Thirty Days Of Dougie III – Day 8: Wrestling, Blessings and Bears… Oh my!

Thirty Days of Dougie III – Day 8: Wrestling, Blessings and Bears… Oh My!
November 28, 2013

So the turkey is in the oven and things are proceeding fairly well here at the Maynard / Brannan household. I was going to take a nap, but what the heck. Instead of doing that and wasting the morning, I’d much rather just sit here and do my “Thirty Days” piece. I’m not going to do the “Magic Box” thing today. Instead, I’m just going to ramble about whatever comes across my mind. Some of the things already going through my head are how to freshen up the WWE and “sports-entertainment”, some of the things I’m thankful for, some people that are on my mind and Lord knows what else.

Doesn’t this sound like it should be a fun read?

Let’s start off with the easy thing and that’s the WWE and the world’s greatest sport, pro wrestling. It’s stale and boring more often than not and there’s a reason for that. There are only so many matches that a company can have using the same five or ten people. They need new blood. The good thing about the old “territory days” was that there were constantly people coming and going and the dynamics never remained the same for long. Someone would come in, stay a year or so, and then when they start to seem over-exposed, they were gone and we had someone else coming in.

And now, with these contracts and long-term deals, we get the same people over and over and over. How many John Cena versus Randy Orton matches are we supposed to watch before we get tired of it and start tuning out?

Obviously, giving the wrestlers rest periods, three or four month intervals to “refresh the gimmick” and what not isn’t really feasible. If the WWE is paying someone several hundred thousand dollars a year, they’re not going to let them sit and home and not be used. So what should a company do?

More “short term deals” like the WWE recently did with Chris Jericho and RVD. Bring “names” in for short durations to add name value, fresh matches and build the brands. Wouldn’t it be great to just see random names pop up from time to time, coming to the company for a set goal or to achieve revenge against someone. And if they get over and sign on for longer deals, so be it and if they only work three months or six months, that’s cool too. Keep a permanent set of characters – the “home team” if you will, and keep others coming and going (older names, Japanese stars, Lucha stars, etc) to spice up the cards.

And if someone is getting a bit stale or over-exposed, let them go to NXT for a while or to the WWE Performance Center and use them to teach and mentor the up-and-coming talents and future WWE stars. They could still be working, but not on the main television so they would have a chance to kind of freshen themselves and their characters up.

I understand that the WWE main roster and “top level status guys” is kind of thin right now, but the WWE can’t go on with the same faces at the top time and time again. It just doesn’t work. Don’t punish the guys like Zack Ryder or Dolph who get themselves over. Use them and make the people happy. Just change things up from time to time and make the matches original and meaningful. It’s not an easy fix for the WWE to be sure, but it needs to be done.

Let’s move on.

Today is Thanksgiving. And in the spirit of this day, I want to just mention a few things that I’m thankful for in my life.

Flash forward – it’s now 3:19am on Friday morning. I never got any farther than the line above and got distracted and told myself I’d be right back to finish this. Looks like I was wrong. That’s been happening a lot lately. So here I am, almost fourteen hours later, and I guess I should go ahead and finish this.

So what am I thankful for? It’s hard to really talk about this because right now, at this particular moment, I’m not very thankful or thrilled with anything or anyone. Cooked for over five hours and ended up here alone. Sent plates to all of my family members, but didn’t actually see or talk to anyone except for Ma and that was kind of moot for me today. I have no job. I have very few real friends. And my future? Looks pretty damn bleak too. It just kind of hit me today that I don’t have a job and the main people I’ve been spending my time with and who I consider my friends, that’s just superficial bullshit! I’ve been gone from the store for a week as of tomorrow (today actually) and I have yet to hear from a single person at that store or company asking “how you doing?” or just saying “hello!” Not a damn one.

And my “friends”. I’m not knocking them. Ken and Tam have gone out of their way to look out for me and make me feel like I mean something to someone, but hell, they have so much going on and so many problems of their own that it’s not right or fair for me to depend on them or ask them for anything. And that leaves… just me. And right now, to be honest, I don’t have a fucking clue what to do next. I won’t give up. That’s for damn sure, but that’s more from being a stubborn-ass than anything else. I’m just lost right now.

