Fascinating Facts Friday: Iron Bowl

*This post was inspired by a New Jersey wife by the name of Natalie


I tried to google this to make sure of it, but I swear I have heard this on radio or TV, but my Uncle, who lives in California, actually told me this too.

But here is my fact (it may not be 100% accurate, but I'm going off memory):


In November, the annual "Iron Bowl" game is played between the Auburn Tigers and Alabama Crimson Tide. The game is such a big deal in the state that on game day the respective stadium and surrounding tailgaters make it the third largest city in the state at that time.



This year, it's in Auburn. I can't wait.

oh, HEY! Didn't expect you there, but c'mon in...

So yea, it would have been nice if you would have let me know that you were coming. I didn't even have a chance to clean or pick up or anything. Kinda sucks that the first thing you are seeing as you walk in is this:
But in my defense, that is NOT trash. If you look closely, you will see that it is cardboard, plastics, aluminum... yea, we recycle here. It's just that sometimes I get too lazy to take it to the site.

Well, as we make our way around the kitchen, I have to stop and say that I hope you ate before you came over here because I am a terrible host and have not gone shopping in a while, as you can tell by what our freezer looks like
Like I said, you guys caught me off guard. Next time I could have prepared a meal fit for a king. Or asked jme to do it. Whichever.

Over here in the living room is where we spend most of our time, and probably were we will be hanging out.
Once again, please excuse the mess. That corner is mostly old textbooks that we can't seem to find a home for. Feel free to take them if you want them. But you will see the main attraction: our Rock Band setup. We get pretty serious about our Rock Band in this house.

However, here in the living room you will find two of my most prized possessions.
This is my blu-ray collection since I got my player back in December. It seems like most of you are fans of these movies, so we can watch later if you want. But if TV is more of your thing...
Then we can watch two of the greatest series. Ever. Well up to season 3 of Scrubs because these are the only ones I have found on sale.



Huh? You wanna see the rest of the house? Ok, we can make that happen. Walking down the hall, you will come face to face with a poster we found in the attic when we moved in.
I will be honest, at first I though it was a Rambo type poster until I discovered that it was a bandana he used while dancing in Saturday Night Fever. When you have a poster like that, you HAVE to put it up.

Since we saw the blu-rays and the tv show dvd's in the living room, I will show you my favorite shelf of dvd's that is stored in my room.
If you notice, there is a sort of theme on this row. And believe it or not, the only movies on this row I haven't watched are Johnny Depp ones. I need to change that...

But this, I have no explanation for:
other than to say don't judge me, we all have our embarassing shelves, right?

If you looked at the top, you will see autobiographies. Those are books that I have read every word of. But other books that have caught my interest are on the other side of the room. Don't trip on the bed trying to see them.
So I don't have a real bookshelf, mainly because I have only read half of these books. Some were given to me from my uncle, who also has the book that should be displayed right here, Fight Club.

Now, I know what you are asking yourself. "Mr O, you always talk about music, don't you have any of that stored in your room?" And all I have to say is look above the books
I started my record collection during our road trip back in May. But if you look over to the other side of the room, you will see that I still rock some cd's
along with momentos from the trip. That rock is from the Grand Canyon and the jellyfish in a jar is from a shop and the seashell is from a beach, both from Monterey. However, cd's are kind of going away, so it's mostly the laptop that emits the music coming from my room
That's my baby. If you look closely, you will see it's what I use for my radio shows. You might recognize a certain playlist going on.

Well that about concludes it, unless anybody knows how to play this thing
I've tried to learn so many times, but I just keep stalling in my progress. So feel free to show my a thing or two.

But if you guys are ready, let's end this tour and go play some Rock Band. I CALL DRUMS!

*Special thanks to Mr. Condescending for coming up with this idea and to Girl Interrupted for twisting it and giving me an inspiration in which to do mine.

WW (video version): Underoath at Warped Tour; 7/28/09; Atlanta, GA

These words pour out when I open my mouth

I feel like all my posts in recent weeks have either been Wordless Wednesdays or links to songs and all that stuff and I KNOW you guys are going "But Mr O, what's been going on with your life?" Even though I just made that up (I don't know what you guys think) here is an actual "post" that the description of my blog talks about.

The other day, I had all these events and thoughts that I was going to put into this but I have forgotten them. So this post is going to be freestyled. Not even I know how it's going to end.

