
“Dear Mr. Proc” is back - and with a new twist. Once in a while, The Most Electrifying Man In Pasadena, The Proc, will be going around to various advice columnists and answering the letters written to them. That way, these people can get some good advice instead of the lame crock of shit they’re going to get from Dear Abby (how old is she - 5000 now?)
I think people who write into advice columns are lame as hell. The people who are written to might be slightly less intelligent than punching yourself in the crotch. Do you know how much mail these “columnists” get, any how? “Oh - I’ve got a dire relationship/dating problem that I should talk to a close confidant or friend or family member to - but I’ll shoot ol’ Amy Alkon an e-mail and wait 8 months for my article to get printed! That’ll learn me!”
These columns survive and are pretty popular, though. So, The Proc’s decided he wants some of that action.
Today’s first question comes from the genius over at AskDog.com. Yeah, because I’d totally go to someone named “Dog” for advice. You’re going to get a long-winded response with a lot of “hey brah’s” in it - or you’re headed to a bonfire on Huntington Beach. Either way, it’s a big no.
I came out of a long-term relationship a couple of months ago and I’m having a rough time getting over her. She wanted to move on, I wanted much more!
I can’t bring myself to enjoy things we used to do together: fondues, Seinfeld reruns, certain music and things like that. It just makes me sad as it brings back memories.
How do I get over my ex-girlfriend? I feel more and more stuck and pathetic!
Help!
Easy peasy, my friend. There’s this cool website called Craigslist. And, on Craigslist, there’s a section called Erotic Services. Just go on there, find a chick for a decent rate in your neighborhood, and PAY her to have a fondue Seinfeld fun-filled evening. She can’t say no - `cause she’s a whore! Who knows? You might get a little “Yada, yada, yada” of your own! Or anal for an extra $200. Jenny (or whatever her name was) who? I thought so.
DEAR ABBY: I have been in a long-distance relationship with my girlfriend, “Elli,” for two years. We haven’t seen each other for almost six months, and now she has decided she wants time apart.
(From “Dear Abby on Yahoo! News“, September 8th, 2008)
Are you a fucking idiot? She’s totally banging some other dude (or possibly a chick, these days). If she wants “time apart” when you haven’t seen her face in 6 months, all of your man alarms and whistles should be going off as loud as air raid sirens.
If one of your friends who you haven’t seen in 6 months calls you up and said “Dude, I think we need some space..” - you’d pretty much think “This guy doesn’t want to hang out with me”.
Wake up, assclown. She’s gettin’ it on with some guy who says he’s from Sweden but only seems to have a Swedish accent when he’s drunk and walks around the night club selling cigarettes for Camel as the only trade he plies, with his 1985 big hair and lame ass t-shirt with skulls on it.
Fuck that noise.
Stay tuned for another edition of “Dear Mr. Proc” soon!
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Well, I’ve finally figured out why I got a phone call from Mickey Rourke’s agent about 4 or 5 years. I was hoping it was because Mickey was making another “9 1/2 Weeks” movie and needed some sexual pointers - but - nope - his agent called me to talk pro-wrestling (as I was a promoter at the time).
I guess Mickey was trying to research a role - cause - lo and behold - look what was in the LA Times the other day:
In Toronto, Fox Searchlight pins ‘The Wrestler’
The
specialty division pays a reputed $4 million to $5 million to
distribute the film in which Mickey Rourke plays a broken-down fighter.
By PATRICK GOLDSTEIN
September 9, 2008
TORONTO — INDEPENDENT film may be grappling with an inability to
perform at the box office, but that didn’t stop “The Wrestler” from
inspiring an all-night bidding war after it screened at the Toronto
International Film Festival on Sunday night.
Fox Searchlight ended up buying the U.S distribution rights to the
Darren Aronofsky film, which had already won the prestigious Golden
Lion prize at last week’s Venice Film Festival. The movie, which
features a riveting performance from Mickey Rourke as an over-the-hill
wrestler, was considered the hottest potential buy at the festival.
Searchlight chief Peter Rice was not available for comment, but rival
bidders say the sale was completed in the wee hours Monday morning,
with the film going for a purchase price in the $4-million to
$5-million range.
Sony Pictures and Lionsgate were also leading bidders, but
Searchlight, which has emerged in recent years as the specialty world’s
leading marketing and distribution entity, came away with the prize. It
is expected that Searchlight will release the film later this year, at
least in L.A. and New York for an Academy Award qualifying run. The
sale gives Searchlight two of the top attractions here: The company
recently took over U.S. marketing and distribution for Danny Boyle’s
“Slumdog Millionaire,” the surprise hit of the recent Telluride Film
Festival, which Searchlight will release Nov. 28. The studio shares the
film with Warner Bros., which didn’t have enough space on its schedule
or passion for the project. In “The Wrestler,” Rourke is an
over-the-hill fighter whose best days are way behind him. With his
shoulder-length, dirty-blond curls, a fake tan and a scarred body
bulked up on cheap steroids, he looks less like Gorgeous George than
the dissolute leader of an ’80s hair band gone to seed. The movie is
loaded with cheesy ’80s rock (think Ratt, Poison or Mötley Crüe), which
blares out of Rourke’s dinged-up van and the strip club where his
friend Cassidy (Marisa Tomei) works as a pole dancer.
Sounds like a decent flick. Might check it out. The only movie I’ve ever seen which was even realistic about the wrestling biz was the documentary, “Beyond The Mat” - which I still recommend you pick up and rent today, even though a lot of the stuff going on in the business at the time isn’t going on anymore. That film accurately displayed wrestling at the height of its 2nd Golden Age and showed just how hard it is to stay around that business.
No wonder some of us get into politics after our tenure in those smoky arenas on the independent wrestling scene. Politics is a piece of cake compared to it.
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Some people in my party are all pissed at Ownedbama after his little “lipstick on a pig” quip.
Calm down, Grand Old Proctormaniacs. I think this is what Barack meant to say:
“You can’t put lipstick on a pig. But if I’m elected - the Democrats will be in charge, so, we’ll make sure you can marry one.”
(Turns out my boy McCain made a similar comment about Hillary. Oh well, I’m running for CITY COUNCIL!)
UDPATE: The fish wrap comment. Well, let’s put it this way, all you peeps who get pissed at me calling Madison a “douchebag” - really shouldn’t any more.
Hey - the uglier this election gets, the more it benefits a guy like me
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Speaking of November’s election, you should really consider voting for Brian Fuller - who is running against Fat Tony in the 44th Assembly District.
Brian’s a local guy, he’s the kind of dude that you can feel comfortable talking to. He comes off as really honest and really does want to fight for reform in this area - especially when it comes to gerrymandering, which creates gridlock and doesn’t end up benefitting anyone - Republican or Democrat. He’s got The Proc’s vote, that’s for sure.
Check out his amazing results on the “Political Courage Test“!
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If I was still drinking, I’d be drunk after Dormitas’ City Council review. Thanks, City Council Drinking Game. Patting the ass of West Pasadena? Take seventeen shots.
Looks like our fearful leaders are at it again - throwing caution (and our money) into the wind and spending our money so people in Linda Vista can continue enjoying the Pasadena Way.
Guess we know where everyone’s priorities are. Even my future opponent, Victor Gordo, thinks that the people in Linda Vista are gonna let us District Fivers come and play over there. Bullshit, I say. You know who Gordo reminds me of?

Bebop from the Ninja Turtles. Seriously. The not-so bright fucking henchman. Maserati Madison is Shredder. The people of District 6 are Krang.
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Be seeing you,
- AP