tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102002372024-03-07T14:10:46.488-06:00Kevin's Life Retarded!Just a here and now about me. Rarely updated, but full of random fun when it is.Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862noreply@blogger.comBlogger151125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-33234978446031114322008-04-30T17:46:00.002-06:002008-04-30T17:51:28.204-06:00Good Bye Old Blog, Hello New Blog.Hey...umm this blog isn't going to be updated anymore. It was a ton of fun but I've moved on to a better format for me.<br /><br />Please check out my new blog at http://luthor.tumblr.com<br /><br />You can also check me out more frequently on Twitter <a href="http://www.twitter.com/luthor">@luthor</a><br /><br />Hope to hear from you!<br /><br />'slater,<br /><br />Luthor aka KevinKevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-34220581389491200012007-07-27T10:19:00.000-06:002007-07-27T10:29:36.991-06:00Ugh...Being unemployed sucks.<br /><br />I've spent the majority of my time sitting and wondering when I was going to find another job. It leads to many sleepless nights.<br /><br />I feel like fighting with everyone, and I'm sure that it's me...but it really doesn't feel that way. It feels like people don't want to listen to what I have to say and the only way to get them to is to yell. And that's frustrating because that's not how I deal with things. Fuck<br /><br />'slater,<br /><br />KevinKevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-58234681133332766222007-06-25T21:28:00.000-06:002007-06-25T21:57:31.345-06:00Angry...I make no secret of the fact that I am a wrestling fan.<br /><br />It's not always my most favorite thing and there are times where I don't watch it much(I'm currently in one of those fazes) but I know something will happen and I'll eventually be sucked back in.<br /><br />Everyone who watches wrestling always has "their" guys.<br /><br />My guys were Bret Hart, Chris Jericho and...Chris Benoit.<br /><br />It's been widely reported today that Benoit, his wife Nancy and his 7 year old son, Daniel were found dead today in their Atlanta home.<br /><br />Reports are starting to surface that Benoit killed his wife and child and then killed himself.<br /><br />I think I'm in shock.<br /><br />I feel like all those matches and memories are horribly tainted. I feel like I need to burn all the Benoit stuff I have laying around. I feel guilty for supporting the guy. I<br /><br />I'm really angry and just needed to say it somewhere.<br /><br />'slater,<br /><br />KevinKevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-65542626355763885012007-05-24T07:31:00.000-06:002007-05-24T07:38:22.948-06:00Yeah....So I don't have a job after tomorrow.<br /><br />The owner of my company decided to pull our contract due to some political crap. That leaves me with no job for the foreseeable future.<br /><br />I wonder what I am going to do with all this free time...<br /><br /><a href="http://profile.mygamercard.net/wrestlelelexxx"><a href="http://profile.mygamercard.net/wrestlelexxx"><br /><img src="http://card.mygamercard.net/wrestlelexxx.png" border="0" /><br /></a><br /></a><br />'<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">slater</span>,<br /><br />KevinKevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-58969672898335060722007-03-13T18:06:00.000-06:002007-03-13T18:08:31.827-06:00What a Day...So yesterday we lost a major contract.<br /><br />Seeing as how I'm the Supervisor guess who had to tell people?<br /><br />Yeah.<br /><br />Fun day.<br /><br />One guy cried. That's a lasting image that will haunt me for the rest of my days.<br /><br />Everyone that's left is pissed off at me too.<br /><br />It's not fun being the bad guy.<br /><br />Werd,<br /><br />KevinKevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-56151295363850834452007-03-05T19:54:00.000-06:002007-03-05T20:03:23.499-06:00Things Change...So yeah...<br /><br />Been a while...<br /><br />How's wife and kids? Job going well? Good...good.<br /><br />So things change. New look. Life is strange. I'm in love. Work is good and sucky at once.<br /><br />So yeah.<br /><br />Check out these:<br /><a href="http://www.twitter.com/luthor">Twitter</a><br /> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/iamluthor">Flickr</a><br /> <a href="http://jenandkevshow.blogspot.com">Something new?</a><br /><br />Werd,<br /><br />Kevin<br /><br />PS: soon.Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-1154050102234974612006-07-27T19:02:00.000-06:002006-07-27T19:28:22.286-06:00Wowsa...Yeah.<br /><br />I know.<br /><br />Been over a month.<br /><br />Oops.<br /><br />My bad.<br /><br />Let's see where to start...<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Work:</span></span> Well...After 6 long years something had to give. Unfortunately, it was Ken.