Wednesday, December 27, 2006
I got up at 7 AM (which is hours before I normally even go to bed!). Showered. Didn't take long. Went on to get ready and wait for my dad and sister to get there to take me to my hometown, Dillon. They got there around 10:30 or 11 AM.
After about an hour and a half, we got to my parents' house and sat around mostly then after a while we ate.
Then like an hour after we got there, we left to go get my son (we met his mom and grandparents in Gallivants Ferry which is ALMOST half-way. We had the longer drive for sure.) That was no later than like 3PM I guess.
When we got back, my mom had gone to get my brother's three kids so there was a house full of kids.
They opened presents and played and stuff and after the other three left, I tried to take a nap but Rian (my son) didn't like that idea and wouldn't allow it. If he saw my eyes closed he'd either lick me or scream "Dada!"... lil jerk. lol.
Anywho, We hung out there until like 9:30 PM I guess and then we headed back to the beach 'cause I had to work. Rian fell asleep about 30 minutes into the drive with a candy cane in his mouth. He was soooo tired. It was a lil sad. My mom asked him when he dosed off if he was awake and he nodded his head and then she asked if he had already finished the candy cane in his mouth and he nodded to say he had. Then she asked if he was sure and he shook his head 'no'... He's so adorable...
Anywho, we dropped him off and stuff then I dropped some shite off at my apartment and hung out there for a bit before heading to work.
Work was long and boring. Like three people came in. Joy. F'real.
Anywho, I got off at 7AM after being up 24 hours and went home and fell asleep watching TV.
BUT I left out what may be the most important part of the whole week/month/(maybe even year!). It was great to see my family and all but I see them often.
When I got back to the beach, my most beautiful of beautiful ex girlfriend told me she was coming all the way from Dillon to see me. I won't say her name 'cause I don't want her to get in any trouble with any twats or anything but I'll leave it by saying that she's the one who's initials were cut into my bicep area of my left arm that still has a slight scar. And to say that she's the one woman that people seem to associate with me.
Anywho, we hung out and it was the best ever. I hadn't hung out with her like that since... Early 2003. Its been FAR too long. I don't want to piss anyone off on her side or mine but it was the greatest. I've missed hugging her tiny frame so much.
We hung out for a few hours before she had to rush home and I have no idea if it meant nearly as much to her as it did to me but it really did mean the world to me. For someone that I've always cared so much about to come all this way to see me risking getting into all sorts of shit was the sweetest.
I won't give many details because I just don't care to. It was an innocent visit so clear your perverse minds, yo. lol.
I have to say that after all of the sleep deprivation as of late, I had to check my arm where she had signed it the night before to make sure it wasn't a dream (I've dreamed so many dreams similarly to this one so many times in the past). It wasn't and I'm still floating.
Anywho, gotta get going now, people. I'll end this now but know that one of these days, I will update again, lol.
WAR IS OVER
If you want it
Tuesday, December 19, 2006
The show that was supposed to be held at the Myrtle Beach Armory on 12/16/2006 was cancelled without any advance notification from SCW CEO Rob Hochman or anyone else for that matter.
Personally, I had a friend try to buy a ticket and she was informed that the show was canceled... This was around 4:30 PM with a bell time scheduled for 7:30 PM. I checked the SCW website and called Hochman's cell phone. The site was the same as it had been for weeks and Hochman's cell went straight to an answering service.
We went by the armory to see if anyone had information on ticket refunds but found only pissed off former fans of SCW ready to rip Hochman to shreds... Oddly enough, most of them knew already that Rob Hochman was NOT dead.
After a few phone calls amongst the folks waiting for news, we were told that refunds were to be given at the place the tickets were purchased... We went to try to get our refunds but got nothing back.
Just an interesting after note, SOMEONE O:-) left a poster outside of the armory to let people know that the show wasn't happening and Rob was alive... And to let Rob know that people were pissed.
But you can read more about what happened and the TRUTH behind it by going to the following link: http://www.declarationofindependents.net/doi/pages/timdolanscwsht.html
All of that information was posted by Rob Hochman's former partner and webmaster, Tim Dolan. And when he says he was against the 'death' idea, believe him. All of my 'sources' told me that long before the show mishap.
But for those of you wanting to get in touch with Rob, his cell number is (843) 241-3906 (also try 843-241-3999). His home number is (843) 236-8916. Either of these may change at any time because there are any number of people angry with him, but to my knowledge, these are still valid numbers...
ALL OF THESE NUMBERS WERE FOUND LEGALLY THROUGH PUBLIC SOURCES.
And I also have a street address but I don't think I'll post that. That'd be a bit much.
In closing, this isn't the first time Rob has fucked over fans. Ask the fans in Lenoir, NC about the show being cancelled without notification... They still want his head.
But with luck, there will be wrestling in this area of the Carolinas... So as of now, it looks like the ball is now with AIWF (http://www.aiwfwrestling.net) OR Wayne Cribb to get wrestling back in the area so... SUPPORT ANY AND ALL SHOWS EITHER PUTS ON IN THE AREA, FOLKS!
Sunday, November 26, 2006
ABOUT SCW'S CEO ROB HOCHMAN...
He is NOT dead.
