Once and Always

From the Halls of Montezuma to the shores of Tripoli.  Chances are, if you know what this is, you are one of my brothers in arms.  In the four years I spent in the greatest fighting force the world has ever seen, I had the chance to share blood, sweat, tears, and beers with some of the finest individuals that you could ever hope to know.  Some of these men gave the ultimate sacrifice for your freedom and mine. Not just my Marines, but for anyone who has served, there is a certain place in each serviceman's heart for their comrades and their country.  As Memorial day weekend approaches, know that it's not about a three day weekend, nor is it just another holiday to get some free holiday pay from work.  This holiday is a time to stop and reflect on the ones that are no longer with us, and to give thanks for the lives that we are able to lead because of their heroic actions.  Without the men and women of the US Armed Forces, you might have been born a slave, or you might would have to stand in a line to get a loaf of bread.  So, I want to say thank you from the bottom of my heart.  No matter your religion, your political views, your race, your sex, or your heritage, if you are an American, you will forever be indebted to these men and women.  So, take the time this weekend to enjoy your freedom, and remember why you have it, play the Star Spangled Banner just to feel the chills run down your spine, and if you think you have it rough, think of that 18 year old kid in a foreign land dodging bullets and bleeding for your freedom.  And to the Marines I know, and the ones I don't:  I sincerely love and miss every single one of you degenerates.  Enjoy your time off with the ones you love, have a good weekend.
Semper Fi,
Zac Harward
www.mangledmind.com

Post Apocolypse: Day 1

I awoke this morning, head pounding, back aching, and a children's television show blaring in the background.  I ask myself if this is the kind of hell we must endure living as one of the left behind?  I roll over to see my wife sleeping soundly, this is no shock to me, I never doubted she would be left behind, because of her inherently evil ways.  I fix my coffee and go outside.  No fire, no brimstone, just sun shining and birds chirping.  I guess we were all left behind.  I am a little dissapointed, I thought that I would for sure be killing zombies by now, but I have not spotted a single one.  However, I will remain vigilant, ready to pounce on any undead that is intent on consuming my flesh.  All jokes aside,  Harold Camping really messed this one up.  I read that he spent 117 million dollars of his own fortune advertising this so called end.  Worse than that, he convinced millions of gullible people that don't have the money he does, to blow their life savings to do the same. Camping is 89 years old, his time on earth is numbered, but to cause mass hysteria such as he has is unforgivable.  There are many low income families across the US that have ruined their finacial future because of this guy, I read reports of families not letting their kids leave the house this weekend, because Camping had convinced them of the forthcoming rapture.  Camping and his company, www.familyradio.com, are nothing more than another radical religious sect that has terrorized our great country.  I hope that you were lucky enough not to drink Camping's tainted Kool-Aid, me, I never liked Kool-Aid, and i'm going to wait this apocolypse out with a cold beer in my hand.  So until next time, be prepared for zombies, be with the ones you love, and remember that beer beats Kool-Aid every time,
zac
www.mangledmind.com

Apocolypse Now

Well, seeing how the world is supposed to end tommorrow, I wanted to take the time to share a few thoughts and feelings.  Apparently the rapture is supposed to start at 6:00 pm tommorrow evening, according to Harold Camping.  Camping is the one who has prognosticated this impending end of the world, spattering our countryside will billboards and signs, from California to North Carolina.  I guess he is a twenty-first century Nostradamus of sorts.  When asked if we were going to die on eastern standard or pacific time, Camping's website states that it will happen at 6:00 pm everywhere.  God is going to let everyone enjoy one last half a day.  This means that it will all go down starting in the middle of the Pacific ocean and moving its way east.  Pretty fucked up that Iraq and Pakistan gets to live longer than me, because I would love to witness their demise on CNN.  Oh well, maybe in another life.  Sitting here staring at the clock, I realize I have less than 28 remaining hours, and I just bought a new case of beer, got work to do.  So remember, spend time with the ones you love tonight, and make sure to have your steaks done tommorrow by 5:30. (Because it would piss me off if I were to die while they were still cooking.).So until next week,
zac

Going Forward

Well, it's been a couple of years ago, my best friend and I were sitting around shooting the shit.  As always, our conversation would have made any normal eavesdropper think that we should be committed immediately.  In the midst of talking like a couple of pre pubescent kids, full of fart jokes and curses, we decided that we could actually make money by putting some of this immature content on a t shirt and selling it.  Being the procrastonators we are, it took many months before we actually took action on this.  Today marks what we call the grand opening of our grand scheme.  I'm sure there will be some growing pains and some roadblocks along the way, but we have both decided that this is what we want to do for a living, and will do anything to make this a reality.   Please visit www.mangledmind.com and see what we have come with.  Like or dislike, please let us know what you think.  On that note, as the last drop of Coors Light enters my stomach, I leave you until next time.
hopefully sooner than later,
zac