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  <title>Jimmy Jacobs</title>
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    <name>Jimmy Jacobs</name>
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  <updated>2006-10-09T23:30:54Z</updated>
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    <title>Some kinda update</title>
    <published>2006-10-09T01:38:58Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-09T23:30:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Death Cab for Cutie- I Will Follow You Into the Dark</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm sitting at home from this ROH midwest weekend.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sight at the ROH show this past Saturday in Detroit was either depressing or inspirational... or a little of both.  I've been suffering from a hurt knee ever since my match with Homicide in St Paul in August.  It keeps acting up on me. This weekend was no different.  It seemed as though almost everyone on the ROH roster was hurt.  Honest to God, the locker room looked like a warzone.  I've never seen anything like it at another show.  Wrestler after wrestler hobbling into the building, ready to work.  At one point, I was sitting in the locker room getting changed, and I see Chris Daniels walk in with two big bags of ice slung over his shoulder in one hand and little plastic bags in the other hand.  He was marching towards a line of hurt men.  After putting the ice into individual bags, there was a herd of guys sitting in line icing various body parts.  Myself, Joe, Rave, Daniels, Roderick, Aries, Delirious, Sydal, Homicide, and Danielson were among the wrestlers working hurt on Saturday.  Half of me thought that it was commendable that a locker room full of hurt guys still went out there and tried to tear it up for the ROH fans.  Half of me thought we all needed new professions.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was happy to see Zach Gowen make his ROH debut.  Anybody that's seen him work in the past 6 months know that he's been tearing it up everywhere he goes.  I watched his match with Delirious.  Anybody who wasn't there that wants to hate on the fact that Gowen was in an ROH ring, I'd recommend you wait to see the match before hating.  If he gets the opportunity to come back, I think fans will see that this isn't just the Zach Gowen they saw on WWE TV.  The guy can go, and he may finally get the chance to prove it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the "Never say never" files, I made an apperance at IWA MS last weekend at their annual TPI event.  When/if I'll be back, remains to be seen.</content>
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    <title>Victory of Love</title>
    <published>2006-09-11T20:53:58Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-11T20:53:58Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Jimmy Jacobs- The Victory of Love</lj:music>
    <content type="html">The new Jimmy Jacobs music video is here at &lt;a href="http://www.rohvideos.com"&gt;www.rohvideos.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENJOY</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jimmyjacobs:39672</id>
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    <title>Who is Kyle XY?</title>
    <published>2006-08-03T20:49:08Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-03T20:49:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Macho Man RandY Savage- Be a Man</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Kyle XY is who?  If anybody knows, let me know, because I'm confused.  781227.  Red doesnt always mean stop.  I don't get it either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Friday, I'll be performing in my current home town of Kalamazoo, MI.  &lt;br /&gt;Friday, August 4th - TV Title Tournament&lt;br /&gt;Doors Open 6:30PM, Bell Time 7PM&lt;br /&gt;Ken Krum Center&lt;br /&gt;519 E. Clay St.&lt;br /&gt;Schoolcraft, MI&lt;br /&gt;For more info go to &lt;a href="http://www.hybridprowrestling.net"&gt;www.hybridprowrestling.net&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jimmyjacobs:39288</id>
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    <title>The president has been kidnapped by ninjas.</title>
    <published>2006-04-24T21:14:37Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-24T21:14:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Blue Octobert- X Amount of Words</lj:music>