I do not want to spoil the storyline that has been leaked to me but his 'death' is a work to help a storyline that is in the works.
I have not spoken to Rob Hochman since his 'death' but all things from my reliable sources point to him being alive and well.
Again, I don't want to reveal any details about the reasons behind this 'stunt' or what-ever you want to call it, I just want to get it out there that ROB HOCHMAN IS NOT DEAD!
I had to do a lot of digging to find this out so I guess in the end, the whole bit may be a success as it turned even many of his friends and former business partners into absolute marks but I think it may have been in bad taste because of the method of his staged death being so similar to so many actual incidents in the wrestling world...
Anywho, just wanted to let those of you concerned know.
If you're not totally disgusted by this whole thing, SCW will be doing a 'tribute' show on December 16, 2006 at 7:30 PM at the Myrtle Beach Armory. There's a chance that the hoax will be revealed at this show but it may be just a lead in show so... Check it out.
http://southernchampionshipwrestling.com/ <-- SCW's website
Apart from that silliness, though, today/tomorrow (the 26th) is my 22nd birthday so... Ya know... Hooray. My parents are coming in for the day which is cool only it means I'll be working off of about 3 hours of sleep tomorrow.
After they leave, I'll be going to see the Deftones with Carissa which should kick a little ass... If I can stay awake! But I don't work tomorrow night so I'm hoping to grab much sleep after the show.
It'd be nice to have some coffee that didn't suck a sack of cocks.
So I finally got to hang out with my son today... Which, shockingly enough, wasn't without dramatics from his mother. Go figure...
Anywho, I've got some stuff to do so... Until next time... Fuck off. Seriously.
And leave comments!
Friday, November 24, 2006
It was a Geocacher's meet-up type thing and the three of us were talking amongst ourselves and Kenny announced, "I have to pee. I'll be back" at which point he... ya know... Went to go take a piss.
So Darrell and I are talking for no more than like two minutes when Kenny comes back, looking almost angry and he's like "Hey we have to leave soon..." which we knew as it was getting late and Darrell and I had to work that night. But we asked him why to see if it was a statement of simple fact or if something brought him to this conclusion.
Then Kenny went on to tell us that as he walked in the bathroom, one guy in there was like "Wait... Am I in the right bathroom?" and before Kenny could fully assure him that he was, another guy came in asking an incredibly similar question about the correct gender of this particular restroom.
Kenny, apparently embarrassed, left the bathroom without releasing his liquid troubles. Now I have no idea of what other people consider to be 'funny' but I thought people would think that whole bit to be at least mildly funny although embarrassing to Kenny... So I told him I was gonna post about it.
But that, friends, is the ballad of Mister Lake... Only it isn't musical in the least.
Also, make a note that this is the first post that I remember in which I don't curse. Fuck yeah!
Saturday, November 18, 2006
Thursday, October 26, 2006
Saturday, October 14, 2006
Every so often I look out of the window here in the lobby and I see a small woman or not-so-small woman running/jogging by and they aren't always dressed as you'd think a jogger/runner would be dressed and all I see is someone running by in the dark on a less busy end of Ocean Blvd. (and crime goes up this time of the year) and I'm like "Holy shit! Should I go see what's wrong or call the cops?!" only to realize a few seconds later that she's fucking jogging or running for exercise purposes.
I'm thinking there's a fucker behind her with a knife and some anal lube looking for some free sodomy and she's just being healthy... Fucking people.
So if not for your own safety than at least for that shred of fucking sanity it could save me, DO NOT FUCKING RUN OR JOB BEFORE THE SUN COMES UP!
Friday, October 13, 2006
I'm tired and no one is shocked.
Last Monday night didn't go at all as I said was planned but it was cool still.
Carissa and I went and saw 'The Texas Chainsaw Massacre: The Beginning' and it wasn't too bad. It was better than the first remake but the original is still the best.
Then we met Brenna (my boss) and Darrell at Island Sports Bar which I think is technically in Murrells Inlet and it sucked a little cock. Ok so it wasn't terrible but it wasn't that great either. I had a nice glass of Yuengling before we left but we left before kick-off even.
Then we went to Spencerz in Surfside and it was much better. The food was good and after an additional and large amount of more Yuengling, I was feeling pretty nice. Carissa and I shared a couple of pitchers and Brenna took care of some light American beer by herself (I know Yuengling is American but it doesn't taste like it, lol)
The game was incredibly boring and we all left at or just after half-time... Darrell was the only fully sober one.
Brenna fuckin' killed me when she was drunk. She's loud and funny.
So when we were leaving Carissa wanted me to go stay at her place but I had to do laundry (which I ended up not doing) so we went back to my apartment and hung out and stuff...
But apart from that my week has been all together uneventful.
As I sit here presently and think about it, I can only think of one good source for news on the Internet...
That's The Onion.
Even if you don't give a damn about news, current events, etc. you will be pleased if you check out that site. Trust me.
Once again, just as I'm finding myself getting in a writing rhythm (or something somewhat similar) I have to get ready to change shifts so... Check back later. One day I'll post something that matters.
Sunday, October 08, 2006
So for now I'm sitting here watching 'Saving Private Ryan' and not being interrupted which is a bit of tits.
