Today, March 24, 2023, is the 58th birthday of my favorite professional wrestler of all time, Mark Calaway AKA The Undertaker. In light of such an occasion, I was planning on writing a lengthy post covering his career and persona evolution. But then I decided to do the extensive post later (perhaps on November 22, Taker’s WWE anniversary), keep it simple, and say: Thank you, Undertaker.
Thank you, Undertaker, for making my childhood awesome. Before I became hooked on Batman, Power Rangers, and Kamen Rider Black, I was hooked when I saw you for the first time, donning the black hat, coat, purple gloves, and all, slowly walking to the purple-lit wrestling ring. You are a haunting yet cool comic book character that came to life, and at first glance, you became my favorite wrestler right away. You are the reason I started loving professional wrestling.
Thank you, Undertaker, for all the matches and memories you were a part of. Most of my favorite matches feature you and my other favorite wrestlers – notably Edge, CM Punk, Triple H, Kurt Angle, Shawn Michaels, Bret Hart, and Mankind, among others. And those favorite matches of mine show how powerful yet athletic you are even if you are a superheavyweight. And all of your entrances (especially that WrestleMania XX entrance) are my favorite wrestling moments. Even your simple entrances on either Raw or SmackDown with fog and purple lights are already epic.
And thank you, Undertaker, for showing me the light through your darkness. You are the definition of turning something negative into something positive. You, alongside Batman, are the very reason I don’t fear the dark. Thank you.
Happiest of birthdays, Undertaker! You deserve a nice retirement after 30 years of wrestling for the fans. You deserve all of your accomplishments. And you deserve to be in the WWE Hall of Fame. Enjoy your day, sir!
Header image: WWE. Edited in Adobe Photoshop 2022.
OK. So, what can I type here in under 10 minutes?
Today is World Sleep Day, and I lack sleep. Isn’t that ironic? And I need to sleep early tonight because I will be joining a survey with Father tomorrow morning. This is the 1st time I will be working on a Saturday since… 2014, I think?
In my 1st and previous job, my work schedule is from 9am to 6pm, Monday to Friday. But there was this one time that I needed to work on a Saturday. That counted as overtime work. And the funny thing is that we worked beyond that overtime. I got paid well after that, but it was an exhausting experience.
Anyway, I’m so tired right now. And I tried to take a morning nap while I’m in the car with Mother and Father. (We were on our weekly visit to one of our clients’ offices.) But I can’t get that perfect nap. So I didn’t bother trying again by drinking a Cold Brew Malt from Starbucks Reserve. At least I got to drink one of my favorite non-alcoholic drinks and that extra caffeine boost.
I’ll just sleep early tonight. Tomorrow I’m going to work with Father in the morning, and then go to a gig in the evening. My younger brothers’ band will be performing.
Hey, that rhymed.
And time’s up.
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Header image: congerdesign of Pixabay. Edited in Adobe Photoshop 2022.
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