I think I just made a mistake. I made a Coldplay B-side playlist to listen to right now and one of the tracks is piano heavy. So I guess I will start with the deep stuff first. Right now, there are two things dominating my mind. One is a family issue that may or may not happen so therefore won't get talked about right now and the other is next month. It's so crazy to me to think that August will be one year since my girlfriend of three years officially, after three or four semi-breakups, ended our relationship. We were actually still complicated for a while and I guess we didn't officially stop whatever the hell it is we were doing until late January early February. But still, a year since the final break up and my craziness that came afterward. I hate that I was “that guy.” Calling her every day and pleading for a chance to make things right. I hate it not only because of how stalkerish it felt but now I just feel embarrassed for myself. I tried to do everything and for what? It got me nowhere and in man terms just made me look (and feel) like a little bitch. Everytime that I pleaded for her to come and she did everything on her own time. Even now. Since last August, after a weak week attempt at trying school, she has been home ever since, missing what could have been her last year in undergraduate school. Next month, she comes back. Did I mention we started dating a few days before high school graduation and were steady the first three years of college? So I feel like this past year that she left me. Not only on a relationship level, but just being there – in my life. And now she is coming back. I don't know how to react because I have recently finally started to have a life without her. A life where I don't see a sappy movie and think of her. I just know my own emotions and I don't know how they are going to handle her living in the same town again. A few months ago she got into a new relationship so that may explain why there has been no contact. As far as I know, they are still together. For my sanity's sake, I hope they stay together so no temptations will creep in. I've warned all my friends that I may need them in the next month or two now more than ever.

Speaking of friends, I am getting to the point where I am starting to consider some of my blogger followers and people I follow “friends” as well. We may never actually see each other, but I have connected with some of you more than some people that call themselves my friend. With that said, I'm warning all you guys as well – I may need to come to you guys in the next month or two, haha. Even if it's just you clicking on a blog title.

And let's try to lighten this up a little. I am really appreciating all the nice comments whenever I do a music post like Under My Covers. Especially the ones who say they are hearing it for the first time, it just makes me smile because that is my mission. But I feel music is like Christmas – it's great to give and receive. I will never walk around like I know all music because that's impossible. So as much as I love to put music out there, I love to receive it even more. In the past week I have listened to cd's that I got by winning jeanette's blog contest and have found a few new gems, youtubed this nice acoustic version of "Let Go" after a couple of comments from the Garden State version of Under My Covers and stayed on Melissa's post for an hour clicking play repeatedly listening to jazz. And that's another thing. I am mostly an alternative rock kind of guy, but I really do listen to everything. “Make Her Say” by Kid Cudi, Kanye West and Common is one of my favorite tracks right now. And just planned – in October I will be going to my second drum and bass show. That combined with the Incubus show in August and a *possible* Blink-182 show in September and these next few months are looking nice.

Speaking of shows, I finally got confirmation and on Tuesday I will be sweating my ass off in Atlanta while attending Warped Tour. Last year, there were two bands I HAD to see – Pierce the Veil and Gym Class Heroes. I saw GCH twice, a regular set and then an acoustic set in the afternoon, and PTV stole the show. This year, I don't have that one single band I want to see but I will definitely be looking out for a few. And since I will probably be stoked coming from the show, I will talk more about the bands in a later post.

Movie wise the past two few days have been interesting. On Friday, I was hanging out with J Beezy when a friend of hers asked her to go see The Ugly Truth. She pretty much told me I was coming along to make the thing better and Hedman ended up coming with us. What was really crazy was that the point of going was to go with the friend of hers, but we didn't even sit with them. Hedman and I were complaining at the beginning (let me stop right there – I don't want to make it seem like I hate romantic comedies. They are actually a guilty pleasure. But this movie just did not look good to me) and we laughed pretty hard at the idea of walking out in the first 30 seconds. But we stayed – and laughed. Jeannette doesn't feel the same way, haha, but it was much better than I expected. I am still waiting for Katherine Heigl to come out and bash the movie now.

But then last night we FINALLY saw Ice Age 3 in 3D and it was pretty much awesome. Those little squirrels – they get me everytime. And I think after this and Up, I am starting to dig these 3D movies. But the best 3D movie of all hasn't even come out yet. But it will be here March 5, 2010. I think I have watched the trailer like five times already. If you haven't yet, it's in my very important date to the upper left of this post.

If you have read this far, you are awesome. But the other small thing that has been stressing me out is taking over and I feel like this is coming to a close because of it. I have class in the morning and we only have a week left. It's a photojournalism class, so it's not that hard but all the assignments finally got dates and they are all due in the next week. In the past few days I have gotten most of them done, but I tried to do one today that didn't come out so well. I am hoping the teacher has got some advice for me or else i'm screwed. But off to sleep to be prepared for that.

Oh, and sorry that no house party happened this weekend. But hopefully your night is free tomorrow. I'm making waffles :)

Random lyric of the day:

Mmmm whatcha say,
Mmm that you only meant well?
well of course you did
Mmmm whatcha say,
Mmmm that it's all for the best?
of course it is
Mmmm whatcha say?
Mmmm that it's just what we need
you decided this
whatcha say?

Under My Covers, Vol. 4 (Garden State edition)

*So I usually try not to double post on a day, but hey -- first time for everything, right?

*Also, this post is going to be all over the place emotion wise.

