AEW Lodgings in Champaign and Feline Loopholes (and Buttholes)

Working Too Much or Under Caffeinated?

Judging that my system just logged out due to inactivity, it is probably the prior rather than latter. Of course, by the time I finished that sentence, my bum had to be removed from the chair to file some stuff.

The job is getting easier, and judging that I had a lot of downtime to begin with, blogs from my old Angelfire website "Animeflow" (Visit to see my 2002-concise, rabbit hole free web design work) are queued to be released to the safety of Google out to mid-January. I could have probably watched an episode of "Russian Doll" instead of typing this up, but the new (November 4th) blog/journal needs to get rolling at some point.

Which brings me to the concept that behind my question. Am I putting too many hours in or am I not consuming enough caffeine to pay attention to the rest of the world? What is there to write about?

I tackled Trump's attempt to wag the dog last week. If he only had not pissed off so many of his past producers, he might have been able to pull it off. Wrestling buzz is waiting on the next big booking mistake, so I suspect we will be waiting until the Halloween for that. The way to get any indie wrestling cred is to try and piss off Jim Cornette, who is trying to start a YouTube war with far richer people, so it looks like he is grasping for relevance. My wrestling resume is not going to spark his interest despite influencers digging my tweets of late.

The wrestling brain should really focus on where Tony Khan is going to take out his wrestlers after the AEW show at the State Farm Center. The Silver Bullet just lacks the reputation that Big Al's has. If it was not his hometown, I would just assume drive to Kappa to party and stay in Bloomington.

Just hoping he knows that the I Hotel is an over-rated property. The Young Bucks cannot even host "Wrestlers on the Road Ordering Room Service" there. And that is not only because of the lack of it, or the kitchen's maintenance if Houlihan's makes an exception (in their defense, it may have improved since August 2017). The rooms are pretty small compared to your chain hotels. It is in the middle of nowhere otherwise with Scotty's Brewhouse probably being the closest bar. Since their show is December 4th, it is probably a safe bet that it will be too cold to walk to campus.

As for my absurd brain, the 20 somethings are too busy with rubber band shooting and accidental haircuts to come up with stuff I can rant about. This is the type of attitude that makes me think that I should suggest my girlfriend apply. Surely she could crochet and follow the paper work provided accordingly. We are not relative yet.

This ended up being an excellent spot to transition to the only thing clever that I have come up with this week. It is my latest way to obtain cats for my household.

Would I be breaking the two cat lease limit if I was to form a kitty-centipede? Is it wrong to even consider this idea, even if I promise to let my girlfriend's cat be the mouth? And you need not worry about Eva, she is still cat one. The kitty-pede would be two.

Would it be inhumane? My coworkers suggested that I would be doing cats needing adoption a huge favor. Also, cats lick their own butts. Would being attached to one be that different? Larger cats like Bengals, Savannahs and Servals are hard to come by. This would be one I can cuddle like a body pillow.

Now my idea has officially gotten creepy. It is not just for creating a domesticated creature(s) to spoon with. It is the thought that anime fans and their girly body pillows might throw a creepy kawaii mask on the kitty-pede to have a cat girl.

And I thought the biggest problem with the idea was whether or not the mouth cat would be willing to lick the bum of the ass cat. It was a more inspiring dilemma to deal as I was asking my girlfriend's cat to sing along with me. Too bad Weird Al already covered Huey Lewis and the News's "I Wanna a New Drug". That prevents me from wanting to write anymore than the hook of "I Wanna New Butt."

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Airbats 801 - Iron Eagle 4

It is cool that Angelfire is still around. It is also cool that if you look hard enough, you can find most of the GeoCities websites preserved on a server. If only "@Midnight" was still a thing. It is a shame that they will never capitalize on that content.

Angelfire may have kept my post GeoCities/Web Design Certification (icc.edu) site up the past 17 years, but with Yahoo's betrayal, if you have not created an operating system, I am going to put all my eggs in one basket. Thus, I am going to start moving the original AnimeFlow over to the Blogger sphere. So let us get over one repetitive tangent (look at all the It and I) and getting into repeating my earliest critical works.

801 T.T.S. Airbats: 1st Strike
© 1994 Toshimisu Shimizu / Tokuma Shoten - JVC
Length: 90 minutes (3 episodes)

Audience Age: 12+

Opinion: Well animated, average story. This is a review of the dubbed VHS version.

