Welcome back to Monday kids.
We made it through another busy weekend. Here's what I did, because I know you want to know.
RINGSIDE: AN EVENING WITH JIM ROSS - I got a chance to take in Good Ole JR's one man show yesterday. He held it at Warehouse Live in the EaDo district of Houston before WWE's Night of Champions. Ross told some great stories from his days on the road from Mid-South through his time with WWE. Who doesn't want to hear about Dick Murdoch almost picking up a transvestite in the French Quarter, or Jim Cornette abusing the Canadian border patrol with Dudley Do-Right based profanity, or tales of Ric Flair's penis.
Well, maybe not that last one so much.
As often happens with this show, Ross had a guest star. Yesterday it was "The Bad Guy" himself, Scott Hall. Hall was sober and engaging and really had some good stuff to say.
If this show hits your town, you should check it out. Worth the price of admission.
THE EMMYS - Overall, I found this show to be a shambling train wreck. Andy Samberg's opening monologue was painful. We had the entire second hour dedicated to Olive Kitteridge winning all of the awards in its category. Jon Hamm finally won for Mad Men. Modern Family finally lost for Best Comedy. Tracy Morgan returned and promised pregnancy at the after party. And the best joke of the night? "Orange is the New Black is now classified as a comedy. Louie is now classified as jazz."
PENNY DREADFUL - I watched the first few episodes of Showtime's Victorian horror series and I'll give it this...it's not afraid to just throw it all at the wall. There's a intrepid explorer played by a former Bond. There's a mystery woman prone to possession. There's a gunslinger who may be a werewolf. There's Frankenstein and his monsters. There's vampires, maybe even Dracula. And, because there wasn't enough already, Dorian Gray. I'm going to watch some more of this one because, besides blatantly ripping off League of Extraordinary Gentlemen, it's just crazy enough to be entertaining.