I believe I am in the twilight zone. Where I live now is just like the place where I grew up: Lafayette, Indiana. There is this small circle of black professionals and EVERYONE KNOWS EVERYONE! I am starting to feel good because I am beginning to meet some good people down here. Not that I don't miss home because I do! I wouldn't mind going back! It's just that I'm beginning to feel impatient...there are no men down here!
Last night was the Maxwell concert. I was in complete awe over the smoothness, the funkiness, and the vibrance of Maxwell's voice and performance. Seriously...he is a damn good artist. When the concert began, he literally glided onto the stage dressed in dark, dusky blue jeans, black leather jacket, and aviator sunglasses...oh and of course the hair was in full effect...wild as ever. He belted out his tune and shook his booty and made the ladies go wild. An older woman that sat next to my friend at the concert was screaming so loud that she is surely hoarse this morning. People were even taking off their bras and slinging them around in the air.
Funny Maxwell didn't break out and sing, "NORTH CAROLINA....RAISE UP, TAKE YOUR BRA OFF AND WAVE IT IN THE AIR JUST LIKE A HELICOPTER!"
All I can think about is Thursday and the Maxwell concert in Charlotte. I have waited 6 years to see that man in concert! I went on ticketmaster.com at 10AM back in August when the tickets first went on sale. I paid $62.00 for a seat in row "V"...I thought I'd at least get row "D" being on-line so early!
He better be good...I know he will. I'm not worried. It's Maxwell!
That's the slogan at my company, and right now I need comfort. Not because anything bad has happened to me, but because I am feeling the pain of everyone that was effected by Tuesday's events. I called one of my good friends and the only advice he could offer was to go get therapy or go talk to a clergyman. What kind of friend doesn't offer comfort to you when you are feeling down and out??? I was so hurt by his reply. So hurt. I feel as if our friendship doesn't mean anything anymore....
I can't even begin to describe how I feel today. What on earth is going on? 4 planes get hijacked today. 2 plow into the side of the World Trade Center in New York. One crashes into the side of the Pentagon in Washington, DC. The last one crashes somewhere in Pennsylvania. The World Trade Center towers both collapse. A portion of the Pentagon collapses. All I can think about is these people on those planes who had no control over their final destiny...what was going on in their minds as they watched the plane near the WTC and finally plow into the side of it? What about the people who decided to jump from 100's of stories up in the WTC as it burned. Hijacking planes to use a weapons?
It fucking pisses me off.
The last time I felt this sick to my stomach was during the Gulf War, and prior to that is was during the Space Shuttle disaster. It's all quiet up in my office, and every cube you walk by, someone has on their radio or the internet site with pictures and news on the screen. My friends are calling me asking me if I heard about it. I don't even know if I ever want to fly again.
I am extremely confused about men. When it comes to relationships, you guys say one thing and mean another. Come on fella's, what do you really mean when you say:
"I don't want to be in a realtionship right now." I just want to get my swerve on with every woman I can.
"It's not you, it's me." It is really you, but I'm not telling you that so I can still get my swerve on.
"I need time to think about this." I need time to think of another lie I can tell you.
"I've been hurt before." I've been hurt before.
I guess that's the only one that means the same thing to both men and women.
"From the cockpit, this is your captain speaking. Sorry for the delay folks but it seems like we have 11 pieces of luggage that won't fit under the plane..."
Oh shit.
"So what we're asking is that you please help us out..."
We're going down like Aaliyah.
"And put the luggage either under your seat or in the overhead compartment above your seat."
So I'm on this cropduster on my way back from DC and the pilot comes on the loudspeaker and announces this crap to us. I'm thinking we're going down in the Potomac because we'll be overloaded with luggage. I did not want to go out like Aaliyah and her crew!
We finally take off, and I'm trying to get my sleep on when the guy next to me leans over during the flight and says, "You hear that vibrating noise?"
I'm thinking, oh shit. He put a bomb in here or something!
Then he continues by saying, "If it keeps getting louder we'll be deaf before we make it to Greensboro!" I'm like, "Huh? What'd you say?"
