This weekend has been one of travelers and journeys, beginnings and endings. I suppose every weekend is, (probably every day, even) but it's interesting to take note of them, even from the peripheries.

The cover art for the DVD of Lurking in Suburbia makes it look like a National Lampoon's sex comedy, but for some reason I decided to pick it up anyway.

Here's what the back said:

...Conrad Stevens, a lackadaisical writer, who finds himself evaluating his raucous, beer drinking[sic], non-committal life on the night of his 30th birthday party. Feeling trapped in his suburban hometown, where he lives with his childhood friends in a bachelor pad they call "The Palace," Connie decides that it's time to face his biggest fear... Growing Up![sic]

Despite the odd punctuation—and the trashy cover art—this sounded good, so I gave it a shot.

What I found was the kind of movie you might expect me to make. I felt a strong similarity to the main character and I identified with his plight: Rapidly growing older, yet too juvenile to do anything with his life... and resenting that somewhat.

Anyway, it's worth your time. At the very least, so you can tell me what you thought about it.

Excuse me for that bizarre sidetrack into the world of professional wrestling. That side of my personality doesn't get to come out too much anymore. Although, maybe that's good, because when it comes out, it's electrifying.

I have to warn my female readers that you are probably not going to be finding a whole lot of interest in this post. You see, it concerns professional wrestling.

Here's what WWE.com is saying right now:

Hulk Hogan has suffered a knee injury... and will be unable to make his scheduled appearance on RAW Monday night.

If this doesn't turn out to be a work (or legit) and is, in fact, Hogan's way of weaseling out of doing the job for Randy Orton at SummerSlam, The Hulkster may have finally used up all the nostalgia-related goodwill left toward him.

Of course, in fairness, if he does show up on RAW — especially if it is as "Hollywood" — and this does turn out to be a work, I am gonna look like such a mark.

Given our recent conversation about James Frey, it was with some interest that I read about today's Reuters photo controversy.

This just goes to prove my point, which is you shouldn't believe anything, whether it's labeled as non-fiction or even news.

For those of you that don't know, I recently turned down an opportunity to go work for Landmark Theatres.

During the interview process, they asked me to tell them about a difficult decision that I had made. So I told them about my decision not to follow Mike to Japan to teach English. If anyone ever asks me that question again, I'll tell them about this decision.

Why was it tough? Because Landmark Theatres is part of 2929 Entertainment, one of the few media companies that I believe is nimble and experimental enough to deal with the changing landscape of digital distribution.

That's because, at the head of this empire, sits Mark Cuban. Mark is perhaps best known as the Dallas Maverick's hot-headed owner, but to me (and, I'm sure, to millions of others) he's first and foremost a business genius who is always thinking, always initiating change. He's one of my idols and there's no American business leader for I whom I would rather work.

So why did I say no? Couple reasons:

First, abandoning my company at this point, without having created any meaningful change in its operations, product, or philosophy strikes me as disloyal.

Second, I'm very close to being able to have that kind of impact. The obstacles in my path at this point all reside in myself, and if I can muster the courage to finally take no prisoners, I know that my stock will rise exponentially. That's not something I will get in a larger company until I've paid a whole lotta dues.

Finally, money. I tend not to think of myself as being motivated by money but the reality is, if I'm going to uproot my career, I need to feel like I'm moving up in the world as a result. And the offer that Landmark put in front of me was exactly the same as where I'm at right now. There was opportunity for additional commission as I grew this market, but even accounting for that and where they think this market will be two years down the line, I think I'll be worth more after spending another year or two in the trenches at NUVO and earning an executive title.

Do you think I made the right decision?

Just back from the Rock Lobster — site of at least one significant event in my life, maybe more.

Tonight, however, was not one of those nights. Tonight was just another night.

And so, in blogging about it, what exactly am I to say?

I could note that the crowds were especially numerous tonight, thanks to the Brickyard. And I could share my roommate's observation that it's always worth it for the spectacle. Or I could mention that it's nice to see some of the friends that I don't see often enough.

But, in the end, in the interest of accurately logging my state of being, I will remain slient.