    <content type="html">April's been a real good month for me thus far.  Hopefully that trend continues.  With the extra cash I've been taking in, I've decided to invest in some arcade machines... and by "invest" I mean I'm just letting them sit in my room and play them once in a while.  In the course of this week, I purchased BAD DUDES and SUPER CONTRA.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i64.photobucket.com/albums/h161/jimmyjacobs/baddudes.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad Dudes is awesome just because after every stage you beat, your characer says "I'M BAD!"  And I like that.  Also, the begining story line rocks.  "The president Ronnie has been kidnapped by ninjas.  Are you a bad enough dude to rescue Ronnie?"  So far the answer as been NO, but I'll keep trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i64.photobucket.com/albums/h161/jimmyjacobs/superc.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super Contra.  The second installment in the Contra series.  I &amp;lt;3 Contra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A weekend ago, Zach Gowen and I were booked for SWA up in Sault Ste Marie.  We called JT Zorin last minute, and being all awesome, he came with us for the early morning journey.  After the show, we checked into the beautiful Skyline Motel (I looked out the window and the only skyline I saw was a storage unity and a garage.) then the 3 of us went out in the lovely town and experienced the night life of Sault Ste Marie.  We went to three bars; two of them were dance clubs, one of them was a more laid back kinda place which I prefer.  But, as soon as we walked in what looked to be a nice laid back establishment, people all started looking at us.  Then two women in their 30s or so comment, "Looks like the circus is in town."  Now, we didn't look ridiculous by any means- just three attractive-ish well dressed guys.  Apparently that's circus-looking in Sault Ste Marie.  So I go to one of the ladies, "Do we look like circus performers?"  And apparently she didn't wanna talk to me because she just ignored me and raised her drink in the air and went, "WHOOOOOOOO!" as if she was too busy partying and having fun to talk to me.  *shrug*  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we go and sit down, and people keep eyeing us like we're freaks.  One drunk dude comes over and starts talkin to us, being fairly cool.  He asks us where we're from, and we tell him lower Michigan.  A minute later he asks us again and Zach, only paying mild attention to this guy, says we're from Kentucky.  This sets drunk dude off.  "What the fuck?  Why are you talkin shit?  You tell me you're from Detroit then from Kentucky?  Why you talkin shit?"  Since Zach is now talking to other girls, I'm left to attend to drunk dude.  I simply explain to him that Zach used to live in Louisville, which he did for a few months.  This explaination doesn't suffice for drunk dude, and he continues to get angry.  Zach then turns to me and starts talking in carny to me.  This foreign language just increases drunk dude's anger, as now he can't even understand the "shit we're talkin."  He asks me, "Why the fuck are you guys here anyway?"  I tell him we're travelling carny folk.  He asks, "What?  Where's the carnival?"  I tell him where we worked.  He still questions it.  I reiterate that we're travelling carnies.  He tells me, "You guys are travelling faggots."  And then I explain to him very matter of factly that, yes, indeed we are, but only by profession.  "When I fuck him, I don't necessarily like it, but it's just part of my job."  Now drunk dude's giving us the drunk fighting glare, so as I continue to explain that sucking dick is only part of my job, I keep my hand upsidedown on my beer bottle, ready for combat.  Finally, his friends back him away.  But all night, whenever I looked over at the dude, he was glaring us down still.  So word of advice to anybody going to Sault Ste Marie- the locals don't like it if you're well dressed, if you have lived in two different locations at some point in your life, if you speak a language they don't understand, or if you're a travelling carny/faggot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I debuted for Hybrid Pro Wrestling.  You can see this debute at &lt;a href="http://www.hybridprowrestling.net/video/Episode6.wmv"&gt; http://www.hybridprowrestling.net/video/Episode6.wmv&lt;/a&gt;  It's worth checking out.  The competition there is tough.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Price of Glory shows in Coldwater, MI have really picked up.  The shows are really some of the best in the area, in my opinion.  Here's a plug for the next show on May 21.  I spit in Dan Severn's face.  That's right.  I did it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i64.photobucket.com/albums/h161/jimmyjacobs/SEVERN_JACOBS.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i64.photobucket.com/albums/h161/jimmyjacobs/jacobs_severn_tag_promo.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all.</content>
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    <title>Help out Nate Webb!</title>
    <published>2006-04-12T10:30:36Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-12T10:30:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The Spyder Nate Webb is in a quest to get CBS to accept his late application to their show Rock Star.  Be a doll and sign his petition at &lt;a href="http://www.petitiononline.com/natewebb/petition.html"&gt; http://www.petitiononline.com/natewebb/petition.html&lt;/a&gt; !!!!!!!!</content>
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    <title>The Ballad of Lacey</title>
