Odd Couple

So I spent a good part of this afternoon watching Matrix Reloaded followed by Punch-Drunk Love. Here's my assessment of the two:

The only redeeming quality of Matrix Reloaded and ultimately the entire series is Laurence Fishburne. Which is why the 3rd was so bad, little to no Fishburne.

Punch-Drunk Love is a modern day retelling of the popeye story. The none to subtle hinting of the song from the original motion picture (which is better than you remember), should not be overlooked. Barry Egan is both Popeye and Bluto(Brutus), at war with himself. Bluto manifests in his violent outbursts and the large-imposing blue suit. Popeye is of course a lonely sailor lost in a sea of anxiety caused by the Sea Hag (his sisters). Both terribly sexually frustrated. Then there's the Goons or the blond brothers. Then a million other things I could go over but I'll leave it up to you. Here's the theory Paul Thomas Anderson an admitted Altman devotee, saw Altman's Popeye and had to make his own version. This isn't the first time. Magnolia is Anderson's Short Cuts.

Take the above as seriously as you'd like.

One more thing..

There also maybe a new comic artist on the horizon....stay tuned.

Nerd Alert, indeed.

So Stephen hipped me to his friends' online video game shows. And I had the pleasure of meeting him. His name is Jim. His one-man videos are great. But I'd really like to help him turn them into something more. See his stuff here.

This may very well be the next item under the project column at right. Hopefully Jim and I will be able to sit down and talk sometimes this week.

As a little teaser I have a music collab. I'm trying to make happen. If it comes together it will blow your pants off. That's a guarantee.

2 weeks late

So here's the deal, I trimmed up bit to wrestle last year. Well after all hell broke loost this past year, I stopped watching what I ate. My job become more desk-tied and I was drinking probably a bit more than I should have been. So now it's time to go back into action. Tom Venuto has a great ebook on natural fitness, Burn the Fat, Feed the Muscle. And a website to support the plan. I used his plan previously to trim up and found it not necessarily easy but fulfilling. I feel good when I'm on it. Some cardio time, lifting and plenty of quality protein and carbs does a body good.

Rework1

So the big plan for this year is to get ¡Bike_Gang! completed and to the masses. I have a small acting part in the live action/animated trilogy of shorts. But my main role is Executive Producer. The majority of my work will be happening pre and post production. In preproduction I'm working to make sure everything is done in a timely and professional manner. In post I'll be getting the heat on the streets and cheeks in the seats.

On November 11th, (my bday no doubt) following the largest comic book convention in town we threw a live art show together that was a huge success. We raised a grand for Heroes 4 Heroes. And got the word out about the film with some Wizard magazine coverage no less.

My hope is to have the final cut by the same time next year to debut either at the convention or at the ultra-hip after party.

Back Again

I've redesigned my blog with the new, easier to work with blogger. Right now I'm in love with it. But things will undoubtedly change. I love the pic of my new favorite comic-book character Thanos in the upper-right corner. Wolverine used to be, but his character has deevolved horribly since I used to read comic books religiously as a teen. I hear the Wolverine movie will be out in 2008. It will probably suck. I should have somebody to write a Thanos script and get Darren Aronofsky to direct it. Using his new fangled Fountain effects.

BTW I have seen a particularly few amount of films this year but The Fountain and Scorsese's The Departed are where it's at for my money. Oh and Miami Vice was both better and truer to the original series than anyone wants to admit.



I've been preaching the gospel for almost 3 years now. So here is a big I told you so. The world finally agrees with me that the BEST show on television and quite possibly in history is The Wire.

Frankie R. Faison as Commisioner Burell
truly shines in season 4

Nice.

I went very hard today, probably too hard. 8 mins @ 170. I couldn't go anymore. I was getting that burning sensation in the back of my throat. Not as long as I wanted to go but harder than I planned. So progress is made. Good.

I think I'm going to do the diabetes walk in september. I should have done something like this a long time ago. Thanks to Sarah R. for the idea.

I will attempt to keep my current schedule over the weekend. The weekend is what fucks me up. Except Sunday because I have a party to go to on Saturday night after I help Ryon move in. No drinking. It will be tough. Parties are so much more fun when drinking. Hopefully that fiesty little puerto rican will be there, ignoring her boyfriend and keeping me busy.