So as much as I consider myself knowledgeable in music, I also consider myself somewhat of a movie buff. However, there are still some great movies out there that I haven't seen. Until tonight, one of those movies was Garden State.

I liked it. I think if I would have saw it at a time when everyone else saw it, I would have it up there in my top 10. But as of right now, I can't budge any movies out of there. To me, a really good movie is when I am still thinking about it afterward and this was one of those.

First off, I want to say that I am convinced that the girl I fall for and ultimately be with is someone who shares my taste in music and I find out and immediately become attracted. That is kinda what happened with the Norah chick. I was falling for her because of her playlist, hence the blog nickname. But the scene where Zach Braff meets Natalie Portman and she tells him to listen to the Shins, oh man, I probably would have asked her to marry me right there. I'm not a huge Shins fan or anything, but for a girl to do that is match made in Heaven material.

I related to some of the deep scenes in this movie. Like, the very beginning when it looked like the plane was crashing and he was just all calm. It reminded me of the scene in Fight Club when he prayed for a plane crash. Sometimes, I am just driving and my mind drifts to what would happen if I got in a wreck right at that moment. I know it sounds really weird, but these thoughts come to my head sometimes so it felt good to relate in a way. It's crazy because whether facing a wreck or a plane crashing (i have those images whenever I go to visit Cali) for some reason I am calm about it as well. I'm not ready to die or anything, far from it, but I guess it's just one of those "what are you gonna do about it" kinda things. Also, the scene where he is talking with his dad and he says something along the lines of "we don't have to be happy, we can just be ok being what we are" it made me think of me and my dad's relationship. We have never had that closeness that some father and sons have had, but in the past year or two we have gotten, not closer, but better. And I related somewhat because I think we are both reaching a point where we are ok with being ok.

My only gripe about the movie was at the very end. I liked the scene for what it was, but for the first time in any movie (or wonderfully fantastic tv show) I felt like Braff overacted. When he was talking to her on the steps and when he got her from the phone booth, it was hard to buy into it. But I still liked it. I just wish he would have toned it down a bit.

But of course, what did I like most about the movie? The soundtrack. I mean, the first song was a Coldplay track. For those of you who don't know, Taking Back Sunday and Coldplay alternate between my number 1 and number 2 favorite positions (A Rush of Blog to the Head is a reference to a Coldplay track). But then there was more great music throughout the movie, which prompts today's covers. That's right, two covers.

1) Such Great Heights -- This song was played in the second half of the movie and it was the Iron and Wine version. The original is by the Postal Service on a cd that brings back memories of freshman year of college for me. I love it because both versions are both so different, but sound so great.

Original version by The Postal Service

Cover version by Iron and Wine

2) We Will Become Silhouettes -- Ok, so this song wasn't in the movie. However, the above song was originally by The Postal Service and so is the one below and the cover is by the only band name dropped in the movie -- The Shins. Once again, both versions are different (though, not AS different -- one is just more acoustic). But both, once again, are great.

Original version by The Postal Service

Cover version by The Shins




So there's that.




Random lyric of the day:

We live in a beautiful world,
Yeah we do, yeah we do,
We live in a beautiful world,
Oh, we're sinking like stones,
All that we fought for,
All those places we've gone,
All of us are done for.

The Response Blog: WW, Mr. C, & Contests

Taking it back to the UFC layout:

Preliminary Fight:First off, I hope you guys appreciate my commitment to the first word in "wordless wednesdays." However, the responses from yesterday's post require some feedback. Just to clear things up:

1) It was a friend's house, not mine. But we still had fun nonetheless.

2) I know some of the poses looked flamboyant, but I was trying to replicate some of my favorite wrestlers poses like this:

and this:

haha, i don't think that made it any better, but the above is a guy from back in the day called "Macho Man" Randy Savage, and that twirl thing I was doing with the cape was trying to be like he used to do. We kind of had the same one, huh?

Undercard: So the other day I posted an Under My Covers blog and Mr. Condescending asked if I knew any artists from today that would go with some of the bands he listened to. I'm choosing to respond in a blog because I only have a couple so if anybody reading this wants to help (jeanette, i'm looking at you my musical buddy) feel free. But here is the few I came up with right now.

*Note* these bands don't sound exactly like the ones he mentioned, but my theory is that if you enjoy those bands, you should enjoy the following:

Kings of Leon
Example: Notion & Crawl

Manchester Orchestra
Example: I've Got Friends & Wolves at Night

Silversun Pickups
Example: Well Thought Out Twinkles & Lazy Eye

Cage the Elephant
Example: Ain't No Rest for the Wicked & James Brown

That's all I can think of right now, but maybe some more inspiration will hit me (or fellow bloggers will be able to chip in). But yea, Mr. C, I hope you like these but don't be afraid to tell me if you don't.