Today was another day... Nothing too special I guess. I got off of work this morning and didn't have to walk, bike, or call a cab 'cause earlier in the night, a drunken Carissa didn't think it safe to drive home so she just crashed at my apartment and in the morning she gave me a ride home so that was kinda bitchin'.
Speaking of Carissa, I recently had someone tell me it was 'disgusting' that I, being only 21 (about a month shy of 22) was hanging out with a woman that was 26 (and is only a few months into her 26th year). Apparently she thinks its creepy that a woman would be into a younger guy
People can have their opinions... That's fine. But the person in question is an 18 year old girl dating a 31 year old guy. That's nearly pedophilia and I get flamed for HANGING OUT with someone under 5 years my senior?
People are stupid.
But anywho, I'm kinda anxious about Monday. Its so close and its my first day off in a series of two and it seems like I was just off. Not sure what I'm gonna be doing that day, though. Odds are I'll get to bed early, get ready early, go to a movie or something with Carissa, hang out with my son (though its unlikely we'd take him to a movie, lol) then when he goes home I'll likely get a wee bit drunk with Miss C and watch as much of Raw's Homecoming special as possible and then do my laundry in the super early morning hours. Sort of simple but it should be a good day.
As for tomorrow though I'll just be going to bed soon after I get off of work and get up around 1 to watch the Panthers hopefully smash the Browns and I'm undecided on if I'm gonna stay up to see the Cowboys at the Eagles. It could be a bitch for me. See, I hate the Cowboys and I'm not fond of Bill Parcels but I love T.O. And on top of that, I'm an Eagles fan and I love Donavon McNabb. But maybe I'll catch at least a bit of it.
K I kinda feel like a dick right now. I haven't eaten tonight so I went in back to pop some popcorn and as I was sitting here typing I hear something like a crackling sound and I'm like "What the fuck?" Then I think maybe there was a power surge on the phone system or something and I'm about to freak the fuck out to find out what was going on only to remember I was popping fucking popcorn.
Not a very entertaining story, I'm sure... But bite me.
Anywho, I kinda forgot what I was intending to blog about so I'm gonna shut up and fuck off now. I gotta eat my popcorn and drink my dee-licious grape Faygo and watch 'Saving Private Ryan'.
I may post again tonight if I get bored enough and/or think of what I wanted to post about originally.
Monday, October 02, 2006
Its kinda funny because in the past week or so I've actually had a few people say that they love the way I word things and shit but when it comes down to consciously doing it, I can't do it anymore.
I used to write poetry, little stories, etc. but as of late it doesn't come out when I need it to for venting purposes or what-ever. It sucks a bit.
Maybe I recently was stricken with retardation or something... Well, not recently, but over the past few years. I mean, I hardly write anything at all anymore. And the few things I do write are kept totally to myself because I was a bit coy about my writings even when I thought they were good in the past so now it's like... Nope.
But its time for me to get off of work so... Fuck you guys.
Sunday, October 01, 2006
I'm at work and its been a pretty slow night... I've seen slower but for some reason boredom is kicking my ass far earlier in the night. It's already after 6 AM but I'm miserable! I've been finished with everything that I can possibly do for almost an hour and now I'm like, what the fuck... I should blog.
I was watching 'Bloodsport: ECW's Most Violent Matches' earlier and it hit me that I know someone who's dating a guy who looks like Bill Alfonzo with light hair.
I'm a little bored...
Football this afternoon may kick a little ass. I'm kinda hoping to see a few ruptured spleens on the Saints' roster after today. =)
My old high school was a black hole of talent. If you're from the area and cared at all about high school sports in your day, odds are you can name a player or two that's been on some sports roster in the past decade or two.
When people come to check in at the hotel I work at and they ask where I'm from and I tell them, they're like "Oh man Dillon High keeps a good football team" which is true. But its like everyone who has a chance loses it.
Stan 'The Man' Manning was a huge star in the mid-early 90's and could have gone to nearly any college he wanted and almost certainly could have gone to the NFL in time but last I heard of him, he was working at the Waffle House in Dillon, SC.
But that's far from the end of it all. But I'm running low on time. I'll probably revisit this topic in the upcoming days.
I thought I had more time but I kinda don't. It's almost time for me to leave. Yay!
Check back tomorrow...
Sunday, September 24, 2006
I got up early today and got ready and my parents and I went to Dixie Stampede. They're in town until Sunday.
It was cool, though. More fun than I expected. And my son went with us which was tits.
I have a ton of energy but I looked in the mirror and I look totally pale like I should be sick. I've hardly eaten lately 'cause I've simply had no appetite so that'd be why I feel like I'm so pale but I feel kinda great lately.
I sorta love the t-shirt I'm wearing now. I bought it along with a Tool shirt and a wrist band that has Peter Griffin in a Che Guevara get-up. But its a John Lennon shirt with his face superimposed on the American flag and a peace sign in the blue field in place of the stars with "LENNON" at the bottom and "Give Peace a Chance" on the back. Maybe its who and what it all represents that gets me off so but I really am loving this shirt.
On a similar topic, I gotta do laundry. Or show up to work in my Bruce Lee boxers (which I'm also wearing. They're cooler than three types of hell, too).
I keep forgetting that I almost dwarf a lot of people until I go in public. Or I'm around old people.
