[ Have you ever noticed I hate doing interviews? Well I do. I just don't hate them I despise them. The only reason I ever do an interview is when Stevie will book one. She feels that they are needed to give the public a glimpse into who the "real" person is. Ha, like I really give a shit what these people think of me. People that don't even know you talking about you. They think that they can size you up just from an interview. Just goes to truly show the stupidity of the people. The tabloids get people buzzing with all the latest of your supposed escapades. Then before you can say boo you're a house hold name. People yacking about who you've slept with, who you are sleeping with, and so on. That's the problem sometimes with being a celebrity. No matter how private you try to keep your life you can't. I'm not complaining mind you, after all this is the life I chose for myself. But sometimes it does get to you. I mean you''ll walk down the street and they just start eye balling you, and making comments under their breath. When the fact is they never really know the full truth of any situation that's happen. The only thing they know is what they have been feed by the papers and magazines. This the exact case Rick and I are dealing with now.

All the two of us get are remarks by people as we walk by them holding hands. Hearing "oh, poor Tiffany." Or "It's a shame that she's come between Mike and Rick this way." "Brandi has destroyed the Young family." I've heard it all. Everyone thinks they know exactly what they are talking about, but they don't even understand what's going on. Excuse me people just to make things clear.. I'm not Yoko Oh No...and Mike and Rick sure as hell aren't John Lennon and Paul McCartney. There were problems with the two of them well before I came into the picture. Which goes back to what I was saying before. The memory on the average person isn't a good one. They are quick to forgot about a troubled past once they see a few "happy" pictures. Things weren't perfect between them sure Rick was Mike's manager, but I really believe he was only doing that to keep himself busy since he couldn't wrestle right away. See Rick not just loves but adores the wrestling business. He loves everything about it the road trips, the traveling to a differnt city for a new show. I firmly belive that Rick agreed to be Mike's manager so while he was injured he wouldn't have to keep away from the work he so loved. It just took me to come along to make him realize that him being away this long wasn't what he really wanted.

Which brings us to now, me sitting here waiting for this jerk Shane Adams. Are you shocked it's not Jenny Tull? Well you shouldn't be. Jenny Tull has lost all respect I had for her when she fucked Jimmy Stryker. In all fairness to Jenny Tull, I really never had any sort of respect for her, but the hope of maybe one day tolerating her.....Well it's gone. Gone, Gone..Gone..Like an Alex Rodriguez homer. That's right folks...It's gone baby. I sat and waited for Shane. Hell the interview hasn't even started yet, and I already can't wait till it's over. Just as I thought that in walks my trusty agent Stevie Mancini. She walked over to me with Shane standing behind her staring at her ass the whole time. Poor Stevie so unware sometimes of the evils men are capable of. She looked at me, and leaned in. ]

Stevie Mancini:"Alright Brandi, no you said you'd be nice."

[ I tried my best to convince her that I would be, but she knew better. So instead of doing that I replied.]

Brandi James:"I can't promise anything. As long as he stays in line."

Stevie Mancini:"Well, that's all I can ask."

[ She looked at Shane, and smiled as she pointed to a chair across from me. ]

Stevie Mancini:"Just sit here, and remember try not to get her mad."

[ Stevie winked at Shane then walked away. He sat there nearly drooling as if I were his next meal. How disgusting of a thought. Then again the fool hasn't worked in a while so I suppose I can't blame him for being so excited. It's not everyday I grant this honor, as I said. After a moment and him trying to wipe the drool from his lip without me noticing he began. ]

Shane Adams:"So how are you?"

Brandi James:"Just so you know, if you ask me what my favorite color is next I'm so out of here!"

[ He gulped ! Success ! Not even one minute into the interview and he's already scared. Hell even Jenny is tougher then that. No wonder the poor bastard barely works. Having no back bone will do that to you. ]

Shane Adams:"Sorry....ummm.."

Brandi James:"It's fine you're just rusty....I suppose you may proceed."

Shane Adams:"Ok then...So tell me what's the sneakiest thing you've done to a guy?"

