I’m coming down with the flu. A lotta folks on the job have been outta the office with the flu or bad colds the past number of weeks. I’ve been fortunate up to this point not to have any symptoms. However, now my ears are ringing, my throat is scratchy, my body aches like a crazy and I’m having chills. I’ve got the heat in my crib on like 85 degrees and I’m sweating something awful. But my body feels like I’m outside in the snow cuz I’m up in here shivering. This is terrible cuz I hate being sick. I can’t sleep comfortably or even lay in the bed without aching. I’ve been drinking herbal tea & OJ since yesterday mornin’ tryna fight this crud. Although I take an assortment of vitamins daily, I really have OD’d on Vitamin C the past 48 hrs. Last night I drank almost half a bottle of Nyquil in an effort to get to sleep. Popped a Percocet and 2 Tylenol, followed by 2 Benadryl tablets. Yeah, I really did take all of that stuff. I think I was able to get to sleep around 1 o’clock or so. Obviously my remedy didn’t work too well cuz I’ve been wide awake since 6:30 this morning. Every couple of minutes or so I get this shrill piercing noise in my ears. Oh my God, this hurts like hell!!!! The only thing I’ve been able to eat the past 24 hours is a can of chicken soup. I have no appetite whatsoever, but I guess I need to try and eat something else. I’mma get back in this bed and try to go to sleep again. I dunno it I’mma be able to, but I sure as hell am gonna try.
Today marks Nike’s official release date of the Air Jordan XX. I’m not gonna front, I think these joints are ugly as hell!!!!
Brothas in cities across the country were probably lined up early this morning outside Foot Locker, Finishline and a rack of other retail sneaker outlets to try and secure a pair. I’m pretty sure that a few store managers brokered backdoor deals with dudes willing to kick out some extra cash in order to ensure that they got theirs before they went on sale this morning. This year the price tag of the kicks is a mere $175. That’s just a drop in the bucket right? I mean, no need to buy a new DVD player or a 20″ TV or pay your light bill with that money when you can have the hottest sneaks on the planet. I still can’t believe that cats really go crazy tryna get these joints though. Back in those days kids used to get killed or mugged for their Jordans. Hell, I suppose that those days are still here but we don’t necessarily hear about it as much. I’ve heard hundreds of stories of kids being gunned down for Starter jackets, Eddie Bauer parkas and North Face jackets, but no other sneaker has caused this kind of fury. I don’t ever recall hearing that a kid got killed for a pair of Adidas Patrick Ewing’s, Magic Johnson or Larry Bird Converse Weapons, or Reebok Pumps. The quest for Jordans has always been there.
But Jordans are Jordans and nothing has changed over the years. Michael Jordan and Nike started this trend two decades ago with the release of the first pair in 1985. I still remember being in the 8th grade at the time and begging my mom to buy me a pair. Back then there were two primary colors schemes, red/black/, red/black/white. If I recall, the price on the shoes back then were $65.
After days and days of getting on my mom’s nerves she took me to Athlete’s Foot at Prince George’s Plaza and bought me a pair. With the money that I had saved up, I bought a white Air Jordan t-shirt and a pair of black nylon Air Jordan sweat pants. I can remember this moment like it was yesterday. You know the next day at school I was sportin’ my newest gear. I was the only kid in junior high to have the red, white and black pair. All the other youngins were wearin’ the red and black kicks. I was able to find my 8th grade yearbook photo from the intramural basketball team that I was on which showed that I had em.
Okay, so the pic is kinda funny aiiight. I was too cool back then and at times wore my Izod shirts when I was ballin’. If you happened to notice the horrible cuffs in my jeans, I can’t say much about that other than those were my first pair of Guess jeans. In looking through my yearbook I was hoping to find a much better pic of me wearing my Air Jordans and there were two more pics. However I chose not to scan the one that showed me sportin’ my Jordans and the fake Gucci shirt I copped from the Oriental gift shop on the corner. Anyway, since 1985 I’ve only had 3 other pairs of Jordans. Either I didn’t have the money to get em or I wasn’t feeling the style of the kicks that year. I bought a pair of white/black Jordan XII’s back in ’96, a pair of red/black retro Jordan XI’s in 2001 and a pair of white low top retro XI’s in 2002 (not pictured).
As I sit back and hear these kids talking bout needing a pair of Jordans it just takes me back. So many things have changed over the years, but one thing has not changed in 20 years. Air Jordans are still the benchmark of what every shoe company wishes they had.
