The title says it all. Monday and Tuesday were nothing-happening, so this will be all about Wednesday and what ended up happening in the evening. It won’t be too much about the pro wrestling matches in particular, so if you’re not a fan of that entertainment, it doesn’t mean you should skip out on reading this blog.
Now, Wednesday I had free time so on a rainy afternoon (at least in Clermont and the surrounding area) I drove to good old Pinkberry to have a treat there, Larry’s Giant Subs to have dinner, and then I went to Old Town to see a wrestling show at a club/bar there called Son on the Beach. Clever name, no? I did have to deal with stupid f*** traffic on the way there but I won’t get into that, except that apparently the rain made MY IQ drop there for a brief bit; still, I was happy to get around a driver who was moving dangerously slow, and I say that as traffic was starting to back up pretty bad behind that mouthbreathing Troglodyte. Typical Floridian… to talk about more happy things, the mango yogurt I had at Pinkberry was pretty tasty, and so was the sub at Larry’s. I also saw a fancy car out in the wild for the first time: not shockingly, it was in the Dr. Phillips area and I saw a Nissan GT-R, a high-powered vehicle that goes from 0-6 somewhere between 3-4 seconds; with that kind of performance it’s pretty popular, and I was happy to see one on the road.
I then had free time so on the way to Old Town I stopped by The Loop shopping area on John Young and as I’m a dork I went into Books A Million. Hopefully that stays around now that Borders is closing down for good. Yeah, that does make me sad! While at Books A Million I did make a purchase there. Then, it was off to Old Town. The last time I tried to go there, there was no place to park due to the people working there being cretins, so I left in a huff, pretty aggravated.
As for the show itself, it was a nice lineup filled with many familiar faces and most of the matches were at least good. Yet, I left before the main event took place. Why? Let me explain. The show started off with a special match that they said wasn’t part of the show and instead was “complimentary”… it was more of an insult! It was a tag match involving four green guys, only one I had ever heard of before. The match was awful. There was no pace or flow; they were doing random things randomly. There was also a story of the good guys team never getting along, and it was just a disaster; I think it was so bad it killed the crowd for the first few matches! Much to my amusement, the match was won with a Side Russian Legsweep, a basic move rarely done anymore and legit I don’t know if anyone has won a match with that in like the past 20 years or so.
After a few matches of silence the promotion decides to go WAY overboard in trying to get the dumb crowd into the show. From that point on they CONSTANTLY asked people to “make some noise” about 1,000 times in a total condescending and rude manner, and this resulted in a lot of screeching, both from adults and kids; yeah, kids were there. They offered prizes, which was a 100 dollar bar tab for adults and in what screams “bullshit” to me, a promise that the loudest kid would get “two tickets to any theme park in Orlando”. Now, how in the hell would a small-time wrestling promotion have that kind of cash readily available? That sounds like crap to me, so I’m sure that the kid who won was the daughter of a wrestler or something of that sort. Something like that has happened many times before in the history of small-time indy wrestling, so I’m not even too mad about that. There was a “brief” intermission right before the main event that was anything but. That featured some idiot constantly yelling and berating the crowd to-you guessed it-make some noise over and over and it was a major turn-off. Then, the raffle happened in the ring and what should have been a quick thing was drawn out for absolutely no reason at all and of course featured even more berating of the audience and I got so fed up with the crap that I left even before the main event, so to this point I have no idea who even wrestled in that last bout. Not even the strong well drinks I had of a rum and coke and a screwdriver could cool off the fire I was experiencing there. This promotion is supposed to have shows there every Wednesday but needless to say, I don’t plan on being back there anytime soon if that’s the way they are going to act. It’s a shame as if not for their BS way of dealing with the audience, it’d be the type of show I’d enjoy on a weekly basis, at least with the type of lineup I saw them use last night.
Now, I do have an interesting story from my time there at the club. I sat at a table by myself and a Hispanic family asked me if they could sit by me, and I agreed to it. I don’t know if they were all daughters or not, but three underaged teenaged girls sat by me. No, I’m not a pervert so nothing went on there, but I’ll say that once they become 18… and oddly, two of them wore belly-exposing outfits. Their parents were fine with that choice of clothing? It turns out that those girls spent a lot of time either being bitchy or not even paying attention to the action and fiddling around with their iPods. If they were of age, that sort of conduct is a major turn-off so there wouldn’t have been any attempts by me to try and get to know them better.
By the way, this sort of behavior from me I had to do sometimes on my old Livejournal wrestling page, which I still have up; I just haven’t posted but one thing on it in over a year. However, sometime in August I plan on writing something new with that, where I’ll talk about some people passing away, how the scene isn’t as good as it used to be… you know, an upbeat thing just like this blog has been.
I still plan on doing a blog for the 1st of August. I’ll have a thing or two to write about so that it isn’t super-short, and it should with any luck be more cheery than this blog has been.
Thursday, July 28, 2011
Monday, July 25, 2011
I Like My Beats Fast And My Bass Down Low
I am quoting the main lyric to an electro-hop (that is, a combination of electro music and hip-hop) song called Bass Down Low, by Dev and Cataracts. As a song with a lot of bass in it, it’s perfect for a location like Mako’s, and indeed I’ve heard it there my last few visits. Now, I think I’ve mentioned everything I wanted to from that R-rated night there on the 16th… except for one thing. They had a special deal where Corona’s were 3 dollars, which is cheaper than usual. I had it for something different from the Michelob Ultra usual-which at least is a tolerable beer to drink-and while I knew this before, this night proved to me that whether or not it includes lime, and whether or not it is regular Corona or Corona Light, that beer is not good! Sure, I guess it isn’t too bad if I was able to have it and not switch to something better, but it still is not one of my first choices for beer.
My Sunday and Monday were not eventful, so I’ll mention what I did on Tuesday. In the evening I went to the Florida Mall to look for some items. It was mundane there but at least it was nice as something different to do. Wednesday, I went and met up with someone I knew and we went to the Rainforest Café at Downtown Disney. Now, I’ve eaten in the bar area a few times, but it’s been many years since I sat in the regular dining area of that restaurant. The ambiance is cool and the burger and chips meal I had was pretty good; it better be, for the price. It was also neat getting to sit by a big fish tank the entire time and look at all the colorful critters swimming about.