From the creator of the hentai title Rei Rei

If you have seen the previews for 801 T.T.S. Air Bats, you probably were able to gain the basic premise of the series which is girls plus jets means $21.60 worth of entertainment. To a certain extent, girls plus anything out of the ordinary will bring some profit in this animation genre, and when a sensitive but less than with it guy is thrown in the mix, the creator is assured an audience. The concept is cute and one will laugh in an on again off again pattern, but if it is not a "Tenchi Muyo" or an "El-Hazard" video, the consumer may have some regrets about the purchase.

801 gets a few bonus points from me since learning about jets was once a hobby of mine, but otherwise it is a lot like what I expect from one of these "girls meet boy, they meet…what was that again?" animes.

Check out the rest of this critique at AnimeRuss.blogspot.com - For those curious about anime but hate the geeks

Wagging the Wednesday Night Wars and the Real Heavyweight Championship

War! What Is It Good For? Ratings?

I am a wrestling fan, so this will turn into a wrestling blog, but I have an observation outside of the business. Is Donald Trump shuffling troops and abandoning the Kurds away to distract from the impeachment inquiry? He is going to get impeached, but if we are suppose to further invest our hopes and prayers towards our troops who are getting stationed in Saudi Arabia to attack Iran, Americans will have more patriotic things to worry about. And should we not respect the president for his "victory" over ISIS?

My subheading was the first title that I came up with for the blog. In it was two question. After the last paragraph, it turns out that that war just results in more questions. Why my original title suggest ratings is not about Wednesday Night Wars, it was that people will tune in for war. This at least tells us that Trump is an expert in reality TV. He will get people to pay attention to what he wants us to, even if that puts thousands at risk.

Now I further appreciate my preference to being a cord cutter. It keeps me away from most live broadcasts. And I know Hulu will not inspire me to change the channel when Fox News/Fox Nation try to sell their message on the NFL or Smackdown.

Then again, how am I going to watch All Elite Wrestling? If you are not watching live, how are you helping AEW's side? Maybe Comcast will make it easier once they get back to me about our dispute over DM's (or lack of DM's) about why I still have a shitty modem, why they did not follow up with me as promised, and why I must repeat information the I provided in the DM's to @comcastcares multiple times?

The FCC promised me they would. Too bad we must return to phone calls to do so. My next day off is Columbus Day, so wish me luck in returning their call.

If we cannot work something out, knowing my luck, the feds will read my anti-Trump and anti-Trump supporters blogs and tell Comcast they did their best. Best not to piss off Google then. If my assistant is ease dropping, GITMO may be in my future.

You would think I ought to be more afraid of my girlfriend's Alexa, but she uses it primarily for Christian radio, so it would need to navigate the orders to get me in trouble. The most extreme thing I ever asked it was, "Alexa. Play Ministry." There is a chance that might confuse it as well.

It surprised me that I would have anything to blog about this week. I have been busy enough with my downtime trying to preserve my seventh anime-related website that I have not drafted another NFL fantasy team, forgot to draft a replacement tight end for one of them, or read any comic books. My Saturday shift might be dedicated to binging "Peaky Blinders". Which reminds me, my better half and I best start "Fleabag" tonight.

With nine anime reviews sitting in my drafts a long with eight other blogs to be released, I was fearing that I would lose track of wrestling blogs to move over to my site dedicated to the nuances of "No Holds Barred" and THE REAL heavyweight championship of wrestling. Then I realized that my back-and-forth structure for "Rip 'em System" posts was going to be a blog short. If only there was a title change that demanded debate to determine who the Real Heavyweight Champion was?

2019's Disgruntled Wrestling Fan's Real Heavyweight Championship Title History

Check out the rest of the blog at the "Rip 'Em System" tumblr along with the subtext of "No Holds Barred."

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It, I and "Sailor Moon S: The Movie"

It is cool that Angelfire is still around. It is also cool that if you look hard enough, you can find most of the GeoCities websites preserved on a server. If only "@Midnight" was still a thing. It is a shame that they will never capitalize on that content.

Angelfire may have kept my post GeoCities/Web Design Certification (icc.edu) site up the past 17 years, but with Yahoo's betrayal, if you have not created an operating system, I am going to put all my eggs in one basket. Thus, I am going to start moving the original AnimeFlow over to the Blogger sphere. So let us get over one repetitive tangent (look at all the It and I) and getting into repeating my earliest critical works.