It’s that time of year my people. Yep, Valentine’s Day is right around the corner and they’re a lotta folks running around in search of someone to lay up with. In a perfect world everyone would have someone to call their own, but we don’t live in a perfect world now do we? This weekend will cause some folks to drink heavily, while others will stay in and sleep. The question is whether those folks will be sleeping by themselves. Then again, who’s the idiot who came up with the phrase ‘sleeping with’ as a way to determine who a person has sex with? Hell, I can recall moments of sleeping that didn’t include any sex at all. While there were moments of sex that didn’t involve any sleeping or laying with the individual in any way, shape or form. That is what I’ll call the essence of the Booty Call. It’s pretty much a drive-by for quick sexual gratification. Well, maybe not quick… guess that all depends on who you’re with.
Anyway, this is one time of year when the phones ring off the hook. You start to get emails from folks that you haven’t heard from since ummmm… last Valentine’s Day. These are the people who are too lazy to make new connections, so they’d rather call you. Now, there’s probably a good reason why you’re not tryna talk to this person, but evidently the sex was good enough for them to not wanna go it alone on Cupid’s holiday. It could be that they simply got an itch and instead of going out and looking for someone new, they call that individual who has had experience scratching that itch. There are a variety of reasons why someone decides to make a booty call, the primary of course being that they’re tryna ‘get some’
In a somewhat obscure way, receiving booty calls is a form of appreciation for previous work completed. You may feel that the person calling you is a tribute to your skills in the bedroom. While at the same time you could also be offended that the person only sees you for the physical aspects and nothing else but that. So if you haven’t yet been inundated with a barrage of late-night calls from private numbers or a rack of emails from ‘hook-ups’ in the past, then maybe you’re lucky. Then again, if you’re by yourself then you could be the one facilitating the communication. In any case you should live by a few standards when it comes to booty callin’.
1- Make sure to always verify the status of the person you’re calling. You may think that the person who ‘gave it’ to you is sitting at home awaiting your call 364 days after your last encounter. However, they may be at home planning their wedding with a significant other. Dont be surprised if you get that “Don’t you ever call me again” speech, gotta realize that when you call that their new partner might be laying right beside them.
2 – Be respectful of the time and hour that you call someone. Just cuz you used to dial up ‘ole faithful’ every weekend 3 years ago at 2am, doesn’t mean that you should do that in 2005. You may get a better response if you call at a reasonable hour.
3 – No matter what, always be considerate to the person you’re tryna holla at. You wouldn’t want anything to come back and haunt you now would you? If they say no this time, do go off and cuss em out cuz then you’ll be burning a bridge to some satisfaction that you ‘may’ have had at a later time when you’re on a dry spell.
4 – If the other party agrees to the ‘arrangement’, then make sure that you establish a precise time and place for the action to take place. That way there’s no confusion later on. Furthermore, if you’re going to a hotel, you might wanna clear up who’s paying for the room and such.
5 – Don’t get emotionally attached. Gotta remember that this is a purely physical thing and catchin’ feelings may create a problem that you aint prepared for.
6 – When it’s all said and done, grab ya stuff and be out. No need to sit and chat about Uncle Charles and his bad knees, the new SUV you’re tryna purchase or the fact that your job is getting on your nerves. You did what you came to do… now roll out.
7- As Austin Powers would say…. “Oh Behaaaaaaaaave”. Conduct yourself that will endear yourself to future calls from the person you’re with. Don’t be tryna simulate the lastest porno movie that you saw if the person you’re with is an ultra conservative. Then again, if you think your ‘the one’, then go ahead and try and turn em out.
