Dearest Minions ......

Most happy greetings!  On this auspicious occasion of my newsletter, let me first say that I am delighted to be with you and share my many happy thoughts.  Humbly, I must beg forgiveness for the tardiness of this newsletter; while further explaining that it was beyond my control.  The truth is I was under duress these last few weeks following a minor altercation with outlaw bikers.   (Those wishing to know more about this horrific ordeal should consult Lance Worthy's web site and read his essay entitled, "How The Mooj and I Got Our Asses Kicked during Bike Week in Sturgis, ND.)  The Mooj may be slightly banged up but I am, none-the-less, enlightened about the dangers of excessive drinking in the presence of motorcycle gangs.    

I am sorry that those seeking a meaningful newsletter will have this one to read since I am hastily assembling it in order to appease those out there that cannot live without my wisdom for elongated periods of time.  I had hoped to publish something a bit more insightful but doing that would obviously delay this already 2-month overdue newsletter and I was sure that most of you wouldn't care anyway. 

Blessings and Such,
The Mooj

 

As we always do, let's begin the newsletter with a peek at ....

The Mooj Mail Bag

Before I do that, though, perhaps I should say that rather than wasting time addressing all email I will only select random samplings.  But rest assured minions, The Mooj reads all email!  The Mooj just doesn't have space in his newsletter to address every letter.  (Especially stuff that was written by idiots and/or hooligans.)

Guruji,

I can tell that your 8-month-long pilgrimage in search of true inner peace and wisdom really helped you.  Last month's newsletter was your best ever and it was so refreshing (in a holistic new age sort of way) to see that your advice was coherent, logical and some-what reasonable; and you actually came across as humble and pious too.  My thoughts and prayers are with you most worthy swamiji.  Ohm Jelly Jay!

Mack McBee (Minion 1021)

Thank Minion 1021!  The Mooj cannot put into words how delighted he was to receive your letter.  Minions like you make it worth being a guru! 

 

Last night I had this dream that I was sitting inside a giant lotus blossom eating a ball of laddoo.  The sky above me was awash with swirls and bubbles.  What does it all mean?

Minion 1146

My dear minion, your dream tells me that you are suffering from a guilty conscience.  Have you done something wrong lately, my son?  The Mooj suspects that you are in serious legal jeopardy and soon will be carted off to jail in handcuffs.  Oh, you naughty boy!!

Mooj,

I don't know if you remember me but last March we shared a crack pipe together in a garbage dumpster outside the Glendale, Arizona homeless shelter.  I still remember how comforting you were after I got crushed by that garbage truck when the dumpster we were living in got emptied before I could escape.  You gave me a Mooj Minion T-shirt to rest my weary head upon and held my hand while I lay dying.  Your kind words soothed me and made me want to live.  I wanted to write and thank you now that I can (my hands are healed).  Believe it or not I took your advice and have turned my life around.  If you can believe it I am finally clean and sober and gainfully employed; and I owe it all to you Swami!  Thank You SO MUCH Mooj!

"K-Mart Ken"

The kindness you speak of sounds Mooj-like but the reference to crack smoking and cohabitation in a dumpster doesn't sound Mooj-like at all.  Are you sure it was me that was with you that day?  To be honest I don't recall being anywhere near Arizona last March.  I'm glad you got your life back in order but please don't write to me again.

 

Mooj,

Thank you for all that you do for us.  We are totally overwhelmed with your kindness and compassion and the wisdom that you bestow upon us lowly beings.  Since you have returned from your sojourn of inner-discovery we can tell that you are even more holistic than before.  Keep on truckin' lard ass!

The Bagley Sisters,
St. Mary's, PA

The Mooj wonders why these Bagley Sisters keep bothering him with letters that make no sense.  Actually, aren't The Bagley Sisters banned from this newsletter?  I'll have to check my minion logs.

 

I work at Costco. I work there about 12 hrs a week to supplement my social security. I am 75 years old.  Have you ever been to Costco? When I’m working there I give out samples of food. People are such pigs! Don’t think I don’t notice you fat slobs getting in line over and over again to get samples. I love to go as slow as possible when I’m putting out my food trays. Sometimes people get so irate that it makes me go even slower. Nothing cracks me up more than when some stupid idiot puts something scaldingly hot in their mouth because they're too impatient to wait.  I say, "Be careful, it’s hot," while they run away screaming and waving their hands in front of their mouths. Ha ha ha!

