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28 March 2012 @ 10:12 pm
Shit. Just. Got. Real.

13 November 2011 @ 02:44 am
One of my favorite wrestlers passed away: Eddie Guerrero.

I still remember where I was when I found out. I was a senior in high school and was enjoying lunch with one of my good friends when some random boys that were sitting at our table interrupted our conversation about wrestling to tell me that Eddie had passed away. The way they said it gave me the idea that they were talking within the contexts of the storyline he was in so I dismissed it. After all, I saw Eddie on last week's edition of Smackdown so what were these boys talking about? I didn't even know them anyway.

Later that day, I was in my American Gov't class, taking notes and listening to Vince (our teacher who let us call him by his first name) give his lecture when another friend of mine got my attention and told me that Eddie passed away the day before. (This all took place on a Monday.) She wasn't a wrestling fan but at that school, I had a reputation for being a huge wrestling fan so she felt it was her duty to let me know about the breaking news. (I'm very thankful for that to this day.) At this point, I flashed back to what those boys said at lunch and I just zoned out for the rest of the class period. Whatever Vince was going on about just wasn't important to me. One of my favorite wrestlers just died and all I wanted to do was get the hell out of that classroom, rush home, and cry over this news for the rest of the day. Thankfully, it was the final class of the day so I'd get my wish soon enough.

It was a hardship knowing that that night's Raw and that week's Smackdown were going to be dedicated to Eddie's memory. I came home, went to my room downstairs, and immediately went to WWE.com. If it wasn't official before, it was official the moment I saw Eddie's picture on the main page, the words "Eddie Guerrero. 1967-2005" in a big, bold white font. I bawled. Raw was hell that night (as was Smackdown) but on the flip side, it was inspiring, too. It hurt my heart to know that Eddie was gone but to see all of these wrestlers speak on how great a person he was and how he turned his life around for the better (he'd had a drinking addiction at one point and hit rock bottom only to accept Jesus Christ into his life and win everything he thought he'd lost) made dealing with the tragedy a little better. And I was able to smile when they all pointed out how funny he was. As sad as that moment in my life was (I spent the rest of the year in mourning - it hit me pretty hard), it was through his passing that I truly realized how great a guy he was and how thoughtful he was with his fellow wrestlers. Also, he was the perfect representation of a Christian: he was gentle and loving and was able to profess his faith openly without stepping on anyone's toes and everyone respected him for it.

Eddie was a fantastic wrestler who had great technical ability in the ring and amazing mic skills that always fired up a crowd, whether dramatic or comedic. But what gave him his edge was his charm and charisma. No one could deny his comedic ability, which was showcased so well in his "Lie, Cheat, Steal" gimmick. And no one could deny those bad ass, tricked out low riders he'd drive to the ring as his theme song played over head (he had a different low rider every week!). And no one could deny those moments when he'd shout "Latino Heat!", "Viva La Raza!", or "Orale Vato, Ese!" (catchphrases of which I imitated often around the house with my best Mexican accent along with the shimmy dance he'd often do week after week).

I recorded and still have those Raw and Smackdown tribute shows although I haven't watched them since the nights they aired. I probably never will. I knew that going in, but I had to have the shows documented so they're on tapes and I'll never erase them.

No matter how I feel about wrestling these days (I'm not the fan I once was although I still respect it), I always think back to Eddie Guerrero on this date every year and I'm always thankful that I supported him and appreciated him while he was alive. I'm also glad that he finally won the big one - the WWE Title - at No Way Out. After everything he went through in his life to get to that moment, it was great to finally see him get the top prize in the industry. And it was great to see him take his place posthumously among the greats in the industry as WWE inducted him into the WWE Hall a Fame in 2006.

Six years ago, WWE created a tribute video for Eddie using 3 Doors Down's "Here Without You". To this day, I can't listen to that song without thinking of him. There's also an amazing fan tribute using Alter Bridge's "In Loving Memory". Both videos and songs helped me get over his passing, especially that Alter Bridge one (and that was before I became a huge fan of them).

RIP Eddie G. Today I dedicate this day to you.
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Current Music: 3 Doors Down - Here Without You / Alter Bridge - In Loving Memory
I have been waiting for new Nickelback music for the LONGEST time and this - THIS! - is my freaking JAM right now! I like this sound for them. The other track - "Bottoms Up" - is good, too, but THIS RIGHT HERE grabbed me the most.

