Wrestling with Reality

When i was younger I always wanted to be a writer. To be able to stay home and collect paychecks...the whole idea is a friggen  wet dream. My time out with Workers Comp was a small taste of greatness. Unfortunately i realized a long time ago that my dry personality hinders me cuz i lack the creativity to write novels or childrens books. So the next thought would be an autobiography, but as we all know that doesnt look like its happening. If i were to write a book about my life it's obvious just by  these journal entries that it be really short and more boring than a Ben Stien reality show. So since my life isnt worth the paper it would be printed on the only thing left to write about is something i have a an interest in. I'd have to be an expert in something. Money? Sex? Love? no of course not- that would actually be respectable. My only expertize involves weekly tv shows and PPVs of Wrestling.

Wrestling has forever been my escape hatch from the rest of the world. When i was young i would sit and watch WWF every Sat and Sunday at noon...then i'd come back at 7:05 to watch WCW's version of wrestling. My pops would alway have us working even at a young age but we were allowed to break from our chores to watch wrestling. Normally kids out grow wrestling by the age of 5 but for some reason i kept getting sucked in. Hulk Hogan was like God to me when i was younger.. i cried at the idea of his retirement. But that was at a time where wrestling catered to younger fans - guys like the Honky Tonk Man, Demolition, Ultimate Warrior, and Bushwackers were whacky gimmicks that younger audiences took a liking too. But as i got older i stopped cheering for the good guys, Mr. Niceguy Hulk wasnt God anymore. The business changed as well...it was a dark age where a few people tried carrying the business...guys like the undertaker, shawn michaels and bret hart were the top names but only 1 person kept me coming back routinely and that was Sunny.

She was someone that i followed from her SMW days where she was known as Tammy "Fytch" and managed such wrestlers as "Prime Time" Brian Lee and my soon to be new idol The Suicide Blond Chris Candido. I would always read about her and see pictures in Pro Wrestling Illustrated and when she and Candido finally came too WWF i was happier than a pig in shit. Thats about the time when i started to realize Candido was great. He wasnt flashy, he wasnt anything special he was just a no nonsence wrestler with a hot wife. He later went to ECW and adopted the name "No Gimmick Needed" and that summed it all up. He was himself, love him or hate him he wasnt about to change. And thats who i wanted to be. I adopted the sn and the lifestyle and the rest as they say is history,  i owe that all to him...but then he and his wife became crack addicts and ruined my bid for a heart warming story. But wrestling helped me grow, it presented me with entertainment and options and i got all i could out of it. I still watch it today although not as frequent but ill always have a special place in my heart for it. and maybe some day ull read ALL about it.

 

The Can Man(l), Chris and Tammy(c), tammy in her prime as Sunny(r).

Quotables: "How are you" is a greeting, not a question. Don't tell me about your indigestion.

Smooth Sailing

Well well well.. tis I, the reason u all sign online each and everyday..You're true american idol and im back with an update.

Yesterday was a beautiful day. Sun was shining bright and i was enjoying every second of it, why? b/c i was soakin up the sun with a life vest on. After work i gotta call from my favortie Boye inviting me and Scotty to take a ride on his boat!!! So obviously we jumped at the oppurtunity to sail away (i'm leaving out the insanely long and drawn out argument with my parents to finally allow me to go). We slowly rode out onto the water.. which is what i really enjoyed. I dont need speed or rocky waves- just smooth sailing and im in heaven. But then we went into deeper water and dropped the anchor to try and catch some fish, of course to no avail. It was great though

I just saw MTV's version of an award show tonight and frankly it sucked...it was extremely light on the laughs. ANd i live for the laughs. They didnt even have a host for goodness sake. It was just long and boring.. and they kept showing Usher in the audience..spin the friggen camera around lets see what hilary duff, or mandy moore is doing but no its usher being a cock as usual. I hate him.

What else is new? Absolutely nothing.. Ill hope to update u with some good stuff later but as of now i got shit. Peace out kids.

