Monday, May 21, 2012
Does absence make the heart grow fonder? The rest of my life is leaving little room for posting here, but I I wanted to assure folks concerned about my silence that I'm still kicking.
I'm in a major push to complete a project, pack up my life, and move across the country. All great stuff. All crazy-making stuff.
In the interest of full disclosure (and let's face it, I've been known to disclose more than you really wanted to know), in my hierarchy of needs, blogging about my wrestling fetish is a more expendable step on the ladder to my wrestling kink self-actualization than actually watching and enjoying homoerotic wrestling.
In other words, although I don't always find time to write about it, I somehow never fail to find time to enjoy watching homoerotic wrestling. I've even got some exciting things brewing, including one or two interviews in the works as well as at leads a couple of reviews.
It's all percolating out there. But in the mean time, I'm metaphorically in mid-launch, putting every effort into landing the soles of my boots right on the kisser of my next opponent. I'm taking inspiration from one of the most beautiful high flyers of all time, lovely, levitating Tommy Zenk.