My ventriloquist dummy says "Hello"...
Ha! That makes me think of Emo Phillips when he said "My brother says 'hello'... So... Hoorayy for speech therapy..."
Speaking of quotes, Shakespeare said something that just recently hit me as fucking amazing. "Above all things, to thine own self be true."
If you aren't true to your self and you're not being yourself and you compromise your true self for any reason you're begging for disaster and you'll get it. Don't try to be something or someone you aren't to impress someone 'cause odds are you'd impress them anyway.
If you trailer trash, be trailer trash. There's other trailer trash out there that'll be up for you as your true-to-form trailer trash self. And there may be someone else who's into trailer trash and you could be in to what-ever it is that they are but you want to make them think that you aren't trailer trash though them thinking that was what originally made them want you and when you pretend to be something else, they loose interest and will be a bit jaded with you for being fake which is worse than trailer trash.
Now I'm not saying be a piece of shit and be proud of it but if you are a piece of shit then be a piece of shit. No need to flaunt it, just be it.
So now that I've told everyone to be trash (or something like that... I'm sure someone out there will take it like that), I'm gonna go do some stuff before I get off of work so... Ya know... Bye, bitches. I'll likely post tomorrow. Check back...
Saturday, September 23, 2006
Thursday I got up pretty early to go to Barefoot Landing with Darrell and Kenny. And I bought a bitchin' ventriloquist dummy but more on that later.
But then I went to work and thought I was gonna die. I felt like shit and was tired as hell...
So I got off of work and went home and ate some Popsicles. Then I went ahead and took like a ten minute nap (which wasn't easy with Carol Burnett and Rainn Wilson on Meagan Mullally).
But after my super short nap I took like a half-shower which means I did all but wash my hair. Then I got ready all that I had to and just about right after I was done, Kenny and Mallory (the prettiest woman in all of Poly land) got there and we went out to eat and then to a movie, etc... Very fun day and all, really.
But back to the topic at hand, I got home around 5:30PM and went to bed but I can never go to sleep right away so I didn't until like 5:55 at which point my ex brought my son over (knowing that I can never get him that early on Fridays and she didn't even call) and I wasn't able to hang out with him at all which sucked a lot and hurt like hell because he was crying and pointing in my room.
At any rate, I finally got back to sleep and set my alarm for like 7:26PM so I could get in the shower but I hit snooze of course and ended up shutting my clock off making me oversleep an hour which means that I'd be no less than an hour late at my normal rate.
But after falling asleep in the shower, I biked like a bat out of hell to work in about 4 minutes.. Fuckin' aye! But I was still like 15 minutes late... Shit!
So now I'm sitting here doing shit online like surveys and this blog post to keep myself awake 'cause I'm about to be out. I'm like an unstable crack addict when I'm very sleep deprived.
I'm kinda proud of something... Mallory made Darrell and I leave the Sprint Store when she was in there today 'cause we were embarrassing her... Now to those of you who don't know Mallory, you don't get it... But if you do, you'll know what an accomplishment it is! So I was proud...
And I was about to go in with my dummy and Kenny intercepted me at the door so I gave in.
But people were laughing at Darrell and I in the parking lot... Playing with the dummy and all.
My dummy is the pooples. That's him in the picture all chilled and shit... He's smoking a cigarette and looking at a Crazy Horse thingy... He was kinda horny 'cause Cortney just breast fed him.
That's the lower half of the lovely Cortney you see beside him... Something about the plastic appendages does it for her apparently.
But Kenny is also in love with my dummy. He gets a little excited when he sings to him and pulls his hair while he's driving.
Kenny's a pervert and all around a bad person. I mean, really... Jeeze! lol.
Meat Loaf kicks ass.
The singer, I mean. Not the mushed up beef dish... Ewww...
Its kinda fucked up but since I've been living alone and single, I've been seeming to attract more and more hotties and its kinda freaking me out. It kinda sucks when everyone things I'm fucking every person that I either talk to or that shows interest in me but other than that it just kinda tweaks me a bit...
Plus I'm only fuckin' some of them. I'm not a whore. Jesus! lol
Yeah, so, I'm sitting here eating a big bowl of Ramen noodles, drinking a Faygo cola, and taking Mini-Thins like they were Tic-Tacs. I'm feeling delightfully (or something) like a typical single guy living alone.
What the hell is with this new Blogger Beta bit? I finally got the offer to convert my account and I did but I have no clue what it is. I mean, it seems a bit different but does anyone have details on the differences 'under the hood' or involving features?
And while I'm asking questions, does anyone know if PGP is still available in a free home version? Brotha's gotta encrypt shit...
Yeah and I'm so bringing back my old website only it's at ThePrynce.Net this time and I'm starting from scratch.
So if anyone has some tips on what I should do with the hacking/Internet underground and security sections let me know. I've been off the scene for a few years and shit's changed.
George Jones is kinda tits.
I made another silly stop-motion movie a few days ago. I'll post a link to it when I get it online. But to see my other movies online, click here to see them on YouTube (where I have been granted a director's account for Tee Hee Dumbass Productoins)... My two other stop motions aren't on there just now but I'll get 'em up there soon.
