I've been watching AEW a bit recently. Or a lot, given my obsessive personality tics. I used to be a really big fan of wrestling, then fell off, and now I'm poking around the business again.

There are a bunch of things I like...the simulated combat, the backstage drama (although I'm enjoying a promotion not suffering from an overabundance of ( Read more... )

Usually I'd try to plant an ear worm with "been a long time" and some Zep lyrics or whatever it was that Staind sang that is on the tip of my brain but I can't get it out.

I'm not doing Nanowrimo this year, despite not planning to do it. And yet I still feel guilty for not doing more to churn out some words and a novel draft.

I need something ( Read more... )

I went to one baseball practice in high school. The "cool coach" was beloved by some of my classmates because he swore and said sexual things and allegedly bought some of them beer. I had never played organized baseball and my lack of a clue went poorly with a critical, yelling coach.

I thought of that this morning with the latest (third this year ( Read more... )

Not to turn this into a Reservation Dogs fan site, but Deer Lady? That stayed with me. The way she was filmed was just extra eerie to me.

Premier League transfer window has closed--that's a trade deadline in American--with no major moves by my team at the deadline. Still trying to figure if that's a sign they were where they want to be or they ( Read more... )

I like to write. I would do it more, but I get frustrated by the lack of professional success. It's the exact reason we see all those posts about drawing badly and singing out of tune if it's what you enjoy. But I'm stuck in this rut where I feel I should have a side hustle and it should be writing, given the other marketable skills I am lacking, ( Read more... )

Watching Reservation Dogs this week, there's a scene that's designed for The Cringe....you know that feeling when it's awkward and embarrassing and hard to watch, even if funny? The whole doctor with the confederate tattoo with feathers and...well, you should watch it. His completely over the top pronunciation of "Lakota" though, was my own ( Read more... )

Sometimes I'm not going to keep up on my promise to myself to write things here. I need to accept that it isn't a failure to take a break and not yammer to an empty room sometimes. It feels that way, though, because I'm a former gifted child and the world isn't working out as expected, as seen in dozens of tumblr memes. All of which I only see when ( Read more... )

There's something to be said for living a few planets, at a minimum, away from your ex-wife. This was not a new thought, nor one I particularly enjoyed because I couldn't do anything about it. But when I keyed open the door to the bar, stepping from the cool hallway into the neo-tropical heat of the evening rush, I saw the faces.

Artie's face is ( Read more... )

Sometimes, there isn't a simple answer to questions. Most of the time, if it's a legitimate question and a legitimate answer, the reality of it all is a complex shade of grey.

Like all rules of thumb, it's not always true, of course. But I thought of that because of the criticism of Osaka for lighting the torch when she isn't doing some other ( Read more... )

So they sort of stunk up the joint. They let Sweden control the pace and never managed to assert themselves. Which is a feather in the cap for Sweden, who previously did not play nearly as aggressively and limited the US by infamous bunker techniques. Rough loss, but the joy of group stage play is that they get two more, Australia and New Zealand, ( Read more... )