Heavin' and Ho-in!

[phoenixastraea]

You know what's a great way to start a day, besides freezing your tits off in -100 degree temperature winds when you've clearly chosen the wrong coat to wear? Getting into a metro car, finding a good seat, then realizing in between bouts of absolute exhaustion that you smell the stale, sickly sweet smell of vomit somewhere in your vicinity? Yeah, that was me. Of course, I didn't realize that said not-so-mystery stain was right under my feet until I got up to move. Fan-friggen-tastic. My buddy Ron here at work had a great term for what happens when people come back from the bars and barf on the trains: "heavin' and ho-in'"! HA! Oh lordy lordy.

In much better news, I'm heading with my Gdad to the Mav's game tonight! Sweet! We'll see if I can get any photos of my lovely Dirk and the boys tonight! I also spent the entire weekend being a bum, catching up with Casey and reading a ton of X-Men trade paperbacks. Score.

The Quotemaster of the Day?

Joey Styles, who brings us these nuggets of glory:

(From his "I Quit" speech): ...So I get J.R’s spot, and from week one, week after week, I got an ongoing lecture about the differences in professional wrestling and sports entertainment. I’m not allowed to say pro wrestling, I’m not allowed to say wrestler! I have to say Sports Entertainment and refer to the wrestlers as Superstars. I’m told to deliberately ignore the moves and the holds during the matches so I can tell stories. Well, ignoring the moves and the holds is damn insulting to the athletes, the wrestlers, not the entertainers, who leave their families 300 days a year to apply their craft in that ring!

Well, you know what? I am SICK of sports entertainment. I am sick of male cheerleaders. I am sick of boogers and bathroom humor and semen. And I am sick of our chairman, who likes to talk about his own semen, he mocks God - HE MOCKS GOD!!! - and makes out with the divas all to feed his own insatiable ego. I am sick of Sports Entertainment and most of all I’m sick of you fans who actually buy into this crap, this Sports Entertainment circus! I never needed this job, and I don’t want this job anymore.

On a lighter (but equally as awesome) note:

"There has been an outbreak of Technical Wrestling here tonight at the ECW Arena... and New Jack hits Sandman upside the head with a chair and ALL IS RIGHT WITH THE WORLD!"

and

"The winner of this matchup will go into the Extreme Elimination Chamber with Rob Van Dam--WHAT THE HELL IS AN EXTREME ELIMINATION CHAMBER?!?!"

Comments

[skitsosquirrel.livejournal.com]

Oh man. I would have flipped a shit. I know it's stupid but my biggest phobia is puke. I don't think i could move on with my day if that happened to me lol

[phoenixastraea.livejournal.com]

It was pretty damn foul, lemme tell you. Luckily I was passed out most of the way..They should almost have trashcans on the cars for people to puke in, because they have no place to barf when they've got to ride the swaying metro home from the bars after a night of drinking. Seriously, people are GONNA puke and they should have some place other than the floor to do it.

[lalaith86.livejournal.com]

Oh, gross. XD That just made me gulp.

At least the awesomeness that is Joey Styles made me feel better. : P

[phoenixastraea.livejournal.com]

To quote Shawn: "I think I just threw up in my mouth a lil bit..." ;^D

and yes, Joey is indeed the man. The comment about the "technical wresting" makes me die laughing every time. Without fail.

[psidx.livejournal.com]

More importantly, which X-Men trades did you read?

[phoenixastraea.livejournal.com]

Ultimate X-Men 3-9 and New X-Men 1-5 (revisiting the huge Cassandra Nova/QQ/Genosha angles before the next series of Astonishing came out). I loved Bendis' writing in Ultimates but I've confirmed that I really dislike Chris Bachalo as an artist. Something about his style drives me nuts.