Kevin's Random Thoughts
Fuck you...
Right now my emotional state is a mix of anger, betrayal, and loneliness... and the only thing I can think so blogggg is:
This is the fattiest ham I have ever eaten.
Seriously, fuck off to all those who made fun of my X-Men reviews. Did it occur to any of you at all that while I was doing those I felt less reason to bitch about other things? Maybe thinking people gave a shit about reviews of classic comics rather than my emotional pain made me feel good and not dwell on the negative things? Oh of course not. I'm your nigger. I'm here for your entertainment at any expense.
Hey maybe I'm not kidding when I get mad about people making fun of my bloggggg.
"Put on a brave face". That's really hard. People are not idiots. They can see through falseness. Unless you're a great actor, they will see your pain your trying to hide. Why hide pain? To find it's cure.
No, wait. People are idiots. That's why we have to endure "My big fat obnoxious Donald Trump trapped on an island with spoiled quasi-celebrity/porn stars who want to marry a "millionaire" they win on TV".
I'm the last of my kind. Unmarried, unattached, semi-confident, nice guy, horndog. The rest are gone now. And I miss you. But I wish you all the best of luck. The second to last going really hurt me. Almost like betrayal. But it's for his best. And despite my selfish pain, his hapiness does mean a lot to me.
And yes, I would have a threesome with another guy if the circumstances were right.
And then it hits me...
For so long I've wanted to be Russell Hammond. But I'm William Miller. And I know who my Penny Lane is. Watch someone in a drunken state, sitting on a bathroom floor, vomiting into toilette, holding their hair back. And your view of them doesn't change. It's not about finding someone without faults, it's about loving them despite their faults.
Being rich and famous isn't as important as wealth and celebrity.
Oscar had it right all along...
Main Entry: hap·py
Pronunciation: 'ha-pE
Function: adjective
Inflected Form(s): hap·pi·er; -est
Etymology: Middle English, from hap
1 : favored by luck or fortune :
FORTUNATE
2 : notably fitting, effective, or well adapted :
FELICITOUS
3 a : enjoying or characterized by well-being and contentment : JOYOUS b : expressing or suggestive of
happiness :
PLEASANT c :
GLAD,
PLEASED d : having or marked by an atmosphere of good fellowship :
FRIENDLY
4 a : characterized by a dazed irresponsible state
b : impulsively or obsessively quick to use or do something c : enthusiastic about something to the point of obsession : OBSESSED synonym see LUCKY, FIT
credit: Merriam-Webster Online
Well that's the definition from the leading authority. So I can't try and make my own definition. But I can say I think that one isn't totally right. 4c works, but it can conflict with 3a and 3d. You've heard of people happy being miserable? Well why not? If happiness is being enthusiactic about something to the point of obsession, why can't it be being miserable and crabby? If people want me to be happy, then let me be miserable. It doesn't totally match up with the definition put forth by Ms. Merriam Webster, but it's what doesn't made me sad. Miserable <> sad.
So why be nice to people? They suck. I honestly believe most people are less intelligent than I am. Their values are too different (and downright hypocritical). They're close minded. They blame obesity on bread. They watch reality TV shows. They look down on dipping french fries in ice cream. They can't accept the best wrestling in the world happened 10 years ago in a different counrty. They tell you to look up words you can't spell in a dictionairy, which is pointless if you can't spell it. They speak French!
Fuck the world!
Especially Fat Tubb!
BITCHY BLOGGG...
First off - Fuck you, Chris Tubb. I keep trying to close Pandora's box, and you whine until it's reopened.
Second - Would the rest of the world please stop taking what I say personally? Sometimes business is just business. You have to prove yourself. Don't expect me to just blindly support something when it comes to my life's passion. I think I know what's right. Maybe I'm wrong, but you have to prove it before I will believe it.
Third - The new ref is a complete idiot.
Hey chief let's chat why not. Women? Fuck off.
