Truthfully Speaking

TOUR ME THIS

I’m really getting a great opportunity to appreciate DC even more than I already did. I just came to shoot off this quick post from listening to some DC GO-GO upstairs while cleaning the room. Ok, I’ll admit that I enjoy GO-GO music and Baltimore club. So sue me. Anyhow, we went to Smithsonian Anacostia Museum and Center for African American History and Culture today. We also went to see the Korean and Vietnam War Memorials today. We were actually supposed to go see the World War II but we went there instead. We’ll see WWII next weekend on our next adventure.

I was so moved at the African American Museum because it highlighted writers of the new Renaisannce that began in the 80s and that I feel still continues today. Highlighted were Valerie Boyd, Octavia E. Butler, Kenneth Carroll, Edwidge Danticat, Samuel R. Delany, Eloise Greenfield, Charles Johnson, Dolores Kendrick, and Walter D. Myers. Now, we all know that there are tons of names missing from that list, but to see someone paying homage to these few made me feel really good. It also made me very very sad.

When I left Albany, I left dreams of writing behind. I decided that holding on to a love that would probably leave me with the same faith that my idol Zora had, was just not worth it. So I came here and decided to start fresh. I decided that I would go back to school and if necessary, obtain another Bachelor’s degree or a Masters in something absolutely unrelated to English. But being in that museum reinforced the fact that this is my passion. I live for words and the power that it exudes. I know that in my weblogs I often play around, cutting sentences, creating grammatically incorrect phrases, cursing, and all that. But when I sit at a table with my pen and notebook and just write…..That is when I feel the happiest. It’s hard to think that people can take a thing as powerful as words and disregard it. It’s hard to believe that people cannot respect the genius that it takes to create totally new and interesting works to read that have the ability to be understood cross culturally. This is what I want to do. This, and nothing else.

This is my confession. Hopefully, in whatever it is that I do in September, I can have the opportunity to write and share as I have always wanted.

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I never thought that I would be this busy or that things would be this hectic for me. I don’t know why I assumed that this move thing would be a vacation. There is just so much that I have to do and so much more that I have to think about. And the reality is that I can still post, but in my lack of exercising and sometimes sleep, I’ve been neglecting my body and consequently been affected by it. I thought that my time here would have been chock full of partying, dating, and apartment searching. Instead, I’m working, apartment searching, and job hunting. I’m not really job-hunting, but it feels like that when I have been re-creating my resume and all that good stuff.

Three days ago, I got lost in DC for two hours trying to find my way out to Pentagon City in Virginia. I intended to go to the Bally Total Fitness out there but that didn’t happen as I planned. I left from work, following some Mapquest directions, and found myself lost. I saw NE DC and finally ended up in SE DC. That’s when I learned that 14th street NE doesn’t run into 14th street NW and one street, N Capitol, splits NW from NE. Whatever. This shit sucks. I’m driving down the streets and they cut off and then I find myself lost somewhere. LOL…One thing though, I have found so many places in my adventures in being lost.

Yesterday was the first day that I was actually able chill with someone. I hung out with my homegirl from Albany. She’s out here for a college summer program or something at George Washington University. We went to the AMC at Union Station, which was ghetto as hell. Now imagine this, you are sitting down and watching a movie when all of a sudden, the screen goes white. And I’m not talking about for one second, it was off for minutes. I took a bathroom break and came back and it was still off. We both vowed that we would never again go back there. I mean, what kind of ass backwards shit is that?

Then we went to Fridays where we waited for entirely too long to get our food and by the time mine came, I was not hungry anymore. Not to mention, I ordered the sizzling chicken with cheese and it came out not sizzling. But whatever. It was just cool to hang out instead of dealing with all the hecticness that is my life.

Now for the part that I must report on:
I’m still having visions in my head of chicks with brick house bodies and booties that make you wanna just slap to see if that big firm thing will jiggle. And there is nothing gay about this. I’m just saying. I’m driving down the street, lost, trying to get home, when I see two chicks walking on he road. I’m thinking, they must be going to a scandalous ass club. I mean, shawty had on some get up that had her ass checks just out for everyone to see. I can’t lie. There may be some jealousy that I feel when I see chicks with bodies like this. Some people think it looks bad, but damn…not me. I mean, the bodies like the chick in the “ I like the way you move” video. I just abhor those chicks. But whatever. So I’m driving and I see another chick. She’s even thicker than the first girl. I’m like “what the hell is going down here?”. Then more girls walking the street and at the red light, my ca stopped, the music blasting, me trying not to stare, shawty walks up to the car behind me and starts talking. I noticed that she had on the “glass shoes”. You know what I’m talking about, the stripper joints. I just had to gasp. In our nation’s capital, this shit is going down. And so close to the white house? Lawd. I bet those politicians frequent out there and probably have gotten down with some of these girls. I drove all the way home not feeling quite right. Feeling like I looked at these ladies for too long. It wasn’t like head turn and turn back. It was like head turn, turn back, and then straight up stare…LOL…I wanted to ask these chicks what they ate and where they worked out. Cuz there has to be a recipe to get what they are working with. Ok, I’ve shared far too much with ya’ll.

Greetings From DC

I’m feeling really good. I picked up and decided to leave a life behind in NY. I came out to DC and didn’t know what to expect. It’s been so fulfilling thusfar. I’ve met many really great people and have really been able to make networks. I got two job offers between today and yesterday. Both are paying a little less than my asking price, but both are paying an incredible amount of money. One is about $5,000 dollars less than the other. But I think that I want the job that pays less cuz the opportunity to get to my asking price and even above that is far greater than the other position. One is with government, the other isn’t.

I won’t say anything else about that…..

just cross your fingers for me….