This weekend has been a real trip. I left the whole in a ground known to most as Jacksonville, NC and whent to Fayettville. For those of you who are wondering "Grifter, WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN!" relax, I've been busy watching my new Flash the series dvds and learning pro wrestling. Yes, professional wrestling. It's something that I wanted to do at an earlier age but I had to make some survival decisions at that age that prevented me from attending to my dreams. I was that kid that didn't know what he wanted to be when he grew up. But I've been training with a former WCW star who is by far one of the best showman around. The crowd loves him eveywhere we go, it's uncanny. I've been training with him since November, it's been a rush. -More on that later, back to action- I got hooked up at a motel six and on Saturday, took of for local show. The first few shows where alright, local talent that put on a decent show. Then a bomb dropped. Some guys no-showed. Then they ask me to gear up and go out. If I where a lesser man, I'd crap myself. But pride and a light breakfast saved me that embarresment. I thought it was a rib until they said they where serious. With nerves rattling I geared up and whent out, had my brains beaten in and came back, it was a great time! Here's the real kicker: afterwards, they told me it was a TV taping! I waited until I got home to crap. But they all said it was a great spot, so I'm happy about that. Lessons learned: 1) Never wrestle in a mask you've never used before. 2) It's not a good idea to wrestle when you can't see. especially when your in the ring with a team called Bodily Harm.