I’ll take this time to mention an awesome service I discovered via podcast listen Wednesday night. It’s called Turntable.fm. Here’s how it works: If you know someone on Facebook who already has it, you're good to go and you can sign up, no problems. If not, then you'll have to apply for an invite.
Once you're in, you can visit a number of rooms with various musical themes, just as 80's, classic rock, many different genres of dance (the most popular rooms, from what I can see), and what have you. You're an animated figure and you appear on a dance floor, with 5 DJ's on a stage. They pick the song to play, all in order. The smaller the number of people in the room, the more likely you're able to be picked to get on stage to pick the songs once a DJ decides to get off stage. There's also a chat box where people can talk about the songs or even better, decide on a theme for the DJ's to follow for awhile, such as picking artists A-Z in order, or songs with "gypsy" in the title (as I was a part of my first night there).
Speaking of greatness, Thursday night I finally got an invite for Spotify, a streaming music player from Europe that you can pay for but even for free it has a tremendous selection of songs that you can stream as much as you want to for no cost (at least for the time being; it’ll probably change sooner or later). It finally arrived in the U.S. earlier this month and I think it’s neat. I mean, Turntable AND Spotify is = crack cocaine for me.
Thursday was nothing-happening so I’ll mention that on Friday… I didn’t do anything either. The weather was crappy for much of the day, and I must have eaten some bad food on Thursday, as during the late night… I wasn’t 100% and I’ll leave it at that.
Now, the weekend, it was a different story. First, the whole Amy Winehouse thing… I was never a fan of hers; you’d think that I’d enjoy the type of music she did, but no dice there. I never understood all the praise she got. That’s not even getting into her repellant persona or how she just looked nasty and was nasty in real life. But as I always say, I do realize that it sucks for her family and friends; if only someone could have helped her. I’ll leave it at that.
As for what I did on Saturday, in the afternoon I went and picked up some DVD’s for rental for someone I know. On the way there, I was on a side street and as I came upon Highway 27, I saw that the lights were out and the 27 lights were flashing yellow and the street I was on were flashing red. Of course, I knew the difference between the two, and it turns out I was a rare breed amongst the other vehicles at that intersection. What a clusterf***! I saw several near-accidents happen as people had no clue how to handle the situation. Typical Florida drivers!
Then, in the evening I went and saw something live for the first time: an arena football game. I figured it was about darn time I do so. It’s ironic given that the first time they ever tried out the game in public (back in ’86) the game was held in… Rockford, i.e. the town I was born in and lived by as a kid. True story. The game I saw on this night was the New Orleans VooDoo (that’s how they spell it) at the Orlando Predators, at the lovely Amway Center. I say that the building is as much of an attraction as the events they have there. It beats that old dump the Amway Arena.
As for the whole experience, it tries to be “hip” and “cool” by being “in your face”. You know, there was an introduction involving Harley Davidson’s, there’s loud music almost throughout, there’s a dipshit announcer who yells almost all the time and I don’t know if that sort of thing is something I care for. I could have gone without having to deal with Troglodytes by me, and I swear, the refs were biased like pro wrestling officials in that they tried their damndest to make the score close; Orlando ended up winning 62-44.
That said, it was still an entertaining-enough time and I’m glad I went to one of those games; who knows when I’ll go to another one, though. There’s definitely a lot of action at those games so I was satisfied there. Besides, with the atmosphere, it pretty much encourages drinking. I didn’t do that until after the game, but the funniest moment of the night came here and not at Mako’s. It was halftime and I was walking around the concourse, stretching my legs out. Suddenly, a group of people walked by me and a wasted chick asked me for a high five. I agreed, then she drunkenly slurred, “F****** Harry Potter glasses rule!” Funny, I never knew I had “F****** Harry Potter glasses”.
After the game, I had to go to Mako’s, as hey it’s real close by the arena. Who knows when my next time there will be. It may be a few months. It wasn’t as eventful as my time there the previous Saturday, but it’s sort of hard to compete with a night where you see a couple performing sex acts out in the open. I saw some passionate kissing and grab-assing on this night, and that was as hot and steamy as it got.
There isn’t too much to say about the night as a whole, although I did have a good time there. It was a lot of the usual there, and that almost always means a good time will be had by me with all the craziness there. There was only one noteworthy thing, but what a thing it is. At the game I saw a guy wearing a banana suit. Why, I don’t know. Well, he ended up at the club too, and he got a lot of attention. That also inspired an employee to go into the back and put on a gorilla suit! Those two started play-fighting with each other and for a moment there I thought I had some sort of hallucinogenic slipped into my drink.
So, as I did Jack on Sunday, I’ll tell you now that I should be back on the 1st of August; nothing’s on the agenda for the last week of July, but I’m sure by the time I do my next post here on the 1st I'll have something to talk about.
My Sunday and Monday were not eventful, so I’ll mention what I did on Tuesday. In the evening I went to the Florida Mall to look for some items. It was mundane there but at least it was nice as something different to do. Wednesday, I went and met up with someone I knew and we went to the Rainforest Café at Downtown Disney. Now, I’ve eaten in the bar area a few times, but it’s been many years since I sat in the regular dining area of that restaurant. The ambiance is cool and the burger and chips meal I had was pretty good; it better be, for the price. It was also neat getting to sit by a big fish tank the entire time and look at all the colorful critters swimming about.
I’ll take this time to mention an awesome service I discovered via podcast listen Wednesday night. It’s called Turntable.fm. Here’s how it works: If you know someone on Facebook who already has it, you're good to go and you can sign up, no problems. If not, then you'll have to apply for an invite.
Once you're in, you can visit a number of rooms with various musical themes, just as 80's, classic rock, many different genres of dance (the most popular rooms, from what I can see), and what have you. You're an animated figure and you appear on a dance floor, with 5 DJ's on a stage. They pick the song to play, all in order. The smaller the number of people in the room, the more likely you're able to be picked to get on stage to pick the songs once a DJ decides to get off stage. There's also a chat box where people can talk about the songs or even better, decide on a theme for the DJ's to follow for awhile, such as picking artists A-Z in order, or songs with "gypsy" in the title (as I was a part of my first night there).
Speaking of greatness, Thursday night I finally got an invite for Spotify, a streaming music player from Europe that you can pay for but even for free it has a tremendous selection of songs that you can stream as much as you want to for no cost (at least for the time being; it’ll probably change sooner or later). It finally arrived in the U.S. earlier this month and I think it’s neat. I mean, Turntable AND Spotify is = crack cocaine for me.
