Kendall and I attended last night's WWE Monday Night Raw show at the Sprint Center, along with Crap Archivist Alan Scherstuhl. I'm an old school fan from the days when Jake "The Snake" Roberts tried to wipe the smirk off "The Million Dollar Man" Ted DiBiase's pampered, ugly mug. Hell, I even stuck with them through the Doink the Clown years. And though I admit that recent shows have been less than compelling, any chance to see The Undertaker chokeslam someone must be taken. He is to pain w
South by Southwest: Apparently, Johnson County is weathering the economic collapse a little better than Kansas City, Missouri. I'm moving to Overland Park, you guys. I've had it with Hobotown, its frustratingly spotty bus service, budget cuts, shiny prefabricated entertainment district, and punk-ass Child Protective Services department. If that bitch Doreen from CPS don't stop stickin' her nose into my business, one of these days, I'm gonna pop her one right in her smug fat face. She's all, "
