The Greg Gagne bootcamp was fantastic. Ranks up there with the Tony Atlas/ Kevin Sullivan workout vignette on GCW. I took Greg's sister Donna more seriously as a badass. He looks like my insurance guy.

Anyone know the details of Greg getting in trouble for being handsy in the office?

Sarge was over as over gets during the Gulf War. Death threats over. When old ladies are trying to gut you on the way to the car, you're over. Funny, they kept that going til the end, but when they had a really well thought out, coherent storyline with...I can't remember his name, but his manager was Shaun Davari. Basically, 2nd generation Arab American making his way in a post 9/11 America. He was Italian in real life, but that doesn't matter. So was Chief Jay Strongbow and Wahoo McDaniels. A fairly compelling heel, because it was realistic. A couple of letters from CAAR and down the road he went. It's a fucked up world, people.

Watching RAW on the DVR tonight. Dewey Johnson came out at the end and ranted. He had notes written on his fucking wrist. I told the SO that I never thought there was any way I could hate the Rock any more, but the talentless douche pulled it off. Dusty Rhodes never needed notes.

Noogieless Cobra Clutch all the way. I think Maniac Mark Lewin did something similar that he learned in Tibet from a monk or some shit. I hate that everybody has a finisher now. Named after them. The Stone Cold Stunner, which is a Diamond Cutter, which is a Reverse DDT. Altho I did like it when Austin Idol called his Figure Four a Las Vegas Leg Lock.