I have a crush.
Which considering my last post makes absolutely no sense. But it’s true. I saw her last night at Lez Bon Tomps watching the Soul Rebels. This wasn’t for the first time of course. She works in the bank I go to. I remember the first time I saw her was when I first moved back here earlier this year. I walked in because I usually prefer to do my banking in the lobby and there she was. She was about 5’6, Golden unblemished skin, Bronze highlights at the end of her brown shoulder length hair. And a face like a fucking Angel. She was breathtaking. Of course I said nothing. But everytime I went in the bank from then on I would look for and find her. One day while banking I ran into a friend of mine who had just started working there. She informed of what I already knew had to be true, that she had a boyfriend. So that was that. I’ve seen her out at the Hookah a couple of times with a guy I assume was her man. But then last night I saw her hugged up with a completely different guy. The other guy I have seen around New Orleans a lot so I know I would have recognized him with her before. But anyway who gives a shit about him. So I stood there across from her and just ogled away. I couldn’t help it. It was like eating coffee cake. How do you make yourself say enough is enough? It’s nice to know that there is at least one woman in the world that looking at her can make me happy and hopeful.
In other news I ran into Michael Smith of Around the Horn fame. He was also watching the Soul Rebels. I was standing around staring at this girl and a large bald headed man approached me with his hand extended. I didn’t realize it was for me til he got closer. He said he had just seen me perform at Dreams and he was diggin it. I was pleased. It’s always nice when people approach me like that. (nohomo) But I think I appreciate it better when guys tell me nice job because I know the guys natural inclination is to listen to women, so if they noticed what I had to say they must have really appreciated it. When women say nice job I’m never sure if they actually liked my poem or just think I’m cute. At any rate I was pleased that he had taken the time to listen. So when I saw Michael Smith and this guy dancing to the Soul Rebels I went to dap him up because it’s nice having him on that show. Someone who shares most of my theory about sports and you feel like you could relate to on a personal level. So when I went to dap him up. He stepped up to me and said “Man, you just did Role Reversal at Dreams right?” and I was like “Oh you were there too?” and he was like “Yeah, man that was the shit. You’re really good.” I mean I know Michael Smith is a regular person just like all the rest of us. But it’s good to know that people who, you appreciate there talent, are appreciative of yours as well.