Sailor Moon S: The Movie
© 1993 Toei Animation
Released in North America © 1999 Naoko Takeuchi / Kodansha, Toei Animation

Genre: fantasy (could be considered comedy, female themed)

Length: 60 minutes (theatrical film)

Audience Age: 3+ (If you view the dubbed version)

Opinion: The film shows the full potential of the possible stories that can be written for this series.

This is a review of the subtitled VHS version.

One of the first notable animes to get imported to the United States.

I know many huge anime fans do not consider Sailor Moon to be anime despite it being from Japan, but I think that maybe a tad unfair. 

Check out the rest of this critique at AnimeRuss.blogspot.com - For those curious about anime but hate the geeks.

The Hills Run Red - Straight to DVD because Michael Bay is Hitler

The "Hills Run Red" is a movie that is committed to the message its villain believes in. No sub textual bull…just give them the flipping kill. With some patience from the audience, this new take on the killer in the woods genre delivers to the gore starved with enough intelligence that it will not waste the casual moviegoer's time.

Tyler (Tad Hilgenbrink from "The Lost Boys 2") is obsessed with the concept that there was a movie that was so shocking that all of its prints were pulled from theaters to never be seen again. This movie is the late director Concannon's (William Sadler from "Die Hard 2" and "Bill and Ted's Bogus Journey") only film, "The Hills Run Red". Desperate to see this film, he has tracked down the director's daughter Alexa. In exchange for dragging her away from stripping and her heroin addiction, she has agreed to take Tyler, his best friend, and his girlfriend to where the film was shot.

Of course when anyone goes out to the woods in the name of horror, there are crazed rednecks and a legendary killer to torment and hunt them down leaving us wondering who or what will survive. Will it be a protagonist, a killer, or the documentary footage, or could something even more twisted be all that remains where the hills run red?

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

Violent Religious Video Games (Hypothetical)

The question today is whether or not we are going to have sensitivity training after a coworker presented a meme to those who were not pushers for the Christ.

Coworker 2: (a chuckle)

Myself: (a laugh)

Coworker 3: I wanna see it.

Coworker 1: You won't like it.

Coworker 2: It's blasphemous.

Myself: Yeah.

Coworker 3: Come on.

The meme was "Passion of the Christ: Whip It Edition" for the Wii.

Myself: I think it would be more appropriate for the Switch's motion controls.

I think coworker three was probably emotionally knocked out by the sheer concept, so my pun was not registered in the complaint. It is funny how Jesus followers seem to be the least empathetic.

Empathetic in the sense that they were given a heads up that they were not going to appreciate something, but failed to take into consideration that people of a certain point of perspective can. My mom has a lot of bullshit right wing comics in rotation on her fridge. I believe my dad is probably the person who points them out to her.

It is difficult to get a read on my dad politically. His poker face probably made him so great as a negotiator. What I think I know of his views shows how great a person he is to still allow him the ability to compromise. He definitely can appreciate anyone's position, and thus he can figure out their humor. I look at the fridge, and I am offended, but I get who the joke's audience is for...and appreciate my smarter humor even more.

Intelligence may just be a perspective. Wisdom can be claimed by the right wing, knowing what is really going on, thus what needs to be done, what works. It does not allow for things to get better, but some people want everything.

Of course the issue is that it is not "want", it is "need", but the point is, I get that your belief blinds you. And in turn, since I have beliefs, I may be blind as well. Putting 90 miles between Mom and I has given me the space to not let her get in my face about it, so I get time to accommodate and not tell her that her argument verify what she thinks the left thinks she is.

Try walking in someone else's shoes. Or, this place needs Muzak brand pop music playing all the time. Sam Smith's "I'm Not the Only One" is tough to hear every hour and a half. When it seems like someone is pressing their views on you, it is just as annoying. We are in a pretty partisan country right now, and the most prominent supporters of Judeo/Christian faith side with the worst president to push positions to exclude people not like them.

You can see why a lot of people laugh at a gun-toting, raptor-riding son of a god. It is definitely something you should not take personally. If you cannot, you either cannot appreciate their feelings or you are only concerned about your own. If you are afraid of getting hurt, do not worship a faith with a mascot that allows it.

