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Rampage (12.03.21)
The sky was doing something weird on the way to work this morning, where all the lights after a certain distance got stretched up all the way into the sky, like the town was full of spotlights pointed straight up. Something to do with how cold it was, maybe? I thought it was my glasses bending light weird for a second!
Was feeling SO beat up and sore Thursday night, I finally busted out the foot bath thing I won as a door prize at a work Christmas party years ago and oh my god, why haven't I done that sooner? My feetsies are so soft and smooth now! Maybe I just didn't want to feel old, but fuck it, when the dogs are barking, they are getting FED from here on out.
There are a couple of minutes at the beginning of every day, before they turn the dealership lights on, when everything is quiet and dark except for the big fuckoff 12-foot-tall Christmas tree glowing in the lobby and it's just real nice before I get plunged into corporate hell for twelve hours. Little things.
An update on operation Be Nicer At Work: I just... get rides home now? I never ask for them (I don't like relying on other people to get where I'm going), but people just offer! So that's pretty cool, especially now since winter.
Had a brief period of stress when a fuse got tripped and I lost power to my cash office SPECIFICALLY, but I got to do some running around and bothering the foreman and trying to figure out where the fuck all the circuit breakers in the building are because only the managers know and they're not in on the weekends and remembering that the power in my office is linked to the power of one specific appointment desk at the front of the lobby and finding some fucked up extension cord someone plugged in up there with like, a prong sticking out and the whole thing all brown and fried and trying to pry them apart until the power suddenly came back on because Darcy (who I am distantly related to, funnily) had found what we were looking for in the back, so, you know. A li'l early morning adventure! My computer and space heater are back on now, hooray~
Sammy Guevara (c) vs. Tony Nese for the AEW TNT Championship: A certified banger! Tony Nese's head still does not look like it belongs on his body and it's very distracting, but slightly better when he's a little disheveled? Sammy continuing to rack up some really excellent title defenses, but his reign still feels... idk, lacking in identity? He's so bogged down in the shadow of the Inner Circle and their never ending bullshit, it feels like he's completely lacked agency ever since his face turn all those months ago. Even without Jericho on commentary, he was sucking up oxygen at the top of this match with everyone commenting on his absence and how much he'd want to be there for Sammy and oh my god, can the man just exist on his own, please?? Right now, Sammy feels like an obstacle for other guys to throw themselves at to make a name for themselves rather than a champion in his own right, and it's a bit of a shame, especially since the quality of the matches has been so high.
Christian still hyping up Jurassic Express, looks like they might be headed for a match against the Bucks on their way to a title shot? That should, indeed, fuck. But seriously, where the fuck is Marko??
The Minute-Long Jade Cargill Squash That Is Once Again The Only Fucking Women's Match On Rampage Oh My God I'm So Fucking Over This Shit: At least they deigned to put a woman on commentary for those sixty whole seconds, too, jfc.
SuperKliq calling out Best Friends to continue the Cole/Orange feud, and there's not a lot of weight to this story, but I love everyone involved, so I'll take it! Anyway, there was this WACK moment where Don Callis just casually walks by talking on the phone as Adam's cutting his promo and Nick says hi and ??????? THAT'S DEFINITELY GONNA BE SOMETHING LATER, RIGHT? Like, MAYBE it was just a way of reminding us that Kenny's still out there somewhere, keeping his presence looming over this whole Bucks/Cole thing until it's ready to boil over, but idk man, it was SUCH a weird, significant little moment, it broke my little brain a bit.
Still don't love Jericho getting dragged into this delightful Eddie vs. Team Rocket (that's what they are, tell me I'm wrong, you can't, Daniel Garcia is Meowth) feud, but a kickass Eddie promo coming out of it on the week I get a reprieve from Jericho shouting his way through Rampage commentary placates me nicely for now.
Very nice hype package for Danielson/Silver next week, it's nice to see John getting the chance to promo fairly eloquently on TV instead of just screaming about what a meaty little boy he is and how much he loves Hangman (to be clear, I love it when he does those things, too). Also love that they showed him dressed as Bambi again for good measure, SILLY FUN THINGS CAN BE TAKEN SERIOUSLY, TOO.
PAC & Penta El Zero Miedo vs. FTR: It's astounding how much more I'm into FTR now that they've shifted their gimmick from 'generic jerks pretending to be good ol' southern boys' to 'generic jerks cosplaying as generic '80s wrestlers', but man, I love it! I only just noticed the VHS artifacts on their titantron video (probably because I'm always too busy grooving to that rad synthwave theme), it rules so hard. ANYWAY, apparently Fenix is only hurt in kayfabe and it's actually visa issues keeping him/me from that 2/3 falls rematch, so that's good, and this was a worthy last-minute replacement (that gives FTR a solid win without lessening the champs any to boot (although jfc they are not gonna last long as AAA champs if they keep pulling masks off DUDES)). EYEPATCH PAC IS MY NEW EVERYTHING. HOW THE FUCK HE DOING ONE-EYED MOONSAULTS??? WHAT'S HE GONNA DO NOW THAT MALAKAI GOUGED OUT THE OTHER ONE??? DID HE PUT A DEMON IN HIM??? AND YET HERE WE ARE.