[ This guy really wasn't dealing with a full deck. He had to be insane for thinking I would actually answer something like that. Then again he's a journalist so I really shouldn't have exspect much better from him. ]

Brandi James:"Like I would ever tell you something like that!"

[ It really was the best answer I could give. After all I did make a promise to Stevie to behave. ]

Shane Adams:"Alright then what's the biggest thing you've gotten away with?"

[ I rolled my eyes at him. He knew that I wasn't fooled and it was mainly the same question re-phrased. ]

Brandi James:"Um...have you not been paying attention to the last few months here in AWA. Did you not see me completely destroy Tiffany Phoenix? Do you not realize that I'm with Rick Young?"

[ I huffed, as I crossed my legs. ]

Shane Adams:"Yes, I have been watching, but I wasn't sure if you've done anything worse. You have a bit of history from what I understand. I just didn't know if you wanted to excerise any demons at all."

Brandi James:"Nope, I have no need for that. I have no excuses or regrets for anything that I have done in my past."

[ There was an awkward pause for a moment. I'm not exactly sure what Shane exspected from me, but I do know the interview wasn't going as he had planned. He looked at a few notes in his lap then glanced up at me. ]

Shane Adams:"So what do you then think the key to a successful relationship is? I mean since you seem to be such an authority."

Brandi James:"Look, don't get snippy with me. I'll turn around and walk out. Then have your ass fired with one phone to Lexus Malone. And don't think I won't."

[ Now that made me feel a bit better. Sometimes with these interviewers you have to let them know just who is in charge. If you don't they'll try to pull some power over you. ]

Shane Adams:"I suppose you're making reference to Rick when you say great sex."

Brandi James:"Well duh, I think it's really a no brainer on that one."

Shane Adams:"Possibly,but why Rick? Of all the guys in AWA or anywhere else for that matter. Why Rick Young? A man that appeared to be in a completely happy marriage. Till you came along that is."

[ I ran my hand through my hair, then glanced over at Stevie who at that pointed knew I was very annoyed and pretend to be busy. I gave Shane a hard look, then answered.]

Brandi James:"You really think Rick was happy? Happy men Shane does not leave his wife you moron. This has been examined to death by everyone. And I suppose I should exspect since I'm fighting Mike Young for people to beat this issue even more."

Shane Adams:"Brandi, Tiffany herself has said there were no problems with she and Rick before you. You were the cause of everything."

[ I just laughed, this guy truly was an idiot. ]

Brandi James:"Right, there were "No" problems said the osteridge with her head burried into the sand. You know Shane there's a huge Aids problem in Africa as well. If I chose to ignore it, does that mean it doesn't exist?"

Shane Adamas:"That really isn't the same thing."

Brandi James:"Ah, but it is. Just because you chose to do nothing about a problem doesn't mean it doesn't exist."

[ I got him! He sat there with absolutely nothing to say. Maybe I was wrong about this whole interview thing. It's way too much fun to shut an arrogant journalist up. This was really too easy. Infact I'm not being challenged, this just will not do. I got up from my chair, and looked at Shane. ]

Brandi James:"On that note, since you refuse to ask me something new or intelligent. I'm done."

Shane Adams:"But Brandi please...Please..I can do better."

Brandi James:"I doubt it."

[ I just walked by Stevie who looked a bit concerned at the fact Shane looked as if he were about to cry. I tapped her on the shoulder, and shook my head as a laughed. I felt that went went well....Hell..they never go well. ]

wow a show from a city with actual excitement and life Still. Las Vegas is definitely not my beloved Miami. So with that in mind......Attention, all the hopeless masochists and pathetic lemmings hoping beyond hope, otherwise known as the fans of AWA and my opponent and future bitch Mike Young . The absurdity of your lives is once again briefly suspended as I "Yours truelly" have seen fit to grace it with my presence once again. As you probably saw on your Television, That little box in your house with all the people in it, yes that's the televisions. Anyway on that little box your laughable attention spans were loosely directed at the waste of programming space, that slightly more entertaining alternative to static and snow called Saturday Adrenaline. There, you were treated to an experience that had more effect on you than your daily doses or ridilin, or the dropping on your heads in your infancies combined could never equal. You, ...people... you stupid sad excuses who manage to walk and talk and are allowed on the streets of your own free will, experienced a first. You... the viewers of the (gag) AWA .... were finally .....ENTERTAINED

