welcome to the master plan

So Matt and I went to the TNA house show in Troy last night, and it was AMAZING, just like the first one.

Highlights:

Sitting front row. Worth every freaking penny. No one blocking your view, standing up when you want to sit down, or holding annoying signs in front of your face. Close enough to touch, to see every detail, to smell - I actually got hit in the face by a bit of flying AJ Styles spit. I can't say that I minded.

JB. He is just a fantastic announcer - great voice, great personality, great look. I'll swear up and down that he's gay. No straight man dresses like that.

James Storm and Robert Roode vs LAX. As much as I like these teams, this was not a match I was particularly looking forward to. But they ended up being incredibly entertaining! They did that spot where Storm scurries back to Roode on his knees, hugging him around the waist - but this time, Roode wrapped his legs around his as well. Which was awesome right there. But then LAX started chanting "Broke-back Moun-tain" at them, which of course the crowd picked up, and I was torn between being happy at the gay and angry at the latent homophobia in it, that of course only the heels get called gay. But then Roode and Storm hugged anyway, to show they didn't care, and I was happy again. Great stuff all the way around.

AJ Styles. All night long. His match with Bashir was pretty good, especially getting to see the Styles Clash at the end. That man is just amazing. The crowd absolutely lit up when he came out.

Rhino getting injured and AJ replacing him in the main event, giving us AJ vs Angle. Seriously. AJ VS ANGLE. Two of the best EVER. I love these men, and I love their huge, long history together, and I love that Angle actually played that up. Their match was AMAZING. Angle did this move where he reversed the Styles Clash into the Ankle Lock, and it was absolutely a thing of beauty. I literally jumped up and down when I heard AJ's music hit for the second time that night.

Getting our picture taken with AJ and Samoa Joe! This was better than we could have hoped for. Last time, we got a picture with Angle, and it was awesome. We were hoping for either AJ or Joe this time, but to get both! I got to shake their hands, and I told them both how awesome it was to meet them, and then I told AJ that he was my favorite - I was totally starstruck, and that was all I could think of to say. He smiled sheepishly and said something about how he was sorry we'd had to see him twice in one night. If I'd had time, I would have told him how that MADE the night, but I didn't. I can't believe how humble he is! The man is one of the greatest wrestlers of all time, no question. He can do things in that ring I wouldn't have thought possible. And yet he's humble, even to the point of being self-deprecating! This is the second time he's said something like that to me, and it just amazes me and makes me love him even more. Then he put his arm around me, and I put an arm around his back (his skin is so smooth!), and Joe did this awesome pose on my other side with his arm around Matt, and the picture turned out fantastic. I was literally shaking when we were done.

In conclusion, I love TNA, and they're still kicking WWE's ass when it comes to fan interaction. We'll definitely be going back any time they're in the area. Wish list for next time: Christian (I hope, if he stays!), MCMG, and Foley (yeah right...).

*goes to find an AJ icon worthy of his awesomeness*

So I knitted a bunny for my cousin's fourth birthday. It's my first try with a stuffed animal, and it came out a little deformed, but I still think it's cute. Next project is a stuffed cat.

Everyone knows I love Whose Line. I have the first two seasons and half of the third downloaded, and I've watched them all many times. Tonight, following some links, I downloaded some of the episodes from the last season - season eight. And, though it's still awesome and funny, it also breaks my heart. The energy, the lightheartedness, the joy of the early seasons has all but disappeared for my two favorite performers. You can tell that they're just sick of it. It's not the improv, either - I think it has to be the show itself. It's well know that Ryan long wanted to take over producing duties from Dan Patterson, and he certainly could have done it. For some reason, they hung onto games that weren't even that funny and that the performers were miserable doing (Hoedown is the one that immediately comes to mind, but there were others). I hate that some asshole producer can take the passion away from a person like that. Part of the reason I love the show so much is that there's nothing better than watching people do what they love, and in the early seasons, you know there's nowhere these guys would rather be. It's not fair that that couldn't continue.

On the plus side, there's still some serious slash going on (boykissing!), and all that angst is perfect for fic purposes. I so want to write a fic that takes place just as the show's ending, and the boys know they're going to have to go their seperate ways.

Finally, I've been working on a new fic while I'm at work. It's a wrestling story featuring six of my favorites from TNA: AJ Styles, Christian Cage, Kurt Angle, Christopher Daniels, Chris Sabin, and Alex Shelley. Premise: The TNA guys don't make as much money as WWE guys, so they end up carpooling to some of the shows. These six, all crammed into a van, get stuck in a snowstorm on the way to an Ohio house show and end up trapped in a hotel for a few very eventful days. Much slash ensues, everything from cute and fluffy (Sabin/Shelley) to angry and violent (Kurt/AJ) to epic love (AJ/Daniels or AJ/Christian - I can't decide!)

Ok, haven't done this in a while, but this one was too priceless to let go:

Shelley flushed. "We were just..."

"Having sex," Sabin blurted.

"Arguing," Shelley finished at the same time, glaring at Sabin. "We were arguing."

"I see," Nash said, sinking slowly onto a nearby chair. "Were you arguing over whether you were having sex or not? There seems to be some confusion over that."

"Well, we were, and then we weren't," Sabin explained. "And then Alex started yelling, and I ate some cookies."

ETA: And this one:

"Guys!" Shelley shouted. "This conversation is not helping me get my dick sucked!"

Nash paused in surprise, but quickly recovered. "He makes an excellent point, Chris. I've always believed that a conversation that doesn't end in someone getting blown is not a conversation worth having."