Is it that time again?
So, it's been about a month since I've last updated the good ole LiveJournal. But with good reason. I've been doing most of my postings on my MySpace site. If you're a newsletter subscriber, you should know all about it. If not, subscribe to my newsletter and find out about it. Just email me (Darkprince920@Yahoo.com) with "Subscribe" in the header and you'll be automatically signed up. It doesn't get any easier!
Anyways, a bunch has gone down in the past month, most notably that I've started working again. I'm backing working for good ole PHCS doing the healthcare thing. It's not a bad job, and considering that in the time I've been gone, internet priveleges have increased, I can't complain. And best of all, in about 2 weeks, my insurance will kick in!! As a wrestler, having insurance is a huge deal to me. Who knows when I could get hurt and how badly?
What else? I had a show in VT about a week and a half ago that proved to be very interesting. The highlights for me would be the trip up with my usual travel crew The Cold Cut Trio, Marcus Hall (for a short period at least.. lol) and my main man Quentin Michaels (he's a heel in VT as am I, so is that ok, kayfabe marks?) and then the bustedness that ensued at the show. Where to begin? First, the show was part of Franklin County Field Days. The "main event" of the field days was a tractor pull. The entire place smelled of fecal matter. That should say it all right there as for what type of crowd this was. And needless to say, they weren't big Osirus fans. But it's all good, I went out and kicked ass anyways, like only I can.
There were 2 shows this day, so inbetween we had time to kill and went into the worst haunted house ever! After that, we then went into the worst fun house ever!! BUSTEDNESS!! My main man Shane and I stuck close together as we stuck out pretty badly in this place. I think they knew we were part of the wrestling though as there was no way we were from VT.
As the second show started, I was excited to see my friend Lauren from SHU in the audience with one of her friends. She said she was coming, but in the wrestling business, you don't believe anything until after it's happened, and even then, you still question it. But she was there in all of her beautiful glory!! It's too bad she came to the event that she did, as it wasn't the best, but she came. Anyways, during the second show the fans were really riled up and one particular individual stands out from the rest. He was smoking a corn cob pipe and told me, "We don't like you negroes around here! Why don't you see what happens when you take on a farm boy!" Where to begin? First of all, he was smoking a corn cob pipe!!! A CORN FREAKING COB PIPE!!! C'mon now! Anyways, after trying my hardest not to laugh my ass off, I got in the ring and did my thing, with a dominating victory over El Chongo. Boy were the fans pissed! But it got worse, cuz a match later, yours truly was out again for the 4th time that day as I went out and cut a little 5 minute promo sharing my feelings about the Franklin County Field Days in VT. Needless to say after this, I was expecting to see a pick up truck and some white hoods start rolling up, but thankfully twasn't the case.
After the show, the crew and I stopped at TGI Fridays for some eats and some laughs. I decided to indulge in an Ultimae Iced Tea (I've been indulging pretty often lately, that's twice now in 3 weeks) and I promptly passed out on the ride home while trying to watch Not Another Teenage Movie.
That's about it on that front. For more, you'll have to peep the MySpace.
Till next time, Live Free and Die Well....
Anyways, a bunch has gone down in the past month, most notably that I've started working again. I'm backing working for good ole PHCS doing the healthcare thing. It's not a bad job, and considering that in the time I've been gone, internet priveleges have increased, I can't complain. And best of all, in about 2 weeks, my insurance will kick in!! As a wrestler, having insurance is a huge deal to me. Who knows when I could get hurt and how badly?
What else? I had a show in VT about a week and a half ago that proved to be very interesting. The highlights for me would be the trip up with my usual travel crew The Cold Cut Trio, Marcus Hall (for a short period at least.. lol) and my main man Quentin Michaels (he's a heel in VT as am I, so is that ok, kayfabe marks?) and then the bustedness that ensued at the show. Where to begin? First, the show was part of Franklin County Field Days. The "main event" of the field days was a tractor pull. The entire place smelled of fecal matter. That should say it all right there as for what type of crowd this was. And needless to say, they weren't big Osirus fans. But it's all good, I went out and kicked ass anyways, like only I can.
There were 2 shows this day, so inbetween we had time to kill and went into the worst haunted house ever! After that, we then went into the worst fun house ever!! BUSTEDNESS!! My main man Shane and I stuck close together as we stuck out pretty badly in this place. I think they knew we were part of the wrestling though as there was no way we were from VT.
As the second show started, I was excited to see my friend Lauren from SHU in the audience with one of her friends. She said she was coming, but in the wrestling business, you don't believe anything until after it's happened, and even then, you still question it. But she was there in all of her beautiful glory!! It's too bad she came to the event that she did, as it wasn't the best, but she came. Anyways, during the second show the fans were really riled up and one particular individual stands out from the rest. He was smoking a corn cob pipe and told me, "We don't like you negroes around here! Why don't you see what happens when you take on a farm boy!" Where to begin? First of all, he was smoking a corn cob pipe!!! A CORN FREAKING COB PIPE!!! C'mon now! Anyways, after trying my hardest not to laugh my ass off, I got in the ring and did my thing, with a dominating victory over El Chongo. Boy were the fans pissed! But it got worse, cuz a match later, yours truly was out again for the 4th time that day as I went out and cut a little 5 minute promo sharing my feelings about the Franklin County Field Days in VT. Needless to say after this, I was expecting to see a pick up truck and some white hoods start rolling up, but thankfully twasn't the case.
After the show, the crew and I stopped at TGI Fridays for some eats and some laughs. I decided to indulge in an Ultimae Iced Tea (I've been indulging pretty often lately, that's twice now in 3 weeks) and I promptly passed out on the ride home while trying to watch Not Another Teenage Movie.
That's about it on that front. For more, you'll have to peep the MySpace.
Till next time, Live Free and Die Well....