<br /><br />Ken is my long time boss and one of my best friends. He's worked for the same company 7 years(started there about a year before I did and actually brought me in). He was offered a sweet deal from another company and got while the getting was good.<br /><br />That left us with no Team Leader.<br /><br />So yeah...<br /><br />I'm the new boss.<br /><br />Only took 6 years, but I'm making a pretty decent buck now. I have lots of new headaches and responsibilities, but everything is working out ok. I've done the job before and I think I'm pretty capable. <br /><br />Yay for me!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family: times new roman;">Love Life:</span></span> I've also met a new girl. It's been amazing and I'm falling absofuckinglutely head over heels for her. There's no drama. If there's an issue, we talk about it. She likes me as much as I like her. <br /><br />It's just perfect.<br /><br />Yay for me 2!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family: times new roman;">Social Life:</span></span> So my 30th birthday is next weekend and since I got the promotion I decided to try and get a bunch of people together earlier in the month for a little get together at the 'Rack.<br /><br />Much to my surprise, everyone came out in full force. It was one of the few times in my life where everyone of my close friends came together. I would rank it as one of the best times in my life. It was truly amazing and I can't even put into words how incredible it was and how great it made me feel.<br /><br />Yay for me 3!<br /><br />So yeah...<br /><br />That's where I am right now.<br /><br />What was the last post about?<br /><br />Hmm...<br /><br />Weird how thing change, eh?<br /><br />'slater,<br /><br />Luthor...werd<br /><br />PS: <a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://myspace.com/iamluthor">Myspace</a>.<br />PSS: <a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://luthor.textamerica.com">Moblog</a>.Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-1151021356164150502006-06-22T18:03:00.000-06:002006-06-22T18:12:25.263-06:00And While I Remember...I deleted Endless Forward. I figure one blog I hardly ever update is good enough. That being said, I check my <a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.myspace.com/iamluthor">Myspace account</a> about a hundred times a day. Add me to your friends list and you'll here from me way more often.<br /><br />'slater,<br /><br />Luthor...werdKevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-1151020794063557182006-06-22T17:52:00.000-06:002006-06-22T17:59:54.083-06:00Does This Thing Even Work Anymore?So I went to see the Eels(again) on Sunday and they opened with a song that has a lot of meaning for me right now.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"><b>"Old Shit / New Shit"</b></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br />By Eels<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"> Everyone loves you</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"> Nobody cares</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"> An awful collection</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"> Of enemies and friends</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"> Congratulations to you</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"> With sad regrets</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"> I'm tired of the old shit</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"> Let the new shit begin</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"> </span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"> The psychic pain</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"> Of living in this world</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"> Is overwhelming me</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"> Again and again</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"> A beautiful afternoon</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;">Beside you in your bed</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"> I'm tired of the old shit</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"> Let the new shit begin</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"> </span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"> Nobody loves you</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"> Everyone cares</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"> None of them know what's </span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"> Coming 'round the bend</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"> Congratulations to me</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"> Many happy returns</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"> I'm tired of the old shit</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"> Let the new shit begin</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-weight">'slater,</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight">Luthor...werd</span><br /></div></div>Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-1147322874288518142006-05-10T22:40:00.000-06:002006-05-10T22:47:54.316-06:00Wet RatI decided to walk to work tonight. Bad idea.