Succubus B1tc# part 1

Once upon a time, there was a guy. A pretty stand up guy. Mildly attractive, but attractive nonetheless, with dreams of grandeur. This guy had just about everything he needed at the time that would comfort him. Nice car, Townhouse, good income, and budding career. Suddenly, along came a spider that sat down beside him and cold Jimmy Hoffa'd his life. How'd it happen?

The guy was a hopeless romantic with a trusting personality. A rarity in this era. The guy met her at a bar (should've been the first sign) while he was out after work. He gets her number after a pretty promising conversation with her. He calls and initiates first contact via telephone. Forgot to say that her sister/cousin (still don't understand to this day) approached him saying that her "sister was admiring him from across the room and wanted me to come over to chat with her" (THAT should've been the first sign, the previous should've been the second sign).

Anyways, a week or two goes by..... She contacts him while at a show to chat in which they converse for a bit before he tells her he's getting ready to go to the scheduled venue to perform. He also tells her that he'll call her once the shows over. This chick calls him 4-5 times within the next 2 hours, just cause she was bored and wanted to hear his voice (should've been strike three and out). It was frustrating to the guy, but he previously vowed to himself that he'd work on his patience when dealing with his love interests. He takes her calls in stride.

A couple of weeks go by, and she puts up a red flag saying that a member of the band he performs with, used to try to get with her and was cool with her sister/cousin. Her sister/cousin was supposed to be trying to link them up even though she knew he and she were together.... Funny, right? So, couple that with a situation that arose regarding his daughter's mother, things began to change......

I'm on some Russel Simmons shit..........

Call me materialistic or something, but lately I've been attracted to tall women with modelesque features. I don't know when this whole thing came about, but I'm on it now. Now, I've never dated an ugly girl a day in my life (although I've had a couple of hiccups along the way), but I really dig long legs and curves now..... I should've titled this thing Shallow Hal or something. I'm guessing that's why I haven't settled down yet truthfully. Until I find one that's really into me, I'm just going to surf for a while. I guess I just feel like if I'm going to go through the riggors of a relationship and essentially contemplate long term situations, I figure I'd at least want to have a knockout to remind me of why I'm putting up with some bullshit.

Funny thing is I wasn't on that. I used to just be comfortable with someone (female obviously) who just wanted to be with me. My, how shit has changed. I guess I know my worth and know my blessings..... they will come, I'm sure of it.

Yeah, it will.

Being Brasco..... @ Station 9

So, I met a couple of young ladies last night at Station 9 who were GORGEOUS....... I got their numbers, save for one. Now, for me, I wasn't really one to get numbers electing to stick with women that I knew previously or had some familiarity with. Last night, I was being Brasco. Not like I'm whack or anything, I just never really had the drive to run the rat race. Again, Last night, I was being Brasco....

The one whose number I didn't get, I also didn't ask for it either..... BELEIVE ME, there's nothing wrong with a 5'11 model that resembles a thin Gloria Velez, but I think maybe she rubbed me the wrong way. I don't know what it was.... The whole time, I was looking at her like "I should get the number", but I just didn't have the energy to. The other two, whose numbers I did get, were involved in an entirely different scenario. I was proud of myself. I was on my shit.

Back to shorty whose number I didn't get.... I think maybe she thought I had some money. At least that's what it felt like. As soon as she sat down at the table, she came over to me and hugged up next to me. Not a problem, but I'm like, if I was dressed regular and not at a table..... She wouldn't be payin me any attention. The other two DID give off the impression though. This year, I'm going with my intuition......

Valkyrie

Tom Cruise can act, but he can't play a german. The End.

Good movie nonetheless...

15 days.....

Sooo.......... We're 15 days into the new year and I'm hell bent on change. How cliche is that!? I seriously have been thinking about my life path and am in the middle of negotiating my future. There are several things that I've come to realize, right or wrong, within the past couple of weeks. They are as follows:

• Michelle Obama's mother is moving into the White House. Either I'm crazy or that's pretty ghetto. You know what they say, "you can take a n!gg@ out the ghetto, but you can't take the ghetto out the n!gg@"!
• I too can sing a song, promote it, and gain notoriety in singing about Lions, and Tigers, and Bears!!!! It worked for Judy Garland and now Jazmine Sullivan! I will TOTALLY be a superstar!!!!!!!!!!!
• George Bush is the most hilarious president we've ever witnessed, hands down!!!!! I may give him the dumbest as well, but he got cool points for admitting he fucked up. Confession is 9/10 the law...
• I have got to see Slumdog. That shit looked ill for some reason.
• Friends can be lovers if either they're mature enough to handle the situation or, if there's enough 1738 in their systems.....
• The Washington Wizards suck this year and Gilbert Arenas doesn't care. Smart move Abe and Ernie.
• The invention called the vocorder and creation of the Autotuner has launched and ressurrected the careers of multiple music industry performers! The damn Autotuner needs to accept these awards, not the artists.
• If I hear another song written about Barack Obama or change, I'm gonna puke a Buick...
• Tom Cruise can play in a german movie, as a german native, without a german accent, and not get heckled ! Tom Cruise is either the devil or has struck a deal with him....

These are just outward blasts of random thought. My introspection is a little deeper. I am one song away from completing my first commercial album. I need to get more serious. I've been promoting enough, but I've got to do more. I intend to be posted in CA, ATL, NY, or TX by this time next year. It'll happen...... I know it.

Funny thing about sexuality, you're either hot or you're not. There is no in between. I've lived long enough to see that the most sexually free spirited individuals be the most unsure and nervous folks. Guess everyone can't be like me. Hmmm.... That sounded really arrogant. Well, arrogant or not, I know what I want and how I want it. My problem is, I try to read what the woman wants. BIG MISTAKE. Assertion is probably the most erotically igniting facade that we face daily. If you don't know what you're doing, there's no turnoff greater. WOW.... I just learned it myself. As I was typing. Makes a lot of sense., these blogs do help.....

Been contemplating getting back on my green again. I got the urge. Been trying to fight it. Damned vices..... I was a year removed from sex and didn't buckle until recently, but got the itch for some green and I'm feeling this shit..... I've gotta get my priorities straight.....

My relationship game is fucked up at the moment. I don't want one. PERIOD. Exclusive sex (though if not, that's fine too....) is fine, but names, property,..... not cool. I trust how I feel, but I don't trust people. They're too sketchy and fickle....I've got some deep rooted trust issues here. 8 out of 10 times, I trust myself. I'd rather just chill..... Obligations can, as a friend says, "Kick Rocks"!!!

I HATE.... NO, I LOATHE the D.C. club scene. Ain't another uppity society except Beverly Hills,CA but at least you expect them to be that way. Booshy (however you spell that shit) fuckers don't know how to be cool and conversation. They need to let their issues go before coming out to the club. So what if you've been hurt before? I'm not him. Also, n!gg@s get straight ignorant. I've partied in clubs from Cali, to Houston, to even Puerto Rico, and these fuckers suck..... 4REAL!!!

Anyways, I hope things will keep turning. I'm encouraged by what I've received so far this year.... Should be promising.....

Cadillac Records

Yooooooo...... This movie was the hype!!!!!! A la Ray, Five Heartbeats, etc.... This movie chronicles the life of musicians. It feels the same as the others, but I've a longlasting love the Blues and this movie did it a little justice. I came away impressed with the plot as well as the acting in this one. I feel everyone did a good job...... but I was really intrigued with Mos Def in this. Definitely have a close understanding with his character.

I'm not going to spoil this one, I'll keep it simple: Buy it when it comes out.

Seven Pounds of bull.....

So, my first movie of the '09 year was very drowsy. Seven Pounds featuring Will Smith and Rosario Dawson was DEFINITELY hyped up but I think I lost seven pounds waiting for this dry @ss movie to end. Maybe I'm insensitive and couldn't grasp the concept revolving around the movie.... Nah, that ain't it. I love people. They just get on my nerves. Nonetheless, I'd help good people out if I had what they needed and if I could spare it.

This movie however, just didn't strike a major chord with me. More like a dissonance (for all you musicians). I spent more time with jokes than actually paying attention to the movie. Realistically, it's not a bad movie. It's just not a good movie either and to Will's credit, he actually played a role in which he wasn't his usual sarcastic self. That's the 2nd time I know of that he's accomplished that feat (last time being in Pursuit of Nappyness).

I was entertained but bored through it. It could have been worse, but could have been better. It was very limited. I'll probably see the Notorious movie next..... Probably on my day off.....