Ha! Its raining out and I biked to work. How fuckin' lovely?
My boss is fuckin' HOT! But most of you already know that...
Ok well I'm drawing a blank now on things to talk about to keep me awake so I'm gonna end this post and hope the Mini-Thins kick in soon...
Monday, September 18, 2006
Panthers lost and I'm personally up for forming a lynch mob to take out Chris Gamble... What a fuck up he was... He is typically a pretty good player but... JEEZE!
Work's been soooooooooooooooo easy tonight.
Squidbillies FINALLY had a new episode! Great quote from it, too... "I'm as hard as red clay! As constant as... Drinking... I'm constantly drinking!"
Ok people, pay CLOSE attention to the following...
DO NOT COME TO MYRTLE BEACH IN THE WEEKS AFTER LABOR DAY EXPECTING IT TO BE EMPTY!
Last week was SUPER busy because people think they're so fucking smart and are gonna miss crowds because they think it won't be busy these weeks... EVERYONE thinks that and that's why its so fucking crowded.
In short, you're probably not as smart as you think you are. Other people do have similar thoughts.
So who wants to see my 'special' friend that I met a few weeks ago? Everyone? GOOD! lol.
Yummm... Right? lol. And the softest and smoothest skin... And the body... Oi vey... I gotta move on, lol.
I wanna be Jewish. Not that I really agree with their theology or anything but I wanna be able to say to people shit like "... But I'm Jewish!"
In other news, "Life Is a Lemon and I Want My Money Back".
Ok well as always, I've got no idea what else to post so I'm wrapping up. But I'm doing good with posting so look for more in the next few days.
Thursday, September 14, 2006
Friday I got up early to see a highschool football game (my alma mater had a game in my current city) and my hometown lost which sucks a little cock... And it wasn't even an interesting game or anything!
I'd consider it a loss of $6 but this rather cute girl named Mona like called me over and gave me her number. I have tried calling only once but she wasn't there. She seems like a cool person, though.
Then work was kinda great that night, too.
Also on Friday, I met another bitchin' girl named Marcie. She's from Gastonia, NC and though I didn't spend much time with her, the time we did spend together was AMAZING. But if you want more on that you'll have to ask me privately and... ya know... Its likely I won't answer you, lol.
So I find myself back at work this morning... Getting off in just over an hour... The night went by very fast considering I'm coming off of my two days off.
My days off were wholly uneventful. I found myself drinking a good deal of Guinness.
My last night off was pretty cool, though. I got up a bit early and Darrell, Kenny and myself went to All Saint's Church in Pawleys Island to show Kenny Alice's grave. Its only my second visit but those of you who know me well know that I've wanted to go there for almost my entire life and it's like the holy grail of ghostly things across the board in South Carolina...
Then I got home and watched ECW which was pretty cool I guess. After that, though, I went to hang out with Darrell at work for a bit.
Then I got home and had a very large cup of straight vodka and topped it off with a splash of cherry syrup (sort of like grenadine) to make it a bit more drinkable...
It was the first hard liquor I'd had in some time (plus it was a pretty large amount of it) so I was soon after drunk. I CERTAINLY needed that... Apart from Friday, I haven't been doing too well lately.
But I was already tired and ended up falling asleep... Only to wake up a few hours later still pretty drunk.
I love (most) of the people I work with. And the ones I don't just absolutely love, I still like (those are also the ones I just don't know very well too, though).
Andy Kaufman may have been God.
Well, I get off work soon and I have a few things to take care of so keep an eye out for another post soon, bitches.
Tuesday, August 08, 2006
I'm night auditor in training now. More hours and better hours so I'm kinda thrilled. I train for five days this upcoming week. That makes me cool.
The lass I posted about in my last post turned out to be something less than 'amazing' after all. But my life is like... Al Queda. The top person blows up making brownies with plastique shipped to them as flour by the CIA and another just as qualified and often more qualified pops up and takes their place.
RAW was great. One of the most memorable in years I think. It was the one with DX as the McMahons and the poop shower though seeing RVD was the best for me.
And as a side note, we made the 3 hour trip in about 1.5 hours thanks to Darrell's skillful Expedition driving and my superb navigational skills.
Shannon was forced to move out a week or so ago but I only got about a day of solo living. Darrell's brother JR needed a place to crash for a bit until he could get his own so he's staying with me now but its pretty much like living alone still. He works 1st shift and I work 3rd so we see each other in passing and little else. So it isn't that bad.
Got a new laptop recently. I kind of love it.
I've got some of my videos uploaded to MySpace. Check them out. You can see my sleep-less performance in "Oceanfront kNights". You can view them by clicking pretty much any place in this paragraph.
I also bought a GameCube recently.
In other news, I NEVER HAVE TIME FOR VIDEO GAMES!
David Bowie is sort of great.
Ernie's is the best place to eat in this fucking town. Its located on the 9th floor of Captain's Quarter restaurant in Myrtle Beach.
The best delivery is Pizza de Roma.
My blog is probably cursed but that's a whole other topic for a totally different day so we shall explore that at a later date (if I even remember my current line of thinking at that juncture).
Sunday, May 21, 2006
But much has changed in my life.