<br /><br />See it was spitting when I left but, by the time I got about halfway there, it started to down pour. As a result, I got totally soaked to the bone and couldn't work. I turned around and came back home(also in the rain). If anyone has ever said I was bright, they were lying.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6861/777/1600/DSC00936.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6861/777/320/DSC00936.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6861/777/1600/DSC00934.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6861/777/320/DSC00934.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6861/777/1600/DSC00933.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6861/777/320/DSC00933.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6861/777/1600/DSC00932.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6861/777/320/DSC00932.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Notice the gleeful smile?<br /><br />*Sigh*<br /><br />'slater,<br /><br />Luthor...werdKevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-1147301156532708492006-05-10T16:45:00.000-06:002006-05-10T16:45:56.546-06:00Map Thingie I Stole from Jules...<a href="http://www.geospyer.com/geo.php?id=762918"><img src="http://www.geospyer.com/t/762918.png" /><br />Track Your Visitors on a Map!</a>Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-1146878985980856592006-05-05T19:27:00.000-06:002006-05-05T19:29:46.000-06:00I Thought This Was Funny...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6861/777/1600/simpsons1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6861/777/320/simpsons1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-1146768399368206472006-05-04T12:40:00.000-06:002006-05-04T12:46:39.370-06:00So Much Happening...Too Little Brain Power to Express it...I think this has been the longest I've ever gone between posts...weehoo.<br /><br />I have a lot going on right now, so I apologize for the lack of posts.<br /><br />My world is kind of insane right now(again?) and there's a lot I'd like to say, just don't really have the words to express it all.<br /><br />When I figure it all out, I'll let ya know.<br /><br /><br />'slater,<br /><br />Luthor...werdKevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-1145289457581658492006-04-17T09:54:00.000-06:002006-04-17T10:19:26.486-06:00EndLessForwardHowdy...<br /><br />I was bored this morning and decided to start another blog. By no means does it ring the death tolls for LSOAWG. It's just going to feature the ridiculous amounts of forwards I receive.<br /><br />Enjoy!<br /><br /><a href="http://endlessforward.blogspot.com">EndLessForward.blogspot.com</a><br /><br />I'll probably be updating it every day or so. I'm having an issue with photos, so it might take a while before I get some of the attachment forwards up.<br /><br />Anyway,<br /><br />Belated Happy Easter!<br /><br />'slater,<br /><br />Luthor...werdKevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-1145075543864358982006-04-14T22:27:00.000-06:002006-04-14T22:32:23.883-06:00From PostSecret.blogspot.com-----Original Message-----<br />Sent: Thursday, April 13, 2006 10:25 AM<br />To: Frank@docdel.com<br />Subject: imagine the wildside<br /><br />The first time I heard this, it made me laugh.<br />The second time, it gave me hope.<br /><a href="http://blogfiles.wfmu.org/KF/rx-imaginewalkonthewildside.mp3"><span style="text-decoration: underline;">http://blogfiles.wfmu.org/KF/rx-imaginewalkonthewildside.mp3</span></a><br />---------------------------------<br /><br />'slater,<br /><br />Luthor...werd<br /><br />PS: Couldn't have said it better myself!Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-1144816967717454212006-04-11T22:42:00.000-06:002006-04-11T22:42:47.736-06:00Friday April 7, 2006 Will Now Officially Be Known As Day From Hell...<span style="font-style: italic;"><blockquote>Prologue:</blockquote></span><br /><br />Thursday Night sucked. My internet connection mysteriously went out at around 6pm. I called my ISP and told them I thought my modem was fried. Shortly after 10 Dave, the guy from Tech Support I had been on and off the phone with since 6, came to a conclusion. "Kevin," He said, "I think your modem is fried. Why don't we just set you up to get another one?"<br /><br />Brilliant.<br /><br /><blockquote><span style="font-style: italic;">My Friday:</span> </blockquote><br /><br />I woke up early and was cranky. I did my usual morning things. Showered. Etc. Since it was pay day, I checked out my bank account.