The first thing I thought of while listening to this beautifully arranged and orchestrated album was "Man, this man had SWAGGA!" Frank Sinatra is one excellent vocalist and this outstanding selection of material definitely deserves to be one of the best albums of all time. This was Sinatra's fourth collaboration with a man that seems to be his musical soulmate, Nelson Riddle. Just like "In The Wee Small Hours", this album was perfect in both musical arrangement and vocal styling. I love the "big band" sound and that vibe swings on throughout the disc. Unlike the album recorded prior to this one, "Swingin' Lovers" contains a much lighter mood with happier songs that'll make you wanna sway the day away.
He again tackles some legendary hits such as "Makin' Whoopee", Cole Porter's timeless classics "Anything Goes" and "I've Got You Under My Skin," and one of my favorites, Gershwin's "Love is Here to Stay". It was interesting how I kept thinking about Billie Holiday's version of that same song; or at least Diana Ross' version of it (when she so brilliantly portrayed Billie in "Lady Sings the Blue"). Frank's version, of course, was uniquely his own vocal interpretation, but the smoothness and clarity of his delivery was reminiscent of Lady Day.
The running time is only 44 minutes, but it is packed full of spirted jazzy ditties that make you feel romantic and being the closet entertainer that I am, it made me wish 1) that I had a microphone stand and 2) that my tuxedo was clean so that I could emulate this pimp's style! The bravado and suavity, or swagga if you will, that he possessed while making this album was so evident, I could just picture him on stage, looking debonair while his vocals soared and women fainted dead away.
The liner notes quote this collection as "bright, insouciant, urbane, witty, colored with smoky pastel hues and easy, buoyant rhythms of jazz". I was certainly buoyed away while listening. Frank was in perfect voice on this album. His inflections are brilliant; he's like a maestro at putting character and texture into his singing. I suppose when you're a perfectionist like Frank was, that type of talent is bound to shine through. His collaborator, Riddle, called him an "intense perfectionist"and said he was the opposite of another famous crooner, Nat King Cole. Where Nat was cool and calm when recording, it appears that Sinatra was never at ease, always intensely focused on getting the best sound from himself and the music. (singing)"But don't forget, folks, that's what you get, folks" when loving Frankie!
Another great album gets crossed off the list and another awesome experience gets recorded in my head. If even half of the albums I listen to are as enjoyable as this one, this will have totally been worth the trip! If you love spectacular big band music, clever and beautiful arrangements, AND perfect vocals, you should definitely give this one a listen. To quote one of the song titles from the album, Frank's voice is just "Too Marvelous for Words"!
Monday, October 19, 2009
Sunday, September 27, 2009
#1/100 - In The Wee Small Hours - Frank Sinatra (1955)
As I kick off my journey into music, who would be more perfect to start off with but the "chairman of the board" himself, Frank Sinatra. He seems to have quite a few monikers, another of them being "The Voice", and after listening to this CD, I have to say that this f*cker can seriously croon! Not that I didn't appreciate him already, but I got the full power of Sinatra with this album. Listening to it, I can see why many people consider him to be the voice of early American pop music. This entire collection of "mood music" made me feel very much like I was "Deep in a Dream", the title of one of these lush and perfectly orchestrated numbers.
"In the Wee Small Hours", recorded in just a few days, was the first long play (LP) album from the chairman, and he makes the most of it! Although the LP form of recording music was introduced in 1948, it didn't really begin to get it's real credit until around 1953 and Frank, born Francis Albert Sinatra, was one of the pioneers to start it. Pete Welding, who wrote the liner notes for the CD, quotes the album as being "wistful melancholy that is almost elegaic in character, sad without being merely cloying or suggesting desperation." I couldn't agree more. The album is 50 minutes of pure lushness. Arranged and orchestrated by Nelson Riddle, who would go on to collaborate with Frank on several albums, the music matches Frank's emotive voice perfectly. He sounds mellow, strong, and sends his voice to soaring heights. My favorites in the collection of these jazzy, easy listening tunes include Cole Porter's "What is This Thing Called Love", with an awesome flute solo, and the classic "Mood Indigo" by Duke Ellington". The melancholy whimsy of "I See Your Face Before Me" was another standout.
Much of the music in this classic collection, regarded as "one of the finest, most perfectly realized and deeply satisfying recordings of his long career", was inspired by Frank's taboo affair and subsequent breakup with the notorious Ava Gardner. I couldn't help but think he was talking about her as he sang "Can't We Be Friends?" He didn't write any of the songs in this collection, but the breakup proved to be excellent fodder from which to draw. His interpretation of the music contained a sentimental uniqueness that was all Frank. His voice was so clear and strong, it made me want to sing. But, I suppose that's not saying much because I sing along with everything! But it made we want to have the timber of voice as rich as Frank's.
Sinatra was known for being a badass; "he loved, he brawled, he had style, he had guts, he could even act. And, of yeah, he defined American Pop." I had never heard this album before, although I did know a couple of the tunes here. What a way to start my journey of discovery. I loved listening to this album and would certainly recommend it to any lover of smooth music from a singer who croons like no other! This member of the notorious Rat Pack personified style.
"In the Wee Small Hours", recorded in just a few days, was the first long play (LP) album from the chairman, and he makes the most of it! Although the LP form of recording music was introduced in 1948, it didn't really begin to get it's real credit until around 1953 and Frank, born Francis Albert Sinatra, was one of the pioneers to start it. Pete Welding, who wrote the liner notes for the CD, quotes the album as being "wistful melancholy that is almost elegaic in character, sad without being merely cloying or suggesting desperation." I couldn't agree more. The album is 50 minutes of pure lushness. Arranged and orchestrated by Nelson Riddle, who would go on to collaborate with Frank on several albums, the music matches Frank's emotive voice perfectly. He sounds mellow, strong, and sends his voice to soaring heights. My favorites in the collection of these jazzy, easy listening tunes include Cole Porter's "What is This Thing Called Love", with an awesome flute solo, and the classic "Mood Indigo" by Duke Ellington". The melancholy whimsy of "I See Your Face Before Me" was another standout.
Much of the music in this classic collection, regarded as "one of the finest, most perfectly realized and deeply satisfying recordings of his long career", was inspired by Frank's taboo affair and subsequent breakup with the notorious Ava Gardner. I couldn't help but think he was talking about her as he sang "Can't We Be Friends?" He didn't write any of the songs in this collection, but the breakup proved to be excellent fodder from which to draw. His interpretation of the music contained a sentimental uniqueness that was all Frank. His voice was so clear and strong, it made me want to sing. But, I suppose that's not saying much because I sing along with everything! But it made we want to have the timber of voice as rich as Frank's.
Sinatra was known for being a badass; "he loved, he brawled, he had style, he had guts, he could even act. And, of yeah, he defined American Pop." I had never heard this album before, although I did know a couple of the tunes here. What a way to start my journey of discovery. I loved listening to this album and would certainly recommend it to any lover of smooth music from a singer who croons like no other! This member of the notorious Rat Pack personified style.
Friday, September 25, 2009
The Beginning of a Musical Voyage!
"I love music....any kind of music. I love music....just as long as it's groovin'!" Man, can I remember singing along to those words when I was a kid. The O'Jays must have been reading my mind back in the day, because I am in love with music. Not a day goes by that I'm not immersed in the music for some period of time. And today, I am excited to be embarking on a journey through all types of music in my quest to listen to and blog about the 100 greatest albums of all time! There were several lists that I examined in my effort to decide which ones to choose, from Rolling Stone to Billboard, but it seemed to me that the most interesting and panoramic list belonged to Time magazine. So, that's the list I'm going with!
