In case you didn’t get the memo, this weekend is playing host to WWE’s annual Summerslam event that has now expanded into TWO WHOLE NIGHTS of mediocre sports entertainment advertising blocks with some occasional bits of rasslin’ tossed in for good measure. While I wouldn’t normally be harping on this point because I’ve long since been at peace with it, I do feel the need to bring it up for the few folks who message me about these things.
So let’s put it out there. I currently do not have nor do I plan on having a Netflix subscription for the expressed purposes of watching this weekend’s festivities. Furthermore, I haven’t gotten the chance to check out the reviews, reactions, and results of the first night of prestigious commercials.
I’m sure all the guys and gals worked their hardest and the crowd who showed up enjoyed the show. All the more power to them, I suppose. However, if anything of significance happened that requires some sort of reaction on my part, I’ll be sure to supply it, but I won’t be doing a full show recap or anything. I’m not sure if I have it in me anymore to be honest.
Oh, well. Enjoy the show, everyone.