<br /><br />I was expecting a hefty check because I had crammed a bunch of OT in the previous 2 weeks.<br /><br />Welp...Check wasn't so hefty.<br /><br />I got to work and discovered that I was going to have to work the crappy job.<br /><br />When Ken(da boss and best friend combo) got in I asked him about my check...where it was revealed that he had screwed up...and well...forgot to pay me for 22 1/2 hours.<br /><br />The day was just getting started.<br /><br />I went to call my boss from our office phone. His phone number starts with 919...so I accidentally dialed 911(ofcourse). The police showed up a few minutes later and I had to explain to the officer what happened, as my bastard co-workers were laughing and snickering in the background.<br /><br />Work was incredibly busy(I think we did 530 units), and since I was doing the crappy job, I was incredibly sore.<br /><br />After work I went to my ISP and picked up my shiny new modem(I do have to admit, even during my bitch fest of a blog post, my new modem is pretty. It's a purpley blue colour.)<br /><br />When I got home, I reset up all my internet stuff so I could checkada email and surfada web. Everything worked great, so I'm thinking maybe this Day From Hell was going to better then I had thought.<br /><br />As I was checkading email and surfading the net the phone ran, so I gently put down my(READ: KEN'S) laptop on the stand and went to answer it. I put it down slightly off kilter and it fell over. I checked it over a little bit, but nothing seemed amiss...but I couldn't connect to the internet...again. It appeared to me that when it had fallen over the Ethernet cord had snapped. Not a huge deal, but didn't help my day out any.<br /><br />Ken, Sean and I had gotten tickets to see Rob Zombie that night so away we went to Detroit to see Mr. House of a 1000 Corpses.<br /><br />We got inside and the opening band was just horrible and cheesy. It was like every modern bad Heavy Metal band cliche rolled into on. They were European, looked like Korn, had a chick singer and a metal screamer guy, did WAY over the top hand gestures while they were "performing"(IE pointing to their eyes, then pointing to their hearts, then pointing to the crowd) and did the worst of the worst Metal thing of all...synchronized head banging. Can I vomit now?<br /><br /><br />The crowd at the show was a wee bit unruly(as is to be expected at a Rob Zombie show) and I decided that I didn't want to be anywhere near the pit for fear of getting killed and trampled. So I found a nice little spot, where I could see everything and be enough out of the way that I didn't have to worry about serious injury or loss of life.<br /><br />Big Mistake.<br /><br />The place I choose was near a railing and when Zombie took the stage the crowd kind of surged backwards for some reason...and since I was at the back against railing...guess where I got pinned?<br /><br />So that kind of hurt, but the Zombie was good and I kind of got over it.<br /><br />After the show, Sean and I bought bootlegged Tshirts of some guy in the street(I love bootleg shirts). When we got back to the car, Sean noticed that he had gotten his shirt a size too small. Ken drove back to the spot we bought the shirts from and Sean jumped out of the car to exchange the shirt with Bootleg Tshirt guy. As soon as he got out this massive spider crawled out from under his head rest(a sure sign demons were following me that day). I grabbed the thing(and could feel the crunch in my hand I might add) and went to throw it out the window...but for some reason, opened Ken's car door...which was caught by the wind. Did I mention we were parked next to a big metal garbage can? Yeah...doors and metal garbage cans don't mix real well.<br /><br />After the show I went to talk to my mother. She was feeling lonely and talked me into going to the drug store with her. My mother is never the most pleasant person to deal with when she's tired. When she isn't getting what she wants and she's tired, she's a veritable she beast. Apparently the doctor hadn't written the OK for one of her prescriptions to be refilled. Mom decided to scream at the pharmacist...for 1/2 hour. Luckily, I stayed in the car...which is about when I noticed how bad my back was hurting.<br /><br />After the trip(did I mention this was about 11:30-12ish?), Much to my surprise, I had giant black bar shaped bruises across my shoulders and mid-section. So much for the nice spot against the rails at the concert.<br /><br />I don't do this often so take note:<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >FRIDAY APRIL 7, 2006...FUCK YOU! </span><br /><br /><blockquote style="font-style: italic;">Epilogue: </blockquote><br /><br />Turns out I didn't snap the Ethernet cord. Nope. I snapped the port...which is attached right to the board on Ken's lappy...which would mean buying a brand new computer would be cheaper then getting it fixed.