I’ve been sitting here searching for some kind of motivation.

It’s been a couple of months since I’ve posted anything, and honestly I just haven’t had the strength to write anything. Being creative in some way whether it be through wrestling, writing, video editing, drawing, or just watching a good movie, it’s always kept me balanced. These months have been an emotional roller coaster for me, and frankly without my best friend in my life it’s always going to leave me a little emptier inside than it should.

In just a little over four months I turn the big three oh, and I’m still not quite sure how I feel about it. There is a definite belief I have that I’ve wasted my twenties, but I’ve been told by many people that you’re supposed to waste your 20’s and that your 30’s are when you really get to enjoy things. That may be true, but I’m really fucked if the Mayans were right and my birthday heralds the Apocalypse.

In light of our possible Armageddon, while also being in the spirit of trying to motivate myself back to form I am going to dig deep into my well of memories and share some of my favorite stories from the last ten years of my life. FULL DISCLOSURE: While I will be as [karate] honest as possible in the retelling of these stories there will be certain things omitted due to a probable drunken haze, forgetfulness, and the protection of the guilty innocent. This will also be done in a very non-linear fashion, since whatever story I post will be based on what pops into my head, not chronologically.

I’m hoping all 6 of you who read my blog enjoy this, because I know I will…