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December 2nd
Well, Thanksgiving has come and gone and now Christmas is just around the corner. I hope that each and everyone of you had a wonderful holiday. I personally know that I did. There wasn’t many very interesting things about it, but there were two that I think you are going to enjoy.
As we all know on the holidays family and friends get together and it doesn’t take long for a house to be packed full of people. My house is no exception, there were times that I barely had room to move while I was cooking. LOL My meal was coming along great, I had just taken the turkey out of the oven to let it rest. I turned back around to check my potatoes and sure enough right on time they were ready to be drained and then mashed.
Obviously, with all of the burners on the stove top and the oven on the handles on my pan were going to be hot. So, naturally I grabbed one of my many tea towels to use as a pot holder. Something that I have done hundreds if not thousands of times. This time, however, it didn’t work out as planned. When I picked up the pot the bottom of the towel caught fire. I didn’t notice it at first.
In fact I didn’t notice it until I turned around in a kitchen filled with people. Once I turned around, the flames were all ready going up the towel to my hand and my arm. There was someone standing in front of the sink so I couldn’t go there. I was stuck in the middle of the kitchen holding this damn pot as the flames were going higher and higher up my damn arm. Finally I noticed an empty spot on the table and sat the pot down and got the fire put out.
Fortunately, my hand wasn’t burned bad, just enough to be annoying. I am also damn glad I have a high thresh hold for pain and didn’t throw or drop the pot. Had I done that god only knows who would have been burned by the scalding water. Either way though, the fire was out and my Thanksgiving dinner went on as planned and was absolutely delicious.
The second bit of excitement came when I called my Mother later in the evening. Now, as much as I love the holidays there are some ways that they fucking disgust me. I can’t stand hypocrites and hypocritical people and I think that the holidays have a wonderful way of bringing the hypocrite out in most people. I know, I know someone is going to say that it isn’t being hypocritical, it’s the holiday season and we are supposed to forgive everyone that has wronged us and show good will.
I personally call bullshit. I think that around the holidays you get a bunch of hypocritical assholes that get together and act like they like each other and care about each other; when during the rest of the year they sit around and talk shit about everyone. If these people truly cared about each other maybe they would keep in touch more than once or twice a year. I mean we have cell phones, home phones, email, face book, myspace, and if none of that works a good old fashioned pen and paper will do the trick. Either way, we have numerous ways to keep in touch with one another.
So not only do these hypocrites not care enough to keep in touch. They spend all year trashing and talking shit on the people that they supposedly care about. This does not apply to everyone, but I do think that we all have at least one or two people like this in our list of family and friends that join us on the holidays.
Now, since people like that disgust me, I refuse to be like that. If I despise you all year long, I despise you on the holidays as well. Actually I despise you even more on the holidays because chances are, if you are one of those people you are trying to be nice to me and probably expect me to be nice to you just because it is a holiday. I don’t work that way. One such person like that in my life is my only sibling, my sister Ashley.
I am using the term sister very lightly. Personally, I wish that she would just drop of the face of the earth. Anyway, back to calling my Mother. Turns out that for the first time in months Ashley, or Slutley as I like to call her, was at my Mother’s acting like she gave a damn.
My Mother being the smart ass that she is and knowing how much I wish Slutley would just fall off of the earth handed the scunt the phone. Don’t worry though, in the holiday spirit I tried to be nice. I simply said, “Happy Thanksgiving, and now go fuck your self and stay the fuck away from my daughter and myself.”
Yeah sure, that may sound a little harsh, but years ago Slutley threw a tantrum and told my daughter and I that she didn’t want anything to do with either of us. Personally, I was ok with that and was all for it. However, this year my sister rekindled old flames and pissed me off all over again by sending Jezabel a card and trying to play the role of an aunt. Hell, the dumb bitch can’t even be a mother to her own two kids and she thinks I am going to let her around my little girl.
I bust my ass to make sure that my princess doesn’t have to be around trash like my sister and she thought I was going to let her be a part of Jezabel’s life. Just to give you an idea of how bad she is. She has two kids, she has no clue who the father is to her son and she has a little girl that had diaper rash so bad that her skin was almost black. Now she has two kids that she doesn’t want and has now separated them. She took her son away from her daughter and is trying to talk people into taking custody of the boy.
She bounces from guy to guy to guy to guy. Well, lets just say that I know hookers that haven’t been around the block as Slutley has. LMFAO The only reason why the cunt shows up on the holidays is to see what people give her. She plays the whole feel bad for me horse shit and expects everything to be given to her. Hell I was told that before she left on Thanksgiving she took shampoo, shoes, cigarettes, and tried to talk my Mother into giving her over $100.00 for the fines that she got.
Actually fuck it, I have already wasted more of our time ranting about the scunt than what I should have. My main point here is that yes, the holidays can be great and they usually are, I just hate the hypocritical fucks that try to ruin the holidays and expect you to kiss their ass just because it’s a holiday.
