"Short People Got No Reason To Live"

I promised a post today explaining why I think many may find me so far out of the 'norm'. It's simple.

My family has a history of rebellion.

Let me start with Captain Volentine/Valentine Rowell. He was a captain in the Revolutionary War. He was my Great Great Great Great Grandfather. The fact that he was a captain in the revolt against Britain shows that he clearly was a rather rebellious person.

But let me skip forward to the Civil War.

As some of you probably know, the Civil War started in SC when SC succeeded from the Union. The first shots of the war were fired in SC at Fort Sumter in Charleston.
A relative of mine (I'm not sure of his exact lineage in relation to mine, only that he's now, through the generations, a very distant cousin), William B. Rowell was a state congressman for Marion County (which encompassed modern day Marion County, Dillon County, Florence County, and bits of others). He was one of the people to sign the succession of South Carolina from the United States.

So as far as he goes, one of my relatives was one of about 100 men that were responsible for the start of the Civil War.

In a closer and more direct lineage, I had many people in my family to actually fight for the rebel South in the war.

My Great Great Grandfather, David Rowell was a private in the war as were his brothers John H. Rowell, Jeremiah Rowell and Jesse R. Rowell. One of their brothers, James Volentine/Valentine Rowell was a 5th Sgt. and was captured in the battle at Petersburg, VA. He later died in a POW camp in Elmira, NY.

I had many others in my family in the Civil War and probably in the Revolutionary War, too. I know at least one relative on my paternal grandfather's side was supposed to be in the war. His name was Julius Cox.
Many people from my maternal side were in the war(s) as well.

My point in posting all of this is this: Maybe rebelliousness is genetic! That wouldn't explain why so many of my family on both sides are dull and content with 'status quo', but... so? lol.
I wouldn't call myself the 'black sheep' of my family. To me, the 'black sheep' is supposed to be a trouble maker or at least that's how most people see it. I'm just the one that doesn't fit in with the rest of the family. I'm just more of an outcast in my family than a trouble-maker.

And no I'm not 'bragging' that my family was on the Confederate side of the war. But I do feel the need to clarify something that is often mistaken. The Civil War was not over slavery. It was about the rights of states over the rights of the federal government.
A modern example today would be the whole gay marriage thing. The South of then would want states to decide for themselves if it's to be legal in their states while the North would be like Bush and everyone trying to outlaw it in each state regardless of that state's own thoughts.

Given, the South was largely in favor of slavery. But African-Americans fought for the South and while I'm sure some where forced to, some volunteered and were free at the time. But there was slavery in the North, too. It just wasn't as big up there. And slavery changed very little after the war because the former slaves could not find jobs so they stayed with their former masters and worked for small amounts of food just as they had in slavery.

Luckily, I've found no evidence that any of my Rowell family had any slaves. Some of my Jones family did, though, and I've found evidence that one of my Cox relatives may have had one servant.
I'm not defending slavery AT ALL here, people. I'm sure you all know that I'm FAR too liberal for that shit, lol. So please don't mistake my comments for that. I'm ASHAMED that my family owned slaves. It sort of pisses me off. Instead, my comments were simply to tell you all that, in spite of what you were taught, slavery was not the sole or even the main reason for the war.

That's about all I have, folks. Sorry to all of you who actually believed me when I said this might end up being at least SLIGHTLY interesting, lol. But if you're a fuckin' geek like me, maybe you actually did give a damn.

And I forgot to include this in my last post which is kind of silly since it was the reason for my calling it 'Sasquatch'. It's a quote about following your dreams. It'll follow my signature in this post.

And here's that...

-=The Prynce

"It doesn't matter what you look like on the outside, whether you're white, black, or Sasquatch, even. As long as you follow your dream, no matter how crazy or against the law it is... except for Sasquatch. If you're Sasquatch, the rules are different."
-Sire Meatwad of Jersey

Sasquatch

I've not nearly as much time to post as I would normally want but I figured I'd still post to give those of you bored enough to read me something to do.

The NFL's first regular season game is tomorrow night. FUCK YES! Finally. Given, it is The Patriots (whom I hate) against The Raiders, but one of my main reasons for posting right now is to go ahead and tell you people before their first game that I think The Raiders may end up being AFC champions this year... Ok so maybe not, but I do think they're going to do VERY well this year.
As some of you may know, they've now got Randy Moss (and though that means The Vikings are without him now, they're a great team, too, and they will survive. Mike Tice looks too mean to want to let down.). And not to mention other notables such as Kerry Collins, Doug Gabriel, and their kicker Sebastian Janikowski.
So for more information on the Oakland roster, stats, etc. Click Here for their Yahoo team page thingy.
The game is at 8PM EST tomorrow night on ABC so check that shit out.

