Rolling Stones Gather No Moss - they just rock!

It's Tuesday night and I'm getting ready for work. Back on 3rd tonite. It should be slow though. I worked 2nd last night - and it was so boring. I did see a few old friends - and I saw one of the guys that I talked about in my last post as well. He didn't know I'd be working that shift - and didn't see me until he came to the register. Talk about embarrassed. LMAO! But I assured him that I hadn't told anyone and it was OK. He made excuses about being drunk and caught up in the moment, etc.. I told him not to worry about it - and he left, but I did yell at him on the way to out to tell his friend, "What up?" for me. He turned red again, smiled and scurried out the door.

Yeah - I know I'm an ass sometimes, but I have to have fun when I can.

Got another edition of "Six Minutes" finished and posted today. It should be up at www.wrestle-zone.co.uk before long. Right now, the plans for the Wrestling HQ website are to have it up and running hopefully by Saturday, October 1... I've been working on TV and PPV archives and wrestler stats. So far, so good. I hope we can get this bad mama-jama up and going on time.

My brother was here around the homestead all day. Steve is 10 years older than me and an ass. He's also a bad drunk and he was reeking of cheap beer. I really don't like being around him that much.. and especially when he's lit like he was. My niece, "the demon spawn" came over after school and we did some match homework. What fun! But I think Steve kind of freaked her out. I used to drink, but I tried not to drink much around the kids because I didn't want them exposed to such B.S. Trust my "beloved brother" to do the opposite. And Morgan, my niece, came by to pick up Dalian. Steve made some kind of sick comment - that luckily, I don't think Morgan heard - or if she did, she didn't acknowledge. Smart girl. Steve may be my brother, but he just makes me sick sometimes. I hate to admit that we're even related.

The relationship with D. is still up and down - we're talking every day for a few minutes here and there, and I had him run me down to Mickey D's a couple of nights ago - which was cool. But it's not what it was. I told him about the guys in the store and he made a sick comment about 'fags"... Hey, wait a second. I don't think he can talk anymore..lol. He quickly caught himself and apologized, but the damage was done. Yeah - I think the fire is going fast.

Pa has finally gotten the message - or so it seems. He's been by the store several times with his hoodlum friends while I'm working, but he doesn't even come in anymore, or if he does, it's just a
"What up with ya?" and that's all. I won't give into him on anything anymore - and he just doesn't like it. Good riddance to him.

Pam and Angel (from work) have agreed to be witnesses for me and my DWI hearing. Tian is acting reluctant, but I'll ask her again tomorrow and she'll probably do it. And then the mother-figure can round it out as my alternate and I'll get this bad mama-jama mailed off. I hope this works - I'd hate to think I've been behaving myself for so long and its to no avail. Well. I don't drink anymore and I sure as hell don't drive - so this should all work out for me. I sure hope so.

I guess that's enough of this for one night. Time to finish getting ready for work - plus I may type up a few more wrestler stats before I go too. Only about 40 pages to go. Oh vey! *sighs*

Until the next time, be good to everyone - and rock on!
-Doug