"Grandma Morris"
White Marsh, MD

The Mooj thanks you for your letter "Grandma Morris," (whoever you are) but I must admit that I am somewhat confused as to why you sent me this.  Are you asking for advice or something? 

When will my marriage end and I can get on with my life?

D. Samuels, age 43
Covington, Ga

My fragrant and auspicious child! Oh how it pains me to read your letter!  Can love be so fleeting in your heart that it is now measured with time, not joy and laughter?  I regret that you find yourself in such an unhappy way.  The Mooj will meditate, fast, and abstain from all sources of pleasure (including sex) for a whole hour in hope that it will extinguish your bitter anguish and replace it with happier moments.     

Dear Mujaputtia,

We recently informed you that you and your poetic accomplishments will be honored at the upcoming 2002 International Society of Poets Summer Convention and Symposium in Washington, DC - even though you will be unable to attend. Please note, however, that there remains just ten days for you to inform us that you will allow us to present one of your poems at the convention in your place, and that you have elected to receive all of the awards that we have scheduled for you. Your awards include your custom engraved International Poet of Merit Silver Award Bowl, your bronze Commemorative Award Medallion, and your Full One Year Membership into the International Society of Poets for 2002-2003.

Professional poetry reader Alan Rose will read your poem at this largest and most prestigious gathering of poets in history. Mr. Rose’s dramatic baritone voice and imaginative style will give your poetry a dynamic flair, as well as the worldwide exposure and recognition that it deserves. Your poem will also be featured in printed form, proudly displayed in a special room at the convention that will be accessible to over 1,900 attending poets and guests from over 50 countries.

And let me tell you a little about the actual awards that you will receive by mail immediately after you confirm your participation in this prestigious event by submitting your poem:

-- Your International Poet of Merit Silver Award Bowl (a $175.00 value) is a magnificent work of art in itself that measures over 10 inches across and over 10 inches high. It is handcrafted in silver and has your name custom-engraved on a beautiful cherry wood base. It is certain to enjoy a special place of pride in your home and will serve as a fitting symbol of your unique poetic artistry.

-- Your bronze Commemorative Award Medallion (a $40.00 value) is a deeply etched bronze medal brilliantly displayed on a 25 inch red, white and blue satin ribbon.

-- And your Full One Year Membership into the International Society of Poets for 2002-2003 (a $60.00 value) entitles you to a personalized membership card, an ISP patch and decal, entry into special contests during the year, and a subscription to The Poet's Corner quarterly magazine.

Mujaputtia, all that’s required for us to immediately send you all of these Awards is for you to submit a poem to be formally presented at the convention. Additionally, we must also ask you for the necessary funds ($169.00) to cover the costs of the time and effort required to present your poem before the convention attendees both aloud and in writing, as well as the costs incurred in insuring and shipping to you these extremely bulky and heavy awards.

Mujaputtia, we are, of course, ultimately most interested in meeting you and having you personally present your artistry in front of the thousands of other poets who attend these live events. Unfortunately, this is not to be the case at this time, so we’re trying to do the next best thing. But we sincerely hope to personally present you with your most deserved awards in the future.

Sincerely,

Steve Michaels
Convention Awards Chairperson

P.S. Your International Poet of Merit Award and bronze Commemorative Award Medallion will be shipped to you by Federal Express, and will be accompanied by an iron-clad promise that you will be thrilled with your awards. If for any reason you’re not completely delighted, simply return them any time within 60 days of receipt for a full refund, no questions asked.

P.P.S. You'll also receive a $100.00 gift certificate off the registration of a future ISP convention so that we can formally recognize your poetic accomplishments in person at a date that's convenient to you.

The Mooj has no idea what this letter is about.  Are other deserving poets out there also being bombarded with this nonsense?  

Mooj,

Yep, but only a SEAWOLF sailor rode that Dolphin naked. Did you know that?

B. Laderach

And ...., The Mooj has no idea what this letter is about, either.....

