Just Party & Bull Ish...

Tonight was one of my most interesting nights in NYC...

It all began with a nice day at the beach. Actually, it was really windy and the waves were crazy high!

Then, there was the good ol' Georgia St. block party. Big ups Long Beach :-) They really know how to do it. Thanks to RG and her friend's "panty dropping" jungle juice, good times were had! I even played a nice lil'' prank on a good sport!

My roommate and I took a drive back into Brooklyn for a loft party in East Williamsburg. __ words: loft party, live band, a cooler full of beer, and a basement techno party...WHAAAAAT?!?!? Can you imagine a club like room in your house? Yeah, it was hot!

We finally made it home to put our new splitter on our cable/internet to find...The Color Purple on We! Now, that movie is deep in its time, but even deeper after you have some experiences to relate to the characters.

"I'm Black, poor, and I might be ugly, but I'm here!!!"

Good night !

Get yo' walk on!

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Now, go! Get yo' walk on :-)

Does your job drive you to drink?

At Local West (1 Penn Plaza, 33rd St. & 8th Ave.) you get a ludicrous happy hours, sassy staff, plus a heated rooftop and patio, 11 flatscreens, and a full menu of outstanding grub, all a stone's throw from Penn Station. (If your job drives you to stay sober, you're probably a bartender?) Sundays are karaoke nights, with free Liquid Courage shots for solo acts.

Okay, Movie Buff...

I love movies that leave you dumbfounded and searching for the remote to review scenes!

Did you catch these exciting movie twists? Check out the ones on this list:

Spoiler Alert: Giving Away the 20 Best Movie Twists

#20 is the BEST!!

Game Time!

This is the second week that I've played volleyball at the YMCA. However, this time I decided to go to the Total Body workout class before hand. By time it was game time, I was tired and my arms were weak. That didn't stop me though! I looked forward to it for a whole week...since the first time I played :-)

I don't remember seeing them, but everyone else must have went to that same workout class because everyone seemed just as tired as me! So, after missing all my serves, dropped balls where no one called it, and calling a ball only to have ol' boy not call it go for it and run into to him...I realized that I AM COMPETITIVE!!!

It took the remaining strength that I had to not tell someone, "GET ON THE BALL!"
"THAT WAS YOURS!"
"DON'T BE AFRAID OF THE FLOOR!"
"GET LOW!"
"MOVE YOUR FEET!"
It was JV Volleyball all over again! One thing's for sure, it's still loads of fun! One more week :-)

Subway Follies II

Sometimes I try to see how much I can get away with...

I was on my way to a play in Manhattan during rush hour. The 6 train was empty when I got on at Brooklyn Bridge-City Hall. I took out my book and began to read to pass the time. I quickly became engrossed in my reading and the train became crowded as the it traveled farther up the cement island. Before I knew it, there was a large, sweaty man sitting to my left with about 2 ft. between us. "Great, still some room there!" I thought. There were tons of people on the platform at the next stop. As people piled onto the train, a woman sat on my right with about 1 ft between us, "...nice, still breathing room." But not for long...

Standing in front of me was a woman--about the same age as my mother, with as much spunk as myself, and not the trimmest cut on the block. Get what I mean? "Excuse me," she spoke looking down at me. I knew that she wanted me to open up the 1 ft. between myself and the woman to my right for her to sit down. That would've required me close the 2 ft. between myself and the sweaty NYer-type that I try my hardest to avoid. In fact, that's one reason why I drive! Decisions, decisions...

I chose self-preservation! So, without looking up from my intellectually stimulating book, I slid 1 ft. to my right! That opened up a spacious seat for both of us ;) Mine being on the more pleasant side!

Telemarket Dating

A few weeks ago, I went for an interview to be a part-time telemarketer. It's something that I did a few times during college and I actually enjoyed it... plus, I needed to make some money moves. When I entered the office for my interview I was greeted by a very handsome young man, brown-skin, clean-cut, and bright smile. He introduced himself as E.E., explained that he'd be interviewing me and led me to a conference room. Following him, I could tell that he definitely worked out. I was already becoming uncomfortable and knew that I would have to pull it together so that I wouldn't embarrass myself. If I were a guy... I would've had a boner.

During the interview, I kept strong eye contact and steady language. Every now and then I found myself looking at him for too long and getting the school-girl giggles. This man was gorgeous! Beautiful Black man features! Deep brown almond eyes, strong jaw line, wide shoulders and thick arms, and luscious looking lips! As I left the office and got in my car, I felt a wild rush of giggles and excitement! I couldn't wait to find out if I got the job...

I did get the job!

Unfortunately, I had scheduling conflicts with the training and decided not to work it out. When E.E. there was an unsettling pause. Was he waiting for an explanation? A plea to reschedule? Or...my hopes... changing the professional acquaintance to a personal acquaintance?

The post-it with his phone numbers (cell, office) remains on my desk and I'm looking at it thinking, "Should I call him?"

What would you do???