i have been watching pro wrestling for roughly 46 of my 48 years on this planet. i can be very cynical with the product at times, but when something blows my mind, it charges all of my senses. last night was one of those nights. i was absolutely devastated when Bray Wyatt died. his brother talked about doing something that would be a tribute to his legacy. if the debut last night of the Wyatt Sicks was the start of that, they are off to a magnificent beginning. i had tears in my eyes seeing the characters come to life and what this could become as a real life horror movie right before our eyes. this was easily the best Monday Night Raw in quite some time. and i absolutely can't wait to see what comes next.
a delightful trip into the dark mind of an evil genius or simply the musings of an asshole
Tuesday, June 18, 2024
when pro wrestling is done right...
Friday, April 1, 2022
welcome to National Poetry Month...
so, today has been a little crazy. mom got sick and had to cancel her physical therapy appointment. i have no clue if she has a cold coming on or if stress is getting her sick again. that is one thing that she has never learned how to handle. fun fun fun.
welcome to National Poetry Month. my plan is to do three poetry videos everyday. plus, i am hoping to get a few of my poems up on SoundCloud and share those as well. so here are your videos for this day of National Poetry Month:
Wednesday, November 18, 2020
tonight is the night...
the NBA Draft is tonight. i feel like i have waited for fucking FOREVER to see a player from Dayton get drafted in the top 5. it is certainly possible that Obi Toppin will be drafted in the top 5 tonight. of course, nothing is certain, given the pandemic, etc. etc. all i hope is he goes to a place where he can contribute immediately and be a big time star in the league. that will be free publicity for Dayton for years to come. hell, i know damn well that 3 of the recruits UD signed this year were mostly because of what Obi did while at Dayton.