Welcome Back

HE'S HOME! He's in some pain but he's back where he belongs. As u can tell from my excitement my brother Anthony was released ealry from the hospital. He's got a long way to go but im confident he'll get there. He's a strong kid, and i know he'll be up and walking soon enough. I'm so glad to see him home not b/c i hated going to Elmhurst everyday but b/c i want him to be comfortable. i'm happy he'll get to relax here and watch tv..i just hope he'll let me watch my tv shows on Sunday...but we'll settle that later.  I'm so glad to have him back and i know i kleep saying that but after 3 long days in a hospital thats really all im thinking. You really realize how important some1 like he is once you almost lose him. I dont wanna be annoying and invade his space but at the same time i dont wanna leave his side.. hes my buddy.

When i was young i left my luchbox in class and while waiting for the bus i realized it. He went back and ran and got it 4 me..as the bus was pulling away (i didnt tell the bus driver where he was) i see him chasing the bus with my lunch box in hand...thats the type of guy he was- and he hasnt changed. He always puts others in front of himself all the time. He's thoughtful and loving to those that are worth caring about. Normally im not all lovey dovey but its true- hes a great guy with a huge heart and that goes unnoticed by a lot of people. I dont wanna be sappy soill stop it right here- im sure if he ever read this hed kick my ass for even saying this much.

Tuff Break

I woke up late in the day today...the clock was ticking towards noon. I had been exhausted from the night before in which we had  a family get together for Frank's graduation (part 2). After waking up I didnt do much, i got up, opened my car windows and just hung around, watchin the yanks and family fued...i must have been thinking "things are good"..for one thing my dad wasnt home as early as he usually is. I normally could never sleep till 12 b/c he'd be home by 10:30 starting up the lawn mower or washin a car. But then the phone rang and it totally altered the remainder of my day. It was my father on the line and i heard a little concern in his voice..i knew, things werent good. He told me that my older brother Anthony had been hit by a car and had suffered a broken leg..He ashured me he was ok but thats pretty much the only info he gave to me. Later i got the whole story but for the a while i was walking around speculating the absolute worst. i mean what if my dad was only telling me partial truths not wanting me to worry..what if he has to get his legs ambutated god forbid..all these things and more were running through my head...but i finally got the full story of how he was working in the street as he always does..he set up the cones and was talkin to his partner who was sitting in the Con-Ed truck and he got slammed by a car  inside the coned area. He was luckily wearing a hard hat when he was hit cuz his head had knocked of the side view mirror, and he also lost his shoes and his vest. The ambulence was quick on the scene and rushed him to a nearby hospital...my dad said his face was covered with dry blood stemming from the cuts on his nose..he also has a small break in his hip which may prevent him from walking temporarily.

He will need at least 4 to 6 months off from work to recover but hopefully he'll be ok... he has already suffered an injury earlier this yr when he broke his foot...its been a really bad yr for my family when it comes to injurries, especially for my dad with my grandfather and anthony being hospitalized hes spent more time in a hospital then Tim "the tool man" Taylor.

Tomorow  morning i finally get to see him- its been a long trying day for me and im sure for the rest of my family. My mother's side all came to the house one by one to see get updates on his condition... and to see how me and my mother (who suffers from depression) were holding up. It looks like my August of layin in the shade with pink lemonade is over before it began but as long as hes better thats really all i care about.

Quotables: Life's funny and by that i mean it sucks!

Break-up

Yesterday was bitter sweet for me. I'm definately excited to see Gina and Michelle back home after a month long visit to itlay. But as Bert pointed out we (me and him) lost a lot. We basically lost our "boyfriends". Now at first i thought it was just another stupid Bertism, but as gay as that sounds it holds some truth. A month long, dare i say glorious relationship was terminated yesterday.  Throughout this past month we were inseparable. We worked out together, hung out together, played cards, hell we even went on a road trip to new jersey together...we were like the four horsemen, and never once did we fight. Me and bert concluded that it was probably the best relationship we have ever had respectively. But now we must return to our positions as number 2. We'll wait by the phones and hope but our hopes will prob go unanswered...it was fun while it lasted but all good things must come to an end.... On second thought screw it now i'll get to stay home at night and catch up on passed episodes of WWE and Lizzy McGwire lol. J/k its all good..nothings gonna change.

Quotables: "If she got fluff on her muff den she old enuff" and a bonus quotable from the same source "throw the jew down the well, so my country can be free, grab him by the horns, and we'll have a big party."

