Been gone for a minute there, but for good reason: Picture a warrior, and a black one at that, in the heat of medieval battle, arrows, swords and tridents everywhere - that’s how it’s been these past weeks. The frenzy has diminished somewhat now, thank God, and here I am, a little worse for wear but otherwise intact.
As I write this I’m looking around, still feeling like a guest in someone else’s place. No surprise there, coz I’ve only been in my new residence for… let’s see… 3 days now. That’s right, I found a new place! More than a little excited about that, to say the least.
But I don’t have TV or internet till Friday, and that sucks. That Comcast guy better show up then, or else. For now I’ll have to log on using the phone in quick, efficient sessions. AT&T charges for data like a hooker does one-on-one sessions – obnoxiously pricey.
Speaking of hookers, tell me why Wams and I, while driving through DC in the sweltering summer heat, saw who would best be described as ‘a lady of the night.’ [or is it evening?] It was 4pm and 90 degrees outside, and this one white girl was standing there by the roadside talking away on her cellie, looking fresh as could be in knee-high black leather boots and a strapless top that showed off her 'artillery,' the entire back and most of her taut tummy. But it was her skirt – or handkerchief, coz that was its approximate size – that really tested the limits of the imagination. Dude, it was so short you could see her ass-cheeks! At 4pm!
[And yes, I absorbed all this detail in seconds. We were merely driving by.]
After we saw her, we drove in silence for a few seconds and then Wams said:
“Isn’t she a bit early?”
She got jokes.
But the moral of this here post is that I’m back. Need proof? Here I am – minus crisp facial detail - in some old T-shirt I finally found. Thug life!
And you'd thought I was BS-ing about the books, huh? Never that. Here are the books I’m trying to give away or trade for. If stateside, I’ll ship them to you free.
Old Englander, you get first dibs.
Hip-Hop verse of the day:
“…I'm champion at beer pong
Allen Iverson, Akeem Alajawon …”
Asher Roth in I Love College