"See No Evil 2:" Will There be 12 Rounds for Kane?

I must say, I have not been in much of a mood for writing lately. If you're a loyal reader (a possibility) you've probably taken note. Worry not, there have been blogs written, they're just real downers. When you're having enough issues feeling down, you question whether or not the wallowing should be spread.

Perhaps that's why Iowans' love their pig gestation crates. Confines where movement is prohibited maybe hellish, but at least the shit stays in the same place.

After the negative, figuratively vocal, reaction to my last blog, it felt my opinions on wrestling were not wanted. Hind sight, I should have just addressed Matt Cage about it since his first gimmick started with ironic awareness of the meaning of the rebel flag, but I digress.

Two weeks later, opinions about the topic of race relations in wrestling was at its highest demand, but when you just assume that Christian Rose, Moondog Bernard/Mr. Bernard, Gavin Alexander, etc. would deny my sincerity because they feel it's a non-issue, did I really want unwarranted hate sent my way? They may not be racist, like Hulk Hogan was in 2007, but they are definitely hateful. I suppose the Confederate Flag just rallies hate, it just needs an outlet to be exposed.

Now, I'll digress. Maybe I should post the unpublished blog "Wrestlers Only Read when Hate May Be Involved" just to draw their eyes to this movie review.

This blog probably will not be posted until the next episode of "Raw." Hopefully, when I get Fridays at the hotel, I'll be able to publicize these more. In this case, I want to see if I'll cool down more from the commentary of two undeserving, talent-free guys who are getting to pursue my passion.

It may not be the depression and alienation that's making writing a chore, it's the grudges. If I find out either is a White Sox fan, I may have to fuck them up out of principle. Too much sin.

Sorry it took seven paragraphs to get to a transition, but it may have been fate, a paragraph per deadly sin.

See No Evil 2:

Check out the rest of review at "Ninety For Chill: A More Acceptable Runtime"

In Love with Love and Dog Biscuit Poetry

October 25, 2014.

At times, it feels I wasted my youth so why not the occasional weekend?

If part of my motivation behind maintaining this blog was to keep up in the practice of writing, I probably wouldn't be so down on myself for skipping the 10/18 edition. It would have been quite the ego stroke to have published something before last Monday since my plan was to hit up Shimmer Weekend. With how down I can get, I need to appreciate the little accomplishments. Instead of putting my eggs in one basket on a big gamble to try and sell one person on my worth (women). To the credit of my audience (which is silent, but large enough for a viral base), the expense to try and impress you is virtually nihil.

Maybe I should just change my style, since I cannot be happy without descriptions of your smile. Bastardizing Galaxie 500, am I in a worse state of mind than I thought?

If I would have gotten up to Berwyn this weekend, I'd probably have back ups of blogs to publish to avoid my self destruction from affecting me creatively. At least that would have made my production seem constant.

Then again, if WWE would provide us with some spectacle that I could get second hand through the podcast world (do you really expect me to choose an episode of Raw on Hulu over Fall Brawl 96), my lack of dedication to wrestling snobbery would be camouflaged. And there would be less coverage of my work to prove my existence is as valid as a cassette deck. It still operates, but is dependent of the whims of hipsters. If that was your fate, do you want to see a future after the Dwarves and Screeching Weasel show? I am NOT going to see Naked Raygun and Cheap Trick OPEN for the Foo Fighters.

My apologies for calling you hipsters.

If you want to prevent further accusations of being considered posers who claim mustaches, tape-based technology and anything that reminds you of post World War 2 society are signs of intellectualism, please leave some feedback to develop a promotion strategy on that can lead to the production of "Main Event of the Dead: The B-Movie" or "Main Event of the Dead: The Podcast." The former, a film based on my screenplay about "pro-wrestlers" conned into facing off with zombies with tacky and politically incorrect gimmicks (treatments of the script available upon request [russthebus07@gmail.com]). The latter being a podcast about professional wrestling with some intelligence, table reads of the screenplay, and other ungodly discussions.

And this is where I excuse Hinduja Global Solutions needs to concern themselves with any of my effort. There are some great people who work there (and some absolute pieces of shit like the gluttonous biggot John "Big Pappa" Kroell who shows sympathy may only be gained from hospital selfies that are the result of undeserved opportunities) and if you have patience with customers, and haven't worked there before, definitely apply because they'll find a place for you. But, if you've tried to move on to better things (and maybe it hurts because my copy writing job isn't since they refuse to help their employees better themselves), here's the message they will send you, regardless of the time you spent managing an account on a weekend first shift as you work weekdays on second:

Dear Russ Stevens,

Thank you for applying for CSR - Product Consultant .  After much review, we've determined that your skills and experience are not the best fit for the position. 

We will keep your resume on file and contact you if there is an opening that fits your skills in the future. Again, thank you for your interest in HGS.

Thank you,

HR Team

Two things make this sting more:

1. They called me to offer me a job, but I acknowledged that I had worked for them. So claiming my "skills and experience are not the best fit for the position" is utter bullshit.
2. I cannot mention who I currently work for. I left HGS for a position that fit my education and offered a $0.75 pay increase two-years ago. Since then, HGS at least adjusted to the needs of a livable wage and increased their wage accordingly. So my education has me at a company that pays me $0.50 less.

After letting myself down, I didn't need that carrot of hope. Dangling a carrot, no wonder I'm not a fan of hope if that's associated with it.

Well, I better get to some wrestling. When I get the time. Until then, here's my pitch to get "Main Event of the Dead: The Screenplay" to the point of production.

The "Main Event of the Dead" Test Reel Needs:

• Someone with some makeup or special effects experience.
• The true antagonist of the feature is a woman, so an actress to set up the premise of "Main Event of the Dead."
• Three or four wrestlers to take the finishing moves.
• One or two wrestlers to deliver the moves.
• A wrestling ring with a canvas that can afford to be left a little messy. If we can get extra from the crowd-funding campaign, we'll make replacing it a priority.

Since this is an effort to try and make this feature a reality, I can really only afford to compensate what ever is spent to make this video. I am willing to negotiate terms on what compensation will be for performances before the reel goes online. If whatever raised can cover the compensation agreed to, even if I do not reach the goal to produce the film, compensation will be had.

If you need a treatment of the script for "Main Event of the Dead" please e-mail me at russthebus07@gmail.com.