Thursday was nothing-happening so I’ll mention that on Friday… I didn’t do anything either. The weather was crappy for much of the day, and I must have eaten some bad food on Thursday, as during the late night… I wasn’t 100% and I’ll leave it at that.
Now, the weekend, it was a different story. First, the whole Amy Winehouse thing… I was never a fan of hers; you’d think that I’d enjoy the type of music she did, but no dice there. I never understood all the praise she got. That’s not even getting into her repellant persona or how she just looked nasty and was nasty in real life. But as I always say, I do realize that it sucks for her family and friends; if only someone could have helped her. I’ll leave it at that.
As for what I did on Saturday, in the afternoon I went and picked up some DVD’s for rental for someone I know. On the way there, I was on a side street and as I came upon Highway 27, I saw that the lights were out and the 27 lights were flashing yellow and the street I was on were flashing red. Of course, I knew the difference between the two, and it turns out I was a rare breed amongst the other vehicles at that intersection. What a clusterf***! I saw several near-accidents happen as people had no clue how to handle the situation. Typical Florida drivers!
Then, in the evening I went and saw something live for the first time: an arena football game. I figured it was about darn time I do so. It’s ironic given that the first time they ever tried out the game in public (back in ’86) the game was held in… Rockford, i.e. the town I was born in and lived by as a kid. True story. The game I saw on this night was the New Orleans VooDoo (that’s how they spell it) at the Orlando Predators, at the lovely Amway Center. I say that the building is as much of an attraction as the events they have there. It beats that old dump the Amway Arena.
As for the whole experience, it tries to be “hip” and “cool” by being “in your face”. You know, there was an introduction involving Harley Davidson’s, there’s loud music almost throughout, there’s a dipshit announcer who yells almost all the time and I don’t know if that sort of thing is something I care for. I could have gone without having to deal with Troglodytes by me, and I swear, the refs were biased like pro wrestling officials in that they tried their damndest to make the score close; Orlando ended up winning 62-44.
That said, it was still an entertaining-enough time and I’m glad I went to one of those games; who knows when I’ll go to another one, though. There’s definitely a lot of action at those games so I was satisfied there. Besides, with the atmosphere, it pretty much encourages drinking. I didn’t do that until after the game, but the funniest moment of the night came here and not at Mako’s. It was halftime and I was walking around the concourse, stretching my legs out. Suddenly, a group of people walked by me and a wasted chick asked me for a high five. I agreed, then she drunkenly slurred, “F****** Harry Potter glasses rule!” Funny, I never knew I had “F****** Harry Potter glasses”.
After the game, I had to go to Mako’s, as hey it’s real close by the arena. Who knows when my next time there will be. It may be a few months. It wasn’t as eventful as my time there the previous Saturday, but it’s sort of hard to compete with a night where you see a couple performing sex acts out in the open. I saw some passionate kissing and grab-assing on this night, and that was as hot and steamy as it got.
There isn’t too much to say about the night as a whole, although I did have a good time there. It was a lot of the usual there, and that almost always means a good time will be had by me with all the craziness there. There was only one noteworthy thing, but what a thing it is. At the game I saw a guy wearing a banana suit. Why, I don’t know. Well, he ended up at the club too, and he got a lot of attention. That also inspired an employee to go into the back and put on a gorilla suit! Those two started play-fighting with each other and for a moment there I thought I had some sort of hallucinogenic slipped into my drink.
So, as I did Jack on Sunday, I’ll tell you now that I should be back on the 1st of August; nothing’s on the agenda for the last week of July, but I’m sure by the time I do my next post here on the 1st I'll have something to talk about.
Sunday, July 17, 2011
Liquid Nitrogen, Scumbag Locals, & Erupting Volcanoes
Warning: it’s only the end of this long blog where I go Rated-R to talk about something amazing I saw last night; I’ll tell you when that time arises if you prefer not to read it. It’s something so astonishing to me I had to post this a day early.
So, what an interesting week. I’ll say that Monday was dull but Tuesday I went to Winter Garden Village, as once again it was time to help out that person with updating their iPod; I’m starting to think I use it more than they do! I did that at Barnes & Noble and to reveal my snobby side I went in their DVD section and saw they had some Criterion stuff on sale so I picked up a disc. Despite that, I just didn’t feel so great on this day for whatever reason. Then again, while there have been some entertaining moments this month, there have also been some blah moments, and the little bad things cumulating equals a not so cheery Blairpac. For example, on this night I heard that a forum I like posting on* was going to close down soon because of server issues, basically. I was not too happy about that. However, forum members donated so much money that at least for the time being it’ll remain open. Also, as of the past few weeks I’ve had some odd dreams. I wouldn’t call them “nightmares”; they’ve just been strange. Hell, recently I had a dream involving Minka Kelly and normally I’d enjoy that… from what I remember of the dream, though, it wasn’t the type of fantasy with her that I would have liked!
• Yeah, the same moment with that one girl who thought about ending her life. Speaking of that, I noticed that recently she logged on, so at least I know she’s still alive, even if she doesn’t post there.
Wednesday, the only thing I did was go to the dentist* so I’ll mention before anyone asks the whole situation with that Florida independent wrestling show dedicated to the late Macho Man Randy Savage that turned into a fustercluck. As someone who used to go to those indy shows often in this state, how that show turned out is more the exception than the norm. Sure, the shows can do some things badly, but not to such a degree that the promoter runs out and doesn’t pay anyone while claiming he was suffering a heart attack. That promoter in question, Dino Puglia, he’s someone who I don’t believe has promoted shows in Florida before. He was on the periphery wanting to get involved as a ring announcer, that sort of thing. He turned a lot of people off in the past with the odd way he acted, and that doesn’t even take into account something that someone dug up about Puglia, which is… he’s apparently a fan of big hairy men! I don’t care that he’s a homosexual at all but indy pro wrestling is REALLY like high school, so you can imagine what the reaction was.
• It was minor, but I still received some nitrous oxide. Good stuff! Yeah, the beginning of The Hangover Part II with Phil asking Stu the dentist for some nitrous oxide and then a prescription of Vicodin did remind me of me… OK, so not that much. I don’t want anyone to think I have any sort of problem here with painkillers!