I am warm and inside, so it makes no sense to want to order food because it's cold outside, but I keep looking at that sea of white out there and thinking... I should order something cozy. Damn it, self.
Was feeling SO beat up and sore Thursday night, I finally busted out the foot bath thing I won as a door prize at a work Christmas party years ago and oh my god, why haven't I done that sooner? My feetsies are so soft and smooth now! Maybe I just didn't want to feel old, but fuck it, when the dogs are barking, they are getting FED from here on out.
There are a couple of minutes at the beginning of every day, before they turn the dealership lights on, when everything is quiet and dark except for the big fuckoff 12-foot-tall Christmas tree glowing in the lobby and it's just real nice before I get plunged into corporate hell for twelve hours. Little things.
An update on operation Be Nicer At Work: I just... get rides home now? I never ask for them (I don't like relying on other people to get where I'm going), but people just offer! So that's pretty cool, especially now since winter.
Had a brief period of stress when a fuse got tripped and I lost power to my cash office SPECIFICALLY, but I got to do some running around and bothering the foreman and trying to figure out where the fuck all the circuit breakers in the building are because only the managers know and they're not in on the weekends and remembering that the power in my office is linked to the power of one specific appointment desk at the front of the lobby and finding some fucked up extension cord someone plugged in up there with like, a prong sticking out and the whole thing all brown and fried and trying to pry them apart until the power suddenly came back on because Darcy (who I am distantly related to, funnily) had found what we were looking for in the back, so, you know. A li'l early morning adventure! My computer and space heater are back on now, hooray~
Sammy Guevara (c) vs. Tony Nese for the AEW TNT Championship: A certified banger! Tony Nese's head still does not look like it belongs on his body and it's very distracting, but slightly better when he's a little disheveled? Sammy continuing to rack up some really excellent title defenses, but his reign still feels... idk, lacking in identity? He's so bogged down in the shadow of the Inner Circle and their never ending bullshit, it feels like he's completely lacked agency ever since his face turn all those months ago. Even without Jericho on commentary, he was sucking up oxygen at the top of this match with everyone commenting on his absence and how much he'd want to be there for Sammy and oh my god, can the man just exist on his own, please?? Right now, Sammy feels like an obstacle for other guys to throw themselves at to make a name for themselves rather than a champion in his own right, and it's a bit of a shame, especially since the quality of the matches has been so high.
Christian still hyping up Jurassic Express, looks like they might be headed for a match against the Bucks on their way to a title shot? That should, indeed, fuck. But seriously, where the fuck is Marko??
The Minute-Long Jade Cargill Squash That Is Once Again The Only Fucking Women's Match On Rampage Oh My God I'm So Fucking Over This Shit: At least they deigned to put a woman on commentary for those sixty whole seconds, too, jfc.
SuperKliq calling out Best Friends to continue the Cole/Orange feud, and there's not a lot of weight to this story, but I love everyone involved, so I'll take it! Anyway, there was this WACK moment where Don Callis just casually walks by talking on the phone as Adam's cutting his promo and Nick says hi and ??????? THAT'S DEFINITELY GONNA BE SOMETHING LATER, RIGHT? Like, MAYBE it was just a way of reminding us that Kenny's still out there somewhere, keeping his presence looming over this whole Bucks/Cole thing until it's ready to boil over, but idk man, it was SUCH a weird, significant little moment, it broke my little brain a bit.
Still don't love Jericho getting dragged into this delightful Eddie vs. Team Rocket (that's what they are, tell me I'm wrong, you can't, Daniel Garcia is Meowth) feud, but a kickass Eddie promo coming out of it on the week I get a reprieve from Jericho shouting his way through Rampage commentary placates me nicely for now.
Very nice hype package for Danielson/Silver next week, it's nice to see John getting the chance to promo fairly eloquently on TV instead of just screaming about what a meaty little boy he is and how much he loves Hangman (to be clear, I love it when he does those things, too). Also love that they showed him dressed as Bambi again for good measure, SILLY FUN THINGS CAN BE TAKEN SERIOUSLY, TOO.
PAC & Penta El Zero Miedo vs. FTR: It's astounding how much more I'm into FTR now that they've shifted their gimmick from 'generic jerks pretending to be good ol' southern boys' to 'generic jerks cosplaying as generic '80s wrestlers', but man, I love it! I only just noticed the VHS artifacts on their titantron video (probably because I'm always too busy grooving to that rad synthwave theme), it rules so hard. ANYWAY, apparently Fenix is only hurt in kayfabe and it's actually visa issues keeping him/me from that 2/3 falls rematch, so that's good, and this was a worthy last-minute replacement (that gives FTR a solid win without lessening the champs any to boot (although jfc they are not gonna last long as AAA champs if they keep pulling masks off DUDES)). EYEPATCH PAC IS MY NEW EVERYTHING. HOW THE FUCK HE DOING ONE-EYED MOONSAULTS??? WHAT'S HE GONNA DO NOW THAT MALAKAI GOUGED OUT THE OTHER ONE??? DID HE PUT A DEMON IN HIM??? AND YET HERE WE ARE.
I am warm and inside, so it makes no sense to want to order food because it's cold outside, but I keep looking at that sea of white out there and thinking... I should order something cozy. Damn it, self.