This Just In... Like...

This is a bit of a real-time post for y'all.

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.

-=The Prynce

Mop Handled Ass Crack

Finally I post!

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.

-=The Prynce

Long-Winded? Naaahhh...

There is progress in this town!

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...

-=The Prynce

Term Searchin' MoFos

It isn't entirely rare that someone finds this blog of mine via a search engine (typically Google).

My stats script lets me see just what people search for to get here and I've been fighting the urge for a while now but I think I'm gonna post the search terms that led these fucked up people to my blog.

My stat script only allows me to keep track of my last 100 visits even if its the same person going to different pages so I only have a hand full of terms right now.

Search Engine	Search Term
www.google.com	captain volentine rowell
search.yahoo.com	anal fuck
search.aol.com	mitch hedgeburg
www.google.ca	parody eve of destruction
www.google.ca	eve of destruction parody
www.google.ca	eve of destruction parody
www.google.com	longest fillibuster
search.msn.at	give me pink eve
search.yahoo.com	longest fillibuster
www.google.com
search.yahoo.com	mitch hedgeburg quotes
search.msn.com	eve sex tape clips
search.msn.com	watch eve getting fucked
www.google.com	making jailhouse hooch
search.yahoo.com	careless whispers from a careless man, neutron dance for neutron fans
www.google.com	even-though-his-hamster-died
www.google.com	even-though-his-hamster-died
www.google.fr	before you skip this, look at the kid. do it again. now try to repost. it takes 10 seconds. people are missing him and
search.msn.com	martha stewart in prision movie

This may become a regular thing so if you dig it, let me know. If you don't, let me know that, too.

I'm going to be out of town for a few days (I'll be back at the beach, bitches!) so I may not be able to do much postin'. I'll try to get in an audio post at least.

-=The Prynce

You'll Likely Think Me a Silly Bastard but...

I have something I need some help with...

Anyone who TRULY knows me knows that I have no bigger wish in my life than to help others. That's the reason that most people are organ donors.

See, I think it'd be great to donate my organs when I die (if we're not already past this technology or organ donations by that point as stem cells have the promise to likely have us if the government would just leave scientists alone on the issue) because that could be a really big help to someone. But I have a few reasons why I think I may not do it.

1) I want to be buried whole and without being embalmed (I'm undecided about being embalmed at this point, actually) so that my entire body can rot and return to the earth as nature intended. I don't want a burial vault. I want a very simple casket, also. Wood is a big MAYBE but I want something that will decompose in a timely fashion. I'm not entirely opposed to the $30 'vagrant' casket made of cardboard.

So in short, I want to rot ASAP. Is that just a romantic thought or what?

2) The thought of 'organ memory' and things freak me out. For those who don't know, it's basically a theory (based on certain cases) where it seems that the organs lend to strange thoughts, feelings, likings, etc. that were not there before the organ was received that often correlate to things that the donor felt, thought, liked, etc.
Another portion of this is the deal with DNA. When you put person A's heart into person B, the heart is in the body that contains the DNA of person B though the heart itself is made of cells with the DNA of person A.
So what happens here? Does one DNA override the other? Do they combine in some form?
And on top of all of that, what if someone gets like a finger or something from someone else and they're murdered and dumped somewhere for a long time and to get their DNA to identify the body, say they take DNA from a sample of skin from the finger. It would show that the person there was the donor though it isn't the case. It could be resolved easily of course, but it'd be funky.

There are a few other things, too. I'll get to them some other time if I feel they're big enough. But what I really want is to know what YOU think? Do any of you know something that I don't? Do you think I should be a donor?
I really want the opinion of you all. Even if we don't know each other, I'm sure you have to have an opinion on the matter. All comments and replies are welcome.

That's all for now but look for the post about my experience at the wrestling event ASAP. I'm presently working on it and have it 'drafted' on my Blogger posts. I'm having trouble with the images and I don't have much time, but I'll get it up ASAP.

-=The Prynce

"Would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses?"

Hello, all.

So here's how the birthday went down.

When we got to the beach, we went to the Vancouver where we were going to stay. I went in and checked in which probably took all of 30 seconds because the staff knows me.
Anywho, we went and put all of our stuff in the room.

