Kept alive on sugary sweets

I'm in class this week instead of work, getting educated towards a certification to prove that I have a clue about what I do at work. While there have been a number of interesting points and I've been learning (or re-learning in a lot of cases) things, there's been a lot to cover and a lot of review. I left yesterday with my head feeling stuffed.

Luckily the place I'm at for class believes in feeding us (apart from lunch) so there's been free coffee, Rice Krispes treats, donuts, etc. It's hard to behave when I've got a basket of candy within arms reach. I know I probably should since I've been sitting all day for this class and I want to get closer to my 'fighting' weight again, especially if George gets that 'bouncy house' for Amy's graduation party and we wrestle one more time.

One more piece should be okay. Right?

And another of my favorite performers retires in March 2008

If I was stranded on a desert island with only one DVD worth of wrestling, I would hope it was packed with Ric Flair matches and promos so watch it all night and then watch it a little longer. Woooo! Space Mountain! Woooo! Four Horsemen!

Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

As I am not a kiss stealin', wheelin' dealin', limousine ridin', jet flyin' son of a gun (Woooo!) but Ric Flair always will be:

Thank you sir.