For the next 6 months to a year, I will be introducing myself to some of the greatest artists of all time; some of them I'm familiar with and some of them, not so much. It will indeed be a journey of discovery that I hope some of you will take with me. The list includes the likes of Miles Davis, Stevie Wonder, Hank Williams Jr. and Public Enemy. I'll start from the earliest decade, the 50's, and work my way to the 00's. It's exciting to think about all the new music I'll be awakened to, and all the great tunes that will feel like running into an old friend.
Although, some of my personal favorites like Rachelle Ferrell and the Isley Brothers didn't make the cut, I still think this list has some of the best music of my time. Keep in mind that I won't be counting down from 100 to number 1. Opinions vary too much for that. I'm just taking it from the oldest to the newest and you can pick your favorites as we groove along. So stick with me for the ride and let's jam to the music!
For the next 6 months to a year, I will be introducing myself to some of the greatest artists of all time; some of them I'm familiar with and some of them, not so much. It will indeed be a journey of discovery that I hope some of you will take with me. The list includes the likes of Miles Davis, Stevie Wonder, Hank Williams Jr. and Public Enemy. I'll start from the earliest decade, the 50's, and work my way to the 00's. It's exciting to think about all the new music I'll be awakened to, and all the great tunes that will feel like running into an old friend.
Although, some of my personal favorites like Rachelle Ferrell and the Isley Brothers didn't make the cut, I still think this list has some of the best music of my time. Keep in mind that I won't be counting down from 100 to number 1. Opinions vary too much for that. I'm just taking it from the oldest to the newest and you can pick your favorites as we groove along. So stick with me for the ride and let's jam to the music!
Sunday, July 5, 2009
I have Followers!?
So, I know I haven't been faithful to my old blog like a real friend should be, but I had a "kinda cute" guy :-) remind me of it today and I signed in to read some of my old posts and maybe write and had a little bit of an epiphaniy!! I have FOLLOWERS! (and by the way, I'm kinda funny, too!) WTF? That feels awesome to see that people are interested in what I have to write. Seriously? That, my friends, or shall I say, my followers, is badazz!! Thanks for being so interested in what little I have to say. It may be 5 or 10 today, but that's a start, right? Now, I feel like I need to post (legitimately good) stuff on here! I suppose I can post some of my creative work, and I feel a little bit ridiculous that I haven't thought of that before. I always just get on here and post what I'm feeling or what I'm doing. So, IT's ON!!!
So, anyhoo...I don't have much to say other that that. (LOL) I am just so touched that people actually read what I have to write. It's awesome! It kind of makes me feel like my writing career has started. I know....I'm probably reading too much into it, but I choose to be optimistic....nothing wrong with that, right? :-)
Well, now that I'm in here, of course, I can't stop writing right away. This July 4tth weekend was pretty kosh! (as in kosher) I had a really good time. We went to a couple parties, I had a date with a guy who's first inclination was to grab my crotch and want to sleep together (eesh, really?! Is everybody like that here?). Not to say he wasn't a good guy. He was quite funny and good looking, but seriously I'm so over the "meet and freak" situation. Can't we just meet, laugh, get to know each other, get turned on by each other's natural conversation and sensuality and then grope each other and get our hot sex on after that? I've had quite a few of those initial sex encounters and I'm just not doing that anymore (mostly)!
At least that means that I still have that sexual thing that turns people on, though, right? Except I wish I could turn that off and turn on the "I'm a great catch and the great sex comes after the great conversation" switch. It must be on the fritz or something. It seems like the minute I meet somebody and I say that I'm not trying to get into their pants right away, it's like "Oh, OK, I'll call you back." So many people are just out for the quick sex. Yeah, OK. Sex is good. I'm the first to admit that. Me likee orgasmo!! But what happens after that? Shouldn't you figure that out first? I mean if you're really interested in someone for the long haul, you should wanna know these things. There are so many people who just don't care about that. it's the sex, it's the cum, it's the "right this moment" factor. Luckily, I don't get depressed easily. So, there's that!
I'm a very hot-natured person, Lord knows how I love my daily dose of Xtube and Movie Monster, but I can always get a quickie from that. I want more. I want to be able to hold someone and kiss them deeply and just snuggle next to them, which of course, makes me hard as a rock. It's on after that. But the people that I've been meeting keep trying to skip that part. I AIN'T HAVIN' IT! I may be old-fashioned, but I don't give a what! I know who I am and I know what I like. I've had a couple of guys to say to me, "We're two guys. Guys should be wanting sex." Guys DO want sex. I want sex! But, I want it with who I want it with.....not any old f*ckstick that wants to do it with me at the drop of a condom. If that were the case, I could just have sex and nothing else....all the time. But, I'm so over that. And I'm NOT knocking anybody who has that inclination. I used to be that guy. But, now that I've grown up, matured, and am looking for something serious, that just isn't my stylo anymore. What turns me on is someone who is really interested in me for my mind, for my conversation, and for who I am. Not just for what I have in my pants. The more someone appreciates the other stuff, the better everything else works, ya know? But, how in the world did I ever go off on this tangent! LOL
I was talking about the 4th weekend. Dayum! I could go on all night, cause I completely missed talkin' about Pride weekend. But, I won't. So, in a nutshell, the 4th weekend went like this: I was off Friday, so I chilled, cleaned up the crib, did my reading for school and then went to 341's. Met Tim at 341's, hung out with him for the evening, invited him to hang out with me on Saturday at the barbeques with Larry and Jared. Saturday, I picked him up (he wasn't even ready when I got there! that says a lot) we went to the first party, it wasn't happening so we went back over to team lared's and had a cocktail. Jared and Tim came to the agreement that we should just stay there and not go to the other barbeque and play Monopoly! As it turns out they are both huge Monopoly fans. Tim threatened to beat Jared's ass...Jared was ALL about that, cause there's not a challenge that he won't meet!! I didn't have an issue with it cause I love my games, so we just hung there and played games for the evening.
After we left there, I took Tim home, since he wasn't interested in hanging out anymore unless we were having sex (jeez, really?) and I came home. Sunday, I got up and took my car to get the oil changed, Jared picked me up and we took a walk around Lake Calhoun while that was being done. After that, we picked up the car, went back to their house and chilled til it was time to go to ANOTHER barbeque which was hosted by Andy, who's the team captain of Andy's Angels, which is our volunteer team for the Red Ribbon Ride. I'm a member this year for the first time and I'm completely stoked to be a part of it. It's an annual ride to raise money for people with HIV and AIDS and it's so awesome that I have friends who contribute to that cause. I've always been interested in volunteering and they convinced me to be a part of it this year.
Anyhoo, Dayum!! I was only logging on to say thanks to my "followers"....I still can't believe that. But, I so appreciate people reading my stuff! OK. I promise to have more stuff to print, to say, to share.
Please send me any comments that you have!! daraldmurray@yahoo.com!
So, anyhoo...I don't have much to say other that that. (LOL) I am just so touched that people actually read what I have to write. It's awesome! It kind of makes me feel like my writing career has started. I know....I'm probably reading too much into it, but I choose to be optimistic....nothing wrong with that, right? :-)
Well, now that I'm in here, of course, I can't stop writing right away. This July 4tth weekend was pretty kosh! (as in kosher) I had a really good time. We went to a couple parties, I had a date with a guy who's first inclination was to grab my crotch and want to sleep together (eesh, really?! Is everybody like that here?). Not to say he wasn't a good guy. He was quite funny and good looking, but seriously I'm so over the "meet and freak" situation. Can't we just meet, laugh, get to know each other, get turned on by each other's natural conversation and sensuality and then grope each other and get our hot sex on after that? I've had quite a few of those initial sex encounters and I'm just not doing that anymore (mostly)!
