The Motor City Machine Guns let us in on what they've been up to in the final weeks of summer and what they have planned heading into fall.
Well, the summer is unfortunately winding down for patrons of the great state of Michigan. The leaves are beginning to change color and fall from the branches above.
I got lucky for my couple of days off between working the TNA live events last week and this weekend. The sun was shining bright and there were very few clouds in the sky. I made sure to get outside and enjoy the last remnants of a
Michigan summer by playing disc golf before too many of the leaves fall on the course. It gets very difficult finding discs buried in fallen leaves.
Outside in my backyard about 20 minutes before writing this me and a couple of buddies were kicking the soccer ball around, enjoying that wonderful sun and blue sky and all of a sudden I found my foot sinking into the ground. I looked down and found patches of dead grass and soft ground that seemed to form a tunnel system under my backyard. It's rather large, so although I haven't seen it yet, we are under the assumption that it's a groundhog. A groundhog with a giant tunnel system that spanned my entire yard and then some. Some of the tunnels even led to the neighbors' yards. I mean this thing has one of the most luxurious wild habitats I've seen. The only animal with a better home (excluding humans) is a beaver. Forget lakeside. For a beaver it's lake-on.
So as I ponder, I am not sure what to do with it. Set a trap and kill it? Let it live its life in the wonderful home it's built for itself? Or wait until Groundhog Day and see how much longer the winter will be? Who knows if that even works. Maybe it's just folklore.
I think I'll find out.
I am in college right now, taking online classes. This isn't a blog entry as much as it is a disclaimer. I recommend everyone seriously consider furthering their education. The best jobs oftentimes require four-year degrees. It's much to my dismay that I never got mine. Honestly, wrestling in Japan and TNA has given me the time of my life, but my greatest fear is that that life doesn't have a whole helluva a lot going on after wrestling. I wish I had that safety net, I wish I had that security, and I wish I wasn't kept up at night wondering about my future past the age of 30.
But I am, so I deal with it, and part of that is making sure I take classes when I can. It's not easy, but it makes me feel like I'm proactive and doing something with my life other than destroying my body and wasting time. Unlike others, I don't necessarily need or want the adoration of fans. Don't get me wrong, it's awesome that they give us their support and they're a necessity for everything we do. If no one watched me wrestle, then what's the point? It's like a tree falling in the forest. However, the idolization I could do without, because I feel there's better heroes out there, like firefighters or parents, or doctors.
Sometimes, I don't want anyone to look up to me, and I wonder what a normal life would be like.