Main Event: So I came back from a surprise one day trip to Crestview yesterday and found I had a package. These were the contents of said package:
It's basically what winners get in the mail. Well, winners of cool blog contests. Please click on the image so you can see the awesome artwork on cd's.

jeanette: Disc 1 is playing as I type this, ya know, cuz it's music to blog to. Thank you!

So that's it, but I wanted to let you know to drop whatever plans you have, because this weekend you are ALL going to be guests at my house ;)

Random lyric of the day:

I am slipping through, I am slipping through
I am slipping into the airwaves
(The static's where you'll find me)
And this is nothing new, you are slipping through
My fingers and into the airwaves
Into the airwaves

WW: Helping a Friend Move; A picture story involving chairs and capes/shower curtains

Under My Covers, Vol. 3 (updated)

So I really wanted to blog, but I couldn't figure out about what. I feel like a bunch of little things are happening (Russell Crowe playing Robin Hood -- they are making a Robin Hood?) but not enough for a post. So that's where that damn covers thing comes in handy, and at least it's not 4 hours ;)

But here are a few things:

*Does anyone do what I do with cd's and as soon as you buy them/download them you listen to them a few times and then go onto something else, but something will trigger it and you end up coming back to said cd? I do it all the time. I will be like "this cd is ok" and move on, then hear a song in a movie or someone will talk about it, I will go back to it and like it. The two cd's that I am currently going through this process with is Anberlin's "Cities" and taking it WAY back to Something Corporate's "Songs for Silent Movies." Not sure if the second one was an actual cd, but I downloaded it somehow...

*This week is looking good. I have a pizza date tomorrow where I will be getting my big kahuna from Brick Oven. Then on Wednesday I may have a partner in the studio. I like doing the show and everything, but it can get boring (and lonely) in there sometimes. To end the week? Beach trip.

*So I've begun to realize that my blog is very music related. I hope that's still cool with people. I think I am going to add a new weekly blog thing that will replace Flashback Friday. FF was cool, but it was starting to get hard looking back at stuff that is no longer going on. It may still make a few guest appearances though. But like I said, I am working a new weekly thing and soon you will all be guests in my house (courtesy of a great idea by Mr. Condescending)

*Lastly, my created fighter in the UFC game got knocked out today. After going 9-0. Ah, what are you gonna do?

On to the cover. This one, you will most likely know. But I heard it on the radio and I figured I would do something about it. Mainly because when it was going strong on the radio I wasn't deep into this and the whole point of the cover thing is to get people's opinions on it. I know one blogger's (she posted it one of hers a while ago) but I am curious what everybody else thinks. Especially when the cover is a rock band from today covering a slow 80's song. Song in question: Careless Whisper.

Original version by WHAM (or George Michael, whichever credit you prefer)

Cover version by Seether

*BONUS* -- More of a dance version cover with All Time Low, 3OH!3 & Juliet Sims
(thank you to jeanette for throwing this one in there)

Sidenote: what happened to Seether? Back in the day I would put them in the same category of Slipknot and System of a Down. Then they did the song with Amy Lee from Evanescence, this song, a cover of a Frank Sinatra song for iTunes and are touring with Nickelback. Things do change...


Oh, and I wasn't doing the random lyrics with music posts, but eff it. I'm bringing it back.

Random lyric of the day:

this is to a girl
who got into my head
with all the pretty things she did
hey
ya know
you keep me up in bed
this is to a girl
who got into my head
with all these fucked up things i did
hey
maybe
baby you could keep me up in bed
my konstanine

The 4 Hour Extravaganza

Had a really good weekend so far. Friday, went up to help Jme, with the help of a mutual friend, move into her new apartment (across the street) and then finished today. After helping her, helped another friend move. Both paid us back in food, how nice of them? Anyways, here is the top 3 memorable things to occur from the past 48 hours:

3) Random picture taking (Wordless Wednesday maybe?)

2) Breaking a drum stick on Rock Band

1) Finding out a friend of mine was watching a porn and then realized, when the girl's face was finally shown, that it was his step-sister. Wow. I have no idea what I would do in that situation.

But on to the real reason you clicked on here... The Show:

All Things Rock - 7/15/09 by okarmmr

Breakdown is as follows...

Beginning: Drum N Bass remix and then some old school

33:25 - 1:30:57: Special Guest Setlist (from jeanette at Cooler Ranch of Nacho Cheese?)

1:31:31 - 2:30:10: Setlist dedicated to my brothers

2:30:32 - 3:32:38: Then & Now Setlist

End: Acoustic songs + a few bonus tracks

NOTES

*As with other ones, the volume may be kinda low, so you may have to turn it up.

*This file is REALLY big. So you may need to press play, then pause and then walk away and let it load. Also, it may slow your computer down. It may. Sorry about that.

*At the beginning, I play a Metallica song and the volume goes down. That's because I tried to talk over it but pressed the wrong mic button. So that is why it all the sudden goes down, and then comes back up. Because I am an idiot.

