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2001-2005 Letters

An Open Letter to M&M/Mars Corporation

Dearest Candy Kings,

I have a few queries upon which I am hoping you could perhaps shed some light. Before I even start with those questions, however, let me tell you a little bit about myself. My name’s Michael Ollinger, and I have been eating your candies for as long as I have been alive, which has been nineteen, often hellish years. My mother used to melt Three Musketeers bars and spoon-fed them to me until I was able to hold the candy bar in my tiny little fist. From ages 4-14, I dressed up as an M&M; for Halloween. I think those two examples provide an adequate view into my preoccupation of your fabulous candies. Now that I have been through such needless formalities, let me digress into the proverbial beef of this letter.

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2001-2005 Other Words

Vocabulary Builder III

abulia – \ay-BOO-lee-uh\ noun : abnormal lack of ability to act or to make decisions

exempla gratia- Webster was struck with an acute case of abulia at the video store; he could not decide between Pornochio or Saving Ryan’s Privates.

baksheesh – \BAK-sheesh\ noun : payment (as a tip or bribe) to expedite service

exempla gratia- “Here, take this baksheesh,” Ben told Heather, handing her a sweaty wad of singles. “I don’t have time for the usual tops-and-tails and champagne room. Just give me a quickie, down-and-dirty.”

denegation – \deh-nih-GAY-shun\ noun : denial

exempla gratia- Dexter was in a constant state of denegation. Among other things, he still adheres to the fact that not only did Thomas Dewey win the election of ’48, but also Bush won the election of ’00.

enfant terrible – \ahn-fahn-teh-REE-bluh\ noun : a child whose inopportune remarks cause embarrassment

exempla gratia- Henry and Alice had quite the enfant terrible in little Dennis. He once announced to a crowded room of their friends that not only did he just “shit his pants” but he also once “touched the cat’s special place.”

farrago \fuh-RAH-goh\ noun : a confused mixture : hodgepodge

exempla gratia- Taking two ounces of every bottle of liquor his parents had, Jack created a potent farrago of spirits he dubbed “Jack’s Magic Potion.” Upon drinking an eighth of the concoction, his lunch of hot dogs, french fries, and jelly beans made an encore appearance on the kitchen floor.

halcyon – \HAL-see-un\ adjective : calm, peaceful

exempla gratia- After swallowing a handful of Halcion, Patrick felt halcyon and ready for bed.

hypnagogic – \hip-nuh-GAH-jik\ adjective : of, relating to, or occurring in the period of drowsiness immediately preceding sleep

exempla gratia- As I laid there, about to fall asleep, lying in a hypnagogic state, I wondered why David Cross was teaching my Biology class, and I was sorry that I had such a hard time paying attention because he’s one funny guy. I was just. so. . sleepy. . .

louche – \LOOSH (“OO” as in “food”)\ adjective : not reputable or decent

exempla gratia- Did you say that Vera was “louche” or “loose?” Oh wait, they’re the same thing, aren’t they?

nyctalopia – \nik-tuh-LOH-pee-uh\ noun : night blindness

exempla gratia- At first, they thought it was Fred’s nyctalopia that gave him a tendency to walk into walls and closed doors unless he turned on all the lights. It turns out Fred’s just spastic. Once while eating at the Mexicali Grille, he managed to spill his beer, overturn a bowl of salsa onto his pants, AND jab a fork in his eye– all in one fluid motion. I’ve never seen anything like it.

oneiric – \oh-NYE-rik\ adjective : of or relating to dreams : dreamy

exempla gratia- While he lay sleeping, Scruffy had oneiric visions of bottomless bowls of soup and rivers of MD 20/20. These dreams were only interrupted when he awoke to the sounds of raccoons leaping into the Dumpster in which he was resting.

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2001-2005 Movie Reviews

Something’s Gotta Give

Something certainly did give, too. I gave $3, 2+ hours of my life, and half a tank of gas for that movie. What did I get in return? Not much. A glimpse of Diane Keaton’s aging bare body, Jack Nicholson’s ass, and that was about it. An entertaining story, did I get one of those? Heh– I wish!

Jack Nicholson plays Harry Sanborn, a 60-something record company CEO who dates women in a very specific age range– at least 30 years his junior. The movie opens with him riding to the Hamptons with his latest catch, Marin (played by Amada Peet). Once they reach the Hamptons, they shimmy out of their skivvies and into their swimtrunks, preparing for a sun-soaked fuck-fest (or so I presume). This is when Erica and Zoe Barry (Diane Keaton and Frances McDormand, respectively), Marin’s playwright mother and teacher aunt walk in, and awkwardness (I suppose what the audience is supposed to consider “funny” awkwardness) ensues. Just as Harry tries to make his escape, the three women agree that the four of them can have a good weekend together, despite the polarity between Harry and Erica’s characters.

