20+ years has found me...

Feeling like the world is at my fingertips but not exactly sure which finger. Seeing myself as flexible and formless...able to navigate most professional environments, but not really sure which one is the one I should focus on. Becoming more and more comfortable everyday about the prospect of being solo for a long while yet realizing that success has its personal and relational drawbacks and I often wonder its worth. 20 years has found me wondering what it profits me to gain the world but lose my soul.

*(sidebar: this wasn't a depressing day or anything, but one of those days when you realize the things you stress and trip out about aren't the things that matter most.)

Conversation Starters

Men have an interesting method of communication. While waiting with my cousin and a family friend, both males, one of them decided silence wasn't enough and opened the conversation with:

"You know, I don't think the Clippers are gonna make it this year."

(I'm thinking...are you kidding me? No one asked what you thought about the clippers.)

Then the other replied with, "Well with ___________(you name the athlete) on the team...they didn't have a chance in hell."
A white and a mexican guy began a conversation in the school cafeteria with,

"What comes after 75?" -White guy
"76"-Mexican guy
"Now, that's the spirit."-white guy

From this point forward they covered sports teams, careers, family members, and cars. I was the only person who thought this entire exchange came from left field. I guess its the same with women. All it takes for women to begin a conversation is to see another woman with an admirable pair of shoes or hair so fly that you will just die if you don't try her stylist. From there we dive into neighborhoods, who knows who, did you date him?, I can't believe Mariah wore that to I think Mary J had a personal breakthrough to match that album.

In LA, people are not as social. In the club the other night, I was being a wallflower and waiting for my "jam" to hit the speakers. What song? My two favorites right now are: "lean wit it" and "miss new booty". That's neither here nor there. So, I'm standing against the wall not realizing that my arms are crossed on my chest and to onlookers I am "mean mugging". A gentleman that some other woman would've found attractive stood in front of me and emulated my gesture. I politely winked and smirked at him in an effort to say, "You are amusing and I'm not as mean as I look but you're not my type." My male friends present immediately attacked me and said I was "mean as hell". AAAAAHHHHHHHH....That's debatable. I am not mean. If I would've done more, the guy would've gotten the wrong impression. How do you let someone know you're not interested without being mean? How do you let someone you actually like know you think they're hot? How does the conversation start?

Back to Business

I am excited to revisit blog world today because I have held my thoughts for far too long. You ever have those times when you observe a scenario or have a thought you deem "bloggable"? I have had so many moments like this in the last two months, however, I was unable to remember them all. Please enjoy the ones that have seemed to store:

Moment #1: Airport Etiquette

Southwest Airlines is great because they make it possible for everyone to feel as if they are flying first class. They don't designate seats, although they do allow you board the plane in the order in which you checked in and received a printed boarding pass. The categories are broken into class A, B, and C. On a returning flight from Dallas, TX to Los Angeles, CA, I prided myself on having reserved my spot the night before my flight guaranteeing that I would have A-Class status upon my arrival. To my dismay, there were like 1,000 other people with A-Class standing!! I was pissed. So I positioned myself to stand in line before everyone else lined up. I'll be damned if this chick who was seated near the line didn't stand in front of me as if her seat was a part of the line!!! If I didn't have issues with being mean to people before taking a flight, I would've cussed her out. Moreover, if my name was something like LaKeta or Shanequa I would've beat her up!!

Since everyone flies first class on Southwest, the seating upon boarding is always open. However, there are unspoken rules. For example, when choosing a window seat, its okay to have some one sit in the aisle seat on your row. It is also appropriate to leave your things in the middle seat as a sign to others that they need to keep walking. Do not make eye contact with any of the remaining boarding passengers and feign slumber.


Moment #2: Three Six Mafia

Was I the only person that was ashamed for Negroes when they won? It seemed like they were being made a spectacle at the Oscars. I don't if they were really embraced or made fun of...thoughts?



Moment #3: Too old for foolishness

So, I encountered a woman who stated publicly that she was so busy at a particular event that she didn't have time to change her underwear. She's about 50+. An age I deem too old to forget you need to clean yourself and replace your panties...I mean you've been doing this act (hopefully) for the past 50 years...nothings new.


Moment #4: Juve the Great

There are some songs that come on the radio that immediately make even the classiest woman want to become a honey blond weave draped stripper with a big butt. I was sharing with a friend there are a number of rappers upon hearing their voices, I'm not sure that I would remember my morals or religious values. In fact, I might do whatever the hell these dudes tell me to do (not cuz they're HOT but because of their VOICES):

Juvenile
Ludacris
Paul Wall (his white ass would get it!!)
Bun-B
TI
Slim Thug

*notice they are all from the south!

DOC