And people, George Bush is not 100% to blame for all of the shit and flub-ups in New Orleans. He's only about 95% to blame. I mean, local and state government gets an assload of blame too but Bush IS largely to blame if not directly than through some of the shit people he's put in charge over his term thus far.

The guy's an idiot. It's kinda simple and sad... Like him. =)

But I'm off to bed for now, people. I'll probably post tomorrow if I can. I plan to tell you all why I think I turned out to be so far out of main stream though it seems that, being from my area, I was pre-disposed to it.
You'll learn a little history about my past and where I come from as well as some possible genetic reasons... It could actually be a (dare I say) slightly interesting post.

So stay tuned, motherfuckers!

-=The Prynce

You Can't Over-Love Your Underwear!

Hello again!

Sorry for not posting over the past week or so I've just been busy... or at least lazy.

My beach trip was nice. We didn't get to do as much as we'd planned but we got the hell out of Dillon so that was cool. Most of our trip was documented in my three most recent and rambling audioposts. I listed to them after we got back and... wow. I think I'll only be audioposting in the future only when it's an urgent post or something.

But after the last post, I got about 4 hours of sleep (and not very good sleep with Shannon waking up just to bitch at everything/everyone.
Then I got up and we watched CNN to see what Hurricane Katrina had done to the Gulf Coast and it was horrible. But more on that later.

We all showered and everything. Darrell made a run to McDonald's but forgot my fuckin' parfait! But we all ate and by then it was time to pack up.
So we did just that. We packed up and I was miserable because it had gotten hot in the room from all the showers and the opening and closing of the door. But still, we packed. Then we took our stuff down to Darrell's friend's car and Shannon, Rian and myself went and waited for the bus. That was a miserable experience. It was hot and I was already hot from the room anyway and the breeze was steady but it was rather hot itself.
But the bus came and it was nice on there. We took it down to The Viking were Darrell was working (he wasn't supposed to have anyone in his friend's car so we just met him there) and waited for a lady to leave and we went inside where it was nice and cool. That place had a nice lobby... lol.
Shannon resurrected BS from my blog and her's in the lobby while we were chilling with Darrell. Rian played as though it was HIS lobby (and it was, lol). I spent about $5 on sodas because I was dying of thirst, plus the section of the sub-lobby place with the stairs to the machines was glass and had a nice view of the pool. This one lass was sun-bathing and I took a few shots of her (she was topless but lying face-down but she had a great ass on her though she looked like she may be in her 40's and if she stood, it'd flop down a few feet) but all of my photos from the trip were deleted by the time we got back.

We hung out in the lobby for a few hours while watching TV and stuff. Rian was standing at the door with his face pressed to it and blowing. Strange little man... We saw Shannon's dad (who was in town for a law enforcement seminar) drive by at one point. But when we left, we went to The Olive Garden.
I have to say, with the hot waitresses and hostesses, it was cool. My herb-grilled salmon was excellent. Everyone else wanted pasta or some crap but salmon's the shit so... ya.
The main hostess at the door was HOT! Her face and body overall was only slightly above average but that ass... Ah yeah. It had to come at least 6 inches or more out from the small of her back. And it wasn't a fat flabby big ass. It was rather perky and flexed when she took a step but it had that nice little giggle to it, too. And it wasn't all that big. It was perfect. And I'm not an ass-man! But I did take some pictures of it but they were also deleted. =(

After leaving there we rode by the Blue Moon Boutique for some pagan shopping but it was closed so we went to Barefoot Landing.
We found a bathroom for Shannon's mom and then we went to Black Market Minerals to buy Rian a crystal. Since he was born, he's always stared at and played with mine. So Shannon got one for him and one for herself. I bought a bitchin' pendulum. I'll post a picture sometime.
I want to think we did something else while there but I'm drawing a blank. Shannon, if you remember feel free to post a comment and let me know what I left out.
I know we went to Build-A-Bear and Shannon's mom promised to get Rian a bear next time we went but that took like 3 minutes.

Then we went home.

Fin.

