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| AUG 22 9:52PM the subway ride was cool. two solicitation events happened. on the 10 minute a-train downtown ride from 42nd st to chambers. first an asian dude walks thru selling double a batteries for a buck. a middle aged black lady hit him up to see what he was sellin and tried to talk him down. she seemed like she was in a good mood and felt like playing. it was kinda strange to see an asian dude on the hustle like that. aint mad at him though. the second was a haitian or ethiopian not quite black female with booty and two teenage kids with her. they spread themselves along the train and she asked for our attention. she was cute so i didnt mind giving it to her. she went on to say she was with an organization and she is |  |
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collecting for the homeless. cool part was as she said certain parts, the two teens said it with her. she asked very politely, mannerly and almost business like. she went on to say race was not an issue and something about god's grace which gave the whole thing a righteous feel. and the parts the 3 of them said together may have been the parts most pleading. but when they was done folx was donating. a bunch of folx drop change in the cans. it was cool. down in the subways they got shops and shopping and stuff. kinda cool. you buy a paper metrocard that you swipe to get to the trains. you get a certain amount of entrances based on how much you paid. cost me $4 round trip. and once you get in you can catch any train at station. |
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i got pizza from across the street and only ate one of
two slices. im tired and coming down. walked and enjoyed times square
today and so american capitalistic buzz. sex, electronics, food,
entertainment, shopping, advertising, media. and all in the biggest
& grandest style. i love this city and i love the people i see in
it.
the best estimate is that california is 6% black. that means all things being equal that for every 100 people i see everyday, 6 of them will be black. soon as i walked out the hotel lobby door today it was clear that new york's black population is much higher than that. i have never seen so many females of color in my life. all colors, like i said from haitian to ethiopian to indian to whatever, the diversity here |
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feels much greater than in L.A. and yes, they was looking
oh so good. i aint never seen so much booty in my life. all kinds of
booty. even the white girls had booty. big old pork eatin midwestern
female. im movin here. well at least i bet i try to spend more time
here. L.A. may be more free spiritually. and more accepting to diversity
and the mixing of race and stuff like that, but this place has much,
much, much more culture and diversity than L.A. and the woman (as a
whole) look much more healthy and strong. thicker, sturdier. and i mean
AS SOON as i hit the streeta dark puerto rican girl in mini sun
dress stridin with power and grace right by me. with her thick legged
muscle butt self.
anyways i been on here playin with this page and pictures and re-experiencing fora few hours now. im gettin tired. i will stroll times square and take some pics and call it a night. in fact, i may not even stroll. i know its new york and times square and all but im tired. and oh yeah walkin time square i squeeze by a maybe 50 sumn black lady and i brush her as i go by. i keep going thinking nothing of it and she says "now you know you too big to be bumpin into people like that" and stuff. she wasnt homeless or crazy looking or nothing so i thought normal grumpy new yorker. she wasnt angry with it, but firm like she was gonna chastise me. i think she eventually said sumn like "dont you know better?" and i said "no i dont, i aint from here im from L.A." im still walking past her slightly ahead and she says thats no excuse and something about not respecting her. her tone was still not angry as more grumpy. so i said in firm tone "thanks for the advice and ill try not to have it happen again." and i meant it. i felt like i learned something. she kept going on prolly just wanting to talk and lecture so i said in firmer tone that i will be aware of that next time. cause like her i wanted to "win" too. then she cut it off with a "god bless you." i came back quick with snide "there aint one" and she came back with a quicker smart ass "maybe not for you." it was good, she got me. and it made me smile. i turned so she could see my smile and i acknowledged that i digged her quick and witty response. |
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AUG 23 6:41AM i figured out
why i overpack all the time. its cause i wear the same clothes everyday.
(sans my drawls). i noticed my dirty clothes bag only got underwear in
it. the dukes are good to me and my PFUNK1 jersey is my most prized
possession. it was at a steeler bar a few years ago hanging outside
during halftime when a mexican buddy of mine made a comment like;
"look at p-funk in his daisy dukes." LOL i laughed outloud
then and i still laugh when i think of it. i aint shamed of my daisy
dukes, cause my dukes have been berry berry good to me. i got them on
again today. anywayz im gettin out of here early. i didnt go out last
night at all though i put the dukes on and took them off 2 or 3 times
thinking that i wanted to leave but didnt. couldnt go to sleep either
till about 2am so i dont know whats up with my body. i was up re-reading
this hear thang and watching the video i got at the concert of soft,
brown and just enough round. george is play freakin the hell out of her.
she was hangin in there though in a nicey sort of way. not like that
pint sized sexy ass girl in dc who got up their and was grindin the
groove slow and nasty in all her booty-full glory.