We left there and went to go get something to eat. We went all the way across town to some shitty restaurant that makes Shannon's stomach hurt and makes me pretty nauseous myself. Shannon reminded her mom that the place makes her stomach hurt and her mom flipped out, told Shannon that she hated her, that she was a worthless piece of shit, and that she was going to abandon us while Rian was with us and it was around 30/40 degrees outside.

Anywho, we went to Denny's in the end and I got a bitchin' sandwich and Rian got these yummy Teddy Grahams in apple sauce.

As we were leaving, her mom was beginning to realize how fucked and childish she was being and apologized so things were cool between them for the next week or so until it all happens again. (I'm not talking shit. I'm saying what I've seen in the past.)

Then we went to find LJ's house. We finally got there and Darrell met us outside and got the rest of the stuff that we didn't put in the room and took it in the house and met the family he's living with.
To put things mildly, there were many people, lol. They were all cool, though.
First we met Laura, LJ's mom. Then she introduced us to all of the smaller kids then the older people there.

I'm gonna try to remember all or as many of the adults there as I can. I'm not 100% on all of the relationships so I'll have to sorta guess.

-There was Mark. He's Laura's husband and LJ's step dad. He was cool. He looked like someone I've seen on TV or something. He was a pretty normal and cool guy.
-Then was Mark's mom. I think her name was Mary. She was pretty cool, too. She was on my team when we played Cranium. I had to take my pentagram off before we got there because apparently she's a big Christian and she didn't dig the whole Paganism thing and Darrell didn't want any conflict, nor did I. I was afraid she'd be a super-conservative but she didn't seem to be. I had to act out "JFK" in Cranium so I was sitting and waving and then I tapped a pencil on the back of my head and fell forward. My other teammate got it so we got points but I think it offended her. She and I spoke about JFK for a few minutes.
-My other teammate was Brian. He, too, was cool. He seemed like he was once in Cypress Hill but they kicked him out for smoking too much weed, lol. I'm not saying he smoked it... Just saying that was how I saw him.
-His wife (I think) was named Chrissy (I think). She reminded me of someone I know, I'm just not sure who. lol.
-Next as Janna. She seemed pretty cool. All I know for sure is that she was frickin' HOT! Holy crap, she was hot. lol. She and Shannon chatted on occasion through the night and she and I spoke a few times but I couldn't really get a feel for her personality. And before she says anything, Shannon, fuck off. You said she was cute, too!

Anywho, we played Cranium for a few hours and it was actually pretty fun. I'd never played, nor had one of my teammates, so we unofficially dubbed ourselves the 'Special Ed' team. We were way back in last at first but I think we finished in second or something.
Then we played Balderdash for a bit. We didn't finish the game because it takes a while and we had to go. But it was fun, too.
While we were playing games, Janna's sister (whose name I'm not totally sure of and I'm sure I couldn't spell it if I tried) was talking to me and asking me questions. She was probably about 8 or so. Shannon thinks she had a crush on me but I think she was acting like little girls act around new people, lol.

Before we left, Shannon wanted to whine to me outside about how I was saying bad things about her. That was bull in my eyes. I was just kidding with her earlier and you'd have thought I'd told her darkest of secrets.

So we left LJ's house after they figured out how to check the oil in the car they were driving. We then went to a service station so I could release some excess fluids and get more to refuel with.
Darrell and LJ were heavily disappointed to see that the Taco Bell in the store had closed.
I refueled with a huge banana slush. Fuckin' yum, bitches!
I think the clerk thought Shannon was a whore. It was about 2AM and she told me something like "You only have to four so hurry up" when I was getting my slushie and as we were leaving I was like "Thanks" and he was like "Yeah. Have fun."

At any rate, we headed for North Myrtle Beach to the Crazy Horse. We tried to get on the right road but the cops made us turn around as there was some sort of accident on the train tracks near there.
Finally we made it.
We got charged $5 for parking. But we went into the lobby and saw we had to pass through a metal detector so we ran back out to car and took all of the shit out. I had to take off my wallet b/c of the chain, take my camera out of my pocket, take out a pocket knife, and all sorts of other shit that I was afraid would set off the thingy.
But we got in and Darrell and LJ got in free for being locals. I got in with a free pass. Shannon had to pay $30 for not being 21. She also had to leave her ID up front and wear a pink 'Crazy Horse' shirt.
So we found a nice table near one of the runways and sat down. I fell in love with the matchbook right away.
But we watched the stripper on stage for a bit and Darrell said he was gonna buy me a drink but the bar closed at 2 and they only had draft beer and it was only American so I passed on it.

