Okay Everyone. Are you all ready? Good, because That way I know I still have readers.
All right. The announcement I want to make might just take Maroon Mondays to the next level.
Next month is May, so I will release more than one story a week (or month, however you judge me) in a new special I like to call...Maroon May!
During Maroon May, I will release two stories on Monday(one fluff-one serious), a third on Friday, and a bonus on any other day of the week. None on the weekend. I wanted to do this to add more posts and credibility to this blog. It's my way of saying "I'm Sorry for not putting out as many stories as I could.
I also like to announce that I am beginning a new segment honoring some of the best shows in history that barely got on TV, coming in later this summer. I like to call this "The 1 Season Wonder". Here I talk about classic, recent and in-between show that only got 1 season under its belt, the characters, how and why it got cancelled, my favorite episode and more. It will also involve you, the readers, to tell me your favorite show that only got one season and I might just talk about it too; I just have to watch it before I give the approval of putting it in the list. It may seem hard, but I know how to create the frame work.
And there they are. The big announcements for me, Andrew. See in in May.
Tuesday, April 30, 2013
Monday, April 29, 2013
The Boston Marathon Bombings
Okay, welcome back, everyone. Or should I say, welcome back me.
Okey-doke, now let me get serious for a bit. You know the Bombings at the Boston Marathon happened earlier this month. Two pressure cooker bombs suddenly explode, people run for their lives, and extreme horror and fright all over? Well let my give you my thoughts. When I was busy going through another normal day (freaking around on my computer) when I heard the local news was on. I walked to the next room when I saw that news was coming from Boston, Massachusetts, where there was a bombing at the world-famous Boston Marathon.
Right then, my happiness and thoughts of food turned to shock and sadness after seeing such a horrible event unfold. It was just like the 9/11 attacks (it just happened and we initially didn't know why; although in that case, we later learned it was the work of dumbass terrorists). Since then, my eyes were glued to a TV (not the TV; I had other TVs.) for almost non-stop news coverage. The more I watched, the more sad I felt. So I tried to turn to something else, but it was all over the airwaves; also, I had no cable. Anyway, Coverage progressed, and I learned that 3 people died, including an 8-year-old (read: someone who barely walked the Earth), and 153+ others were injured, with some of them having the unfortunate option of having limbs amputated, among them, said 8-year-old's younger sister, who had to lose a leg. That sent my stomach churning.
Days later, as an Investigation was launched to find the sons of bitches who did committed the crime, another sad event occurred in Texas as a fertilizer plant exploded and sent the city of West into ruins. I'm not going to invest in this, as this was too sad to talk about at the same time.
So to speed this up, the FBI was into the investigation to find the hoodrats. On April , the two were caught at a 7-Eleven, where one of them mentions he and the other hoodrat blew up the two bombs at the Marathon. The cashier calls police and they find the two on a quiet street, when a shoot-out broke out. That's when one of the rats, Tamerlan Tsarnaev, was killed by police. I was absolutely happy to hear this, although I would've been more happier if he was caught alive. The other, Dzhokhar Tsarnaev ran away unscathed.
It took a authorities another day to find Dzhokhar by putting the city on lockdown. They finally found him when a resident outside of perimeter found him in their boat (with a bloody tarp), and that's when the authorities caught him. Also that's when I thanked my Lord and Savior that it's all over and that he'll never kill anyone else again. Now he's in prison where he might get raped or intimedated or fearing a metal lunch tray would bash his head in. I'm asking for all to happen.
Now to be important. Listen, this is America. Where we have freedom and happiness going hand and hand. You'll see people doing amazing deeds to others. Where people always love to have a good time. And where there is Apple Pie and Bald Eagles--yes we have it all. But mostly we have the spirit and liberty and amazing strength within us. We even give people from other countries a chance to live here and start a brand new life and live in peace and prosperity. And to repay us by destroying a historic part of our country during a historic event...well, you're asking for our law enforcement to find you and give you the verbal, psychological and physical ass-beating of your life. And don't say we won't.