I love my family, but I can’t relate to or understand most of them. I love and appreciate my friends and acquaintances, but what I have to do and deal with is not something they should have to bother with and can’t relate to. It’s my party and someone has to pay the band and that someone is me. Nobody else.

I’m thankful that I’m alive and breathing. I guess that’s a good thing. And that I do have some friends who can relate, to a point. And I’m glad that this day of friendship and togetherness and such is over. Hard to deal with when a person doesn’t have those things and is standing on the outside looking in. Better to move on to another day and quit dwelling on it. I’m thankful that life goes on. But then again, if I died tomorrow, would anyone really give a hoot anyhow? A few might frown and cry and some would be upset because they lose their meal ticket, but for the most part, it would make for some gossip and talk on FB for a day or two and then nothing. That’s how life goes and how things are. I really am not a happy person right now. Bleh!!

And now I’m thankful that this is over. I’m going to bed.

Ubuntu!Image

Wrestling Fact Or Fiction – November 28, 2013

Wrestling Fact Or Fiction
November 28. 2013

Happy Thanksgiving! Time to do that “Fact or Fiction” thing again. The questions aren’t mine. They come from 411mania.com/wrestling. The answers… that’s all me. Let’s do this.

Happy (belated) Birthday to my one true beloved, Lisa “Ivory” Moretti, who turned a very sexy 52 this week. Also, a (belated) Happy Birthday to one of the all-time greats and a true legend in every sense of the word, “Blackjack Mulligan” aka Bob Windham, who turned 72 a couple of days ago.

1. The booking of a World Title vs. WWE Title match at the TLC PPV feels very rushed.

FACT: Yeah, I think “rushed” is a nice way to put it. It’s the two biggest championships in the business and two of the top guys (allegedly) in the business. While I have no desire to see Orton versus Cena, there is an interest in seeing the two major titles unified. This match should be built up to and promoted and not just thrown out there to see if anyone is paying attention. It could be money for the WWE and in my opinion, should be built up slowly and done at one of the major pay-per-views that actually mean something. Instead, we get it in the middle of December when everyone will be more concerned about Christmas and if we’re going to be able to get health insurance by next year when our old policies have been cancelled and our costs are going up. Too much too quickly. Yeah, the WWE is dropping the ball here… again.

2. WWE’s booking of Roman Reigns at the Survivor Series was a great way to begin his rumored push.

FACT: Make him look strong at the Survivor Series, give him some good time in the Royal Rumble and let him have some great matches, both in tag and singles action along the way. Works for me.

3. By booking so many repeat matches, the post PPV editions of Raw are giving you less of a reason to buy WWE PPVs.

FICTION: The lame matches that we’ve already seen a dozen times and the piss-poor promotion is why I don’t buy pay-per-views. Well, that and money because they cost too damn much. Ain’t nobody got time for that. Why watch a pay-per-view and pay $50 or more when you’ll see all the highlights and repeats of the main event matches anyhow the next night on RAW? It doesn’t make sense and probably isn’t good for business.

4. Dixie Carter is correct when she says that TNA used Hulk Hogan too much on TV.

FICTION: When you are paying a talent as much as TNA was forking over to Hogan every week, they’d be stupid to not use him as often as possible. It may have been overkill for some of the TNA viewers, but if you’ve got to pay the $$, get your money’s worth.

5. Paying upwards of $12,000 for a WrestleMania front row seat is completely crazy.

FICTION: I’m a cheap-ass so I wouldn’t do it, but if someone has the money to spare and that’s their thing, more power to them. We all have our quirks and eccentricities, so what the hell. Go for it.

6. You are excited that WWE is reportedly releasing an Best of WCW PPV Matches DVD.

FACT: I grew up on Crockett and then WCW and am definitely a WCW guy. This is long overdue in my opinion and should have been done years ago.

7. TNA running a four of four-elimination tag team match on Thursday’s Impact is a mistake, mainly due to the fact that it will come just days after the Survivor Series PPV.

FICTION: It’s a blatant rip-off of the WWE and the Survivor Series to be sure, but then again, so are 98% of the things that TNA does. Isn’t that right, Dixie? If it gives us some good and fresh matches and provides some excitement for the TNA fans, what the hell. Go for it!