Anyhow, he advertised the show on the local messageboards and everyone knew it was going to be poor and the general reaction was for fans not to attend the event. How poor it was surprised even me, with Dino saying he’s giving money to charities that he never contacted beforehand to ask if he could use their names, not paying the talent, putting on an embarrassingly amateur production… everyone on the boards groaned with how it turned out. Well, I also ended up being shocked with how big of a story this turned out to be, with it being talked about in the newspapers around Tampa and then it even ended up on Deadspin. I hate that website as it’s total garbage but it’s still a sports website a lot of people look at, and at least Dino Puglia is getting a strong dose of karma here for using such a famous name to try and get attendance, and what a disaster it turned out to be. Trust me, from the shows I’ve gone to in Illinois and in Florida, what happened here is NOT what the typical independent wrestling show is like. The archetypal indy event is definitely better than this. And, there are local feds which donate money to charity and as far as I know, all of them do fulfill that promise.
Thursday, I went with someone I know to a pair of spots in Clermont. First, for dinner we went to Perkin’s as we hadn’t been there in awhile, and the last time, not too many people were around. It was the same this time, so I thought it was a good idea to show them some love. I can tell you that their big Belgian waffle was pretty tasty. It had powdered sugar on it, and whipped cream & butter were also involved, and I highly recommend that. After Perkin’s, we went to a new place a few miles from where I live called Abracadabra Ice Cream Company, a joint my pal heard about before me. Their gimmick is that they offer up LIQUID NITROGEN ICE CREAM. If I’m lying, I’m dying. How they do it is that some liquid is put into a bowl and then they shoot liquid nitrogen into it, instantly freezing it and creating a lot of steam. That bowl is then put in a larger bowl of warm water in order to warm it up. It’s then put into a cup for you to eat. Wacky, but pretty cool. Also, pretty tasty.
So, I’ll tell you guys now that the rest of this blog will be lewd and thus Rated-R. I’ll be back Monday the 25th with whatever adventures I can find myself involved with.
My Friday only consisted of returning to the local Barnes & Noble to buy something else and then going to Planet Smoothie to use up a coupon I have from there (I had the greatly named Grape Ape) so let me move on to Saturday and… Mako’s! I hadn’t been there for the past two months so I figured this would be the perfect time to go. Boy was I right.
• For the most part it was the usual there, with the assorted wackiness, the attractive lady employees walking around, various games being played, and what have you. It was nice to experience that again.
• One thing new to me, though, was that something got lit on FIRE. I wasn’t close to it so I wasn’t sure why I saw flames shoot up high on the top of a bar counter, but I did.
• I missed the memo, but apparently it was 80’s Night throughout downtown Orlando, so I saw a percentage of outfits from that coke-fueled decade, from Miami Vice-inspired garb to hair metal outfits. I was sad I wasn’t able to wear something like that in public.
• Early on, one lady literally played grab-ass with me. I turned around and it was one of a few ladies. Now, I know all of them were ladies, so it wasn’t a transsexual sort of thing, thankfully! It’s just that none of the females were appealing to me so I didn’t try to figure out who it was, as shallow as it may sound.
• As I wasn’t able to tip one of the shooter girls there (you know, the ladies that walk around selling test tube shots of various liquors) when she asked me later on if I wanted to enjoy a body shot with her, I said yes. So, I got to see her in a bikini on the bar shaking her goods and then I had a shot that was placed in her cleavage. That didn’t suck!
• I saw an incredible incident (more on that in a bit) and after that, I spent much of my time in the pentagon bar area (called that as before it was remodeled earlier this year, it had that shape) before I took off.
• It figures on this crazy night that I’d almost literally walk in on a near-fight, but that’s exactly what happened. All I saw was an angry guy get pulled away from another guy, and much yelling and bally-hoo took place.
• So, this incredible incident that took place which necessitated me having to go adult here… during my time there, I saw a couple making out, and that was standard. A little later, the dude was sitting on a stool by the pentagon bar area, and I saw them continuing to make out, and thought nothing of it… even when it got to the dry-humping. Then it got a little more hot and heavy and I got suspicious, so I continued to watch like a pervert. I then briefly saw that the guy had an EXPOSED erect penis! I swear to the Holy Ghost, this is true. How this happened with only me and a few people (as I later found out) noticing this taking place, I don’t know, but then I saw some obvious hand motions, and if it isn’t bad enough that he was getting a handjob in public, I then saw her head bob up and down… yes, a blowjob! I was-and am-flabbergasted that I saw them engage in SEX out in the open like that. Before the volcano erupted-at least I presume he didn’t pop his cookies-a friend of the girl grabbed her and off the couple went, but not before the guy pulled his pants up, buttoned and then zipped them (proving what I saw wasn’t a bizarre hallucination). Again, how this happened without them getting into trouble and getting kicked out by the Mako’s stuff is a real miracle. Hopefully they went to a private room where Mt. Vesuvius can finally erupt for the guy.
• The only time I can recall seeing something that blatant was way back when I was at a Service Industry Night party at the House of Blues at Walt Disney World and I saw a couple and the girl was guiding the guy’s hand towards a certain spot that was up her skirt… and she was enjoying where that guy’s hand was. Me and some random guys spent some time watching that action!
So, how was your night last night?
So, what an interesting week. I’ll say that Monday was dull but Tuesday I went to Winter Garden Village, as once again it was time to help out that person with updating their iPod; I’m starting to think I use it more than they do! I did that at Barnes & Noble and to reveal my snobby side I went in their DVD section and saw they had some Criterion stuff on sale so I picked up a disc. Despite that, I just didn’t feel so great on this day for whatever reason. Then again, while there have been some entertaining moments this month, there have also been some blah moments, and the little bad things cumulating equals a not so cheery Blairpac. For example, on this night I heard that a forum I like posting on* was going to close down soon because of server issues, basically. I was not too happy about that. However, forum members donated so much money that at least for the time being it’ll remain open. Also, as of the past few weeks I’ve had some odd dreams. I wouldn’t call them “nightmares”; they’ve just been strange. Hell, recently I had a dream involving Minka Kelly and normally I’d enjoy that… from what I remember of the dream, though, it wasn’t the type of fantasy with her that I would have liked!
• Yeah, the same moment with that one girl who thought about ending her life. Speaking of that, I noticed that recently she logged on, so at least I know she’s still alive, even if she doesn’t post there.
