Hmmmm

While I don't update my blogs too often, I realize that I can sorta do a random thoughts type thing. I mean, I still am relatively new to this and don't have much of a following. The first couple of posts were just to get my feet wet. Definitely not a pro like J and her friend, Miguel. These cats have skill when it comes to this. Seeing how I am on watch for several hours at a time and tend to just daydream, I figure I will jot down some things on here just to send my thoughts somewhere else, you know?




-I often wonder if every stripper, exotic dancer, or whatever the pc name is at this particular point in time, all buy in to the same 5 yr plan? Like J said, I am sure its not every little girl's dream, but if you do it, don't be embarrassed about it. I don't know how many times I have met a dancer that claims that they aren't going to be doing this for a long time. I hear excuses like:

A. "I juss need money to get my boutique off the ground."
B. "I'm just saving up to start my own personal clothing line."
C. "I'm just doing this to get money for school." (I tend to believe this one.)
D. "I only do this for fun. I'm a doctor in my other life."

There is a lot of money to be made in dancing. Don't be ashamed. If you are good you can come out with about $400-500 a night in the seediest of clubs. Add a little prostitution and you might hit six figures a year in no time! Hell, just think of it as art! Nah, but don't be ashamed. I visit those places often with friends and if I'm not ashamed to be there, don't be ashamed to be taking our money. As a matter of fact, we are regulars at this one joint. They often called us...



-If you don't love her, don't marry her. Both men and women cheat. I haven't met one woman yet that can curb her dog! The females are getting bad too, though. I went out with three females in the last year and a half that I found out later were married. One, as I was lying in bed with her! Hell, she was married and 5 weeks pregnant! Just wanted a "friend" until her husband got back from Iraq. I had to get up and leave when I found that out. It was hard...no pun intended. People like that are making it real difficult for us single folks!

-Everyone doesn't have a pretty baby. Stop lying to people when they ask you. Just smile and give the ugly little bastard a "Coochie Coo."

-You don't need five more minutes. If you wake up at 6:55 and your alarm clock is about to go off at 7, get yo ass up! Believe me, I am a master of the snooze button and I try to get as much sleep as I can. What I have found out is that what I get in sleep I pay back in frustration on H-1! But I am Black. I don't want to get to work any earlier than I have to, but if I have a chance to get off early...

-Cast out your opinions with extreme discretion. If I never ask, then I don't value your views too much. That blank look on my face that looks like someone pressed the pause button? Yeah, that's right about the time that I quit listening.

-FTFs need to sign a contract or waiver. If you think you might catch feelings but want to play anyway, put it in writing so I will know. This helps me, and all others who play that way, be more aware of the possible signs. Such rules as "Never ask where I am going, or where I have been", or "Never, ever cuddle with me" should be written in bold. Also, sleep in the other bedroom if you are staying over.

-I'm also tired of going to the clubs where it's 5 dudes to every female. They should start issuing out shields at the door of the f*ckin' swordfest we just paid $20 to enter. Everytime I go I expect to hear the DJ bellow, "Welcome to Medieval Times!"


-When you borrow money from someone, and you live and work with him or her on a ship that is 569 ft. long, eventually your paths will cross. “I’ll get you on payday” can only be used once; after that it’s in the “Big Drink” you go.

-I have come to learn that nowadays everyone I meet was THE SH-T in High School. No waddling around in obscurity for these cats. Everyone was either Prom King/Queen, All-American this, “woulda went to college on a scholarship for (insert athletic/scholastic choice here) but…” C’mon!!! There is nothing wrong with being mediocre at anything. Hell, at one time I wasn’t a very good kickball player.

-Being a man of principle, I would like to say to all of the people that borrow things from me and don’t return them: Your day is coming, buddy! I am missing so many DVDs and CDs that it’s a damn shame. How can I watch “The Chappelle Show, Season 2” without the second disk? That’s just f*ckin’ evil!

-GP, the very fact that you have a vast collection of midget pornos has hereby disqualified you from being my running mate while we are overseas. You need to lie down on a couch and talk to someone in this world a hell of a lot smarter than I. Good luck finding either of those two people.

-I just want to find a woman that would like to sit down and listen to Prince’s Sign o’ the Times CD and the Diamond and Pearls single (both on “repeat”), eat cheese, drink wine and look at the stars. Is that too much to ask??

“Pop Life, everybody needs a thrill...”