Dear editor-in-chief,

I have become hopelessly obsessed with a recent photograph I saw in your newsletter. I lie awake night after sleepless night with the image of the beautiful naked man on the forklift. Can you tell me more about him? What is his sign? What are his passions? His dreams? Where did he get those cool socks?

Denis T.
A die-hard fan

All The Mooj knows is that guy doesn't wear appropriate personnel protective equipment (PPE) while operating heavy machinery.  Unless, of course, those are steel-toed shoes he's wearing.   

Acclaim on your latest newsletter Herr Mooj! 

My wife and I so enjoyed the photo of Minion 1332 (the nudist forklift driver from Düsseldorf, Germany) in your July 10, 2002 newsletter. Can you tell us more about this jolly fellow? We’d like most to know what’s hidden under his censored graphic, Ja! Is it placed to scale? Do others have to use his forklift after he’s done driving it? Are other workers at the Haaf Stadt brewery nudists too? Lots of people in Germany are nudists you know. My wife Eva and I have been nudists for over 30 years. Enclosed please find photos of us at the nudist Rodeo in Hamburg. That’s Eva on the bull and I’m the man sitting on the barrel with the clown makeup on. Also attached are some photos of our children at the Nudist Olympics. Those are our twin daughters Helga and Berta short-track speed skating and those are our sons Beck and Gunther on the 2-man bobsled. Anyway, we’re just regular folk like you and hope to hear back from you. You are a big sensation here in Germany!

Der Württembergs,
Baden-Baden, Germany

The Mooj thanks you for your letter but regrets that the rodeo photos cannot be posted in this newsletter since they may be deemed offensive by those finding the sport of rodeo cruel and inhumane to animals.  I would have included the Olympic photos but can't find them.  (The interns were passing them around and laughing earlier and now no one seems to know where they are.)  To be honest I always thought the Nude Olympics were a summer thing.  It never dawned on me that there were winter Nude Olympics, too.

Mooj,

I am working as accountant and don't know which way to go to increase my income. Should I do some course in Accounts or should I look for some business?

M. K. Menghanni, age 35
Kuwait

My dear and inquisitive Arab friend, it is true that we shall forever encounter vistas and pitfalls along the pathways of life.  However, a journey can never be completed if a chosen path of travel is not selected. I recall many years ago while meditating beneath a neem tree near my boyhood home that I came to the realization that life cannot be lived in a vacuum; it had to be lived where air is plentiful and ionized.  So too must you find your neem tree to squat under and plan your life accordingly.  In the mean time The Mooj feels you should further your education if possible.  Hell, you're a Kuwaiti aren't you?  Don't all you guys get a free college education anyway?     


Mooj,

I want to know if Aaron Jacobs is interested in me and if we will go out.

S. K. Hatton, age 36
Brampton, Ontario

Dear sweet and pungent child, I know how it is to be young and foolish.  But now it is time to look forward and consider your dharma.  At this point it is more important that you consider not whether Aaron Jacobs will ask you out; but if he is capable of supporting you and your daughter both emotionally and financially.  If he can (and only you know the truth) then it is possible that he has an interest in you.  If he can't then it is better that you begin your search anew.

Bro Mooj ...,

Hey dewd ... when you slidin' back over to the PI for a jam??? You gotsta know that Filipino musicians be the best in the whole wide world, man and there's plenty of cats here who dig your chops. Last time Little Charlie and the Nightcats was in town for a gig ... Steamer, one of my mentors and their Tagalog interpreter, blue's harp tuner and Far East tour guide, introduced me to the band and they turned us on to some of yo' stuff man ... some bootleg tape of you doing your thing ... and it blew us out, dog. You was righteously ridin' riffs right on up to the very tip top of a wonderfully satisfactory free idea that had us staggerin' about and jus' shoutin' "YES, YES, YEESSSS !!! Holy Krishna, Buddha, Yahweh, Jesus, Allah & Ozzie ... you invoked some wild, undomesticated sensations my man !!! You got an open invite to sit in with us any time, anywhere my brother. You can find us most nights at the Tip Top or out at the East End trying to get this Greater East Olongapo Bluez Revival thing underway. We can use your help in gittin' the joint jumpin'. Let's kick it. Just ask for "The Mojo's" or for me ... "Blind Balut" Magsaysay ... the artist formerly known as "Hey Joe."