Wednesday, the only thing I did was go to the dentist* so I’ll mention before anyone asks the whole situation with that Florida independent wrestling show dedicated to the late Macho Man Randy Savage that turned into a fustercluck. As someone who used to go to those indy shows often in this state, how that show turned out is more the exception than the norm. Sure, the shows can do some things badly, but not to such a degree that the promoter runs out and doesn’t pay anyone while claiming he was suffering a heart attack. That promoter in question, Dino Puglia, he’s someone who I don’t believe has promoted shows in Florida before. He was on the periphery wanting to get involved as a ring announcer, that sort of thing. He turned a lot of people off in the past with the odd way he acted, and that doesn’t even take into account something that someone dug up about Puglia, which is… he’s apparently a fan of big hairy men! I don’t care that he’s a homosexual at all but indy pro wrestling is REALLY like high school, so you can imagine what the reaction was.
• It was minor, but I still received some nitrous oxide. Good stuff! Yeah, the beginning of The Hangover Part II with Phil asking Stu the dentist for some nitrous oxide and then a prescription of Vicodin did remind me of me… OK, so not that much. I don’t want anyone to think I have any sort of problem here with painkillers!
Anyhow, he advertised the show on the local messageboards and everyone knew it was going to be poor and the general reaction was for fans not to attend the event. How poor it was surprised even me, with Dino saying he’s giving money to charities that he never contacted beforehand to ask if he could use their names, not paying the talent, putting on an embarrassingly amateur production… everyone on the boards groaned with how it turned out. Well, I also ended up being shocked with how big of a story this turned out to be, with it being talked about in the newspapers around Tampa and then it even ended up on Deadspin. I hate that website as it’s total garbage but it’s still a sports website a lot of people look at, and at least Dino Puglia is getting a strong dose of karma here for using such a famous name to try and get attendance, and what a disaster it turned out to be. Trust me, from the shows I’ve gone to in Illinois and in Florida, what happened here is NOT what the typical independent wrestling show is like. The archetypal indy event is definitely better than this. And, there are local feds which donate money to charity and as far as I know, all of them do fulfill that promise.
Thursday, I went with someone I know to a pair of spots in Clermont. First, for dinner we went to Perkin’s as we hadn’t been there in awhile, and the last time, not too many people were around. It was the same this time, so I thought it was a good idea to show them some love. I can tell you that their big Belgian waffle was pretty tasty. It had powdered sugar on it, and whipped cream & butter were also involved, and I highly recommend that. After Perkin’s, we went to a new place a few miles from where I live called Abracadabra Ice Cream Company, a joint my pal heard about before me. Their gimmick is that they offer up LIQUID NITROGEN ICE CREAM. If I’m lying, I’m dying. How they do it is that some liquid is put into a bowl and then they shoot liquid nitrogen into it, instantly freezing it and creating a lot of steam. That bowl is then put in a larger bowl of warm water in order to warm it up. It’s then put into a cup for you to eat. Wacky, but pretty cool. Also, pretty tasty.
So, I’ll tell you guys now that the rest of this blog will be lewd and thus Rated-R. I’ll be back Monday the 25th with whatever adventures I can find myself involved with.
My Friday only consisted of returning to the local Barnes & Noble to buy something else and then going to Planet Smoothie to use up a coupon I have from there (I had the greatly named Grape Ape) so let me move on to Saturday and… Mako’s! I hadn’t been there for the past two months so I figured this would be the perfect time to go. Boy was I right.
• For the most part it was the usual there, with the assorted wackiness, the attractive lady employees walking around, various games being played, and what have you. It was nice to experience that again.
• One thing new to me, though, was that something got lit on FIRE. I wasn’t close to it so I wasn’t sure why I saw flames shoot up high on the top of a bar counter, but I did.
• I missed the memo, but apparently it was 80’s Night throughout downtown Orlando, so I saw a percentage of outfits from that coke-fueled decade, from Miami Vice-inspired garb to hair metal outfits. I was sad I wasn’t able to wear something like that in public.
• Early on, one lady literally played grab-ass with me. I turned around and it was one of a few ladies. Now, I know all of them were ladies, so it wasn’t a transsexual sort of thing, thankfully! It’s just that none of the females were appealing to me so I didn’t try to figure out who it was, as shallow as it may sound.
• As I wasn’t able to tip one of the shooter girls there (you know, the ladies that walk around selling test tube shots of various liquors) when she asked me later on if I wanted to enjoy a body shot with her, I said yes. So, I got to see her in a bikini on the bar shaking her goods and then I had a shot that was placed in her cleavage. That didn’t suck!
• I saw an incredible incident (more on that in a bit) and after that, I spent much of my time in the pentagon bar area (called that as before it was remodeled earlier this year, it had that shape) before I took off.
• It figures on this crazy night that I’d almost literally walk in on a near-fight, but that’s exactly what happened. All I saw was an angry guy get pulled away from another guy, and much yelling and bally-hoo took place.
• So, this incredible incident that took place which necessitated me having to go adult here… during my time there, I saw a couple making out, and that was standard. A little later, the dude was sitting on a stool by the pentagon bar area, and I saw them continuing to make out, and thought nothing of it… even when it got to the dry-humping. Then it got a little more hot and heavy and I got suspicious, so I continued to watch like a pervert. I then briefly saw that the guy had an EXPOSED erect penis! I swear to the Holy Ghost, this is true. How this happened with only me and a few people (as I later found out) noticing this taking place, I don’t know, but then I saw some obvious hand motions, and if it isn’t bad enough that he was getting a handjob in public, I then saw her head bob up and down… yes, a blowjob! I was-and am-flabbergasted that I saw them engage in SEX out in the open like that. Before the volcano erupted-at least I presume he didn’t pop his cookies-a friend of the girl grabbed her and off the couple went, but not before the guy pulled his pants up, buttoned and then zipped them (proving what I saw wasn’t a bizarre hallucination). Again, how this happened without them getting into trouble and getting kicked out by the Mako’s stuff is a real miracle. Hopefully they went to a private room where Mt. Vesuvius can finally erupt for the guy.
• The only time I can recall seeing something that blatant was way back when I was at a Service Industry Night party at the House of Blues at Walt Disney World and I saw a couple and the girl was guiding the guy’s hand towards a certain spot that was up her skirt… and she was enjoying where that guy’s hand was. Me and some random guys spent some time watching that action!
So, how was your night last night?
