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About Me

Hmm...about me. So difficult to condense into words, you know? How do you describe perfection? Ha! Yeah, so far from perfect it's not even funny. I blame society for my ills and travesties, the goverment for my lack of funding, my parents for the ups and downs of being a Pastor's kid, my high school for my lack of coordination, Ukraine for my first ghetto fabulous car ( I miss my Thundercat), Japan for making me have seizures from their cartoons, Power Rangers for my abundant childishness, Fried Green Tomatoes for my feelings of female empowerment, Toyota for helping me save money by making me spend way more than I have, my peeps at MTV, my best friends Debra Sue and Mark Miller for loving me no matter what, the Jews for their quirky ways, Gandhi for my peacemaker qualities, Catherine the Great for my warlike qualities, Panama for my love of canals, every fast food restaurant for my obesity, and the Hollywood media for making me live up to impossible standards of beauty.
I don't believe in global warming...at least in the sense that in 20 years we'll all be baking in 103 degree heat year-round. I don't believe styrofoam is evil. It takes up less than 1% of landfills. I believe we shold start using DDT again. More people have died because we stopped using it. I believe everyone should research climate studies for themselves. I don't believe scientists can accurately predict climate in 2 months let alone 2 years or 20 years. I believe everyone should read Michael Crichton's State of Fear. It changed my perspective on the environment.
I don't believe that current Darwinian evolutionary theory is plausible. Anyone who has any concept of the complexity of biochemical functionality in the human body would attest to this.
Other interesting facts: blue is my favorite colour. I spell "colour" with a "u". Gorillas are my favorite animal. I often wonder what dog would taste like. Koji's at the Block is the BOMB, but Hary Haru Sushi in LB is the atom bomb!!! I want to bomb someone named Adam. I've been to Mt. Rushmore. I've crashed into my church. I was Dean's Listed in college. People have the tendency to think they've met me when they haven't. And people often tell me I look like someone they know. Most people who have met me through high school friends will remember me. I am a magnet for high school alumni. I am a magnet for flakey and noncommittal people. I was asked once in Freshman year if I wanted to play for the football team by the football coach. I am afraid of things flying at my face. I don't like steak because I can't work the knife/fork thing. I once had to make those knife/fork/napkin rollups. I don't like fruit roll-ups. If you call me by my last name then I know how I know you. If you call me by my fake name, then I know you're with the government. I should stop talking now before I reveal valuable information known only to myself, the heads of the CIA and MI6, and the Pope. I just started reading comic books for the first time in my life, and I love it!! I'm always the one boy in a group of girls. I always give one too many chances and it always comes back to kick me in the astroturf. I don't know anything about the Astros...except the Jetson's dog.
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My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Please! Who wouldn't I wanna meet? That's a better question! Hmmm...I better not say names..That might get me into trouble with certain someones...especially anyone associated with Blueberry Hill. Freakin' apartheid. But barring those people...most likely anyone who doesn't speak American....just because I wouldn't understand you. Umm...although...if everyone spoke American...then I would like to meet everyone. Well, not everyone. Some people you meet and it's just like...ummmm...I don't know how to talk to you. Or worse, they're just huge jerks. Of course, you don't know who those type of people are until you meet them...so i guess I'd have to meet them and regret the meeting. Right? Of course, I might have to feign interest in them until I find out if I can use them for my own financial, social and/or political purposes. Cause really, what are jerks good for if not to be used as a means to advance my own agenda. As far celebrities go...well...no one in pop culture is worth meeting...unless I wanna score drugs, end up with VD, or nearly die in a drunken car accident (you still owe me for repairs Paris!). Same for politicians. Everyone worth associating with is dead. Alas..poor Urich, i knew him not.

My Blog

And we’ll do it in your face!!!!

I like it when people talk about me behind my back. No really. I'm serious. It lets me know I'm important. Think about it. I don't talk about things I could care less about. If I talk about someone it...
Posted by on Fri, 17 Oct 2008 17:26:00 GMT

Smarty Pants

Sigh...once again I made the Dean's List for my 4.0 for the Summer Semester. You know, after you've made the list as many times as I have, it becomes so...common. Just kdding! Everytime I make the li...
Posted by on Fri, 03 Oct 2008 12:55:00 GMT

Old Bum

So, the time nears when, yet again, I complete the aging cycle of one year. I will claim the same age for the fourth year in a row, and will spend the day working. The day will continue on unremarkabl...
Posted by on Thu, 25 Sep 2008 23:50:00 GMT

Napkin Poetry??

So, I was going through some stuff in my room the other day and I couldn't help but laugh aloud when I came across some napkin poetry that I had written while at the now defunct Coffee Bazaar in San D...
Posted by on Fri, 19 Sep 2008 21:28:00 GMT

Letting Lying Dogs Lie?

Everyone has their own little secrets and lies. These are the private things that we need to hold onto for some reason or another. The Polite LieWhen we lie about how well the other looks it's because...
Posted by on Fri, 05 Sep 2008 09:22:00 GMT

It’s a Soapy Life

Yes, it is indeed a soapy life. Not real soap mind you, like the kind you shower with (hopefully), but soap opera soap. Dramatic soap. Long pauses in the middle of sentences soap. Soap that, ironicall...
Posted by on Mon, 01 Sep 2008 08:16:00 GMT

When Friends Attack

So, I had this friend, Starla, who I considered to be one of my best friends and was someone I had known since 7th grade. We are no longer friends, apparently. It's a little weird, and I'm not quite s...
Posted by on Tue, 17 Jun 2008 06:43:00 GMT

Summer Stressing

Arg! I have so much going on right now! Luckily, I am, as always, managing. That's what I do. Unfortunately, having to manage time for two jobs, school, friends and some semblance of my own personal l...
Posted by on Sat, 07 Jun 2008 11:58:00 GMT

School and Back Again

Well, I'm back at school. Luckily, I have 3 online classes and 1 real-life class. I'm going to be a History Teacher, so I'm taking History 103 (more history to follow), Art 100 (which requires MUCH th...
Posted by on Mon, 14 Jan 2008 07:43:00 GMT

My 1st Art Blog

Technically, this is a link to my art blog, but still...http://www.macdevitt.com/lesson_blogs_view.php?assig nment_id=1271&lesson_number=1&
Posted by on Mon, 14 Jan 2008 12:58:00 GMT