At least that means that I still have that sexual thing that turns people on, though, right? Except I wish I could turn that off and turn on the "I'm a great catch and the great sex comes after the great conversation" switch. It must be on the fritz or something. It seems like the minute I meet somebody and I say that I'm not trying to get into their pants right away, it's like "Oh, OK, I'll call you back." So many people are just out for the quick sex. Yeah, OK. Sex is good. I'm the first to admit that. Me likee orgasmo!! But what happens after that? Shouldn't you figure that out first? I mean if you're really interested in someone for the long haul, you should wanna know these things. There are so many people who just don't care about that. it's the sex, it's the cum, it's the "right this moment" factor. Luckily, I don't get depressed easily. So, there's that!
I'm a very hot-natured person, Lord knows how I love my daily dose of Xtube and Movie Monster, but I can always get a quickie from that. I want more. I want to be able to hold someone and kiss them deeply and just snuggle next to them, which of course, makes me hard as a rock. It's on after that. But the people that I've been meeting keep trying to skip that part. I AIN'T HAVIN' IT! I may be old-fashioned, but I don't give a what! I know who I am and I know what I like. I've had a couple of guys to say to me, "We're two guys. Guys should be wanting sex." Guys DO want sex. I want sex! But, I want it with who I want it with.....not any old f*ckstick that wants to do it with me at the drop of a condom. If that were the case, I could just have sex and nothing else....all the time. But, I'm so over that. And I'm NOT knocking anybody who has that inclination. I used to be that guy. But, now that I've grown up, matured, and am looking for something serious, that just isn't my stylo anymore. What turns me on is someone who is really interested in me for my mind, for my conversation, and for who I am. Not just for what I have in my pants. The more someone appreciates the other stuff, the better everything else works, ya know? But, how in the world did I ever go off on this tangent! LOL
I was talking about the 4th weekend. Dayum! I could go on all night, cause I completely missed talkin' about Pride weekend. But, I won't. So, in a nutshell, the 4th weekend went like this: I was off Friday, so I chilled, cleaned up the crib, did my reading for school and then went to 341's. Met Tim at 341's, hung out with him for the evening, invited him to hang out with me on Saturday at the barbeques with Larry and Jared. Saturday, I picked him up (he wasn't even ready when I got there! that says a lot) we went to the first party, it wasn't happening so we went back over to team lared's and had a cocktail. Jared and Tim came to the agreement that we should just stay there and not go to the other barbeque and play Monopoly! As it turns out they are both huge Monopoly fans. Tim threatened to beat Jared's ass...Jared was ALL about that, cause there's not a challenge that he won't meet!! I didn't have an issue with it cause I love my games, so we just hung there and played games for the evening.
After we left there, I took Tim home, since he wasn't interested in hanging out anymore unless we were having sex (jeez, really?) and I came home. Sunday, I got up and took my car to get the oil changed, Jared picked me up and we took a walk around Lake Calhoun while that was being done. After that, we picked up the car, went back to their house and chilled til it was time to go to ANOTHER barbeque which was hosted by Andy, who's the team captain of Andy's Angels, which is our volunteer team for the Red Ribbon Ride. I'm a member this year for the first time and I'm completely stoked to be a part of it. It's an annual ride to raise money for people with HIV and AIDS and it's so awesome that I have friends who contribute to that cause. I've always been interested in volunteering and they convinced me to be a part of it this year.
Anyhoo, Dayum!! I was only logging on to say thanks to my "followers"....I still can't believe that. But, I so appreciate people reading my stuff! OK. I promise to have more stuff to print, to say, to share.
Please send me any comments that you have!! daraldmurray@yahoo.com!
Saturday, May 16, 2009
Putting Myself Out There
I went to 341's last night and was feeling pretty good. I like to go to the Eagle because it's a relaxed atmosphere where people have a good time and I can watch videos and get 3 drinks for the price of one. So, loves it! Although it seems like the more I go, the younger the crowd gets (EEK! What could that possibly mean?) Not to imply that there aren't older guys there..there are plenty of those, but none of them are very interesting looking.
Well, anyway, I'd been given the advice that I needed to start "putting myself out there" if I ever wanted to make good on my desire to meet someone and settle down. So, after having thought about that for a while, I decided that that was probably truer than I would like to believe. So, as mentioned in a previous story, I set up a profile on a dating site, and actually have gotten a few hits, most of them not really very interesting. But, anyway, I'm putting myself out there. That's what important.
Anyway, I digress. So I went to 341's last night, feeling good, feeling cute. For some reason, my skin really looked nice yesterday. I feel like it always does though when I have a fresh hair cut. So anyway, I was wearing my new snug corduroy pants and one of my favorite new t-shirts with a design over the left shoulder and my skin was glowing and my hair was fresh and I was feeling good. The crowd was OK, I really wasn't blown away by anyone. There were a very few Blacks beside myself there, but this is Minnesota, right? Anyway, I stood in my usual spot, right in front of the huge video screen and drank vodka/grapefruit juices and scoped the crowd. One blah dude posing after another, and then I saw this one dude who I thought was by far the best looking man in the place, but he was one of those people who had that air about him like "Don't talk to me, you fags. I'm better than you, so back off." Of course, I made that whole dialogue up in my head, so whatevs. What I'm trying to say, is he appeared very aloof and unapproachable.
He was dressed in some longer plaid shorts with a white t-shirt, and a cap and flip-flops. He had a nice slender body and big feet, which looked well manicured. He was light-skinned and for a second I wasn't sure if he was Black, mixed or what, but again, this is Minnesota, so I'm sure there's some White in there somewhere. I thought he was quite sexy with his goatee, but needless to say he was walking a few feet away from me, so he never noticed me. But then again, you never know. People in a club have mastered the art of noticing everyone in a room right away and then completely avoiding those that they don't wanna see, always ready with the line "I didn't even see you over there!" Which for me, is bullshit! I'm usually the tallest guy in the room. I would probably be the first person you notice, right? Anyhoo....So, it "appeared" that he didn't see me as he walked on by.
I continued with my drinks and had a prime spot, the only seat available in the video room and I didn't wanna leave it, but eventually my cup no longer runneth over, as a matter of fact, it runneth on empty. What to do...what to do? "Well," I told myself, "you're not putting yourself out there by sitting in this dayum chair the whole time!" So, I thought to myself that myself was absolutely right, and I left that chair high and dry, thinking that I'd get out there and walk around and see what I see. I'm always in the same spot and it hasn't yielded any fantastic results, so moving on.....
So, I'm at the bar, ordering my drink when all of a sudden someone walks up and stands directly behind me, body to body. I'm thinking to myself, "Oh, really". Felt good, though, so I turned around and who should it be but "aloof and unapproachable". This must have been a couple/few drinks in for him because he was smiling like the Cheshire cat.
"That was him!" he laughed, pointing to his tall Black friend standing next to him.
"Naw, that was him," the friend said.
Well, it was obvious who it was because the guy hadn't backed up one inch and was still standing behind me, snug as a bug.
"You are so hot!" he says. "I just thought you should know that".
He looked really good up close, but something about his face made him look mean though. Maybe because his features were so dark, or something. I don't know. But he looked nice when he was smiling.
"Thanks," I said. "You're hot yourself." I know, smooth, original. I'm such a player. Eeeesh.
"I'm Darald," I offered.
"I'm Gary," he said, and we shake, awkwardly. He's still standing pretty close, ya see.
He kept smiling at me, and giving me the sexy eye and he hadn't budged a bit.
My drink was ready by this time, so I picked it up and turned and smiled at the guy and left the bar. Then I thought to myself, "why would you leave a perfect opportunity like that?" Then I said to myself again that myself was right, so I planted myself right there and decided I'd wait for him to come back. I didn't have to wait long.
"Hey, so you single?" I asked.
"Oh, yeah! You?" he replied.
"Yep. So can I get your number?" Bold! Put it out there, buddy! LOL
"For sure!"
As I take out my cellphone, he leans in and kisses me on my neck. YUM!
"A'ight, what is it?" I asked, a little bit tingly from the neck-kissage.
