hey kids, remember me?

well, some of you would probably have had to actually read this in the past to know who i am so you could forget me over the long absence. Since the holiday season, I've just been sort of "blah" toward the world of wrestling. We just released a major new groundbreaking study at work, and that's been eating up loads of time, plus I'm applying to go back to school in the fall, plus I've been doing my best to support the Labatt Co. on weekends, and it's all just driven wrestling far down the list of things I can get excited over.

I'm still not even sure what I'm going to write this time. I haven't written in a while because I haven't felt that killer idea for an article wandering around in my head trying to get out. And anyone who's ever read me before is now scratching their heads, wondering when I ever did have a good idea for a column.

I've still been watching wrestling over the past few weeks, although I haven't written. There have actually been a couple of weeks when I was really into RAW and I felt a lot of that same Monday Night excitement and anticipation I used to have throughout the day when I was in college. But then it quickly fades with each appearance of Vince and Trish or other predictably lame segments.

I don't want to blame it on the WWF being stale, since I've been a staunch defender of their ability to tell stories in long arcs without major happenings each week. And I'm one of the few, it seems, that still find HHH entertaining and doesn't mind his large role on the screen or behind the scenes. But after being an avid viewer of both wrestling promotions from the peak days of the nWo until the current day, its seems I've just reached the end of my slavish devotion.

I tried watching some WCW to see if that sparked anything. In the past few weeks, I've been watching other shows instead and just checking it out in the commercials, out of an utter sense of frustration and abandonment by the promotion of my youth. It wasn't bad as long as I didn't think too much about how all of Bischoff's hunting buddies and neighbors were suddenly faces one week and Flair went back to being a heel. Now, I like a heel Flair when he has something to work with, but cowering from Terry Funk in 89 and cowering from Rick Steiner in 01 are entirely different stories. I am glad to see that Dustin Rhodes has returned, even if his Daddy did come back with him. There are always those guys that interest me regardless of talent, and I've followed Dustin a long while. Although its a new and fresher WCW, so many things haven't changed, and I'm finding the nepotism and politics are still there. If Fusient's plan is to ramp things up and unload it again, I really don't have much interest in getting involved so a new set of owners can do things differently in a year or eighteen months.

Whether the product just isn't as good or my real life has been intruding, I just haven't had the motivation to crank out thoughts on wrestling. Even when I've had the tv on, I'm usually still mulling over the week's latest moral quandary from Boston Public instead of leering at Stephanie McMahon or whatever my demographic is supposed to be doing. Maybe I'm getting to be too Yuppie-fied to get into it like I used to, or maybe it really isn't as sharp as it used to be.

Either way, I look forward to reading the usual good stuff we have here on slash, and hopefully I'll soon be burning to share my thoughts on something wrestling related again!