Saturday, May 31, 2008

Does this look fake?



I received this hand print courtesy of my wrestling nemesis, T-Money. The hand print is the result of a chop across my chest.

For those who would ask:

1) Did it hurt?

Yes, it hurt. It was like getting hit in the chest with a frying pan. The sting only lasted a moment though.

2) Then why do it?

Because it is what wrestling fans want to see. Plus, we earn the respect of our peers when we "take heat" like this in the ring.

3) Are you mentally disturbed or something?

Probably.

Tuesday, May 27, 2008

Memorial Day Mayhem



While most of you were grilling and chilling for Memorial Day weekend, I was tag-teaming with Ace Hardy against T-Money and Matt Cruz.

The venue was the Chapel of Redemption. It was a great night, and I am happy to report that not only did I avoid serious injury, but I pinned Matt Cruz for the win. I am also excited to report that I was in my first ever Main Event match.

To have had the honor to grapple with these guys is beyond words. More photos will be available soon at my MySpace.

Other than that, the family and I chilled the entire weekend.

Wednesday, May 21, 2008

Meet Dan

Say hi to my pal and co-worker, Dan. You will find him to be both fascinating and youthfully refreshing.

Saturday, May 17, 2008

I Demand A Recant

After doing some Wikipedia and WikiAnswers research, it seems I was mistaken about John McCain having once been a Democrat. I find myself wondering if I had not mistaken Sen. McCain for someone else. Regardless, I offer my apologies, although as a mild disclaimer, I have never declared my blog as being politically accurate much less politically correct.

At any rate, I offer a full and complete retraction of my earlier faux pas.

Sincerely,
The Editor



Friday, May 16, 2008

Welcome the Norm

Say hello to a good pal of mine, Norman, who has joined us in the blogosphere. In addition to being a pal, he was my boss all too briefly.

Thursday, May 15, 2008

Get Outta My Head!!!

Following are but a few random thoughts which I need to dump in order to make room for more pointless, random thoughts. Enjoy...
  • Would Rachel Ray have her own show if she weren't so darned cute? And what does this say about Dr. Phil?
  • I am convinced Pete Townshend is one of the greatest songwriters of...ahem, "My Generation." Some of you will not get that. It's cool.
  • If Barack Obama were white, would there be so much negative digging into his political past? Does anyone recall that John McCain was, until recent years, a Democrat? Why is no one talking about this? Why did he cross party lines? To get elected maybe?
  • Speaking of Pete Townshend, one of his songs seems appropriate during this election season:
    • I tip my hat to the new constitution, take a bow for the new revolution, smiling free with the chains all around, I pick up my guitar and play, just like yesterday, then I get on my knees and pray...we don't get fooled again.
  • Pete Townshend would probably like Steve Taylor. I like him.
  • I have the coolest job ever.
  • I am getting bifocals. I always knew this day would come. I am actually looking forward to being able to read again.
  • Can we ever acheive a world without prejudice?
  • KISS is touring in Europe. Will they return to the states? I hope so.

That's about it for now.

Monday, May 05, 2008

That's My Boy!

My boy Cody informed me of his intentions to begin a Bible Study at his school. He has already cleared it with the administration. I am more proud of him than words can say.

In the midst of all my pouting and detoxing from church, my son is seeking to advance God's kingdom at his school.

Me and my pals did the same thing in our school. At one time, we had over 30 peeps. That was when my Christian faith was pure and unfettered by churchianity. I hope Cody and the others will avoid those pitfalls and enjoy their faith.

In kindergarten, Cody would tell the other kids that they needed to invite Jesus into their hearts so they can go to Heaven. With all that I have done wrong in my life, I must have done something right by my children.

Acceptance Is One Click Away...


This film has become a recent favorite of mine. I have been able to enjoy it with my son Cody as well. He is almost 15 and the movie is PG-13. I miss him being little , but it is so cool having a son you can watch the 3 Stooges and Star Wars with, as well as the movie Accepted.
But as usual, I digress.

The film is about a group of High School graduates who fail to get accepted into any colleges. To appease their disappointed parents, they use 21st century technology to create a fake college and send themselves letters of acceptance. The ploy even goes so far as to create a website (I said "ploy"...oh, the memories). Unbeknownst to Bartleby (a parent actually named a kid Bartleby...?), the website was made fully functional and suddenly many students show up for orientation with their tuition at the fictitious South Harmon Institute of Technology, or S.H.I.T. (Todd...your immaturity is showing.)

What touches me about the film is that when Bartleby realizes his deception has gone too far, he is urged to tell the new students the truth about their acceptance at South Harmon. Instead, he sees a room full of people who, just like him were rejected for various reasons. So rather than spill the beans, he welcomes them to S.H.I.T. (snicker), and a college life people can only dream about ensues, along with a tribute to The Ramones (I love it when the young people show respect for the classics).

Basically, the movie looks at the system of education the way I look at the Church. Only the right kind of student need apply, and these are taught how to play the game of life, while people like me who don't quite fit in are thrown under the bus for daring to have a mind of our own.
Church should be like South Harmon, where people with no place else to go can be welcomed and made an integral part, using their unique gifts and talents to better the whole group. Instead the Church says, "Here's how we do it. We'll teach you how to do it our way."
In the end, Bartleby gets the girl, and S.H.I.T. gets accredited.

The moral of this story: In order to be accepted, one must step into S.H.I.T. (boooooooooo)