"612-552-1717," he says and leans in again for another kiss on the neck. By this time, I'm feeling quite flattered and a little bit goosy.
"A'ight, cool. So, I'm gonna call you soon, a'ight?"
"I'll be waiting," he says and goes off with his two beers.
So, I felt pretty darned pleased after that. I met up with Jeremy and a couple of his friends after that and we hung for a while and laughed and chatted. They're planning a trip to Canada and want me to come along. Probably just so they can flirt most of the trip. I told them I'd think about it. It could be a good time. I've never been to Canada.
Anyway, so after chatting with them for a spell, I left and ran into Dr. Potter in the parking lot, and gave him my parking spot. He said that he was just leaving work and wanted to come out to see if I was hanging out. Too late for me, though. So, I left, went to the video store, picked up a couple movies, went by the grocery store and came home.
I logged onto my computer and Dr. Potter called saying that he left immediately because there wasn't anyone interesting in the place. We chatted only briefly and then I let him go. Then Steve called and said that he was in Palm Springs, CA and that there was far more vanilla than there was chocolate in that town and he was thinking about heading out that night. By the way, he sent me the sweetest email last night, but I didn't get it til this morning because I past out fairly early. But, I'm getting ahead of myself here. So, after I talked to Steve for a little while and got up the nerve, I gave Gary a call. Got his voice mail, of course. I wasn't surprised by that at all. His voice mail sounded like some business number and he works for Mystic Lake Casino. I didn't know how to feel about that, but I wasn't making it mean anything. I honestly just felt good about having put myself out there and at least meeting somebody.
And get this, it was a real good night for me, because I'd gotten a friend request on Facebook from this guy who said he didn't even have a reason for requesting me as a friend, except that I was really hot! He was kinda cute, too, so I added him. Come to find out, after looking at his profile, that he's probably done that often to cute guys, cause I don't even know if he knows half of those guys. He'd added several guys that I know, including Larry Jones and Paul Klosterman, both who he probably gave the same spiel. Anyway, I'm hot. That's the moral of that story.
AND, I gotta hit on my profile from a guy that said he was fascinated with it. He's a white guy, nice looking, blue-collar and seems interesting. He left me his email address and said that he'd love to hear from me, so I emailed him this morning. We'll see what happens there.
Anyway, I was going to cap the night off with a movie, but when I sat down on that sofa, I knew there was no way I was gonna make it through an entire two hour flick, so I turned the TV off in the living room, turned the one in the bedroom on and laid it down. It was 9:32 pm. 35 seconds later it was lights out! All that excitement musta caught up with me!!!
Well, anyway, I'd been given the advice that I needed to start "putting myself out there" if I ever wanted to make good on my desire to meet someone and settle down. So, after having thought about that for a while, I decided that that was probably truer than I would like to believe. So, as mentioned in a previous story, I set up a profile on a dating site, and actually have gotten a few hits, most of them not really very interesting. But, anyway, I'm putting myself out there. That's what important.
Anyway, I digress. So I went to 341's last night, feeling good, feeling cute. For some reason, my skin really looked nice yesterday. I feel like it always does though when I have a fresh hair cut. So anyway, I was wearing my new snug corduroy pants and one of my favorite new t-shirts with a design over the left shoulder and my skin was glowing and my hair was fresh and I was feeling good. The crowd was OK, I really wasn't blown away by anyone. There were a very few Blacks beside myself there, but this is Minnesota, right? Anyway, I stood in my usual spot, right in front of the huge video screen and drank vodka/grapefruit juices and scoped the crowd. One blah dude posing after another, and then I saw this one dude who I thought was by far the best looking man in the place, but he was one of those people who had that air about him like "Don't talk to me, you fags. I'm better than you, so back off." Of course, I made that whole dialogue up in my head, so whatevs. What I'm trying to say, is he appeared very aloof and unapproachable.
He was dressed in some longer plaid shorts with a white t-shirt, and a cap and flip-flops. He had a nice slender body and big feet, which looked well manicured. He was light-skinned and for a second I wasn't sure if he was Black, mixed or what, but again, this is Minnesota, so I'm sure there's some White in there somewhere. I thought he was quite sexy with his goatee, but needless to say he was walking a few feet away from me, so he never noticed me. But then again, you never know. People in a club have mastered the art of noticing everyone in a room right away and then completely avoiding those that they don't wanna see, always ready with the line "I didn't even see you over there!" Which for me, is bullshit! I'm usually the tallest guy in the room. I would probably be the first person you notice, right? Anyhoo....So, it "appeared" that he didn't see me as he walked on by.
I continued with my drinks and had a prime spot, the only seat available in the video room and I didn't wanna leave it, but eventually my cup no longer runneth over, as a matter of fact, it runneth on empty. What to do...what to do? "Well," I told myself, "you're not putting yourself out there by sitting in this dayum chair the whole time!" So, I thought to myself that myself was absolutely right, and I left that chair high and dry, thinking that I'd get out there and walk around and see what I see. I'm always in the same spot and it hasn't yielded any fantastic results, so moving on.....
So, I'm at the bar, ordering my drink when all of a sudden someone walks up and stands directly behind me, body to body. I'm thinking to myself, "Oh, really". Felt good, though, so I turned around and who should it be but "aloof and unapproachable". This must have been a couple/few drinks in for him because he was smiling like the Cheshire cat.
"That was him!" he laughed, pointing to his tall Black friend standing next to him.
"Naw, that was him," the friend said.
Well, it was obvious who it was because the guy hadn't backed up one inch and was still standing behind me, snug as a bug.
"You are so hot!" he says. "I just thought you should know that".
He looked really good up close, but something about his face made him look mean though. Maybe because his features were so dark, or something. I don't know. But he looked nice when he was smiling.
"Thanks," I said. "You're hot yourself." I know, smooth, original. I'm such a player. Eeeesh.
"I'm Darald," I offered.
"I'm Gary," he said, and we shake, awkwardly. He's still standing pretty close, ya see.
He kept smiling at me, and giving me the sexy eye and he hadn't budged a bit.
My drink was ready by this time, so I picked it up and turned and smiled at the guy and left the bar. Then I thought to myself, "why would you leave a perfect opportunity like that?" Then I said to myself again that myself was right, so I planted myself right there and decided I'd wait for him to come back. I didn't have to wait long.
"Hey, so you single?" I asked.
"Oh, yeah! You?" he replied.
"Yep. So can I get your number?" Bold! Put it out there, buddy! LOL
"For sure!"
As I take out my cellphone, he leans in and kisses me on my neck. YUM!
"A'ight, what is it?" I asked, a little bit tingly from the neck-kissage.
"612-552-1717," he says and leans in again for another kiss on the neck. By this time, I'm feeling quite flattered and a little bit goosy.
"A'ight, cool. So, I'm gonna call you soon, a'ight?"
"I'll be waiting," he says and goes off with his two beers.
So, I felt pretty darned pleased after that. I met up with Jeremy and a couple of his friends after that and we hung for a while and laughed and chatted. They're planning a trip to Canada and want me to come along. Probably just so they can flirt most of the trip. I told them I'd think about it. It could be a good time. I've never been to Canada.
Anyway, so after chatting with them for a spell, I left and ran into Dr. Potter in the parking lot, and gave him my parking spot. He said that he was just leaving work and wanted to come out to see if I was hanging out. Too late for me, though. So, I left, went to the video store, picked up a couple movies, went by the grocery store and came home.
I logged onto my computer and Dr. Potter called saying that he left immediately because there wasn't anyone interesting in the place. We chatted only briefly and then I let him go. Then Steve called and said that he was in Palm Springs, CA and that there was far more vanilla than there was chocolate in that town and he was thinking about heading out that night. By the way, he sent me the sweetest email last night, but I didn't get it til this morning because I past out fairly early. But, I'm getting ahead of myself here. So, after I talked to Steve for a little while and got up the nerve, I gave Gary a call. Got his voice mail, of course. I wasn't surprised by that at all. His voice mail sounded like some business number and he works for Mystic Lake Casino. I didn't know how to feel about that, but I wasn't making it mean anything. I honestly just felt good about having put myself out there and at least meeting somebody.
