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He who rules his spirit has won a greater victory than the taking of a city. ~ Jesus

One who conquers himself is greater than another who conquers a thousand times a thousand on the battlefield. ~ Buddha

First Edition of Ultimate Warrior E-zine released next week. Sign up to have it delivered to your email box.

“Dear Teddy letters are good for the soul – Part-II” soon to arrive.

My gut instincts are always right. Like I say, your first gut instinct is pure reason. I knew it was good for me to do a Part I, then a Part II. It gave me a chance to stand back and view the aftershocks.

I love how my posts separate the wheat from the chaff, the idiots from the intellectual, the men who actually sweat when they workout from the cross-dressers with memberships at Curves, the real patriots who get what freedom is from the guys who think unalienable in the Declaration of Independence has something to do with Area 51 and little green creatures from outer space.

I’ve finally figured out how to get rid of these metrosexuals and other gender-confused misfits who come around stinking the joint up — make my posts even longer. Amazing, if it’s not a sound-bite or one of those in-fashion toilet reading books filled with one syllable pieces of wisdom, it’s too damn much. A diatribe. Long and long. On and on. Rambling.

Hey, numb-nuts, some of us need and enjoy better literature than bubble gum wrappers and the cut-and-paste posts at your silly-ass wrestling sites. Some of us are here to fulfill a mission in our lives — always learning…always growing. Jerking off is something you loners do maybe once in a while. It’s not something you’re supposed to do with your whole f’ing life.

I’m positive there’s a correlation between the stamina of your mentality and the stamina of your physicality. I’ll save that piss-slapping dissertation for another Classic post.

In the meantime, stack up on your Red Bull supply. You’re going need it to get through the next Long and Hard and Brilliant Warrior Machete’s Post you don’t have the discipline to turn your eyes from. You’re welcome.

Someone wrote and asked why comments are turned off.

Simple. I value my time — and yours, too. Commenting is a waste of it.

Your Founding Father of Time Management,

Always Believe,

Warrior

Dear Teddy,

Long time.

I apologize for my delay in getting back to you. Over the last few years, I’ve gotten ornery about handling nuisances that cut into my Bible reading time. A man of your religious stature understands, I’m sure.

Your recent interview was brought to my attention. Classic stuff, buddy. Another super inspiring sermon. Nothing but Joy to the World whenever you’re in the house. The foul, satanic breath. Your worm-infested heart riddled with hate and envy.

Teddy, you have to lay off the lard, man. Apparently, you believe we all gargle with Krispy Kreme batter like you do and have brains so suffocated in fat that we can’t see clearly and think properly. You wonder for the life of you who do I think I am? Really? Who do I think I am? Serious? What, do you have those circus mirrors in your house? You know, the ones that distort your image. Or is your delusion natural? Cause I think people would be much more amused to know: who do you think you are? Didn’t it cross your mind for even a second, when you made the snidely remarks you did, that listeners would stop and think, “you gotta be f’ing kidding me, who does this Dibiase guy think he is?”

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Hello. It’s been awhile. No surprise there. Nothing unusual about me disappearing from the internet for long periods of time. What can I tell you…I have this fortunate, old-fashion habit in my life of always finding something better, healthier and more inspiring to do than be on the computer and internet.

The routine around here at the Warrior household is still the same: wonderfully boring and absolutely awesome. Thinking positively that it is the same for you in your life, too.

Well, after months of silly speculation and rumor-mongering regarding an appearance by me at this year’s Hall of Fame, and with WM being this weekend, I suppose I should say something about it all. Actually, after first seeing how my decision to decline was reported, I had initially decided it wasn’t worth wasting time to say anything. Always the rumors. The silliness. The lies. The bullshit. Simply telling the truth is a high spot the bottom-feeders of internet wrestling news always find too tough to pull off.

However, over the last couple of weeks I have received thousands of feverish emails from those of you who are absolutely convinced that my silence is absolute evidence that I will be making a surprise appearance at the Hall of Fame ceremony. So, I thought I should let you know the truth: I am not. I will NOT be at Wrestlemania in any capacity.

