This & That
September 9, 2017
And now my friends, it’s time to clear the air about a ton of different things with what I call “This & That!”. It’s where I quite literally talk about anything and everything and just cut loose with a rambling rant of epic proportions. At least that’s the idea. I have a million ideas come to me each and every day about things and topics that I feel might be good topics to write about. And then, for whatever reason, at least 95% of the ideas are tossed to the side and discarded, forgotten forever. But all of those small scraps of paper I’m writing these ideas on add up and clutter up my desk pretty quickly too. So I’ll just run through the lists and touch on whatever strikes my fancy and also add whatever comes to mind as I’m writing. It’s going to be a total cluster-fuck and might get a bit out there, but this could be fun and even educational at the same time. Just picture Bill Cosby telling a story, but without the knock-out pills, the alleged rape or the Jello Pudding Pops. Plus I’m white, younger, not as rich or educated and definitely not as funny. But I did play in a junkyard once when I was a kid. So there you go. Let’s do this.
Before I get into the sublime and eclectic nature of my rambling stuff, I want to send out condolences to the friends, family and fans of singer Troy Gentry (of the duo Montgomery Gentry) and of singer Don Williams, both of who passed away yesterday. Two great talents and amazing singers / entertainers. They will be missed. Rest in Peace gentlemen.
Today is the first day of actual football at St. Andrews University. I’m not sure who they’re playing, but it’s a big event for all of us here in Laurinburg and Scotland County. Laurinburg loves it’s football as our high school and the support for the Fighting Scots shows each and every season. And now we’ve got our college, St. Andrews, to support too. I’ll support those men anytime. In football, that is. Proud to be an athletic supporter of Scotland High and St. Andrews. That doesn’t sound good, does it? Well, you know what I mean, damn it. Ya’ll is a bunch of pervs. And them boys are damn sexy… lol
If the weather reports are true, we should start feeling Irma tomorrow sometime and the big bad effects will be on Monday, early in the AM. Just at the same time as we’re getting a truck in at work and will unloading hundreds and hundreds of cases of liquor to help keep the masses loopy. Should be a fun day.
I just realized that last month would have been the 15th Anniversary of my column, “Tossing Salt – Worldwide News”. It’s hard to believe that it’s been 15 years since I answered an ad for WrestlingInformer.net asking for someone who could recap WWF Sunday Night Heat and Raw is War. I answered the ad and started writing and one thing led to another and within two weeks, I was writing about international wrestling results, as well as recapping Heat and RAW. And my responsibilities quickly grew more and more at the site and a regular column, two to three times a week, “Tossing Salt” was born. And just like Ric Flair, “I’m not dead yet. m*ther f*ckers!” Maybe I don’t write the regular columns much anymore, but “Tossing Salt” is still alive and well, both here at my site and occasionally at PWBTS.com too. Diamonds are forever and so is the column. Believe that!
I went with my brother to the tattoo parlor last week. He wanted to get the name of a bad mistake covered up and get a few other things done and I tagged along. It was my first time in a tattoo parlor in probably ten years at least and as soon as I walked through the doors, and heard the sound of the needles buzzing of someone getting inked up and smelled the smell of the ink, I was immediately taken back to 1997 when I got my first two tattoos and then to 2000 when I got my third. I want a new tattoo. Nothing fancy or crazy, but I’m thinking either a design of the classic NWA gold domed World Championship belt (the Harley Race belt) or maybe the 4 Horseman logo. It’ll have to be something wrestling related since I am “the wrestling guy”. I’m also thinking about the design of a sumo wrestler, just a clip style outline, tossing a handful of salt into the air, to give honor to fifteen years of the column (and many more to come). And if all else fails, I want to get a tattoo of Marvin Martian. He’s a bad little dude. So I don’t know when it will happen, but rest assured that it will happen. I will get at least one more tattoo sometime in the near future. It has to happen. And it will be awesome. Any ideas from anyone about what might be cool to give homage to the column and my love of pro wrestling would be appreciated too. Just saying.
