Wait, what?

Quick history:
2004: The Dead End opened up.  Several writers were on board, each with their own different flavor.
2005: Business picks up, things get fun, but it’s still “forced” at times.
2008: The frequency of updates dwindled to once a week, twice if forced.  The dedication by all is waning.
2010: The joke begins that we’ll write again… eventually.
2011: John joins Victory Pro Wrestling as a ring announcer (this part actually does make sense).
2012: Whttrs.nu is being updated more than this site.

July 7, 2012:  John writes a blog about wrestling.  Without thinking.

Could it be, I’ve figured out what to do with this place?


Here’s a silly thought…

WWE fired a guy who used to work for TNA because he was poaching contracts of guys that were just about to end their contracts with TNA and trying to get them to sign to the WWE.

TNA’s response: We’ll see you in court.

Fast forward to July 5.  Kenny King was one half of the ROH tag team champions.  Although his contract was expired, he did have a contract extension in place that let him talk to other companies, but that’s it.

TNA has a tournament to crown a new X Division champion.  One of their competitors: Kenny King

So of course, he was fired from ROH.

Busch league, anyone?


Working out?!? Maybe…

I started working out with a friend from work.  It was nice, to be honest.

Waking up in the morning, picking her up, heading to the gym, sweating my ass off, then heading home for a shower and off to work felt nice.

The second time we went, it was at night.  I just got into a fight with someone and needed to blow steam off, and she said she wanted to hit the gym, so I tagged along.  We doubled the time, and it was amazing.

The third… well… I picked my friend up, went to the gym, but she was so pale if she glittered she would have won an MTV Movie of the Year award this weekend, so in the interest of friends > working out, I took her home and didn’t do any workout.

It’s been a week since then, and the closest thing to working out is me texting her to see if she was ready to hit the gym, and then seeing her at work because she was still sleeping.

My problem is that I don’t want to go alone.  I don’t really feel comfortable going with anyone else, either.  But the early morning thing just isn’t working.