A grasshopper in the mouth is worth two in the bun

Gary asked me where we were going.  I told him nothing had changed.  Our mission was to find the veterinarian and determine if he’s a blood mage.  Or a vampire.  Or “just” a murderer.  When he asked what we were going to do after we did find out, I wanted to tell him to shutContinue reading “A grasshopper in the mouth is worth two in the bun”

True Detective

In the movies they make it look like following someone is easy.  You just drive behind them.  Even if there’s no other cars around, they don’t notice.  Even if it’s night and you’re on a dirt road in the dark country and you have your headlights on, they don’t notice.  I think I had beenContinue reading “True Detective”

Showdown in the Killeen–Temple–Fort Hood metropolitan area

Sometimes movies make a point to say that killing is bad.  I’m not sure why they do that.  In the real world, most people know that murder is a pretty big deal.  And the people that don’t know that aren’t going to see the light because of a speech by Casey Affleck.  I asked GaryContinue reading “Showdown in the Killeen–Temple–Fort Hood metropolitan area”

I met Joe DeRosa once, he seemed alright

A lot of older wrestlers like to play the world-weary veteran role and dispense nuggets of wisdom to the young bucks. Regardless if they want to hear them.  One of the very few advantages of being in the biz for a while is that the new guys feel obligated to pretend to listen to you.Continue reading “I met Joe DeRosa once, he seemed alright”

Tears ‘n’ Tits (and vampires)

I don’t have a lot of experience with strip clubs.  It would be unusual if I did, since I’m neither a person who would patronize or perform at one.  They sometimes have wrestling shows at strip clubs but that’s the one kind of show that I avoid studiously.  I’ve heard bad things. I thought thatContinue reading “Tears ‘n’ Tits (and vampires)”

Fear and loathing on the road to Del Rio

Gary was reluctant to say anything about magic.  But it was a seven hour drive.  I wore him down.  I goaded him really.  I kept digging at him about blood magic and he kept insisting that what he did was black magic.  Eventually he had to explain the difference.  Blood magic, as we know, isContinue reading “Fear and loathing on the road to Del Rio”

Jenny Dreadful

Part of the reason the promoter was so pissed at me is because he was already pissed.  The cops had been backstage hassling everyone.  Not for the usual reasons.  El Paso PD showed up to tell Jenny Dreadful that her boyfriend had been shot in the face in a hotel in Austin.  She was upsetContinue reading “Jenny Dreadful”

Rules are made to be followed

Wrestling has a lot of rules.  I don’t mean the fake rules of the fake sport of wrestling.  I mean the real rules of the job.  Some are more important than others.  Don’t go over your time is a big one.  It’s more important when you’re on TV, but even at the shows I work,Continue reading “Rules are made to be followed”

College of Human Ecology, Labor Relations & Dark Magic

At some point during the three hours I was sort of asleep, I saw Gary (that’s his fucking name, Gary the evil sorcerer) standing in the doorway creepily looking at me.  I could tell he was thinking about lying down next to me.  I told him if he came near me, I would twist his balls untilContinue reading “College of Human Ecology, Labor Relations & Dark Magic”