The one with Macho Madness

May 26, 2011

There have been plenty of Randy Macho Man Savage tributes since he passed. Most of them will be better than this one, but they at least came sooner (That’s what she said!) This isn’t even really a tribute just some memories that popped up when he died.

Was I a fan?
(OOOOH YEAH!)

When I was younger there were sweet action figures made by LJN:

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The ones circled are the ones I had:

Hulk Hogan (Top row)
Iron Sheik (2nd row on the left)
Rowdy Roddy Piper (2nd row on the right)
And of course Randy Macho Man Savage (6th row)

Yeah they were awesome! They bent (if by bent you mean immediately went back to original position) and looked as close to them as my young mind thought possible.

(Barring evil scientist experimenting with illegal things)
(shut up)

I did get pissed when I wanted to do The Macho Man’s patented flying elbow but his elbow would stay in the same position.

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It frustrated me to no end! So I decided to improvise (so creative) and use my G.I. Joes as the wrestlers. Hey Sgt. Slaughter was in both.I used this one as Randy Savage because he wore a hat and sunglasses!

(Dig it!)

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That is Wild Bill in G.I. Joe lore but he served me well as Macho Man.

(I’ve been to the danger zone. Yeah)

I used the WWF ring but matches took place anywhere.

My bed (bow chikka bow wow*)
The backyard (falls count anywhere bitches!)
Shower (Double bow chikka bow wow**)
In the garage (hardcore originator bitches)

AnyScaryInsightIntoYoungJimi if there were matches of course there had to be champions right? Yep and I used the twist ties to bread bags as the belts. I saw to it that The Macho Man held onto the title for a long long time.

Also the time I came closest to getting in a fight I channeled my inner Randy Savage. It was on a dumb fake boat in the playground at the church school I attended.

(Done laughing?)

Anyways this kid (named Jake) was getting all up in my grill (so to speak) and I remembered back when Savage was fueding with Jake the Snake Roberts. So I said “I’ll turn you into a pair of jakeskin boots!”

May have thrown in a “dig it” but I can’t confirm that.

*Joke purposes only nothing sexual ever took place. Perverts
**Same as above you sickos.

OOOOOH YEAH! R.I.P Macho Man

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the one with blood and people in shopping carts

August 3, 2010

Another weekend comes to an end and it’s time to get back to the grind of the work week.

Haha. Sorry I had to do it. I hope your work week in general isn’t too bad.

My grind continues to consist of making sure that I’ve applied to at least 2 places. This is usually what Monday is. I make sure to find at least 2 jobs to apply for. I continue looking during the week but Monday is the at least 2 for that week day.

I’m sure you all are very happy to have learned that information.

Anyunemployment the weekend was a fun one. It started on Friday (as they often do) with a trip to the Grog Shop. We were going to support a friend’s brother’s band. The band is Mos scocious who apparently was voted best local band in Chicago. I only had to hear this fact about 600 times from various sources. Whatev. They were good. A little too feel goody for my usual taste but they were fun.

They were good to listen to and pretty catchy. They also had a decent stage presence which is something that some of the bands sorely lack. I was very happy to go because it had been way too long since I’d been to the Grog. The wife and been recently but not me. I miss it and this summer is a long way from the summer of the Grog we had with the rizza a few years back. So it’s been a while.

There was a new girl and the jack and ginger she made me was well it was very weak. As we chatted and drank Marty came over to see if we needed anything. The wifey told him no but I said “order me another I’m going to chug this.” He laughed and started to make one. I told him it was because she made it rather weak, he laughed again and made it nice and strong. Which of course meant the new drink was way STRONG. Yeah! Actually the bartenders at the Grog are some of the best in town.

Anywhiskey the opening act played to maybe15 people. Most of these were at the bar and most of them didn’t pay attention to the opener. It was just one man, and he was rapping. He wasn’t too bad. I feel bad because I forget (and lost the note I wrote it on) his name. His rhymes were not too bad. Even if one ended with:

“I’m so large I’ll stretch your womb.”