I did decline induction. Yes, I declined.

I did not “back out” of anything. There was never anything to “back out” of. I never agreed to appear at the Hall of Fame to begin with. The rumor that I did is a lie; an easy one that fits the kooky, fictional groundwork the liars have been laying down for years. It sounded good, made me look bad, so they added it on.

The issue of money never came up, either. I’m not even sure they pay inductees. I don’t think they do. I could be wrong. Don’t know. Don’t care. I never considered asking for any and it was never brought up in any of the discussions I had. Discussions, mind you, I had only with Vince, nobody else.

It’s funny, all these years the worn-out claim has been, “For Warrior, it’s always about the money, his greed.” I wish someone would have smartened me about that before I chose to sacrifice 10 or more years where I could have very easily continued to make millions of dollars. Making choices in your life based on your principles will make you wealthy, I’ll be honest about that, but it has little to do with greed or money. Again, the element of greed sounded evilly good and kept up the image that I am a selfish scoundrel only concerned about myself, so the parasites threw it in.

What happened? Let me tell you.

Back in April of 2009 I saw Vince in Stamford when we disposed him for the litigation. We spoke in private for 15 minutes and he said things then and in his deposition, under oath, that surprised me and even the attorneys on BOTH sides. If Vince had only picked up the phone 14 years ago and said the same simple things, we would not have lost the 14 years — and the history between us today would reflect a much different story.

When the lawsuit was being settled, amidst the beginning buzz of who Vince would choose to be inductees at the Hall of Fame, I told myself that when he called I was going to ask and offer to meet with him in person. I, too, had some things I wanted to say after all these years of fighting with one another. Beginning with the fact that my relationship and experiences with him over the last 24 years, working with him in the WWF and even the fighting we have done for so long, has always provoked more inspiration within me than anger. I thought the best way to tell Vince this, and for us to potentially find a way to make a Hall of Fame appearance happen for the fans, was to meet with him face to face, sit across from one another, man to man. So, when he called, I was set to offer.

Vince called me on December 23rd and left a voicemail saying, among other things, “let’s get you in the Hall of Fame where you belong.” After the holidays I returned his call, left a voicemail telling him to call me again when he found time. When we finally connected, I told him I would rather meet with him in person than talk over the phone. He said that would be great. He said he would find time on his calendar and call me back to set it up. When he called back a couple of weeks later he didn’t even mention finding a time scheduled to meet, and throughout the remainder of the conversation, further decided not to find one. So, given only the option to say either yes or no, my answer was quick and clear, I declined Vince’s invitation to headline this year’s HOF event.

I believe my decision is simple to understand.

Although Vince and I decided to settle the litigation over the production of the Self-Destruction DVD, the DVD is still what it is: a defamatory, negative, inaccurate portrayal of my professional sports entertainment career and my personal character while working in the WWF. Settlement may have changed the terms of the discussion, but not the original intent or content of the DVD. Vince himself titled the DVD. He gave the authority to produce the DVD just as it is. I can’t forget this.

Neither can I overlook the obvious fact that Vince personally inviting me to be the headliner inductee to his Hall of Fame means either the DVD or his Hall of Fame is a joke. One is not credible. It’s inarguable.

If the DVD is a joke, then I think its reasonable that all the Ultimate Warrior fans and I be told that, and something serious and substantial be done to correct the record BEFORE I ever agree to be part of the Hall of Fame, not after. Tell the true story. Obligate yourself to tell the real story and honor the Ultimate Warrior legacy as it deserves.

If the Hall of Fame is a joke, my sense of humor has been tested enough, I think. And the fans who attend the Hall of Fame ceremony, believing it is legitimate and something to be revered, are being duped. I’m not interested in participating in a “work” to mislead the fans anymore than they already were by the production of the Self-Destruction DVD.

Frankly, I don’t understand how you get from the production of the Self-Destruction DVD to an invitation to your Hall of Fame. The DVD is, essentially, a story telling that you regret ever having anything to do with the Ultimate Warrior persona and me, that both were worthless and neither ever contributed anything of value to your company, and, for all you care, they can both rot in hell.

