Ah Tuesday morning dawns and all is quiet in this little town. Well except for the dog barking two houses over. That little rat bastard woke me up ten minutes before my alarm. Then came harpy like shrieking of his owner. The saddest part, the houses in this neighborhood are not that bloody close together. Country living at its finest, my ass.
So this week we are talking wrestling a lot and I thought, I would share who my favorite wrestler was right at the start of the attitude era I suppose. Forgive me if my knowledge of wrestling history isn’t spot on. I am far to lazy to look up every last detail. Anyway in my youth all the wrestling characters where just a wee bit to cartoonish for me. Don’t get me wrong I ate my vitamins and said my prayers like all the rest of the kids. Still I was getting bored silly by the concept of heels and baby faces coming out of the 80’s. So in 1990 when the undertaker came in with this very dark heel character I was hooked on wrestling again. I have always appreciated evil unrepentant characters and the undertaker was the perfect match. In my mind it is very easy to write a sunny friendly character, so seeing someone like the Undertaker and that git Paul Bearer was refreshing. It literally kept my interest in wrestling until the Rock and Austin’s characters got hot. I was a bit disappointed obviously when the “badass” gimmick debuted. Don’t get me wrong I understand why it was done, but that doesn’t mean I have to like it. So there you go my little addition to the wrestling week. The original Undertaker gimmick will always hold a special spot with me.
My twitter feed is a hilarious mess of my hobbies and interests. It runs heavy on the gaming contacts and industry folks. Which is where I find out about games I may of missed otherwise. One of those games is for the iphone and it is called tiny wings. You can grab it at the app store for 99 cents and it’s a great deal at that price. Basically your a over sized bird with tiny wings. Your job is to navigate the hills and valleys of the world after leaving your nest. The problem is your wings are so tiny you need to build up speed sliding around. There are goals you can achieve to upgrade your little nest and get more points. The concept is simple yet the game is very engaging and may take over fruit ninja as my waiting around game. I am pretty sure I already got my 99 cents worth out of it. I love little games like this that you can play for hours on end and then put down for weeks at a time.
Since Scruffy was back with a vengeance yesterday, I will close this morning piece with my short career as a puppet boy. When I was around the age of 6 or so I was given a hippo puppet. It had teeth and everything. The teeth which were made out of marbles and would cause the end of my tenure using puppets. For several weeks I drove everyone nuts with the hippo doing a silly voice and all. One day my 4 year old sister was trying to grab the puppet off my arm. Some how during that scrum I punched her right in the mouth. I was 6 so I don’t have a clear memory of how it happened just that it did. It caused her to bleed a lot, I do remember that. It also meant the end of my promising career in puppetry as the hippo was taken away from me, never to return. Poor hippo he could have been such a big star in the neighborhood. Oh and my sister lived through the punching and got even with me for it several times over through out our childhood.
Taker is a rather polarizing character. It's funny, because I am pretty sure Al Creed would agree with your take on him. I didn't mind the guy until he began to get really heavy with the MAGIC and whatnot, and to be honest, that stuff turned me away from the squared circle for a while… well that and the fact I was getting into the last year of high school and University brought with it the poor student's lack of cable television. However, I enjoyed that infusion of Bruce McGee Celebration of Professional Wrestling.
Hippo? King Hippo? You realize that if your sister had punched you back, in your belly, your pants would have fallen down?? Ha ha…
The arcane, borderline cultish stuff was a bit overdone and kind of creepy. It was more how he conducted himself and the story lines he was given in the first few years. May sound nuts, but I drew some inspiration in how I conducted myself when playing sports from him and one other gentleman.
I didn't really emulate them although a little league that included a tombstone pile driver might of been early comedy gold. What if anything it taught me was who the fuck was that can make an opponent nervous of you. Served me well for a lot of years and still does I suppose.
Ha King Hippo was awesome and sadly long after this puppet episode.