Good Moleman. Don’t blame me, I voted for a demmycrat. It’s Friday, November 6, Insert Year Here. The weather in Brooklyn is 66° & Pantone 16-3922 and somewhere, somebody is hearing a song… Continue reading
Our collective brains are still numb. Or at least I hope they are and it’s not just me. Regardless, a lazy brain creates lazy content. For the sake of existing, here’s the Top… Continue reading
I didn’t follow my own advice. I knew that I wouldn’t. You might think that I was writing yesterday for you, but I was actually doing it for myself. And it didn’t work.… Continue reading
You casted your vote. Good job. Pat yourself on the back. Now scratch it a little. You need those small comforts. Now what? You can feel a pressure in your chest. The walls… Continue reading
Life doesn’t have an over-arching story, despite my childhood desire to have one. It’s merely a collection of random memories that fire off in your head as you try to develop a timeline… Continue reading
Having fans bring signs into events is a wrestling tradition as old as no-selling finishers and wrestler’s daughters being wooed by the enemy. Sometimes, they are obviously correct, like “Foley Is God” and… Continue reading
If you were to ask me what my favorite James Bond film is, I’d immediately say, “From Russia With Love”. I’d come up with some half-witted reasons, like how it has everything you… Continue reading
Good Moleman. Stop! Stop! Don’t cry for him! He’s already dead! It’s Friday, October 30, Twenty Twin Twin. The weather in Brooklyn is 40° & Pantone 442 and somewhere, somebody is trying to… Continue reading
Please note: It is not my intention to make fun of criminals and their victims. The things that have occurred recently are terrible and wrong. I am moreso trying to make light of… Continue reading
I’ve had 8 years to write this in my head. I had so many impassioned opening paragraphs ready to go that I had to delete and save for next year. I was always… Continue reading
