 Okay I am refreshingly "pooped." in the midst of all this sadness.... I decided to flip the "sad" script, and share something lighter...After popping in and out of the set for a bit on the travel tip.... A much needed break (which I have extended), where all I wanted to do is just stop the clock for a bit, and not feel the weight of the world on my 5'4' shoulders. Taking a peek back in time, this is how my clock stop, as I was on the "GO."
friday
3:00pm GO - bags packed, plants watered, homeboy gives me a lift to the airplane, hand him the keys to my crib, pat him a friendly ass pat on his left cheek, and send him on his way.
(he's like a "sista" to me.... if you know what i mean.... )
5:00pm GO - plane is overbooked, i'm about to be moved to sit with cargo pretty soon, as shit looks like a mass exodus to babylon, i swear its sounds like a goat is on the plane, but nope a young baby. I'm sandwhiched in between 2 sisters who are evacuating N.O., they are in good spirits considering, I take a page from their book.
7:00pm GO- ahh the sounds of back of traffic, cursing, and horns, feels good to be in it, but not of. Hopped in a cab heading up to Harlem, stop in and see the "Mr" for a spell, and lay in some much missed arms for a bit. We pop a nice bottle of Jamaican Wine.
10:00pm GO- get a text from my roaddawg with address & "free code word" for tonights party
11:00pm GO - i've upgraded my wine, we sippin hennessey now, oh-oh, he know I can't do this stuff, my heads start to do a downward spin, pillow here I come, still got my pumps on.
saturday 10:00am GO- Cell phone charged I'm in route to meet a home girl
12 noon GO - Oh shit it's NO TAX weekend, how could I forget, mama needs a new pair of shoes, I'll catch with homegirl later
3:00pm GO - I with my shopping partner in crime, bags in tow, (sale, items only of course) time for lunch, Pizza is the carb of choice, then it off to hunt some more we "Go".
11:00pm GO back home, rested up, and dressing to gear up and head out, take it back up uptown. Tonight its hip hop, and my feet are ready, let's "Go."
sunday 7:12 am GO cell phone rings, its my homegirl asking me what i'm doing.... "uhhhhhh sleeping" I reply.... she's says no your not, your coming with me to backyard breakfast party. WTF? (Gotta love Trinidadians....) I hope they play some gospel, cause church folks are going to be mad.
8:34 am GO the smell of curry and charcol, surround me...I am whining my waist to sounds of some ole calypso tunes, while a live steel pan band plays. The place is packed pecs, and biceps, dudes smelling of their sweetest "come get me" cologne. Ladies are looking like beenie man music video in their scarely covered Saturday "night" time outfits.... parading out in the sun on early on a sunday morning.... i'm not mad at ya'll, I just wish i knew, i could of got my "trash and ready" wear in gear.... its cool. I call my girls, and tell them slide on thru, we about to get our sunday morning praise on....
11:40 am GO Cops are here to shut down the party, I knew it (told them, they should of played some gospel, lol), everyone's pissed, the party is at least 100 ppl deep and still growing, but you cant keep a good ((west indiain) party crowd down, the party moved to another location. Speakers are getting unplugged, just to be plugged back up again. I wink at the DJ, and pass him my number, so he can pass me his location. I'm with the Band! Lol.
1:40 pm GO I am at somebody's backyard party, with a plate of saltfish, bake, shark (good fried shark too) and, plaintains, peas and rice in one hand, red alize in the other. The curry chicken, looks tempting to taste, but I pass, I still diggin my no meat feeling, and plan on continuing this high.
2:00 pm GO I find out who's house I'm at, lol , its the bartender, makes sense, now. I thank him, for the hospitality, as he pours me my parting drink.
6:00 pm GO I have to hurry to help and play host, at home as mom and pops got their own shing ding going... my lips go dry from kissing cheek after cheek, after beard, after cheek. 8:00 pm, GO My folks soiree is in full gear, I'm chill with one of my best buds, as we get our flirt on with the fine, frumpy and just forget about brothas in the crowd, "hey a true flirter does not discriminate."
11:30 pm GO after going thru the inquistion with all the family members, I dip out of sight to finally drift off to sleep, the sound of "dominoes" smacking the cardboard platform, begin to a hypnotic jungle rhythm. "Will they ever stop?"
monday wee hours.... 2:46 am GO! my rides here, time to hit up pre labor day party.... damn its seem like I just went to sleep..
3:30 GO! am I'm partying in my nightgown, (well its a dress that might as well be a nightie) as I'm getting dusted with powder..... now this part of my west indian culture, they can skip. I am on the wall, like I'm being frisked, as I back my "assets" into the dancer hired to play "devil" he is the crowd motivator, decked in blue paint, horns, and a long cane, to hook and reel in his next victim to dance on. Oops there goes my homegirl, she got him on the floor! Damn I hope this blue paint comes out my dress!
4:00am GO! its chilly out but I'm heading to Jouvay (pre labor premiere)
5:00 am GO! BED (Dayum I never hug my pillow so hard)
3:00 pm GO! It's Parkway time, we find a band, jump in and get our waist work out on.... I bump an ole friend of my brothers, and we work our waist together.
6:00 pm GO! I'm am on the firescape watching the parade. At yet "another" house crashing jamboree, this time I am familar with the host, as he use to cater for a bunch of people's party. Today's menu is season cabbage, peas and rice, curry crab (and potatoes) with macaroni pie, roasted corn, ox tail and curry chicken, . And for dessert, rum and coke. Hmmmm I chill with his ethopian girlfriend and friends (we look like the U.N. up in the house, 2 homegirls from Thailand and one from P.R. have joined me in crashing the set, we make promises to link later on in the week).
8:46 pm GO! Hugs and Kisses, its time to Go.
9:00 pm GO! Bed its and early night. As much as I love to be "OUT." It feels good to be "IN" After that the only hanging I was doing was at club "BEDrock and PILLOW jamz"
We'll that's a wrap for now.....
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@ Chrome and Zed... I put the legs just back for you fellas (wink) peace