Entry #58 Sunday, Feb 27th, 2005. Don't call it a comeback. I been here for years. I know, I know, I know. It's been forever since I did a new Chronicle, so I might be out of practice, but anyway, here we go. First of all, one of the main things keeping me so preoccupied lately is that I bought myself a new house, appropriately dubbed "Hurricane Manor." And as any homeowner will tell you, buying a house is a process! And a sometimes painful one at that. Not to mention, that I am a bachelor in every sense of the word and me trying to decorate a house has been a comedy of errors from top to bottom. Hell, I didn't even get a stove until about 5 months in. I can't cook, so I really didn't feel like it was too imperative to get one. And in all actuality, I really just bought it to fill in the hole in my kitchen where the stove is supposed to go. And that was that. Only one problem with the house is that it may or may not be haunted. I'm not sure yet if it's just an overactive imagination or legit paranormal activity, but I have been "scurred" on a couple of occasions. For example, one time I was watching TV in my bonus room. Now in this bonus room, there are two little hobbit-esqe doors that lead to a little storage area, kinda like an attic area, just not at the top of the house. So anyway, there I am, just minding my own business, when one of these doors slowly opens, hangs for a second, then slowly closes. And I'm thinking, "Well that's just great!" So my brainiac solution to the problem is to just stack boxes up against the door, which I did, but in retrospect, I think that I may have just trapped the ghost inside the house. My reason for thinking that is, that a couple of days later, I'm asleep in my bed, again just minding my own business, when my bedroom door pops open! Now this startled the hell out of me and my inner redneck, the one I've tried so hard to contain, comes to life! And like any good southern boy, I have a little artillery in my house, so now I'm all F.B.I. running around, doing forward monkey flips, ducking behind boxes, looking for someone in my house! And of course there is no one there. Apparently my ghost got jokes! Well at least he/she whatever is a good ghost and not going all Poltergeist on me, so I guess there is a positive there. But all in all, the house itself is beautiful and I really like it, but not as much as my latest toy . . . get ready for this . . . The HurriCycle! Yeah baby! A little back story on how this came about is in order as well. Now it's important you know that as a kid growing up, as a teen, and even in my early 20's, I had never ridden a motorcycle. It wasn't until the introduction on WWE TV of the original HurriCycle that I actually had the opportunity to ride a bike. It's a very unknown story, but when Vince McMahon came up to me and said, "Hurricane, can you ride this thing?" I looked him dead in his eye and lied my ass off. I said, "Yup!" And as soon as he was gone. I said, "Somebody teach me how to ride this thing!" Now to me, it wasn't a lie, because I knew that I could figure out how to ride the thing, I just needed a little instruction that's all. Not to mention that this particular HurriCycle had a sidecar, the thing that Mighty Molly sat in, and those sidecars make it into a three-wheeler and therefore a lot easier to balance and things like that. So I learned how to ride it in a couple of hours and had a lot of fun with it on the show and Vince was happy so it all worked out in the end. A funny little note to add here is that while I was out practicing in the parking lot Mick Foley pulls up. I asked him did he want to ride and being the roller coaster junkie that he is he agreed. So he squeezes in the sidecar and asked me how long I'd been riding for. Without even looking at him, I reply, "Today is my first day," and I took off. LOL I never looked at Mick to see his reaction, but I'm sure even the Hardcore Icon that he is had to be slightly worried for at least a nanosecond or two. But anyway, back to the story at hand, a buddy of mine, known in our circles as Jim Shady, talked me into trying to learn how to ride a bike without the sidecar. He kept encouraging me to give it a try and telling me that once I got the hang of it that I would love it, and boy was he right! Riding a bike gives you a sense of freedom that is hard to put into words and until you actually do it, it will be hard to understand what I mean. But if you can, take my word for it, it really is a lot of fun! Now he taught me on his bike and on a friend of his, but of course it wasn't long before I wanted my own bike! And I guess I should add here that I'm talking about Harley Davidson's, not crotch rockets. Those bikes are cool I guess, just not my style. I am at one with the HD! So I ended up getting a V-Rod and customizing it into a legit HurriCycle. It is a really beautiful bike and modesty aside one of the best V-Rods that I've seen. Look for pics of it in my personal photo section. Another notable thing lately was the trip that myself, Ric Flair, Val Venis, Chris Benoit, Lita & Trish took to the Middle East to visit the troops. I can't even begin to tell you what that trip did to me in terms of the love I have for my country and for the men and women serving in our Military. It was a humbling experience and one of the most rewarding things I've ever been a part of. The WWE has provided me with some great opportunities in my life and this has to be one of the best. To all our troops over there, my hat (or should I say cape and mask) is off to you, because to me it doesn't matter "why" you are over there, the reality is that you "are" over there and until you come home you have my full support and loyalty! And finally before I end this I want to give a plug to Matt Hardy's new website, TheMattHardy.com. It's a good outlet for Matt's voice and for Matt fans to talk about all things concerning the "Sensei." And with that being said, I leave you with this, "Loyalty is an invaluable commodity, that once spent, can never be replaced." That's all for now, until next time, Stay cool. |