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Peace & Love
It’s 7:27 on Thursday evening and I’m in the bathroom staring at the mirror. I moved closer and closer to the mirror to thoroughly inspect my lips. Dayuuummmmmmm!!!! I got a big ole’ blister in the middle of my bottom lip. I could do nothing more but shake my head like a lil’ kid who knew he had gotten caught with his hand in the cookie jar. I tell ya, the things that we do in life that we know damn well we’re not supposed to do. I’m allergic to shellfish and I’ve been aware of this fact since I was grade school. I found that out after a CT Scan for migraines that I suffer from revealed an iodine allergy. The iodine dye that they used caused me to have a serious reaction. Anyway, what that means is that I cannot have any crabs, lobster, shrimp, snails, clams or oysters. On previous occasions throughout my life when I was unsuccessful in attempts to sneak a few pieces of shrimp or some crab legs, I’ve had terrible reactions. I’ve broken out in hives, began wheezing, had difficulty breathing and developed massive swelling on my face. On one occasion back in ’96 (after eating some seafood salad at a 4th of July BBQ) I even had to be rushed to the Emergency Room. One other side effect that I’ve encountered before is the swelling of my lips. They at times blister and turn red. I’m talkin’ bout a set of big swole lips that would make Biz Markie’s joints look miniature. You’d a thought that Mike Tyson hit me with a combo across the face. Bruh mayne be walkin’ around talkin’ like Mushmouth and what not.
Okay, now back to the reason why I was standing in front of the mirror. I worked a lil’ OT at the job today. They were having an awards dinner for the journalists and needed a technician to run audio and lights for the event. So after doing a quick sound check in our corporate dining room, I went into the control room to chill for a while.
Now when the company has these evening dinner events, they always make sure that the A/V technician (<---that's me) gets well taken care of. The food at most of these functions is off the hook. Anyway, around 7:15 I ventured from the control room to get a gauge on the crowd and to make sure that I wasn't needed for any technical related issues. The lead banquet server walked by me, tapped my shoulder and pointed towards the bar. Right there on the side of the table was a platter of Hor'Deurves which included a ton of jumbo coconut shrimp. At that point it was up to me to get em or let someone else swipe em. Without a second thought I ran over and scooped up a handful, then went back to my chill spot in the control room. I sat and watched ESPN on one of the many monitors in the room while I devoured the shrimp one by one. As I took a bite into the last piece of coconut shrimp that I had, I felt an instant ache in my bottom lip. It felt as if someone had stuck a sewing needle into it. I immediately knew what I had done. Well, I did know the risk involved when I took the shrimp to begin with. I quickly downed some cranberry juice that I had in a glass and took the ice into my mouth to try and cool the achy feeling. That didn't do much to relieve the pain that I felt at the time. I walked calmly to the bathroom to survey the damage. The evidence in front of me was exactly what I expected. I quickly ran back to my desk and found my stash of Benadryl. I popped a single pill in an attempt to combat the onslaught of imminent side effects.
As I walked back to the control room, I kept thinking to myself about whether it was really worth it. I was going through all of this all cuz I just couldn’t resist eating that coconut shrimp. 2 minutes is prolly all it took for me to down those jumbo shrimp and for the next few hours I was gonna suffer. Was it really worth it??? Yeah… it was!!!!!!
This is the second part of my Caught on National TV series. Yes, not only did ABC capture me celebrating the Eagles touchdown, but they really got me the second time around. While at the Eagles-Redskins game that night a fight broke out in the stands. Now keep in mind that the game is still going on, but most people in the section turned to watch the fight. PG County police jumped in and brought some order to the situation, so I decided to turn back around and watch the game. Well when I turned back around I saw players walking off the field. I looked at the scoreboard and there was still a lotta time on the clock. My first thought was “Damn, the Redskins threw in the towel” The next thing is see is a bunch of people coughing and wheezing and hollering. I see the Eagles players holding their faces like somebody let off a stink bomb in the stadium. At this point I have no clue what is going on. I didn’t smell anything. My cell phone rings and my man Leon is like “Yo man… why you looking all stupid on TV again?” I’m like “What’s going on?” He explained to me what the announcers were saying during the broadcast, but it didn’t really make sense to me at the time.
Eventually after a short time, word got around that PG police let off some pepper spray in the crowd during the ruckus. Hell, I’ve been to many Howard University homecomings, so pepper spray doesn’t bother me. But the fact the EVERYONE around me was coughing and choking and I didn’t smell or feel any effects from it seems kinda funny. But after seeing the footage over and over on the news that night, I felt like an idiot. Not only did the local news here in DC replay it, but so did a LOT of media sources. I was on ESPN Sportscenter, HBO’s Inside the NFL and ABC’s World New Tonight. I had people coming up to me talking about “You’re the dude who got pepper sprayed at the Redskins game” I had folks on messageboards I frequented making threads about how they thought they recognized me from the incident. These are folks who had never before seen me in person and had only seen pics. The shit was crazy. I was like an instant celebrity for some nonsense. Folks who saw me at the mall for the first time in years hollered out “Maaan… I aint see ya since that pepper spray thing at the Redskins game“. I not only was the clown that got caught celebrating the touchdown, but also the fool who was not feeling effects of the pepper spray while everyone else was choked up. I still haven’t lived this incident down and figured I’d make light of it since my boyz still trip off of it every once in a while.