Oh how I have MISSED new music with Chad Kroeger's voice on it. Words can't even describe.....

And Daniel Adair's drumming, especially from 2:18-2:27 followed by that heartbeat sample? HUIWHRIUHEWRWRKJEWR! I JUST CAN'T! I love how prominent the drums are in this track. I like songs like that.

That is my LJ update for the week.

Also, Season 8 of The Office premiered last night and it rocked. It rocked my face off. I've been bouncing off the walls because of how awesome it was. I totally forgot how much that show affects my mood for the day when a new episode blows my mind. I am SO glad that it's thriving without Steve Carell. No disrespect to him with that statement, obviously, he kicked ass from the beginning of his run to the very end of it, but The Office is my favorite show of all time - of ALL time - and I want it to continue to succeed without him. I am emotionally invested in this show and I am extremely loyal to it, from when I became a fan during Season 4 to the very damn end. That is all that needs to be said.
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I don't feel like making three separate posts like I normally do when I have more than one SOTM so I'll break from that today and put them all in one post.

Foster the People "Pumped Up Kicks"

Airborne Toxic Event "Changing"

The Middle East "Blood"

The last two songs I heard through Crazy Stupid Love. (Dear lawd, that movie!) "Blood" played in the final scenes of the movie and "Changing" was in the commercials for the film. I need to listen to more from these bands. I will say that I was very pleased with the music in CSL. They stuck to using less mainstream bands which I was very pleased with. "Pumped Up Kicks" I just so happened to stumble upon on my phone's music app.
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06 July 2011 @ 07:07 pm
Which movie sequel do you like better than the first, and why?

I think Terminator 2: Judgment Day stands as the ultimate sequel. It's the answer to give when people say that sequels can't surpass what the original film set forth.

The one thing T2 did was take two of the main characters from the first film and have them undergo serious changes. These changes kept the story fresh and original and pushed it into an entirely new direction while still somehow keeping the groundwork that was laid in the original intact. In The Terminator, Arnold Schwarzenegger's title character was depicted as the villain sent to kill Linda Hamilton's Sarah Connor. With the sequel, The Terminator returned to save Edward Furlong's John Connor from Robert Patrick's T-1000 who was introduced to audiences as a more powerful villain compared to Schwarzenegger's T-800. And Hamilton's character grew from the naive, scared young waitress to the bad ass chick who knew how to fire her weapons and kick all kinds of ass to protect her son.

It says so much about the writing talent of James Cameron and William Wisher, Jr that the T-800's death scene at the end of T2 was a serious tear-jerker. Who knew that it was possible to feel such great emotion over the T-800's "passing"? And who knew that audiences could completely disregard the fact that this was the same character that once ripped the heart out of an unfortunate victim in the first film? (And yes, it must be said that the T-800 in T1 and the T-800 in T2 aren't exactly the same but you know where I'm getting at here.)

By making the T-800 the hero, this gave viewers more insight into what these Terminators were, what makes them what they are, and it also showed audiences that they are capable of being human, although not in every sense of the word. Maybe I should rephrase that and say that they are at least capable of understanding what it means to be human. (Remember the line "I know now why you cry, but it is something I can never do?")

I've watched Terminator 2 about a billion times and it still speaks volumes to me. I can't say that I'm a huge movie buff because I'm not but there's just something about that sequel that just does it for me. The actors, the story, the music, the special effects, the directing, all of it. (And there's a lot of love in my heart for the T2 theme song and that opening sequence that plays with it. Oh my gosh, I can't even put that love into words.) I just wish they'd left it at T2 and hadn't made sequels.

In my world, T3 and T4 don't really exist. It's fanfiction that just so happened to make it to the big screen. I will say that I can be a little nicer to T3 being that Arnold was in that, but it lacked what made the previous two films so special. It lacked Cameron, damn it. And it lacked Hamilton, too.

It lacked more than that, but primarily -- it lacked Cameron.
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Current Music: Guns N' Roses - You Could Be Mine (I forever associate this with T2)
Just found out about these guys.

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