Just as the May-December weekend fornication gets started, Harry has a mild heart attack and is rushed to the local hospital where Dr. Julian Mercer (Keanu Reeves, using more than single monosyllabic words for a change) recommends bed-rest and the care of a nurse to his patient. While consoling the bereaved in the waiting room, Dr. Mercer is captured by Erica, and is quick to make with the goo-goo eyes (Oh the dramatic irony! Doesn’t Julian know he’s doomed to being cast aside like last night’s condom?!).

Harry returns to Erica’s house in the Hamptons and immediately shoos away every member of his entourage who comes to see him (including a personal favorite Jon Favreau, who has given a miserably small part) and is left in the care of Marin’s mother. After a day or so together, the two start to wear on one another, and chemistry between them supposedly develops. [You wouldn’t believe it to see it, but part of film-watching is the “suspension of disbelief,” thank you Introduction to Cinema.]

After a few mishaps and misunderstandings [Oh no! Marin’s back to see Harry, and she still thinks together. No wait, she can see the chemistry shared between the movie poster partners, so she tells her mother that it’s okay for her to date Harry. Meanwhile, Dr. Neo makes the moves on Erica, and she enjoys his company, but she enjoys Harry’s company…oh, she’s just so CONFUSED!!!] the two consummate their affection for one another.

But wait. Harry’s tender to Erica, but he’s an old dog, and we all know that you can’t teach an old dog new tricks. After he recovers from his heart attack, he returns to New York City, leaving Erica to ruminate on her sudden lapse into sluttiness. She already knows that she’s in love with Harry, and why can’t he just feel the same way? Why?!

More misunderstandings ensue (Erica sees Harry dining with a young hottie in some upscale NYC joint), and the two part ways. [By this time, I was praying the movie would end, but that would be impossible because our two lovers had yet to resolve their feud and be in love again.] Erica realizes that Dr. Neo was a better catch, and Harry realizes that he missed an opportunity with Erica.

After another trip to the hospital– this time for an anxiety attack (he goes to the hospital, the puss, I just do it Soprano-style; pass out, wipe out, wake up), Harry realizes that he needs to make amends, so he embarks on a six-month journey that leads him across several states. Mercifully, these six months pass in a matter of moments, thanks to a montage sequence of girls either slapping Harry or slamming their door in his face. After those six months, Harry finally arrives at Marin’s apartment, only to discover she’s pregnant and married. (ALL THAT IN SIX MONTHS!!! WTF!) He discovers that Erica is in Paris for her birthday, so he travels to surprise her in hopes of winning her back. Erica is surprised to see him, but she’s there with her beau, Dr. Neo. (Gasp! All that soul-searching and self-realization for nothing!) At Dr. Neo’s insistence, Harry joins them for dinner, and the three of them have a grand time (or so we are to infer. During this scene, there were several shots of wine pouring into glasses). After a great dinner, Erica realizes that Harry truly has changed. She doesn’t make any indication of this new-found respect for Harry to him, but somehow or another Dr. Neo knows. At the story’s close, the jilted bachelor stands alone in Paris on a January night, wishing he could have gotten the girl. But hark! What’s this? A car pulling up behind him? No, it couldn’t be! Wait, it is! Oh happy day! It’s Erica, and she loves him again! Yaaaay! Cue the credits.

Yeah, so I was only slightly amused by this movie. Some funny parts, more not so funny. It was obvious that the demographic to which this movie was aimed was not mine. There was not just one joke about Viagara, but three! Overall, the acting was good. I definitely enjoyed Jack Nicholson, and Diane Keaton was not too shabby herself. I don’t know if she deserved an Oscar nomination for her performance, but that’s why I’m not an Academy voter. (Not yet, at least.) It’s a shame they were working with such a trite script and hackneyed genre. The direction was functional at best, but one cannot expect much from a woman whose past credits include What Women Want and the 90’s update of the Parent Trap.

Overall, a decent date movie but certainly not the best.

Final grade: B-/C+

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2001-2005 Other Words

Day 7,934 and Still Alive

Eh, it’s been two weeks since I have posted anything. There is no much to report, really– my life has reached a homeostasis in which my day consists of waking up promptly at 9, attending class, coming home and eating lunch, taking a nap, doing school work, Auctionworking, eating dinner, watching an hour or so of television, then passing out at about 1 or 2 AM. I love routine– don’t get me wrong, but sometimes I want a little more out of life. I think the humdrum of my life has dampened my artistic spirit and dried up my creative juices. So I implore you, lowly reader, pardon the perfunctoriness of this post.

