Guess Who’s Back. Back Again. Max Is back. Tell A friend.

This is not going to end well for Maynard, Zed, or The Gimp.

What’s happ’nen, Cap’n?

I hope this posting finds you in good spirits and great health. Of course, considering the cluster fuck, shit show, dumpster fire, we are all party to in the current state of things, I frankly wouldn’t be surprised one bit if you were anything but. And I’m right there with you.

Yeah, it’s me. Maximillian Manwell. I’m back in the saddle. And I’m ready to give my take on masculinity, manliness, and manhood once again. With my particular set of skills. As only I can.

I know. I know. It’s been a minute. Perhaps you’re wondering where in the hell I’ve been. Well, to be completely honest and straight to the point, I’ve been busy doing what truly manly men do.

And what, pray tell, is that, Cochise?

I’m glad you asked.

I’ve been handling my business. Gettin’ shit done. Doing what I needed to do to keep on keeping on in the game of life.

Making ends meet. Managing and maintaining my personal and professional relationships. And most importantly, trying to be a good dad to my kids. All while somehow managing to keep my sanity in check while doing it.

So that left very little time these past few years to do what I truly love doing. And if you know me and you know my modus operandi, you know that’s simply calling it like I see it when it comes to, you guessed it:

Masculinity. Manliness. Manhood.

Yeah, that’s right, Musings From The Man Cave fan girls and fan boys.

The aforementioned holy trifecta. The holy Trinity. The 3 MMMs.

The good news? I am back at it. And I’m fired up.

That, ladies and gentlemen, is why I am about to blow shit up like never before.

Sure, I may have been deathly silent. But I haven’t been blind. I haven’t been unmoved by everything that has transpired in this country and the world since my last blog post. Not by a long shot.

So, I am more than well aware of the world of shit we are in right about now. And believe me when I say I have been taking notes and marinating on it like Bruce Willis’s character “Butch” in Pulp Fiction when he retrieves that samurai sword from the wall and saves Marsellus Wallace from The Gimp.

I say all that to say this:

You had better get your popcorn ready.