Longest Day Ever.....

Currently listening to: Jay-Z featuring Beanie Sigel " Ignorant Shit "

                Yesterday was my 1st trip to the infamous Atlantic City, New Jersey. Now being that I've lived in New Jersey my whole life and I've been old enough to gamble for 3 years you would think that I would have been down there several times. Needless to say, it was my 1st time and I will say that I love it down there. Even though I came home about $200 poorer than I was when the day started but I had a great time. At first I wasn't going to go down there because I been trying to save money but then I realized it was only for 1 day so I decided to go. This guy I work with had a fight down there cause he does M.M.A. (mixed martial arts) so a lot of my fellow supervisors decided to go down and show him some love. I knew the day would be a long day once we met up at the job and this dude I'll call "Shame" forgets his/another guy's ticket for the fight at his house. 1st of all, "Shame" got a ride to our job so which means someone had to take him back home and secondly he live 25 minutes away from our job. Fortunately, this other guy I'll call "Marine" took "Shame" home & picked up 2 more guys. Nothing eventful happened on the way down besides the driver "Ginnie" admitting he was going to buy a hooker if he didn't bag a bitch at the bar. We got down to Atlantic City in just under 2 hours which is pretty good time being that "Ginnie" stopped like 4 times to smoke cigarettes. Somehow after we checked in the rest of the crew get there 10 minutes after us when they had to go in the opposite direction of the Garden State Parkway to get tickets & pick up "Squirrel"/"Dirty". Once everyone got in we went down to get some food at Hooters which was another 1st for me. Their wings are pretty good... I mean they ain't the best wings ever but they are pretty damn good.  After that the gambling began and I started to play roulette. I must say roulette has to be the gayest shit ever. It all fuckin' luck!!!! I need some shit that requires some skills or something I can cheat at. I won a little bit of money at the roulette table but then I went on to play blackjack. Blackjack was treating me good once I learned the house rules. I got restless from gambling after like 3 hours and decided to go back upstairs to chill before the fight started. When I get upstairs it looks like a battlefield in both rooms. "Squirrel" is layed out across the bed and in the next room "Shame" is babbling about absolutely nothing at all.  This other guy who comes with us, I'll call him "YB" is stumbling around the room in a drunken daze. "Shame" starts smacking "YB" in the face telling him to wake the fuck up. "YB" out of nowhere starts purposely banging his head in walls and then later on the mirror in the bathroom. "Shame" goes next door into my room and jumps on 'Squirrels" bed so he can wake up. "Squirrel" wasn't moving for nothing and if he wasn't snoring I would of thought he was fucking dead!! Out of nowhere "Squirrel" gets up, then him and "Shame" start smacking each other. I had enough of watching wasted white guys abuse each other so me some of the other guys decided to go to the fight because it was like 15 bouts that night. M.M.A. apparently is a sport that attracts A LOT of a good looking white chicks. I've NEVER seen so many white chicks with big butts in my life and yet alone in 1 place. So after about an hour of watching random people fight it was time for my co-worker to fight. And I was disappointed, this dude got his ass kicked!! He hit the dude like 4 times maybe 5 times and then was just fighting for his life for the other 10 minutes of the fight until dude choked his ass out. I heard after the fact the my co-worker was leaking blood from his ears!! I can't fuck any sport thats going to make my brain hemorage. After the fight is when the party really started because it was a lot more of co-workers around. One of my co-workers brought some dude he grew up with who turned out to be pretty cool. He paid for all my drinks when we were hitting the bars up so he's definitely on my good side. Me and my boy "Paco" got restless so we decided to go play blackjack. I was killing this time, I was up by like $600 before I got stupid and wanted to started betting $100 at a time so that money went real fast. "Paco" gets a call from the security booth because they have "Squirrel" in their custody. Apparently "Squirrel" was asleep on the stairs in the casino and needed to be taken back to the room. We had to take this clown back to the room so he wouldn't be falling asleep in random ass places anymore. When we leave the room and get back downstairs some dude is layed out in front of the elevator. Supposedly he started talking slick to 1 of the fighter and got knocked the fuck out real quick. Me and "Paco" link back up with some of our co-workers then I hear the most ridiculous story I've heard in years. "Shame" says he met a chick at the bar and her boyfriend gives him 4 grams of cocain to let her suck "Shame's" dick while he beats off!!! That is most ridiculous story I've heard in 2008, hands down!!! After losing the most of my money I decide to call it quits and get some food. Somehow these bastards want to charge me $14.50 for a Reuben Club sandwich with french fries!!! I'm not going to lie though, that was a good ass sandwich!! When we get back to the room, we just miss out on "Marine" almost killing someone because he was missing 2 of his pills! "Ginnie" is offering to get me and "Paco" a hooker in case we wanted to get our dicks sucked. At least he didn't offer himself or say that he got his dick sucked and got 4 grams of coke in return, lmao. I finally got too tired to stay up anymore even though "Ginnie"& "Marine" were banging our my door for beer that we didn't have. "Dirty" finally pops up out of nowhere is next door while I was trying to go to sleep so his ass was stuck since he didn't have a key of his own. Apparently though, he leaves the room in the middle of the night to gambles more and then he falls asleep under the Christmas tree in the main lobby. At least that's the story he was telling because security has to bring him upstairs after the fact. That in a nutshell was my trip to Atlantic City and I will be back very shortly because I realized once I got home that I was unknowingly counting cards while playing blackjack. From what I'm told that pretty damn good because they use like 6 decks of cards to try to keep people from doing just that. Maybe I'll hit it big next time around............