*The hour dedicated to my brothers is kinda harder, with some screamo thrown in. If that's not your thing, skip on (that's why I broke it down)

*At the very end is a shoutout to a very dedicated follower/listener. Is this a cheap way to get her (and anybody else out of curiousity) to listen the whole thing? Yes, and I am ok with that. Little trivia: the recording actually cut out early, so the last two songs I spliced in there. I mean, one of them was the shoutout ;)

So there it is. Listen while you clean the house, read a book, take a bath... whatever. As for me, I am about to go to sleep and wake up to a very lazy Sunday. And I can't wait.

Under My Covers, Vol. 2 (updated)

*The roommates are off seeing Harry Potter. I did not tag along because I have only seen the third one and have read 0 of the books so I know I would be lost. One day, I will pull a HP marathon. But with them gone, I feel like I wanted to blog but nothing has been really happening worth blogging about. Maybe something exciting this weekend. I will be in Troy. But after that, probably nothing.

*Also, show was great last night. I am working on tweaking the file (you will see why when I'm done). But I think you will like it.

Anyways, on to the post. On the first one of these, there was virtually no positive feedback. It's cool with me, I'm not in the band so I don't get my feelings hurt. I actually liked the honesty. But because of that, I'm not sure where I want to go with the next one. I am going to try and stay away from the Punk Goes... series for as long as I can cuz those are almost too easy.

Ok here is my thing about covers: I don't really like a hardcore band covering a hardcore song. It just ends up sounding the same. Although there a few here and there that are good. My favorite kinds are when a guy covers a girls song or vice versa, it's an acoustic cover of a fast song or if it crosses genres, like this one, where we go from R&B/pop to Alternative.

Today's cover: Cry Me A River

Original version by Justin Timberlake

Cover version by Lostprophets (please forgive the quality)

*Click here to see where Justin Timberlake stole an idea got his inspiration from. Thanks to the teacup girl for the find (and yes, I did get that name from the Caped Tirader's blog roll)

What do you think? Did they do it justice? Did they butcher it? Make it better? Obviously I like it, but I'm curious as to what you think...

Wordless Wednesdays: Mortal Kombat as a college freshman

Under My Covers, Vol. 1

*I stole the idea for the title of this blog from someone's show on our college radio station. I just wanna say that I can't take credit for it.

So, as you can see, I came up with a new idea for a post. This won't be a daily thing, but just rather whenever I get the inspiration. It's pretty self explanatory what it is, just showcasing some awesome covers. Since there is literally a million out there, I will probably use this whenever I get blogger's block.

But what better way to start off than with one of the greatest songs ever. Not one of the greatest rock songs or any genre defining term, but just plain greatest songs ever.

I am talking about "Wish You Were Here"


Original Version by Pink Floyd


Cover Version by Circa Survive


What do you think? Did they do it justice? Did they butcher it? Make it better? Obviously I like it, but I'm curious as to what you think...

Exit Light, Enter Night

After watching some UFC this weekend, let's do this post in their style.


Preliminary Fight: As I mentioned in my one of my previous posts, I get into bands late. Just like Bob Marley, it took me a while to warm up to Metallica. And also just like Bob Marley, I wouldn't say that I am "into" them, but I just downloaded their discography after a) Brock Lesnar came out to "Enter Sandman" and b) I am going through the songs for my show on Wednesday and I wanted to go a little old school. Oh, by the way. Wednesday's show SHOULD be a four hour extravaganza. I already have one hour of good tunes lined up courtesy of a blogger friend with seriously good taste in music. Point is, I'm listening to them right now. If you really wanna get down to it, I'm listening to "The Black Album."