And get this, it was a real good night for me, because I'd gotten a friend request on Facebook from this guy who said he didn't even have a reason for requesting me as a friend, except that I was really hot! He was kinda cute, too, so I added him. Come to find out, after looking at his profile, that he's probably done that often to cute guys, cause I don't even know if he knows half of those guys. He'd added several guys that I know, including Larry Jones and Paul Klosterman, both who he probably gave the same spiel. Anyway, I'm hot. That's the moral of that story.
AND, I gotta hit on my profile from a guy that said he was fascinated with it. He's a white guy, nice looking, blue-collar and seems interesting. He left me his email address and said that he'd love to hear from me, so I emailed him this morning. We'll see what happens there.
Anyway, I was going to cap the night off with a movie, but when I sat down on that sofa, I knew there was no way I was gonna make it through an entire two hour flick, so I turned the TV off in the living room, turned the one in the bedroom on and laid it down. It was 9:32 pm. 35 seconds later it was lights out! All that excitement musta caught up with me!!!
Sunday, April 26, 2009
Monday, April 20, 2009
Watch out! Feelin' something!
I consider myself to be an extremely lucky person. And when I look at it, “lucky” can mean any of the following: blessed, touched, favored or just plain disillusioned. But, the one thing I know for sure: I am happy. I appreciate my life so much, and I live everyday with that firm appreciation. I have always lived for that one emotion. I love to laugh and I appreciate every moment that I get to do it. Not enough people in the world live in that space and I think we would live in such a better world if that were the case. Too many people live in the space of “what if” or “I wish I would have” or “I didn't, so my life is not..”. What if we all just gave up all that, and lived in the space of “here's what I do have”, “from this moment on, I can..” or just “my time is now”.
Happiness is, of course, defined differently by every individual, but not enough people focus on those things that provide that happiness: well, other than the obvious sick-minded, psychopathic individuals who get off doing retarded shit. So many of us focus on what makes us unhappy, or what our problems are. I've always been the kind of person to look at whatever it is that's making me unhappy and find a way to make it work. How do I turn that thing around so that it's not the end of the world? I've had many setbacks in my life, but I don't regret any of it. I know that bad/hurtful/unpredictable things will happen and I know that those things, although they are a part of my past, don't mean they will be a part of my future.
Even though there are so many things that I could find negative about my life, like not having a high paying job or not having a fulfilling relationship or a great house and car, I choose to think about the fact that I'm blessed to be able to look out of my window, feel the breeze as it blows through, or rub baby oil against my smooth skin; feel the rain as it falls on my head, watch the waves as they ripple across the lake down the block. I've always been someone who finds the good and the positive in things and it's given me such an appreciation for everything. I just don't make time for regret or anger or negativity. What's the purpose? We all get to choose how we live. Nobody can tell me I should be mad about something or hateful toward someone. I'm the only one that gets to decide how I live. And I choose to be happy.
Every day of my life is spent in the pursuit of happiness. I look at my life and see the beauty in it, despite some of the choices I've made and some of the situations I've been in, and it makes me smile knowing that I've gone through all that I have and yet, I'm still the optimistic, fun-loving person that I've always been. What's so great about not being rich, and not having a career that I love right now? Laughing with friends who love me, catching the giggles from watching a baby's hysterical laughter, being able to drink a great glass of wine when I get home from work. Life is so full of tragedy, and what's the point of adding to any of it. Live a life that you appreciate.
In my life and in my environment, I want to spread positivity. I want to be an example of how living your life can be fulfilling in the face of all the crap that we're surrounded with everyday. I am constantly striving for things in my life. Sure, I want a college degree! Of course, I want a man to be with me in a loving and ridiculously silly relationship! Why wouldn't I want to make a shit load of money! All I'm saying is that while I work on all of those things, I still maintain that my life is about happiness now. My life is about having the best time I can in the time that I have it. When I die, I will definitely be able to say, I LOVED IT. I haven't traveled the world extensively, but oh, how I've laughed....and danced....and lived to the fullest.
So many people have come in and out of my life, both good and bad, and I'd like to think that I have given them a part of myself that they will remember as a ray of light; a bright and shiny ray of genuine positivity. As I sit here, I can think of so much negative energy that I've had in my life and it's a wonder that I'm not more of a bitter, hateful bitch. I think of Kenneth, who literally beat me up in the parking lot of Rumors, and Napoleon, who chased me across a major highway with a butcher knife. Even with all that drama, and believe me there's more where that came from, I should be one hateful S.O.B. But, something in me, doesn't operate that way. Maybe it's been the influence of my family, who've always been very happy, comedic people. I've always had such a great time with my relatives and there's never been a whole lot of drama. There's the occasional philanderer and there is Uncle Ray, who is just a bit of a drunk, but hey, even he was happy!
This post was just to express how blessed, lucky, happy I feel to be alive and to be in Darald Murray's skin. I try not to live any part of my life doing anything that I will regret 5 or 10 years down the line. I want to be able to say what I did, I did it because I wanted to. I did it because it was the thing that made me happy. And I'm sure there are some people who think the things that make you happy aren't always the things that are good for you. And to those people, I deliver a firm and saliva-filled raspberry. Good for who? If I chose it, it was good for me.
When I die, I will most certainly be able to say I was happy. No matter what else happens, in the long run, that's all that matters to me. On my tombstone, I would be completely honored if it said “he lived, he danced, he laughed”. And I want my funeral to be a party with dancing, laughing and singing and of course, eating awesome food! But, who's thinking about dying! I have a life to live...and I'm living it right this very second!!
Happiness is, of course, defined differently by every individual, but not enough people focus on those things that provide that happiness: well, other than the obvious sick-minded, psychopathic individuals who get off doing retarded shit. So many of us focus on what makes us unhappy, or what our problems are. I've always been the kind of person to look at whatever it is that's making me unhappy and find a way to make it work. How do I turn that thing around so that it's not the end of the world? I've had many setbacks in my life, but I don't regret any of it. I know that bad/hurtful/unpredictable things will happen and I know that those things, although they are a part of my past, don't mean they will be a part of my future.
Even though there are so many things that I could find negative about my life, like not having a high paying job or not having a fulfilling relationship or a great house and car, I choose to think about the fact that I'm blessed to be able to look out of my window, feel the breeze as it blows through, or rub baby oil against my smooth skin; feel the rain as it falls on my head, watch the waves as they ripple across the lake down the block. I've always been someone who finds the good and the positive in things and it's given me such an appreciation for everything. I just don't make time for regret or anger or negativity. What's the purpose? We all get to choose how we live. Nobody can tell me I should be mad about something or hateful toward someone. I'm the only one that gets to decide how I live. And I choose to be happy.
Every day of my life is spent in the pursuit of happiness. I look at my life and see the beauty in it, despite some of the choices I've made and some of the situations I've been in, and it makes me smile knowing that I've gone through all that I have and yet, I'm still the optimistic, fun-loving person that I've always been. What's so great about not being rich, and not having a career that I love right now? Laughing with friends who love me, catching the giggles from watching a baby's hysterical laughter, being able to drink a great glass of wine when I get home from work. Life is so full of tragedy, and what's the point of adding to any of it. Live a life that you appreciate.
In my life and in my environment, I want to spread positivity. I want to be an example of how living your life can be fulfilling in the face of all the crap that we're surrounded with everyday. I am constantly striving for things in my life. Sure, I want a college degree! Of course, I want a man to be with me in a loving and ridiculously silly relationship! Why wouldn't I want to make a shit load of money! All I'm saying is that while I work on all of those things, I still maintain that my life is about happiness now. My life is about having the best time I can in the time that I have it. When I die, I will definitely be able to say, I LOVED IT. I haven't traveled the world extensively, but oh, how I've laughed....and danced....and lived to the fullest.