I had a talk with and old friend last night that mainly involved a lot of yelling and threats. How refreshing...

Champagne

Last night I dreamed something cool but I dont remember it.

Resolution will not come. It must be found.

BTW 8 minutes hard today. Tomorrow 10 @ 160.

So Dork.

Last night I dreamed of alien invasion and horrible curses put upon households by decrepit woman wandering into houses. I also dreamed I beat the shit out of some two-bit prowrestler in an afternoon MMA fight. It diminished the credibility of his match scheduled for after the sun went down.


I'm looking at the edge of what might be one of the hardest periods in my life. Familial obligations overwhelm me. Feelings of abandonement and hopelessness abound. I've lost all sense of accomplishment from wrestling by completing a copletely winless season. I'm out of shape. And so very poor (financially). As far as women go, all I seem to attract are poor, damaged souls in need of a launching pad.

But enough of the self-pity. I'm picking myself back up. I'm standing up. Oh and my friends are doing amazing things.

Post X-mas

Viva King Kong! oh wait.. I guess that's a bit ill-fated.

So things have been a bit rough and tumble in the princedom these days. The patriarch's resources coming up a bit short has left me with a much larger burden than expected. But mostly it's all the non-material emotional bullshit that's the heaviest.

I got my ass handed to me at the wrestling tournament but I will be wrestling much more soon and will be apart of the inaugural UTA wrestling team. Now If I could just resist the urge to go and spend ridiculous amounts of money on getting me and my friends drunk, I might actually be able to repeat some prior success.

I've been regulated to dial-up internet service.

My first and last christmas present was a punch in the stomach from my best friend, in the front lawn of my parents house at 4 or 5 o'clock in the morning.

I wish I was back in Corpus Christi...why'd I leave? oh that's right, I'm supposed to be trying to forget.

This is all a pretty bit bottom-heavy. I'm happy to be wrestling again. I'm happy to be the same super-cool dude I've always been.

I've got two thing in life, my family and my friends and I dont break either of those for nobody.

After years of waiting...

Well it looks like it's going to happen after all. I'll be wrestling a gain this saturday.

It's kind of hard to believe after 6 years I'll be competing in the ring again. I've got to cut weight though.

It's already starting to put me in a strange but familiar state of mind. I'm not sure if it's because of the match coming up or the strenuous conditions I'm putting my body through. Only taking in about 1200 calories a day and I spend my b-day weekend working out about 3-5 hours a day. I woke up this morning at 5 to go run at the gym.

I wish I could explain the way I feel... but it makes sense. Since friday, I've started to feel more detached then I normally do. Less and less a person who inhabits a place with similar people running around.

I dont have any delusions of grandeur. I've been out of the game a long time and havent had partners my size to workout with. But I am somewhat in shape thanks to the past few months of hard work.

I've never had to cut weight before. But I think I can do it.

It still hasn't sunk in that I'll be wrestling in less than a week.

I'm thankful because I've got a lot of people behind me.

I also might be boxing in the Golden Gloves tournament in February. My dad was 2nd in the state at Golden Gloves, we'll see how I do. In the meantime I've got a lot of work ahead of me.

Black-Eyed Journalism

Two More articles in the Tarrant County College paper:

here:

http://www.tccd.edu/collegian/articles101905/wrestlershead.html

and here:

http://www.tccd.edu/collegian/articles101905/ptkspeaker.html

and it looks like this week I get the back cover page.

I attribute my journalism success to the unconventional interview techniques I employ. It's amazing, the information you'll get out of someone when you show up with your clothes completely soaked in sweat, a black eye, red-swollen knuckles that can barely grip a pen and a big, toothy grin.

You bet your balls it's Neil Diamond

Why is Japanese Pro Wrestling so much cooler than US pro wrestling?

is it possible to be a lover without being a fighter?

I had half convinced myself I had no business being a fighter and yet here I go again. I busted out my old gi (the thick one that makes you sweat alot) and tried out a new fight-school. I went back and forth throughout the day whether to go or not. Then when I got home from work and received some bad news, I knew that the only thing that would do me any good was some good old fashioned ass-whoopin.