I meant to tell him I dug his stuff and see if he had a twitter or Facebook but after he disappeared into the backroom I never saw him again. Before the show we went over to the doghouse for some hot dogs, because the wifey napped/read until it was time to hit the show. It was tasty as always. It was good to sit outside on Coventry and eat. People watching at its finest—though unfortunately didn’t get any good Overheard Conversation bits.

Did I just start in the middle of the night and then travel backwards? What is this Memento?

Saturday was a day of two halves. I woke up at about 10am to find no paper. Now this is most likely due to the bank taking forever to give the plain dealer their money. After some coffee the wife and I sat down to address her dying computer. We were on the phone for like 3 crazy hours with Dell but all in all it finally got taken care of. It really doesn’t deserve that much of a space as the fun things.

Later that day we headed over to the Cleveland Cinematheque for the next installment of The Marx Brothers. This week it was Horse Feathers. This fine film came out in 1932.

Funny as the Marx Brothers always are. The wife enjoyed it—and I’m hoping this new found enjoyment changes her opinion of Duck Soup. Lindsay, the wife and I then went to Cafe Tandoor for some dinner. It was delish. The wife and I shared the Butter Chicken, Baingan Bartha and some garlic naan. The time was filled with laughter and that is always good. The wifey I spent the rest of the night in watching some tv and doing some reading. I was in sort of a somber mood but nothing major. We ended up staying up till like 4 in the morning.

Sunday the big day was here. My lovely Kat and I were headed to the Nautica Pavilion for PWO Wrestlelution 3 event. Yeah we went to watch some wrestling. Can you guess who the one who wanted to was? I gave her the option of just dropping me off but she declined. So onward we went. The event started at 3pm and doors opened at 2. We arrived at exactly 2 because being poor I only bought general admission tickets.

It was sit where you can and we scoped out some decent seats. You could see well from pretty much anywhere. We sat and chatted and what not. When Raven walked past us and took a seat at the merch table. There was simply no way I could pass up seeing my all time fav (and greatest heel of all time) Raven and so we headed over. As we waited in line Hacksaw Jim Duggan approached to much fanfare. Now as wrestlers go he’s not my fav or all that amazing of one either, but I grew up watching him. As people said “hey” shook his hand or said “hoooo” (he’s known for belting out hooooo) I tried to stay my ground. I told my wife I was trying to keep my cool and not mark out or get all excited just because of childhood nostalgia. The wife egged me on because she was concerned I’d regret it. Regret will be a topic of a post soon, but not today because I was doing things not regretting them for a change. I calmly shook his hand and said Hi. That was all that was needed. I was in line for the one I needed to meet and chat with: RAVEN!

Raven:

Greatest heel of all time Raven

Raven and Hacksaw Jim Duggan:

Raven and Hacksaw Jim Duggan

And then me trying to keep my cool later on.

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It was awesome. I got to meet him and talk for just a bit (read about 3 sentences from me and 3 from him) but it was enough. I tried my best not to totally bumble and blather. The event went for about 3 and half hours. By the end the wifey was sort of cranky because she was hungry and tired. But she sort of enjoyed and I know she did. During the main event M-Dogg 20 v Johnny Gargano for the PWO Title, the two tore the place up (literally). They went all over the stands floor and ring. It was a great match and there were several times kat said this:

“No no no. What are they crazy?”

Here are some pictures:

Krimson:

Krimson

Jason Bane threw Raven into a shopping cart:

Bane throws Raven into a shopping cart

Johnny Gargano flips onto M-Dogg 20 Matt Cross:

Johnny Gargano trying to kill M-Dogg 20, himself or both

Johnny Gargano dragging Matt Cross through the crowd:

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We went from here to a nice dinner at Mi Pueblo and then a quiet night at home.

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