Doesn’t a Hall of Fame have something to do with worthiness and honor?

How do you get from one to the other? Help me understand. Many Ultimate Warrior WWF fans want to understand, too.

I thought it was reasonable to ask Vince to explain it. Still do. Always will. That’s it. Pretty simple.

Gotta run…

Your Founding Father of Life Success beyond a Hall of Fame sports entertainment career,

Always Believe,

Warrior

I received some emails from regular correspondents telling me that many of the empty-minded pundits went right ahead and mischaracterized my “Dismissed.” post even though I posted my comments to prevent it. No wonder I have so many glowing, positive reviews of the industry and all its loons.

I made it very clear in my post:

WWE won a round here in my ongoing litigation with them over the Self-Destruction DVD they produced. There were actually two lawsuits going on; one at the Federal level and one at the State level. The State Court has dismissed that case.

I don’t know how to help you understand the black&white of that statement if you don’t.

There are two cases. The State Court case was dismissed. The Federal Court case remains.

Stay with me now. I’ll walk you through this. I’ll keep this simple. Let’s say, Johnny has two apples. He gives one away and does not have it anymore. So how many apples does Johnny have left? OK, now, boys and girls, real slow…. Johnny had two, Johnny gave one away, (too fast?…ok, I’ll slow down) so two minus one leaves Johnny with how many? One? Did you say you one, you cutey pie? Good job students!! Hooray!!! Hooray for you!!! You get a John Cena ice cream bar!!!

The very fact that it was dismissed means there cannot be damages recovered. Duh. One kinda has to precede the other. Of course, you would not grasp that concept…because you write columns without, first, using a mind or holding an idea of what you are doing.

Oh, well…back to my real life. My happy, still-alive life. Perhaps the truth is you can only understand me if I do speak in Ultimate Warrior tongues. Hmmm.. something to consider.

Hello, everyone. I wanted to get this news out before it got out other places and the idiotic pundits tried to claim I was hiding from mention of it because I am all consumed with grief, fear and embarrassment.

WWE won a round here in my ongoing litigation with them over the Self-Destruction DVD they produced. There were actually two lawsuits going on; one at the Federal level and one at the State level. The State Court has dismissed that case. They were similar in some ways, but much different in others. I’m not going to attempt to explain what a lawyer better understands.

I’ve attached the pdf file. I think it is public record, so I don’t believe I’m violating anything.

It is what it is. There are no guarantees in litigation. None.

Of course, when you pursue these things, you want things to turn out in your favor. So does the other side. Cases are made and cards fall where they will.

What helps me handle it is that I am realist about things I cannot control and an optimist about all the incredible opportunity that always lies ahead, every day, every hour, every minute. I mean, from the moment you decide in your head that the past is done and gone, that it is a fact of reality you can’t change, and you put your time and energy into moving forward, right then and there positive things begin to happen. Only when you change the world of your mind will things outside of you change.

There is no reason for hesitation except that you choose to stay stuck. The only force is your mind. I don’t choose to remain stuck. I’m not good at whining and complaining about what I, myself, can, will and must do. I still have the rest of today to make the most out of myself and my life. I’m going to get at it.

Your Founding Father of Ring Intensity.

Always Believe,

Warrior

9.10.09.pdf

Like Kennedy, the expiration of this LOSER is a shovel ready project I can get behind.

Communist Carter

Video/Story Link.

What does a white person say? Can a white person say anything about this at all without being labeled a racist? Maureen Dowd says she heard Joe Wilson say, “You lie, boy!” instead of “You lie.” If you don’t get the implications of that, leave now. You’re not welcome here.

I suppose the p/c, blacks-are-right-all-whites-still-dream-of-being-slavemasters position on this is to just zip it and say nothing at all, or agree with Van Jones, Obama’s Green Czar: Only a suburban white kid would do something like this.

Sorry, no can do.

Until the double-standard ceases somebody has to throw it back. This was not an act of racial motivation, this was an act of racial stimulation. There’s a difference, here. One is driven by something external, the other by something internal. Racism for these black kids here, violently acting it out and taking glory in the blood and guts of it, is driven by an inner hatred for white people they hold, a hatred that is bred and empowered by every single cultural influence they look up to, including, now, POTUS. Obama and his administration are racists.

