Boys in Blue...2

So after a 20 min paddy wagon van ride, it stops and its "everybody out!" After going through a brief booking process, I go into the holding cell with everybody else. Man I'm talking about college kids, homeless, and just straight crazy. So I'm talking to this older white guy who was in for the same charge and we're just going back and fourth about how this is some bull, yada yada yada. Then we start noticing what other people are in there for. There was this one guy in there for peeing in his own yard. "I was just taking a piss on the side of the steps, and a cop was passing by, got out the car, and here I am!" I tried not to laugh but that shit was funny! So after about an hour, I get called to the nurse, and she screens me as I would be a health threat to the other prison population, God Forbid....

So I proceed to this cool breeze and was like "aye man, can I use the phone?" "Naw,...young brother you should have done that already." ("WTF!) "Man I didn't know, I was just doing what y'all told me to do and stay put, and I didn't get to make my call!" "Well to late, you're about to go back to yankee!".......Pause.......(self: I don't know the jail slang, but that sounds like the regular jail with everybody else). As my self assessment is correct, I get fitted with a blue, looks like a male nurse uni, and back to yankee I go with like 6 others. By this time its like 2 or 3 in the morning, mind you I got there around 10-11Pm. So this lady, looking like big mama, was like "aiight gents!", pick a cell. So at this time I'm just like F**k it. So get in the cell, automatic locks close and I see this slave looking dude sleeping on the floor. He wakes up and is like "what time is it lil n***a?" "I dunno, it was like 2 the last time I saw a clock." "Well what you in here fa?" "They say they got me for disorderly conduct." "Is that all?" "Man they could have given you a ticket for that." "What you in for?" "Lil man, I'm almost 30, Ive been in and out since I was 17. They say the got me for armed robbery, and the just tacked on attempted murder last week." "Oh aiight........" So this dude goes back to sleep, and get maybe a total of 20 min sleep when they cut the lights back on and we get some trays for breakfast. Man by this time I'm confused as hell, its still dark out and I'm getting breakfast. "What time is it?" "Well its breakfast so its prob. about 4:30." Needless to say, jail food is not poppin so I take a spoon full of the grits and a bite of the waffle, and gave the rest to my man. Finally the sun makes it self known and a brother goes to bond court and gets a PR bond, which mean I get out for free but I've gotta go to court. Back to the cell until I get release. About 2 hours later they call me and my man in the cell was like "ayyy!, let me get that T-Shirt, I don't know how they let you in hear with it." In my mind im like dude, I'm 6'-2" 185, and your 6"-6" 220, but aiight. "Here you go dog." "Good looking lil man." "Well be safe out there in the street dog, you'll be aiight, y'all lil n***a's just need to slow down out there."

Boys in Blue...

Man to this day this s#@&* still pisses me off. So I was out the other day at looking to take advantage of the tax free weekend. Needless to say I found nothing. Its funny how when you wanna spend money you dont buy anything, and when you don't thats when you see something you like. But anywho....

So I'm in this store and I see the boys in blue walk in the stake the place to make sure everything is in order. As he's walking around I'm grillin him as he is grillin me. So I move to a different section in the stores and magically he follows. WTF!!! So I continue to grill and let it be known in a elevated tone that I'm not trying to steal anything. So my girl is like "baby calm down. It's not that serious. Man F!@#& that! I hate the police." So she starts laughing but frankly I didnt find anything funny. I am about to run up on a year mark of my runin with the law which gives me my right to hate the boys in blue. I know hate is a strong word, but in this case in my heart so I'ma let it out. Here it is:

So we are tailgaiting at the university, not to be named just in case. But If you know Jarrod, or do some slight research you can figure it out. Its a thursday, in the fall, in the south, 75 outside, 4pm. It just doesnt get any better. The women were looking great, guys were chillin making predictions, and getting our grill on in the midst of 80,000 people. Yeah SEC country!

After 3 hours of grillin and SUV of food, mixing it in with nearby tail gaters we head into the game and make our way into the student section right behind the goal post. It was three of us, we find a great spot and post up to waiit for the kickoff. The first half was great, the home team was down not by much, wich indicated a strong second half from the home team. So its half time and it all goes down. So one of the three begins to get into a verbal confrontation with the "clear people'. A female. She claims that he said something derogatory. So the boys in blue roll up they start talking and kicked him out! Like straight up, no questions asked, didn't ask his side just said lets go! By this time were "blown" (I use quotes, not from Md.). So my friend and I go and talk to this other officer he was cool with to find out why the third guy with us got kicked out. The cop was like "man I dunno, I didn't see it. But can you point out the officer?" With the swiftness like a little kid in the classroom with straight arm out, we both pointed him out. So he sees that we are singling him out and he walks over.