<br /><br />Luckily, Ken didn't care. He's got all kinds of wireless toys that can remedy that issue.<br /><br />So last weekend was the first time in about 4 years where the only internet connection I had was Dial Up.<br /><br />Going back to Dial Up is akin from eating steak everyday the suddenly being forced to eat dog food.<br /><br />Luckily, Ken likes to give me all his old wireless toys and he gave me one of his old routers and a USB antenna...but forgot the software. So I was on Dial Up from Saturday to Tuesday...and it sucked like nothing has ever sucked in the suckiest suck suck ever.<br /><br />Ok, now this mini novel(bitch fest) is done.<br /><br />'slater,<br /><br />Luthor...werdKevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-1144200056688261402006-04-04T19:16:00.000-06:002006-04-04T19:20:56.710-06:00Crappy Day...Some days are just supposed to be $hitty. Today was one of those days.<br /><br />I broke up with my girlfriend tonight and I just feel like a total heel. <br /><br />She's a great girl and I know she's destined for bigger and better things, but I just feel so badly about it.<br /><br />How is it that you know something isn't working, but when you go to fix it things just seem that much worse?<br /><br />Life's a bitch and then you die, I guess.<br /><br />'slater,<br /><br />Luthor...werdKevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-1143765109202359642006-03-30T17:52:00.000-06:002006-03-30T18:31:49.223-06:00It's The Most Wonderful Time of the Year...And there came flashes of lightning, rumbling, peals of thunder, an earthquake and a great hailstorm...and Luthor doth post once more...(please don't hurt me for that, I just thought it was funny).<br /><br />Things have been really crazy of late. I've been working 7 days a week, with lots of 12 hour shifts in that time, so I've just not felt up to posting. <br /><br />Life is crazy sometimes. It's weird when so much changes when so little has taken place. <a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chaos_theory">Chaos Theory</a> sucks sometimes.<br /><br />It's Wrestlemania on Sunday. Just like the Superbowl, this is it for wrestling. The big dance. A chance to go in a no one and leave as a super star. I just plain love 'Mania.<br /><br />This year's card leaves a lot to be desired, but I'm still hoping for some good stuff.<br /><br />The thing I'm most looking forward to isn't even happening on Sunday. It's the night before. My favorite wrestler of all time, <a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://luthor.textamerica.com/?r=3324640">Bret "the Hitman" Hart</a>, is being inducted into the WWE Hall of Fame. For the common joe that knows nothing about wrestling this might seem like a ho-hum kind of thing. But for us wrestling fans, this is freaking HUGE.<br /><br />I'm not gonna go into why it's so huge. Just click <a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.brethart.com/facts.asp">HERE</a>, and get the whole story yourself. So yeah. This is stoked me.<br /><br />Other Stuff:<br /><br />Don't think the dog thing is happening now. Some stuff has changed and it doesn't look like it will be a possibility. I'm in the middle of a big denial stage about the other stuff, so I don't want to get into it. Let's just say I might be looking for a new place to live.<br /><br />Saw V for Vendetta last Friday, and all I've been able to think since is how much better everything would be if it were more like that movie. It's masterful and deserves a lot more credit then it gets. If you haven't seen it, do yourself a favor and go and see it.<br /><br />I love comics still. I hope things continue to be as good as they have been lately. I just love them.<br /><br />I've gotten on this kick of collecting action figures from the Justice League Unlimited cartoon. This is my most current obsession. I've gotten 20 or so in the last month and need about another 20 in order to get the entire set(well all the characters anyway, there's only so many versions of Batman).<br /><br />Ok thought process is done. Check out my myspace thing: <a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&friendid=49244989">myspace.com/Iamluthor</a> and add my as a friend.<br /><br />'slater,<br /><br />Luthor...werdKevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-1142290482665760272006-03-13T16:17:00.000-06:002006-03-13T16:58:04.380-06:00What a Week This Will Be...Yeah, it's Monday and I'm already wishing it were Saturday.<br /><br />This is just going to be one hell of a week.<br /><br />My Mother is signing her divorce papers tomorrow and is seriously depressed about it. So depressed that she's asked her older demanding sister to come and stay with her this week. One demanding, drives me retarded Aunt leaves...another comes in. It's like a revolving door.