So many people have come in and out of my life, both good and bad, and I'd like to think that I have given them a part of myself that they will remember as a ray of light; a bright and shiny ray of genuine positivity. As I sit here, I can think of so much negative energy that I've had in my life and it's a wonder that I'm not more of a bitter, hateful bitch. I think of Kenneth, who literally beat me up in the parking lot of Rumors, and Napoleon, who chased me across a major highway with a butcher knife. Even with all that drama, and believe me there's more where that came from, I should be one hateful S.O.B. But, something in me, doesn't operate that way. Maybe it's been the influence of my family, who've always been very happy, comedic people. I've always had such a great time with my relatives and there's never been a whole lot of drama. There's the occasional philanderer and there is Uncle Ray, who is just a bit of a drunk, but hey, even he was happy!
This post was just to express how blessed, lucky, happy I feel to be alive and to be in Darald Murray's skin. I try not to live any part of my life doing anything that I will regret 5 or 10 years down the line. I want to be able to say what I did, I did it because I wanted to. I did it because it was the thing that made me happy. And I'm sure there are some people who think the things that make you happy aren't always the things that are good for you. And to those people, I deliver a firm and saliva-filled raspberry. Good for who? If I chose it, it was good for me.
When I die, I will most certainly be able to say I was happy. No matter what else happens, in the long run, that's all that matters to me. On my tombstone, I would be completely honored if it said “he lived, he danced, he laughed”. And I want my funeral to be a party with dancing, laughing and singing and of course, eating awesome food! But, who's thinking about dying! I have a life to live...and I'm living it right this very second!!
Sunday, April 5, 2009
So Beautiful
Did I mention how much I love this song?
You're my baby,
My lover, my lady
All night, you make me want you
It drives me crazy
I feel like you
were made just for me babe
Tell me if you
feel the same way
Cause it just feels so right
I don't wanna waste no time
If I had to choose I know
I'm gone always choose to be witchoo,
cause girl don'tchoo know.
Girl, don'tcha know..
you're so beautiful
I wanna give all my love to ya girl
Not just tonight
for the rest of ya life
I wanna be always here by ya side.
(repeat chorus)
When you're not here
you don't know how much I miss you
The whole time on my mind
is how much I'm gonna get to make
you feel so good
like you know I could
Tell me if you
feel the same way.
Cause it just feels so right
I don't wanna waste no time
Girl, if I had to choose I know
I'm gone always choose to be witchoo girl
Don'tchoo know.
(chorus and adlib until deliciousness ends)
You're my baby,
My lover, my lady
All night, you make me want you
It drives me crazy
I feel like you
were made just for me babe
Tell me if you
feel the same way
Cause it just feels so right
I don't wanna waste no time
If I had to choose I know
I'm gone always choose to be witchoo,
cause girl don'tchoo know.
Girl, don'tcha know..
you're so beautiful
I wanna give all my love to ya girl
Not just tonight
for the rest of ya life
I wanna be always here by ya side.
(repeat chorus)
When you're not here
you don't know how much I miss you
The whole time on my mind
is how much I'm gonna get to make
you feel so good
like you know I could
Tell me if you
feel the same way.
Cause it just feels so right
I don't wanna waste no time
Girl, if I had to choose I know
I'm gone always choose to be witchoo girl
Don'tchoo know.
(chorus and adlib until deliciousness ends)
It's Official!
So, first things first. This muthaf*&ckin' snow has got to go!!! I woke up this morning and looked out the window and what's the first thing I see? WHITE!! Like white falling from the sky! Isn't this April already? This sh*t has got to stop...NOW! I'm gonna do my best Barbara Eden genie head bob and try to make this ish disappear! Hold up....................................................Ugh. Didn't work. Seriously, though. Eeesh. I s'pose I should get used to this crap, hunh? Whatevs. (rolling eyes)
So, second things second. I am officially in love with Musiq's "So Beautiful". I think I listened to that song 115 times last night! OK, I exaggerate. It was probably more like 97. Anyhoo, loves it!!! By the way, looking out my window this morning...? Not so hot. Snow, ya know? (grumbling under my breath) Anyhoo, that song makes me wanna take up my show career again. I could lip sync the sh*t outta that! Ya boy did his thang on that song. I'm lovin' it!! Thinking of it now makes me wanna pull out the old iPod now and give 'er a listen. (be right back.......)
OK, I'm good now. Ah, I love music. LOL
I ended up just staying at home and chillin' last nite. Musiq kept me on lockdown with that song. I watched the tennis match...GO VICTORIA!!! She did, indeed, beat the pants off of Serena. It was a good time watching that! I love to see people reach their potential and she did last night. After that, I had a couple martinis and watched Lakeview Terrace.....wasn't as good as I thought it might be, but it passed the time until I passed the f*ck out! LOL
Today, should be off the chain! (not considering the muthaf&%kin' snow fallin!) Hanging with the bff is always a magnificarrific time! My favorite time of the day is BFF time....that is, until I find a man! Til then, though, the BFF is the best friend and the man!! I think he can handle it, though. He enjoys hanging out with me as much as I enjoy hanging out with him. Heckle and Jeckle, Laurel and Hardy, Amos and Andy up in dis muthaf&$ka!!!
My birthday is coming up in like less than a month!! Party ova heah!! What am I gonna do? So many of my friends that I used to know didn't even make it to 40, so I know how blessed I am. Life is a trip. I have thoroughly enjoyed mine, too. My life has not only been a trip, it has been a voyage....like Space Odyssey or some boolsh*t. ;-) I love getting older....except for the gray hair and the flabby parts. Hunh? Who said flabby? I didn't!
OK, so what I think I wanna do right now is go listen to my song. Yeah, yeah, that one. And I'll holla back a little later! Peace and Murray's hair grease!!!
So, second things second. I am officially in love with Musiq's "So Beautiful". I think I listened to that song 115 times last night! OK, I exaggerate. It was probably more like 97. Anyhoo, loves it!!! By the way, looking out my window this morning...? Not so hot. Snow, ya know? (grumbling under my breath) Anyhoo, that song makes me wanna take up my show career again. I could lip sync the sh*t outta that! Ya boy did his thang on that song. I'm lovin' it!! Thinking of it now makes me wanna pull out the old iPod now and give 'er a listen. (be right back.......)
OK, I'm good now. Ah, I love music. LOL
I ended up just staying at home and chillin' last nite. Musiq kept me on lockdown with that song. I watched the tennis match...GO VICTORIA!!! She did, indeed, beat the pants off of Serena. It was a good time watching that! I love to see people reach their potential and she did last night. After that, I had a couple martinis and watched Lakeview Terrace.....wasn't as good as I thought it might be, but it passed the time until I passed the f*ck out! LOL
Today, should be off the chain! (not considering the muthaf&%kin' snow fallin!) Hanging with the bff is always a magnificarrific time! My favorite time of the day is BFF time....that is, until I find a man! Til then, though, the BFF is the best friend and the man!! I think he can handle it, though. He enjoys hanging out with me as much as I enjoy hanging out with him. Heckle and Jeckle, Laurel and Hardy, Amos and Andy up in dis muthaf&$ka!!!
My birthday is coming up in like less than a month!! Party ova heah!! What am I gonna do? So many of my friends that I used to know didn't even make it to 40, so I know how blessed I am. Life is a trip. I have thoroughly enjoyed mine, too. My life has not only been a trip, it has been a voyage....like Space Odyssey or some boolsh*t. ;-) I love getting older....except for the gray hair and the flabby parts. Hunh? Who said flabby? I didn't!