As I said earlier, I'd post something about Katrina. She's a bitch.
But really. That was a terrible storm. Being from SC and no more than an hour from the coast, I have had many experiences with hurricanes.
My first was the infamous Hurricane Hugo. Now for some reason, people don't remember Hugo. It hit the coast of Charleston, SC on 9/21/1989. Charleston, for those of you who don't know, is near the Southern tip of SC. I live in the Northern area (of the coastal plains) about 3 hours away. But Hugo fucked this state up.
Myrtle Beach is at the other end of the coast in comparison to Charleston and it was almost flattened. I've seen the pictures of our favorite hotel, The Vancouver, after Hugo hit and, though it was at least 100 miles from where the eyewall came ashore, the building was virtually non-existent. Almost the only thing left were the hanging lamps in the rooms and a few cinder walls. If my friend Darrell can get the GM of the Vancouver to scan those pictures, I'll post 'em.
But where I live, as stated, it about 3 hours from Charleston. We lost power, had trees blown down, lots of destruction, and tornados. Given, the only things that were leveled or badly damaged were warehouses and mobile homes and shit, but still...

But my memories from that time are a little sketchy 'cause I was pretty young.

A local weather man spoke to my GATEway class in middle school and said that Hugo spawn so many tornados that they just stopped counting after 200. That's a lot of twisters, people.

I think Hugo is so often forgotten because of Andrew. It hit Florida in 1992, I think. As far as power and all goes, it was only a little worse than Hugo. It just hit Florida and leveled everything and Florida can't handle hurricanes because they're a penninsula. So mother natured razed Florida and because of inflation, population, and a few other things, Andrew cost more. But Hugo was still bad and its almost a little annoying that its so forgotten.

Here are some pages with pictures from Hugo:
Hugo's Effect on part of the Caribbean
A Bridge Near Charleston During the Storm
Before & After Photos at Folly Beach
Hugo Plays with Boats
A Hugo Survivor's Story w/ Photo

If you'd like to see more, just search Google Images for "Hurricane Hugo", including the quotation marks.

Then more recently, we had hurricane Floyd. I think that was in 1999 or 1998. It wasn't nearly as bad as it almost was. It was a HUGE storm-- The biggest I think I've ever seen. And at one time just before it hit land, it was either a category 4 or 5. But just before it hit land, it dropped down to a category 1. It was sort of a slow moving storm, too. THAT is why it was so memorable and destructive. The winds were minimal but the rains were HEAVY, the storm was WIDE and it was moving very SLOWLY. Almost everywhere in NC and the more NE section of SC had at least some flooding problems. But in some places, it was really horrible. Whole towns completely under water (rooftops included).
But that goes to show that even low category storms can pummel you.

But as horrible as hurricanes are, we're used to them down here. People evacuate and all but they're still used to them, much like Florida. We're in misery when they hit but we know we're prone to them but no one leaves.

My area is actually kind of a bad place to be as far as natural disasters go. While we almost rarely have to deal with them, we're prone to all of them.
Hurricanes, floods, tornados (not just from hurricanes, either), earthquakes (Charleston's set on a giant fault line and from what I've heard, the inter-costal waterway all along the SC coast was made by a fault, meaning it's on one.), and even blizzards.

Hmmm... Maybe that's why this place is shit. Companies don't want to put things here because they know nature may just fuck it up at any moment.

Wow, I need to move.

-=The Prynce

I Disappear

Well, I haven't had time or a chance to post in the past few days so I must say I'm sorry for that.

But fear not. Again, barring any last minute surprises, I shall be going to Myrtle Beach tomorrow and coming back on Tuesday. I plan to audioblog at least a few times while I'm gone so come back and tune in.

I may also post from my WAP service on my phone since audioposts can take a while to download if I make them too long and you're on dial-up.

But check back. I'll do AT LEAST one audio post tomorrow. While I won't be able to respond to your comments (I may be able to but I doubt I will be able to), I will be able to read them so if you have any questions or anything you'd like me to tell you all about, let me know and I'll do it on my next audio/WAP post.

Keep tuned in, mothas!

