Sunday was Wrestlemania. It was the best four hours of wrestling I've ever seen. Because I know most of you don't follow wrestling, I've summarized the night in the simplest way I know how:

Matt Hardy defeats Rey Mysterio to retain the Cruiserweight Title: Boo

Undertaker defeats A-Train and Big Show: Yay

Trish Stratus defeats Victoria and Jazz for the Women's Title: Yay (I feel like I have to note that this was the best women's match I've ever seen. They did a great job.)

Team Angle retains the Smackdown Tag-Team Titles versus Benoit/Rhyno and Los Guerreros: Boo

Shawn Michaels defeats Chris Jericho: Yay

HHH defeats Booker T to retain the World Title: Boo

Hulk Hogan defeats Vince McMahon in a Street Fight: Yay

The Rock defeats Stone Cold Steve Austin: Yay

Brock Lesnar defeats Kurt Angle for the WWE Championship.

Now the Brock Lesnar match gets a yay, but I can't just leave it at that. See, Brock tried to finish the match with a Shooting Star Press. That's a move where, in this case, Brock gets up on the top turnbuckle, facing into the ring, and does a backflip onto Kurt, who was laying across the ring. Unfortunately, Brock is a lot bigger now than he was when he used to do that move, so he didn't do it right. He didn't get all the way around in the flip and landed on his face. At the end of the match, you could see his forehead starting to swell and bleed, and he also started bleeding from his nose. The look on his face was one of simply trying not to pass out. I've only heard that he got a concussion so far, and I hope that's it. I tell you, the way he landed, if his nose is the only thing he broke, he's a lucky, lucky man.

And Goldberg came back last night. That was wild. While I was looking for the card on Sunday, I was on a wrestling news site, and saw something like, "Goldberg to be on RAW Monday." It was all I could do not to tell the guys about it, and for two days I sat on it, not saying anything. I impressed myself with my willpower on that one.

So now to not wrestling: The place where I've got all my images hosted says they're going to shut down my account. If anyone with some bandwidth to spare wouldn't mind holding onto two pictures for me, I'd be very appreciative.

And I was thinking the other day that if dogs could pet themselves, they might still want to be our pets, but I know they wouldn't stand for neutering.

Last night Jared brought a really cool CD over to Rob's. There were a bunch of songs on it that I'd never heard. There was a live recording of Peter Frampton doing Do You Feel Like We Do, which is a beautiful song. John Scofield's Jungle Fiction is a great song, too. It's all upbeat and techno sounding. Then there was The Beatles' Tomorrow Never Knows. It's great, but it's not like your average song.

It's getting harder and harder to convince myself that I'm not a failure. I need a job is what it is. I just need something I can do to make it feel like I'm contributing something. The problem is that my parents, mom especially, don't really want me to leave. Mom seems perfectly content to take care of me for the rest of my life. It's a great feeling, and it's comforting to know, but it's not what I need right now. I need to be on my own... I'll be there soon. The new school year is fast approaching.

By the way, I've decided to give up the veterinary medicine gig. Yeah, I've decided that my call is to teaching. I'd like to teach either Chemistry or English. I can't decide which. I mean, I like writing, so I think I'd like to teach it to other people, but I like chemistry a whole lot, too. Teaching a high school chemistry class would be a lot of fun, I think. I haven't discussed any of this with my advisor, though. I'd sort of like to see what he has to say before I change my major officially.

Well, I think it's about time for me to go. If you've made it this far, take a second and say something in the guestbook. Feedback is important because it's my motivation to do updates. If a lot of people say things, I go, "Yay! Lots of people are saying things!" and then I write. Simple as that.

One last thing, and I know it's something that's on everyone's mind. I bet you were just thinking, "Man, I wonder what Colonel Les Claypool and his Bucket of Bernie Brains think about the Bush administration." Well, you can find out bu downloading this song. If it's still there, that is.

Later.