Ironically, Van Jones’ logic turns out to be spot on in this case: Only groups of thug black kids would do something like this. It’s only them. They’re not going to pound in the skulls of a whole bunch of white people, only one lonely, frightened white kid when he’s all alone.

I’m sick of it and if you have any decency left in you, you should be, too. Black, white, red, green, purple, it doesn’t matter to me. I am a “human racist” and I am concerned about the “human race.” My kids, your kids, our kids have to live in this world…will they have to spend as much time or even more defending themselves against it, too?  These kids — these OBVIOUSLY BLACK-skinned kids — are behaving like animals, savages, less than human, like Rhesus monkeys.

If it were white people I’d say the same damn thing.

I’m sick and tired of having words that “accurately” mean certain things taken away from me. You squirm all you want. I’m not going to. My children deserve to grow up in a world where their loftiest dreams can become a reality, not a place where what is unreal and fantasy rule people’s lives.

This morning they label us racists because we simply disagree with our President who happens to black. We know we certainly are not. This afternoon the House, filled with the same destroyers and enablers fomenting the racist aspersion, seeks to change the House Rules in a way so that a liar can’t be called  a liar anymore, a hypocrite can’t be called a hypocrite anymore. Wake up people….it’s not a game, anymore.

I was eating breakfast. Typical grub. A dozen egg whites and oatmeal. Lots of coffee. Once done, off to the gym. The house had a small 10 inch TV secured up under the pantry cabinet. The news was on. Fox News. Breaking News. A small piece of a plane was sticking out of the building. I thought, what a dumb ass, someone flew their small plane into the building. I drank, cooked and watched. They showed a view of a plane in flight. I thought it was a replay. It was a big passenger plane, not a small plane. I said to myself, ‘I was wrong, it was a big plane, not a small plane…ok…so, how could that—’ The camera angle changed. It was not a replay. It was a second plane. Damn…

Each image throughout the morning grew more surreal and gruesome. None more so than the ones of those who jumped to their deaths rather than burn to one. Still today, none more so.

When I began speaking on college campuses in 2003, I carried around one of the photos of this horror. It was a shot of the burning World Trade Center, a couple, probably strangers, balanced on a window sill, flames roaring behind them, other bodies in view dropping mid-air, certainly struck with indescribable fear, each horrifically stuck in this life-ending bond having to encourage one another to jump to death.

I told the kids I used the image to remind myself that that was a tough decision to have to make, and any I ever have to make will never compare. None of theirs, either. I’d be in prison right now if I’d smacked every punk kid who snickered.

That picture sits framed on top of my desk. I look at it every morning. It reminds me. It makes me somber. It makes me appreciate. It makes me cringe. It makes me angry. It makes me care. It inspires me. It gives me courage. Still, since that day, no tough decision I’ve had to make compares. All my life, I imagine, never.

Always Believe,

Warrior

No. I won’t let my kids watch Obama this morning as he speaks to school kids. Whatever inspiring rhetoric his teleprompter comes up does not match the uninspiring and destructive assault he’s wielding upon our Constitution and our rights and freedoms. He is America’s President, but none of his governing ideals are American. His and his administration’s philosophy is entirely anti-American.

Common, everyday American citizens, standing up on principle and consistently voicing opposition, which they have every right to do in this country, are, to Obama’s administration, “anti-American,” “silly” and “thugs.” Administration officials and unconstitutional Czars are victims of “vicious smear campaigns” made up of “lies and deceptions” when the evidence used to criticize them is their own words in recorded audio and video.

Telling kids they must work hard to succeed doesn’t square with Obama’s agenda to punish and penalize and steal from those who work the hardest and produce the most and succeed at the highest level. Innocuous on the one hand, perhaps. Thievery, for sure, on the other.

Arthur Moeller van den Bruck, who coined the term Third Reich, said, “We have to be strong enough to live in contradictions.” You decide for yourself if Obama and his clan are showing themselves strong enough to live in contradictions.

