I see some of the craziest people living in Atlanta. Normally, I just see the real crazies (that stick out to everyone like a sore thumb), but lately I have noticed there are many more, that just fly under the radar. Last night I went to a lounge spot with a basement house party type feel. In walks a lean dude about 6 feet in height, maybe more. I'm only 5'3" so everyone taller than me looks like 6 '. Ok this dude has locs, down to his rear and pulled them back into one. However, some one told him he was special, because he wrapped his head and the one 'ponytail' full of locs with a crown/headpiece. It was intricately hand made such that there were centerpieces that protruded from the top of head in the front and on either side. Also it was clearly made from about 3 metal (wire) hangers.
Ok and if that doesn't put him in the crazy column, dude gets to the dance floor and decides it isn't properly cleansed for his taste. This jerk, began dancing with a girl, then leaves abruptly to go off to the side. He returns with what can only be described as a round metal tea strainer hung by a string (I would assume some non flammable metal string). From his waste the string hung the ball down to his knees. Inside of the strainer is the most FOWL smelling incense, ever. One of the DJ's described it as old cucumber. Anyway, the dude lit the incense and was swinging it around. He walks over to the girl to return to dancing with her, with the fowl smelling incense. We are listening to old school hip hop, this man is trying to do the Wop with this ball on a string with sparks coming out of it. Needless to say, chica was out of there.
He finally gets distracted and begins walking around moving the ball left to right, intent to smell up the place. Sort of how you would do if you thought you were freshing up the place.
Its a basement house party! No windows. The place rapidly fills with smoke and a combination of bad smells, cigarette smoke, funk, food and now dudes incense. People started to leave. And with that, I made my exit as well.
One dude can ruin the party.
The Freaks Come Out At Night - Whodini
Friday, August 22, 2008
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Yeah I'm new... I'm sure I'll get the hang of it.
Ok, I'm such a dork. I wanted to start this blog with something brilliant, but all I could come up with was 'Hello World.' Clearly from a beginner's programming class. So, I guess I will start with introductions. I, like most of my peers, am searching for something in this world. Something better, something more. I don't know where we get off feeling that there is something other than what is in front of us, but we do. This world never seems good enough. So this is my new place to vent. I have been, for years, bending the ears of my closest friends and select relatives. I think I will give them a break.
I have many things to say - sometimes no one to say it to. So we will see how this goes...
This Moment is all there is - Lenny Kravitz
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