Peace,

H.J.
Olongapo City, PI

Hmmm, it's that "Hey Joe" guy again.  The Mooj never quite knows what this guy is trying to get at.  The Mooj suspects that this poor fellow may have lived one too many years in the lingering fumes of the Doo-doo river.

This is negative feedback on your July 10 newsletter. I did not care much for the stupid story by Minion 894.  He has some nerve to think that anyone cares about his stupid teenage lust adventure. Some of us weren’t so lucky as to get jobs at the mall, you know. To this day I still recall the pain and suffering I had during my impressionable teenage years when I was routinely rejected over and over again by my mall’s food court. They all thought they were so high and mighty!  Bastards all!  Every summer I put in my application and never got as much as a howdy doo.  My psychiatrist says that she thinks this repeated rejection is partially to blame for all my mental problems.

Inmate 34-87565,
Clinic for the Criminally Insane,
New Rochelle, NY

The Mooj shall chant and meditate for you my humble insane friend.  Hopefully, soon, your pain and suffering will abide (but I doubt it).

Mooj Man,

Help!  I accidentally inhaled pot smoke at a rave last night and am worried about how long it will stay in my system.  I have an interview next week with Waffle House and I think they might make me take a drug test. I inhaled quite a lot of the smoke and probably took some ecstasy too.  Is my goose cooked?

"Red Man," age 56
Lincoln, Alabama

Yes.  Sadly, you're pretty much destined for a life of failure unless you get your act together.  If you are really 56 year's old then I suggest you begin now.

 

Well, that's about all The Mooj can handle this week.  I apologize to those of you who sent in mail that was not addressed.  Perhaps I will get to it later (but don't count on it).

I was going to write one of my enlightening poems but this "gem" just arrived .....

A Genuine Mooj Minion Poem!

This poem was sent in by an anonymous donor, who asked that I keep his (or her) name secret because he (or she) comes from a prominent New England family.  From what I understand this person and his (or her) family perform cycling stunts all up and down the New England Coast.  How nice!


The Cycling Murrays Come to Town!
(by Anon)

Neither rain, nor snow, nor noreaster' blow
Can slow us as we Go, Go, Go

We cycle far and cycle wide
We do all this with Gaelic pride

In parades we spin, wheelie and turn
While gleeful onlooker's stomachs churn

Unicycles, quadracycles, bikes and trikes
We ride along down parade-route pikes

Be it Fourth of July, in the summer heat
Or New Year's Day in the snow and sleet

We're the Cycling Murrays and we're pretty neat
Our brand of entertainment just can't be beat!



Come, Let's Meet Our Newest Minion Brothers and Sisters!


How wonderful it is to see people so willing to better their lives and request official Mooj minion status!!!  Since The Mooj is compassionate and caring he has accepted all minion requests with hope that each new prospect will make a wonderful addition to the ever-burgeoning family of minions.  If you think you have what it takes to become an official Mooj minion then click here.  If you don't and would rather just buy a T-shirt click here.


Meet Minion #1337

Contact_FullName: Reginald K. Rubinstein
Contact_Title: Mexican Food Entrepreneur
Contact_Organization: Rubinstein's Mexican Bistro
Contact_StreetAddress: [Omitted]
Contact_City:  El Paso
Contact_State:  TX
Contact_ZipCode: 79936
Contact_Country: USA
Contact_WorkPhone: [Omitted]
Contact_HomePhone:[Omitted]
Contact_FAX:[Omitted]
Contact_Email: [Omitted]
Contact_URL: [Omitted]
Personal_DateOfBirth: 5/17/55
Personal_Sex: Male
Personal_Height: 5-11
Personal_Weight: 105 
Personal_HairColor: Gray
Personal_EyeColor: Gray
Born: San Diego, CA
School: I am college educated
Finances: Doing okay but nothing to brag about

Something Special About Me:

I just completed Raw Family Certified Chef Training at Victoria Boutenko's school of non-cooking in Asland, Oregon.  Both my girlfriend Jya-Le and I eat only living, non-cooked foods. Do you remember Jya-Le?  She was a devotee of yours and traveled with you on your Mooj Freedom Bus from PA to FLA a few years ago.  She had carnal knowledge with you on several occasions and said it was fantastic.  [Mooj Note:  I doubt this is true since I don't recall anyone named Jya-Le, on my Mooj Freedom Bus.  But then again there were a lot of naked girls hanging around and I'm not too good with names.]

