Ugh

Back in Ottawa, just in time for a big snowfall. Hurrah. Sigh.

Woke up this morning with a crippling migraine. I popped a Benadryl (thanks, Rondi) and 800mg of Ibuprofen, to no avail. I had a chiropractic adjustment and a nap… to no avail. So I popped another Benadryl and two pills of Naproxen… to no avail. So I iced my head and took another nap… to no avail.

Fourteen hours later, after several litres of green tea, a mountain of codeine and yet another fitful nap, I am finally pain free.

For those of you who’ve never had a migraine: thank the gods, you lucky shits.

In other news, here’s some random bit of info…

As some of you are aware, in a previous life I was part of the so-called “internet wrestling community”, or ICW, that flourished in the late 1990s and very early 21st century. This was a global phenomenon of fans of professional wrestling that was likely hundreds of thousands strong, and gave birth to a weird cadre of unlikely ‘Net celebrities. As a columnist for 411 mania, I shared space with some of the legends of the ICW: Hyatte prime among them.

In a pain-filled fit of random internet research, today I found out what happened to another ICW mini-celebrity, “The Scotsman”. He used to host a very popular and hilarious site called Scotsmanality, which no longer exists, but which has mutated into a forum called “No Pants Provided.” Today, The Scotsman is a professional poker player and the owner of a series of very lucrative sites, listed here.

I know none of you cares about this, but I found it interesting. To quote Jeff Jarrett, who was likely quoting someone else, “for those who understand, no explanation is necessary; for those who do not understand, no explanation is sufficient.”

That’s all for today… except for a link to a very good column by the great Eric Margolis. And one more thing: the Death Star canteen: