Here's to you, Slowpoke Rodriguez. They may not show Speedy Gonzalez because you were deemed "slightly" racist. But man, we had some good times didn't we?!Today I woke up sick, not my favorite way to start a Monday. But there has been big news since last Thursday. We’ll get into that a little later. Shall we recap the weekend? Let’s do memories instead of the full breakdown. (Wasn’t quite what the weekend before was)…
Friday: As soon as I finished saying good-bye to Babygirl (only at work) then came up and checked the ol’ e-mail. Someone sent an e-mail to me mistakenly informing me of something at the Improv. On October 10th the DC Improv will start a new comedy showcase (not a competition; cheers from the crowd?) and I got the list of the first performers since it was sent to me by accident. Looks like: Eli Sairs, Hampton, Adrian, Will Hessler, Nora Nolan, Tyler S. and the whole shin dig will be hosted by Jay Hastings. Should be some type of fun!!!!! Wait a second, did I forget to put my name up there?! I did, too much MJ. I’m looking very forward to it though, it made my Friday. After reading that there wasn’t anything else to do but roll a nasty fat one and drink til’ Sunday night.
Saturday: Not much during the day but did end up at the ol’ Lizard. Tons of fun folks performed, and the saga of Dookie continues. A VERY long time ago I hit on Ayanna Dookie and since I don’t remember us getting together for drinks or anything, I’m gonna guess it went badly. Here’s the thing that really tripped me out, she remembered on Saturday night. I never expected that, but I guess the same way I remember how embarrassing that was, she would remember how funny that was too. Thought she has lost weight and is looking finer than ever, I kept my hormones in check. She was looking damn fine though, “Have Mercy”- Uncle Jesse from Full House
Allow me to set the record straight, “I have no preference when it comes to women, but I love black women”. At some point (probably because my ex-girlfriend was white) people thought I only find white women attractive. It only hurts because no one, unless you’re that guy, wants to be that guy. Fine is fine, and I like a bit of attitude with my ass… cause ass is a must. Will someone in the wolf congregation please testify? “Praise be to the wolf!”
The Fowlest made a stink about this blog so here it is: http://billykarate.blogspot.com/ I wish it didn't make me laugh looking at Billy in that perm.
I hate running from my parking garage to the inside of our building. Generally, all that running will leave me panting and then I get surrounded by people. I hate the thought of breathing really hard around people so I do my best to control it. This of course means I’m barely breathing, bad feeling says that one day I’m going to collapse or have a stroke from that one day.
No, you may not have figgy pudding.
The Olympics are finally dead, now we can go back to pretending to care about where the next ones are. Swimming was the main draw, I can only imagine what future Olympics have in store… London baby, London!
For every Lupe Fiasco there is a rapper not so eager to cram thoughts and lyrics into songs. I would just like a point out a master of lyrics, ladies and gentlemen give it up for G-Dep:
Creep with your people, though my shit is sweet and low it's no equal
Front butch look, once I throw the hook you proceed to get cook
With the game and the soldiers sit, When I came, the game that I owed you one
Wide big Lincoln, why he died on the side for the stinking
Watch the task force task for look Marlboro
It's a big chance, big pants, Might guard him with my man's a type barber
Better learn quick, cause my clique don't argue You ain't my crew, then who are you
For we take off make sure that your seated
Billboard read it believe it
You’re welcome G-Dep, where ever you are…
I regret I won’t be at Spy Lounge tonight cause I’m feeling terrible today (he says as all the food his family made for him suddenly makes an effort to see what his cubicle looks like). But please come down and show Eli some love. On September 9th we will be hosting a special show instead of our usual open mic. More details when we’ve finished with the list of performers, but it will be fundraiser for the MS society (multiple sclerosis) and show some love for a great cause too. 8 o’ clock tonight though, open mic! Show up before 8 and help bark. Last week was the saddest of the past month or so, let’s not have that again. Then everyone can walk in a straight line over to Chief Ike’s where they can introduce themselves to the other side of Monday comedy. Sound fair?
The maniacal laughter in Feel Good Inc. by the Gorillaz is anything but “Feel Good” music. Actually, it kind of scares me.
I was in the bathroom closest to my desk earlier and heard a man who sounded like he was dumping his soul in the toilet. His soul sounded chunky as f*ck. While washing my hands, who should walk out of there… my Vice President. In situations like this I go out of my way not to speak. He spoke to me first, awkward. That’s all, but it had such an impact I had to tell someone… I can’t stop replaying it in my mind.
Who do I know in Springfield, VA? Comedian or are you friendly like our friend in Huntsville (Hello there, been a while, didn’t want you thinking I’ve forgotten about you)?
Lastly, a quote from someone who is opposed to Barack Obama:
· “Obama and his Obamatrons made a fatal error during this primary. They insulted, disrespected, threatened, and disregarded the Clintonistas. They played the race card continually, then blamed the Clintons. Now. They need us. Too late. Too much damage. Now you pay. No votes. NObama. Ever.”
Ignorant $#!T. Shameful.
Laters
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