- Percy Pringle III - Paul Bearer
- Since 2005, and over 800 entries, the orginal purpose of this BLOG has never changed. I consider it to be a personal letter from me to my extended family of fans, supporters, and friends. I ALWAYS encourage your emails, comments, suggestions, and questions. Be Blessed! ~Percy
Thursday, February 24, 2005
I am certain that you dog lovers out there can appreciate that today our family is celebrating the 2nd birthday of our male Dachshund, Oscar. In the photo above, he is the red one on the right. We bought Oscar on April 9, 2003 to replace our Chinese Pug "Pugsley," who was 13 years old when we had him euthanized, coincidentally two years ago tomorrow. We decided on the Dachshund breed after realizing that no other pug could replace our departed "Pugsley." Oscar became a part of the family so quickly that we bought him a girlfriend "Conecuh." They eventually had a family of their own this past summer, as 4 female puppies were born. We kept the first born, and named her "Vienna." Needless to say, the three of them are just like my own kids and granddaughter. You mess with my dogs, you are walking on the fighting side of me.
I went to the bookstore a couple of days ago, and caught up on some of the new wrestling releases. I do that about 5 or 6 times a year. I pride myself on my wrestling library. I am currently reading Harley Race's autobiography.
I guess no news is good news, as they say. Things are fairly quiet around here. As my 'ol buddy Jim Ross says, "...business is getting ready to pick up", as we draw closer to our Annual Gulf Coast Wrestler's Reunion next week.
Sunday, February 20, 2005
Friday, February 18, 2005
Tuesday, February 15, 2005
"The Possum" George Jones
Well, it's that time again! Another Possum Day is around the corner. My Country music idol George Jones will be appearing at The Biloxi Grand Casino this Friday and Saturday evening. Do you think I will be there?
Dianna has been in South Carolina for almost a week now. She is visiting her sister, for her niece's wedding, which took place yesterday. Valentines Day, Romantic... huh? She'll be home tomorrow, as you can be sure she will not allow me to go see George all by my lonesome.
My sister, Joan Marie, underwent knee replacement surgery yesterday. She is doing well. Unfortunately she will miss this The Possum this time around, as she always goes with us. She has been plagued with knee problems for years, and now will be able to run to the next concert. Bless her heart.
My Aunt, who is my Mom's sister, fell in her bathroom on Sunday morning at 2am. She was unable to get to a telephone, and was on the floor for 6 hours. My Mom started worrying about her, since they talk every morning. She lives close to me, so my son and I went over, and couldn't get an answer at her door. To make a long story short, she broke her leg (femur), and is in surgery as I type this morning. She will be 75 years old next week.
Speaking of 75. It was 75 degrees here yesterday, and going to be another warm one today. It feels like Springtime! Just a little over two weeks to go to The Gulf Coast Wrestler's Reunion. My dear Webmaster and friend Kurt Nielsen, is coming in for the Reunion. I can't wait to give him the grand tour of the Gulf Coast. Boy is he in for a culture shock from his California lifestyle.
Until next time, take care my friends.
Thursday, February 10, 2005
Friday, February 04, 2005
I had two unique wrestling experiences last night on the streets of Mobile, from two boys about 10 or 11 years old. The first one came up to me asking for an autograph, and told me how much he enjoyed watching 'Taker and myself take the WWF title from Hulk Hogan. That caught me completely by surprise, and I told him that he couldn't have seen it because he wasn't even born then. His response was, "Paul you know we can get DVDs now." Stupid me. LOL
The second young man came up to me later in the evening and asked, "Paul... is The Undertaker a face or a heel these days?" I couldn't find the words to respond to him. I just smiled and he walked away. Folks ask me if our business has changed. Please...
I was reading the newspaper this morning and realized that I had forgotten that a few days ago, January 28th, was the anniversary of the Space Shuttle Challenger disaster in 1986. I vividly remember that day. I pulled into the parking lot of The Sportatorium in Dallas to pick up my paycheck. Gino Hernandez pulled up next to me in his corvette at the same time. He asked if I was listening to the radio. I wasn't, I had a George Jones tape in at the time. Then he told me about the accident. We both went inside, and gathered around a little TV in Bronko Lubich's office and watched the newscast. That was the last time I saw Gino alive, as he was found dead two days later.
Well... it's treadmill time, and another big parade this evening. I wish you all a fine weekend.
Take care, my friends.
Tuesday, February 01, 2005
There were two Mardi Gras parades last night. Even though it was sprinkling, we decided to trek downtown anyway. Dianna and I watched the festivities from the warm comfort of my SUV, while Daniel did his usual thing of trolling for Gulf Coast beauties. Afterwards, at Daniel's insistence, we had dinner at a local restaurant where he is employed. I think the real reason was to prove to his fellow employees, that he wasn't lying when he told them who his Daddy was.
The weather today isn't any better, in fact I think it may be colder outside. I just went out and got the mail, and dragged the garbage can up the driveway. As I walked through the garage, I passed my treadmill. It seemed to be saying, "Hey Fatman! You're not gonna' walk with me today?" I have been doing really good with my exercise. I haven't missed a day on the treadmill in about two weeks. Even if I think about it, I start to feel guilty, just like I am right now. Hey... it's only 11 am, we still have an entire day to go.
It just might be a good day to spend right here in my office. It is the first of the month, and I do need to make some phone calls and answer a few emails. The website needs a bit of attention too. I'm trying to come up with something halfway interesting for the STORYTIME section; and it's time to add a new member to my personal HALL OF FAME.
I recently learned that I have the honor of presenting Sir Oliver Humperdink with his award this year at The Cauliflower Alley Club Banquet in Las Vegas. Managers in our industry have been a dying breed for several years now. As one of the dinosaurs of the genre, I am proud as hell to be a part of saluting one of my peers.
Well, I hear our sausage dogs in another part of the house raising hell. I'm sure they want to go outside. I better go check on them, as Dianna bowls on Tuesdays. By God, I just realized I have the entire house to myself! I'm Home Alone! Ohhhhh.........YYYeessssssss! Let's see how much I get done now. Hee..hee...
Take care, my friends.