The MWA show in Parkersburg was great as always. I went in to the show to beat the shit out of Mike Howerton and become the Heavy Weight Champion. Things were working in my favor too. I almost had Mike beat when the Death Stars decided to stick their noses in my business. They attacked me and Howerton both. Due to the interference I was unable to win the Heavy Weight belt. On the flip side of that though, I did one thing that I never in my life time thought I would do.
Howerton and The Snakeman have joined forces to beat the Death Stars. Now, due to the fact that Howerton had won the Tag Team Championship before his partner retired I am now one half of the MWA Tag Team Champions. I don’t know how long Howerton and I are going to be able to function as a team; however, I know that we are going to find out. If nothing else Howerton and I are going to be around long enough to make the Death Star’s lives a living hell!!!!
No big surprise here, but I got a new tattoo. I headed down to Ashen 18 in Parkersburg to see Randal. He did a great fucking job. I now have a beautiful green cobra on my left shoulder. Once it is healed I will share pictures with you. I’m sure most of you already know that there was a brown natural looking cobra on my shoulder, but not now. Randal did a complete cover up and it looks fucking awesome!!!!! I like the fact that now it is bright, bold, and stands out. It is definitely more me!!!!
Great tattoo artists are hard to find, they truly are. Most of the “artists” that you are going to find don’t give a shit about the work that they do they just care about the money that they get from their clients. I like body art. I like it a lot. I see a lot of shitty work done on a lot of people. I don’t know what is going through people’s heads when they get shitty work done. I don’t know if they don’t care or may be they don’t know any better, or may be it is just plain fucking stupidity.
I mean seriously a tattoo is fucking permanent. Would it really be that hard to put some thought into getting a tattoo. Don’t get a generic piece that is meaningless. Find a great artist like Randal at Ashen 18 in Parkersburg that can and will make you a completely custom piece of art. Hell, even if you don’t have a meaning behind it you will be more proud of a custom piece of art work than you would some generic thing that everybody and their brother has.
I would also love to know why in the fuck people like to shop around from one shop to another shop searching for the lowest prices that they can find. Are people too stupid to realize that when it comes to some things you truly get what you pay for? Don’t get me wrong, Randal and Ashen 18 are very fair with their prices in my opinion and I know that once in a while Randal will run specials, just when he does you are still getting top notch work done by a top notch artist. Sometimes he is cheaper and sometimes he probably isn’t; it just all depends on the piece that you want.
Yes, I stand by Randal and Ashen 18 and I always will. It is a great shop with outstanding artists. I have told you on more than one occasion about how great his art is. In the past two years he has done a portrait of my daughter, the cobra on my shoulder, and Randal has started one helluva piece on my back. There is a lot more work to do to my back, I guess it is only about half done may be a little more, but none the less, it already looks fantastic and I can’t wait to see how great it looks when it is finished. Randal also has done a beautiful back piece on Danielle’s lower back and has recently started another back piece on her shoulders.
Putting the art aside for a second. I think that cleanliness is just as important as the quality of the work. Randal and Ashen 18 is by far one of the cleanest if not the cleanest shop I have ever seen. I have personally seen the sterilization room where they sterilize the tubes with an autoclave and some other device that I can’t remember what its called.
Hell, Randall and Ashen 18 also use the one time use tubes. I have never seen one time use tubes (the part of the gun the artist holds onto) until I met Randal. They come in pre-sterilized wrappers just like the syringes at the hospital. The needles are also of course only used one time and one time only. They also come pre-sterilized and are disposed of in one of the medical containers you see at the hospitals.
So yeah, not only is the art work fucking outstanding you don’t have to worry about the equipment not being safe or getting a disease. No matter how you look at it, Ashen 18 is the greatest tattoo shop in the Mid-Ohio Valley hands down. I will never go any where else and I am looking forward to my back being finished and having the art that he hasn’t done redone by Randal so that I can brag about all of my work being done by my friend Randal Hupp.
Something else that you can enjoy while you are getting your art work done is Randal’s company. This isn’t just a job for him this is his life. Tattooing is one of the oldest professions in the world and Randal is proud to carry on with the tradition of being a tattoo artist and living the life of a true tattoo artist. One of the best quality’s about his personality is the way he listens if you want to talk about a problem. I know that Randal is one of the few people that I trust enough to talk with when I am having a bad day. Not only does he offer great advise when he can, he doesn’t repeat what you tell him. Randal has seen me on top of the world and he has seen be at the bottom. Randal may have started out as being my artist, but now he is much, much more than that. Now I can proudly say that Randal is my friend.
If any of you are even considering getting a tattoo by all means check out Randal and Ashen 18 you won’t be disappointed. I give you my word on that. You will be treated like a person and not just an opportunity to make some cash. You will be treated fairly and with respect, something that the other shops in the area have forgotten about.
Until next time,
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