<br /><br />But when she leaves in a few days, My house will me MY house again. I'll be able to walk around in my underwear. I'll be able to shave and do laundry whenever I want. I'll be able to poop and read in the bathroom without someone banging on the door. It's gonna be heaven.<br /><br />This week also marks the 1 year anniversary of the worst day in my life. Ain't that gonna be special? My mother and I are both going to have relationship ending anniversaries in the same week. SWANKY!<br /><br />Things are different now, I know. I'm a lot better off then I was then and I feel like a healthier person, so all ends well.<br /><br /><br />Otherstuff:<br /><br />Went to London this weekend. It was cool hanging with all my Doyon siblings(I am after all an adopted Doyon). It's rare when we all get together, so the moments when we can and do whatever together is just nice. Marc and I teamed against Rich, Sam and Nic in a game of "Scene it." Last time we were there I kicked major ass. This time not so much. They took us down. I'll have my revenge. <span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;" >mini ps to Rich: At least I know what a roller coaster is...beeyotch. </span><br /><br />The great dog search of '06 still continues. My mother has decided she wants a <a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.dogbreedinfo.com/shihpoo.htm">Shih Poo</a>. I've come to the decision that we should get whatever she wants because in all reality, I don't know how much longer we're going to live together and if we get a dog, it should be something she'll love, whether I'm around or not. That being said...still <a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.petfinder.com/pet.cgi?action=2&pet=5877430">A-W-W-W-W-W</a>!<br /><br />Things are still going with Steph. It's been almost 4 months now. Which just seems weird. She's in a chronic bad mood at the moment due to the <a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://cnews.canoe.ca/CNEWS/Canada/2006/03/13/1485585-sun.html">teacher's strike</a>. It sucks for her, but she's talented(take a look at ye olde moblog to see some of her photography) and I know when things settle she'll be ok.<br /><br />And finally...<br /><br />I bought Bears fuzzy dice in London. Ya buddy.<br /><br />'slater,<br /><br />Luthor...werd<br /><br />Major PS to Rich: There's a hidden message in here somewhere for you. Find it and I'll give you a cookie.Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-1141525739287024382006-03-04T19:40:00.000-06:002006-03-04T20:29:00.413-06:00I'm Dead Sexah...Remember those pictures I was talking about a few posts back. Welp I them posted on <a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://luthor.textamerica.com">Ye Olde Moblog</a>, and <a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://shotoftheday.textamerica.com/?r=4335069">one of them</a> was picked as Textamerica.com's <a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://shotoftheday.textamerica.com/?_go=act.lc.img">Artistic Shot of the Day</a>.<br /><br />I rule.<br /><br />What else...<br /><br />umm...The dog search is still going. My dogs from the pound in Detroit got adopted. Part of me is still hoping that it's an elaborate ruse and someone I know went and got the puppy for me. They were just SO cute. I hope their new caretakers treat them as well or better then I would have.<br /><br />I've also discovered that info about these hybrid/designer dogs is pretty hard to come by. Almost everything I've read has been negative, but everything that I've read sounds like it's coming from a bitter breeder who's pissy because their pooch of choice isn't the current it dog. I think I've found a total of 4 breeders in North America that offer "ShiChis"(which is what a Shih Tzu/Chihuahua mix is called, <a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.dogbreedinfo.com/shichi.htm">apparently</a>) through the web.<br /><br />I've spent the VAST majority of my free time lately searching the web for dogs and I gotta tell ya, I ain't impressed! <a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.petfinder.com/">Petfinder</a>(which only covers pounds and animal rescues) is the best of the bunch, and the rest, frankly, suck sour frog ass. Most of them don't even have a "search our site" thingie. What the hell is up with that?<br /><br /><br />I've been totally obsessing on the dog thing lately(ask my girlfriend and the people at work, they'll tell ya).<br /><br />Rented the movie <a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0366780/">MirrorMask</a> last week. I liked it a lot. It's kinda artsy weird but faerie tale like but dark and creepy too. Just a cool flick. Plus the chick in it is hot...<br /><br />Well...Another ramble post comes to an end.<br /><br />Off to read some Wizard and Mac World Monthly then hit the hay.