    <published>2006-03-27T23:14:22Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-27T23:26:11Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Ballad of Lacey</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Go to www.rohvideos.com to see my tribute to the love of my life, Lacey.  You can also see it on youtube.com The song is available to download on myspace at &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/jimmyloveslacey"&gt; http://www.myspace.com/jimmyloveslacey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.rohphotos.com/Lacey/jimmy-lacey.jpg"&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jimmyjacobs:38573</id>
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    <title>I Want to Verb Your Noun</title>
    <published>2006-03-07T08:30:56Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-07T08:30:56Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Sade- By Your Side</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I think there's some internet rumor that I'm retiring from wrestling or something.  I've had a few people ask me about this.  Like, I'm quitting to go to school or I'm going to quit once I'm done with school.  Bollocks to that.  I just turned 22 a few weeks ago, and, God willing, I still have a lot of time in me.  Wrestling's a tough business.  The fact is, not everthing is going my way in wrestling now, but that's ok.  There are ups and downs.  Today marks 7 years that I first performed in a professional wrestling ring.  In that time, I've done more than I probably ever would have expected.  And I'm going to continue to work hard to accomplish more.  2006 will be mine, mother fuckers.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some fun stuff coming up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I'll update this again and it'll be more fun.  It's bed time.</content>
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    <title>jimmyjacobs @ 2006-01-25T02:57:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-25T08:03:51Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-25T08:03:51Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Beach Boys- God Only Knows</lj:music>
    <content type="html">"Still, it's hard to accept that reality, especially when I've lived all my life in this business.  I was nursed on wrestling.  It's all I ever wanted to do.  What do you do when you work for something with all your might and all your soul, and when you get it, you realize it's not what you thought it was going to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm at a crossroads.  I'm not going to be able to live this life forever.  I have to realize what's real in my life- God, my family, my friends.  I had a dream about my Dad recently.  We were in the ring, surrounded by hundreds of wrestlers.  "None of this is real," he said.  "Look at everything you've got around you- your family- and be thankful for it.  It's time to stop struggling and start living."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Eddie Guerrero from the Epilogue from &lt;i&gt;Cheating Death, Stealing Life. The Eddie Guerrero Story&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who haven't read this book yet, I just finished it, and I highly recommend it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday I'll be in Dayton for ROH.  Saturday I'll be in Cleveland for ROH.  Sunday is my friend Aryana's birthday.</content>
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    <title>Obligatory New Years Thing</title>
    <published>2006-01-03T07:42:36Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-03T07:44:22Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Joni Mitchell- Both Sides Now</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I spent my New Years Eve at home.  I watched A League of Their Own.  Lemme tell ya, growing up, my brother and I were exactly like Dottie and Kit... me being Kit, the younger, less talented, foul tempered sibbling, and my brother being Dottie, the older, more talented, cool-headed sibbling that would metaphorically drop the ball at home plate for me to let me win even though I would run him over as hard as I possibly could.  If you haven't seen the movie, watch it.  That's my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's reflect on 2005.  2005 was characterized by extreme highs, extreme lows, and lots of painfully boring in betweens.  The biggest part of 2005 was the fact that I was finally able to make a living being a pro wrestler, a goal and dream of mine that I'm very greatful and lucky to have accomplished.  Being 21 and living out your dream is something not many get to do.  I got to work on WWE TV a couple times, and I wrestled with some of the top guys in the world.  On the other hand, it's made me come to (or almost come to) terms with how hard the wrestling busines is.  The fact is that we're competing for maybe 150 jobs in the United States.  It's depressing.  I had a fabulous time doing this full time, and I got to live out my dream, but 2006 will definately see me go back to school.  I suppose I can't live in Never Never Land forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all the New Years reflection I feel like giving.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I urge all you comic book nerds (no offense, really) to go and check out this online comic my friend Amy has.  It's called &lt;a href="http://www.o31.net/1.html"&gt;O31: October 31&lt;/a&gt; and the link is &lt;a href="http://www.o31.net/1.html"&gt;http://www.o31.net/1.html&lt;/a&gt;  It's the same girl that drew that awesome Muppet picture of me.  And she's a real good artist and real cute; so feel free to give her money.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I survived Bull Pain.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Friday I'm in Indianapolis for IWA MS then Saturday I'm in Muscatine, Iowa for No Limits wrestling.  Iowa's always a party.  Always.</content>
