I woke up this morning thinking to myself, “That’s it? That’s all you got?”. I was expecting extreme malaise, droll running down my chin, not knowing who I was or how my shirt… Continue reading
Good Moleman. Kids, you tried your best and failed miserably. Lesson is, it doesn’t matter if you win or lose. It’s how drunk you get. It’s Friday, February 19th, King-Queen & Jack-Ace. The… Continue reading
My head’s against the window.Watching the world go by.For an instant, you can see people’s lives.And in another instant, it’s gone.We’re all just a bunch of two second voyeurs.Passing somebody on the street.Wondering… Continue reading
I wanted to write something short and stupid. Because I don’t have much time to waste on anything resembling seriousness. Something short and stupid like my hoodie as compared to the shirt underneath.… Continue reading
It didn’t take long, but I already started to phase out of NXT. The weekly grind is exhausting and having two competing shows on at the same time in this day and age… Continue reading
It’s the sexiest day of the year. Can you feel it? Love is in the air. I’m excited, I hope you’re excited. But we must show restraint. We still have to wait another… Continue reading
I took Meijer for granted. It took me a very long time to realize that. In all of the hustle and bustle that goes into living in New York, you tend to forget… Continue reading
Good Moleman. Give me your fortune or I’ll blow this wino’s head off! Ooh, I like his energy. Put him on the callback list. It’s Friday, February 12th, Twenty Blackjack. The weather in… Continue reading
It was a busy goddamn day. I’m allowed to have those, or at least that’s what my psychiatrist would tell me if he was actually interested in my well-being and not the dollar… Continue reading
Let’s just cut to the chase. I’m not even going to bullshit you for a second. I didn’t actually watch the Super Bowl. I turned it on my phone with no sound for… Continue reading