The stripper on stage was hot but nothing I'd go through much trouble to see. But then a nice black lady came out (and I don't say African-American because I don't know where the was from!) and she was fuckin' HOT! Lass had an ass and a little more.
We were just sitting there and out of nowhere, this blond stripper comes up to me and rubs her ass on me. I'm thinking "Hey that's nice." but I don't turn my chair or anything because I didn't have money for a private dance. But we spoke to her a bit and Shannon told her it was my birthday. We spoke a little more and she was like "Well... For your birthday..." and she spun me around in the chair with her leg. She proceeded to give me an incredible lapdance that would normally cost like $30 for free. It was AMAZING. I'm sure she's made many guy happy in her personal life by applying her dancing techniques. lol.
But after a while, the dance was over and she pulled up a chair to our table and we all chatted a bit. I can't remember her name but she said she was a regular there and she had been there drinking for over 10 hours. After a bit she said she had to go home so she left and we turned back to the stage.

We sat about watching the stage for a while longer and then they announced a new dancer, Roxanne. She was probably the hottest of the night. She was what The Commodores meant when they sand 'Brick House'. She was nearly perfect everywhere. You could tell she worked out.
Almost right off, Darrell and I went to the runway and waited to tip her. She eventually came over, popped her top open and proceeded to rub her 'dirty pillows' all over me and my face. It made me feel better about having facial hair because she sort of grabbed the hair on my chin with them and lifted my face towards her.
But the best thing about her was that she smelled great. I don't care how hot someone is, they have to smell nice. lol.

Anywho, she went over to Darrell and did similar things. Then she worked the other side. Sometime during all of this, another great looking black lady came over to us and asked it anyone wanted a dance. LJ seemed to like her so Darrell paid for her to give him a dance.
Soon after, the dancer came back to where we were and told me to stand up and did pretty much the same as before, though a little more. After a while, I'd given her all the singles I had so I went back to the table where Shannon was being lame. Darrell came back to the table after he'd given her all of his singles, too. LJ's dance was just finishing up around this time (that was a really long dance, folks, lol) and he looked pleased.
We all returned to our table and watched until the last song played. At that point, we got up and started walking out but Darrell went to the bathroom first. But after that, we left. They were gonna let Shannon keep the shirt she had to wear but she said she didn't want it so Darrell told me to get it as a souvenir.

We got in the car and left. From this point on, Darrell spoke of little more than the club. lol.
We were going down the road back to Myrtle Beach and my mouth was dry so I asked LJ to stop at a service station and he was like "What's that?". I didn't know gas stations weren't also called service stations elsewhere! lol.
Anywho, we went to one and I got something to drink and we went back to Myrtle Beach. We were almost back on the infamous Ocean Boulevard when we decided we'd do a quick ghost hunt at a place Darrell had read about online.

We headed to the place which was on Withers Swash Drive and we saw the park. Assuming that the cemetery (or 'burial ground' as we had been informed it was called) was somewhere near the park, we parked and got out. Shannon was being lame again so she sat on the bench against my protests as we went down a little path hidden by trees.
We got just a little into the path and we saw that it was the entrance to a little pier about 50 yards out into Withers Swash and it had a little gazebo over the water at the end of it. We wanted to hang out up there and possibly not even do a ghost hunt but we saw something down there. We soon found it was a homeless guy sleeping down there in a sleeping bag and we didn't want to bother him so we left. We checked out the rest of the park and found nothing so we got in the car.

We knew the road went a little after the park so we continued down. Then we found the cemetery we were looking for and rode around for a good parking spot and found none so we parked just outside of the gate.
We went in and I was explaining a few theories of why things happen in ghost hunting to LJ while Darrell wandered off using the camera on his phone and my tape recorder. Shannon was being pout by a tree.

It was a shockingly cool and creepy cemetery. We saw some cool stones and trees and things and we took a few pictures and things. We had a few small frights but they were found to be to our fault and not paranormal. LJ did get an interesting face on his camera phone, though. I'm hoping he can send it to himself so I can post it on here.

Then we went to the hotel and Darrell and LJ left to go home. Shannon and I went inside and went to bed shortly after. I got to bed at almost 7AM 'cause I had to get ready for bed and we didn't get there until like 5:30AM.

