Hair up, square up

I didn’t expect the Mississippi Coast Coliseum to be a real coliseum.  I expected a third tier bare-knuckle boxing event to be in a steelworker’s union hall.  Or in a parking garage after dark.  Or in a drained pool in some guy’s backyard.  This was an actual building built for people to go watch thingsContinue reading “Hair up, square up”

I’ve got a blind date with destiny and it looks like she’s ordered the lobster.

Last night was my final show before the bare-knuckle brawl in Biloxi.  I’m going to take a week off.  That’s plenty of time to train for a legit fight, isn’t it?    I worked with Bloody Mary again.  Our “incident” has some buzz online so we have a brief period where we can get a decent payday together. Continue reading “I’ve got a blind date with destiny and it looks like she’s ordered the lobster.”

Who’s on your Mt. Rushmore of serial killers?

Getting back to my car and on the road was a pain in the ass but it wasn’t interesting, so I won’t talk about it.  I wonder if hitchhiking was ever really a thing or just something in movies.  A guy backstage at the show I worked last night was talking about how there areContinue reading “Who’s on your Mt. Rushmore of serial killers?”