8. AAA will debut on US TV in 2014 via the El Ray Network. Within a year, you expect them to be in heavy competition with TNA for the #2 company in the US.

FICTION: While AAA is entertaining to watch at times, the U.S. audience is kind of xenophobic and I can’t see them embracing the Lucha style with all that much passion. Some will turn in and watch occasionally, but as far as becoming regular AAA viewers, I can’t see it happening. TNA (and ROH) will fight for the #2 spot and groups like AAA, CZW, NWA Hollywood and the rest will just keep nipping at the heels.

And that’s it for now. Questions and comments are welcome. Again, Happy Thanksgiving to everyone. And I am out of here.

Ubuntu!

Thirty Days Of Dougie III – Day 7: Adventures Of The Home

Thirty Days Of Dougie III – Day 7: Adventures Of The Home
November 27, 2013

First I went and checked around the house to see where she was at. Asleep in the spare bedroom. That’s a good sign. So then I go to my bedroom and start stripping off the old sheets and pillowcases. I have to make this quick before she realizes what I’m doing. I go get the new sheets from the bathroom closet and go back into my room, peeking into the spare room to make sure that she’s still there. She is. I’ve got this licked.

I go into my room and start spreading out the fitted sheet to put it on my bed. I get three corners in place and think I hear a noise. I don’t see anything though so I continue with what I’m doing. The fourth corner is in place. Now it’s just a sheet and the comforter and I’m through. I open up the sheet and prepare to put in on the bed. I whip it across the bed.

And there she is, quickly up on the bed and under the sheet as it settles down across the bed.

The cat has come to “help me make the bed”.

I whip the sheets up into the air a few more times in order to even it out and make it all fit right and she’s up under the covers, running around. All I can see is a lump moving under the sheet as it settles into place. I flip the covers back and she’s just laying there, content and ready to play. Her eyes are twinkling and blazing and she’s just having a grand old time.

And that’s how it goes. I flip the sheet up a few more times into the air and she’s scurrying back and forth under it, just having fun. Finally, I pick her up and set her on the floor. Her ears go back and she’s not happy any more. How dare I interfere with her game of hide and seek and peek-a-boo.

I finally get the sheet straight and go pick up the comforter. I start to put it on the bed and there she is again, to “help”. The cat hasn’t been in my room in a week, but now that I’m trying to change my sheets, she’s all over the place and one hundred percent in the way… cause that’s her job and how she rolls.

And what should have taken five minutes tops ends up taking twice as long. But we ended up getting it done and she, my little fur-baby, Goldie, had some fun in the process.

The joys of having a cat.

And how has your day been?

Have a Happy Thankgiving.

Ubuntu!

Thirty Days Of Dougie III – Day 6: Racism

Thirty Days of Dougie III – Day 6: Racism
November 26, 2013

We’re just two days away from Thanksgiving, but to be honest, I’m not feeling very thankful right now. I just lost my job a few days ago, the man that I love is several hours away and we won’t be able to be together or most likely even talk this week, my health is falling apart pretty quickly and I need a freakin’ haircut. I do have a decent place to live, a pretty cool family, some awesome friends and plenty of food so those are all positives, but I’m still just not feeling it. I want to just go away and leave forever, never turning and looking back. I’m too old and too tired of this shit and the recent turns that life has taken. I’ll survive and bounce back. I always do. But it’s getting harder and harder each and every time and I’m having to reach more and more to find the energy, the strength and the will keep doing it. Is it really even worth it anymore? I just don’t freakin’ know.

Okay, enough whining and crying and all of that crap. Let me just jump on a few things that are on my mind this morning and then I’ll get to the meat of this piece and the whole “bloggy” thing.

They killed off Brian on Family Guy? Man, that sucks! It doesn’t make any sense and I don’t like it. Brian is the straight man for Stewie and the ying to his yang. So what will Stewie do now? Just hang out with Rupert? Not good at all.

I wish I had a way to get to Rockingham for a few hours. There’s this really hot and sexy guy up there who I want to chill with and get totally funky like a money, if you will. Been wanting to for a long, long time and just waiting for the opportunity. As Lawanda, from “In Living Color” used to say quite often, “I’ll rock his world!”.

