It’ll always be wrestling to me

(the weekly 24 post is below this entry)

So I went with B.Vaughn and his wife who dares call me a nerd to a live WWE event, Monday Night Raw.

I’m sure I’ve said before that I don’t watch wrestling as much as I used to–partially because some of my favorite wrestlers are gone, partially because the storylines are horrible and mostly because I don’t care for the wrestlers who they choose to feature all the damn time. Continue reading “It’ll always be wrestling to me”

Never a dull moment

I have this weird neighbor.

The guy’s not Kramer-level weird, but he’s not quite serial-killer level weird. He’s lived in the building for more than 10 years, he doesn’t have a car and it’s impossible to encounter him without being pulled into a conversation.

He seems like a nice guy and all, but he always wants to talk about the weather, and every time I’ve talked to him throughout the past six years, he’s used the phrase “never a dull moment.” It’s like his catchphrase or something.

I was doing some laundry, and saw him a bunch of times walking through the halls carrying stacks of things- DVDs, books, posters. I finally asked him if he was becoming a minimalist or something, and he said he was moving. Across the street.

So this probably means that at six years, I now have lived in this building the longest. It would be depressing if I wasn’t moving out in September.

I’m huge in China

After recently checking my referrer log, I noticed I’ve been getting a few hits from China.

All of these hits are coming from a Chinese-language Google ripoff, called baidu. Apparently, the image of my foot in a splint makes the first page of results. However, judging by what else comes up when you search for foot, I don’t know if that’s a good thing (here’s a hint- don’t search the site if you’re at work).

The individual results page is safe, although I hope all the Chinese text doesn’t tell the story of how some tall lanky jackass broke his ankle falling off a treadmill.

They’re partying in Finland tonight

Old Timey Style Conan

Happy birthday to the greatest Old Timey base ball player ever, Conan O’Brien.

If there was one person to play me in a movie version of my life, it would be the near-albino Late Night host.

He’s way funnier than Leno. If only he wasn’t on so damn late.

I can only hope his long-lost sister Chlöe makes it through the next seven hours.