School's Out & I'm Home Free

For a single adult living with their parents is there a better feeling than having the whole house to urself? I sumbit there is not, it's pure nirvana. It's better than winning the lottery. You have freddom to do, say and act in whatever way u choose. Thats the situation i find myself in right now. I'm happier than a pig in shit- the brothers are working and my parents are shopping and i am livin large ... the man of the house. I'm takin my pants off rigth now, and ill dance in my underwear like tom cruise why u ask? because i freakin can. At times living in this house is comparible to spending life in a vietnamese prison camp. The only thing is we get better food.. what does vietnamese food even taste like? Anyway, now is one of the few times i get to feel liberated, like i beat the system. It's a short lived feeling and is probably not worth getting excited over but for the time being its exciting.

Other events going on today included my last day of school. I studied so i was prepared but for a few questions i had to break out the coin and flip.I don't really care cuz im sure i got no less than a B in the class so its all gravy. Good class though- if we got any Hofstra students who are lookin for a good Marketing class..Prof. Smagler- Consumer Behavior.. shes a bit of a talker but just let her roll- ull do fine.

 I think tonight after workin out im gonna take it easy, maybe lay on the couch and watch a movie or summin...really for no reason other than i wanna hjave a lazy nite.  Mike wants to hit up a bar but thats not really my "steeze"...unless of course my lady Lisa is bartending... i still cant get over her. damn, I need a girl friend. but yeah Im makin it a blockbuster night.

TV Dinner

After inspiring episodes of Lizzie McGwire and Boy Meets World, here i am hittin up the journey. Now, believe me i know that i have out grown some of these old shows and its pretty pathetic that i watch lizzie mcgwire on a nightly basis but i honestly think i appreciate the show more than if i was younger. In the words of Dennis Miller, "Now I dont wanna go off on a rant here but"...shows like Saved By The Bell and Full House used to be must see tv in my younger years but now i can watch them and really enjoy the shows for what they are. I missed some of the humor b/c i was either too young or too stupid to understand them but now i get it. I'm not going to go into great detail on tonight's episodes but  lets just say their were oscar worthy performances on both shows and in the end a life lesson was learned. An important message that probably could be applied to my life today. ok maybe a little details, Mr Feeny unraveled the hidden truth as he always seems to do and Lizzy came to a brilliant realization. Iinsightful wisdom and guidance is kinda what's missing in todays TV shows..im not saying go back to the torturous days of "Leave it to Beaver" but kids arent learning anything on the Sureal Life except for the simple fact that vanilla ice is as brain dead as he is untalented.

And dont get me wrong i'm def pro alternatives, The Simpsons, Family Guy, That 70 Show and Married With Children are shows that lack wholesome messages but their fine with me. They are funny and certainly entertaining..and the old phrase if u dont like it change the channel still holds true. My only concearn is that whats on the next channel will probably be worse than what ur already watching. I dont mean to sound  like a 1940's mom who is livid about hearing Potsy tell the Fonz to "sit on it". (maybe thats a terrible example and huge generation gap but u know what im saying) I dont wanna be that guy, i just found it refreshing and redeaming  to watch these shows and i wished to share it with u. Some food for thought..hence another one of my clever titles.

In other news, i had a family bbq on sunday welcoming my cuz and her new husband to thier new house. Its a nice place in massapequa, they have very lavish taste so of course everything looks excellent. I only hopewhen iget a house it will look as nice. I dont really excell when it comes to decorating. My room is more bland than Bert's jokes.hahh j/k? But i dunno why im worrying about that now i need to find a chick who i can tolerate first. And then she has to like me...which is not an easy task. Then i have to grow a pair and make a move. I really wish i had the confidence but  like a midget commiting suicide, i always fall short.  Enough of my saga..back to Sundays festivities. After we got the tour, (and i was thinking of Curb ur enthusiasim the whole time), they broke out the bachi balls and i was set for the night. My uncle Phil who still relishes the fact that he threw all 3 of us (me and my 2 bros) in the water when i was  like 7 yrs old was one comment away from losing his title of "King Of The Mountain". but i do love the guy.. and thats some of whats going on in my world.. but i gotta go to sleep now- stay classy.

Quotables: In years to come even gays will object to gay marriage when James Lipton marries Ice-T simply to become James Lipton Ice-T