IT'S THIRD GRADE DODGEBALL ALL OVER AGAIN
August 18, 2013 A rainy Sunday This is one of those dreary days-weather-wise and emotionally. It's one of those days when i'm full of self-doubt and questioning just what the Hell am I doing doing what I'm doing. For someone who has never really been comfortable with the way he looks, I find myself questioning my decision to once again throw myself into a business where looks are so important. And believe me...I know exactly who I am and where I stand. I'm 48. I'm 6'3 and right about 231 pounds. I have a little more real estate on my forehead than I used to. I am not the leading man type. I comfortable knowing I'm the chubby best friend who is either an alcoholic, gay or who will eventually get killed halfway through the movie but by my death inspire the leading man (in a most excellent montage of working out and gathering weapons ever) to seek revenge on those who did me in.... It's okay. I'm comfortable with that. Some major sta...