wrestling

You can stare at the Abyss too long… The Abyss is wide and nigh all consuming.  Watching a few videos about incels, I found myself hugging a cat mutter, “I will not blow up the Internet…” over and over.  Not a day goes by where I do not think, “Shit, why does the Internet exist?” … Read more

There is a mild amount of ill-advise appropriation going on here. I realized that.  However, the 12-year-old scrambling around in my brain remained undeterred in this climatic mash-up.  To be fair, something like the LUCHASUMODOR (yes, all caps; Sumo + Mexican wrestler) is what happens when a bunch’a dude in cubicles who are sixty calls… Read more

“Hey!  That guy has four arms…” “And two heads!  Is that allowed?  Isn’t this supposed to be in a ring?  Seriously, does anybody have a rulebook?!” Looking at this now, I realize I forgot a lot of shadowing.  Enh.  It’s a doodle.  Something to remember for next time.  I spent most of my doodle-time making… Read more

Lucha, lucha, lucha! If you haven’t gathered already, I kinda dig wrestling.  Not so much the mainstream stuff, but the more independent stuff like New Japan Pro Wrestling, local indy stuff like Major League Wrestling, Wrestling Revolver, and my favorite — Lucha Underground. Lucha Underground is awesome.  It’s on Netflix.  Just watch it. Support your… Read more

“Who do your voodoo…?” Thank the Dead Island theme song for that line.  That, great, wonderfully craft, such pointed line.  We were saying that for weeks. That fateful day when the Spacelord was pulled from the depths of the Shawn psych, so too was the concept of Voodoo Aracade the wrestler.  Voodoo Arcade was what… Read more