Monday, July 11, 2011
Child Killers, Tilted Kilts, & A Swarm Of Locusts
So, I figured that I should first talk about what happened with that Child Killer and the verdict this past Tuesday. I have mentioned more than once before here how I got fed up pretty quickly with how it was a media circus (ESPECIALLY if you live around Orlando like I do) and people seemed to be entertained by what was the trial of a parent who murdered-or at least killed accidentally at the very very least), which I found to be pretty disgusting. But, even more disgusting was what the jury’s verdict was. The thought never crossed my mind that she wouldn’t be convicted of any felonies. I was flabbergasted. Not to sound haughty and arrogant here, but to me it sounds like yet another reason for me to bitch and moan about the sheer amount of stupid people here in this state.
Anywho, I was so miffed from that verdict, I felt like not only going to a serene place to cool off, but also a place I could walk around to let off some steam. So, I returned to nearby Lake Louisa State Park where I did quite a bit of walking around in some hot weather. I think I pushed myself a little too hard considering my fitness level (or lack thereof); still, it was nice to enjoy the scenery and not think about that damn case and how it went horribly wrong.
Wednesday only featured me going to a nearby Best Buy to pick up some DVD’s and Thursday I didn’t do anything as it was rainy for most of the day, so onto Friday I go… even though it was rainy on that day too, I went to Orlando and I-Drive in particular. Amazingly, given the toxic combination of I-Drive and rainy weather, nothing too horrible was witnessed or dealt with while I was driving. I didn’t blow my stack, in other words. I went to a few spots on I-Drive. I visited the Premiere Outlets again, but didn’t stay there for too long. Every summer, a bunch of Brazilian tour groups come to Orlando; I don’t want to say that they swarm the area like locusts, but when I looked around a few of the stores on this day, it looked as if a tornado had just went through, with a lot of merchandise on the floor and just general chaos. I also visited the always-barren Festival Bay Mall, where it seems like only about 10% of their available space is even occupied. How they’ve stayed open in that condition for so many years is at a “Child Killer is not guilty” level of baffling. I then paid patronage for a second time to the Twisted Burger located on Sand Lake Road just east of Dr. Phillips Boulevard. I had their burger and milkshake, and once again they were rather tasty. Unfortunately, once again while I was there, there was hardly anyone in the restaurant; considering that this time around I was there in the 6PM hour on a Friday night, I say that’s not a good sign for the future of the restaurant… I hope I end up get proven wrong. Regrettably, this go-around there was no Ferrari parked in the lot for me to stare at while having dinner.
Saturday was even more interesting than I had planned. The idea was for me to do some things, including visiting the Flea World once again and then later go to a wrestling show up in Sanford. I ended up doing more than that. So, once again there was objectionable driving I had to deal with while I was on the road on this day… I won’t get into it, though. I know that while I was able to pick up some things from Flea World I wasn’t able to get my previous visit there (as those joints weren’t open on that day), it was like a sweatbox there. As I’ve mentioned before, most of the place isn’t air-conditioned, and the fans they use throughout don’t really get the job done. I was sweating like Tony Montana in the opening minutes of Scarface. I then on a whim decided to visit a restaurant chain for the first time, even though I had heard of it who knows how many weeks ago. I had time to kill, so off I went to the Lake Mary version of Tilted Kilt for dinner… and scenery-watching! It’s like a Celtic version of Hooters, with outfits that were similarly scanty. Actually, the plaid skirts and belly-bearing top remind me of what the ladies at a certain club in downtown Orlando wear early in the night before the night gets hot and they take off the skirt and top to walk around in their skivvies. It’s the type of place people would think I would enjoy frequenting, so it was about time I went to one. In short, I’m glad I tried it out. Some of the women there I would rank pretty highly on the attractiveness scale. The food wasn’t bad either! I also had a very tasty alcoholic beverage while I was there. It was called the crooked kilt and involved Kraken spiced black rum, midori, and a few other things. That was delicious.
After Tilted Kilt I went to Sanford to see a wrestling show, along with getting to chat with a few people I hadn’t chatted with in too long. That went well, and the show was entertaining too. Quite a few people there knew Justin “Ryze” Honeycutt, the local wrestler I talked about in the last blog who unfortunately passed away due to a freak accident, so they paid tribute to him and that was a very nice gesture.
My Saturday was so exciting I did nothing yesterday, and I don’t plan on doing too much today-7/11-either. I’ll have my next blog up on 7/18 and as I always seem to say, nothing is set in stone yet but I am sure I’ll figure out some interesting things to do so that I won’t be bored and I have something to talk about here too.
Anywho, I was so miffed from that verdict, I felt like not only going to a serene place to cool off, but also a place I could walk around to let off some steam. So, I returned to nearby Lake Louisa State Park where I did quite a bit of walking around in some hot weather. I think I pushed myself a little too hard considering my fitness level (or lack thereof); still, it was nice to enjoy the scenery and not think about that damn case and how it went horribly wrong.
Wednesday only featured me going to a nearby Best Buy to pick up some DVD’s and Thursday I didn’t do anything as it was rainy for most of the day, so onto Friday I go… even though it was rainy on that day too, I went to Orlando and I-Drive in particular. Amazingly, given the toxic combination of I-Drive and rainy weather, nothing too horrible was witnessed or dealt with while I was driving. I didn’t blow my stack, in other words. I went to a few spots on I-Drive. I visited the Premiere Outlets again, but didn’t stay there for too long. Every summer, a bunch of Brazilian tour groups come to Orlando; I don’t want to say that they swarm the area like locusts, but when I looked around a few of the stores on this day, it looked as if a tornado had just went through, with a lot of merchandise on the floor and just general chaos. I also visited the always-barren Festival Bay Mall, where it seems like only about 10% of their available space is even occupied. How they’ve stayed open in that condition for so many years is at a “Child Killer is not guilty” level of baffling. I then paid patronage for a second time to the Twisted Burger located on Sand Lake Road just east of Dr. Phillips Boulevard. I had their burger and milkshake, and once again they were rather tasty. Unfortunately, once again while I was there, there was hardly anyone in the restaurant; considering that this time around I was there in the 6PM hour on a Friday night, I say that’s not a good sign for the future of the restaurant… I hope I end up get proven wrong. Regrettably, this go-around there was no Ferrari parked in the lot for me to stare at while having dinner.
