This past weekend was pretty damn awesome, man. The main focus was the wedding for O.J. & Isa, two really cool people who are PERFECT for each other! In 1999, everybody knew they were going to get married, so it was good to finally see it happen, and to be a part of it. Because I wanted to make sure I was where I needed to be, and my stomach is unpredictable, I knew I wouldn't be comfortable just eating anything. I had know idea I'd damn near starve myself running around every frickin' where, though.
Friday was HECTIC, but things got done as they needed to be, which is all I can ask for, right? Let's just say that all I had on Friday was a bag of pretzels and half a ginger ale as I did my mentoring thing, ran out to the wedding rehearsal where the directions from mapquest were of course messed up, made the rehearsal (which was longer than the wedding), cut out and missed the rehearsal dinner because I had the gig out at PG community college...so I went home to supposedly nap, eat something light, drink some water, relax-relate-release, but slept too long so had to get up and go to make it on time to a show that naturally started late (whew) Then, saw Patrick, the 5th L, 13 and Jason Reynolds kill it. The house band was dope and the host was funny as hell. Sean Rikman was drumming there...that dude is bananas. The event was hosted by a group named BAMN! (By Any Means Neccessary), and they contacted me outta the blue a few weeks back asking if I was interested in featuring and if so, for how much? Although the event was drawn out a bit, the love and vibe was pretty damn cool; there was this cat who was supposed to holla at me about some self-publishing questions, but never did. Anyway, I'm definately down to go back one of these days, so holla back PGCC. After receiving payment, I left the spot after 11pm, when I thought I'd be be leaving @ 9pm the latest... Called O.J. and let him know I didn't have it in me to make it out to VA, so I'd be at the hotel in the morning for the pre-wedding business. Got to the homegirl Lynn's crib circa 12am and ate a salad before falling out.
The next day, get to the hotel just before 9, as I was supposed to do. Kicked it with the very happy groom to be and the groomsmen; talked much trash. Met a lot of O's family, who are cool as hell. Did the wedding up nice and of course got the reverend to the spot in a timely fashion. The wedding was very picturesque. Afterwards, shot the breeze and clowned around waiting for the photographer/ Seymore Butts/ Dr. Brundle (looked like Jeff Goldblum from the Fly) to rememeber about the groomsmen. Did the pictures, and headed to the reception. Had a ball at the reception. Watched the Wizards come back from a 21 point deficit to lead by 13, only to lose by 5 points (sniff- sniff). Went to kick it at my man Jumand's crib later that night. His girl Vic finally got back from her station overseas, so he seemed happy; and the homegirl Nova was knocked out on the couch. Ate another salad for dinner. Rolled close to 12, as it had been a long couple of days. Got up around 10 on Sunday to take back the tux. Went to see Sin City on a whim...it was alright plot-wise, but visually the shit was hot! The major beef I had with the joint is it was so visually stylized, yet it could be so drawn out at points. Still, this is the type of flick you can watch through a store window without the sound and tell your friends about. Oh, wait, there was too much nudity... Oh yeah, another thing, there was way to much castration and mutilation of the male genetalia, man. Anywho, wound down the weekend by watching Tiger win another Masters and looked at the Contender (dope show).
Qoute of the month: "Yo, I had to come out and speak to you (referring to Femi and me) and let you know I was feeling ya'll. (Then looking at me) I especially dug you, you were funny...you hit 'em with a little bit of salt, and then some pepper, and they wasn't ready for that. I like the way you garnish your shit, for real." Ty aka AWOL