Anywho, I got up just a few hours later and took a shower. While getting ready, I watched the Panthers' game (and they won!) They were playing the Bill.
Shannon's mother got there a few hours later and we loaded up and went to Sonic. Then we went to Broadway Louis' to get wrestling tickets. That took ages because its at Broadway at the Beach and its a big and often busy place.

It did give me a chance to take pictures of the Hard Rock Cafe, though! (Bet most of you didn't know we had one in Myrtle Beach. lol. Its a big and popular town, though. We have a lot there.)



We had to battle a ton of gulls and other birds in leaving, but we finally got away.

After leaving there, Shannon's mother wanted to go to Wal-Mart Supercenter so we did and it was shite. I was so ready to get home to see Rian. He didn't come with them to pick us up.

After we finally left there we came home (or at least to Shannon's house). We went the really slow way so it took longer than it should have.

And that was the beach trip for my 21st birthday...

So tomorrow is the wrestling event. It's gonna be so fuckin' great.
Terry Funk, Dusty Rhodes, Jeff Hardy, Tracy Brooks, BG James AKA 'Road Dogg' Jesse James, Kip James AKA 'Bad Ass' Billy Gunn, Psycho Sid Vicious, David Flair (Ric Flair's son), Doug Gilbert, the original Midnight Express, one of the guys from the original Rock 'n Roll Express, Doug Gilbert, Greg 'The Hammer' Valentine, 'Mouth of the South' Jimmy Hart, and more! The TNA star 'Abyss' was going to be there but I'm not sure about him at present.

I'll be posting about that ASAP. I hope its a great as the last indy show I went to. I hope to return with many digital pictures and a few rolls of film taken as well as some audio clips.

At any rate, it should be a fun night and I should have a great recap for you all. Be sure to check back in the coming days...

-=The Prynce

Stupid Chalkies!

Hey people. How's it?

Well, tomorrow is a really big day for me. I'll be 21!

But I'm not as thrilled as most people would be or like others expect me to. It isn't even here yet and it's kind of already crumbling.

The plans were like this:

Shannon and I were going to go to the beach and hang out with Darrell and LJ. Later in the evening, we were going to go to the 'Crazy Horse'. Then, with luck, we were going to go on at least a small ghost hunt, time permitting. The next morning, we were going to go get wrestling tickets for the show in Conway on December 3.

Now it appears that much of this may not happen.

We're still going down there and all but its uncertain if we will be going to the 'Crazy Horse'. Darrell hasn't got any money. But locals get in free there so we're hoping he and LJ will be counted as locals as they live in the same county. If they're considered locals then we'll only have to pay one admission (we hope) because we found a printable coupon for one free admitance.

I don't know for sure, but the ghost hunt may be out, too. Darrell's car can't be driven b/c of tax issues or something and LJ's car isn't working. So they're going to have to drive some other car and hopefully, we'll be able to go on with our plans with the ghost hunt and the club, too so hopefully the car issue won't be much of an issue at all.

And Darrell isn't going to be able to get his ticket for the wrestling event. We're still going to get our's though, and hopefully he'll be able to get his the next Friday or he won't be able to go. Shannon assures me that we'll be able to go even if he doesn't so that's cool and a good thing.
Hopefully he can at least get seats near us, though. We hope to get ringside so maybe they won't be out of them before they sell out of them.
While I certainly hope he'll be able to make it to the show and I'll feel like a jerk if I go and he doesn't, I'm still not gonna be able to resist going, lol.

BTW, Jeff Hardy has been added to the list of wrestlers. And Mad Max (you should know him if you're local) is going to be the ring announcer.

So hopefully this birthday won't be a bust. I haven't had a good birthday in a really long time. My 18th was shit. I think I spent the night chatting online. This is my last landmark birthday before 30 so I'm hoping I can spend it having fun with a great friend. If not, its gonna suck 'cause Rian's not going with us and it'll be one of the worst birthdays ever.

Anywho, I'm going to try to post VIA my cell when I'm down there. Shannon and I are going to have about 6 hours or more of 'down time' just sitting around the hotel room so I should have plenty of time to audiopost. I'll get some pictures, too, and try to post them from Darrell's laptop if possible.