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    <title>Fuck Chicago</title>
    <published>2005-12-28T02:54:53Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-28T02:54:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Nothing.  I have no CDs.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I used to say "Fuck New York." New York is fine now.  I kinda like New York.  Fuck Chicago.  I hate you.  Your traffic is unaccptable for a man with little patience.  And you towed my car once, which I was not fond of.  Today, one of your hooligan residents broke into my car, smashing a window, stealing all my many CDs, my portable DVD player and my He-Man Season 1 DVD set.  Chicago, please go fuck yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a better note, I survived New Jack, Christmas was pleasurable, and I bought a new bed frame from Ikea.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday Claudio.</content>
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    <title>Christmas List</title>
    <published>2005-12-15T22:46:48Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-15T22:46:48Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Better than Ezra- This Time of Year</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I remember growing up wanting a lot of stuff for Christmas.  Now... Not so much.  But there are some things that I would like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24- Season 4 DVD&lt;br /&gt;Sex And the City- Any/all seasons&lt;br /&gt;Gameboy DS&lt;br /&gt;Anything Muppet related (although I own most Muppet movies already, except Treasure Island and Muppets in Space)&lt;br /&gt;And I'm looking for The Weakerthans' CDs.  None of my local retail stores seem to carry them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There.  That's my Christmas list.  Thanks Santa.  And, uhhh, bless us all, every one of us.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I wrestle New Jack.</content>
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    <title>From the IWA Midsouth Message Board</title>
    <published>2005-12-02T09:36:27Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-02T09:36:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"We have a main event for the Indianapolis show on Friday night December 16th at the Capital Sports Center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non Title/No DQ/No Countout/Pinfalls Count Anywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy Jacobs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEW JACK"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck.</content>
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    <title>Everybody's Got a Price</title>
    <published>2005-11-28T08:57:02Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-28T08:57:02Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">It's heaven to see smart marks in a buzz.  You can almost see them jerking off.  "Was it a work?..  Was it a shoot?... OMG!... What an asshole!... Way to stand up for yourself!"  Oh boy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian and I have had a lot of issues in the past year especially.  But business wise, he's done a lot for me.  He helped make me into a notable indy wrestler.  He's put me in the ring with some incredible talent.  He's always been square with me on money, alwayws.  He's always paid me what we've agreed on, every show with out exception.  He's given me a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was paid a nice sum of money to throw away the IWA Mid South World Heavyweight title.  I have a price.  Everybody's got a price.  I sold out Ian Rotten.  I sold out IWA.  I sold out the locker room.  I sold out the boys.  But that's fine cuz they woulda done they same thing. And come Wednesday, call me a whore if you like, but I can pay my rent.  I can't pay my rent with cancelled shows; so I made a quick buck.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a quick buck with my belt.  Say what you will about wrestling, but that's MY belt, and it's still MY belt.  I worked for it.  I sacrificed for it.  I wrestled hundreds of matches for it.  And I'll do with my belt as I please.  In the past 8 months, I made that belt and I was proud of it.  But pride doesnt pay bills.  I'll sell that belt on Ebay if I have to.  I made it; I'll do what I want with it.  It's not about the physical belt.  It's about what it represents- the heavyweight championship, and all the matches I've had, and all the guys that I've faced and beaten, and what I've done to earn that.  And you can't throw that away.  I'll be at the next IWA Mid South show to defend that championship because that's what I do.  Ian called me today and said "Kid, you can either send me that belt or defend it against Bull Pain."  Fuckin bring it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as for his statement on the IWA board that his wrestlers have to chose IWA or AAW, well fuck that.  If IWA wants to pay me, great.  If AAW wants to pay me, great. Nobody tells me where to work and where not to.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a306/smcmackin/DSC05760.jpg"&gt;</content>