OK, so what I think I wanna do right now is go listen to my song. Yeah, yeah, that one. And I'll holla back a little later! Peace and Murray's hair grease!!!
Saturday, April 4, 2009
Relaxing Saturday Soup
I'm sitting here at my desk, with the wind blowing through my window and Ellen playing on the television. I'm currently about a month behind on my Ellen Show episodes, but I'm getting quite caught up this weekend. Today was pretty busy. I went to 341's last night and got pretty toasted, so I was passed out at about 9:45. I got a good night's sleep, though! Woke up this morning at about 6:30 and hit the ground running! I retook some quizzes for my Poetry class; aced all of those and then went to the grocery store and spent over a $100 smacks! Eeesh, I'm supposed to be trying to save money for our BFF trip to Chicago in two weeks, but I needed all kinds of crap. It's been quite some time since I went to the grocery store. It's a bad economy, in case you had'nt heard, and I'm feeling it ova heah!
So, I finished my last little bit of homework after the grocer's, so I'm free of homework for the rest of the weekend, which is auss!! This evening, I can chill and watch television and of course, tomorrow is BFF Sunday. Did I mention I love being able to sit at my desk and feel the breeze coming through the window? It makes sitting at my computer so much better. It feels so open here. I'm glad I decided to move the desk this morning. Makes a lotta difference. It also makes my apartment seem a lot roomier. Me likee!
I can't decide what I wanna do this evening. Currently, it's around 4:30 and I'm chilling right now, drinking a glass of iced tea (a Texas thang, ya know.) and trying to decide if I wanna start with a glass of wine or whether I should wait and start later, just in case I wanna go out. Decisions, decisions......hmmm...well, there's no hurry. I'll decide soon. Right now, though, it's me and Ellen. I love that chick. She makes me laugh everyday. We have the same spirit, I think; always loving to laugh and spread positive energy. She's my favorite! I can always turn her on and feel even more amazingly happy. She truly has a gift and has the right job, spreading happiness and fun into people lives. Her guest right now is Shawn Johnson, the Olympic gymnast, and by the way, she does not look like she's gonna be winning Dancing with the Stars this year. I'm just saying....sister looks quite uncomfortable doing those twirls, but anyhoo, that's just my opinion.
I'm loving American Idol night over at Larry and Jared's. We've got this Idol bingo game going on every week and it makes things so much more interesting. We pay a dollar per bingo card and whoever "bingos", get's the pot. Nobody won last week, so it goes into the kitty for next week. It's up to a whopping $9.00 so far! LOL There were only four of last week, though, so we didn't have a major pot, but next week some f*cker's gonna be lucky! I came so close last week, too. If only Simon hadn't made Ryan sign a contract saying he wouldn't touch him on screen!! Eeeesh! F*ckers! Why don't they just sleep together and be done wiff it!! ;-) Oh well, my luck continues to stay the course.
I'm kinda bummed about my class schedule for summer. I only need 3 more courses before I move on to the next level toward my degree, but I don't see any of them being offered in the summer! Which means I have to put off taking my classes til the Fall, and then in the fall, one of the English classes that I need is only held from 12 in the afternoon til 1:50. How the hell am I supposed to go to that class and work at the same time!! I hope I can talk to a counselor who can help. They must offer some courses on Saturdays or in the evenings sometime!! I hope I don't have to wait, because my loan money is contingent on me being in class without taking a 6 month break. This had better work out. Of course, I'll keep you posted on what I find out.
I am doing pretty well in my two current classes, though. Since I've redone the quizzes in Poetry, I now have an A average in both Poetry and Oceanography. O is a really interesting class and I know more about the ocean than I ever have before. I've always loved water and knowing how it works is a serious trip. I can name all the oceans now and know how ocean basins are formed and how there are more unicellular organisms in the ocean than there are people in the world; pretty cool stuff. I now want to be a marine biologist! PSYCHE!! LOL. It ain't that interesting, but it's good stuff.
So, I think I'm just gonna watch the news here at 5:00 and then dial up the final of the Sony Ericsson Open final. Serena Williams is playing my new emerging favorite player, Victoria Azarenka. I really think this girl is gonna make a huge name for herself. She just recently broke into the top 10, but she has all the potential in the world to go higher than that. Watch out for her. Anyway, I like her a lot and hopes she beats the pants off of Serena. Don't get me wrong. I like Serena, but I don't appreciate her as a player. She's practically unbeatable when she's playing her best, that's a given, and Victoria is gonna have her hands full all the way, but when she's getting beaten, she's pitiful. Her body language sucks, she's practically in tears and she just looks so clumsy. She used to be one of my favorites, but nah, not so much. I love Maria Sharapova, who hasn't played singles in about 6 to 8 months (I miss her like crazy), and I love Venus Williams, who is completely the opposite of her sister, very strong mentally, very poker-faced, and always playing with great athleticism, even when she's down. And of course, there's Victoria. Anyway, what was I sayin before I went off on a tangent......?
OH, yeah!! I'm gonna dial up the tennis match and then depending on how I feel after the match, I do have a movie that I can watch...Samuel L. Jackson's Lakeview Terrace where he plays a f*cked up cop living next door to an interracial couple. So, that's an option. It's due back at Blockbuster tomorrow, so if I don't watch it tonite, it won't get watched. While I watch that, I'll probably have a martini or a couple glasses of wine and then after that, I'll reassess what I'm feeling like. Will I be too drunk to go hang and dance tonite or will I get my ass in gear and go shake a tailfeather? Usually, what happens is I'll put on my iPod and start jamming around the house and get to grooving so hard that the only thing that will satisfy my groove fever is to hit the club. I did download a new CD the other day, too, Keri Hilson's "In a Perfect World", and I gotta say, it took that b*tch a while to get that CD released, but it is off the chain. Not perfect, but very very good. And I just downloaded this beautiful track by Musiq Soulchild, called "So Beautiful". I think it's the best track he's ever done. As a matter of fact, I think I'm gonna go listen to that right now before the news comes on! I enjoyed blogging today! This window right next to my workspace makes all the difference in the world!!
Later!
So, I finished my last little bit of homework after the grocer's, so I'm free of homework for the rest of the weekend, which is auss!! This evening, I can chill and watch television and of course, tomorrow is BFF Sunday. Did I mention I love being able to sit at my desk and feel the breeze coming through the window? It makes sitting at my computer so much better. It feels so open here. I'm glad I decided to move the desk this morning. Makes a lotta difference. It also makes my apartment seem a lot roomier. Me likee!
I can't decide what I wanna do this evening. Currently, it's around 4:30 and I'm chilling right now, drinking a glass of iced tea (a Texas thang, ya know.) and trying to decide if I wanna start with a glass of wine or whether I should wait and start later, just in case I wanna go out. Decisions, decisions......hmmm...well, there's no hurry. I'll decide soon. Right now, though, it's me and Ellen. I love that chick. She makes me laugh everyday. We have the same spirit, I think; always loving to laugh and spread positive energy. She's my favorite! I can always turn her on and feel even more amazingly happy. She truly has a gift and has the right job, spreading happiness and fun into people lives. Her guest right now is Shawn Johnson, the Olympic gymnast, and by the way, she does not look like she's gonna be winning Dancing with the Stars this year. I'm just saying....sister looks quite uncomfortable doing those twirls, but anyhoo, that's just my opinion.
I'm loving American Idol night over at Larry and Jared's. We've got this Idol bingo game going on every week and it makes things so much more interesting. We pay a dollar per bingo card and whoever "bingos", get's the pot. Nobody won last week, so it goes into the kitty for next week. It's up to a whopping $9.00 so far! LOL There were only four of last week, though, so we didn't have a major pot, but next week some f*cker's gonna be lucky! I came so close last week, too. If only Simon hadn't made Ryan sign a contract saying he wouldn't touch him on screen!! Eeeesh! F*ckers! Why don't they just sleep together and be done wiff it!! ;-) Oh well, my luck continues to stay the course.