I did find a few articles that talked about the incident that occurred that night.
CNNSI.com – Eagles, Redskins interrupted by pepper spray
ESPN.com: NFL – Pepper spray in stands causes MNF delay
NFL Game stopped briefly when police use pepper spray
ESPN.com – NFL – NFL – Recap
Since it’s snowing like crazy outside it’s not like I’m goin’ anywhere. At this point I’m hoping that it stops real soon cuz I’mma have a lotta work to do to clean my car whenever I do decide to roll outta here. I’m tired of surfing the net and watching ESPN so what else is there to do?
*bright light comes on*
I started digging in plastic storage bins under my bed in search of my favorite movie. I know that it’s in here somewhere and I’m determined to find that VHS tape if it takes me forever. The problem that I have when looking for tapes is that I never label anything. So I go through the ritual of popping in tape after tape after tape. I got old Def Comedy Jam tapes, some episodes of Living Single, Dallas Cowboys games and of course those vintage NahLaterz home movies. I had gone through about 40 or so (out of about 120) VHS tapes when I came across the one thing that I had been looking for… Moving starring Richard Pryor. Now one may think “He went through all that trouble for that???” and I’ll tell ya “Ya damn skippy I did!” I’ve loved that movie since it first came out in 1988. I was 16 at the time and I used to sit in the house and watch it over and over and over again. I loved that movie so much that I made VHS dubs for all of my friends. Really, Moving is my all time favorite comedy.
Richard Pryor does a fabulous job as Arlo Pear, the ultimate victim of cruel and unfortunate circumstances. He lives with his wife Monica, his daughter Casey and his twin sons Randy and Marshall in New Jersey. He’s a transportation engineer who ends up getting laid off. One day, Arlo receives a decent job offer from a transit company. The job sounded great, except it was in Boise, Idaho. Randy Quaid is humorous in two roles as the psychotic neighbor(s) Frank and Cornell Crawford who constantly hound Pear by cutting the grass with a gigantic lawn mower tractor. A very young looking Stacey Dash plays their teenage daughter Casey, who pulls pranks in attempt to keep them from moving to Boise. If I recall she had blue eyes in this movie… still tryna figure that one out. *scratches head* Anyway……. Eventually she runs off to get married to Rudy played by Morris Day. If you’ve seen this flick you’ll remember that former WWF wrestler King Kong Bundy was one of the movers named Gorgo. Dana Carvey is also great as Brad Williams, the man with multiple personalities. When the Pear’s arrive at their new house in Idaho, they find it half empty. It’s missing the stairs, the kitchen, doors and pool. To make things worse, the movers just happened to have taken a wrong turn and end up in New Orleans for Mardi Gras. Pear goes on a rampage to get his stuff back from the movers and engages in a showdown. This is prolly one of the funniest scenes that I can recall watching. He was doing stuff to those moving cats that would put Steven Seagal, Jean Claude Van Damme and Jet Li to shame. He was straight kickin’ azz and takin’ names!!! There’s one quote that I will never forget from this movie. When he came home with all their furniture, he hollered to his wife “Look honey, I found our shit. I brought our shit home. This is our shit!” I dunno why I laugh so hard everytime I hear him say that, but it’s embedded in my brain like the Gettysburg Address.
If you love comedies, Moving is just one of those movies you gotta have for your collection. I actually found a website that still has a link to the trailer for the movie. Moving starring Richard Pryor
So I’ve been kinda lazy the past week or so and just didn’t feel like writing much of nothing. I mean, I did work some OT last week to try and catch up on summa these medical bills. Okay, okay I didn’t work extra hours to pay no medical bills, I did it cuz that’s what my job asked me to do. Anyway as far as medical is concerned… I FEEL GREAT! Seriously, I haven’t taken one pain pill since the operation. Not one Vicodin, not one Percocet, nothing. I couldn’t have dreamed it any better than it is right now. To wake up in the morning and not expect the worst is kinda strange. For the past 2 yrs or so I’ve conditioned myself to accept the fact that I was in pain and just grin and bear it. Remarkably the miracle that occurred last month is one that has changed my life. I am happier than I’ve been in quite some time. I can sleep peacefully without the need for medication or supplements. I can get through an entire day of work without wincing in pain to the point where I have to get down on one knee in unbearable pain. I can’t stop smiling right now, I just feel so good!!! It’s so amazing how the removal of nagging pain can change a person. I honestly feel like I’m a much nicer person and I’m sure everyone around me is thankful as well. If you’re one of those folks that I cussed out during one of my episodes of pain, I’m deeply sorry.
