Nancy Drew and the Hidden Staircase

While I was bleeding on the floor, Bernal took some time to argue with the bar owner about paying for damages that we had caused by getting attacked.   Then he dragged me out of the bar by the arm like a caveman in an old comic strip.  Which is terrible fucking first aid.  If heContinue reading “Nancy Drew and the Hidden Staircase”

Hello, my name is Amy

Someday I’d like to have a car that doesn’t end up with bloodstains all over the driver’s seat.  Heck, let’s shoot for the stars and make that a car without blood on any of the seats.  What I did was stupid for several reasons.  Remember how I told you how magic works.  That there’s aContinue reading “Hello, my name is Amy”


Sometimes I think this blog is just me venting about what I don’t like about wrestling. I don’t mind when someone has a prop they bring to the ring.  Baseball bat.  “Singapore” cane.  Magic urn.  Branding iron.  Mjolnir.  That’s all fine.  What bugs me is when someone has a prop that can’t be used.  TripleContinue reading “Hack/Slash”