-=The Prynce

Worst That Could Happen

Worst That Could Happen
by The Brooklyn Bridge

(Words and music by Jim Webb)

Girl, I heard you're getting married
Heard you're getting married, this time you're really sure
And this is the end, they say you really mean it
This guy's the one that makes you feel so safe, so sane and so secure
And, baby, if he loves you more than me
Maybe it's the best thing
Maybe it's the best thing for you
But it's the worst that could happen to me

I'll never get married
Never get married, you know that's not my scene
But a girl like you needs to be married
I've known all along you couldn't live forever in between
And, baby, if he loves you more than me
Maybe it's the best thing
Maybe it's the best thing for you
But it's the worst that could happen to me

And, girl, I don't really blame you for having a dream of your own
Hey, girl, I don't really blame you
A woman like you needs a house and a home, baby
If he really loves you more than me
Maybe it's the best thing
Maybe it's the best thing for you
But it's the worst that could happen

Oh, girl, don't wanna get married
Girl, I'm never, never gonna marry, no no
No, it's the worst that could happen
The worst that could happen
Oh, girl, the worst that could happen

"Operator, Let's Forget About This Call..."

Quick post, folks.

I'll be going to the beach this coming Monday barring any changes/flub-ups. I plan to do at least a few audio posts from down there and perhaps some short posts from a WAP email service.
All I care about is that I'm getting the fuck out of this place for a while. Myrtle Beach may be only an hour away, but it's a whole other fuckin' state of mind. I'm hoping my problems won't follow me, though the source of many of them will be with me (Don't misinterpret this as an attack on anyone. It's just a simple statement of fact.).

But before then, I hope to start a new post idea I'm kicking around that is tentatively titled "Fuck You! / Fuck Yes!".

FX is the greatest network out there right now.
It is the home of great shows like 'Rescue Me', 'Over There', 'The Shield', '30 Days', and now... two great comedies, 'Starved' and 'It's Always Sunny In Philadelphia'.
You people need to give all of those shows a chance. Check your local guides and all. The Shield and 30 Days are presently in the off-season and FX doesn't even show re-runs, but the others are still on weekly (and repeat throughout the week) and they're worth it.
Personally, I'm partial to 'Rescue Me' as my dad is a volunteer fireman and I love Dennis Leary... So... yeah. It's a great show and very powerful (as is 'Over There') and touched with the amazing comedy touch of Leary, whom is seemingly over every aspect of the show.

So watch FX a lot and... Watch my blog. If I can ever get rid of the BS people keep putting in my life, I'll get back to posting more regularly.

But that's all for tonight. I'm tired and bed calls.

-=The Prynce

This is what it sounds like...

I've lyrics to post! I've liked this song for a really long time but as of late, it's reminded me of a past relationship or two 'cause of how the singer feels about the other person; all nervous and all about each other.

Oddly enough, it is by Prince and the Revolution. While my name did NOT come from that Prince, I still think he's cool and I love his music.

But I'll post something else ASAP. I have a few ideas that I'll talk about soon, too. Stay tuned.

-=The Prynce

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When Doves Cry(Prince and the Revolution)

Dig if you will the picture
Of you and I engaged in a kiss
The sweat of your body covers me
Can you my darling
Can you picture this?

Dream if you can a courtyard
An ocean of violets in bloom
Animals strike curious poses
They feel the heat
The heat between me and you

How can you just leave me standing?
Alone in a world that's so cold? (So cold)
Maybe I'm just to demanding
Maybe I'm just like my father too bold
Maybe you’re just like my mother
She's never satisfied (She's never satisfied)
Why do we scream at each other
This is what it sounds like
When doves cry

Touch if you will my stomach
Feel how it trembles inside
You've got the butterflies all tied up
Don't make me chase you
Even doves have pride

How can you just leave me standing?
Alone in a world so cold? (World so cold)
Maybe I'm just to demanding
Maybe I'm just like my father too bold
Maybe you’re just like my mother
She's never satisfied (She's never satisfied)
Why do we scream at each other
This is what it sounds like
When doves cry

How can you just leave me standing?
Alone in a world that's so cold? (A world that's so cold)
Maybe I'm just to demanding (Maybe, maybe I'm like my father)
Maybe I'm just like my father too bold (Ya know he's too bold)
Maybe you’re just like my mother (Maybe you’re just like my mother)
She's never satisfied (She's never, never satisfied)
Why do we scream at each other (Why do we scream, why)
This is what it sounds like

When doves cry
When doves cry (Doves cry, doves cry)
When doves cry (Doves cry, doves cry)

Don't Cry (Don't Cry)

When doves cry
When doves cry
When doves cry

When doves cry (Doves cry, doves cry, doves cry
Don't cry
Darling don't cry
Don't cry
Don't cry
Don't don't cry