Archive for October, 2008
No more strippers. Ever. Ever.
Oct 29th
So I recently was charged with planning a bachelorette party for one of my girlfriends. None of the bridesmaids involved in the planning lived in the city where the party had to take place and none of us lived near each other, so it was a bit of a challenge to coordinate the logistics.
We figured it’d be simple: Find a dance club or a strip club (although I used to be a stripper myself, I’m not a fan of male dancers ;), pile a bunch of ladies in a car and call it a nite… But after we called around a bit we found that there were no male strip clubs — or is it female strip clubs (not sure what you would call a club where men dance — is it a male strip club because the dancers are male, or a female strip club because it’s primarily for women… who knows?…) Anyway, there were tons of places to see dancing girls, but none for boys.
Now we gotta find a freelance wardrobe-removal consultant (I believe that’s the proper PC term for this career) So naturally we turned to Myspace… The rate wasn’t outrageous — $200 for a private show — so I said sure let’s go for it, and we locked it in.
We rented a suite for the nite, bought a bunch of liquor, and had the bride convinced that we weren’t gonna do anything wild — just drink, listen to music and hang out on her next to last nite of single-ness ;) Dude was scheduled to arrive around 10:30 but he didn’t show up until well after 11. Then when he came to the door, he was still in his street clothes — no cop or electrician or room service uniform. Just a dude in jeans with a suitcase. Totally ruined the surprise “Where do I change?” he asked.
“Really?” I shouted back. More >
Dude looks like a lady… kinda
Oct 29th
Each year on the Tuesday before Halloween, thousands of Washingtonians come out to Dupont Circle for the annual High Heel Race. Dupont is the center of DC’s gay community and the high heel drag race is an event where a bunch of men dressed in drag and other crazy costumes come out and put on a mini-parade which culminates in a race down 17th Street. I’ve been attending religiously for the past 4 or 5 years and I heart it.
I had a pretty bad day today. Got some awful news that completely bummed me out. I almost didn’t go but as I was sitting at home on my sofa I thought to myself, “What better way is there to pull yourself out of a funk than to go to something so ridiculous?” So I got up and went and I’m super glad I did.
This is me and my bud, Kojo. I brought him to the race for the first time last year. It took some convincing, but after last year’s event I think he was hooked. Now he’s my drag race road dawg ;) More >
Which came first, the chicken or the ‘X’?
Oct 28th
Oh Eldra… Could that really be you in both of these photos? Say it ain’t so.
El DeBarge, the love of my life from like 1985 thru 1997, has been arrested yet again on drug possession charges. He’s been in trouble a lot in recent years, and I’m really hoping he can get it together and make a comeback! Hahaha… I am so kidding. Although a few years ago when he was performing at this little lounge in DC, me and a couple of my girls were super geeked to go out to see him. But we only wanted to hear the old stuff. His stuff was classic, Rhythm of the Nite, I Like it, You Wear It Well, All This Love… El DeBarge (and DeBarge as a whole) is one of those artists you don’t want to hear anything new from, because if it’s not fantastic it could taint their near-perfect discography. I feel the same way about Frankie Beverly and Maze. Just keep touring with the hits — put out another greatest hits album with the songs arranged in a different order and I’ll buy it. Just don’t go back into the studio!!!
El was clearly hopped up when we saw him… but he sounded damn good. It’s so sad to see your favorite artists go thru tough times, but then you remember they’re just normal people. Everyone has an addict relative that can’t get their stuff together. My friend Herbie does a joke about how we need to stop being outraged when athletes commit crimes and recognize that criminals sometimes have other skills. (I’m paraphrasing here… but it goes something like…) “We need to stop saying ‘I can’t believe that basketball player assaulted that woman’ and start saying ‘Wow, that rapist has a great jumpshot.’”
And it’s so true. We don’t know how long he’s been at this. I’m sure he didn’t start getting high the first night he was arrested… Perhaps we shouldn’t look at El DeBarge (or any other artist in his situation) as a singer with a substance abuse problem. Maybe we should look at him as a drug addict with a nice falsetto.
I hope you get some help, El! We miss you man.
Who you are when no one is looking
Oct 27th
photo courtesy of: The Ladner Report
Hey y’all, my mom just forwarded me this post yesterday so it’s obviously been floating around since at least the beginning of the month and I’m probably hecka late, but I feel like it’s a story worth forwarding — especially when there are so many baseless, negative e-mails about Senator Obama floating around…
Here’s the synopsis: About 20 years ago, there was a young newlywed at an airport on her way to meet her new husband who had flown to their new home in Norway ahead of her. When she got to the counter she was told she’d have to pay a $100 fee in order to bring her second bag on board. She had no money and no one to call for help. But the man standing behind her in line offered to pay for her bag so she could bring all her belongings with her on her trip. More >
PHI 27, ATL 14 — a photo essay
Oct 26th
Yay! So thanks to my BFF Angi who works for the Atlanta Falcons (for like 2 more months… PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE don’t leave!!!), I was able to score tickets for me and my pop to the PHI/ATL game in Philly this afternoon. I was super excited as you can imagine — I don’t think I’ve been to a Philly game in like 3 years.
This is me and my boy John. He is from Atlanta and he’s a Falcon fan. We did a show together on Thursday nite and took this picture to commemorate our friendship. John seemed to think that no matter the outcome of today’s game, one of us would talk so much crap, our friendship would be over. Knowing that my team was going to win, I assured him that I was a better sport than that. Yet somehow he didn’t believe me. I know right… ME??? Talking trash about football??? ;)
Never.
The Phillies were playing at home tonite as well, so pretty much everyone in the stadium was decked out in gear for both teams. There were signs everywhere begging the Eagles fans to give up their parking spaces and cut the tailgating short for the World Series attendees. Yeah, good luck with that… More >
Dear Some White Lady:
Oct 24th
Dear “Some White Lady:”
Thank you sooooo much for the comments you left on the blog tonite. You literally made my nite ;) I guess the verdict is in. White people do have cousins. Now it’s time to let the world know!!!
Tee hee ;) It’s always fun to get an unexpected comment on an old blog. I busted out laughing just from reading your username. I may have to give you Alan’s contact info. I think you guys would hit it off. Sounds like you have a lot in common ;)
Ahhh…. some days y’all do the work for me ;)
Wrapped up in Howard — a great Christmas idea
Oct 21st
Since I was feeling all Howard U. lovey-dovey ;), I thought I’d post a photo of my HU t-shirt quilt. My mom jacked me for all my Howard t-shirts a few years ago and had this made for me for Christmas. At first I kinda missed my shirts, but then I realized I’d still have them forever… Plus it was pretty fun trying to replace them ;)
Patsy Howard is the woman that made the quilt for me. She has a website: http://www.pshquilts.com/. And she can take any collection of t-shirts you have and make you a beautiful quilt of just about any size. Mine fits my queen bed! They make amazing Christmas gifts… Just a suggestion ;)
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