Countdown To Get Down

I leave for New York this Thursday and a nigga can not wait to step on to the pavement in Queens. Queens is where we stayed at last time, but we moving on up, to Manhattan. I got so much shit to do before I leave, and I am the biggest procrastinator. I'm suppose to be doing laundry right now, but instead I'm writing this entry telling ya'll how I'm suppose to be doing laundry..lol. This is only my second time going to New York and I can truly say I Heart NY. I love the crowded streets, the great variety of sneakers (I'm a shoe person), the fact there is always something to do (How can you ever be bored in NYC?), and most of all I love the men there.

Some of the dudes I encountered in NY had some thick ass accents and used slang that sounded more foreign than Spanish to me, but I love them all the same. I don't know what it is, but the dudes there seem a lot bolder than the dudes in Saint Louis. I guess I just like the attention I get when I'm in NY and that in no way was meant to sound arrogant. One of the things I'm worried about is not having enough money to get all the things I want, but when is that not the case? My boss at work keeps dicking me and cutting my hours, so my last check before I leave for NY is going to be maaaddd skeet. Last time I ended up buying a lot of clothes and shoes, with less money than what I am taking this time, so I should be aight I guess. My friends and I have most of our activities already planned, but I'm trying to figure out, What's the one place I have to check out?

I feel a little guilty going out of town and spending all my money, when I have some important things I need to care of, like my fucking tooth. Apparently I have an impacted tooth. I have had it for a few years, but it was never a problem, until now. My fucking tooth keeps scraping the left side of my cheek, not a good feeling. I don't have dental insurance, so I will have to go to this cheap clinic, that I fucking hate. Everytime I go there, I feel like a corpse for medical students to practice on. Hearing the word "Oops" is not a word you want to hear when someone is drilling your mouth.

Fun With Dick & Jane: Caption This!

Track Star

Girls, Girls, Girls seems be my theme song this month, which is very weird considering I'm GAY. Last week, I was invited on a double date with a friend of mine, her fiancé, and their single friend Miranda. Did I fail to mention I'm not "out" to them or anyone else for that matter? I knew this was another attempt for someone to set my poor single self up on a date. I didn't want to be mean or rude, so I lied and said I was nursing my dog, who had the runs and was very ill. I'm usually a good liar (Is that a bad quality to have?...ehhh), but that was the first thing that came out of my mouth. I don't know if they believed me or not, alls I know is I didn't go on that double date.

Just when I thought had escaped one uncomfortable situation; I ended up knee deep in another one. Yesterday I went to the bank to make a deposit. All the tellers at the bank know me and I'm on a first name basis with them all. I talk to some of the tellers more often than others, one in particular, whom I shall call Aphro. Aphro is a 30 something year old woman and mother of 1. She's from Jersey and we were talking about my upcoming trip to New York. I was asking her about cool places to go. The conversation was flowing as usual as she offered me a list of places to check out, everything was fine until she said the words that most men would love to hear, "Call Me." She said, "Call Me, so we can discuss more about New York." I then replied," Ummm....I will see you on Thursday, it's cool, we can just talk about New York then." Then I said, " I think my ride is here. They are going to be mad if they have to wait." I then, literally RAN (ran like a Zimbabwean in the Olympics) from the bank and went outside. My ride wasn't there yet of course, but I was relieved for the time being. Once my ride arrived and I got in the car, I thought to myself: What Am I Running From??

I UseTo Love H.I.M

Memories..AAHHH..The only reason I use to watch Real World Philadelphia was to see Karamo. It was like finally MTV is displaying a different kind of character of the gay community, black and masculine. My feelings for Mr. Karamo begin to change when I saw the way he played Dorian. Then he became the biggest hypocrite when he started dating Ed, who happened to not be black, right after he had blasted Shavonda and Landon for having an interracial romance. What really did it in for me, was the way he acted like a straight (no pun intended) BIATCH on the Real World/Road Rules Challenge. It was like seeing two different people almost.

All Those feelings are aside now, I still got love for him, even though he looks a H.A.M in that Count Blacula get up. To see more Karamo click Here

Aaron Reids' Sweet 16

Did anybody watch MTV's Sweet 16 last night? Of course you all didn't. Well I actually had some spare time and I watched it. This is the son of L.A Reid and Pebbles (80's-early 90's popstar). I didn't even know L.A Reid tapped Pebbles, let alone had a baby with her. I think this was seriously one of the best parties I have not been to and it put all the other Sweet 16 parties to shame, including mine, which basically consisted of me going to my Aunt Barbara Jean's house for collard greens and cornbread, the worst birthday ever, well one of em at least. I have to admit though, this was a hot party, Kanye West, Diddy, and Jermaine Dupri even showed up. Hmmm..maybe I should have a Sweet 25 party to make up for my punk ass birthdays.

Gay It Forward:TRANSAmerica

I haven't done one of these posts in awhile, but here we go. Yesterday, while at work (I work in a grocery store), I noticed a young woman come in. I took a quick glance at her and thought nothing of it, it's not like I was checking for her or something. About 5 minutes later the young woman began to walk in my direction and after closer inspection, I noticed her chiseled face and big veiny hands, I realized this young woman was actually a young MAN. About 30 minutes pass and the young woman/man reappears as she heads towards the exit, within 30 seconds of her leaving all my co workers began cackling and whispering, "Was that a boy or a girl?" It turns out she was a transvestite whom had apparently applied for a job at the store I work at and had just been interviewed for a position. My source tells me she actually had a good interview.

I couldn't help but think what would happen if she got hired. Would she come in as a boy or girl? How would she be treated by the other employees? How would the customers react to her? The store I work at is in a predominately white, middle class neighborhood. I personally wouldn't have a problem with her working there, who I am to judge anyone.

How would you feel working with a transvestite in a professional working environment?