I've been thinking... And I think that the next person who asks how my New Year's Eve was, I may choke them. I was working, people! And it wasn't even a fun night at work.
Anywho, not a lot going on these days... My ex from my previous post is coming back for a bit on Wednesday but its just so she can borrow my capture card so its not the best of news. That would be that she was coming because she was dying to see me... But... Nope. lol.
I was SORTA on Coast to Coast AM with Art Bell again a few nights ago. But it was just him reviewing my prediction from the same show the previous year which was wrong. Who's shocked?
So... Chuck Liddell (The Ice Man) beat Tito Ortiz (The Huntington Beach Bad Boy) in their UFC rematch this weekend. And I couldn't be more thrilled. I really can't stand Ortiz and it all goes back to his blatant and unnecessary disrespect that he showed towards Ken Shamrock and the Lions Den in his rematch against Guy Mezger.
In short, I can't fucking stand Tito Ortiz and I'm tickled fuckin' pink that he lost. Great fighter, but what an asshole, ya know?
Erm... USC beat Michigan. I don't much care for Michigan but I really dislike USC. But, eh... I'll get over it... With ease. lol.
Yeah, so, I'm about to get off work now and I'm drawing a blank on what more to go over so... Check back for more posts soon I suppose, K? Maybe I'll have had an entertaining set of events to cover.
But I doubt it.
-=The Prynce
"I fart in your general direction! Your mother was a hamster and you father smelt of elderberries!"
-Frenchman Taunter
"And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt."
-Sylvia Plath
Tuesday, January 02, 2007
Wednesday, December 27, 2006
Happy Christmas
So here's a bit of a Christmas summary...
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
-=The Prynce
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
-=The Prynce
Tuesday, December 19, 2006
The Continuing Story of CEO Rob...
Ok, so here's the update for those of you who care on Southern Championship Wrestling...
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!
-=The Prynce
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!
-=The Prynce
Sunday, November 26, 2006
SCW, Deftones and Sleep Deprivation
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!
-=The Prynce
Friday, November 24, 2006
The Ballad of Mister Lake
Recently I went to TGI Friday's with Darrell and Kenny.
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.
Unfortunately he isn't very embarrassed by it which sucks. He just thinks its funny.
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!
-=The Prynce
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!
-=The Prynce
Saturday, November 18, 2006
Ron Jon's
I temporarily take back most of the bad stuff I've ever had to say about Ron Jon's Delivery here in Myrtle Beach. Not because they give good discounts to hotels or anything or their food is good but because they were open! HAHA!
-=The Prynce
-=The Prynce
Thursday, October 26, 2006
Saturday, October 14, 2006
Run-Around Sue
Joggers and runners should be disallowed to run and/or jog until the sun itself is at least peeking over the horizon.
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!
-=The Prynce
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!
-=The Prynce
Friday, October 13, 2006
Panky... Minus the Hanky
After a brief discussion with Darrell just a few minutes ago, we both realized that we know way too much about 'Saved By the Bell' to be healthy.
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.
-=The Prynce
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.
-=The Prynce
Sunday, October 08, 2006
Patrick Duffy is his other leg...
I'm sitting here at work in the middle (or actually the end) of the fall Harley rally and its incredibly calm. I mean, it just started raining and lightning and shit but before that, even, this end of the beach was dead. Which isn't all that bad, really.
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.
-=The Prynce
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.
-=The Prynce
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