Undercard: Just a little warning, this next spot is strictly sports talk. If that's not your thing, you may just want to skip over right now to the part labeled "Main Event." So while I know some people, I am still sort of a rookie in the UFC game, but I really enjoy it. I enjoy watching it with the family and now that I know some of the names, I have begun cheering for some guys I really like to see. My top 3 are Rampage Jackson, Forrest Griffin and Brock Lesnar. This Saturday was UFC 100, so the number was a big deal. And if you have Yahoo as your home page you are aware that there was some controversy this weekend. Before we got to that, let me recap.
The first fight, none of us knew the two fighters. I was writing down our picks and I honestly put J for the Japanese guy (nobody picked the white guy). The Japanese guy ended up winning a decision, but the fight was kinda boring. A lot of the times they were just standing there feeling each other out.
The second fight contained one of the most viscous knockouts I have ever seen. It was the conclusion of a reality show in which the two guys were coaches. During the show, words were exchanged but it was primarily one sided. The smack talking guy (Micheal Bisping) was the one who got knocked out. And it was a 1,2,3 combo. One punched rocked him and sent him down, his head bounced off the mat, and then the winner (Dan Henderson) gave him an extra punch just to make sure. After the fight, they asked him if he knew Bisping was out and he replied "I thought he might have been, but I just wanted to shut him up."
The next fight featured a guy named George St. Pierre, or known to his fans as GSP (pictured in the red shorts). I stupidly picked the other guy just because everybody else picked GSP. After watching this fight, I can now say I am a fan of his. He fought clean. Never got frustrated and always seemed in control. I will never pick against him again.However, it was the main event featuring Brock Lesnar vs. Frank Mir that got the most attention before and after the fight. While the UFC is not the WWE, this fight definitely had a storyline. Lesnar had come in from the WWE and lost his first fight to Mir. Lesnar went on a winning streak afterward, even capturing the Heavyweight title. So it was inevitable that a rematch was going to happen. The weeks leading up to the fight, Mir had gotten on the radio and every other place that would listen and talked basically of how "he beat him before, he would do it again." For the most part, Lesnar kept quiet only replying to Mir's comments saying how he had him beat in the first fight, but made a mistake. On Saturday, after the fight got taken to the second round, Lesnar got Mir against the cage and proceeded to go in with flying fists ultimately getting the win. It was post-fight that you may have read about. He went up to a dazed Mir and simply said "talk all that shit now." Then, after a chorus of boos proceeded to give the fans the one finger salute. After some other comments (including: saying he beat Mir "with the horseshow that was stuck up his ass," that he drink Coors Light, not Bud Light who was sponsoring the event and then claimed he might get on top of his wife tonight) it almost seemed as if the UFC had it's first bad boy. But not so fast as the owner, Dana White, spoke to Lesnar and it resulted in Lesnar apologizing for his comments in the post press conference. My thoughts: If you are going to cheer a sport that glorifies knockouts and submissions you can't condemn a man for acting like a jerk. Especially since he came out, took the high road, and apologized for his actions. Yet still, the sports media and others want to say that Lesnar had no class and people can't wait to see him get beat. That's fine, that's what fighting is for. To see if a guy can beat the other guy. But I strongly feel that the only reason there is even a controversy is because Lesnar used to compete in the WWE, and he "acted like it" on Saturday. If it was any other fighter, say a Rampage Jackson, people would think nothing of it. The only thing that is for sure is Lesnar's next fight should get a lot of attention. It already has mine.

Main event: So if you actually read that, kudos to you. If you did skip down to here, I have to give you another warning, this could get graphic. But along with the fight, here is what my Saturday night/Sunday morning was like. Waiting for the fight to start, I hung out with the kids and pretty much all day Saturday watched a combination of Wall E and Monsters, Inc. I mean, if that doesn't get you ready for people to beat the crap out of each other, I don't know what does. Well, as mentioned before, our policy is that you pick a fighter and if they lose, you have to take a shot. The fight finally rolled around and one of the guys had already started drinking. I was kinda late, but picked up a little bit after I ate. I started off with a mix drink combining some drink that Diddy endorses and lemonade. My shots were of Southern Comfort and then my drinks the rest of the night were Smirnoffs (ya know, my girly drinks). Now, I do not say this to be cool or anything, these are just details to the story. This was actually the most I have ever had, and ironically this was the night where I won the most fights (4 out of 5). But I ended up taking other people's shots because back when I was scared to even touch alcohol, they took mine when I lost. Well, when the night died down, my sister and I were still going. It was pretty fun with events such as trapping a bug under a cap bottle and making him dizzy to one of the deepest talks we have ever had outside on the porch. Oh, there were also some UFC tapouts going on (none of which were mine). One thing I thought was funny was whenever my sister left for something, I could have fallen asleep wherever she left me. So I almost fell asleep outside, in the kitchen or in the dining room. But she came back and like I said, we had a really good talk. Then we went our separate ways to dreamland and everything was fine. Until I woke up. And had the worst headache in my life. And I was just hoping that that was it. Of course, it wasn't. As soon as I stood up, I realized that if I didn't do something, I was going to be throwing up. And I know no one writes down in their profiles that they love throwing up, but I personally can't stand it. In fact, it had been 6 years since I had done the whole vomiting thing. But I guess it finally caught up with me. After going into my sister's bathroom and staring at the toilet for ten minutes trying to psyche myself up to go through it, I knew it was time. My brother in law had come in and asked if I was ok, but once I started the dry heaving, he was out. And I hated that, the coughs where nothing was coming or happening except my man parts were starting to hurt. But eventually, after a few false starts, the last night's meal started to flow out where it had come from. And then an amazing thing happened: I felt so much better. Although, it was still kind of gross to blow my nose and have the chunks of vomit come out, but at least it was over. I still sort of felt like crap so I sweated it out the rest of day and still feel sort of bad today (but that could be lack of sleep).