anyhows i aint gonna ramble, im gettin up and out. hope to stop somewhere across pennsylvania and maybe put down here more of the stuff ive left out. |
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| AUG 23 11:02AM im in lamar, pa or lock something pa eating a subway chicken pizola or something sandwich which is grilled chicken and pepperoni and bread. i got mine with peppercinos and black olives and provolone cheese only. not bad. got water and some of the local potato chips. i digs checkin the different brands of bbq chips from around the country. and i save the bags as kind of a momento. where ever i am there are black people here. and though not the majority more so than in cali. i even seen a soft brown and round over by the trucks. was wondering if she was a driver, wife of a driver or working in the worlds oldest profession. either way she was brown and had booty. yeah, |
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looks like im in lock haven and that just a little less than half way across pennsylvania. also it seems truckstop soft brown and round is with a black truck driving family. all dat booty in them white capri pants. i love me some capri pants. i even unintentionally made a pair out of sweats for myself one time. wear the bastards in public too. truck driving black family got two nice big commercial 18 wheelers. nice. not sure if i told this one yet but i was remembering yesterday when i stopped as i was walking into the service plaza there was this 17-21 yr old white girl who had extra weight in all the right places. i immediately noticed her and i think that is cause her particular body build is attractive to me. this happened one time before too |
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inspiration. it had been so long since i seen that kinda build i
had forgot it existed. so when i did see it i was reminded that these
girls are out here. plus at my last long term job everybody knew and she
did too that my fave was a 5'10" 150 lb white girl who's body moved
me on a daily basis. (keep it clean, i never touched her though we
hung out majorly and did much nasty dancin). so i guess it aint so much a race issue as it is a
quality issue. and by "quality" i mean possessing certain
qualities or distinctions. same with personality and attitude im sure.
its not that i dislike white or other kind of girls its just im into the
sistas rat now.
anyways walking in i see her in her cuttoffs and flip flops with what looked to be her mother and somebody else. i go in and hit the bathroom and then eventually decide and get in line for burger king. i order and am waiting and here walks up the nicely thick young white girl and her people. i turn away to grasp my reaction and then i turn and make eye contact with her to deliberately let her know i thought she was special. it wasnt in a perverted or sexual way and i dont think i came off like that .but i looked deep in her eyes and held it well past the glancing past time with an ever so slight smile. didnt notice if she blushed or not, but i dont think she did. she didnt turn away or break our connection either and i am damn sure she got my message. as they ordered and i picked up mine i grabbed the occasional glance but was sure to do nothing that would embarrass her or tarnish my moment. what i wanted from her i got. and that was to enjoy her visually and to maybe let her know it. and if i never see her again its cool, in fact that is part of the magic. fact or fantasy sometimes it dont matta one bit as long as you believe in it. and oh yeah, the 5'10" 150lb white girl from my old job who moved me on a daily basis moved to vegas, lost a lotta weight and became just an ordinary almost too skinny white girl. gettin in and out of new york city is easy. lincoln tunnel and bam your gone. took me awhile to get use to the idea of paying $20 a day to park my car at the hotel i was staying at. they do it some places in SF too. pedestrians in new york city do not have the right of way. you can use your car to squeeze thru a crowd and sometimes it feels like you have too. if a large enough number fo people decide to cross the street at any given time regardless of the light, they will go. i made a right turn one time cause i thought i couldnt go straight cause there were so many people crossing. then i seen a taxi or sumn make its way thru and i was like damn. also driving in the city is more dynamic and at high energy. lines, lights and signs dont matter as much and are not taken literally. you go when and where you can as not to offend or hurt nobody. you change lanes synced with cars right beside you, like a dance. once in the groove of this, i started havin fun driving times square before i parked my car for two days cause even though its $20 a day there are no in and outs. and watch the phone calls. after i dialed in aol and did some stuff i called the hotel front desk and asked what the charge was. she said $4.60!!! i was like what!!!! its a dollar for the first 10 minutes and 10c ea additional minute for local calls!!!! HELLO!!! but overall the super 8 times square is nice for the price ($98 a night). and in this city you can buy most of the food you eat off of street vendors. good food too. vegetables, fruit, water. good pizza is almost on every corner by the slice. walkin i ran into a guy who was sellin suits for $20. good suits where he got them i dont know but people was buying them. he had a mobile rack right there on the street corner and was boldly but respectfully telling folx they better get them fast. and the part i dug the best was that folx was snatchin them up!!! biggest they had was 44 across the chest and thats way too small for me or i would have. |
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| AUG 24
12:36AM at my father's house, youngstown, oh. watched my son play
high school football as a starter on defense and on most of the special
teams. he did good and it was good to hear his (which was mine's first)
name called over the public address when he made tackles. he is listed
as an outside linebacker but plays it like a standing defensive end.
didnt see him ever drop into pass coverage. after the game (which we won
40-0) we went to my old high school for the post game bell ringing and
rituals. it was good, jeffery rang the bell first. then individual
players were lifted up by teammates to lead celebratory cheers. jeffery
did one too. after that me and my daughter hung out gettin sumn to eat.
im tired but too strung up to rest. my father rode to the game with me
my daughter and one of her friends. seems now my 15 yr old daughter
doesnt go anywhere without one of her friends. she was wearing a g
string and pants i thought too small and a shirt i thought too tight but
it didnt bother me too much. but i did let her know my thoughts and
asked if her mother was aware of her style of attire. i know im not
around enough to pass judgement and i trust my ex-wife has it all under
control.
that is one thing i have never questioned regarding my children and their mother, my ex-wife. there was never any doubt that she was the best parent possible for our (her) kids. nobody on this earth could love or do more for those children than her. anyways its 1:30AM and im tired but am not ready to come down yet. when i finally do come down i bet its gonna be a killer. and get this. im gettin all cozy for bed and windin down when i hear atomic dog being played live!!! i was like "whatdaf#@k??!!" it was a live band and i could tell it was far away but it was bumpin. i think i heard the guy say it was the we funk allstars, which is a local band here who performs covers of p-funk music. ive seen them once before by chance and been lookin for them ever since. we rode by a cityfest celebration earlier today with live music and i wondered if the we funk allstars would be playing there. i guess they was. and even though i missed this show, what more can a man ask for? what are the chances they would be playing the night im in town AND so convieniently after my sons game? i ask you, what more could heaven possibly be? i went outside in my boxer briefs to hear where the music was coming from. |
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