Islam might be the smartest religion because its worshippers like to stick to their rules. I have heard great defenses for the ones that annoy anyone not of the faith (women's dress) and the Western-born seemed to know where they need to compromise with the rest of society (excluding the Nation of Islam which I need to research more). If they have been radicalized despite 'Murican birth, most seem to rush for the cradle of civilization to win that back. Almost have to admire those we capture over there for doing that instead of strictly going after civilians. Thus far none of the religious freedom acts that come to mind are about Muslim's refusing service because of faith.

The smartest thing is the preventing engraved images of the prophet Muhammad. By making this a grave sin, you do not get memes for the tolerant to use against your leader. You cannot even Winnie the Pooh meme him. So, I will comment about how great a work out "The Passion of The Christ" video game could give you.

Maybe throwing is too close to whipping, so including a stoning level is out. But you can pretty much make a workout involving all matter of Stigmata. Include the Wii Fit, and you can incorporate some kicking and/or stomping. And that may not be necessary if Ubisoft gets the rights. Have you played "Just Dance"? Follow the Roman/Jewish silhouette, and you may not even notice the lack of accuracy of the motion control. Perhaps they can include a collectable yamaka with it.

Too bad the movie-to-video game adaptation market dropped out. And is it still bad to associate with Mel Gibson? But the Old Testament has yet to be adapted. How about Leviticus the game?

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John Cena and Why 40 Years is Enough (Version 1.2)

Does humor end with well thought out dead kid jokes?

Would not the last thing a "Make a Wish" kid want to see is the celebrity that they wished to see? They know after the meeting is over, it is back to that pesky terminal label. Pro wrestler John Cena provides the most wishes. Maybe it is having 23 to 30 years of experience on these kids, but if I was meeting my wrestling hero, I would like them to end my life with their finishing move/hold. What better way to end my days than to party with the Hulkster and then get leg dropped to heaven?

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Is it still too soon to make Chris Benoit jokes?

And I wonder why I am single. No really? Surely there is someone on OKCupid that is game for addressing such a query, appreciating the effort and having a little faith to spend, at worst, three hours with me. With no more JRR Tolkein adaptations being prepped for the big screen, how can I expect more time?

Maybe this is the point to give up on the online dating. I would like limit this consideration to the free dating sites, but Zoosk left a bad taste in my mouth. Perhaps if the site would have lead me to a scenario where I could literally have found a bad taste for said mouth, I would think differently

My latest exploration of OKCupid left me with too many words to tweet and too few to blog. Worst of all, it leaves me in a tough spot in trying to figure out how to reiterate my planned YouTube video, "Guy Does Finishing Moves on Zombies," to promote "Main Event of the Dead," my proposed pro-wrestling/zombie comedy. For a treatment of this B-Movie screenplay, send me an e-mail to russthebus07@gmail.com.

Maybe I should not blame online dating for my loneliness. I might just be in love with my own text. Hence the re-re-issue of one of my more popular blogs "40 Years is Enough." Who knows? Maybe this will give you a better insight into my talent as a writer.

40 Years is Enough (new incites)

Working at a gas station, you notice weird things. Kevin Smith, the best screenwriter of the nineties (I am not saying he is the best auteur, and Quentin Tarantino did not work as much), career was based on it.

Working at a gas station in the Peoria area, the nation's test market (we get new stuff for three months, and have to wait 10 years for their return [20 to 30 years if it is one of those rock bands local radio promotes]) you see a lot of crappy products.

Today, Hershey's chocolate-flavored Bubble Yum.

I turn to my fellow associate to say, "This product will no't sell. I hope they kill whoever came up with such a stupid idea in the name of natural selection."

After the disturbed chuckle of my coworker, I rethought my statement. It was not fair in terms of Darwinism.

"That guy should not die. He should be commended for finding people dumb enough to fund it. The people who gave the product their approval should."

Makes me question which came first, the Nazis or Hitler? No Hitler, no War War through the efforts of dumb Germans. No dumb Germans, no Hitler. If that is not a shout out to my English pride, what is? I guess that is why the chicken or the egg is the universal, less offensive query.

I for one feel that no one deserves to die (and the trolls associate me with whom they think should be executed...but that is another tale), but the world is over populated. The herd needs to be thinned. Trying to stay humorous, I think back to "Family Guy's" episode where Brian tells his therapist about his "Logan's Run" dream.

