At the crack of very late morning, I’m half awake, and not feeling so good. For a change, the previous night’s nickel beers didn’t do me in, I just have some kind of cold or virus or, more likely, a super strain of the Bubonic plague infecting me. I can feel it in my...
The silence is thrilling, the emptiness all-encompassing, the involuntary smile on my face is so wide it hurts. All of this can only mean one thing: A scant three hundred fifty days from the last time we set out – Rain Cloud Follows and I are once again doing it, we’re on the...
The waiting is over. The countdown has reached zero. I am officially starting to ride the Road to Wrestlemania today.
If you are having trouble sleeping, feel free to follow my ride at this link.
Updates to follow on the off chance that anything interesting happens between now and Sunday.
Is it just me, or are the years flying by quicker than ever? I can remember being seven years old, and it seeming like the summer would never end, each and every day a perfect eternity of youthful, blissful ignorance. Though less blissful these days, I’m still pretty much as...