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2001-2005 Other Words

Vocabulary Builder II

It’s been a long week. I first felt the intimations of ailment creeping in last Saturday, and since then I have been in the icy grip of a January cold. This being the case, my sinuses, chest, and stomach have been loaded with phlegm and mucus. Disgusting I know, but like flatulence, congestion is a part of being human.

Because I haven’t being feeling well, I haven’t been running at 100% to take note on the goings-on around me. As such, in lieu of a poignant commentary on my life, I will instead provide you Reduxers with another installment of VOCABULARY-EDIFICATION WITH MIKEY. Enjoy!


babblative – \BAB-luh-tiv\ adjective – garrulous

exempla gratia – Susan was the most babblative woman I met; the only time she would shut up was when I said “SUSAN, WILL YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP ALREADY?! I DON’T GIVE A SHIT THAT WAYNE IS FUCKING YOUR COUSIN. I DON’T CARE THAT YOU CAN’T FIND YOUR DAMN CAR KEYS! MAYBE IF YOU STOPPED DOING ICE, YOU COULD SLOW DOWN AND THINK ABOUT WHERE YOU LEFT THEM!” She would always be quiet after that.

cacography \kak-AH-gruh-fee\ noun – bad spelling

exempla gratia – “Franco, this job application is full of cacography. You don’t spell ‘bus’ with a K!”

ephemeral \ih-FEH-muh-rul\ adjective – lasting a very short time

exempla gratia – Jim’s life was full of ephemeral moments– especially when in the boudoir. If there was an award for speed-fucking, he would win hands-down. Two minutes? Did he even give her time to take her bra off?

galumph \guh-LUMF\ verb – to move with a clumsy, heavy tread

exempla gratia – Keith galumphed about his castle searching for the last bag of Oreos. Keith’s a sad story, really. He hasn’t been able to leave his house for two years. He can’t get through the threshold of his front door anymore. I’ve heard he weighs 800 pounds. My Mini doesn’t even weigh that much! I’ve also heard he eats kids. I’m not too sure of the veracity of that rumor, although the Thompkins boy brought him Chili’s To-Go once, and he hasn’t been heard from since.

imbroglio \im-BROHL-yoh\ noun – a violently confused or bitterly complicated altercation

exempla gratia – Quite an imbroglio had developed between Hal, Tabitha, and Tameka. Hal had been engaging in intercourse with both of them. It should be stated that Hal had been diagnosed with multiple personality disorder in his teens. I don’t know how it worked out in the bedroom, but Hal was a ghastly, pallid man in his mid-50’s, and Tameka was a heavy-set black woman in her 30’s. He was having sex with himself! How the hell does one do that?

kakistocracy \kak-uh-STAH-kruh-see\ noun – government by the worst people

exempla gratia – Under the current regime, I daresay America’s political system is a kakistocracy, led by an incompetent lying boob, incapable of coherent parol. A monkey could be doing a better job.

navel-gazing \NAY-vul-GAY-zing\ noun – useless or excessive self-contemplation

exempla gratia – Pubescent Jay spent the majority of each day in his bathroom lost in a bout of navel-gazing. That was what he called it at least.

penury \PEN-yuh-ree\ noun – a cramping and oppressive lack of resources (as money); especially : severe poverty

exempla gratia – I remember one year penury had stricken our poor family so badly that instead of Christmas dinner, we were forced to eat Gramma’s eyeballs. They tasted great, served in a bowl of gruel with a light sprinkling of sawdust.

tatterdemalion \tat-er-dih-MAIL-yun\ adjective – ragged or disreputable in appearance

exempla gratia – Manjit entered his job interview looking terrible and tatterdemalion. The holes in his pants were stapled shut; there was a mustard stain on his shirt. He even had an African beefeater on his shoulder eating something out of his hair!

wassail \WAH-sul\ verb – to indulge in riotous drinking

exempla gratia – The trio of Steve, Zeke, and Ed went to Hooters and wassailed on the finest brews their money could buy (Pabst-Blue Ribbon and Bud Light), and they toasted their heroes Lombardi, Ditka, and Stifler. After being ejected from the bar for placing their tips between the supple breasts of Heather, their unfortunate server, they donned their horned helmets and pillaged several of the suburbs surrounding Flint, Michigan.

–This one’s for my dead homies.–
Mikey