<br /><br />'slater,<br /><br />Luthor...werd<br /><br />PS: I'm allowed to think she's hot. <a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0503060/">She's perfectly legal</a>.Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-1141186046017351032006-02-28T22:01:00.000-06:002006-02-28T22:07:26.040-06:00Some One Buy Me This Puppy...They updated the pictures of those puppies I want...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.petfinder.com/pet.cgi?action=2&pet=5877430"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6861/777/320/MI308.5877430-1-pn.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>I want this puppy...so very badly...*sigh*<br /><br />Someone get it for me?<br /><br />Please?<br /><br />I'll be your bestfriend!<br /><br />Pretty please?<br /><br />I can hold out hope...<br /><br />'slater,<br /><br />Luthor...werdKevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-1140928322616010542006-02-25T22:22:00.000-06:002006-02-25T22:32:02.616-06:00Fancy New Title...So after seeing that my title was all messed up and knowing that I was going to model for some photos I thought why not kill two birds with one stone.<br /><br />So up above is the new title image for Luthor's Story of a World Gone Retarded. If you enjoy it, all praise go to <a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://myspace.com/seek_creatives">Steph</a>.<br /><br />Let <a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="mailto:wrestlelexxx@gmail.com">me</a> know what you think.<br /><br />'slater,<br /><br />Luthor...werd<br /><br />PS: More posts soon.Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-1140673797209475892006-02-22T21:22:00.000-06:002006-02-22T23:49:57.253-06:00I Want A Dog...For the last few months my Mom has been telling me she wanted a dog, and I've listed off the hundred and three reasons why we shouldn't get one.<br /><br />See growing up, I always had some kind of animal around and almost always they came to tragic endings...<br /><br />While I was growing up, there was Rusty. Rusty was a cat, that thought he was a person and acted like a lion. Rusty was born a few days before I was and we grew up together. Rusty was the closest thing I ever had to a Lassie. I have memories of Rusty following me to school and waiting for me when I got out. I have one very strong memory of Rusty coming to my rescue while I was being chased by two dogs. He was an awesome animal. Rusty stories always come up whenever my family gets together, simply because he was such a character. Rusty was poisoned on a Christmas Eve when I was 12 years old and literally died in my arms on the way to the Vets.<br /><br />In my early teens, My Mom got on a small dog kick and decided she wanted two small dogs. We got Griffen(My dog, Male Maltese) and Mitsu(her dog, Female Shih Tzu). Since she was fairly new to the idea of purebred dogs, my Mom looked in the paper for the cheapest little dogs she could find. We got them and they were great little dogs, but they kept having health problems. Mitsu didn't have a tail, Griffen eyes would run until his face was completely stained, both of them had problems with teeth, etc etc. We took them in one day for a routine check up and the Vet said two words that I'll never forget. "<a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.stoppuppymills.org/">Puppy Mill</a>." Within two years, both of them died. Mitsu started getting tumors on her back and after having several surgeries, didn't make it through. Griffen was healthier, but still had constant problems. They discovered a tumor on his hind leg, and died on the operating table.<br /><br />Then there was Dede. Dede was a champion show Shih Tzu. She started to develop eye ulcers because of the stress involved in showing and her breeder(Donna) decided that she needed a new home. My Mom worked with this women and had told her the story of Mitsu and Griffen. Donna told my Mom that we could come out to her place and meet the dog, and if she approved we could adopt. The story goes that as soon as Donna saw me, she decided that she wasn't going to give any dogs to me. I was a big scary looking guy and there was just no way in hell that she was going to allow one of her babies to leave with me. I remember walking in and sitting down and this little tiny black ball of fur just sitting at my feet. I leaned over to pet her, she got up on her hind legs and licked my nose. I picked her up and it was love from then on. Donna saw that and quickly changed her mind and decided to drop the usual fees associated with adopting one of her animals. I loved Dede more then I have any animal, ever, in my life. She was my dog from the moment we met. Dede was my best friend during my toughest years. She was never far from my side. We had Dede for almost 10 years(she was 4 when we got her) and she never had any health issues until her last year. She was starting to go blind and slowed down a lot in her last year. The Vet said she was healthy enough for an old dog but with her losing her sight we needed to be extra cautious. I had gone away for the weekend and I returned home to find out that she had fallen down a flight of stairs and didn't survive the fall. She was my dog and I never even got the chance to say good-bye. <a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://luthor.textamerica.com/?r=3324845">I still miss her to this day</a>.