All in all, it was a great weekend. But the whole "hangover" thing is not happening again. At least, not on a day before I have to make the four hour drive back to Auburn. But yea, my first night really getting into it may be my last. I may just have to return to my girly drinks and leave it at that, but even those don't sound great right now.

Bonus track: After the girl's latest post, my wanting of a tattoo has shot up dramatically. I think I have given the big Fuck You to the pain, I just now have to get my finances in order. And still figure out what to get, haha.

(Kinda) Random lyric of the day:

Hush little baby, dont say a word
And never mind that noise you heard
Its just the beast under your bed,
In your closet, in your head

Flashback Friday: November 15, 2005

With all the celebrity deaths in the past few weeks, I decided I would flash back to the only one that hit me. Now, watching professional wrestling for all of the 22 years of my life, I have heard of the passing of A LOT of wrestlers. Sadly, the ones that have any affect are the ones that are still wresting at that time of their death such as Owen Hart, Brian Pillman and even Chris Benoit. But Eddie Guerrero was different. As you can see by what I wrote, he was more than just "a wrestler." While I didn't know him personally, he just seemed like an all around good guy.

*Speaking of Chris Benoit, it's hard to talk about a wrestler death and not talk about him. Especially when him and Eddie were good friends outside of wrestling. So in the video at the bottom, you will see him pop up a few times. But don't worry, the Benoit story will get its own post one day.

*One more bit of trivia, the month of November in 2005 was especially crazy because a week or so after this, I lost a very good friend of mine. And trust me, his post will also come at some point. But needless to say, November is not a very good month for me.

*Oh, and with this subject comes a good bit of wrestling talk. But hopefully you can get past that. And hopefully you can enjoy the video as well.

*Last bit of trivia: this was the first blog I ever published on myspace. Good times.

So yea, I should be working on my essay, but I can't get this shit off of my mind, so here goes...

On Sunday morning, I learned the news, like many others, that Eddie Guerrero had passed away. As Frisco said when I told him, "that came out of nowhere". Especially because that exact night he was supposed to be involved in a triple threat match with Batista and Randy Orton for the Championship, and it was highly rumored that he was going to be the winner in that match. It was supposed to be the main event in a "supershow", where both RAW and Smackdown! shows would be taped back to back. After the news, all plans were scraped, and they turned both shows into tribute shows where the wrestlers had the choice to give testimonies, wrestle, or do both. Thier would be no storylines, just matches, if they wanted to.

All day yesterday the wrestling world was buzzing about the news. I still get made fun of to this day of still being a wrestling fan, but it is my thing. Some people love football, some people love cars, I love wrestling. It's that simple. On every wrestling site there is, all had posted the news with deep sympathy towards his friends and family. Even WWE's competition, TNA (Total Nonstop Action) said a few words on thier main home page. He had affected that many people. He had been in the wrestling business roughly 15 years, and had fought in Japan, Mexico, ECW, WCW, and then finally WWF/WWE. Throughout his career, he had made several friendships, and while not always a fan favorite, he was still one that people came to see, whether it was to cheer or to boo.

In the middle of his career, Eddie was released for drug abuse. Drugs took over his life so bad that he almost lost his life in a car crash. After years of battling his demons, he finally made a clean and sober return to professional wrestling in 2002, and started the last, and greatest, run of his career. In February 2004, he became the first latino ever to win the Championship Belt. On his dvd entitled "Cheating Death, Stealing Life", it shows his mom in the back hugging him and crying with him. It then showed him get on a cell phone and call his wife, breaking down and telling her "Thank you" for all that she had done for him. Clearly, Eddie was a man who loved his family and his family loved him in return. Say what you want about wrestling being "fake" and it's all storylines, but when they decide to give you that belt, it is because you earned it. Eddie had definitely earned it.

Eddie was one of the most entertaining guys in the business. He adopted the motto of "Lie, Cheat, and Steal". He did funny videos that showed him and his nephew using that motto to steal stuff and lie thier way around town.

My favorite memory of Eddie was the first time I saw him live (to the best of my knowledge, there have been so many...). It was in Dothan, the first time they had been to that town in years. He was in a tag match, and since it was not being televised, he would mess around with the crowd. He was the one you could count on to sign autographs, and to put on a show for everybody.

Eddie was never my favorite wrestler, but he was one I always enjoyed watching. I will deeply miss seeing him, as he brought a new light every time he was on TV. My thoughts go out to his family, who has lost a good man. To his daughters who will have to graduate, go to prom, and get married without thier father. To his wife, who once thier children get older, will not have her husband around to enjoy the good life with. To the wrestlers who shed tears tonight telling stories about his life.

Rest In Peace Eddie Guerrero. You were a good man, and you will be missed.

Video from his Hall of Fame induction:

Celebrations and Contemplations

50th post today, YES!!!! It seems like it was just three or so months ago I started this little thing. Oh wait, it was. Man, I get addicted fast...

