yeah i asked

yeah guys, I was getting all sentimental. Knowing that WWE was coming thru Portland and we werent going to go made me sad. That and some other stuff. So I was wondering how you two were doing. Here is my boring story.

In june I moved to Nampa Idaho. It was a trial run for just the summer to see what I thought about living here. All my family are really close and it was eating at me to live away from them. Especially my nieces and new nephew. So I came here to start over. Due to a million things I had to be in portland thru the summer to do (weddings, band stuff) I couldnt work here. So I spent the summer without really having friends, sitting in my room, watching wrestling and being bummed out. While back in portland to visit I would fill in at Gravy. The money I earned there funded my trips to the thrift stores where I constantly find good junk to buy. And that was about it for my summer. Having a lot of family time and just sitting around.

The family stuff was great. I love seeing everyone all the time and getting to be an uncle to the kids. That part is awesome. Not having friends or living in a boring town or being broke is not awesome. I kinda went nuts. every day I waffled back and forth on either staying or moving back to portland. It drove me insane. For the most part I am ok isn now. Somedays are better than others i guess.

My days where I am not working are pretty much all the same. I get up late, whenever i happen to wake up, and get coffee. Then I either catch up on raw or smackdown or put on something dumb and space out. I have worked out a lot this summer. When i am on a roll i go kick my ass on the treadmill, if I am in a unmotivated phase I just eat junk like a pig. Every other day my dad and I go to thrift stores and look at old garbage. Nampa is not cool at all so the thrift stores aint picked over. Also a lot of old mormon and christian people live here. That means that the thrift stores and full of vintage shit that is just my style. I almost never leave without something awesome. If I ever buy a house here I will be ably to furnish it like the most amazing museum of bad taste. My dream house.

hmmm what else? There is more sad shit to talk about but I can skip it. lets talk about wrestling. My parents have cable so i tape NJPW and watch random episodes in the living room every once in a while. My I showed my sister Omega vs Okada II and it blew her mind. NXT hasnt kept my atention lately but I still love it (that same sis and my brother in law started watching NXT at my suggestion and they are really into it which is cool). I think RAW has been pretty good for the most part for a while. Enzo is awesome. They have some good stories going. I should do an old school roster report one of these days to clear up my millions of thoughts on it. I watch Smackdown only for KO and Sami which are soooo good. Also every PPV has been good so far. Poncho and I text back and forth while watching them which makes it more fun. It reminds me of the old days where my friends and I would instant message chat with eachother whole watching smackdown in 1999.

I got into Smokey Mountain Wrestling this summer. It is good, old school wraslin which I love. Also lots of old WCW and WWF ppv's when I wanna space out. When I am not in the mood for wrestling I watch Unsolved Mysteries or some dateline episodes on youtube. I usually am high during those which makes them weirder.

Since I have been here I havent written a song at all. That will hopfully change soon because one of my best friends and I are starting a band here. Also once I make enough money I am planning on buying a computer good enough to record on, or even edit video on. If that happens I will probably be making some cool shit, maybe even a movie.

The hardest part of being here is being away from friends. You guys know that feeling I am sure. Even tho us three have pretty much always lived in different towns I feel so much farther away from you guys. It is hard. Even tho we mostly talk about wrestling I feel like we are all really supportive of each other and our little three way dance means a lot to me. As I am sure you guys know if you ever need anything at all I am always here, hanging above your ring, inn a shark cage, with keys in my trunks.

Well you asked.....

So the other day Rusty was having a "moment of humanity" (a wrestling reference that The Marshall will probably get right away, and Mr. Nickles will inevitably ask what we're talking about, and we'll say Marty and Sarah are the best....even when The Marshall goes on a hiatus) and asked us what we were up to and what we were watching. I, for one, love blogging. I used to keep a LiveJournal and random people in public would bring up things that I had said on my blog and I would feel weird. In the end though, at least Somebody was paying attention? So you get what you asked for. A blog about what I've been up to.

This might be a trial run as I've been giving serious thought about blogging again about my everyday life. I read a blog recently that was so filled with nonsensical manic thoughts that it made me miss the days of yore, when a lot of the people in my life had a blog, and not a Facebook to put inane shit in, but a place to actually punctuate their life (like real punctuation, like writing a paper). I think the reason I quit was because I got SUPER depressed, quit leaving my house, and started watching more wrestling than Dave Meltzer.

It's been a great experience to be going up to Corvallis every once in awhile to watch live wrestling. Some of the most fun I've had in my life is watching live wrestling that isn't WWE (not to say that isn't fun too), but backyards and bingo halls are a more natural place to drink a beer, watch the grapples, and say/yell weird shit aloud. I hope The Marshall joins me this weekend. I'll make sure to do the Tarzan yell in honor of Rusty. I didn't tell either of you that the first time I went by myself there was this group of ladies sitting near me. I recognized them from years ago going to the shows in Eugene. 3 young redhead ladies that always seem to accompany their mother (?) who happens to be in a wheelchair. There is a picture somewhere on my Facebook of me yelling stuff at Jonas Albert Robinson in  Eugene years ago, and when it originally was posted on Facebook the cutest redhead of the bunch was in the background they were also tagged. She sent me a friend request, and in my (I'm guessing) depressed, shy, nervous, not understanding social media state....I never accepted. They weren't at the last show.

I'm currently 200 pages into Slobberknocker by Jim Ross. I feel like this book should have come out in 2004 and not now as it feels like I've heard many of these stories on the podcast, or the new stories aren't that great. Just feels kinda trite. He's obviously trying to copy the tone of Foley or Jericho's books (who both have new ones out that I haven't purchased), but those two are far more clever and likable. I did enjoy the story of JR doing LSD, thinking he was watching an elephant dance in a tutu, and then making his frat brothers/football team watch wrestling. Oh, and after hearing Schi-vone's story about Flair's big hog and trying to get him to have a three some....JR's Flair stories are just tame as can be.

As for what I'm watching. NJPW and WWE are the main things right now. I'll do some old WCW here and there, and my roommate and I are a few (7ish) episodes behind on Lucha Underground). I'm really behind on other stuff as I'm busier these days with work or band practice or social time. Extra curricular tv watching is taken up by The Deuce, Vice Principals, Curb Your Enthusiasm, The Simpsons,Brooklyn Nine-Nine, Supergirl, The Flash, Legends Of Tomorrow, Arrow, Chelsea, and Real Time with Bill Maher. Most importantly...I'm watching the 1966-1971 daytime, daily soap opera Dark Shadows. I'm about 170 episodes in (out of 1225?) and I'm 40 or so away from vampires showing up. It's decompressed story telling to a T and I love it very much.

Lastly, my new band played it's first show on Sunday. We're called Brohemoth. It's kinda along the lines of my old band Witchasaurus Hex as it is super loud, bluesy, Black Sabbath/stonery band inspired rock music...and has a funny (or at least funny to me) name. We played 3 songs...it took about 30 minutes. We had a blast playing and it was nice to play live again, even if we were just playing to our friends and not fans of the genre. It's always disappointing to play a show and get no meaningful feedback other than the generic positives or negativity based on the aesthetic. "Too loud," "Songs are too long," "couldn't hear the vocals."  Being on stage playing music is where I feel most comfortable and happy (even when nervous). Sweedily Deedily and what not.

Okay, I wrote a page. It's late and past my bedtime. I didn't even talk about all the DDP Yoga I've been doing, or how I ate All-You-Can-Eat shrimp at the Outback Steakhouse tonight as a hilarious novelty. Hope this is coherent as I'm not going to edit tonight and just post away. Smooches.

Poncho.