To those of who are cognizant enough to be entertained, I say to congratulations, I bet you didn't think you feel that way again, at least not by the AWA There you have it, a lifelong goal achieved ,you have been entertained by your Goddess, who decided to grace the wrestling rings again. Who you have but one group to thank? Certainly not the knuckle dragging automatons in tights who roll and fall one another, like Mike Young. Certainly not the regular, band of living contradictions to Darwinism known as the rest of the roster, of AWA. NO SIR! No, not those rejects or remedial school and refugees of safety belt testing, the cast of the weakly show you have come to know and not admit watching to had nothing to do with it. It was us, The Entourage...That's right it's back baby! Headed by the sexiest man alive Rick Young, and myself..Frankly that's all the talent we need...Rick The "Razor" Young, and myself Brandi James, or as some of you refer to "The Goddess" who single-handedly saved the AWA. Face it bitches did you ever really care about AWA before Brandi James? I saved AWA from the dead myself, a previous impossibility, I , Brandi James otherwise known as your Goddess along with other forces in a Divinely inspired scheme set out to bring another miracle about. Sure enough lightning did strike twice in breathing life back into an organization otherwise deprived of by the otherwise suffocating lack of real talent. No thanks are necessary, you can show your Gratitude for me simply by continuing to watch, and not drooling too much when your Goddess comes to do a show in a city near you. Notice how I say show and not wrestling. I am wrestling, I am the greatest show on earth . Now if only the AWA would show gratitude for my assistance in uplifting the nonexistent standards of their programming.

After all we had done just look at the Mike Young/Cody Carson match, watch that again and see if you don't fall asleep. I took my cue from the deafening noise of the collective snoring within the building, that a change of pace was needed from that snoozapalooza, and boy did we bring about some change. Once again I showed those unskilled uncouth brawling buffoons who call themselves wrestlers, what wrestling is and what it isn't, and it certainly wasn't anything they were up to dealing with. You were a real knockout Glen, good bye and good riddance. I'm not one to brag, but I owe it to you fans to tell you the truth.

As if the masterful display of Mat wrestling put on by Gods Gift to Wrestling wasn't enough to captivate those Fenian Fuckwads, but then again I sure it my all be forgotten when a Mike YOun will pop out a promo that came from that yawnathon otherwise known as "Mike Young, As the Psycho turns". Poor Mikey will feel the need to talk tough and try to defend what honor of Tiffany Phoenix...What honor indeed? Poor Mike....I'm sure he'll be babbling about Tiffany and Rick. Sticking his nose into where it doesn't belong. but yet the AWA, will put this unstable idiot in a match. AWA, is still in denial that his ringskills suck more than the skank holed disease infested boils on the ass of humanity. Mike its not MY fault you can't get the fans up on their feet, or that you can't it up in general. I was brought in to provide entertainment, and make this place money not just cover the costs. Its not too late to clue in, or find a new career path, as limited as that path may be for you and the rest of the AWA, nothing personal, but the truth, the whole truth and well, you know the rest."

Are you scared yet Mike? You should be. Ask yourself if this is the road you really want to go down. I don't think you're ready for what I have. Do the right thing...be happy for your big brother. For the first time in his life he's happy. Oh and if you're interested in getting Rick and I something for a house warming gift. You know since Rick has now taken up residence in Miami. A bed would be really nice. Since before we left for Vegas Rick and I had the most incredible earth shattering sex, and well it was so good we broke the bed. Damn, if you knew how to please a woman like your brother can, maybe you wouldn't have lost Sam. Sorry Mike, You need to face the truth. Saturday I will show you the truth."