Shannon and I broke up last Sunday, Mother's Day. It wasn't intended and in fact I hoped for her to have a nice Mother's Day but there was too much BS over too many years and it was only getting worse at an incredible rate as of late.
But as predicted, she makes things as difficult in my life as possible whenever possible. Who didn't see that comin', Eh?
I realized a few days ago that this blog of mine doesn't look right on IE so... If you have IE and it doesn't look right, get FireFox.
I'm a great deal behind on my Soundtrack blog but... Blow me.
I've got a new amazing friend. Her name is NiCole. She's really great. She's a homewrecking whore. Nah she's actually really great. We're only friends so chill out bitches. I can't think of any words to really describe her but let me just say she's truly amazing.
I just bought tickets to the WWE Raw event in Fayetteville, NC. It's the night after the PPV where D-X is rumored to be making their return so...
In other news, NiCole is fucking awesome.
I'm bored and tired.
I'm sure I'll think of something else to post after I post this one so look forward to another soon... Maybe even tonight. HAHA!
Wednesday, May 03, 2006
They're called Pocky. They are coated little sticks of crunchy biscuit. I have only tried chocolate thus far but Shannon has strawberry and thought they were rather good.
They are very simple but ingenious. They are created by a company in Japan, Glico.
There is a section at the bottom of each stick that has no coating so that you can eat them and not get all messy.
They cost like $1 at the Wal-Mart Supercenter in Myrtle Beach in the Thai section (though it isn't a Thai creation) which actually has a great selection of authentic Oriental foods, snacks, and food items.
Anywho, you can find them online by clicking here
Anywho, I have a new job now. I'm still doing security only now its for a hotel directly (not through a contracted company like before) and I have friends working there so its cool. I'm also to be trained as a night auditor or clerk so I will have that to go to in the future. I liked my previous employer pretty well but I get $1 more an hour now and its right across the street instead of across town. Also I work 6 hours for 6 days now instead of 8 hours for 5 days but I still make more. I like it that way honestly.
Tomorrow we're going to an independent film premiere. It is Kluckin Film's first full length presentation called 'Kill Syndrome'. I hope it doesn't blow.
My bed is beckoning me now, though. I will have new and improved versions of my old websites coming soon, too, so keep an eye out.
Sunday, April 02, 2006
The URL is http://prynceduex.blogspot.com/ and it is basically an audio blog and a MoBlog. Most posts (for now at least) will be audio posts 'cause I'm still trying to get my WAP to work on my new phone and I will likely post some camera phone images when I can get some sort of cheap ass or free MMS or Picture messaging service on my phone.
But that's it for now. This will still be my main blog, though. The other will basically be another limb of this one.
Saturday, April 01, 2006
Wednesday, February 22, 2006
3:01 AM - Two ambulances have just arrived at my hotel as I was posting on my other blog. Not sure why or anything but there is also a fire truck next door that sent fire fighters over here.
3:02 AM - They've gone into a second story room in the other building and are backing in an ambulance but it is a tight fit in this parking lot. On-lookers from next door are gathering and Shannon just came out.
3:16 AM - Just had to stop posting because Shannon let her cat out of the apartment for the second time tonight because she doesn't know how to fucking close a door. Her brother and I had to chase him down yet again because of her negligence.
I saw them wheeling an older black lady into the ambulance as I came back over here. Laura from the Polynesian was over here seeing what was going on when we got back.
3:21 AM - The ambulance just left with the lady inside. They used no sirens or lights so hopefully she's alright.
Anywho, just thought I'd post about the small amount of excitement happening here at the Bahama tonight. It has to be the most action since a room at the FredRick caught on fire last week.
Sunday, February 19, 2006
So here's a quick update on my life as a whole as of late.
I've moved out of the Devil's Asshole and I'm now in Myrtle Beach. I'm unemployed, but it feels good to know I have employment opportunities now at least.
Today, though, was pretty cool in most ways.
Darrell stopped by shortly after he got off of work this morning (he got off at 7AM and got there just after 10:30 AM) and we slowly woke up and got half-dressed to walk to a store on 17 (Eagles I think. Maybe a Wings.) that's a few blocks from where we're living (The Bahama just across from the Polynesian).
We got to the store and were looking for a pair of cheap swim trunks and t-shirt for Darrell and I to swim in. We found the cheapest (and also ugliest) trunks we could find then we found some cheap t-shirts on sale. We each got 'Vote For Pedro' shirts.
Anywho, we went back to the motel to change and get Rian and we went to get in the pool and waited around outside the Polynesian to go swimming but Darrell was hesitant.
We all got in (after much persuasion of Darrell to actually get in including climbing on a deck above the pool and freezing my ass off while soaked) and chilled for a while. Rian loved it.
It was all wholly uneventful until we left the hot tub, though. When we got back I saw this cute girl sitting beside the pool. She caught my eye because I thought she looked like this girl I used to know online named Bryanna.
Anywho, later on she actually stripped down to her swim suit and got in and took her hair down and she looked a lot like her which was shocking. I doubt it was her, but it was strange regardless.
The girl Bryanna's name was Bryanna Cairnes or Bryanna Cairns or something similar and she was from Connecticut... Not sure what town, though. But here's a picture...
So if by some unbelievable chance anyone knows her, let me know or give her this blog address or something. We haven't spoken in ages and we used to be sort of close.
