What a FUCKIN Weekend....

Man, Man, Man,.....

This weekend was quite interesting...Besides the anger inspiring heat there were a lot of things that went on...so where do I start?? Let's see...

Saturday I was invited to one of good friend's daughters prom afterparty...She and I were the only adults there so that made it quite interesting. I got drunk (drank about a half a bottle of bacardi) and almost got in a fight with one of those punk ass kids. I mean, the party was ending..I flipped the light on and kicked everybody out. This dude wanted to come back in and was runnin off at the mouth like he was gonna do somethin...And of course when I get drunk for some reason I am just ready to fight...so lucky for him he left peacefully..Cuz I am like James Brown.."I don't know Karate but I know Crazy."

Then I was coaxed into going to NYC for the Puerto Rican Day Parade. So picture this...I have to wake my drunk ass up at roughly 9 am after getting no sleep, take a shower so we can get to New Haven to take the train into the city. I was HURT from the night before in a major way but because she (who we will call HartfordLady) is like family to me I went. So we get to the city only to find out that we've missed the WHOLE damn parade...At this point tensions are runnin high for some of the people in the group. So HartfordLady and her daughters decide that they wanna go to Canal Street and do some shopping. Let me just say this...Canal Street has to be one of the dirtiest locations in all of New York City. I don't know if it was the rancid smells and the springtime combination of dirty water and urine, the HEAT, or my tiredness/durkeness but needless to say it was not a pleasant experience. The girls were on a mission to get the best price for some knock-off Coach bags. And I must say, the Chinese folks down there have a sophisticated operation going on. I swear HartfordLady and her daughters must have went into every secret backroom in all of Chinatown....But they got their stuff and we moved on to a more pleasant place...BBQ's. I had some more drinks and dinner and then made the spur of the moment decision not to go back to Connecticut with the group but rather to go out to Escuelita's..
Needless to say, initially HartfordLady was not pleased with that decision but eventually she came around...(I forgot for a couple of moments that I was a grown ass man. She can be very motherly with her peoples at times).

Now when I first got to Escuelita's I was wondering what I hell I was doing there. I was TIRED as hell and feelin a little bit sick from the food I ate and from the additional drinks I had. But since it was the day of the parade it was PACKED with an unusually higher number of cute people. So I just chilled in the cut, drank, got STARED at by a decent amount of people, and just vibed with the music. I know I have complained about the staring before in previous posts but I guess I can't complain that much because I aint the first to speak EVER...but as I also mentioned before, I don't stare at people. There was one cute one that I should have just spoken to cuz he was just breakin his neck to look back at me..bless his heart..But hey, PRIDE is a muthafucka.. Anyways...It ended up being a cute evening..I jumped on the 4:30 bus back to Hartford, made it home, and proceeded to sleep the day away the best that I could given the CRAZY heat...

So what did I learn from this weekend...

(1) I officially HATE Canal St.
(2) A half a bottle of Bacardi and mid 90 degree temperature do not go together
(3) Staring homosexuals in da club can be simultaneously flattering and annoying
(4) Puerto Ricans are some PROUD mofos

Life just seems to be getting more and more interesting...

peaceloveandeternity...

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