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    <title>From Josh Abercrombie's Live Journal</title>
    <published>2005-11-14T19:32:28Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-14T19:32:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"Eddie Guerrero passed away. I probably wasn't going to mention much about it, maybe the fact that I really liked his work. But this morning a local radio morning show distastefully took shots at the recent death of Eddie. It moved on to all pro wrestlers, pro wrestling deaths, careers being dead, etc. They even put a poll on their website for "Your favorite dead wrestler". I'm rarely offended, nor do I complain about things, but for what it's worth, I'm appalled by the on going topic in which they prolonged. These people no nothing about the hardships professional wrestlers indure or anything. It was disrespectful and I am outraged about it. So I e-mailed them and told them I want them to apologize. I encourage everyone to flood their e-mail on your thoughts of their actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freebeerandhotwings@hotmail.com"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agreed.</content>
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    <title>jimmyjacobs @ 2005-11-14T03:06:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-14T08:27:45Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-14T17:22:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">A total "what the fuck" kinda day.  I hate doing updates like this.  But fuck.  I checked my voicemail around noon and got a message from a buddy saying Eddie Guerrero died.  I'm not going to pretend we were best friends, but I was fortuante enough to be around him and work with him once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time I met Eddie in August of 2003 at a Smackdown show in Detroit.  Alex Shelley, Chris Hero and I were there working out in the ring before the show.  Eddie stopped and took the time to watch us all wrestle, then to come up to us afterwards and compliment us.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then in May of this year, I worked with him in Reading, PA.  I can probably say working on WWE Smackdown with him was one of the best experiences in my life.  The thing I thought was really cool about him, which I also thought was really cool about Chris Candido (God rest his soul too), was that for a guy who has been there and done that, for a man who has main evented Wrestlemania as the world heavyweight champion, he treated me as an equal.  I was a 21 year old kid just happy to be getting work, and he acted as though I were on par with him.  Just to show you my experience with this, not to totally kill the business, but that day when I found out I was working with Eddie, I went up to him and said "Hi.  I'm Jimmy.  I think we're working together tonight."  The first thing Eddie did was apologize.  "Jimmy. I want to apologize for the match.  I would love to have a competitive match with you, but tonight this match needs to be %100 me.  Please understand this is just business.  I'm truly sorry, and I want to thank you for your professionalism.  God willing, we'll work again under better circumstances."  It really struck me that he would do that.  I mean, seriously.  I was happy just to have work, just to be getting paid, just to be on the show, just to be working for WWE, just to be in the ring with him, yet he was apologizing to me.  As the day went on, almost every time we talked, he apologized, thanked me, and was almost trying to sell me on the fact that it'd be ok to get squashed by him, as if I was doing him a favor.  Before the match, one of the agents for our match came up to me and said, "Jimmy, now, you know this is going to be a stiff match, right?"  I said "Sure."  But Eddie never touched me.  Even on the finish when he gave me the brainbuster on the chair, he took total care of me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there's my story of my experience with him.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v451/evilhf/ljthings/eddie4.jpg"&gt;</content>
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    <title>I'm So Gay</title>