Tried to register for Obama Care this morning (again). Still couldn’t get through and get ‘er done (again). I’ll bet if I tried to register my cat for the “Affordable Care Act” (hah!), it would go through though. She does need affordable health care. I wonder if she could still keep her same vet?

I need to get a big old box and one day, just totally clean off my desk / work area. I’ll bet there are all sorts of lost goodies hidden among this stack of papers, envelopes and magazines.

I really don’t want to go do the things I need to do today, but they have to be done. I don’t have a choice. It sucks being a person who honors commitments and obligations.

My ride is here. Gotta go do Food Lion for the Food Bank. Be back in a little while…

I’m back. Got a lot of things accomplished including turning in my uniforms and saying good-bye at Taterville. I wasn’t sure what to expect when I walked through those doors, but everyone was pretty much normal and no one acted too weirdly. Glad it’s over with though. Let’s get back to this.

Happy Birthday to former WWE Diva and all around beloved, Lisa “Ivory” Moretti, who turns 52 years old today. She was the only WWE Diva I can honestly say that I would consider going straight for. She’s a hot and sexy mama, then and now. I’ve always told the man I love that I’d never cheat on him so long as he’s here, but if Ivory or Juventud Guerrera ever became available, all bets are off.

And of course, as soon as I sat down and started writing, the other resident of this house had to walk into the room, turn on the TV and pick up to the phone to call her son (my brother) and make as much noise as possible. I think (know) that they’re trying to drive me crazy.

Let’s reach into the “Magic Box” and find a topic and get this over with. And we have “racism”.

Racism? It’s stupid to hate a person or discriminate against a person just because of their race or the color of their skin, especially when there are so many other reasons to dislike and hate someone. I don’t like people because of the way they act in public, the respect they show (or don’t show) for others, the language they use, the music they listen to, the way they raise their children, their nasty habits, the way they smell (stale alcohol or cigarettes), the laziness and expectations for everyone to keep them up and pay their way, etc. So many reasons to dislike people and not a single one has anything to do with race.

So it’s pretty simple. The color of our skin is something we have no control over and thus it shouldn’t be a factor as to liking or not liking someone. The person themselves and who they are and how they are… that’s more than enough reason right there.

I don’t care about race. I care if you’re decent, honest and I like you. Anything else, it’s just ignorance showing it’s ugly head. Yep, I said it. Racists are idiots… and ass-clowns… and need to be hit in the face with a shovel… repeatedly.

And there you go. ‘Nuff said!

I’m out of here.

Ubuntu!

Thirty Days Of Dougie III – Day 5: Truth, Lies and Alibis

Thirty Days Of Dougie III – Day 5: Truth, Lies and Alibis
November 26, 2013

One of the most popular things on Facebook as of late has been where someone makes a list of “truths” about themselves. You comment or “like” and they give you a number and you’re supposed to list that many “truths” about yourself. And a couple of my friends and I decided to put a different twist on things and we listed “lies” about ourselves.

So what I’m going to do for Day 5 of the “Thirty Days of Dougie III” series is list thirty things about myself. 15 are true and 15 are lies. Yeah, this is strictly filler material, but what the hell. It’s fun and I have to write something. So here we go…

The First Fifteen…

1. I have a hard time being comfortable around most people. I can “fake it” for a while, but people make me nervous.
2. I’m a registered democrat, but rarely vote for Democratic candidates.
3. I sing in the shower.
4. The person I most enjoy hanging out with these days is two years old. His parents are pretty cool too though.
5. I love to cook and am looking forward to going all out for Thanksgiving Day.
6. The earring I usually wear was given to me by a good friend many years ago and I wear it in his memory.
7. I have been diagnosed with severe depression, anxiety attacks and am most likely bi-polar, but it was never officially diagnosed.
8. I refuse to take the medication that was prescribed for those issues I just listed because it kills my creative fires and leaves me feeling like a zombie.
9. I prefer cats over dogs.
10. I hate it when people text me and I text back and then don’t hear anything else from them.
11. I sometimes feel as if I was born in the wrong time and ear. Other times, I know it.
12. I don’t play PS-3. X-Box or any of those other games.
13. I have burned many bridges in my past and some I regret… others, not so much.
14. I had a great father AND a great step-father. I was truly blessed.
15. I’ve owned three volkswagens in my life and would love to have another one.

