Green used to be my favorite color – that limey, pea-ish, springy-new-growth kind of green. Green is now the color of Hypocrite and it has become a verb, a business strategy, and a marketing movement. I may love green, but I despise “Green”. Back in the day, “show me some green” meant today’s “where’s the [...] The Audacity of “Green”
Green used to be my favorite color – that limey, pea-ish, springy-new-growth kind of green. Green is now the color of Hypocrite and it has become a verb, a business strategy, and a marketing movement. I may love green, but I despise “Green”. Back in the day, “show me some green” meant today’s “where’s the [...] Scandalous Behavior in Sports
Scandals in the world of sports are far from rare. Floyd Landis is a disgraced and doping cyclist, soccer great Zinedine Zidiane retired after a headbutt witnessed by the whole world, O.J. Simpson was acquitted of murdering his wife and her friend, but lost the ensuing civil suit, Tiger Woods took a leave from pro [...] Mike’s Dad: Leo’s Advice on Money
Mike’s dad, Leo, has been hounding us about money of late. Well… it’s really well-intended concern for our welfare in these uncertain times. We promised him a guest column so he could share some tried and true tips from the “real” Depression. Readers – meet Leo! What to invest in? Eh… I have no clue, [...] Mike’s Mizzy Method
Tired of trying so hard to heal yourself? If you’re like us, you’ve bought too many self-help books on Amazon in hopes of gaining insight into vague dissatisfaction and misery. Perhaps you’re a veteran of the weekend workshop where you go to gain sudden, and expensive enlightenment, while praying secretly to get laid. You’ve practiced [...] Why I love Brazilians
By guest columnist Drew Drewsome I have tremendous respect for Brazilian men because they will have sex with almost any woman. I hate to make huge generalizations, or categorize a large group people, or risk sounding chauvinistic, but it’s true. Before you go shouting “Politically incorrect!” or blame Mik and Mike, please hear me out. [...] Truth in Undergarments
I find I must address this issue. Early last Sunday morning I happened to walk past my guest cottage in which my good friend and adopted “son” sometimes stays when he passes through town. I could not help but notice the two brilliant red cups of a pushup bra, perfectly shaped in ready position, resting [...] 