    <published>2005-11-08T23:30:28Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-09T20:20:16Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Misfits- I Turned Into a Martian</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm so gay I feel that I look weird with out make up on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so gay that the other day on the road, I didn't have a shirt to wear, so I went into a female friend of mine's closet, and just picked out a shirt like it was nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so gay my AIM font color is purple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so gay one of my female friends told me to hang out with her and her best friend for a week.  She said "We can go shopping, and go swimming, and do all sorts of fun stuff.  It'll be girls week."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so gay I own more pairs of tights than I do regular pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so gay, guys let me cuddle with their girlfriends because I'm that non-threatening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so gay one of my favorite movies is Moulin Rouge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so gay that at ROH, I was hanging out with Lacey and Allison Danger, and I was wearing the most make up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so gay, as I sit here typing this, I'm looking at my shelf full of eye liner, glitter, nail polish, and glittery nail polish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so gay, all my winter coats I own are stolen from girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so gay, I have pink hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so gay, I feel naked with out nail polish on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so gay, I have a glitter belt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so gay, I have voice mail messages from guys saying they just want to play with my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so gay that I tried on a pair of my female friend's jeans, and she said my butt looked better in them than hers did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so gay, the way I relate with most girls is that we both like Sex and the City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all that being said, could I be any more gay with out actually being gay?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a non-gay note, I've got all these things I wanna do, so I want a To-Do List to write them all down.  So I wanna write down "Get a To-Do List" cuz that's something I need to do. But I don't have a To-Do List to write it down on.  It's kinda fucked up.</content>
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    <title>jimmyjacobs @ 2005-10-04T02:25:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-04T06:34:37Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-04T06:59:12Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Edwin McCain- What Matters</lj:music>
    <content type="html">What a debacle of a weekend.  Two embarrassing nights, for different reasons.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.anti-whore.com/death.jpeg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's how BJ and I lost the ROH tag titles- a double rubics cube driver on me... and that's how I landed.  Fuckin shit.</content>
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    <title>I've found my wife.</title>
    <published>2005-09-28T17:23:50Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-28T17:23:50Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Robbie Williams- Angel</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Now I just have to meet her.  Much to my surprise, Delilah... you know Delilah... *sings* Deliiiiilaaaaaaah.  Slow down and love some one *ends singing*  You know her.  She's got that awesome radio show on from 7:00pm to midnight where people call in and tell her about their loved ones.  It goes a little something like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delilah: Hi, who is this?&lt;br /&gt;Caller: This is Anne.&lt;br /&gt;Delilah: Ok Anne.  What can I do for you tonight?&lt;br /&gt;Caller: Well Delilah, there's a very special man out there in my life named Tim.&lt;br /&gt;Delilah:  Tell me about Tim.&lt;br /&gt;Caller: Well... Tim and I met 5 years ago in college and I thought he was so cute whern we first met. We started dating almost right away then got married after being together for about a year.  And he's the most wonderful husband anybody could ask for.  He listens, he cooks, he cleans, he works hard and loves me.&lt;br /&gt;Delilah: Wait... he cooks!  And cleans!  Sounds like you got a keeper here in Tim.&lt;br /&gt;Caller: I sure do.  Well... 5 months ago he was shipped out to Iraq and I miss him like crazy and we talk when we can but he's so busy out there and he's so far away and he's not coming back for another 7 months.  &lt;br /&gt;Delilah: That's tough, I know, yea, but your love will keep you strong and get you thru it.  Let me find a special song for you to send out to Tim.&lt;br /&gt;*Plays "Somewhere Out There" from &lt;i&gt;An American Tale&lt;/i&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT Delilah, you know now.  I love her.  And she's so nice and positive and helps people.  I just assumed she was fat.  Well, I went to &lt;a href="http://www.radiodelilah.com/"&gt;http://www.radiodelilah.com/&lt;/a&gt; and turns out she's not fat.  In fact, I think she's kinda pretty hot.  So it's settled; I'm going to marry her.  