The Second Fifteen…

1. I was once a back-up singer for Aretha Franklin, but I left that job to go work as a hairstylist for Justin Beiber.
2. I once had a suit made out of human hair and raisins.
3. When I get bored, I read the dictionary.
4. I once auditioned for a role in a major movie, but was passed over for a woman named Linda because I was too young.
5. My favorite flower is poison ivy.
6. I love elevator music.
7. I once caught a 300lb great white shark using a paperclip and piece of bubble gum.
8. I love to put hot sauce on my ice cream.
9. I have a great recipe for boiled ice cubes.
10. I have a great pair of possum-skinned boots.
11. Captain Kangaroo taught me everything I know about “pimpin”.
12. I was married to Britney Spears for three and 1/2 minutes.
13. I like to use peanut butter as toothpaste.
14. I would love to perform stand-up in front of 100,000 people.
15. I only wear pink socks.

And there you go. See you next time.

Ubuntu!

Thirty Days of Dougie III – Day 4: Giving Thanks!

Thirty Days Of Dougie III – Day 4: Giving Thanks!
November 25, 2013

The intentions were good, but already, this project is beginning to fall behind. Today is Monday and this particular piece should have been written on Sunday… and I’ve still got Monday’s to do and by the time I finish that, it’s going to be Tuesday morning and I’ll have that one to do as well.

Oh vey!

Let’s just keep it short and simple for today. No “magic box” to reach into. Instead, since we’re only a few days away from Thanksgiving, I’m going to talk about some of the things that I’m thankful for.

My family… both blood family and the one’s that have come into my life and have become family in my eyes. I’m a loner by nature and I have a hard time relating to people sometimes. I don’t let people get too close and drive them away if they do manage to get past the walls. It’s not a happy way to live, but after so many betrayals, heartbreaks, lies, backstabs and losing too many people, it’s just how I am. It’s how life made me and how I survive. So for those that I consider family, I may not always say it or show it very well, but please know that you are very special to me and mean a great deal to me.

My cat… She’s amazing and my one true friend who doesn’t judge or let me down at some point. Goldy is my fuzzy little fur baby.

Writing… It’s my outlet and way to communicate to the world, exorcising my demons in the the process. I am a writer. It is who and what I am and what makes me real.

And damn, RAW so far has been fairly interesting. I DVR’ed it and I’ve been watching as I write this and to be honest, I’d rather watch the wrestling than write. Crazy, isn’t it?
I’d rather see someone else besides John Cena and Randy Orton attempting to unify the WWE and World Championship titles (like maybe CM Punk and Dolph Ziggler for example), but the idea is long overdue and it’ll be nice to just have 1 champion again.

What was I talking about? The things I’m thankful for. Oh yeah, I’m so not into this anymore. *sighs*. Let me think of a few more things.

Humor… I like to laugh and even though it’s usually at the wrong things, it’s humor that helps me endure and survive the rough and bad times. If I can’t laugh, I’d probably cry and believe me, you would never want to see me cry. It isn’t a pretty sight.

Muppets… Something about the Muppets just makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. Animal, Count Von Count and Oscar the Grouch are my favorites.

Music… It connects to the soul and bleeds out feelings and emotions. It keeps me grounded while allowing me to go anywhere and everywhere. I love all kinds of music, but my mood has to be right too.

Chris… You are my heart, my soul and the man I want to spend the rest of my life with. I love you… then, now and forever.

And I think that’s all for now.

Ubuntu!

Thirty Days Of Dougie III – Day 3: Smiles Make-Up

Thirty Days Of Dougie III – Day 3: Smiles & Make-Up…
November 23, 2013

It’s amazing how in just a matter of hours, or sometimes even minutes, your whole life can abruptly change. Yesterday (Friday), I was scheduled to work at my store from 12 noon to 8pm. And then I was supposed to be opening up today and tomorrow. But then I get that phone call. They want me to come in thirty-minutes early. That’s kind of weird, but whatever.

