Posted on December 12, 2008 by Tim Donst




So tonight's the night.

After nearly half a year of build, myself and the green machine known as Hydra take on the Neo Solar Temple. Over half a year of gun powder and tonight it explodes. No more facepaint, vegan treats or black robes in this one.

Just payback.

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Posted on November 11, 2008 by Tim Donst




Anyone here ever see SICKO? It's a documentary created by Bowling for Columbine's Michael Moore, that focuses on America's ill-equipped healthcare plan. And even with all of its facts and statistics about health, it some how still manages to make me so sick that I have to blog at 12:09 pm. And I'm only about 3/4 through it.

According to the film, Britain and Canada have great healthcare programs. But France takes the cake with free healthcare, college tuition, 5 weeks mandatory vacation time (including part time), personalized services for new mothers and 35 hour weeks. Because the movie isn't about France's economic status, it sustains itself from reviewing the nation's internal problems but still. How often do American kids fresh out of college have high debts, limited vacation time and poor healthcare plans? About as often as I eat apple pie. Which is a freakin lot. Go ahead ask my mom.

Luckily, Obama seems to have a good mind for the majority of us. With any hope, our countries health problems will dismay within his first term (after he cleans up Bush's mess). His plans are aimed towards not only prevention but much like France's policy, benefit health care groups that lower their patients health risks.

If America's a car and we've been driving for freedom and liberty, when did the poor and middle class become passengers and the rich the driver? When did we as a nation allow politicians and millionaires to go from "ballets to wallets?" And then some.

I suggest everyone see this movie. His other film, Fahrenheit 911 was also excellent. I'm proud to be both an American and a man of middle class. But the two should never conflict. So why don't we take Moore's advice and stop fighting terrorists in other nations, and fight the ones in our political systems.

If not, than perhaps Player Uno can afford to give some of us Americans his extra lives.

Yours,
Tim Donst

Posted on October 14, 2008 by Tim Donst




With my 21st birthday coming up I thought I'd take some time to reflect. After all, it's the first birthday I'll be home for in some time. And the last birthday I'll have which will bonus new found privileges.

As the day approaches my thoughts have been consumed with "what if". Yes, very much like those Marvel themed books, which featured zesty story lines like "What if Gambit betrayed the X-Men?" and "What if Kite-Man wasn't so lame?" Only my scenarios into the past don't involve comic books or modern day superheroes, but rather something even more colorful, professional wrestling.

Wrestling has opened up plenty of doors for me. But at the same time it's done its fair share of barring them as well. I've lost girlfriends, film scholarships and other opportunities to the sport. I've missed concerts for an excuse to be body slammed onto the canvas. I've blown off parties just to be invited to Brodies' big boot. And I've missed family reunions yet some how couldn't seem to dodge Eddie Kingston's backfist.

However, with two years in the sport I feel like it's done its fair share of good for me as well. I still remember being 16 years old and taking the hour long drive to Allentown, PA to watch my first CHIKARA practice with my father and best friend/former student. I recall how difficult the practice seemed and how excited I was to see if I was tough enough to stick it out. Both myself and CHIKARA were a lot smaller back then.

Since then I've been lucky enough to step into the ring with the likes of Quack, Eddie Kingston, Claudio Castagnoli, Jimmy Rave and others. I've been to Virginia and Ohio. Wallingford, Connecticut and Reading Pennsylvania. I've seen the birthplace of Elvis in Tupelo, Mississippi and took pictures with the King on Hollywood Blvd.

So whenever I'm having doubts about the direction of my life, I recall having those same fears just hours before my first training session. And my father, who hadn't been thrilled on my decision to enter sports-entertainment telling me something I'd never forget. "People usually don't regret what they did. It's usually what they didn't do." And I haven't done it all yet in professional wrestling.

So on the 17th; after you're done from work and you've already said the Pledge Of Allegiance. Make an action towards a goal you've been blowing off for some time. Do something to improve your situation. And if not for me, or for yourself, do it for America.

Dream on,
Tim Donst