Well... her or Molly Holly... *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking online and on NeoNapster for that one song that Doug wrote... Doug... Doug Funnie... Doung Yanci Funnie... he wrote it for Patti and sang it at the mall in that store where you can make your own music video.  I think it's called "Patti You're the Mayonnaise for Me."  I can't find it.  Somebody's gotta have it!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I make sure to wake up every day by 2pm.  That's when "Boy Meets World" is on.  That happens to be the hightlight of my day when I'm home.  Fortunately, I havent been home too much this past month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My car died.  This is the 3rd time in 4 weeks I've had to bring it in.  I wanna kill myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully it's fixed by this weekend so I can get to the airport to fly out to NYC for Ring of Honor.  For anybody who IMs me, yes, BJ Whitmer and I are still the tag champions.  We've issued an open challenge.  So this is different.  I have no idea who we'll be wrestling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the zoo last week.  This orangutang, man, I think it was a chick orangutang... it's nipples were like 4 inches long.  It was gross.  I thought they were little mutant arms growing out of her chest.  There was also a polar bear that did moonsaults in the water nonstop.  We watched him for like 10 minutes, and he went nonstop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend is ROH.  Next weekend... CYBERFIGHTS MOTHER FUCKERS!</content>
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    <title>jimmyjacobs @ 2005-09-22T22:45:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-23T03:47:19Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-23T03:47:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Here's an interview of mine I'm plugging.  If you wanna hear me stutter, ramble and trip over all my words, check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rocketbusta Radio (&lt;a href="http://www.teamgame-online.com/rbr"&gt;http://www.teamgame-online.com/rbr&lt;/a&gt;).  It's on Saturday at 9PM EST on Extreme Indie Radio (&lt;a href="http://www.extremeindieradio.com"&gt;http://www.extremeindieradio.com&lt;/a&gt;).   It's hosted by Anthony Skatz, Brian Papa, Michael Z, Nick Marsico, and William Washington.</content>
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    <title>www.jimmyjacobs.net</title>
    <published>2005-09-16T14:41:15Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-16T14:41:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">www.jimmyjacobs.net  There ya go!  Now my website will get updated.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jimmyjacobs:34667</id>
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    <title>At the Circus tonight...</title>
    <published>2005-09-15T06:28:09Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-15T06:28:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Face to Face- Disconnected</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I saw an elephant do a handstand.  So you all can go fuck yourselves.</content>
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    <title>MN and Back</title>
    <published>2005-09-06T20:27:08Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-06T20:27:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Hanson- Penny and me</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Life's good. I just got back from spending a week up in MN.  Activities included horse riding, hating my car, Kurdish resturaunts, Mall of America, being pet, swimming, hot tub, girl in bikini making breakfast, first avenue show, $1 chocolate pie, cuddling orgy, renting movies, karaoke, podcast or something, gym, state fair, eating allegator, being grossed out by everything being deep fried, winning Muppets, Renaissance festival, Dirty Dancing, trying to tear the house down with Kid Krazy, being crabby, sleeping off my crabbiness, and going home.  I'm sure there was more in there, but it was a pretty fun-filled week.  Hardly a dull moment and a nice way to cap off the summer.  Thank you to everyone who didnt suck up there and was nice to me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I caught a couple of the newer ROH DVDs.  Good stuff.  I liked our tag match with the Carnage Crew from NYC.  And just for the record, I was the legal man.  I tag BJ as they lift him for the 2nd rope pile driver.  Yea... Im a dork.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go &lt;a href="http://turkeyvan.com/podcast/12jimmyjacobs.mp3"&gt; HERE&lt;/a&gt; to listen to that podcast thingy.  I talk about nothing exciting.  But if you're a nerd and wanna hear me talk, there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School started.  It makes me glad I'm not going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My neighbors are playing really loud music, which is bad enough.  But they're playing the same song over and over again, which is definately bad enough.  But they're only playing like the first 30 seconds of it, then restarting it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.anti-whore.com/horse1.jpeg"&gt;</content>
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    <title>SO LONG</title>