Also, she used to date a guy named Hans, had a sister named Amber, and I think she lived with her aunt.
In the pool, Darrell and I were messing with the mind of some like 12 year old kid who was staring at Shannon. We were saying shit like "Man, I'll be glad when we find out which of us is the father" and the dude was looking pissed and it was very funny... Tee Hee!
But after seeing the hottie, Shannon got angry and we had to leave per her pouting.
Darrell, Rian and myself went through the side and stood in front of drier vents from the maids' driers in the laundry room to warm up a bit. We got lint covered.
On the way to there we passed Shannon's stalker and a friend and they saw us leave and walked back towards the pool area.
Anywho, we got back and ordered Ho-Wah.
So now its much later and we're here with Darrell as he's working. I'm in a bit of a rush to post 'cause of these cunts but s'okay. lol
Dick Cheney shot a bitch. He'll be in no trouble. But let me shoot a fucker with a pellet gun and I'll do life.
Steelers won the Super Bowl! They brought their C game and still beat the Seahawks playing their A games because Seattle is only good at home.
The US was boasting about their bitchin' Winter Olympic team this year and they're shit. Funny, isn't it?
I recently 'regained' a lost ICP CD of mine so... YaY!
At any rate, I'll try my best to post again sooner than this next time. Maybe tomorrow these cunts will back up and let me post.
Tuesday, January 03, 2006
After many years of my wishing, Dillon has a Japanese restaurant! Fuckin' aye!
I almost went there last night but I'll get to that shortly.
Yesterday was the last day of the regular season in the NFL and it was pretty cool. Panthers won and have a wildcard spot in the playoffs so... YAY!
But I got up later than normal yesterday probably because of the large amount of alcohol I'd consumed on New Year's Eve. I showered and all and found my crappiest yet most comfortable clothes to wear 'cause I had no intentions of doing anything but going to Shannon's house, watching a little football, and going home.
Soon after I got to Shannon's, I was trying to do some blog stuff and she told me I had to go with her to get a movie. Her mom was gonna go get some food first, though, so we decided we wanted to try the new Japanese place 'cause I LOVE Japanese food. After many missed turns on what should have been a very simple trip, we got there and Kim told us to go get a menu so she could see what she wanted.
I got out of the car and Shannon didn't so I went to her door and told her to come with me if she was going and she said she wasn't because my ex girlfriend Christy was working there. I told her that I'd go alone then and she doesn't trust me at all so she came with me.
So we went in and I was shocked to see that Christy actually was working there (I dunno, I thought Shannon was just telling me that to see if/how I would react or something) and I asked her for a menu, then saw them, grabbed one, handed it to Shannon, and we went back to the car.
I could tell then that Shannon didn't want to get anything from there at that point so after much BS and contemplation in the car, they decided to go elsewhere. So in my eyes, Shannon's silliness and bitterness caused me to miss out on Japanese food and possibly sushi (it says that have sushi on the sign but I didn't see it on the menu)! If Shannon would have paid more attention to Christy than me, she would have seen that the girl was almost disgusted that I was there.
But anyway, we decided to go to China King instead. We ordered a lot of shit then left, came back to pick it up, then went to Movie Gallery.
We decided to rent 'Zodiac Killer' because I find him an interesting subject.
We could tell from the start it was an independent film so I was kind of happy. I love Indies!
To sum things up, the movie was shit. It was boring and poorly made. They could have done a lot more research, too.
We didn't even finish it. I had to go home. I mean, I had to drink alcohol to keep me focused on the movie, even.
So if anyone knows who to contact to get that fucking hour and a half of my life back, please let me know.
New Year's Eve was... interesting.
We went to the Huddle House and as we were leaving, I was getting in the car with Rian and I heard a tear and I was like "What the hell?" and I put Rian in his seat and looked and my pants had ripped from my left knee and up about 9-11 inches.
So we go by my house and I change my pants. After I change them, we find out my dad had gone to a fire (he's a volunteer fireman). Shannon's dad (whom we were with) is on the same fire department so he wanted to go.
He got in the police car (he's also a cop) and he called to find the place and we got there and the lady said they saw a plane or helicopter fly over the woods behind their house and then heard at least one explosion. She said it shook her house and her mother's house over a mile away and that she could point us to a place to get to where something was burning.
We found the road (which was more of a wide path) and went as far back as we could until there was a huge ditch that was impassable unless on foot or ATV. So we started walking and walking and walking until we probably walked at least 1.5 miles back into the woods. We saw NOTHING but an old propane tank or a still or something and we went back.
I'm no fan of walking. That's pretty near to common knowledge. But I'll do it if it isn't hot out. This walk was MISERABLE, though. I was wearing a pair of boots that were under one week old and not nearly broken in. And I don't wear comfy hiking boots. I wear fuckin' rough work boots with almost no padding or anything.
Then we got back to the car and Shannon's dad calls central to see if they have any information on the thing we were looking for and they said it was fireworks. FIREWORKS! I broke in a new pair of boots the hard way on a shit trail in the middle of nowhere on New Year's Eve while I should have been drinking.
