants flowers. Example #3: The US/Mexico border. But despite the fact that beer has lost its illegal charm, I still like to throw down every so often. It's about shedding my Bruce Banner (Ed Norton, not Ruffalo) and unleashing what my friend Jeff has coined "Frax" (Frat Max). If this takes off, I'll have to photoshop an image of Admiral Ackbar screaming "It's a Frax!" True, leaving college hasn't done much for my social life. But for those of you who say that I've gone soft in my old age, for those