    <published>2005-08-23T19:31:29Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-23T19:33:20Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Gwen Stefani- Cool</lj:music>
    <content type="html">It's been so long since I gave a good update with ridiculous stories.  Well here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, some of you played the Nigel McGuiness Game quite well, with cleaver ryhmes and what not. Others of you couldnt get the concept of finding words that ryhme with "in."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple weeks ago my brother aka the Blitzkrieg Kid aka Bobby Bambino aka Powder Keg aka The Evil Doctor Numbers got married.  While this did end my weekend wrestling streak at 158 weekends (thats 3 years and 2 weeks), it did provide me with a few cute stories.  Or not so cute.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I debated a long time whether or not to tell this story, but I think it must be told.  The day before a wedding, you generally have a rehearsal dinner thing.  So here we all were, Friday night, we had finished the rehearsal of the wedding and were now all out to dinner.  It was at this extremely fancy restaurant that I should probably never be aloud into ever.  Everybody in the family was there, along with the wedding party, and yea... lots and lots of people.  I gathered the other juvenile attenders to this dinner, and sat them all at a table so we could have all the delinquent people in one area.  I sat at the head of the delinquent table and started ordering the free drinks.  I think that's how a lot of bad stories start.  After a few free drinks and a large free meal, I went outside with my friend Joel for a smoke. I dont smoke.  I just stood there, keeping him company.  Now, I'm an uncouth person, so I lift my leg and let out a big fart.  Fair enough.  I have no manners.  I don't have a problem with that.  Another minute goes by, I lift my leg again to fart, and yeeeeeaaaa... This time air didn't exit my sphincter.  It's was more of this gooey half liquid, half solid.  OOOPS!  I quickly scampered away to the bathroom to assess the situation.  The situation=creamy yellow shit.  I dont know if it was the drinks or something stupid I ate.  Either way.  I cleaned up, disposed of the underwear, and went back to the fancy restaurant.  My friend Joel, who I went out for a smoke with, asked, "Bro, where'd you go?"  And Im just, "Oh, I shit myself."  With in 10 minutes, I'm pretty sure the whole place knew.  I had cousins coming up to me and just laughing.  I went over to my mom, and with out me saying anything, she was in hysterics.  My uncle came up to me and just said, "Gravity.  It's always pullin you down." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day shall not be remembered for the day of my brother's wedding rehearsal dinner, rather, the day that I shit myself.  RIDICULOUS.  The end.</content>
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    <title>The Nigel McGuiness Game</title>
    <published>2005-08-19T18:26:23Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-19T18:26:23Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Ataris- Your Boyfriend Sucks</lj:music>
    <content type="html">This is a game started by a couple of my casual acquantances.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all know that Nigel McGuiness is "in it to win it."  Well, if you didn't know, now you do.  That's like his catch phrase type thing... "I'm in it to win it, Nigel McGuiness" says the Brit.  See... it rhymes, ya know.  So what else is Nigel McGuiness "in it" to do.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For instance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; When Nigel is at a bar, he's in it to gin it. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or for something more ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;When Nigel listens to the theme song from the "Top Gun" Soundtrack, he's in it to Berlin it.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so on and so forth.  Yes, I thought this was retarded when it was first told to me, but now I'm consumed with thinking of different ones.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few I came up with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;When Nigel needs a canine cop, he's in it to Rin Tin Tin it.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;When Nigel hangs out with Darth Vader pre-darkside of the Force, he's in it to Anikin it.  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So go, be merry, and come up with your own rhymes that Nigel is in it to do.</content>
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    <title>Upcoming shows?!?!??!</title>
    <published>2005-08-15T23:43:43Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-15T23:43:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Im trying to find shows on the weekend of September 3rd, now that IWA MS cancelled their Arnea show that day.  Any shows that entire weekend at all any where in the states or Canada or wherever.  Much appreciated.  And I swear I'll come back with a real good update sooner than later.</content>
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