"Whats the problem?"
"Were just trying to figure what happend to our friend and why he got put out?"
"Well dont worry about all that. Your friend got put out, I put him out and if you've got a problem talkd to me!"
"Hold up dog, Its not that serious we're just trying to figure it out. He didnt sayanything to that girl!"

So the talking goes back and fourth, back and fourth in a according manner, and finally he says "Thats it!", "you can go talking to my freind that was left."

"Man what!" "What did I do, I was talking your fellow officer about my friend, what did I do?"

As he is getting escourted out, I'm talking to the original officer before this hot head rolled up.

"He didn't do anything, what is he getting put out for?!"

"That's it, you can go to!"

So whatever, by this time wer're pissed so the are escourting us out in the middle of halftime with the mean grip on the wrists and then in the middle of the stands under the stadium...

"If you ever reach for my gun again I'll f#$*n kill you!" as he turns around and proceeds to choke me.

Livid, and ready to black out, I yelled 2 or 3 times "how I am gonna reach for your gun when your partner has my hads!!!!!!"

So he says it again, and then places me in cuffs writes me a damn citation and in the back of the paddy wagon van I go to county.......WTF!!!

Part II later...

Sound off! 1

I don't know if its because I'm getting older, have some kind of complex or what, but lately there are just allot of things that pisses me off. The ignorance in me reverts back to my Chapelle Show days: "If you have hate in your heart let it out!" Well here it goes, this is what got me going yesterday..

1. The young lady in my life tells me from time to time that I act like I hate our own.....black people.
   
   Man listen. I don't hate our own, I just hate our ignorance and how in our society the action of one is the action of all. I hate when I meet "the other man", or "clear people" (shouts to Talia) you've got to get them to warm up to you. Its like you have to lay out your life story for them to deem you acceptable. I just feel like in many cases our people are behind the 8-ball for all the wrong reasons. I was watching the show on BET "We got to do better". The first question was who is Obama. To my dismay, every body interviewed except for one didn't know who he was! WTF! How could you not know who the potential first black president is!? Is this not what we have been waiting for? Man I'm to the point where we just need to get it together.
   
2. Yesterday my lady tells me about her weekend at one of her home girls party in the A. She was saying how some guy we saw in the mall felt like I was grilling him up like he stole something.
   
   Man whatever! This is how it went down. I was in the mall, some store, looking for some Polos and this dude, her frat walks up. Dude was smiling from ear to ear looking like some gump and was like "you going to your girls party this weekend?" "Ima be there she says, you know we all going, you" "Yeah you know it, what you think I'm in the mall for now!" Cool. Now if you ask guys there is this thing we try to abide by called man law. You women may not completely get it but it is what it is. So as they were talking and he walked away, I had this look on my face as I grilled him. I grilled this gump a@@ dude because he looked at me walks away and says not a word. Man, I'm sorry just felt like my morals were being challenged in the midst of the moment. You know my lady, I'll give you that. But even if you don't know the situation you still acknowledge a brother. At least say what up. So hell yeah I grilled him, and would do it again.
   

I gotta finish this later, my Job awaits...

The beauty of Nostalgia...

Most of our life times have run across what Jarrod and I refer to "old heads" & "cool breezes". As we know, these are the older gentlemen that tend to pass on their knowledge from their lifetime to help school us young heads that think we know everything. But in reality we know nothing! I've had plenty of old heads simply tell me "just keep living young man".....

So here it goes.

Story #1

So we are sitting in the office one day, and I'm telling the two old heads in the office about the female problems I was having at the time. I then proceed to tell them that I was getting ready to take a trip back up D.C. to kick it with some of the homies from Hampton. As and added bonus I tell old head #1 that one my past PYT's lives up in the area and I'll prob. hang with just to catch up on life.

So he proceeds to ask me, in the midst of women troubles did I plan on doing more that catching up on life? Thus the convo went like this..

Old Head#1: "Like I said, what you gonna do when you gonna get up there? I know you are not going to just hang around boys the entire time. You're to old for that shit!"

Me: "Come on man! My friends and I always know some nice young women to hang out with. That's not even an option. ( If you don't believe, proceed to J-Rod)."

Old Head #1: "Well....that's all good, but that's not what I'm getting at. If you are chillen with old girl, and y'all get to catchin up to much what you gonna do?"

