Follow me into a solo

I'm in the midst of making a mix CD for Keith, and I'm having trouble filling the space. It's called"Rapster's Rapping Renaissance" though. I'm sure it'll start flowing if I just give it some more thought. There's always room for Shaq.

A Word With Cody McLaughlin

Cody: Hey, you know what? NEVERMIND.

Andy: Oh well, whatever, nevermind.

Cody: Hm?

Andy: Nirvana lyric.

Cody: You wish

Andy: That's weird. I'm listening to "I Wish"

Cody: Isn't that an R.Kelly song?

Andy: Skeelo

Cody: I believe it's pronounced Ceelo

Andy: You mean spelled. And that's a different guy.

Cody: IT WAS JOKE. CALM DOWN.

This has been A Word With Cody McLaughlin

Time for Funky D to chime in with a "sooner" comment.





See? Totally different guy.

Hey! It's finals week, y'all! I made it! Woot! and stuff.

Or maybe it should be WOOT~!

TILDE BANG!!!!!!!

Dat's Church

I'm at the library and can't use Google Image Search, so there is no picture of said church. For the purposes of this blog, "church" will mean "good." Of course, I probably won't use the word any more. But I will indeed insert a picture of a church when I get home. And you'll know because I'll write "EDIT: HERE IS A CHURCH"

Anyhow, lesse... RAW sucks, Impact sucks, Smackdown is halfway decent 70% of the time, and... yeah... thank Pro Wrestling NOAH for my continued wrestling fandom, because it's the only product that I can enjoy consistently. YAY KENTA. That's right.

I watched the Oscars. I somehow heard the joke "If these Oscars were any gayer they'd be the Tonys" three times in one night. Fuck you, Jimmy Kimmel. I'm singling him out because I don't remember who else used it. Other than that, I watched for Jon Stewart, as I'm sure a lot of people who don't usually watch the Oscars did. Fuck Crash. I saw fifteen movies better than that preachy, nise Robert Altman thing.
Okay, I liked Crash, but Walk the Line is RIGHT THERE and it doesn't even get a nomination? Fuck you, Academy.

Now I'm pissed off. Thanks a lot, Cody. "You should update the blog." God damn it. That is NOT church, Cody.


EDIT: HERE IS A CHURCH

pottery and you

It was brought to my attention that Funky D loves something. And it rhymes with cock. Ohio St. was walking down the street one day and someone said fags are people too, and OSU said yes, except OSU fags like us, we are big stupid illiterate dummies, not like Sid, but like Craig Krenzel. One time Booker T was good at wrestling, it was when he was G.I. Bro. Ya Heard. Jonathan outlawed Eddie Guerrero and that is why he is dead. Thank you Jonathan, you have proven your genius once again. Jammin' James scored 631 points in the lopsided 632-0 victory over Ohio St. last Thursday. He had 315 dunks and one free throw. It was a long day in '68. In 1991 Nappy smuggled drugs over the US/Mexico border by having Escobar the dog swallow 919 ounces of cocaine. Escobar died 9 years later due to cocaine poisoning. Cocaine is a hell of a drug. Nappy was sent to do 30 years of community service in the form of being the assistant to Farnsworth Bentley. He carries Farnsworth's umbrella, and calls him massa. These kids are out of control. What the hell is the matter with you people. Lions and Tigers and Squares yea God.

Y'all Musta Forgot!

And then I whooped AllFranz's ass. And then I whooped the poobis palace's ass, and then I whooped Mittens For Davekwon's ass, and then I whooped Blogged Out Since Cub Scouts' ass. Y'all musta forgot!!!!!!!

Holla holla holla, look who's back, bitches. Recharged, refreshed, and ready to talk about all manner of stupid shit in the '06. Me and my boy Codeman gonna kick it out for ya proper. Nap Daddy is the sickest cat they is, and Codeman is wacktose intolerant, ya heard? Y'all musta forgot!!!!!!!!!

I'm back to school like Rod Dangerfield, and assuming a new identity; well read, sophisticated Glen, always ready with a smile or joke, but with deep blue eyes hinting at an ocean of sadness behind them. He just needs somebody to love, folks. And yes, people are calling me "Glen." If any of them end up in the inner circle, they can be re-educated.

Cody~! (God bless Bryan Alvarez and the tilde bang) is rollin' down the streets of Norman, OK with his Sprees spinnin', hoppin' from one exam to the next like he's Yokozuna dunkin' a basketball. Yeah! Good luck gettin' some nostalgic ass tonight, top dog!

I feel good. I feel in the swing of things. Maybe I'll write about my burgeoning (HA!) love life later. Peace, hos!

