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Thursday, July 21st, 7:06am

I haven't seen her in almost 4 months, but have been in touch with her thru the phone and emails. Today she says she doesn't even want to hear any bullshit, I better be at her house when she gets off from work. Oh, it takes me 3 and a half hours to get to her house upstate, NY...worth the trip though. Been sending me texts all night long while I'm working what she wants to do to me, how can I make her want me so bad, why am I doing this to her. This is strange talk coming from her cause she doesn't talk like this. I called her at 4am this morning, her first words were are you downstairs? No, still in the city. "Please come and see me", she says. I told her I will be there. I let her go back to sleep. She sends me a text that she loves me, and can't wait til she sees me. I met her while she still lives in the city, she was moving the next day, so I went all out. I talk shit, yes its true, but I back it up. Afterwards, she gave me the address where she lives...

Wednesday, July 20th

Just a few things beforew I forget about them, they are all worth mentioning. One... Corner of 8th Ave & 14th Street, Black woman, well to do, good looking, yelling at a driver in his car making a right hand turn while talking on his cell phone. Lady, that's an everyday occurrence in the city, you're the one who is out of place yelling at a car. I laughed and she asked me what I was laughing at and I told her. She said, 'yeah you're right, I did look stupid yelling like that.' Yesterday, last night a co worker told me something that a lady friend of mine told me a week ago. They both said they are throwing a party for the son's who are just getting out of jail. Am I missing something here? Is being released from jail something to celebrate about now? How come I didn't get the memo. My co worker got upset with me when I shared my views on what he said. I asked was his son going to be on parole, he said yes. I said fuck a party, go job hunting with him and...

I Like This Thing Called Dating

Last night, my very first girlfriend took me to dinner at BBQ's, the one located on 72nd street. First time I ever been in BBQ's too. I had my mind set on a burger from jump street. Its a nice place, but I see it as an upscale McDonald's with ample seating. At first I was nervous cause I didn't know what to talk about. But things just came as natural as anything else I have been doing. She had on glasses and I asked her to remove them. This was the young girl that was my first girlfriend...now grown. I see it in her eyes, the youth of yesteryear, and all the memories came rushing back. I was taken back to those memories, of times where there were no worries. Times of going to school, summer day camps, loose cigarettes for 3 cents. We caught up on family and asking each other questions of where is so and so. As with any family, we all have problems, especially there were some in mine, but I never knew what her background was, is on her family. Last night she told me and...

July 13th

Times are surely getting rough, hard and peopel are at their breaking points. At work, one of my co workers, whom I'm sure doesn't have a green card told me that his cousin and brother are coming to work here. He then went on to tell the manager in front of me that with just him and his brother, he can get rid of 3 people. I waited until the manager had left the front and spoke to him about what he said. I told him that what he said was wrong, and that if his brother comes here to work and I lose my job, I'm calling INS AND ICE. They both are Mexican. I believe that every one has the right to work, but if you are breaking the law...thats a different story. How dare he tell the manager something like that. Already employers are trying to find ways to cut payroll, but you have the nerve to tell him something like that....Bastard !!

Tuesday, July 12

I started a new job right, so, I'm the new guy. Its not I 'know' how to make pizza, cause I don't. But what I do know is that that pizza oven is one hot muthafucker. I have the stripes, burns to prove it. I always wanted to know how to make real pizza, like out of a pizza shop, so know I am getting my chance. I like it so far, but I'm in the phase of just watching which is fine with me. I'm gonna give it another week before I actually put my hands on some dough. People are very strange when it comes to their pizza. 2 pizza makers, one day and one night, both their pies will taste completely different. so my job is to handle the counter, answer the phone, make sandwiches and salads and ring up customers. The people I work with are beautiful, meaning they are good looking. I'm not talking about the guys, the females. I have already gave one who I have eyes on a nickname, 'Punk Fairy'. She cracked up when she heard this. I told her she is a Fairy who lo...

A Plast From The Past

When Facebook first came out, I joined. My account just sat there, I did nothing. Fast forward a couple of years, and my family joined. One day I was with them, and they told me was I a part of it, told them yes. I have to watch what I say and what I place on it cause their eyes are watching. Then the strangest thing started happening, old girlfriends from my teenage years, old Army buddies and basically any female who was involved with me, started getting in touch with me. This one young lady, when I was 14 years old, that lived in the floor below me in my apartment build reached out to me earlier this week. You know how it first starts...'is this the blah, blah blah, from blah, blah, if so contact me'. Well for the last 3 days we have been emailing each other. She is 47 years old, 2 grown kids with grand kids. But what she just came out and said, makes me want to meet up with her. She told me that she has been thinking of me every now and then. Mostly when her relationships s...

Wow, I Didn't Know That....

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...there is an Apple Store right next to the place where I work at. I hope my pay is decent, this way I can go right next door and buy me an ipod.

Tryin' to Remmebr Just what Day of The Week Is, IS HARD !!

First off. After a hard 30 days, I have found a job, and this one is dealing with food. meaning... that I do get to take some food home at the end of the night, well MORNING. More about the morning business later. The Manager that hired me, we played email tag for a couple of days after I replied to his post on Craigslist. He wanted to meet me on the 4th of July, but I wasn't doing that one. I mean I wasn't doing anything, but when some one calls and wants to meet you at the job, they more or less want you to start working right then and there. I had other commitments anyway. So, after one interview that i had scheduled, I went and met him at the job, Gaslight Pizzeria. And I was right, cause right after my interview, he told me to come back later that night to start working. I heard about the Meatpacking District, and I thought it was opposite South Street Seaport, my bad, I was wrong. This place is a NUTHOUSE at night, but by 5am, everyone is off the streets and home already....

Sunday, July 3rd

Soooo, my brother is having a cook out at his home, upstate, NY. What tripped me out was that he told everyone to bring a plate. Fist of all, you called around saying that you were having the cook out, and now you want people to bring food? Well, little brother, I can't afford to bring any food, but I will sure bring myself. I just seen some pictures of Amber Rose, of herself naked, sent to Nicki Mi.. well whatever, boyfriend. I have to hand it to her though. She has a tight, smooth hairless body. Nothing that she is ashamed of either. What gets me, its all these females that are talking shit about her. So what, she is what she is no matter what she is. She KNOWS who she is and is comfortable with it so why get your panties all in a bunch over what SHE chooses to do with her OWN body. As for Bishop Long. The only place that you will hear anything on this guy is online. I read that he settle his case before court hearing for about 25 million dollars to the four guys that he supposed...
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This was taken in 1980, Ft. Dix, NJ Truck Driver School
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This was taken in I think 1978, while I was in The Army, stationed in West Germany.