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Rose or Wrestler

20 Actual names of rose varieties that would make really terrible names for professional wrestlers, mixed with 12 actual names of pro-wrestlers.

1. Cocoa Samoa
2. Blushing Knockout
3. Badnews Brown
4. Outta the Blue
5. Weeman
6. “leaping” Larry Crane
7. Just Joey
8. Sexy Rexy
9. Sensational Sherri
10. Fabulous Moolah
11. Golden Showers
12. Wild Dancer
13. Peter Frankenfield
14. Social Climber
15. Europeana
16. The Spoiler
17. The Generous Gardener
18. Toulous-lautrec
19. Gift of life
20. Lord Alfred Hayes
21. Dinty parks
22. Misterio de Muerte
23. Captain Thomas
24. Texas Outlaw #1
25. Carefree wonder
26. Berries n’ Cream
27. Class Act
28. Moose Cholak
29. Lucky Pierce
30. Kiss n’ tell
31. Sentimental Schoolgirl
32. The Scufflin Hillbilly





( The Answer Key - #’s . . . 1,3,6,10,16,20,21,22,24,28 and 32 are actual names of actual pro-wrestlers.)

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Let's get this blog moving again !I haven't written a thing all year! Thus alienating the two readers this blog has ever had. But I vow to start posting again because I love the collage like ability a blog has to mix in different media . . .

Top Secret New Project

I am collaborating with a friend on a top secret new project. I can't post any details except that I am doing the writing and he is doing the art work. It is shaping up to look pretty cool ! Here is the first piece.

Money does buy happiness

This new study shows that the more money you have the happier you are.  Who knew ?!

I think I broke my tailbone

So about a week ago I went down to Tijuana to get a burrito and while I was there I rode a mechanical bull while under the influence of a couple cervezas and Oxycontin. They sell pain-killers in Tijuana like they are candy, my friends and I bought a hand-full at an ice cream store. Frankly I don't see what the huge draw is - the only effect I noticed besides a mild euphoria was a general increase in my already powerful, latent stupidity to try new and dumb things.

Oh good Lord ! - what was I thinking?I have a whole new respect for bull-riders. While from the ground a mechanical bull does not appear to be going to fast and furious it is much more awkward than it looks. During the largest of the bucks I flew up into the air about a foot and came down upon the metal handle that sticks squarely in the center of the bull. Yowza. 

It has been about a week and a half and I still can't sit straight. Granted, I can sit slumped, slouched, cock-eyed, I can lounge, sag, loaf or lean on one ass-cheek at a time, but I can not just plain sit.

This is what is known as a Coccyx fracture. It is a small wedge shaped bone, rather reminiscent of the fatty tail of a cooked chicken I think. Basically there is nothing to be done to help a broken Coccyx, other than the usual take tylenol and drink plenty of fluids, etc.

Oh the irony ! That is what I get for gobbling unneeded pain-killers.

Leaving the old house . . .