Me: "Hell, I don't know. I haven't even gotten that far in my trip. But I have been talking to her and were supposed to hang out for a bit."

Old Head#1: "Man damn all that. You're a man ain't ya! Ain't ya!"

Me: "YEAH!!"

Old Head#1: "You married!?"

Me: "Naw...."

Old Head #1: "Well then look this what you gonna do...You gonna knock her ass out the park like no body's business. When is the last time you gave her a taste?"

Me: "Man hell early college, maybe freshman/sophomore year."

Old Head#1: "Well this is how its going down. You need to make a statement. Let her know what she's been missing. Go hit up the Shell gas station, go to the register and get you this shit call STAMINA RX. Get you a Mountain Dew, and take it about an hour before ya'll go out or do the dew."

Me: "Dude....I'm cool. I don't need all that. But just curious, what about a PEPSI?"

Old Head#1: Dammit, that's the problem with you young people. Ya don't listen, and you think you know every thing! I don't know nothing about no PEPSI! I know about Mountain Dew! And that's what you gonna do!

As I thought about this. I died laughing. At that moment in became apparent that old heads live their dreams out through you!!

Back from the grave....

Well,.... I am back from the depths of the grave. Its been a minute, but its been worth it. Since the last couple of blogs, a brother was in the middle of finishing his thesis to graduate. That finally ended (thank the lord), I graduated, got a pretty good job and the rest shall fall in place with the posts. For next couple of months the rundown shall go accordingly:

1. "Nose candy" is real!
2. Old heads, their advice, their stories, and living out their last dreams through you.
3. Accepting the grown man status
4. Women: friends vs. girlfreinds
5. The work place, people and their outlandish stories.
6. Runins with the law!!!

Purpose or Greed? 1

It was once told me that people are a reason, season , or a lifetime. After hearing such a quote, that stays in the back of my mind from time to time. The thing that bothers me, is how do you know who is what? Is someone that pops up in life randomly on occasion a reason, season, or a lifetime. It would seem to me that such person qualifies as 1, possibly 2 of the reasons. They have definitely been around for a reason, but the ending question is it for a season, or lifetime. I have to admit, I'm obsolete young black man, college degree(recent grad), no kids, healthy, will make money, and knows his direction in life. But with sayin all that, im not looking for anything that is a lifetime right now. But what keeps popping up in front of me, I think sometimes I force. Purpose or Greed?, I have not decide yet that is yet to be determined. Logically, to me, it seems as both, but in the real world, there cannot be both!

Margin of Error

As I ment to blog at the beginning of the year, my new thing right now is maintaining my margin of error. As it was pointed out to me on talk radio, we all have been born with a margin of 100%. As we have come up through the years, in different walks of life, we have chipped away at our margin. We can all remember such things like, lying to mom or dad about a test grade and they found out other wise, possibly getting caught cheating on a test in middle or highschool, being drunk in public somewhere and forgetting to call your loved one back. It is at these moments that we have chipped away at our margin of error. These days, I say that I live from day to day, because it is less stressfull, and helps me maintain my margin of error. Is my margin still resting at 100%, NO WAY!, as long as I stay above, lets say.....65%, then I am doing okay in my book. Life is a Bitch, you just have to maintain your margin throughout the journey.

Ive been tryin to graduate...

To all of those that have completed there undergraduate studies the understand...I have been absent from the game for a minute to complete what they call a thesis. Quietly, there has been many stories and ingnorance to share...Graduation has been completed this past Mother's Day, so let the writing begin!

Is it really what it seems???

I took me a while to put this up....

So last week Mitchum and I were in this restaurant/bar in VA Beach, chillin and being fly as usual. Frankly, nobody was touchin' us, but anywho.......

So we are watching the games and this guy and his date in front of us. So I proceed to point out that my man here has bought like 5 rounds of drinks since we have been in the establishment, not to mention the dinner. So we both wonder if he is going to get what he hopes is the end result at the end of the night, which ends up in a bed or where ever you like it. So Mitchum proceeds to tell me that he doesn't think his game is strong enough to do such, because he seems as thought he is fumbling with his date. But I gave him the benefit of the doubt. And then it hit me!! So I asked my homie the following.......

"Are ni!#%s participating in legal prostitution?".......................As always he give me the what the hell is wrong with you look when I ask random shit! But I explained that with prostitution you are basically paying for sex to happen at some point or another. So in reference to my friend here, that is buying all these rounds of drinks its kind of obvious what he wants his end result to be.....Thus is kind of like prostitution because he is paying for everything in hopes of something............

My boy Mitchum pauses and then agrees, do you?......................