When Obama joked he was a mutt during the campaign everyone thought he was being silly about his ethnicity. He wasn’t. He was being serious about his political philosophy, part Socialist, part Communist, part Marxist.

Nazi is one we might add. It is, after all, literally: National Socialism. Obama believes in this and, thus far, has done nothing less than what Hitler did in his beginning days to achieve it.

Hitler said, “The intellect has grown autocratic, and has become a disease of life.” He also said, “at a mass meeting thought is eliminated. And because this is the state of mind I require, because it secures to me the best sounding-board for my speeches, i order everyone to attend the meetings, where they become part of the mass whether they like it or not…I speak to them only as the mass.”

What greater mass of minds to gather than the mushy, undeveloped ones of little children.

Hitler knew the first thing you do to effect and move the masses is remove their desire to think. Obama’s constant presence and the presence of his constant contradictions are intended to do this — and they are exactly what they are, whether you want to accept it or not. After a while, you get worn down and just shut your mind off because you can’t handle the dismissal of reality anymore, i.e., the dismissal of the use of the human mind. And don’t forget, Obama is the Messiah…he will lead us to the promise land. All we have to do is “get out of the way,” “quit talking,” and follow. Hitler was God, too — not only to himself but for whole masses of people willing to shut up, just listen and not think.

There’s nothing innocuous about Obama speaking to young people about education. The more harmless it seems, the greater Obama’s stealthy contradiction and the more harmful his intended effect actually is.

Obama is not welcome in my household, in person or through the TV. No anti-American like him is.

Your Founding Father of Ring Intensity,

Always Believe,

Warrior

Many of you have written telling me there is no way you can afford one of my large pieces of art work, but you’d really like to have something and want to know if there is anyway I can do something smaller and less expensive. Some of you have mentioned maybe being able to get something simple that includes the Warrior logo, something you could hang on a small wall or put in a frame and sit on your desk.

Here are a couple of ideas I’ve come up with for right now.

The one on the left is 24″x30″. Same work style is used…all knife work and quality oil paint is used thick. I have a few finishing touches to do on it but wanted to get this image up to see if there is any interest in a piece this size. The price is $650 plus s/h. I can do it in black and white for $500. It’s a great wall piece, powerful and colorful, as you can tell from the small closeup images provided at the Warrior Gallery Art link.

The one on the right is 6″x8″ and is a scrawled logo done with my knife. The paint is thick and this makes for a nice small, desk piece. Many times when I am out doing autograph signings people will ask me to draw the logo and the idea for this small piece is driven by that frequent request. Paint goes on the knife and I slash at the canvas to make the logo. Each will be unique because each is done freehand. I can use a color scheme of your choice if you like. There’s a contact link at the Warrior Gallery Art pages that I have set up to showcase these. If you have any questions, ask.

Tomorrow…if you stay up all night it will still be today, never tomorrow.

Your Founding Father of Ring Intensity,

Always Believe,

Warrior

You know, it’s easy to have big balls when you are 20, 30 years of age. It’s another thing to have that big balls attitude, confidence, courage, audacity, assertiveness and aggressiveness into your 50, 60, 70, 80, and 90′s.

Based on a few hundred whining and complaining responses to my last post on insurance and my typical Warrior-stern emphasis on self-reliance, I have to wonder if some of you mens’ wives don’t often wonder if they are laying next to another woman at night instead of the man they believed they married. Take my advice: you want to impress (or try and get the sympathy of) someone hell bent on getting the most out of every day of their life, don’t write and tell them you were a real stud in high school and wore a letter jacket all weighted-down with pendants all three years of high school but you’ve let yourself go over the last 20 years and starting to feel and see the sorry-ass effects of having done so.

Today’s Labor Day. So how about subjecting yourself to some?! Get up off your ass, get outside…get out and give yourself a gut check. Maybe you’ll be fortunate enough to tear a muscle or two. These kinds of incredible, wonderful pains have a tendency to remind you that you are still alive. When you’ve had enough — which will be way, way before what your body and mind can actually handle — stand there, between your short, wheezy breaths and fear of heart attack, and ponder whether or not letting your physical self go all to hell all these years is really worth all the other comforts and securities you’ve acquired in your life.

