Monsters of Wrestling: Gangrel

  I really can't recall any big time baddie in wrestling that was a standout vampire other than Gangrel, and if there was  I'll be sure to write about them later. This guy's whole presentation was perhaps the closet thing anyone could ask for.

  How the room would get dark and fire would rise to suddenly light it back up, and as they flared at the walkway where he would appear along with his two others, having a goblet in hand filled with blood. He would walk slowly to the squared circle with company, and once in it he would take a slurp and spray it out forming a red mist.

  The stable was called The Brood, truly a force that most wrestlers dreaded to dealing with. Their feuds started in what I find to be one of the most excitement inducing things ever as the lights was shut off on whatever segment was happening and than red flashes go off as you see three figures jump the victim, and after an extended period of more darkness the lights go back on to the sight of the victim having been given a bloodbath.

  Gangrel was major enough of a heel to be given a chance at the European Championship title held by X-Pac but to no success, which seem to have brought his power level down because he would than later merge with the strongest heel faction at the time, The Ministry of Darkness lead by The Undertaker, which meant more losses for Gangrel and company.

  After The Ministry of Darkness was defeated and no more Gangrel would later seek to regain dominance and would turn on his brood members and recruit The Hardy Boyz thus forming The New Brood but this proved to be a mistake for the Hardy Boyz where not to turn heel and would defeat Gangrel.

  So in terms of story that was the end of Gangrel at boss status for was pretty much at minion level. Years passed for him to come back as a hired goon for JBL but didn't get many wins, as a good villian should.

  Gangrel outside of the WWE universe was a big deal too, managing to captures many belts, given hall of fame status as a legend. So regardless of not having ever held a belt in WWE, Gangrel is not to be forgotten from history.

Wait a minute....

The End Times Are Coming

So, the US government banned the slaughter of cats and dogs for human consumption. At first I thought it was just a hilarious usage of taxpayer money, but now I'm starting to get worried. There was a tweet from President Trump boasting about how his brainwashed Jr. believes that the economy has been fixed (something Obama couldn't do apparently). If a Trump thinks the economy is golden, clearly it's fucked.

You heard it here first: USD is about to crash. The end times be on their way. Cash out into anything. USAmerica is about to crumble. Everybody jump ship! The entire farming grid is about to go down, because they couldn't make any useless money.

Trump! The economy! It's all a lie! If you stay in the US, the only food is gonna be cats and dogs and they just outlawed it. It's a plan to get everybody in the jail. The fee for eating pets is up to $5000, which nobody is going to have after they had to spend $1,000,000 on a loaf of bread. We're all gonna be slaves. Irradiated slaves. There's also a nuclear war brewing.

The C-SPAN broadcasted a meeting between the most nuke armed countries. It didn't go well. President Trump shit his pants in front of multiple world leaders. He had to be tackled by guards after pulling a gun from his glorious hair. Trump could be heard shouting about killing everybody that witnessed his explosive pant load of diarrhea foam dripping out onto the floor. You can always count on C-SPAN to have the realest news. They have the most raw footage and live nude politician action.

This is fake news.
Probably.
Didn't fact check any of this; that's up to you.

Much love to the mythical reader.

Only 46 days until Halloween

Still running through those halls

I have recurring nightmares set in 6-8th grade. In the dreams I am always an adult and everyone else is flashback age appropriate. There are frequently natural disasters occurring and in a lot of these nightmares I am trying to escape the building.

The school's varied faculty will show up and stop me from leaving and I just roam the halls endlessly, hiding in bathrooms having panic attacks, going to various classes only to be humiliated in front of everybody, or other fun stuff. Other times I make it outside and drag myself, like a legless zombie, a long the sidewalk in downtown Portland to the bus stop that takes me home. [Sometimes home is where the heart is, but mostly the lambs are burnt. Home moved at some point during that timeframe.]

I rarely make it home. Mostly bridges collapse and bus based catastrophes happen. These dreams often end abruptly once somehow I realize I am dreaming.

The bathroom nightmares are the worst. I would often hide in the bathroom while having panic episodes during morning break, so I spent a lot of time in there. This has given my brain massive memory banks to torment me with reliving the vivid history of toilet related embarrassments that occurred in my adolescence. The best nightmares involve massive turds clogging the toilets and people coming into the bathroom at just the most hilarious times. It's good stuff. Not. It fucking sucks when I wake up all sweaty, anxious and ashamed of my existence.

Music Monster of The Month: John Carpenter

  John Howard Carpenter, it was an honor to be alive of the time you have give me an so many others great movies to watch as well as great music to listen to.

We'll miss you.

  That's right. Mr. Carpenter (for those of you who didn't know) has composed some of the best original soundtracks to some of his best movies.