Minion Application Essay:

I totally believe in Natural Hygiene.  Did you know that germs and viruses are not the primary cause of disease?  The human body is capable of resisting germs and viruses and can keep itself healthy without antibodies, vaccinations, enematropics or other man-made chemicals. This is because the human body has a sophisticated filtering mechanism that prevents harmful organisms from getting into the bloodstream. It all starts with your nose and tongue, which signal us not to eat bad smelling or spoiled foods. (Unlike chimps and dogs, for example, who will eat anything.)  Your stomach is also a sophisticated reactor, designed to vomit poisons or irritants, or discharge them in a diarrhea effluent.  Lastly, only basic molecules of sugars, amino acids, vitamins and minerals can get into the bloodstream from the small intestine anyway.  So I ask you, minion people, why eat cooked foods when living ones will suffice?


Meet Minion #1338

Contact_FullName: Brian "Big Boy" Buckman
Contact_Title: Graduate Student Researcher
Contact_Organization: Arizona State University
Contact_StreetAddress: [Omitted]
Contact_City: Tempe, AZ
Contact_State: AZ
Contact_ZipCode: 85287
Contact_Country: USA
Contact_WorkPhone: [Omitted]
Contact_HomePhone:[Omitted]
Contact_FAX:[Omitted]
Contact_Email: [Omitted]
Contact_URL: [Omitted]
Personal_DateOfBirth: 9/02/87
Personal_Sex: Male
Personal_Height: 6-2
Personal_Weight: 475 
Personal_HairColor: Brown
Personal_EyeColor: Blue
Born: Portland, OR
School: I am college educated
Finances: Doing okay but nothing to brag about

Something Special About Me:

I was in Shane's World Number 29, Frat Row Scavenger Hunt #3!  God help me if my mom ever finds out!    

Minion Application Essay:

The Mooj experience is about slaying one's material attachments and putting them in a place that can only be reached if The Mooj comes with you.  That's why I am now wire transferring all my wealth to The Mooj Heritage Foundation.  Most people read this web site and skip over the important stuff to read the humor. I used to be like that until one day I was watching MTV and an electric arc came from my TV and struck me in the head.  I lay there unconscious for hours.  (But it was like I was conscious at the same time!)  I could hear children playing and an ice cream truck outside.  I felt so at peace and didn't want to ever be disturbed again.  But then my roommate came home and gave me CPR.  I was sad to be brought back to life and thought that, perhaps, I may never feel so tranquil and numb again.  Then I found you Mooj and my head is numb again.  It's like Nirvana, dude!  


Meet Minion #1339

Contact_FullName: Anonymous
Contact_Title: Director of Marketing
Contact_Organization: [Omitted]
Contact_StreetAddress: [Omitted]
Contact_City: Victoria
Contact_State: British Columbia
Contact_ZipCode: V8W 3C6
Contact_Country: Canada
Contact_WorkPhone: [Omitted]
Contact_HomePhone:[Omitted]
Contact_FAX:[Omitted]
Contact_Email: [Omitted]
Contact_URL: 
Personal_DateOfBirth: 23/12/58
Personal_Sex: Male
Personal_Height: 185 cm
Personal_Weight: 90 Kg 
Personal_HairColor: Blond
Personal_EyeColor: Brown
Born: Manitoba, Canada
School: I have a Master's degree
Finances: Super rich

Something Special About Me:

Sometimes if I'm in the bathroom and there isn't anyone else around I won't wash my hands.   

Minion Application Essay:

Last night I was composing original music when a real catchy tune came into my head.  I would like to share it with you if I can.  The song is in the key of C and uses an A major chord and dominant D7 chord:

Doo doo doooooo wop doo doo dooooooooodoodooo
Doo doo doo wop dooo doodoo dooodooo
Doo doo doodoooo doodooo wop doodoooooo
Doo dooooo doodoooo doo
Dooo doo wop dooo doo

I haven't thought of any lyrics as of yet but as soon as I do I'll send them along.