If you say no, you stand a good chance at getting your big balls attitude back. If you say yes, you’re destined to live out the remainder of your days thinking, believing and acting tiny.

“Youth is not a time of life – it is a state of mind. It is not a matter of red cheeks, red lips and supple knees. It is a temper of the will; a quality of the imagination; a vigor of the emotions; it is a freshness of the deep springs of life. Youth means a temperamental predominance of courage over timidity, of the appetite for adventure over a life of ease. This often exists in a man of fifty, more than in a boy of twenty. Nobody grows old by merely living a number of years; people grow old by deserting their ideals.” – Samuel Ullman

Your Founding Father of Ring Intensity,

Always Believe,

Warrior

Several of you have asked about that 24″x36″ Ultimate Warrior painting I started.

Did it sell? Have you continued to work on it? Thanks for asking.

Yes. Both. It did sell. A great young kid from NY stole it at the 50% off finished price I offered it at. It’s going to be a killer piece of artwork and an incredible one-of-a-kind collectible.

I’m also going to kick off pre-sales for a Limited Edition Print of it in the next couple of days. Print will run just a little smaller in size and be produced in a limited quantity (very high-quality), each available for signature however you like and a COA will be included.

Here are a few new shots of the work in progress. Inexpensive ELPH digital camera. No professional lighting. No image alteration. Pictures don’t do the thick oil paint and knife-only work justice. Nice wheels, don’t you think?

Your Founding Father of Ring Intensity.

Always Believe,

Warrior

“The Greatest Good to the Greatest Number will obviously be reached when each individual of the greatest number is doing the greatest good to himself.”

“Individualism has the strength to resist all attacks.”

Rose Wilder Lane

The health care situation is interesting. I’ve a few thoughts…

The vigorous opposition to more government in our lives is a good thing. Several intelligent, limited-government voices not pulling any punches are getting through, connecting and being heard. The genuine instances of this are inspiring.

About the rest, I have to to be honest, I find it all disingenuous and none of it inspiring. More…

“The person who risks nothing, does nothing, has nothing, is nothing and becomes nothing. He may avoid suffering and sorrow, but he simply cannot learn and feel and grow and love and live.”–Buscaglia

Hello, everyone. Thinking positive that all is super in your lives. If not, look in the mirror. Both the problem and solution can be found there.

Several of you have asked about the Ultimate Warrior Figure Portrait I mentioned I was going to do. Here are some pics. (Small images are linked to larger ones in their own browser windows.) It’s coming along super. True to my Warrior style: Oil. Knife. Thick. Bold. Intense. I spare nothing when I paint. I use gobs and chunks of sticky, gooey oil paint. I use only a knife to put it on. I use force and energy and creativity when I apply it. I give all I have and leave all I have to give on the canvas.

I’ve got some other commission stuff going on right now and the Annual Santa Fe Indian Market is coming up in a week and half, so I’ve been busy in the studio. I wanted to get this UW Figure Portrait to a certain stage before I posted any pics. It’s already one-of-a-kind awesome and will really be killer once complete and refined.

As I previously told you, I ‘m doing this Ultimate Warrior work on a 24×36 canvas and then will decide whether to do a larger work, 42 x 72, something like that, something near life-size.

About this piece…I’ve come up with an idea. Since it is my first Ultimate Warrior Figure Portrait and there was much encouragement from you that I undertake one, and much interest since knowing I was, I’m going to set a pre-finished price to it, like how sculptors do precast sales where you can get in at 50% off the finished piece price. The first person to offer and pay $1900 ($75 s/h) gets it. After I complete it, the finished price will be $3800. Send me an email if you want it. First come, first serve. As you can already tell from the pics, it’s going to be really something else when it is done — and it is my very first UW work, so It will definitely be a collector’s piece. If you have concerns about the face not being done yet, let me tell you I always do the face last on all my figurative work and I’ve never failed to bring out the soul of the person. Surely, I won’t fail on the unique one I created.

