Writing poetry on a brand new Commodore 64 using a word processor written in 1984 in December of 2025 on a morning where I find out Kenta Kobashi voted for Saya Kamatani for wrestler of the year, when also about to celebrate the 20th anniversary of getting my Joe vs Kobashi DVD, man. Life is weird.

I wish Tony Schivonne and Don Callis were calling this Cubs game

This Kip Russell album only comes out if im going to a wrestling show or the Cubs are in the playoffs. I haven't been a Cubs fan in over a decade. I cant not think of two best friends sitting together at Wrigley Field in 2015. But we are more than someone else's best friend. This song is so perfect.

Every day is a good day to donate money to a food bank. Today is especially a good day to donate money to a food bank.

I haven't really watched much wrestling these past several weeks due to incredible busyness - and I'm not buying Forbidden Door due to said incredible busyness - but - I would just like to say - for the love of fuck, put the TBS title on Bozilla. She is Vader in 87, Bam Bam in 86, Cactus Jack in 95

It is too easy for me to forget that besides my vocations of poet and whore, I am also a cook. This morning I am sequestered in my kitchen, blarring in flames and a few other new contemporary bands whose names escapes me, working on a new dish that's been on my mind lately.

I like to reward myself for working out by doing a few sets of Kobashi chops on my heavy bag at the end of my sessions.

It's still Bandcamp Friday.

Life is so busy. Someone told me that in a restaurant when he was taking my bill in 2011. It struck me in that moment how right he was. There was a gravity to his voice when he said this. It is challenging to want more than your body can provide. Maybe that's why pro wrestling is so beautiful.

The tides and seasons of life are so unpredictable. For example, tonight I am watching the first Stardom pay per view I've ever purchased and I find myself writing a Petrarchan Sonnet in awe of Bozilla.

It has been twelve or thirteen years since I've written a sonnet.

This week i have watched hours and hours of pro wrestling and listened to hours and hours of heavy metal and worked my fucking ass off at more jobs than im even aware of. I made lunch with my girlfriend this afternoon and then we had raucous, enlightened sex. Fuck im so grateful for so many reasons

Today two different bands I'm in released EP's.

If you're into dungeon synth & sega sound profiles - comewithmeds.bandcamp.com/album/she-wa...

If you're into fetish-centric dark wave and electro goth - heathersdiary.bandcamp.com/album/come-t...

I've been a huge fan of Marina Shafir everytime I see anything she does. I've especially liked her in Jon Moxley's group. In honor of her, I've stopped wearing a bra and bought a couple ribbed tank tops to show off my shoulders, collar bone and nipples. Sincerely, her confidence inspires me.

This evening I prepared a bowl of rice, fava beans, artichoke hearts, sundried tomatoes, spinach, garlic, onions and goat cheese. I ate it alongside a glass of Cabernet from Italy while listening To Mega Therion by Celtic Frost.

I also fervently need to masturbate.