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January 26, 2009
The Karaoke Bug
January 12, 2009:
New Year's Resolution
December 19, 2008:
If you were directed here from posts about my letter to WWE, it's down below.
I have caught the karaoke bug.
I've done karaoke twice before. The first time, I was out with someone on a date that led to nowhere. We sang "Obsession" by Animotion, and it went sour. She wanted someone who could sing, but we disagreed on who the bad singer was. The second time was at a company Christmas party where I sang "Faithful" by Go West. (My boss from then asked a question on "Trivial Pursuit" last week, btw.) The computer scored me at 96.
I went to a birthday party (happy-happy again, Chris!) Saturday night at Genji, a sushi and karaoke bar on Westheimer. Great sushi! I had the eel, which has always been my favorite kind. Well, I signed up for karaoke. I actually practiced several songs. Here's the list:
I scanned the playlist in depth, trying to find something--anything--I knew. Everything I knew, I didn't remember. So, I settled for two things: 1) I knew the tune, and 2) I used to sing it all the time. So, after about forty minutes, I made my choice and turned it in and waited until my selection came up.
THREE . . . HOURS . . . LATER!!!
And people freaked when they found out it was "We Didn't Start the Fire" from Billy Joel. They thought I'd get lost because of how random and fast the song is. And everyone was surprised when I made it through, even belting out what needed to be belted out and hitting the falsettoes at the end. Several of my friends even gave me high fives!
But seriously, now I want to do more karaoke. I'm looking for a place on my side of town, and I'm going to become a regular. Hopefully, I'll do the songs I've practiced, and hopefully, I'll get up the nerve to do "Bridge Over Troubled Water"!
I'd like to take this space to go over a letter I sent to the WWE today.
I'm not exaggerating. If anything was ever worse, I'm glad I didn't see it. Or I've forgotten out of denial.
I need to confess something, here.
In November, 1987, I was in a relationship that only a few people knew about. Her name was Jen. I've never talked about it, since. In fact, I've denied it.
We were getting very close, some would say too close for our age. (We were both in high school.) And we were ready. By that, I mean ready.
I showed up at her house one night, and I heard something odd. I went in and found Jen in bed with a very close friend. From how they were talking, I realized this had been going on for a while. They never knew I was there until I told her when I showed up. She apologized and left. I never heard from my friend again. I found out later that he actually wanted her for a long time and made his move after we got to know each other.
His name? Adam. The same name of the man who was Matt Hardy's best friend, who actually stole his girl of six years.
As for Adam and Jen, I never heard what happened, and I frankly don't care.
(And people wonder why I have a temper?)
For those of you who aren't kayfabe-literate, a "screwjob" is when someone not in the match invervenes and costs someone the match. At one point a few years ago, almost every match ended in a screwjob. It's not as bad now, but it's still predictable.
I don't think "invalidated" is the right word. "Destroyed" is probably the right word.
When something's obvious when you don't even watch the show, that's bad. Plus, all this telegraphing of what will happen bugs the living daylights out of me. There is a place and a time for foreshadowing; trying to sell pro wrestling is never the time.
If you know Melina, and you're a man, you know exactly what I'm talking about. I also don't like Michelle McCool being a heel, but she knows how to pull it off so well that I'm not complaining.
And the Rockets won by three at Detroit--where the pay-per-view was also being held.
I actually couldn't buy this elimination. If it took The Undertaker to eliminate him the last two years, with some trouble, how could someone like Koslov eliminate him in a few seconds?
Again, for the kayfabe-illiterate, the term "shoot" refers to something unscripted or unplanned.
And if you know just what the two aforementioned wresters are like, you understand the agony I went through.
$22 down the drain.
I'm not kidding. I don't keep up with who's doing the writing, but this has Vince Russo written all over it. He's the worst writer in wrestling history, and I'd be shocked if he were back in WWE.
Don't ask me for them. First, I haven't made up my mind. Second, I know who I'll give them to if I do.
I enjoy the spirit of competition, and I love good enterainment, which is why I enjoy wrestling. But as a writer, I can be offended at some of the things that happen. Dropped storylines (we need the Melina-Batista storyline back), things that make no sense (such as Rikishi being the one who ran over Austin, when Rikishi wasn't even in WWE at the time), and absolute nonsense (Doink, RepoMan, Kizarny).
When it's right, I'm happy.
Here's what should have happened:
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