RAW is Trish

Lucas, Amanda and Franz need to visit Trish's yoga studio while they're in town. The RAW main event angle/match was so much fun, but it just reminded me, much like I'm sure it will when I sit down to watch the new Edge: A Decade of Decadence DVD tomorrow, of how good the WWE product used to be. Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio?


Sigh

Cheer!

With many of my friends heading out of town for the holiday, I just wanted to get this up here early, and wish every one of you a Merry Christmas, or whatever it is you're planning on celebrating.

2008 Concedes to 2007

I was just glancing at my blogging history and it looks like I'm going to fall a little short of the 173 entries of one year past. That's okay. Topping 150 has been quite an effort these past eleven and a half months, and I'm just glad I've been able to stay connected to everyone via this portal.

Now, if only Dave could get up and running.

Fair Warning

I'm getting the Royal Rumble.

Wrestling Night: The Preview

Money.

I had literally no idea what to screen for Wrestling Night this month until I was just randomly listening to a Bryan and Vinny Show from last year where Bryan Alvarez was ranting and raving about how impossible it would be to create another Miss Elizabeth in today's wrestling business, and he began reminiscing about this show in particular. That sealed the deal. Ah, memories. Seven o' clock, you know the drill.

Grounded For Life

I've decided to put myself in time out until Turkey Day, as during a walk this afternoon I passed out and smacked my head on the pretty cobblestone in Iuka Park. I'd really like to avoid a compound concussion, so I'm going to lay low from here until Saturday. So, if you have any interest in hanging out with me before then, it'll have to be at my house. I'M ON LOCK DOWN.

Don't Worry 'Bout Consumption, Even If They Call It T.B.

I was just awakened by the oddest nightmare. I was sitting in my TV room talking to someone (I've already forgotten whom), when Scorpius of Farscape infamy began harassing and terrorizing me, including at one point picking up former professional wrestler and current missing person Perry Saturn and swinging him at me like a bat.


HOME RUN!

Unfortunately, my subconscious must not have paid the proper licensing fees to the Henson people, as my version of Scorpius was kind of generic, like the Gobots of the Uncharted Territories or something.

Also, I came home after the Browns game this afternoon and almost immediately went to sleep, so now I'm up and full of energy. Does anybody want to watch the SLAMMYS edition of RAW with me tonight? 8-11, and best of all, FREE! Takers? Kanes? HAHAHAHAHA! No, seriously. Let me know. Holla at ya boy.

The Case Is Closed, I Don't Negotiate With Love

It's too bad TB is so much less rampant these days, because it used to inspire awesome music.

So, MLB Power Pros 2008. I'm not even sure how to describe it. I guess if I had to boil it down to a few words, those would be "wacky life simulator that happens to be rooted in the world of professional baseball." It has three different career modes, one where you take on the role of a real major leaguer and play out the remainder of his years in the league. Pretty fun, but I've only messed around with about half a season of it. The second is where you create your own rookie and build him up to a hopeful hall of fame career. And then, the final, and most frustrating option... SUCCESS MODE. It's driving me insane because I always get fired before making it out of AA ball, but the storyline is so wacky and awesome that it continually brings me back for another kick at the can. Some day I WILL defeat the evil Jonathan and win the love of Lucy!

Also, it looks like this.


"Oh, you know I am."

I Got Pretty Tired

I'm pulling myself from my sick bed to write this, so it will be brief. I just felt that, in light of the events of the past couple days, I needed to make some kind of comment.

I have found the Lord once more.

And His name... MLB Power Pros 2008. More tomorrow, assuming I can pry myself away/keep down food.

Looking back, this is pretty random and useless

I hope you all had a nice Thanksgiving week full of food and more food. Sorry I've been away so long, but my home was invaded by three of my sister's offspring for a few days, which kept me fairly busy. I think I've got the flu. It's wicked stupid. And it's probably my youngest nephew's fault. He wouldn't take "no" for an answer when I was trying to sleep Saturday morning, so I gave him about thirty power bombs. Now, here I am, aching and all out of high spots.

I watched Jerry Maguire late last night. It was the first time I'd seen it in probably over ten years. Assuming that movie came out more than ten years ago. Hang tight.

Yeah, it did. So, I watched Jerry Maguire, and I remembered maybe fifteen percent of what goes on in it. You know what? That movie is awesome, and maybe it's the flu talking, but Tom Cruise is great. I wish he wasn't insane.

Okay, I'm going to go lay down and wrap myself up with blankets and such.

SHOW ME THE MONEY LOLZ