I'm kinda bummed about my class schedule for summer. I only need 3 more courses before I move on to the next level toward my degree, but I don't see any of them being offered in the summer! Which means I have to put off taking my classes til the Fall, and then in the fall, one of the English classes that I need is only held from 12 in the afternoon til 1:50. How the hell am I supposed to go to that class and work at the same time!! I hope I can talk to a counselor who can help. They must offer some courses on Saturdays or in the evenings sometime!! I hope I don't have to wait, because my loan money is contingent on me being in class without taking a 6 month break. This had better work out. Of course, I'll keep you posted on what I find out.
I am doing pretty well in my two current classes, though. Since I've redone the quizzes in Poetry, I now have an A average in both Poetry and Oceanography. O is a really interesting class and I know more about the ocean than I ever have before. I've always loved water and knowing how it works is a serious trip. I can name all the oceans now and know how ocean basins are formed and how there are more unicellular organisms in the ocean than there are people in the world; pretty cool stuff. I now want to be a marine biologist! PSYCHE!! LOL. It ain't that interesting, but it's good stuff.
So, I think I'm just gonna watch the news here at 5:00 and then dial up the final of the Sony Ericsson Open final. Serena Williams is playing my new emerging favorite player, Victoria Azarenka. I really think this girl is gonna make a huge name for herself. She just recently broke into the top 10, but she has all the potential in the world to go higher than that. Watch out for her. Anyway, I like her a lot and hopes she beats the pants off of Serena. Don't get me wrong. I like Serena, but I don't appreciate her as a player. She's practically unbeatable when she's playing her best, that's a given, and Victoria is gonna have her hands full all the way, but when she's getting beaten, she's pitiful. Her body language sucks, she's practically in tears and she just looks so clumsy. She used to be one of my favorites, but nah, not so much. I love Maria Sharapova, who hasn't played singles in about 6 to 8 months (I miss her like crazy), and I love Venus Williams, who is completely the opposite of her sister, very strong mentally, very poker-faced, and always playing with great athleticism, even when she's down. And of course, there's Victoria. Anyway, what was I sayin before I went off on a tangent......?
OH, yeah!! I'm gonna dial up the tennis match and then depending on how I feel after the match, I do have a movie that I can watch...Samuel L. Jackson's Lakeview Terrace where he plays a f*cked up cop living next door to an interracial couple. So, that's an option. It's due back at Blockbuster tomorrow, so if I don't watch it tonite, it won't get watched. While I watch that, I'll probably have a martini or a couple glasses of wine and then after that, I'll reassess what I'm feeling like. Will I be too drunk to go hang and dance tonite or will I get my ass in gear and go shake a tailfeather? Usually, what happens is I'll put on my iPod and start jamming around the house and get to grooving so hard that the only thing that will satisfy my groove fever is to hit the club. I did download a new CD the other day, too, Keri Hilson's "In a Perfect World", and I gotta say, it took that b*tch a while to get that CD released, but it is off the chain. Not perfect, but very very good. And I just downloaded this beautiful track by Musiq Soulchild, called "So Beautiful". I think it's the best track he's ever done. As a matter of fact, I think I'm gonna go listen to that right now before the news comes on! I enjoyed blogging today! This window right next to my workspace makes all the difference in the world!!
Later!
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Time for Bed
So, I'm sleepy! I've had a great night and a few(!) drinks and I'm going to bed now. I know it's a very brief post, but my fingers don't operate so well when I've had a couple martinis.....and a couple glasses of wine.....and a beer or two! Anyhoo, had a great night of reality tv....the finale of RuPaul's Drag Race and the next episode of American Idol. Go Adam!!! And congrats to Bebe Benet from my new home town who won Drag Race.
And............scene.......I'm done. G'nite!
And............scene.......I'm done. G'nite!
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Snow's all gone, but Rain is upon us!
Eeesh, so after the snow has finally melted, looks like we got rain! It was so beautiful this past weekend, sunshine, 60 degrees, it was amazing. But for the last two days, it's been raining! And it's supposed to get colder, with a possibility of snow by morning. Are you f*cking kidding me?! Good grief. I've had it up to here with this daggone Minnesota weather! LOL
I will be so happy when we can stay above 60 and there's nothing but sunshine for an extended period of time.
So, I'm just picking up my blog, and shaking the dust off of it since I haven't written in a while. I'm always so busy lately, with school and work and hanging out and homework and Spanish lessons, although I really don't study that as much as I should. Too much reality TV, I think. That hasn't changed a lick.
The reality shows I'm currently watching are.......
Survivor
America's Next Top Model
Make Me a SuperModel
Hell's Kitchen
The Celebrity Apprentice
RuPaul's Drag Race
The Amazing Race
American Idol
I'm sure I'm forgetting something, but jeez. Don't I got it bad? :-)
Let's see what else is going on......Got a trip planned to Chicago next month for BFF weekend with the big JB. That is gonna be off the hook! Then in May, I'm finally gonna return home. Today makes my two year anniversary here in Minnesota and I haven't been back to Texas since I got here! It's gonna be a good time. Gonna catch a flight to Dallas and Beverly, my best homegirl, is picking me up from the airport and we're gonna hang out a bit. We're going to the Miss Gay US of A pageant. I love those shows. That's gonna be on Friday, the 22nd. On Saturday, I'm driving the three and a half hours to Houston to see my family and I'll hang out with them on Saturday and Sunday, and fly back to Minnesota on Memorial Day. I'm stupid stoked!
The dating life is kinda in limbo right now. Nothing really major going on there. Was dating this guy who turned out to be kind of a flake. He was beautiful on the outside, and I thought there was gonna be a beautiful connection between our insides, but that didn't come to pass. Oh well, you live and you learn, hunh? I did meet another guy though this past Saturday night, so there's still hope for the ole boy! ;-)
Anyway, gonna go wash some dishes, practice some Spanish, watch some tv(duh) and have a great night!! Holla!
I will be so happy when we can stay above 60 and there's nothing but sunshine for an extended period of time.
So, I'm just picking up my blog, and shaking the dust off of it since I haven't written in a while. I'm always so busy lately, with school and work and hanging out and homework and Spanish lessons, although I really don't study that as much as I should. Too much reality TV, I think. That hasn't changed a lick.
The reality shows I'm currently watching are.......
Survivor
America's Next Top Model
Make Me a SuperModel
Hell's Kitchen
The Celebrity Apprentice
RuPaul's Drag Race
The Amazing Race
American Idol
I'm sure I'm forgetting something, but jeez. Don't I got it bad? :-)
Let's see what else is going on......Got a trip planned to Chicago next month for BFF weekend with the big JB. That is gonna be off the hook! Then in May, I'm finally gonna return home. Today makes my two year anniversary here in Minnesota and I haven't been back to Texas since I got here! It's gonna be a good time. Gonna catch a flight to Dallas and Beverly, my best homegirl, is picking me up from the airport and we're gonna hang out a bit. We're going to the Miss Gay US of A pageant. I love those shows. That's gonna be on Friday, the 22nd. On Saturday, I'm driving the three and a half hours to Houston to see my family and I'll hang out with them on Saturday and Sunday, and fly back to Minnesota on Memorial Day. I'm stupid stoked!
The dating life is kinda in limbo right now. Nothing really major going on there. Was dating this guy who turned out to be kind of a flake. He was beautiful on the outside, and I thought there was gonna be a beautiful connection between our insides, but that didn't come to pass. Oh well, you live and you learn, hunh? I did meet another guy though this past Saturday night, so there's still hope for the ole boy! ;-)
Anyway, gonna go wash some dishes, practice some Spanish, watch some tv(duh) and have a great night!! Holla!
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