Meet Minion #1340

Contact_FullName: "Zeke"
Contact_Title: Drifter
Contact_Organization: None
Contact_StreetAddress: None
Contact_City: None
Contact_State: None
Contact_ZipCode: None
Contact_Country: USA
Contact_WorkPhone: None
Contact_HomePhone: None
Contact_FAX: None
Contact_Email: [Omitted]
Contact_URL: 
Personal_DateOfBirth: 1/7/52
Personal_Sex: Male
Personal_Height: 6-3
Personal_Weight: 185 
Personal_HairColor: Brown
Personal_EyeColor: Brown
Born: Lehigh, Texas
School: I went to college but never finished
Finances: S.O.L.

Something Special About Me:

i have a tattoo on my arm that says killer.  i aint never killed nobody but people thinks i did so they leaves me alone.   

Minion Application Essay:

i have no idea who you is or what you stands for.  all I knows is i was standing on a street corner and this guy comes up to me and asks me to get into his car.  he took me to a fancy resteraunt and gave me a big steak dinner.  he then gave me some money for a motel.  all he wanted in return was that i fill out this stupid application and become your minion.  i figures i can do that since the guy was so nice.  


Meet Minion #1341

Contact_FullName: Jenny Martino
Contact_Title: Cashier
Contact_Organization: The Wawa store on Rt 1
Contact_StreetAddress: [Omitted]
Contact_City: Brandywine
Contact_State: PA
Contact_ZipCode: 19384
Contact_Country: USA
Contact_WorkPhone: [Omitted]
Contact_HomePhone:[Omitted]
Contact_FAX:[Omitted]
Contact_Email: [Omitted]
Contact_URL: [Omitted]
Personal_DateOfBirth: 11/18/61
Personal_Sex: Female
Personal_Height: 5-2
Personal_Weight: 145 
Personal_HairColor: Brown
Personal_EyeColor: Brown
Born: South Philly
School: I attended high school but dropped out because of drugs
Finances: Doing okay but nothing to brag about

Something Special About Me:

I'm married.  My husband works for the Herr potato chip company.  Both my husband and I are Virgos and enjoy a good drink now and again.   

Minion Application Essay:

I have no idea why I did this but I did (see photo).  One night I got totally hammered and climbed up onto a freeway sign to hang a banner that said, "I Love You Mooj!"  My husband took this picture the next day.  It's a good thing he took it when he did because it got taken down a few days later.    


Meet Minion #1342

Contact_FullName: "Karen B."
Contact_Title: None
Contact_Organization: None
Contact_StreetAddress: [Omitted]
Contact_City: Plano
Contact_State: Texas
Contact_ZipCode: 75025
Contact_Country: USA
Contact_WorkPhone: [Omitted]
Contact_HomePhone:[Omitted]
Contact_FAX:[Omitted]
Contact_Email: [Omitted]
Contact_URL: 
Personal_DateOfBirth: 6/09/59
Personal_Sex: Female
Personal_Height: 5-4
Personal_Weight: 150 
Personal_HairColor: Black
Personal_EyeColor: Green
Born: Edinburg, TX
School: I am college educated
Finances: Doing okay but nothing to brag about

Something Special About Me:

I still use my ginsu knife.  I think I bought it back in 1980.

Minion Application Essay:

We live daily with violence, hatred and intolerance.  That is why I follow The Mooj.  He teaches us peace and love.  And from what I hear he's got a decent size talley-whacker, too!  


Well, its best we end this thing on a positive note, so here's my ....

Closing Thoughts

Well friends, I promised a short newsletter and that's exactly what I delivered.  Next week I promise to include stories, adventure tales and maybe a few original Mooj poems. 


 


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Please Note: All Sales final and benefit the Mooj Heritage Foundation.  This CD is obviously a bootleg and The Mooj cannot be held accountable for its extremely poor quality.  In fact, because the guy taping it was all the way in the back of the bar you can hardly hear anything except crowd noise.  If you would like to buy one of these CDs, send a "healthy" donation to The Mooj Heritage Foundation and include an empty CD case.