So the woman I love (yeah, love. Fuck off) had a birthday. I asked her what she wanted her. Her joke response was a non-fat latte. So on her birthday, I stopped by her work and gave her one. She mentioned her boyfriend didn't get her any flowers for her birthday. So the night she goes out to celebrate, I show up at her door with a single red rose. Her boyfriend was upset by this. SHE FUCKING WANTED FLOWERS, YOU ASS. IF YOU WERE ANY KIND OF BOYFRIEND YOU WOULD HAVE BOUGHT HER A FUCKING DOZEN. DON'T GET PISSED WHEN ANOTHER MAN WHO LOVES HER DOES THE JOB YOU SHOULD HAVE DONE. IF YOU HAD DONE IT YOURSELF, YOU WOULDN'T HAVE HAD TO WORRY ABOUT IT. She also mentioned she needed a new cell phone. So I bought her one. Yep. An unemployed (at the time) guy buys someone a brand new cell phone. They ain't cheap. The boyfriend doesn't mind this, but all her friends tell her not to accept it. It's a present. What does it matter how much it costs? If I felt my accpetable budget was $2, I wouldn't have bought a $3 present. Well I felt $2xx dollars was within my budget. So I bought it. And then questioning my motives as to why I would spend so much money... saying I was trying to prove I would be a better boyfriend than the current one. That offends me. I was just trying to be nice. Tubb and Babs once bought Hippie a birthday present and paid what I would consider a lot, probably too much, for a present on a guy friend. I didn't once think they were trying to prove they're better friends than me. They chose to spend the money and make someone Happy. All the power to them. Questioning presents is pretty offensive.
But we talked it out and all is well. She did once raise the point she's worried I'm not leaving myself open to other women (at least she cares about me). I said that's foolish since I'll fuck anything. Well tonight, I turned down BegsMeForSex and I barely made an effort to talk to Moore's Chick, who may or may not think I'm cute. But that doesn't mean I live only for the one girl. Hey, there's Aimee Gallie, who is the most beautiful woman I have ever met. And there was a girl I met in grade 12 who always has a special spot in my heart, someone I could have always seen myself with. Except... I ran into her tonight... and she's pregnant. So all I have left is to track Aimee down and hook up with her. Hey, I won't complain.
I talked to Robin Black tonight. He's a good fella. He's coming to the show tomorrow, so I bought his t-shirt to KISS his ass by wearing it when I wrestle. How often does a fairly big Canadian rock star come to a PWR show? What's a PWR? It sure isn't a hypocrite going to train with an established name and learn "1982 style" since training means nothing.
YOU have to wrestle tomorrow. Fuck off.
Revenge of the Bloggg...
The moment I quit bitching, everyone else starts. Fuck off. Here's something I posted over at
www.otherarena.com
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Some time ago, I asked for recommendations on great 70s matches. It's a decade of matches readily available thanks to AJPW and NJPW Classics, but one I have very little experience watching. So based on Frank's recommendations list, jdw's Top 20 AJ Matches of the 70s & 80s, and a few other matches I've seen mentioned, I ordered a slew of matches. 15 Matches over 3 T160 SP tapes. Here's what I came away with.
Tape 110/09/73 - The Destroyer vs Mil Mascaras
07/29/74 - The Destroyer vs Mil Mascaras
My first impression is that the Mil who popped up in here and there in the States in 90s is a much different creature than the Mil here. This is also my first tates of The Destroyer (except for his "legend" appearances in the 90s). The second match is the better of the two, with the mat wrestling a lot more focused, and less micommunication between the two, although their comedy spots didn't come off as well with a Japanese ref who didn't seem to "get" it. The finishes were both kind of lame (Mil avoiding doing a clean job, I suppose), but overall both were enjoyable. If I didn't already know, I'd still walk away saying "There has to be an ultra blowaway Destroyer match out there I need to see".
12/02/74 - Jack Brisco vs Giant Baba
I loved this one. First time seeing Brisco as the World champ and a younger Baba who could still go. Loved Briscos mat work; very interesting stuff. And I was surprised to see Baba keep up with him. Great, dramatic near falls at the end too. It made me enjoy Baba's big win despite the fact I'm so against him buying a title reign.
07/25/75 - Giant Baba vs Fritz Von Erich
It was... interesting, but only for the first part. I enjoyed the nutty psych of Baba wroking Fritz' hand and dodging the claw, but it got old fast. So did the match. Way too long for what they were doing. And death match rules always make for anti climatic finishes. And this was even worse since the "near falls" felt like 2 minutes apart with Fritz slowly getting back up, slowly getting in the ring, and Baba slowly chopping him back down. I'd actually be interested to see a regular rules brawl between the two. Does one exist? Is it worth seeing at all?
12/09/75 - Giant Baba vs Harley Race
Why was this recommended to me? I already own a 30min headlock in Muta vs Windham. I don't get what they were going for. Baba could clearly go on the mat, as he proved against Brisco. And I know Harley can go and bring lots of offense. But they did nothing. You can work a headlock and still make it interesting, but they chose to go nothing but lay there, come up and give us hope of something, but go right back to the same hold. I like wrestler's having a game plan and going back to the same hold, but for God sakes, break it up with chain wrestling or spots in between. Don't just lay in a hold and make no effort to entertain me.
Out of time. I'll do tapes 2 and 3 later.