Saturday was even more interesting than I had planned. The idea was for me to do some things, including visiting the Flea World once again and then later go to a wrestling show up in Sanford. I ended up doing more than that. So, once again there was objectionable driving I had to deal with while I was on the road on this day… I won’t get into it, though. I know that while I was able to pick up some things from Flea World I wasn’t able to get my previous visit there (as those joints weren’t open on that day), it was like a sweatbox there. As I’ve mentioned before, most of the place isn’t air-conditioned, and the fans they use throughout don’t really get the job done. I was sweating like Tony Montana in the opening minutes of Scarface. I then on a whim decided to visit a restaurant chain for the first time, even though I had heard of it who knows how many weeks ago. I had time to kill, so off I went to the Lake Mary version of Tilted Kilt for dinner… and scenery-watching! It’s like a Celtic version of Hooters, with outfits that were similarly scanty. Actually, the plaid skirts and belly-bearing top remind me of what the ladies at a certain club in downtown Orlando wear early in the night before the night gets hot and they take off the skirt and top to walk around in their skivvies. It’s the type of place people would think I would enjoy frequenting, so it was about time I went to one. In short, I’m glad I tried it out. Some of the women there I would rank pretty highly on the attractiveness scale. The food wasn’t bad either! I also had a very tasty alcoholic beverage while I was there. It was called the crooked kilt and involved Kraken spiced black rum, midori, and a few other things. That was delicious.
After Tilted Kilt I went to Sanford to see a wrestling show, along with getting to chat with a few people I hadn’t chatted with in too long. That went well, and the show was entertaining too. Quite a few people there knew Justin “Ryze” Honeycutt, the local wrestler I talked about in the last blog who unfortunately passed away due to a freak accident, so they paid tribute to him and that was a very nice gesture.
My Saturday was so exciting I did nothing yesterday, and I don’t plan on doing too much today-7/11-either. I’ll have my next blog up on 7/18 and as I always seem to say, nothing is set in stone yet but I am sure I’ll figure out some interesting things to do so that I won’t be bored and I have something to talk about here too.
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
Tales Of The Korean Giant & Flea World
Unfortunately, this is yet ANOTHER blog where I have to talk about something pretty sad, in that someone I knew passed away. Here are the circumstances this time around. Saturday in the afternoon, I heard that there was some sort of accident at a local attraction on I-Drive. It’s one of those rides where you ride high up in the air in a seated position. He was working on it while it was shut down and something happened, and boom, he died. Well, the guy happened to be a local independent wrestler, so I got to see him wrestle who knows how many times since 2004. His real name was Justin Honeycutt and his wrestling name was Ryze, and he was commonly known as The Korean Giant, as hey, he was a tall and big Korean guy. I never really talked to him but I never had a problem with him either. Many people I know on Facebook were pretty close to him and you can imagine what their reaction was. It makes me sad that this sort of thing has happened a few times away and now I wonder, who’s next? On a lighter note…
Monday the 27th, the only thing I did on that rainy day was go to Wal-Mart to look for something and then I went to the nearby barber shop to get a trim. At Wally World, there was not only the usual idiocy involving shopping carts (which happens everywhere in Florida) but also the usual idiocy involving people not having their lights on when it’s raining and not using turn signals at all (ditto). I wasn’t happy about that. Then, at the barber shop, instead of the usual ESPN fair when I’m there, the ladies who were there-none of whom I recognized-had on the trial of that child killer. Again, I have no idea why people have fascination with that garbage. Hopefully it’ll be over soon and the local media down here in central Florida will stop slobbering over it. At least my haircut was fine.
As for the rest of the week up to Friday, I was on the down low as I had other things to worry about. It’s personal stuff, you know. It’s on a “need to know” basis. I’ll just say it was stuff I needed to concentrate on. Friday, I had to go to Orlando to do something, and well… I failed. I needed to hit it out of the ballpark but it wasn’t even a home run. Sigh. I won’t go into the details; I’m fine now, though. I’ll do better the next time, I am sure of it. I can say that on the way there and back there was the expected Florida traffic, especially when it rained. It’s like clockwork, when there’s moisture on the ground, then there’s real trouble; to my complete non-shock, on the way to my destination, I saw the aftermath of a crash, with the front end of one vehicle mashed in pretty good. It wasn’t like the one time I was driving in the property of Walt Disney World earlier in the year and saw a vehicle on its roof (!), but still more than just a fender-bender. At least on this evening I had dinner with two people I knew, as one of them had their birthday on this day. They decided to go to the Uno’s in Winter Garden. It was their choice, and I was fine with it.
Speaking of cars, here’s something I wanted to mention in the last blog I did but for whatever reasons I neglected to. When I was at the Twisted Burger near Dr. Phillips having dinner the week prior, not too surprisingly I saw some nice vehicles around. You know, BMW’s and Mercedes; that isn’t too rare for this area at all. However, what is rare for me is seeing a Ferrari out in the wild. But, while I was there I saw a black Ferrari 599 in the parking lot and I parked right by it. I stared at that vehicle while eating my dinner. Soon before I got done, I saw some middle-aged dude with a goatee get in it and drive away. I was almost expecting some sort of local celebrity (such as, you know, a basketball player for the Magic or Tiger Woods) hop into the vehicle but instead it was a random dude. Anyhow, it’s a very nice vehicle (they’ve been making the 599 for the past few years now) and I was happy to see one in person.
So, Saturday made up for a boring last week of June. On that day I went for the second time to the massive Sanford Flea World to walk around and pick up some items there, and in the evening I went to the local Buffalo Wild Wings to watch the latest UFC pay per view. The night ended up leaving me feeling pretty sad, though. My drive to and from the Flea World got me pretty fired up, as I had to deal with the usual idiocy with Florida traffic. I won’t rant about it, as I’ve talk about how awful traffic is for years now. While I was there, I saw that yeah, most of the people who attend Flea World are rather trashy in nature. I at least picked up some random games and some DVD’s. I then stopped at a Firehouse Subs in nearby Lake Mary to have dinner and enjoy their Coca-Cola Freestyle machine. While I was eating dinner I saw that-ironically-some fire trucks and some cops pulled up to the nearby intersection. Once I left there and passed it, I saw that there was a fender-bender. They happen all the time around here, believe me.