Yesterday was funky. I went to my uncle, aunt and cousin's house as always on Thanksgiving and Christmas. I almost didn't make it because of a horrid tummy ache. We got there late and all but it was fine. Thanksgiving is like the preseason of family get-togethers.

It was relatively uneventful, though. Rian played with my cousin's little boy. He tackeled him and the other kid's got two years on Rian. My wee man is a tough monster! Hehe...

Anywho, I gotta go for now. Later, all!

-=The Prynce

Quickies #1

I have a new post idea. When I don't have time to post anything worth a damn, I'm gonna just post quick thoughts in a numbered format.

1. I'm starting to think that I'd rather not deal with people at all. Sexy people would, of course, be excluded from this. Super-sexy people that don't suck. I mean... They can suck (and that's a preference, though not a requirement), but their personality can't.

2. I'm also started to hate the weather here in SC. Within one week, we went from a high in the 80s to a low in the mid-low 20s. This place is not a sub-tropic paradise, you asses. Its a miserably hot place in the summer and sometimes bitterly cold place in the Fall/Winter. And yes... It does snow in SC.

3. I can do a full body workout at the gym but I don't feel nearly as great the next day as I would if I would have just lifted a little weights, done some sit-ups, and went biking for a little while.

4. I LOVE the pain on the day after such a workout. It hurts so good...

5. I have a pair of two-way radios that Shannon just got for me that require an FCC license to operate. Its silly and I'm poor so I don't see it happening. They have about a 3 mile max range so... What do you think... Prynceton Pirate Radio?

6. If I could strike people that annoy me or otherwise make me angry in any way with any sort of illness, I would choose Irritable Bowl Syndrome.

7. This time next week, I will FINALLY not have to depend on other people to satisfy my beer fits. (Often I'll be sitting around and I'll just crave beer [never domestic]... For those of you who didn't understand what I meant.)

8. I'm exceptionally lazy.

That's all for tonight, folks. Comment if you'd like and also on other posts, even from years ago. I need things to read!
Seriously, though... Even if you hate me, post a comment and say so. If you have never been here before and never intend to return, comment.

I don't wanna have to afflict you with IBS...

-=The Prynce

"I've Seen It. It's Rubbish."

I haven't posted in a while but I thought I would post now for a few reasons.

First off, birthdays.

First was my son's birthday on November 4. He had a nice little party the following day. So... Happy birthday, Rian!
On the very next day was the birthday of one of my absolute favorite bloggers, Carrie. I'm not sure how old she is now, but Happy birthday anyway, Carrie! Her blog is at http://blogofcarrie.blogspot.com/.
Also, Happy birthday to Shannon who's birthday was Oct. 20.
Lastly was my ex girlfriend, Christy. Her birthday was on Nov. 13 and though I know wishing her a happy birthday may lead to a pissing match with myself and Shannon, Happy birthday anyway, Christy! (Whom I'm doubtful has ever even seen this blog of mine. And I haven't even spoken to her in nearly a year. But nonetheless...)

Next, Eddie Guerrero.
He was a WWE wrestler who was found dead on this past Saturday night. He was only 38 but preliminary autopsy reports show he died of heart failure.
In my eyes, he was at the top of his game recently and he was returning to main-event status but tragedy is cold and doesn't mind hitting at unfortunate times.
He was never one of my favorites, but he was one of the best at what he did.

I was on the radio again yesterday. The DJ said he didn't see why Paul McCartney wrote 'Hey Jude' for Julian Lennon and I called and told him that I've heard and read that it is about his father John Lennon's divorce from his mother, Cynthia and/or his father marrying Yoko Ono and it was Paul's way of telling Julian like "Don't let this whole mess and Yoko get you down".
Anywho, he played what I said on the air and afterwards complimented me by saying something like "Wow. This guy's really on top of this stuff."

In short, I have about another minute to be removed from my 15 minutes of fame.

I'm running low on time now so I think I'm only going to be able to tell you all that I should be attending yet another wrestling show in Conway, SC on Dec. 3 of this year. It's gonna be a bitchin' show... Terry Funk, Dusty Rhodes, New Age Outlaws, Psycho Sid Vicious, Abyss, and more are gonna be there. For more information go to http://www.southernchampionshipwrestling.com/.

That's all for now, folks. I'll try not to let the space be so large between posts anymore.

Keep 'em open...

-=The Prynce