That's how you know you love something if when you do it nothing else matters. The walls could be crashing in on you and you wouldn't notice. For 2 hours I get to dance in the rain.

Some rhymes I wrote in my head at work:

I roll a C-R-V I dont tip in a lac
and I dont wear a chain 'cause Kermit's got my back.


That's the idea of it. The flow I had in my head earlier sounded a lot better but I cant remember it well. But I just thought it would be funny to be rappin with my plush Kermit the Frog (with velcro hands) hanging on my neck the way I used to walk around when I was a kid.

Reach out and touch faith.

Thanks to my comrade Kozhev for the War of the Worlds toon link.

I've never been much of a dater. In fact a couple of years ago I proudly claimed "I dont date." With my former theory being that you just go around making friends and one-day poof one of those cool friends turns into your girlfriend. Well that happened..kinda. And now while not all hope is lost with this special friend. It will be awhile before we can be together again, if at all. But the problem is I hold my good friends very close to my heart and once this friend became more than she, enveloped me. I would and did do anything for her. And in the end that meant making sure she got out of town safely. It took a long time to heal from this seperation and I'm still healing. So I've been passive/aggresively dating.

..and it appears I'm running the gamut of dating. The "old friend let's go out and feel this dating thing out" date (only worked when I was drunk) - The "I just met you at a bar let's go out" date (not even when I was drunk) - And now coming soon The "hooked-up by a friend blind date" (phone conversation went well, we shall see) She's older than me by 3 years. This is the first older woman I've dated since high school. Well let's be honest only the 4th or 5th woman I've dated period, since high school. But still the last girl I was "with" was 3 years younger than me and that's probably a good reason why we had such a hard time.


Paintball, arrggh!! I love it! Come play with me sometime. It's my landlocked surfing. I like to play here: Outdoor Adventures on Saturday Nights from 7:00p.m. - 3:00a.m.

I got a cameraphone:


I got some great pics of my coworker: "Dirty White-Chocolate Jesus" playing flow-rack frogger 5 stories up in the sky

I'll be posting some pics soon.

War of the Cakes.

So far so good on the training tip.

I saw War of the Worlds this ID4 (hah! get it?). Loved it. Go see it. Repeat: Go See It!! I'm a spielberg fan through and through. From fucking Jaws chomping through shit to the AI aliens, the whole bit. AI in all it's overblown grandeur nailed it as far as I'm concerned. Minority Report is a helluva lot better than you remember. I guarantee.

War of the Worlds is fucking gut-wrenching, nail-biting tension. I've never been so tense in a movie for so long. I was along for the ride and running for my life. All this to say, it needs to be seen in theaters. This is a theater movie if ever there was one. Go see it.


The day before I saw Layer Cake. It was great. Daniel Craig is great and apparently doing well for himself from rumors of the next bond to having a big role in the next spielberg movie. The guy's charming as hell and fun to watch. Personally, I'll take Matthew Vaughn's realistic smart characters over Guy Ritchie's quirky cartoon-like crooks, any day. Not to mention it's nice to be free of Ritchie's stereotypical black characters bugging this shit out of my conscience.

Look out for the apparently random beating in the middle of the movie. It was one of the more intense beatings I've seen in a while that churned my stomach. Fun british-crook movie all the way through the twisty-turvy ending. Oh and also the assassination scene: my gosh, so cool.

both feet off the merry-go-round

Well if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go on an overnight drunk and in 4 and a half months I'm going to set out for the sport that took my knee and destroy it.

I like me.

In an email to a friend:

"I really like books. A good meaty book goes a long way with me. Even short-stories are hard for me to get into. Sun Also Rises is my favorite, hands down. I read it about every-other year and fall in love with it every time. This is why I can understand the attraction of poetry without necessarily feeling it myself: I can't tell you why I like Sun Also Rises. I just do. It's not the most well-written. It's not the most compelling. There's just something about it, you know? That's what I appreciate about poetry it's allusions to and attempts at grasping for something that cant necessarily be put directly into words."

I like googling: friends.

That's my friend Jon....athan lying to a bunch of people he doesnt know.