Younger Brother – The Diary of The Deranged Writer

XXXV: A Health Update / The Deranged Writer’s Struggle with Steinermania II

Hello. I’m back after one week of inactivity here on The Diary.

And I quote the newly-crowned Undisputed WWE Champion, “The American Nightmare” Cody Rhodes, “What do you want to talk about?” (By the way, congratulations on winning the title at Night 2 of SummerSlam 2025, Mr. Rhodes!)

XXXIV: The Hulk Hogan Question My Grandfather Frequently Asked

Usually, I would watch WWE alone, and I’m cool with it. Yes, I eventually found a few friends who watch WWE or pro wrestling in general (casual or a die-hard fan like me), but I also accepted a long time ago that pro wrestling is not everyone’s cup of tea.

Whenever I do watch pro wrestling with other people, it’s even better. One of my bonding moments with my Father would be watching clips of WWE (old or new) on YouTube. Sometimes, my Younger Brother (the Kane to my Undertaker) would watch with me, too. Recently, when I was watching the recent edition of Saturday Night’s Main Event, my Younger Brother was surprised to see Goldberg in action. (I told him it was his retirement match, and he was battling Gunther for the World Heavyweight Championship.)

But whenever I watch WWE with my lolo (Tagalog for “grandfather”), Lolo Ice, it’s a different situation—primarily because he doesn’t know it’s scripted, predetermined. If I did bring up the scripted fact to him, he would forget it, and he would still cheer for the faces (heroes) and jeer for the heels (villains)… and I love him for that. I can just enjoy watching the matches and moments with my lolo without analyzing them. This is why I called him my wrestling buddy.

And of all the times Lolo Ice and I watched any wrestling match or moment, he would always bring up one question about an important figure in pro wrestling, and I would always answer the same way.

10-Minute Warning CLXXX

OK. What can I write here under 10 minutes?

Firstly, let me say how happy I am because I have been on a writing roll lately—at least in my actual journal. I found ways to make the memory-logging process more enjoyable and efficient, and they allowed me to catch up on earlier entries. I am totally over the moon. I could share my journal-writing process someday.

And because I’m so happy and inspired to write more, I might join my Younger Brother in his work time at the nearest cafe tonight. I have a site visit tomorrow with my boss (who also happened to be my Father), but tonight I could use some chillaxing and writing at a cool cafe, and then go home early.

But what about The Diary? Don’t worry. More posts are coming soon, and I might even go past my three-post-per-week rule this week.

Secondly, I’m tempted to sound off about a work permit… but my 10 minutes are almost up. See you in the next post.