By the way, I am available to do commissions on other works, either Ultimate Warrior images you want (close up or action shots) or personal portraits which I enjoy and have already completed several commissioned works.

Be back later with some other updates and comments…

Your Founding Father of Ring Intensity,

Always Believe,

Warrior

Hello, everyone. I’m working on some new things for ultimatewarrior.com. Many of you are always asking for signed pics and other autographed goods. Would you please let me know if this is link here is working? I’m just getting underway with design changes and links, etc., and would like to know. Thanks…

Store

If it does work and you want to purchase, all is ready to go through paypal. I’m working on some a “Quick Information on Shopping” page that will discuss shipping and other payment options. But in the meantime, paypal is set up and working. The Main STORE page has small images that are linked to bigger ones. At those pages with bigger images where there is an “Add to Cart” button. That button will take you to paypal. If you want to buy only one photo you can check out right then. If you want to choose others, click “continue shopping” and you go right back to the page of the photo you just viewed. Every larger image is opened in a window all by itself. All you have to do is close it and the Main STORE page will be in a separate browser.

Always Believe,

Warrior

In the mid-90s’ I owned a public gym, Warrior’s Gym, in Scottsdale, Arizona. When I closed it, I put the equipment in storage and it has remained stored all these years. It is in a wonderful 100,000 sq. ft., climate-controlled facility in Phoenix, Arizona.

Several months ago I went over and had all of it taken down off the racks and put on the floor so I could see it altogether. I could not believe how much there was (I’d forgot!) and how great it looked. Over the years, I have often thought I might one day open another gym. Time enough has passed, though, and my life has moved on in certain ways, for me to accept that this will not likely ever happen. Therefore it is time for me to part ways with all the equipment.

Here a few small pics as it sat on the floor of Warrior’s Gym. These pics are linked to a page where the images are larger and there is more info, including a PDF file listing all the equipment (this list was put together just before we put the equipment into storage).

Always Believe,

Warrior

What a day! Just super! Obama’s hell bent on wrecking the lives of us all. Reparations on the whole human race (ok, maybe just the white people) is in full Marxist mode.

You have to love it!!!

Really…I mean it.

The link should open an audio file. Please let me know if it works.

On Warrior’s Mind #1…

Always Believe,

Warrior

“A man who works with his hands is a laborer; a man who works with his hands and his mind is a craftsman; but a man who works with his hands and his brain and his heart is an artist.”

Thomas Aquinas

Summer here is going great! Doing juried art shows, traveling the country…great way to vacation with my heaven-sent Warrior girls! Busy, busy, busy working on building up my portfolio. Have some great pieces completed.

Many of you ask, “Why no UW paintings?” I get this all the time at all the art shows, too. So, I got one under way — a real classic shot of UW shaking the ropes. I’ll be putting up an image of the smaller, 24″x36″ “study” piece I’m working on in a few days to show you the work in progress. After it is near completion, I’m going to decide on whether or not to do a larger work (48″x72″) of it. Going to start doing more self-portraits, as well. Should be interesting.

The sunflower images here are of small pieces I’ve done that go over real well at the shows I’ve been doing. Can’t knock them out fast enough!! They run 6″x8″ to 10″x”12″. I knife the paint on really thick and run it all over and round the edges of the canvas. I know the prices on my large pieces, what I enjoy doing the most, are not in everyone’s price range. These small ones are cheaper…still, ALL Warrior art…ALL oil paint (applied with only a knife), bold, thick!! I’m working on others and will get those up when they are done.

A couple of the pieces here are available for purchase in two sizes. Usually, I do a “study” piece, typically in black and white but sometimes very toned-down color (called a value study), to see how and what I think about putting the image down onto a larger canvas. When you click on the linked image, all the info will come up in a new browser window.

Make LIFE happen! Get out there and do it!! START!!!!

Always Believe,

Warrior

Warrior’s Journal #2- “Meditations” PDF file.

I’ve been told to look in the mirror before I judge others.

I have.

MJ now lives through UW.

What do you think? More off the nose?