The Edification Blues

Writing papers two and a half hours before they're due... that's how I get DOWN!

#Got no preparation, UH!

No organization skills...

Got a master's degree in bullshitting, YEAH!

And I got some caffeine pills...

I got the blues... uh huh. Those lowdown, yellow bus scholastic bluuuuuuuuuues.
CHA!#


Me, if I were Junior Wells

Former WCW personality hospitalized after heart attack

Dave@wrestlingobserver.com

"WATE TV in Pittsburgh reported tonight that Mark Madden, 45, suffered a heart attack and is in stable condition. No other details are available at the moment."


"More... fudgsicles!"

The best looking big man on TV no longer. Get well soon, Marky Mark. Andrew is weeping profusely somewhere.

Girls I Do Adore

I had a minor revelation this weekend as I reflected on the first three weeks of classes. I remembered what it was that I missed the most about being in school; WIMINZ. Seriously, there are so many hot girls on campus, and being in class with many of them gives me perfectly lovely excuses to make smalltalk. It had been over a year since I last met a woman. Think about that. I've gotten four phone numbers this week alone. I will do my best to just crush a lot, though. Now that's what a I call a "Big" pun~!

All systems go for Ring of Honor Saturday. Anybody have an SUV or van that they wouldn't mind lending out for the day? Oh, in a sad bit of news, Samoa Joe is suffering from a staph infection because of dirty, bloody indy rings. Maybe there's something to what Andrew is always complaining about in regards to the TNA mats. Anyhow, Joe's going to be missing the entire Ohio swing this weekend, so that sucks. Luckily, RoH called in Low-Ki to pinch hit, so good save on their part. Lance Storm is unretiring to wrestle Bryan Danielson on 4/1 in Chicago? Who can say "sixteen hour round trip?!"

Who am I, Anne Frank?

So... I've already fucked up school in a minor way. It took me three weeks this time for things to start falling apart though, so there's some progress. It's actually not too bad. I'm supposed to be keeping a journal and writing one page entires five days a week about things that happen in class, responses to readings, etc. To say I have not done this fifteen times would be kind. The journals were collected today, and I tallied up THREE whole entires. That's right, kids. I'll do better next time. The good part is, each journal collection is a whopping 2% of my grade, so as long as I get it in gear, I'll be okay.

I have to cut a page and a half of my personal narrative by Monday. I hate editing.

Cody will cry wine cooler tinged tears into his baby blue kerchief if I don't give him some sort of mention. He and I are keeping tracks of RAW and Smackdown records this year because we're nerds. Shelton Benjamin is 3-1! Goooooo Mama Benjamin~!

Cody went on a magical mystery tour DATE PARTY~! with the rest of his frat (and some girls, in theory), and they ended up in NASHVILLE. That's right. Why? Who the fuck knows. These people have entirely too much time on their hands. You can't move out of that house soon enough for my tastes, Code Man.

(Pause for an "Uncle Frank" joke)

Moving right along to pressing matters... I need a signature drink. Something called the NapDaddy. I'll be thinking about this one. Praying on it.

Wilson Pickett had a heart attack and died. As soon as I heard that news, I put on a CD and listened to "In the Midnight Hour" about ten times. Very, very sad.

Did anyone read about the Applebee's in Manhattan serving a Long Island Iced Tea to a 5 year old? That's so rad.

Alright, I've gotta run. It's been real.

Andy Napier: Notably Not Dead

'Sup peeps? Just wanted to fly in and give everyone a little update on me: I'm busy. Quite busy. School has been a blessing these past few weeks. I feel completely reinvigorated and am happier than I can remember being in the past few years.

I'm also up to my neck in work, but it's a small sacrifice to have my life on some sort of track.

Lee, I haven't forgotten about you. It's just been crazy. I'll give you a ring this weekend to try and set something up.

Franz, RoH is on the 28th. I tried to send you an E-mail reply but the message just hung around in my outbox forever for whatever reason.

Keith, enjoy the Figure Four Newsletter and tell me what you thought of it.

Kehn, come over sometime soon and see me.

ALL PEOPLES: I want to do a movie night in the next couple weeks for sure, a double header of some sorts. I know one of the movies, but it is a MYSTERY SURPRISE~! So start getting your excuses in order.

Baby, I'm back!

Happy Birthday To Me

Kind of a weird birthday. Woke up, went to class, got home, went to get a haircut, watched the OSU game with my dad, went to Ravari to hang out with Andrew for a little while. And now I'm home. Didn't feel like a birthday, really. Maybe I'm too old to enjoy them now.

Gonna be gone for the funeral this weekend, so I'll probably update Sunday or Monday night.