For the most part everything is going well. Of course each day I get the mail it’s another medical bill. But that’s aiight, I’ll survive the onslaught and manage to squash these bills within the next few weeks. The weather is the DC area is gettin’ on my nerves, but it could be worse. I’m not one for all the snow and cold weather so I tend to stay inside more when it gets like it’s been lately. One day I suppose I’ll actually watch summa these movies in my collection. I’m that dude who will go to Best Buy and buy DVD’s and then never watch them. Hell, a rack of em are still in the plastic. I just don’t have the concentration to sit and watch movies anymore. I always seem to fall asleep. I can’t even remember the last movie that I saw in the theatre. I think it was back in July or August.
Well, the Eagles are in the SuperBowl and I’m not much of an Eagle fan. In fact, I don’t like em!!! Of course you wouldn’t be able to figure that out from my national TV appearances right? However, I’m a die hard Cowboys as most people (who really know me) are aware of. However, I’m sick and tired of seeing Tom Brady and the Patriots, so I’ll root for McNabb and the Philly squad come Feb 6. I don’t think I can take another year of my roommate (a Philly native)throwin’ a tantrum or my man JD JohnDoughDC.com cuttin’ his phone off for a week when the Eagles lose. Then again, if they win I know I’mma hafta hear their mouths forever!!!!
I’ve been emailed a number of times about this particular event. A lotta my friends and family members have teased me over the years about this, so I figured I’d go ahead and share it with the world.
2 1/2 years ago I was at the Redskins/Eagles Monday Night Football game at FedEx Field. Being that I’m jive spoiled, I always get tickets at or near the 50 yard line. Now anyone who knows me knows that I’m diehard Cowboys fan. On this particular night I happened to be sportin’ a Randall Cunningham jersey. Now I could easily lie and say that it was a throwback joint, but if you look closely you’ll see that it looked kinda ‘young’ on me. So you could say that it was a vintage joint that had been in the closet for a long long time. Anyway, Dorsey Levens of the Eagles ran for this long touchdown and as usual I went into my ‘antagonize the Redskins fans’ mode. Unfortunately, the ABC cameraman decided that I was the one that they wanted to capture at that particular moment. Don’t worry that wasn’t the only time in that game that I was caught on camera. Part II coming soon…..
So I’m feelin’ all good after having this surgery and all right? Of Course!!!! But I tell ya, these hospital bills are coming in daily and it’s getting on my nerves. I’m sayin’… I know that having a $4000 procedure wasn’t gonna be free, but damn! Every penny counts ya know? I’m tryna continue to save my dough, but I’mma have to squash these medical bills before these fools start ringing my phone off the hook. Ya know what I’m talking about. The calls that you get 5 minutes after you come home from a long day at work. The “Hello Sir… you owe us $ _______ for a medical procedure that was performed” type phone calls. Why is that you always get some smart azz on the phone that wants to talk to you like you’re in kindergarten. Just once I wish that the chump on the other end of the phone would think about talking that craziness in my face. Bill Collectors are the biggest jerks after dealing with insurance people.
Everyone has had a moment in their lives when they wanted to strangle their car insurance rep. Especially after an accident or an incident like having your car stolen or broken into. Them folks don’t ever try to pay up. Aiiight aiiight… I’m starting to rant here. This is more than just some regular medical bills to me. I know I gotta pay, but I feel like if the doctors had diagnosed me properly way before now, then I wouldn’t have paid all those other bills for procedure that didn’t really improve my health. I guess I’ll have to chalk this one up and start writing checks. But I think I’mma do it next month, cuz they’re some Wizards games I wanna check out within the next month. I’m addicted to sports and if the Wizards need my support, then the medical bills can wait. Ghetto mentality… Yes! Will I lose an minute of sleep knowing that I’ll pay these hospital bills when I’m ready… No!