While I was at the Firehouse Subs eating dinner, one of their TV’s was on a local news station and I saw a blurb about someone passing away due to an accident at a local attraction on I-Drive. I saw it but thought nothing of it. In hindsight…
I got back home from the UFC event and got on Facebook. I saw that some of my friends changed their FB pictures to someone I recognized, and that’s when I found out that the individual known as Ryze had passed away. What a downer. The show itself (at least if you ignore the fights they had on Facebook) was pretty good stuff. It exceeded expectations. What I didn’t do was watch any of the big boxing fight on the same day with those heavyweight fighters. It was heavily hyped and those fighters were pretty amusing talking trash to each other, but besides the big spectacle of it being in a big soccer stadium in Germany (and some wacky as hell entrances, which at least I did watch on YouTube after the fact), everyone-even boxing fights-said that the fight was God-awful, and given that I don’t like boxing to begin with… the UFC show in question must have been a million times better than that fight. Heck, both fighters were such drama queens that they took forever to even get into the ring, and the crowd hated the both of them before the fight even started. I’m actually starting to feel a little sorry for boxing fans for how awful, laughable, and just corrupt that sport is.
My Sunday and Monday, though… dull. Yeah, I was lazy on the 4th and didn’t go anywhere to see any fireworks. Then again, last night I was able to see fireworks off in the distance (possibly the ones from Walt Disney World, believe it or not) from where I live… along with fireworks that people were shooting off closer to home, so at least there was that.
My next blog will be posted in the afternoon of Monday, July 11th; at least between now and then I have a few things in mind as to what I will be doing.
Monday the 27th, the only thing I did on that rainy day was go to Wal-Mart to look for something and then I went to the nearby barber shop to get a trim. At Wally World, there was not only the usual idiocy involving shopping carts (which happens everywhere in Florida) but also the usual idiocy involving people not having their lights on when it’s raining and not using turn signals at all (ditto). I wasn’t happy about that. Then, at the barber shop, instead of the usual ESPN fair when I’m there, the ladies who were there-none of whom I recognized-had on the trial of that child killer. Again, I have no idea why people have fascination with that garbage. Hopefully it’ll be over soon and the local media down here in central Florida will stop slobbering over it. At least my haircut was fine.
As for the rest of the week up to Friday, I was on the down low as I had other things to worry about. It’s personal stuff, you know. It’s on a “need to know” basis. I’ll just say it was stuff I needed to concentrate on. Friday, I had to go to Orlando to do something, and well… I failed. I needed to hit it out of the ballpark but it wasn’t even a home run. Sigh. I won’t go into the details; I’m fine now, though. I’ll do better the next time, I am sure of it. I can say that on the way there and back there was the expected Florida traffic, especially when it rained. It’s like clockwork, when there’s moisture on the ground, then there’s real trouble; to my complete non-shock, on the way to my destination, I saw the aftermath of a crash, with the front end of one vehicle mashed in pretty good. It wasn’t like the one time I was driving in the property of Walt Disney World earlier in the year and saw a vehicle on its roof (!), but still more than just a fender-bender. At least on this evening I had dinner with two people I knew, as one of them had their birthday on this day. They decided to go to the Uno’s in Winter Garden. It was their choice, and I was fine with it.
Speaking of cars, here’s something I wanted to mention in the last blog I did but for whatever reasons I neglected to. When I was at the Twisted Burger near Dr. Phillips having dinner the week prior, not too surprisingly I saw some nice vehicles around. You know, BMW’s and Mercedes; that isn’t too rare for this area at all. However, what is rare for me is seeing a Ferrari out in the wild. But, while I was there I saw a black Ferrari 599 in the parking lot and I parked right by it. I stared at that vehicle while eating my dinner. Soon before I got done, I saw some middle-aged dude with a goatee get in it and drive away. I was almost expecting some sort of local celebrity (such as, you know, a basketball player for the Magic or Tiger Woods) hop into the vehicle but instead it was a random dude. Anyhow, it’s a very nice vehicle (they’ve been making the 599 for the past few years now) and I was happy to see one in person.
So, Saturday made up for a boring last week of June. On that day I went for the second time to the massive Sanford Flea World to walk around and pick up some items there, and in the evening I went to the local Buffalo Wild Wings to watch the latest UFC pay per view. The night ended up leaving me feeling pretty sad, though. My drive to and from the Flea World got me pretty fired up, as I had to deal with the usual idiocy with Florida traffic. I won’t rant about it, as I’ve talk about how awful traffic is for years now. While I was there, I saw that yeah, most of the people who attend Flea World are rather trashy in nature. I at least picked up some random games and some DVD’s. I then stopped at a Firehouse Subs in nearby Lake Mary to have dinner and enjoy their Coca-Cola Freestyle machine. While I was eating dinner I saw that-ironically-some fire trucks and some cops pulled up to the nearby intersection. Once I left there and passed it, I saw that there was a fender-bender. They happen all the time around here, believe me.
While I was at the Firehouse Subs eating dinner, one of their TV’s was on a local news station and I saw a blurb about someone passing away due to an accident at a local attraction on I-Drive. I saw it but thought nothing of it. In hindsight…
I got back home from the UFC event and got on Facebook. I saw that some of my friends changed their FB pictures to someone I recognized, and that’s when I found out that the individual known as Ryze had passed away. What a downer. The show itself (at least if you ignore the fights they had on Facebook) was pretty good stuff. It exceeded expectations. What I didn’t do was watch any of the big boxing fight on the same day with those heavyweight fighters. It was heavily hyped and those fighters were pretty amusing talking trash to each other, but besides the big spectacle of it being in a big soccer stadium in Germany (and some wacky as hell entrances, which at least I did watch on YouTube after the fact), everyone-even boxing fights-said that the fight was God-awful, and given that I don’t like boxing to begin with… the UFC show in question must have been a million times better than that fight. Heck, both fighters were such drama queens that they took forever to even get into the ring, and the crowd hated the both of them before the fight even started. I’m actually starting to feel a little sorry for boxing fans for how awful, laughable, and just corrupt that sport is.
My Sunday and Monday, though… dull. Yeah, I was lazy on the 4th and didn’t go anywhere to see any fireworks. Then again, last night I was able to see fireworks off in the distance (possibly the ones from Walt Disney World, believe it or not) from where I live… along with fireworks that people were shooting off closer to home, so at least there was that.
My next blog will be posted in the afternoon of Monday, July 11th; at least between now and then I have a few things in mind as to what I will be doing.
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