first time I saw “The Revelation” Shane Marx wrestle it blew my
was the Main Event of the very first Platinum Championship Wrestling
show I ever attended. The match was a Four-Way featuring Davey
Richards – whose name I recognized, Chip Day – who I knew from
Dragon*Con Wrestling, some other dude, and Shane Marx. The first
three guys have a certain physique. A look that says “pro
wrestler”. They’re smaller and agile-looking. They look fast and
is with a genuinely heavy heart that I tell you this will likely be
my last recap of wrestling action from the PCW Arena/Academy Theater
in Avondale Estates. It is entirely possible that this will be my
second-to-last recap of any
told you guys yesterday about PCW and how I feel about the company.
It’s tough to know it may change drastically or not even be around
soon. But we’ll jump off that bridge when we get to it. For now,
I’ve got one last night of hardcore, ass-kicking action and
surprises to talk about, so let’s do it!
I get too deep into this one I want to make it clear that I don’t
know the whole story, I don’t know any of the guys in PCW on
anything more than an acquaintance basis, and all of this is written
purely as a fan of professional wrestling. I’m not “in” with
these guys and gals and I don’t write about PCW out of anything
other than a love of the company and what it does.
didn’t know this until last Friday night, but Stephen Platinum is
technically Stephen Platinum is already gone. For the past two months
or so he has been commuting from Orlando to Atlanta every weekend for
Empire/PCW shows. Obviously that’s fucking ridiculous. Nobody could
keep that up. But it does change my perspective on what’s been
going on with Platinum Championship Wrestling the past few months.
had a ridiculous Walmart experience the other day.
let me go ahead and answer all of the smarmy, self-righteous
assclowns that are going to say, “Well, that’s what you get for
shopping at Walmart. I don’t ever
the fuck up. You can take your bag of Whole Foods organic potatoes,
your Starbucks Grande cup of Foggy Colombian Sunrise, your hemp
sandals, and your all-natural granola imported from Zaire; not to
mention your Portland microbrew, your ironic mustache, and your iPod
Shuffle full of socially responsible music – take all that, turn
those sumbithces sideways, and stick them straight up your candy ass.
saw two movies in the theater yesterday, which is a record for me.
an all-time record. I think that would be four. I used to meet up
with a buddy of mine from time to time on Fridays and we’d just go
and see a bunch of movies. I think we only hit four once, but it
happened. Now, with a family and a horrible work schedule that is
more like a form of psychological torture than an actual rotation of
shifts, I don’t even get to go and see one movie all that often.
yesterday, sensing I was more broke than King Kong Bundy’s old
recliner, the family decided it was a great day for movies and dining
struggled a bit with some of my own categories for toy reviews and
was just too lazy to change them. But now I’ve cleaned things up a
little bit so they might make a bit more sense or at least be
clearer. I have more categories, and each one is more specific so I
won’t be trying to figure out when to say what.
had been my intention that the Puppet Slam
would be the grand finale of my Dragon*Con coverage, but I have just
enough more to say to warrant another post. Not only are there a few
hours on Monday to cover, but there are a few random thoughts and
follow-up things I want to put out there.
now, two weeks after Dragon*Con ended, I’m finally wrapping things
is finally time. I have been anticipating and dreading this moment.
Anticipating because the Puppet Slam is second only to wrestling for
the level of Dragon*Con excitement it generates in me. Dreading
because I want to be sure and do it justice.
awakened Sunday morning to Rescue John and Mrs. Troublemaker vacating
the room. We had no child/pet/house sitter for Sunday night, so the
missus had to get back home to take care of business. After they left
I went back to sleep. There wasn’t crap going on Sunday morning.
that’s not really true at all. There were actually a few panels I
wouldn’t have minded seeing, but again – comfy Hilton bed. Not
only that, but comfy Hilton bed that you can actually lay in and
watch Dragon*Con TV. Which shows
back to my annual exhaustive recap of my experiences at Dragon*Con.
I’ve already covered the first couple of days as well as DCW, but
we’ve still got a couple more days and the Late Night Puppet Slam
to go. I’m hoping I can get everything wrapped up by Friday.
sum up, I’ve never gone down on Thursday. I usually go down on
Friday morning and follow a very specific game plan:
into hotel room
to Artists’ Alley
to Dealer’s Room
to Exhibitor Halls
to the Walk of Fame
drinking a lot of beer
is a good schedule of events and it works for me. I get those first
items knocked out during the initial sober hours of Con so I don’t
have to worry about them while I’m hung over or drunk or anything
else. I call it my Sober Time. I can efficiently browse through all
of the rooms that suck up all of my money and then stumble through
them the rest of the weekend at my leisure. But the initial
inspection is done.
woke up Friday morning hung over as a motherfucker.
the first time ever I am not depressed after Dragon*Con.
had a touch of the post-Con blues on Monday, but since then I have
felt absolutely revitalized, recharged, and optimistic. 2012 might
have brought the best Dragon*Con so far, and 2013 is looking even
better. But we’ll get to all that.
right now, it’s time to take a look back at all of the crazy shit
that happened at the very best gathering of dorks and dorkery
available in the world. From early Thursday evening until Monday
afternoon I immersed myself into a world of fantasy, science fiction,
comic books, wrestling, and – most importantly - fans
of those things. The only other kind of experience that I can compare
a proper visit to Dragon*Con with is a trip to Walt Disney World.
Both are utter escapes from the mundane world and both can be
they are both expensive as shit.
the first time ever I got a room for Thursday night, so this year
Dragon*Con starts a day earlier…
This was supposed to go up on Friday. It did not. Blogger does
terrible things to me sometimes. But I actually feel like that's for
the best because nobody was going to be reading my blog during
Dragon*C on proper anyway. I obviously didn't.
now I'm still in D*C coverage and I've got one last cool post to give
you before starting my recaps, which will take about ten more weeks
That's Dan on the left. No - not the puppet. That's Carl.