I cannot believe that I attended WrestleMania! What an amazing show. I had planned out the entire trip for months and it finally came. And knowing that I had all day, there was no rush to try to get to the Stadium. But wow, it was so awesome to be there. The setup looked amazing and the atmosphere was electric.
The fact that the sun was out for most of the show was tough. I was in section 214 and the sun was on me for five hours. I had my binoculars and my sunglasses, cap so I was OK. Still, it was tough on me.
But to be part of something so amazing was juts indescribable. Visually, it was great. The matches were fun and the storyline as great.
When I was trying to figure out my career about 10 years ago, I was very close to get into teaching over my career as a writer.
The foundation for my passion to teach can be traced back to “Dead Poet’s Society.” What Robin Williams did in that movie made me believe that I can influence and change lives, open up avenues to young minds that they may never have thought possible. It’s not a glamorous profession to be a teacher, but it is the greatest joy to share your knowledge, your hopes and your love with one another and see it grow into something beautiful.
RIP Robin Williams
I spent four years of my life here.
It’s not Thursday, but here’s a throwback story.
I went to St. Mary’s College High School, a private Catholic school in Berkeley. They try so hard to do the right thing and try to instill good morals to people. Fine, that’s all good and dandy. But at times, they don’t think things through.
Like this one time, the school decided to do a celebration to show our appreciation to the custodians of our school. Good intentions and could be a great deal.
On Friday I met with some outta town friends for a late dinner. We tried out this Tokyo fried chicken spot. Let me tell, you that place is good.
Following, we met up with other friends for some boba. Now that was fun.
The very next day, we spent 14 hours at Disneyland and California Adventure. I had never been to California before but it was a blast. I didn’t get a chance to see it all but I love that place. Too bad I don’t think I’d be going back there anytime soon. But it sure was memorable.
I don’t remember much about this day. I know I took BART with my friends to The City, and I think we got picked up by his dad to go to the Cow Palace.
This was my first ever wrestling event live. I followed wrestling but to actually go to the event, let alone a PPV event was pretty cool. I think the tickets were for $45 and they were on the side of the stage, which was tough to see the jumbotron but still had a great view of the ring.
John Cena was a wigger then. Kurt Angle was popular. Kane and Undertaker were about to meet a month later.
But this was Eddie’s night. I didn’t know what was going to happen and I didn’t pay attention to spoilers on the Internet as much as I did, but seeing him win the title, knowing where he came from, and the jubilation everywhere, that was special. He deserved it and I am so glad it happened.
So for the past two weeks I took a trip down memory lane and pretty much rewatched all the Ghostwriter episodes. The show was one of my favorites as a kid and I was truly inspired by the show to really enjoy reading. Looking back, I have to say that this was probably one of the most important shows in my life. I can say it has a foundation to my career now as a writer. I really wish the show lasted longer but there’s a part of me that’s happy that it got to where it did.
Originally posted on Mass Cultured:
If in the early ‘90s, you were a) between the ages of 7 and 14, b) owned a television, and c) literate, then you probably watched Ghostwriter. Produced by the Children’s Television Workshop (now called the Sesame Workshop) and BBC One, it premiered in the U.S. on PBS on October 4, 1992. Despite its popularity, the show was abruptly cancelled in its third season due to a lack of funding. The final episode was broadcast on February 13, 1995.
Ghostwriter focused on a racially diverse group of pre-teen friends who lived in Brooklyn, and solved neighbourhood mysteries with help from an invisible ghost. While much of the young cast’s acting was painful to watch, especially in the earliest episodes (most of the kids were from non-acting backgrounds), the show was a hit with its target audience. It was also lauded by teachers, who praised the series for teaching writing…
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I saw the movie a second time today. Saw it Monday, saw it this morning. I took a different approach to it and really focused on the Smallville upbringing. It was beautiful. Seriously, the soul of this young outsider’s story was amazing.
Not going to go too much detail about my thoughts this second time around, but I will say that this movie is the complete opposite of what the previous Superman stories have told us. In fact, this movie was just saw raw that I really felt that it is great to stand alone as itself.
The superhero part never truly attracted me to Superman. It’s his desire to be human, his desire to fit in — that’s what makes me love this character so much. This movie captured it better than any other story. That’s why I like this one. I can’t wait for the sequel.