There’s this crazy ass kid I know. His name is Alex. Alex Hluch. My spell check and google hate his last name. I met him back in 2006 when I was working at UCLA Medical Center. We were patient escorts. We were the best patient escorts. We also happened to be goofy as hell.
I was hired so that he could change shifts for school or something (yes, that's me with the tacky spiked hair). I had seen him but had not talked to him that much. One day we had a call and a nurse was being rather bitchy. After he told her “Thank you. God bless” the elevator door closed and he proceeded to give her the DX crotch chop. “Wrestling fan?” I asked him. He was.
We started talking more and more and it turned out that he was cool as hell and the smartest 19 year old I knew. I was like 26 or maybe 27 and believed that people his age were half retarded and only concerned with getting money or fucking. Yes, Alex has his girls he would face rape if he could but he also happens to be one of the most upstanding people I know. He doesn’t bullshit you. With his girlish figure and baby blue eyes you’d think he would be totally different than he actually is.
He loves movies, comic books, and music. His tastes are all over the damned place. And as I mentioned, he is a huge fan or wrestling. Or he used to be. Wrestling has been sucking for years now and it was one of the reasons we started Living Room Wrestling. One day we were sitting in my apartment and started talking about making our own company. He created The White Shadow while I had Season Premiere. We made videos blasting each other back and forth. He teamed with Hector Con Carne to create the tag team White Meat. Good times.
One time we went to see the movie “Teeth.” I told him that this movie was traumatizing as hell but he didn’t believe me. He ended up balled up in the seat next to me whining. When we got back to my place I shot a video of us discussing everything from movies, porn, to zombie dancing. I miss seeing this fool.
He’s back in Ohio now finishing school. I cant wait until he gets back so we can start making more films and acting like fools in general. One of the last memories I have of the two of us together at work was moving a corpse and talking about wrestling. Hurry home, Hluch!
Rockets.
4 comments:
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I MISS YOU SO MUCH, YOU BIG LUG!!! YOU HAVE NO IDEA!!! I miss our ridiculous adventures and seriously cannot wait to be back out there with you causing mayhem. I'm actually finagling a trip back out for a week when I have a month off in this upcoming-August. We need to paint the town red, or blue, or green and black. I haven't decided. I literally printed this out right after I read it, though, and put it in my picture box with the other pieces of my life that keep me from walking down the street screaming "Revolucion!" No joke, yesterday I was going through the Thanksgiving pictures from forever ago when we all played duckhunt and I got obliveriated by everyone else in the room. I really miss you, man. Thanks for being the true friend that you are to all the people you care about. Here's to lifelong friendships.
awww =) That's awesome. He sounds cool!
He is cool. I cant wait till he gets his ass back out here so we can 'tard up the streets.
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