Epiphany.......

Currently listening to: Next " Too Close "

             Last night I woke up in the middle of yet another cold New Jersey night and had an epiphany. It was like a sign from God enlightening me on a mistake I've been making in my life. Through my epiphany I realized that I can never attain the perfection necessary to be with someone I hold very near & dear to my heart. The moment I begin to think I'm perfect is the very same moment I am off of my game. Perfection is an ongoing process and is never really ever attained in my eyes. So all this time, I've been thinking I need to be perfect but in reality I need to continue to strive for that very same perfection. Now I don't know in which direction my energy will be focused as a result of this epiphany. I still have some reservations about a lot of things so I have to pick & choose my spots so to speak. Once I do figure out where to direct this new found energy and drive for perfection those close to me will be the beneficiaries of great results, mark my words! Let my strive for ongoing perfection begin

All Grown Up......

Currently listening to: Charles Hamilton " Women Hate Women "

               It still seems like a dream to me when I think of my sister having a baby. It seems to me like yesterday when were 2 young kids growing up on Hunterdon Street in Newark, NJ. Even though my sister is only 5 years older than me she has always been like another mother to me in some ways. I'll never forget when my sister beat this fat bitch's ass because she broke my Batman action figure and then the bitch still gave my sister the money back to boot. When my mother and father split up that forced my sister to grown up a lot faster then she should've had to. We were only 8 and 13 respectively but my sister always made sure I was taken care of while my mother was grinding for her children. There were times when my sister would go out into the dangerous streets of Newark to get me a slice of pizza because I was hungry and my mother was too busy working to go food shopping. Thinking back on it now, I don't know how my sister was doing all this shit because she was only 13 at the time. Even as we both got older, my sister would always make sure I had what I needed. Now that my sister is starting her own family I know that she will be great mother to my niece because of the times she took care of her baby brother. 

Welcome new readers.......

Currently listening to: Kanye West "Love Lockdown"

       So I've noticed that a few new people have been checking my blog. I figured I'd take this time to dibble and dabble into the man that goes by the name Rich Porter. First off, Rich Porter isn't my real name but I tell all the new people I come across that it is. No need to just be having my name floating around in the streets. If we ever become close then I'll tell you what my name is.  I'm a supervisor at UPS and have been for the last 3 1/2 years. I feel my job is more like babysitting rather than supervising. I never thought supervising adults would be so stressing. I remember before I was a supervisor, I actually made decisions on my own without my supervisor telling me what to do. I'm also very much in love with this woman but I probably will never have the gumption to make anything happen between us. I realized that I don't live up to my own expectations of what I feel she deserves from a man. I enjoy playing basketball, drinking, playing Xbox 360, occasionally going to the club. I pretty much just do most of the things a 24 year old man enjoys doing. I'm pretty much your average Joe but in the same sentence I'm very different. I have the utmost confidence in myself and my abilities. Some people say I'm a little cocky but I can live with that because I won't allow anyone to ever put me down. I have a passion for fashion. I love having fresh clothes and especially shoes. My mother told me when I was younger that a girl always notices a guys shoes. So she always kept my shit looking sharp and when I got old enough to dress myself then I took it to another level. I have several guilty pleasures such as; milkshakes, girl with pretty smiles, bbq chicken, etc.... I'd like to say thank you to all the new people who come across my blog and I hope you continue to read along. Feel free to comment anytime...

The American Way.....

Currently listening to: Dru Hill " 5 Steps "

               As of late at work I've noticed several of my co-workers practicing the same shameless habit. All the co-workers I've observed have been doing something we call "throwing someone under the bus". That's a phrase we use basically to say someone is using another co-worker like a sacrificial lamb to save their well being. But in these cases, they have been doing it to highlight themselves. I've never been a person to put another person down in order to glorify myself but I notice that some of my co-workers feel the need to do so. I feel my performance speaks enough for itself and that I don't need to point out the faults of others to make me look even better than I do. I know I perform my job at a more than competent level so I just go about my daily routine. I try make sure that I don't get caught slipping so I'll be in a position to get "thrown under the bus". I just know after watching this low life activity take place that I will always watch my back at work from here on out.

