I’m Just a Ramblin’ Man

Bear with me. I’m gonna try an experiment.

I like to blog when I have something to say, but as you can probably tell by looking at this blog site, I don’t do it anywhere as often as I’d like. Part of that is a lack of motivation. Part of it is me having an opinion and having it cool off before I get a chance to get it from my head to my fingers to the computer. Whatever the reason, it’s something I keep telling myself that I wanna change and find a way to write more often, so this is my latest attempt.

My plan is to put something down every couple hours or so. Whatever’s on my mind, I’ll put it on the page. I’ll do this all weekend and see what I end up with and maybe it’ll lead to more. Maybe I’ll find a topic that I’ll go deeper into in the future. Regardless, I just wanna write SOMETHING. It’ll be like having a journal, only LIVE!

Okay, so let’s get started…


July 7th, Saturday. 3:00pm – I started watching an old NXT TakeOver event (woohoo, wrestling!) and I still can’t believe how much better their product is than the WWE, despite the fact that they’re under the company umbrella. I don’t know if it’s a roster size issue or if it’s the lesser amount of creative micro-managing – which I think is a HUGE problem in WWE, personally – but I have yet to be unsatisfied with NXT since I began watching in early 2015.

I tweeted about watching a match that I love (Bayley vs Sasha Banks: 8/22/2015) and some dickdrip fired back at me with your typical “Wrestling is fake drama garbage, MMA is better” bullshit and I just replied “Neat.” I’m not gonna waste energy defending what I like to someone who’s just looking to push people’s buttons. I looked at his account and it’s typical antagonistic bullshit, which made me laugh cuz his profile is all “I’m an ally to all the marginalized people, but I’m also an asshole LOL.”

In other words, he’s just an asshole.

When I was younger, I wouldn’t have thought much about it cuz I knew people like that. But I’m 40 now, and all of that swagger bullshit is just silly, to me. People tend to say shit like that to give themselves an out whenever something they do negatively affects someone, like they can just say “I told you, I’m an ass” and it magically excuses them from responsibility.

Fuck that noise.

As I’ve grown a bit more, I’ve realized that if you say you’re an asshole, I will take you for your word. Plus, with all that bravado, you’d think the guy was some kind of pro wrestling heel (aka Bad Guy). Either way, his ass got blocked.

NOTE: This happened on a Saturday before a UFC event where, at the very end, there was a totally bullshit call-out from the new champion to Brock Lesnar (a wrestler?!) for his next fight and it was everything that guy told me UFC didn’t have. What an idiot.


July 8th, Sunday. 3:30pm – Well, that was a long couple of hours since the last one, yeah? I suppose sleeping damn near 11 hours didn’t help.

After yesterday’s post, I sat down to finish up the last bits of Nier: Automata that I had left. I was only 6 trophies away from the platinum and still needed what I would call the final two endings, [Y] and [E]. Getting [Y] proved to take the longest because one of its conditions is to find every weapon and upgrade them all to their max level. I could get the weapons easily enough (with help from a handy FAQ), but getting the upgrade materials took a bit longer than expected. In the end, I came out victorious and fought the secret boss and got the ending.

Emil’s face scares me.


Then it was on to Ending [E]. I had already heard on various Game of the Year podcasts from 2017 that this ending ends up with all of your saves being erased, but that’s also why I made sure to get everything else done before going through with it. Then my brain kicked into gear and I thought “I would hate to lose everything. What if I just upload my data to a USB stick before it all goes down?”

So, I did just that.

I played through the ending and I loved what it had to say. The entire game is quite good, and it does a great job dealing with the subject of existentialism and what it means to be “alive.” But knowing that I had an out really took a lot of the power out of that final deletion (What up, Matt Hardy!) and I kind of regretted doing it. But in the end, it still was great to experience. Maybe, on some level, you can say that I preserved my “soul” so that I wouldn’t lose my true self and my memories. By doing so, I realize that I have truly payed into the meta-layers of Nier’s fiction, and that’s actually really frickin’ cool.

The other huge highlight of that game is its soundtrack. It’s not super huge, but every song fits the exact mood they need to and a handful of them will take space in your brain for quite some time. It also does a cool trick where the intensity of the moment will be reflected in the music, kind of like how Red Dead Redemption’s soundtrack worked. My favorites include:

-City Ruins

-Amusement Park

-And finally, the Emil Shop Theme, which will stick in your head till the day you die.

All told, Nier: Automata has a great story, great music, and fun gameplay. Play it if you ever have the chance.


I think I’m gonna cut this blog off here and let it live, as is. The last thing I want is to make any of this seem super long and boring. Hopefully, these little updates will inspire me to write more, and get me to dive deeper into some of my thoughts on things. Maybe I’ll get to some game reviews, album breakdowns, wrestling recaps, etc. Hell, I might even finally try to get healthy again and use this space to hold myself accountable.

Whatever the case, I plan on being here more often, so I hope that those of you who are reading this will stick around for a bit. And remember, as we say at the end of every BlankShowCast

Keep it chill, Snowflakes.


NOTE: I use the term “snowflake” satirically. It is commonly used as a weapon to mock others for their alleged fragility, but always by the ABSOLUTE MOST FRAGILE of people. Regardless, we all have our quirks, so we’re all “snowflakes” to some degree. All we need to do is find our chill, as it were.