((He flew in this morning on coach...in-between a Caucasian man who was 200-pounds overweight, and an old woman who smelled of moth balls. The fat man on his left slept most of the way, and so he had that to be thankful for...despite the lack of an arm rest on that side. However, the senior citizen on his right hadn't been quite as compatible with him. For the first thirty-minutes it was, my grandson this and my grandson that. And sure he smiled and nodded and put on the appearance of someone who cared, but he felt like driving a pencil into his ear drums with every little story she unraveled.))

(("So what about your family?" she'd finally asked him just as he thought it'd never end. "They're dead...they're all dead now." came his response and while it sounded, at least in his ears, like a simple response to the question...she did get real quiet after that.))

((He spent the rest of the trip plugged into a pair of earphones flipping from channel to channel in search of something decent. He'd finally settled on silence, but left the earphones on all the same...))

((He never knew where to go to cut an interview when he was in other places...especially New York. Every major landmark in New York had been over used, and so he'd decided on using the backdrop of the Hamptons...which really wasn't in New York City, far from it, but his friend was out of town and who could turn down a hot tub with a view of the beach?))

((Currently he was standing amongst stainless steel and marble fixtures...a wine glass of red before him on the counter.))

November: Nah...I'm not going to rag on my old agent anymore...I mean it wasn't his fault he couldn't handle more then one client at a time. That he didn't know how to take a nobody like me and at least get me a contract...hell an announcers gig even. He's a busy man after all. Why with him running the Charms careers one at a time, and listening to Black at every chance he gets...yeah I'd say he's swamped. 

((There's a hidden message there that will most likely not find it's mark. The reference to the Pearl Jam single is not it at all. But if you start with "k" and carry it out from there...well it's the best he has...))

So alright your agent is off the hook...I only brought him up because it was just shallow enough for you to make a big stink about. I could have easily brought up hair, music, the west coast, driving directions, Peter Pan, or how I feel about the Angel's miracle season, all which are shallow things, but then it would have felt less personal, trivial almost, because who hasn't went a round with a Charm or two on one of those topics?

Yeah, my thoughts exactly.

I suppose I should comment on the whole 'wrestling not my strong point' jab though. Yeah, you're probably right about that, but then again YOU lost to ME. So what's that say about your mad skills?

((He's showing too much of the old him he knows, but he's already had two-glasses of wine, and can't quite put on the act of being someone else. His whole life he was taught to speak like them, look like them, act like them...He's decided to move away from Twenty-One now...because then it'd just get worse.))

Joseph...you're really starting to disappoint me here. Not so much because any of the points you made were bad, but because they're all wrong. Now if I had called you the next Notch or Thunderwolf...then yeah you would have made a good point, but I never called you the next anything. I said you were trying to be...which is way, way, way, different then actually being. Also if I had said you were ripping off the Notch's cliches...again you would have had me, but you see Joseph...I never said that either. In fact what I said was that you were ripping off his style. Really go back and listen to it all...it's all right there...ah never mind I'll just repeat it for you.

"I don't want to see the cliché machine that you ripped off of The Notch."

Note that I didn't say I don't want to see the cliché's that you ripped off The Notch...I said I don't want to see the "cliché machine" that you ripped off the, Notch. Which was a metaphor for the way he throws out cliché after cliché, but of course you wouldn't get that because you just haven't quite matured yet. And oh yeah...though I could go through your entire promo and rip every single word apart like I've been doing in the AOWF since 1997 A.D...I think I'll just focus in on this last topic.

"...let’s go back to the part where you’ve got nothing better to do than listen to what I have to say and twist it around on me."

Well no shit Joseph...that's my job...it's what I do. I watch your tapes, comment on them, and then get in the ring and wrestle. It's what we all do...because if you haven't noticed that quote was yours, and it was said after you "listened to what I had to say" and then tried to "twist it around on me." Your logic astounds me. As does you calling anyone who makes you look bad by taking your "quotes" and making them the focus of their interview...a mold of another. That was a bit of a stretch Joseph...even for you. 

Now normally I'd let that comment hang as it was because it speaks volumes, but then you wouldn't get it so let me give you some abc logic.

A...I've been a part of this "community" sine 1997...speaking this same way...quoting this same way...acting this same way.

B...Angelus didn't show his youthful face around the AOWF until 1999...Psychoduck? Not until 2001.

C...How could I be molding myself after anyone, especially them, if I were here first?

You and your SWA logic...simply amazing. By the way...whoever said I didn't like kids? I have one of my own at home...off camera...where she belongs.

((That flowed out a bit better then he would have liked...too much emphasis on the this and not enough on the that...He shrugs because it'll still get the message through, and drops his hands down on either side of the wine glass...))

One last snippet of a thought, well a couple actually, and these are directed at, Diablo. First of all, you need to go back to school and work on that grammer. Secondly, I really don't think you deserve a shot at the W4F TV title let alone the JWA Television title. Thirdly, the JWA Hierarchy has seen fit to give you a shot at the title anyways. And lastly if you have anything more to say to me do it in front of an NoA camera...because I'd rather not waste my time with you here as well. 

((A little hot tub action, turn in early, and he'll be good to go for tomorrow...and God bless those Cardinals...both of them.))

((black...))