Mitcz.com : Official blog of Rev. Mitcz, the demented devilish comedian from Hollywood, CA.

I was looking over some shit on my blog site earlier, trying to clear out old spam (grrr.. fuckin’ hate spam) and I came across some nuggets of fun on the blog that I had posted throughout the year, but that didn’t get much attention at the time cause my readership wasn’t as high as it is now.

Also, I like year-end (and year-beginning) nostalgia.

So, here I will link back to some blog posts that I was particularly proud of. If you’ve never read them – this is my humble attempt to alert you to what you may have missed in the hope that you’ll casually think of me as a genius blogger at some point in your life, if only for a second :)

I won’t be doing the show for the rest of the week. I’m bed-ridden. I have a rare viral gum infection and I’m in probably the worst pain of my life. I have to take antibiotics every 6 hours and pop enough vicodin to numb me to the pain, and “be sure to get plenty of rest”. So, I take little one hour naps here and there since I can’t seem to sleep for longer than an hour without waking up in a pool of sweat and shivering cold, drooling, bleeding, and in more pain. Basically, my immune system shut down right around the time I had a tooth pulled, so my gums got infected and didn’t fight off the …

Five teenage boys accused of plotting a shooting rampage at their high school on the anniversary of the Columbine massacre were arrested Thursday after details of the alleged scheme appeared on the Web site MySpace.com

tell me something….

why does every article about foiling the plans of disaffected youth always fail to associate the problem with a society that encourage rampant assholism, and instead HAS to make mention of “violent videogames”?

Surely they’re more concerned with strawman scapegoats instead of the REAL issue at hand, here. When your top-level government officials are international bullies with peace and understanding being the very antithesis of their controlling attempts – who amongst us is surprised that the youth of the country is inspired to follow their …

Do you ever get the feeling that you’re just not “getting it” when someone talks about something they do for sexual enjoyment? Like, look… you do what you gotta do as long as it ain’t hurtin’ anyone who doesn’t wanna be hurt (or involving children or animals). But, really, ELF SEX? Elves ARE imaginary, aren’t they? I mean, I’ve tried reading that lady’s blog (cited by the Icelandic press as “good for Icelandic tourism) but I’m still not sure WTF she’s talking about. She lays there in a field and imagines little people pounding away at her vag, right? Someone needs to fill me in on this one, like pronto..

Speaking at Community College in TX, Bill Nye – uber-badass and funny scientist extraordinaire – somehow “shocked” the audience when the following occurred..
The Emmy-winning scientist angered a few audience members when he criticized literal interpretation of the biblical verse Genesis 1:16, which reads: “God made two great lights — the greater light to govern the day and the lesser light to govern the night. He also made the stars.”

He pointed out that the sun, the “greater light,” is but one of countless stars and that the “lesser light” is the moon, which really is not a light at all, rather a reflector of light.
And some people left the room? One even exclaiming “I believe in God!”. Aren’t we …

Drug companies generally hold only one patent per drug. Tech firms (Microsoft, Intel, Apple, etc) generally hold several patents (and/or violate several) per product offering. Ergo, when someone says “Hey! You can’t use that! It was mine first!”, it’s in a tech company’s best interest to say “fine, here’s some money so I can KEEP using it – now shut up”. Drug companies, however, don’t have that luxury and they depend on their patents to save their proverbial hides from getting ripped off. I understand their plight, but I don’t care.

Drug companies, in case you didn’t know, are the reason there are no cures for Cancer, AIDS, and a variety of other modern-day “incurable” plagues. They’ll make you suffer for …

I’m no fan of the Academy Awards, I’ll grant you that. If I ever make it to that fabled Red Carpet, I’ve got a few words for whichever of the Rivers’ mini-cult that chooses to ask “who are you wearing tonight?”. Irrespective of that, when the author of a short story that makes it to the bigscreen doesn’t get the big “Best Picture Award” that they so dearly wanted (despite that, other than it being a much-needed mainstream film about positive homosexual relationships, was basically a cliche and boring love story at best), they probably shouldn’t write long-winded rants like this. For those who don’t wanna read the whole article, I’ll sum it up for you. *ahem*. “Wahhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

I’m hardly anti-mac. Currently owning a G4 Powerbook, G4/500 (upgraded to 1.4Ghz), and a 2.3Ghz PowerMac G5 (not to mention 3 iPods). But the MacBook Pro is a little “early”. Still, WinXPonMac.net offered up prize money taken from donations for anyone who could get XP running on an Intel Mac (mini, iMac, and MBP). It has been done. It has gone open source. And it can be downloaded for free, right now. Viva La Hacking EFI.

And here I thought Tom Waits vehemently opposed celebrity endorsements, an issue I agree wholeheartedly with him about. The man speaks from embarrassing experience, however, after having done this thrice-award-winning Purina’s Butcher’s Blend Dog Food. The story behind that period of his life pretty much explains everything. It’s okay, Tom. I forgive you.

A friend of mine was doing a Google Images search (for what, I’ll never know) and happened upon this Xian T-Shirt site. While I despise the rebranding of corporate feces to push another popular American product, God, I despise even more when Xians pretend that they’re the “underdog” in a world where Xianity is the most popular religion of all time. If you’re Xian, you don’t get to play the underdog card, and you shouldn’t be wearing shirts like this. Oh, but this one’s actually kinda funny (if it weren’t serious).