I don't know if that halo is a work or a shoot...

Chris Candito (Chris Candido) 1973-2005



Perhaps known as much for being married to a (in her day) spectacular hottie like Tammy "Sunny" Sytch as for being a really good wrestler and funny interview, Chris Candido passed away late last night (early Friday morning) at the age of 33. Chris never became as big a star as he should have, due primarily to his height and being disliked by Shawn Michaels and Kevin Nash. But for those of us who were able to watch him in ECW, we saw a truly gifted performer, one blessed with both in ring and comedic timing. Add to that his obvious love of the wrestling business, and you have a veritable Triple Threat on your hands.

Chris had his leg broken by an errant dropkick last week at NWA TNA's Sunday pay per view. The break, and the subsequent surgery, caused a blood clot in his leg, which killed him yesterday. With so many wrestling deaths in the past several years, they sometimes seem to run together. But Chris Candido will always have a place in my heart. He's one of the reasons I was able to look at ECW and stick around to see past the production values, the lighting, and the wrestlers I'd never heard of. He was very gifted, and I will miss him on my television.

And because she used to be scorching, I leave you with his widow, Tammy Sytch. I only hope that her life doesn't spiral out of control any farther without her husband to anchor her.

Things get a lot deader this June

Not a whole lot of words this time out, but who needs 'em? I've got a "Land of the Dead" trailer, bitches! Peep it here

I guess they did some reshooting last week because it was decided the current cut wasn't gory enough. That's fabulous. Studio executives telling George Romero that he doesn't have enough gore in his new movie. I guess they finally figured out where their bread was buttered.

Regardless, it's a new Romero zombie movie. It's what we've been waiting for. Dig in.

The Return

One day, sometime in the past year, two elements were brought together in the most successful marriage since the day Sam Peanut Butter turned a corner and ran smack into Paul Jelly. Those two elements? B-Movies... and Beer.

On Thursday, April 28th, starting at 7pm, it's all happening... AGAIN.

Starting with the revisitation of a previous B-Movies and Beer endeavor... "Zombi 2!"



After a break from the zombie madness during which we watch the half hour animated thriller, "Van Helsing: The London Assignment..."



...we'll pick up right where we left off, with "Zombi 3!"



Don't worry about not having seen "Zombi 1", folks. You probably have. It's called "Dawn of the Dead" in this part of the world.

I expect MAD attendance at this thing. Don't disappoint me. I want it to be like that part in "High Fidelity" when Laura reopens the Groucho Club and all of the old folks from Rob's DJing days coming back to party. Of course, my TV room only has so much space. Still, attendance!

-Cody was worried about me. He's so sweet. That's more than I can say for some of you. At least y'all don't rock IZOD shirts, though. So... it's a wash.

Well, until next time, you've been blogged.

Andy Napier, you're FIIIIIIRED

-So, here I am, back in the swing of things, and it only took a month and a half. Health update should be the primary focus, I guess; I'm still passing out, and on a semi regular basis. I've been taking medication again, but it doesn't seem to be doing a lot to stem the tide. Beyond that, I'm tip top. At least I'm not having much trouble reading anymore.

-Second item of business; the title of this post. Yes, I got fired. Well, I'm technically suspended right now, but as my manager told me in the message she left, that's pretty much just a formality. I was accused of theft, I told them I hadn't stolen anything from them (what on earth would I want to steal from that god awful place anyway?) but the damning evidence (a phantom candy bar wrapper that miraculously disappeared from near my work station) spoke for itself, apparently. Fuck Factory Card Outlet. I'd like to never work for a corporation again, but I somehow doubt that I'll be able to avoid it. It's interesting to go from assistant manager to out on your ass in the space of two hours though. Not that I'd reccomend it to anyone. Just interesting.

Alright, back to the irreverent content that has made this blog the shit for lo these many months.

-The new "Family Guy" episode leaked. Jokes about GI Joe PSAs are funny no matter what. Thankfully I don't have long to wait to see this again on broadcast. ANIMATION DOMINATION. Has anyone seen those promos? I can't tell if "Malcolm" is going to be animated next week or if it was just for the promo. Because animated Hal might be too intense for me.

-Saturday is Crush Day and because I watched "Ladyhawke" last night, mine is Michelle Pfieffer.

Beyond that, I got nothin'. Until next time (guaranteed to be sooner than the last time), you've been blogged.

A (Hopefully) Brief Hiatus

I'm sure all of you are just aching for the Blogaversary post at this point, but it's going to have to wait until I get some of this medical shiz cleared up. I've been having heavy recurrences of past problems with regards to passing out, general dizziness, blurred vision, etc., so the time I've been online in the past week has been brief and somewhat difficult. I'm sure I'll be fine, but I just didn't want anyone to wonder what had become of me.

I did see Constantine and Cursed-Gu over the weekend. I loved every single second of Constantine, so fuck haters. I don't care if I ever read any more Hellblazer, I just want Constantine 2. Cursed-Gu was very "eh", but Pacey was in it, and that was cool. Christina Ricci's skeleton was the star, and she's just as good an actress as her flesh, but not nearly as hot. Kind of takes away from the formula. Anyway, if anybody wants to hang out, you know where I'll be. Peace.

-Andy

Let's go ahead and git-r-done

May 13th is Ring of Honor's return date to Dayton, so let's go ahead and get tickets ordered pronto. Can anyone think off the top of their head of any conflicts with this date?

Apparently the show last night weas pretty rockin, and again I apologize for all the confusion. But let's (those who want to go at least) make sure it doesn't happen again. The quick turnaround for another show is pretty nice, too. Tickets go on sale Monday.

Icy cold grip of death

I pulled pall bearer duty for the first time in my life at my great Uncle Frank's funeral on Wednesday, and as advertised, I was not a rassler.

This was really just an excuse to throw up a Paul Bearer picture, and I'm sure you all appreciated it.

In other news, Jason admitted to liking Farscape, after months of weak smack talk without ever having seen it. Three episodes in, and this is first season, mind you, the weakest season by far, and he's digging it. The Farscape is truly too powerful for any one man to resist.


Way too hot

Travelin' Man

Old people drop like flies. My uncle Gale passed away a few weeks ago and his funeral was over the weekend. It was a big military to do out at Arlington National Cemetery with a fly over and the 18 gun salute and what not, so he was sent off in the way he'd have wanted. My Uncle Frank just died on Friday afternoon though, thankfully of old age. Anyway, I'll be in Huntington for Tuesday until Wednesday afternoon, so if anyone calls and can't get ahold of me, you know why. I feel like I should post SOMETHING though...

Aside from Road to Eltingville, I think that Robot Chicken might be the funniest thing I've ever seen on Adult Swim. I don't know if it'll hold up over the long haul (Eltingville might not have), but at 11 minutes a week, it might be just perfect.

Anyway, talk to y'all when I return.

Superman: What a Dick

Superman is a real dick

Ring of Failure

For once, my fighting spirit has fled me and I know not why. Maybe because I waited too long to order tickets. Nothing left for Dayton but General Admission, so I think the Ring of Honor field trip is off. Maybe next time, probably mid-summer. I'm sorry everyone. I blew it this time.