That’s going to make storylines interesting

I saw on Facebook trending stories the other night that WWE superstar, Rusev recently got engaged to his real-life girlfriend, also WWE superstar, Lana.

That’s great and all, because the two of them have looked like the happiest couple over the last year, to those who occasionally see them on social media posting pictures of themselves.  The two of them at Florida State games, the two of them at tourist attractions seen while both being on the road together, and the two of them simply looking like the lovely couple that they are, regardless of the fact that he’s a Bulgarian monster, and she’s over-the-top Russian eye candy, when on screen.

However, as nice and sweet as this story is for their real-life lives, it does make things interesting as far as WWE storylines go.  Currently, on-screen, the two of them are “broken up,” and are in this terrible false drama storyline of the two of them basically trying to make the other jealous by having relationships with new partners, with Rusev picking up Summer Rae, and Lana becoming involved with Dolph Ziggler.

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Ego check

I have an ego.

Professionally, this is a fact that I try to downplay, because the very presence of ego is popularly believed to be the antithesis of teamwork, and teamwork is a concept that is extremely looked highly upon in the working world. Never mind the fact that there are jobs and projects out there, where the optimal working condition does call for individuals to do individual work, when the day is over, egos are often perceived as negative, detrimental things, and that we should not have them at all, so all can remain harmonious and cohesive, in absofuckinglutely everything.

Yet we all do. Anyone who says they do not, is delusional and lying.

Now the size of said egos are up for debate, and are certainly on a case-by-case basis, but when the day is over, we all have them.

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Oh, this is going to be good

And by good, I mean tragically bad, because at least when it comes to interacting with large companies, celebrities and large social media entities where participation is practically anonymous, there’s going to be a whole lot of disliking about to happen.

That’s right, Facebook has announced that they are going to create a Dislike function, because people apparently want to be able to express empathy:

The exact form a “Dislike” button may take is still up in the air. “What [users] really want is the ability to express empathy,” Zuckerberg added. “Not every moment is a good moment.”

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Dear Women: Stop Staring at my Sweaty Body

I go to the gym on a consistent basis.  It used to be five days a week, but has been reduced to twice a week, solely on weekends, due to a change in my life’s routine that has really only made it feasible for me to go to the gym on Saturdays and Sundays.  In lieu of sweating it out at the gym five days a week, I try to supplement my self-imposed need for exercise on the weekdays with some outdoor jogging, regardless of it’s 85 degrees or 105 degrees.

I exercise because I’m not really a fan of dieting, and the fact that I exercise is probably the one thing that’s preventing me from full-out blowing up into a 390 pound behemoth, trying to get myself onto TLC’s My 600-lb. Life.  That being said, I probably won’t become a cut and chiseled Adonis-like physical specimen unless I start dieting, and make some alterations in the way I work out to optimize my physical exertion into creating freakishly formed musculature.

Additionally, I like the idea that exercising makes me feel good about myself; perhaps its the endorphin rush from whenever I complete a workout, or it’s the fact that I’m a snob that generally likes the idea that the vast majority of the world is lazy and doesn’t work out, so the fact that I do makes me feel good.  Or maybe it’s the fact that despite the fact it doesn’t really show that well on me, I’m developing some degree of functional strength, and when it comes to it, I probably won’t embarrass myself if the need ever arises for functional strength in order to contribute towards some sort of function that requires it.

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Social media discretion

I’m by nature a pretty cynical person.  Yeah, I know that that’s not necessarily the greatest personality trait to admit to, but it’s kind of true.  Thoughts go through my mind all the time whenever I see certain things, and it’s often times a mental scale being weighed on whether or not I should say them, or express them on social media.  I thought about it today, and if I had to place a number on the thoughts that I don’t say, I’d would probably venture something like 85-90% of thoughts that might come off as cynically skeptical do not make it through the pipes and out of my mouth or typed by my fingers.

As a sample, here’s a thought I had that I’ll share on my brog because only six people read it, but wouldn’t share on social media, because that would paint me publicly as a curmudgeon:

Nobody who’s already been to a prior Comic Con actually envies those who are going for the present one.

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Jurassic World > Mad Max, easily

If I dared make such a statement over social media, I would instantaneously be labeled as things such as curmudgeon, contrarian, hipster or the like, but it’s true.

I simply think Jurassic World was a vastly superior movie over Mad Max: Fury Road.

Neither movie was really mind blowing, thought-provoking or something that blew me away, but when I think about how I felt after seeing both movies, I come away from Jurassic World with more pleasing emotions than I did after seeing Fury Road.

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Two cents on this con harassment story

I’m already disenchanted with the convention scene as a whole, and then there’s this story that’s been rampantly circulating that’s really driving home the fact that I’m beginning to really hate the scene as a whole at times, due to the rampant, well, people problem that seems to be pervading them more often than naught these days.

The thing is, I’m not even going to provide any links to it, because frankly I don’t think it really needs any more attention than it’s already getting; frankly, the fact that I’m posting about it in the first place isn’t helping quell the attention it’s getting, but it’s on my mind a lot lately, and I wanted to write about it regardless.

Long story short is that there’s a girl who dressed up at MomoCon over the weekend, claims she was touched inappropriately as well as groped, and when she voiced her disapproval to the convention itself, there are accusations that the convention told her that basically she brought it unto herself for wearing such a revealing costume in the first place, and that they harassed her to cover up and change.

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