I go to work and there’s a crowd so I clock in and immediately start waiting on customers. I notice almost immediately that everyone is acting a bit odd and there are none of my usual “hey Dougie” or “hello Douglas” greetings. It’s like they’re afraid to speak to me and I’m wondering what’s up, but quickly push it to the back of my head and ring up some customers and fix a fish plate for another.

Then it happens. My manager and supervisor call me into the office and shut the door. This is never a good sign. They’ve had a complaint on me and want to inquire about a few other things. Why did this person purchase this item? Why were the employees standing around and talking? And most importantly, what about the complaint from a certain customer. I explained about why the employee paid for her purchases when she did, but they weren’t buying that. They didn’t care to hear about how people do have conversation and talk sometimes. In their view, since I’m a member of management, I should stay on the people all the time and they should be always doing something. I guess the manager and supervisor have forgotten about all the times that they stood in the office, talkng and playing around in the past, while others (me) would be working the front alone and waiting on customers. It used to be a fairly regular thing, but I guess that’s not important now.

And then it comes to that certain customer. According to them, I shouldn’t have responded to her slurs, insults and comments. Just take it and tell her to leave the store. But I admit it. I took the bait and my temper took over and I cussed her out. And she went to the office to complain and now we come to where we are now.

I’m in the office, feeling extremely closed in and the two of them are hovering over me, becoming louder and louder and more pointed in their comments about how I was living up to my duties as a “member of management” and how “management needs to step up” and “doesn’t do these things”. Damn, I only became a “member of their management team” because it was what was best for the store at the time rather than bringing another outsider into the group dynamic and also because that’s the only way to make more than minimum wage working for that company. No matter how long you work for them or how hard you work or how good a job you do, unless you become a member of the management team, you WILL NOT get raises or make more than minimum wage. Simple fact.

So the situation went downhill from there. As they got louder, so did I because that’s just a natural reaction. Things got very tense for a moment, but I managed to pull back and bite my tongue (a lot). And they asked for my keys. I lay them on the desk and clocked out and left walking.

So long Taterville. It’s been an experience.

And now, I’m not sure what to do or where to go next. I’ve got the bills covered for this month and paid and I’m pretty sure how I can cover next month’s bills. No perks, extra spending or anything else – bare bones survival, but I’ve got it covered. And after that?

I’m ready to just give it up and say screw it all. I won’t because I’ve got a very special and amazing man that I love and who loves me to think about and also because of an amazing two year old who I spent a great deal of time with last night. I can’t feel bad or sad when hanging out and cutting the fool with Kayden. He’s a remarkable kid and is going to grow up to be a remarkable young man one day and I’m definitely wanting to be here for that. So even though I’m depressed and hurting and as down and lost as I’ve ever been, I’m going to find a solution and find a job and pull myself back together and be okay. I have to because that’s what I do and how I roll. ‘Nuff said!

Let’s go to the magic box and find two topics and get this over with for today, shall we? The two items I’ve pulled out are “Smiles” and “Make-up”.

Smiles – the expression worn to show glee, joy, happiness and affection. I’ve kind of lost mine at the moment because aside from the man I love (who I still can’t be with for at least 8 more months) is not here and I’ve realized just how fragile the life I had built for myself actually was and that I’m all alone. I have friends and people I care for, but they can’t pay my bills and are too wrapped up in their own lives and problems to help in any other way. Doesn’t matter though. I started off alone and I remain alone when and where it matters most. This smile on my face… it’s fake. It’s not real. And neither is most of the things and situations we call “life” or “reality”.

As for make-up, it can be worn to disguise the appearance and make a person look more attractive or just different from their usual look. Make-up can also be used as a term to describe the reunion of two or more people when, after a dispute or argument or whatever, they decide to put the past behind them and resume their relationship or friendship or whatever. “Kiss and make up” is a popular term. It’s an important part of life and living. If a person lives just to hold grudges or be angry all the time, that’s not living – that’s just an existence. There are people I really care for. There are people who have lied to me, used me, hurt me and cost me dearly. But I don’t stay angry or hate them. If they’re important to me, and the good is more than the bad where they’re concerned, I’ll forgive, I’ll forget… we make up.

And with that, I’m ending this. I don’t feel like writing right now. I just want to go somewhere, curl up into a fetal position and cry for a while.

Ubuntu!