At any rate, we got back to Shannon's house and soon after, I drank half a Smirnoff Ice Triple Black and gave the rest to Shannon's mom. Then I had another but it was another flavor. Soon after, I made myself a nice tequila sunrise (minus the red stuff whose name escapes me at the moment) with a big emphasis on the TEQUILA part (tee hee).
That went away after a short time. Then we made frozen margaritas and I drank all of 'em as Shannon is a cunt.
Then after a bit, Shannon opened champagne and I drank about half a flute of that then just made mimosas and drank one or two.
Soon after, I took at least one tequila shot.
I'm not sure if I drank anything else that night other than another Smirnoff Ice. We had some vodka but I'm not sure if I drank any or not.
As far as tequila goes, I drank almost the entire bottle of a 750 ml bottle of it. Shannon had one shot and there's still a tiny bit left.
But after all of that, I was still only sort of drunk. I mean, I couldn't have driven or anything but I could probably make someone think I was sober. It wasn't as bad as when I had like half a jug of gin and then a little vodka, but it was decent.
Anywho, I went home, cooks a mini-pizza, fell asleep with it in the oven, then woke up like 5 minutes later only half as drunk as before. But I slept well so... S'all good. :-D
The day before that, we had an adventure at the liquor store. As I said before, Shannon's dad is a cop. Cops get paid shit so he can't afford another car so he had to drive his patrol car off duty. He drops us off at the liquor store and the man inside is acting like a dick screaming "Taxi!". Then we get in the store and he's talking shit and saying that all the cops in the county are not worth a damn and he doesn't like them because they drive in their cars off duty and tax payers supply the gasoline. I just laugh at the cunt 'cause I want to get my liquor for New Year's but he keeps being an ass to me.
Shannon goes out to the car to get more money and she tells her dad about the dude inside but before she gets there, I'm already walking out having paid for my stuff (and the guy was a dick to me then in how he carded me) but Shannon goes back in and lays into the old guy and threatens to call the sheriff which would do pretty much nothing.
Anywho, we get in the car and leave.
So to the people in my area, if you ever go to the liquor store near the Plaza Cinemas and an old man with grey hair is in there, be VERY rude. Curse at him. He's a bitter old cunt. He deserves it.
And if you're underage and he sells to you (which I know he does), rat on him.
But as I was saying earlier about the NFL, the Panthers have a wildcard spot in the playoffs because they beat the crap out of Atlanta. I didn't think it would be so clean a win as it was because I thought, like most did, that Michael Vick would have nothing to lose and would play like a crazy fucker...
He didn't. I think Atlanta may have been able to win or at least put up a fight if Vick would have played like Vick and not like an actual quaterback.
But I'm actually gonna predict the Super Bowl teams right now. AFC- The Colts. NFC- The Panthers.
I'm not the only one who thinks this will be how it goes, either. This dude on ESPN has a segment and he's been saying that for a while and he feels it stronger now than ever. That'd be the shit, too. Even if Carolina didn't win, I'd like the winning team for once. And with the Colts not being undefeated anymore, I'd have no reason to feel bad for going against them.
By the way, the Patriots lost to the Dolphins this past week. Hehe... Shite team, the Pats.
I pick Texas in the Rose Bowl, too. I have to... Dusty Rhodes might punch me if I ever met him again and if I told him I went against them. Plus, I like 'em better than USC.
Now, though... Important stuff.
I was recently on the radio again. Big whoop, right? YES IT WAS! See, this time I was on an INTERNATIONAL radio program, Coast to Coast AM! A phone call from this show was used as an entire song on a Tool album and I was on the air with the show's creator (whom is rarely on now), Art Bell.
Basically, though, he was asking for predictions for 2006 as is the tradition on the show at year's end. I wanted badly to finally get on the air and after about 3 tries, I got a ring and after a while, I got on! I was live, too. I thought they would screen calls or somethin' but nope.
My prediction was #12 (you'll need to know this to hear it next year when he reviews predictions) and I predicted a category 3 or higher hurricane for the Carolinas. We had a conversation about the wild ass weather lately on the air. He thinks large hurricanes are more common here than they are. We get hurricanes and tropical storms a lot but category 3 or higher are rare.
But my prediction was based more on odds than mysticism.
Also on the 'radio' front, my favorite station, WFLB, 96.5 recently became WFLBeatles and was the only station in the US to play nothing but Beatles. Apparently, people didn't like it and like a week later they became 'The Drive" which is now 'classic hits' which I like better than the old format at time.
And finally, I have something NEW for you all. It's called The Prynce's Life Soundtrack. It's a site/blog on Blogger that I made where I will post lyrics from one song each day that in some way pertains to my life or state of mind that day. Odds are the posts will come just before midnight each night to truly capture my mood of the day.
Anywho, you can find that blog/site at http://pryncesoundtrack.blogspot.com/. Bookmark it and check it daily. It doesn't take long to read each day. In each post, I'll post the lyrics and below that I'll post my thoughts or feelings on the song or the actual meaning of the song. Each post will also have a link in the header to find out more about it or what the song is about.
Again, that's http://pryncesoundtrack.blogspot.com/.
Let me know what you think.
That's all for now, people. I'll try to use this momentum to finish some other posts such as the one on the wrestling event so... Ya know, check back.
Keep 'em open...