Anyways, this post, once again, is going to be all over the place. Look for storytelling, random bits, and responses. Ready? GO!

*I am currently listening to Bob Marley while writing this. I have to admit, I got into him WAY late. Although, I still wouldn't consider myself "into" him. but I like him now. During our road trip, he popped up a lot. Anyways, he puts me in a good mood. And that is always a good thing.

*Tonight was random, but fun. I had sort of plans to hang out with this girl tonight, but when the day started I thought "I really don't want to do this." So I made myself busy, figuring out that J Beezy is going to be gone next week so I told this girl that I would reschedule and hang out next week so I can visit with J Beezy for a bit. We ended up meeting up with a another friend (trivia wise -- the friend that this girl made out with) and went to a random lake. I didn't bring my swimwear (they weren't ready for that visual anyways) but Hedman (the dude) brought some guns so I shot some beer cans. Good old Alabama fun, huh? Afterward, we went back to J Beezy's and played some Mario Party on the Wii. I definitely think I am getting hooked on Mario Party, both the DS or Wii version.

*Let's get this little bit out of the way. Last night, we took a trip home and back to put some random stuff we have had in the house I live in to put it in my dad's storage shed. While there, I met up with some people that are still in that area that we haven't seen in a while such as an old roommate of mine who is now married with a kid. Since I haven't seen her in at least two years, that was good. Sat with another friend of mine where she worked at PoFolks (a southern restaurant). She was actually the friend that a few posts ago made me question whether I go to Crestview too much. She sort of said something again.

Me: "I don't know where I will be after college, but it won't be here, in this state."

Her (with an attitude): "Yea, it will probably be in Crestview."

Me: "Was there attitude in there?"

Her: "Yea, I'm just jealous cuz you always go there, but you never visit here."

Me: "Let me ask you a question, what does my house look like?"

It was nice to shut her down seeing as how I have been living at the same spot for two years, a spot she has yet to see, and she tried to make me feel bad for not seeing her enough. It was great. But that wasn't the best part of the night. This was:

*In order to go to the storage shed, I had to pass the gas station where my ex-girlfriend (who, I have officially changed in these blogs to be labeled as "you") works. I told my friend who was riding with me that if her car was there, I was going to kind of freak out, but if it wasn't I would be ok. Well, her car was there, and she was outside smoking. Then I saw her hug a dude. As a friend of mine said, it's like being hit with a sledgehammer. We got to the shed and I called J Beezy to ask if I should walk in there. She said yes, I agreed and so we did. I walked in first, went straight for the drinks, and she saw my friend first. When he mentioned that he was with me, he said her face went to shock (my "home" is two hours away, so for me to be there on a Wednesday is really random) then she saw me. We gave our awkward waves, but when I got up there, I got a hug, he got a hug, you said you were glad we came in, I paid for my stuff, and left. Nevermind that my hands were nervously shaking when reaching to my wallet or I stuttered when talking to you or that I about passed out when it was over. Best part though? You told me I should say hi to your friend (which we don't get along -- that is a whole nother post entirely). So I walked up to her, said what's up and hoped she was doing good. I can tell by the look on her face it totally messed her up, in that she wasn't expecting that at all. But as far as you go, hopefully, now that it's over, when you come back in August to go to school, it won't be so bad.

*What won't be so bad? This weekend. I know I go to Crestview to see my sister a lot, but this weekend is special. Her sister and her sister's husband and thier kids are coming. I love her kids. They are somewhere around 7,6 and 4. I need to double check that. But expect plenty of pictures after this weekend. And we are all meeting up for UFC 100 featuring Brock Lesnar (who I like and my sister hates). Our rule during the fights is that everybody picks who is going to win each fight and if you lose you have to take a shot. So this could be fun.

*Final thing to say: followers and comments. I am very appreciative to all the new followers I have gotten. I have tried to check out your blogs as well, but forgive me if I haven't made my way over there yet. Next week, I plan to check out not only them, but the other two guys that the girl recommended over on her blog. And I plan to go check out some old posts I haven't gotten to read, most notably some of Melissa's stories. But I try to leave little small comments (or in jeanette's or the girl's cases, mini stories). And due to request, I have tried to get into the habit of returning comments left on my page. I am still a rookie, but I am getting there. The only one I don't respond too is Wordless Wednesdays, as I try to play up the whole "wordless" thing. But if I have been slacking, I apologize but I will get on the ball. Starting soon. Trust me.

Random lyric of the day:

Look up, I look up at night,
Planets are moving at the speed of light.
Climb up, up in the trees,
every chance that you get,
is a chance you seize.
How long am I gonna stand,
with my head stuck under the sand?
I'll start before I can stop,
before I see things the right way up.

Wordless Wednesdays: Cupcakes... and gummy bears

*These were taken when we attempted to make cupcakes for a friend last fall. And then our random sense of humor kicked in...