Okey-doke, now let me get serious for a bit. You know the Bombings at the Boston Marathon happened earlier this month. Two pressure cooker bombs suddenly explode, people run for their lives, and extreme horror and fright all over? Well let my give you my thoughts. When I was busy going through another normal day (freaking around on my computer) when I heard the local news was on. I walked to the next room when I saw that news was coming from Boston, Massachusetts, where there was a bombing at the world-famous Boston Marathon.
Right then, my happiness and thoughts of food turned to shock and sadness after seeing such a horrible event unfold. It was just like the 9/11 attacks (it just happened and we initially didn't know why; although in that case, we later learned it was the work of dumbass terrorists). Since then, my eyes were glued to a TV (not the TV; I had other TVs.) for almost non-stop news coverage. The more I watched, the more sad I felt. So I tried to turn to something else, but it was all over the airwaves; also, I had no cable. Anyway, Coverage progressed, and I learned that 3 people died, including an 8-year-old (read: someone who barely walked the Earth), and 153+ others were injured, with some of them having the unfortunate option of having limbs amputated, among them, said 8-year-old's younger sister, who had to lose a leg. That sent my stomach churning.
Days later, as an Investigation was launched to find the sons of bitches who did committed the crime, another sad event occurred in Texas as a fertilizer plant exploded and sent the city of West into ruins. I'm not going to invest in this, as this was too sad to talk about at the same time.
So to speed this up, the FBI was into the investigation to find the hoodrats. On April , the two were caught at a 7-Eleven, where one of them mentions he and the other hoodrat blew up the two bombs at the Marathon. The cashier calls police and they find the two on a quiet street, when a shoot-out broke out. That's when one of the rats, Tamerlan Tsarnaev, was killed by police. I was absolutely happy to hear this, although I would've been more happier if he was caught alive. The other, Dzhokhar Tsarnaev ran away unscathed.
It took a authorities another day to find Dzhokhar by putting the city on lockdown. They finally found him when a resident outside of perimeter found him in their boat (with a bloody tarp), and that's when the authorities caught him. Also that's when I thanked my Lord and Savior that it's all over and that he'll never kill anyone else again. Now he's in prison where he might get raped or intimedated or fearing a metal lunch tray would bash his head in. I'm asking for all to happen.
Now to be important. Listen, this is America. Where we have freedom and happiness going hand and hand. You'll see people doing amazing deeds to others. Where people always love to have a good time. And where there is Apple Pie and Bald Eagles--yes we have it all. But mostly we have the spirit and liberty and amazing strength within us. We even give people from other countries a chance to live here and start a brand new life and live in peace and prosperity. And to repay us by destroying a historic part of our country during a historic event...well, you're asking for our law enforcement to find you and give you the verbal, psychological and physical ass-beating of your life. And don't say we won't.
Sorry for the Hiatus
Hey all. It's me, Andrew, the Maroon Mauruder once again. (Still not calling me that? Okay...)
Anyway, before I get to my next post, I want to apologize for something; Maroon Mondays has been on hiatus since March. I have been spending time doing other things to find breathing room outside of the blog. I wanted to come back earlier this month, but had to continue the hiatus because of the events and aftermath of the Boston Marathon Bombings. I then wanted to talk about it, but thought I couldn't anything without being offensive. Not that I have the time, I will about it later on today.
Also, there's a high point, I did this so I can gather more pop-culture and world news to talk about and/or rip apart and bash at, in the only way I can, very badly and hilariously.
See you soon.
Anyway, before I get to my next post, I want to apologize for something; Maroon Mondays has been on hiatus since March. I have been spending time doing other things to find breathing room outside of the blog. I wanted to come back earlier this month, but had to continue the hiatus because of the events and aftermath of the Boston Marathon Bombings. I then wanted to talk about it, but thought I couldn't anything without being offensive. Not that I have the time, I will about it later on today.
Also, there's a high point, I did this so I can gather more pop-culture and world news to talk about and/or rip apart and bash at, in the only way I can, very badly and hilariously.
See you soon.
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