Cinema history lesson. Logan's Run is a sci-fi film from the seventies that earned a best special effects Oscar nomination for overly potent scribs (explosive charges used to simulate bullet marks [laser burns in this film's context]).

The plot is that after our world is essentially destroyed (nukes, war, I came in late on this flick), the remaining population developed a dome society where robots do everything for the people. To allow for this society to efficiently exist, when you turn 30 you are killed. Most people accept it, but of course, not everyone is so pro choice 363 trimesters in.

Logan, our main character who is on one of the execution squads that tracks down the runners, has turned 30, and has decided he's in the wrong.

My coworker asked "was this the flick with Robert Duvall?" No, Michael York is the star. "THX1138" is Duvall's role from the even more confusing George Lucas film.

Thirty. Despite my state of mind right now, I think I may still need three more years if my hopeless ass can hang in there. But do I need thirteen. Hell, Hendrix, Joplin, Morrison, Cobain, 2-Pac...they all did it in 27.

So I propose euthanasia at 40.

What is there for anyone to accomplish after 40?

Politics? Come on who would not like to see Bush euthanized?

Art? Stanley Kubrick even realized some projects are left to the younger directors. Like Jimmi Hendrix who achieved more just playing covers.

Technology? When did Bill Gates steal DOS and Windows? What good has he done since then (my apologies Mr. Gates...scratch that...I have a premise to maintain)?

Who needs technology if the risks are eliminated? What do you need to improve if the risks are eliminated? What do people under 40 have to fear disease wise? Leukemia, testicular cancer, and cervical cancer...

AIDS? With the cocktail, you should not die till after 40. It would be wiped out.

40 years is the age where you start having the awkward procedures to increase the length of your life (I found out that may start at 33, so eat healthy kids).

What straight guy is not fearing a prostate exam? I've heard all the bitching my mom offers about the mamagram procedure.

So if life ends at 40, men do not get a finger up their ass. Women will not have to go through Botox to keep there men from going after younger tail.

Plus the biological clock issues. Are you telling me women look forward to menopaus?

My little sister asked about child raising? She said, "You cannot parent as long as you should." I told her, "Your major is childhood development. This would give you more work."

If you only have 40 years to live, you would be a lot more productive with the knowledge that your life can be a waste (I may have found the true flaw to that York flick. If the characters had to work for something, they would understand the rules better).

You wanna be a teacher for a decade, no more keg stands. You wanna be a parent, get your kids fast and love every minute of it.

The most important thing about death at forty is it would weed out the weirdest people. Who on earth goes to med school to become a proctologist? Someone who has a fascination with assholes, or a person who could not succeed in any other medical field (Hell, if death comes at forty, will we need rim docs?)

Am I the right person for this rant. Perhaps not. I feel burned out and hopeless. I cannot do much more with my life. I fought my ass off to be this loser, and a lot of the time it seems like a waiting game (thank the gods smartphones came a long in the eight years since the original post).

Then again, I always want to be productive, and I work best with deadlines.

Obviously, my argument is not fair. My grandmother was full of knowledge that I try to use everyday. No one should deny my grandfather or father the time to give the love that they did/do (Grandpa could have practiced equality, but then my dad may have felt like he was just going through the motions with my siblings and me). If you want to keep living, please earn it.

So I have developed a fair way of euthanasia.

When you turn forty, you get a choice. All of the difficulties of the slide down the hill, or you get to choose your method of execution. I got this from "Monty Python's Meaning of Life."

For example: a man is given a choice. A prostate exam or have intercourse with Scarlett Johansson (I am actually a Keira Knightley fan myself), and she is on top. Your head will be laid across a guilatine base, and she is holding the rope to the blade. When you cum, she drops the blade.

You cannot convince me that a quarter of our society will not take the nut and cut option. Thus, the herd is thinned out.

I think all of this is pretty clever. Maybe even intelligent. Then again, I am not at a Big Ten school, I am at a truck stop.

After working at about any kind of gas station, one gets fed up with the most ridiculous customers. Surely, this world could use less ridicule.

Maybe this is my work of genius (at least until "Main Event of the Dead" is produced). Einstein came up with the theory of relativity and he worked as a patent officer, a clerk of like me.

Then again, I may just be a closet prude. Either way, I would love feed back.