It's still Fantasy-Book Friday.
Today's match is ...
(WCW, 1992)
-vs-
Bam Bam Bigelow
(ECW, 1998)
This week's psych terminology is:
Frotteurism - A diagnosed paraphilia involving the touching or, mainly, the rubbing up against a nonconsenting person. This usually occurs in crowded areas, where the person is less likely to avoid arrest by blening in with the crowd. The individual rubs his package against an unsuspecting individual, usually imagining a caring relationship with this individual. This might go without saying, but this is a disorder primarily diagnosed in males. (Info from the Diagnostic And Statisitical Manual of Mental Disorders, 4th Ed.)
Today is Appreciation Day!
Today, I appreciate being interviewed. I was invited to an interview for a promotion to my former supervisor's position, and I think it went well. Granted, I think that if I don't get the position, it'll be because of my relatively short stay with SCDMH (4+ years) and/or my lack of licensure. But, I got the opportunity to explain my views on how the position should be held, and I hope that will be taken into consideration long after the position is filled, with or without me in it.
Plus, the opening for a student counselor at Lander University closed today, so I hope I get called for an interview there. It'll spark a bit of hope in me that I have marketability outside of my clinic, so that if I don't get promoted, I'll at least be able to dry my tears on the new job. It's nice to be recognized for the skills I represent, and even I don't win the Oscar, hey, at least I get invited to the afterparty.
Today, to all the folks that believe that it's an honor just to be nominated, I salute you!
Your hip-hop MP3 of the week is:
Sir Mix-a-Lot: Game Don't Get Old
Album: "Daddy's Home"
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The Forgotten Hero/Villain of the Day is:
Nitro (villain)
First appearance: Captain Marvel #34
Marvel Comics
Real Name: Robert Hunter
Superpower: Nitro possesses the ability to explode and reconstitute himself at will ... Nitro can explode with a maximum force approximately equal to 250 lbs of TNT. The act of exploding leaves Nitro in the form of a scattered gaseous cloud ... [he] can then reassemble his constituent molecules back into their original human configuration at a location of his choosing. (Info from The Official Marvel Handbook of the Marvel Universe.)
Now, what I recall of this guy, outside of his godawful pink and purple costume, was that he was older than any villian had a right to be; I mean, hell, at least they put Dr. Doom over as being maybe in his 50s, but Nitro was qualifying for free coffee at McDonalds. He was a retired electrical engineer, for God's sake. Surely his pension would have been enough to keep him from robbing banks or whatever it is that supervillains did back in his day.
Plus, he had a lame weakness, which was his molecular volatility itself; when in post-explode mode, all you have to do is somehow separate and contain his particles to keep him from reforming. And the fact that no hero brought him to justice in this manner every time he struck proves that Marvel superheroes are fucking idiots.
Until next Friday, I remain ...
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