its dark and in hell its hot

Wow….what a weekend…I mean it was a solid 3 day weekend if there ever was one.
Friday I had not heard of anything special by the time I got off of work so I moseyed over to the gym to see what was crackin in there…for those of u who do not know this sandwich and cookie eater gores to the gym when in doubt….so Friday when I was in doubt, I moon walked to the gym. I walked in not expecting to do much, except lift a lil bit til the joint closed @ 9. But the gang of Asian dudes who I have come to appreciate their gangstah showed up. More about this later…. We balled pretty hard for about 90 minutes, which surprised the hell outta me since Fridays are not a typical good run night. We had a pretty good squad then de homie TreeC came and took a curfew man’s spot. De Nigerian nightmare aka 21 came and was talking shit which usually makes the games more fun but I was called a liar so I had to step my game up and hit a few more shots ‘for all the haters’. Fyi, for all those of you who do not know, I like to believe that I am a simple yet humble man. But when I put on them shorts and sneakers, I turn into some sort of 5 foot sumthin, 200lbs demon. It might be a character flaw, but at this point I do not really care much. I get riled up I talks junk and I often deliver. That’s really it. And on Friday my teammates and I did what we were posed to do. And TreeC gave NN aka 21 the business for the game winner which will definitely eat at 21 until the day he dies…..

After I left the gym, I went outside to pound the pavements and burn up the fone lines via verizon. To my surprise mad dudes were on dates for the night. I told folks I was gonna catch this game (mavs-suns), grub while doing so and will holla back when Im done. So I watched the last 16 minutes of the gamer Friday night. Oh yeah, it was monsooning on Friday for roughly 2 hours (9:30-11:30). Therefore making it virtually impossible to move and shake like I really wanted to. Anyway the homies E. and Dawle finguhz hit me up and told me to meet them at the arcade on fortydeuce. So after walkin past the hidden arcade 3 times I finally made it upstairs and did a good job wasting time on a non-fruitful Friday night…In all, I did spend mad $ on the games though…
Saturday I awoke hype as hell because I knew I was going to bk in the day time.(for those of you who do not know bk is a strange place. you will find some of the best women ever known to man out in bk however, it leads the tri-state area in ‘fiyah pon dem’ aka ‘shots for dat ass.’ So you could understand my glee when I knew I would be traveling in the light hours. At least, that way I could see which directions the shots are coming from if the drama pops off.) So me Dawle Finguhz boogie over the triboro bridge and get to the fantastic four’s BBQ. I walks in & almost trip over the smell of de x amount of ganja weed. I start smiling because that is bk in a nutshell. Very upfront and honest. I sees the fantastic four, mad boyfriends, mad men and a few girls, including whitney houston’s stunt double. This broad was nutz. I thought her azz was jokin when she walked past me and said ‘Im totally hot’. But apparently she was not jokin. It was a tragic site to behold. It was almost like watching the real time destruction of a decent looking young lady’s life. The broad spoke of her empty Louie bag more times than I was bumped into. She almost made my night. So much laughter was spawned from her actions that she almost got me to forget that it was more men in lime green at this shin dig than were women I had never seen before. Towards the end of the shin dig me, dawle, baldy and the 3 proactiv lightskinned models went to some restaurant / club on 45th and ave h called, ‘its dark and in hell its hot.’ Well that was not actually the name but shitttttttt that what the name shoulda been. I believe I stood as motionless as I could and still, I sweated out all the grub I had devoured on Halsey. This spot warrants a return trip because we got in @2 with shorts on and sneakers and got in for the free….
Sunday, I awoke in a pool of my own sweat. I smiled. Summer is here to stay. I woke up Sunday and remembered folks ball on my block @ noon. So I brushed my teethus, ran around the crib gathering my basketball garments (which included a dead frozen bottle of Life Water). I warm up pretty well and forget to stretch out and begin to ball I am moving around decently but not as well as I would like and it was not because of the heat. It was because of my being a ‘connOsewer’ of cookies. Well anyway we win the first and lose the second I takes my behind upstairs and gets showered up for my cousin’s crib in queens(BBQ). Me and de famO gets out there and it is the most boring of the boring there so I say whatup to everyone then does my best refugee impersonation and darts across the street to de homie Keenote crib. I fill the homie K in on the weekend up until that point as we ride around running errands. I explained that im going to the Sunday night shin dig that we all discussed. I finish up the queens adventure in high style cuz my lil wild mouthed cousins came thru and when they are around a great time is always had by all.
I hot foot it out to the shin dig and is greeted by the longest line I had ever seen in front of one of the 3 kings events. Simultaneously, I am immediately forlorn and impressed. Now I gotta pay $(I would miss ‘the free before 11 edict’) but im seein mad broads on line. So I guess there was a lil give and take in that instance. Blah blah blah best 3 kings party in at least 365 days, I leave, drop folks off, get fish, get home and check email @6 in the morning.
Monday I wakes the hell up hotter than a runaway slave in a wool blanket in a basement in July. I was chosen to be the house hero and go to the store to get toilet paper. I notice that tonight’s playoff game is on free TV so I am hype! (I live in poverty, therefore, no cable) in key food I get a call from Widget to come thru for BBQ. I exclaim Dynomite! And purchased some stuff for the pending grub down. I gets over there and sees the famO …good times, good times….told jokes….good times…im tired and got work to do….so im out…june is gonna be verie crazy… I promise.