A health update. My sugar is driving me crazy and getting into the practice of making myself bleed at least three times a day and taking five shots a day is not fun at all. I have diabetes, which I’ve known for a while, but now I’m trying to actually do right and take care of it. That means eating right, exercise, trying to keep a semi-regular schedule and cutting way back on the drinks. Sometimes, I still feel like shit and have the headaches, body aches, leg and foot pain and all of that other fun stuff, but it’s not nearly as bad as it was. A couple of weeks ago, when I went to the ER and ended up in the hospital for three days, I’m going to admit something here. I was scared. I couldn’t eat or swallow and was having trouble breathing. And the pain was crazy. I’m used to pain and hurting, but this was something else. I made it through work and my entire shift that Friday night and that was through pure stubborness and will-power, but if it had lasted 30 minutes longer, I probably would have fallen out and they would have had to call an ambulance. It was that bad. But long story short, I’m feeling and doing a lot better. I’m not as good as I once was, but I’m as good as I ever was. Isn’t that what Toby Keith says? I still need to find a regular doctor and get a few other issues taken care of, but at least on this particular mess, the diabetes, I’m trying to keep it under control and trying my best to do right and so far, it seems to be working. I have no doubt that this fight is going to be a long and hard one and based on what the doctors told me, eventually I’m going to end up doing the job and taking the loss. I was actually advised to go ahead and start trying to get disability, but the problem with that is that I love my job and I love to work. And so long as I’m able to pull myself out of bed each day and go to my job, I’m going to do so. I love my job at the ABC and I enjoy my work for Hope In Christ and I’m not giving either of them up if it can be avoided. But to go after disability would require doing just that. It’s a bitch to be sure. And the other thing is that, if I was go decide to do the disability thing, I’d have medical coverage and help and also bring home more each month than I currently do working at the ABC (due to my part time status). So I’d have more money, health coverage and be pretty much set. But I couldnt work, would have to give up two jobs I love and would probably go insane. This site would get a lot more attention and I’d probably turn into a full fledged whore just from boredom. So many things to consider and think about. But that’s all for the future. Right now, I’m doing what I’m supposed to and trying to do right. That’s all anyone can ask for, right?
I watched the movies “Airplane” and “Airplane 2: The Sequel” the other night. Those movies are excellent and still make me laugh out loud. Too bad that movies these days aren’t able to create the same kind of humor and magic. These days, they try too hard and things are just too complicated. Keep it simple and things would be much better.
Everyone likes boobies! I’m a gay man and even I like boobies. A friend of mine has told me that repeatedly over the past several years and he’s correct.
By the way, political correctness sucks!
I had a dream a couple of nights ago. I was attending a big time rock concert and it was crowded and packed. The music was loud and awesome and it was a triple-card of headliners performing. It was Prince, Queen and Blondie. Yes, the Blondie of the late 70’s and early 80’s fame. And the whole thing from the dream that keeps standing out is I was there, in the audience and rocking out, but I kept asking everyone around me, “Blondie? Really?”. It was a weird dream.
I just recently rediscovered the magic of the “MeetMe” site. It’s kind of lame to be honest, but there are some cute guys there. And this crazy ass old fat man seems to be popular, at least when I actually break out of my shell and talk to them. Most are too far away to do anything more than just say hello and B.S. with a little bit, but so far, I’ve actually went and met up with two guys. One of them, I’ve known for several years so it wasn’t really a new acquaintence, but more of a casual reunion. Damn, he’s a sexy beast. And the other, just a cute little man from Maxton. Maxton guys are extremely frisky, don’t ya know. But whatever. It’s a fun little distraction from reality, but I’d still rather have a regular, here every day, snuggle and cuddle, decent man to be with and call my own. Finding someone to play with is pretty easy and I have no complaints, but I’d rather have love and someone to call my own. Too bad my BFF is straight. He’d be perfect. We already act like an old married couple sometimes anyhow. But he loves his women and I wouldn’t want to screw up our relationship anyhow. He’s the Jay to my Silent Bob as it should be. I just need to find me a guy for the long nights and romancing stuff. Any of you guys reading this want to step up and volunteer? Inbox me and let me know.
And the song, “Take TIme To Know Her” by Percy Sledge just popped up on my computer’s jukebox and is blasting out right now. I think that’s an omen of some sort. Not like Damien from the movie, “The Omen”, which was a great movie, but more like an auspicious warning of something. Who knows?
I’m going to catch hell for that paragraph about “MeetMe” and my BFF. I already know it. Yeah, I talk too much. Good thing that nobody ever reads this stuff.
The next idiot that walks into the store and says, “Working hard or hardly working”, is going on “The List!” I’ll be so glad when Chris Jericho comes back to the WWE for his next run.
I still have a “Music Fact or Fiction” to write and plus I’m ready for lunch so I’m going to close this here. I think that my brother, the mini-me and I are chillaxin’ for a bit later today as well, plus I need to go to the store and get some milk and bread. Did you hear the news? There’s a hurricane coming. I don’t even drink milk. Change that to Gatorade. And maybe a 12-pack of Pepsi’s. I’m doing better, but I’m not trying to be perfect. I still love my Pepsi’s… lol. Anyhow, I’m out of here for now. Until the next time, I want to thank everyone who’s been coming to and reading the site. I’ve posted about 40-plus of my fan fiction stories up over the past few days. Go read some of them and let me know what you think. And there will be a new “Music Fact or Fiction” coming up later today as well. Until the next time, take it light. Be safe and I love you!