<br /><br />The loss of Dede was the main reason I didn't want another dog. I don't think there has been another loss in my life that was as hard to take as losing Dede and I didn't ever want to have to go through a loss like that again.<br /><br />Then a few weeks ago, Steph and I stayed out at her friends place. The place was a veritable zoo. There was 2 cats, 2 rats and...3 dogs.<br /><br />While we were there, I kind of remembered why I loved dogs so much and how much fun they are to have around.<br /><br />I miss playing.<br /><br />I miss the mischievousness.<br /><br />I miss coming home to that little furball so happy to see me she doesn't know what to do with herself.<br /><br />I miss the companionship.<br /><br />I want a dog.<br /><br />So I gave up my battle and decided that I would say sure to my Mom's requests. So I told my Mom this...and she says she doesn't want a dog.<br /><br />This is where I discovered I can be a bit obsessive compulsive. Right after I had that conversation with my Mom I started looking on the 'net for dogs. I found a group that I loved. Click <a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://search.petfinder.com/petnote/displaypet.cgi?petid=5811456">HERE</a> to see them. I should my Mom that picture and she's decided she wants a dog again too! I emailed the <a href="http://home.comcast.net/%7Ehomefurever/index.html"><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" >Home Fur-Ever</span></a> about getting one of them and they basically told me that I'm out of luck. That I could apply for one of them, but they don't adopt out of state as a rule(I'm gonna have a bigger blog about pet adoption).<br /><br />So here I've been since, looking for that little dog, close to home that wants to become part of my life. I can't wait.<br /><br />'slater,<br /><br />Luthor...werd<br /><br />PS: If you live close to Windsor, Ontario and know of anyone that breeds or has a litter of Shih Tzu/Chahauhau pups, <a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="mailto:wrestlelexxx@gmail.com">please let me know</a>. I would be VERY interested!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6861/777/1600/MI308.5811456-1-x.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6861/777/200/MI308.5811456-1-x.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-1140231986201352732006-02-17T21:03:00.000-06:002006-02-17T21:06:26.243-06:00Just a Thing I Wanted to Try...This might actually replace my digg news thing...<br /><br /><!-- BITTY BROWSER : WWW.BITTY.COM : {BEGIN} --><br /><script type="text/javascript"><br /><!-- /* Bitty Browser tips & tricks: */ /* http://www.bitty.com/manual/ */ bitty = {contents: [{ service: "bitty:browser", title: "Bitty Browser", width: "100%", height: "400", titlebar: {display: "on"}, buttonbar: {textlabels: "on"}, searchbar: {display: "on"}, homepage: {contents: [{ service: "digg", username: "luthor" }]} }]}; // --><br /></script><script src="http://b1.bitty.com/b2script/" type="text/javascript"></script><noscript><!-- BITTY BROWSER : WWW.BITTY.COM : {BEGIN} --><br /><script type="text/javascript"><br /><!-- /* Bitty Browser tips & tricks: */ /* http://www.bitty.com/manual/ */ bitty = {contents: [{ service: "bitty:browser", title: "Bitty Browser", width: "100%", height: "400", titlebar: {display: "on"}, buttonbar: {textlabels: "on"}, searchbar: {display: "on"}, homepage: {contents: [{ service: "digg", username: "kevinrose" }]} }]}; // --><br /></script><script src="http://b1.bitty.com/b2script/" type="text/javascript"></script><noscript><a href="http://not-a-real-namespace/http://www.bitty.com/">Bitty Browser</a> (JavaScript required)</noscript><br /><!-- BITTY BROWSER : WWW.BITTY.COM : {END} --><br /><!-- BITTY BROWSER : WWW.BITTY.COM : {END} -->Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-1139957511970203542006-02-14T16:38:00.000-06:002006-02-14T16:51:51.986-06:00Another Thing I've Stolen From Jules...Dunno what it is, thought it was cool. Give it a whirl.<br /><br /><a href="http://kevan.org/johari?name=Luthor">http://kevan.org/johari?name=Luthor</a><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span><br />'slater,<br /><br />Luthor...werd<span style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span>Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862noreply@blogger.com0