Dream Girl.........

Currently listening to: Stevie Wonder  " All I do "

         Last night, a good female friend of mine asked me what kind of females am I attracted to. I was actually stumped on that very question. But ever since I was younger I've just taken qualities from all the girls I've went out with or talked to then rolled them into 1 perfect woman. So in my mind there is 1 supreme woman that would garner my full interest. She would have a voice that it is soft & delicate but strong enough to command respect whenever she speaks. She may not be a genius but she has a thirst for knowledge. She's always seeking to stay in the know and not becoming a stranger to the world around her. She has a passion for the things she believes in and holds true to her. She has unstoppable drive and will never allow anyone to derail her from what she has her mind set to do. She has a mild to strong interest in the sports world because Lord knows I can watch ESPN all day if need be. She can hold her own ground in any situation and doesn't need a man to back her up. Even though sometimes a man feels the need to be a man and have his woman's back. She will be strong enough to say " Nah, I got this ". She doesn't just give her love away but once you have her love, you should feel highly favored and count your blessings. She has a strong sense of fashion but doesn't have to dipped in the finest designers. She just knows what to wear that makes her look sexy. She's definitely someone I can introduce the family to without hesitation. She's a woman who can make every woman in this world seem like they are in her shadow. There would be no comparison to her and if there is, its just to see how short other woman come short of being her. Now I would be being naive if I said how she looked doesn't matter because someone's appearance it what draws you to them in the 1st place. She doesn't need to be the most beautiful woman on Earth but being pretty damn sure wouldn't hurt. Idealy, she would be brown skin ( like coffee with 2 creams kinda skin tone to be perfect) to dark skin. Light skin woman really aren't my catch of the day but I wouldn't turn a blind eye to 1 worth associating myself with. She'd keep herself fit regardless if she's just naturally slim or she hits the gym. Nothing against fat chicks but I'm too skinny to be with any of them. She has lips that will make you want to catch every word she say right out of the air. She keeps her hair done regardless if it's actually her own or if she bought a little extra. Her ass has to be just right which is kinda hard to explain. It just has to suite her body nicely...... Not too big and not too small, just 1 of the booties when she walks by you say " She's got a nice butt ". Her keeping the hands and feet done is 2nd nature. She does that as if it's breathing. 

         So none of what I wrote directly addresses the question I was initially asked to answer. Usually when 1st getting to know a female I keep these things and a couple of more qualities in my mind. As I get to know her, I cross the things she has in common with my blueprint off like a grocery list. In the end, most of what I've outlined compliments who I am as a man.

When getting with a female was easy.....

Currently listening to: Another Bad Creation " Iesha "

       

          While listening to this song, I started to wonder about the days when getting with a girl was easy. I remember when I was like 7 or 8 and when I liked a female all I had to do was just punch her somewhere. Even more so, if I really liked her then I would buy her a bag of chips or walk her home from school. When did starting a relationship with a female become so damn difficult!?!? Now you have to start a conversation with her and then find what she likes. Then you have to ask her out and then on top of that you have to make sure its somewhere good so she don't think you're a fuckin' clown. How about I just send a note to a female on a napkin at the bar saying " Do you think I'm cute yes or no " with 2 boxes to check a response? I'm really going to try take it back to the old school days so ladies should be forewarned that if I like you then I'm going to use some childish way to let you know that. Also I'm going to use some childish way to find out if you're interested in me. Why am I going to do all of this? Pretty much because I can and to keep things interesting. I just hope some chick doesn't call the cops when I punch her in the arm or push off of a chair, LOL. They should just know that I find them attractive and want to get to know them better. Fuck buying a girl a drink, nothing says " I think you're fly" like just pulling a girl's hair or tripping her as she walks in stilettos. 

Moment Of Pride.......

Currently listening to: Young Jeezy feat. Nas " My President Is Black "

                 At first, I wasn't really overly moved about Barack Obama becoming president elect of our country. Don't get me wrong, I very much understood the significance of this historical event. But if really didn't hit me until my mother came upstairs to tell me at well past 11 p.m about the news ( my mother never comes upstairs to tell me anything she usually calls me to relay messages ). I know how much older people like her and those even older must be proud to see a black man become the future president of the United States Of America. Then shortly after Barack came out to address the people and I felt extremely moved. I don't believe him to be the savior of this country like many people believe but I do believe he will help turn this country in a new direction. The problems of this country and the world are far too great for any 1 man to turn around single handily. I saw several notable African-Americans at rallies in different places crying their eyes out in jubilation and I couldn't help but get a little teary eyed myself. I'm usually not 1 who likes to make things about race but " Damn, we got a black president ". I bet all those white slave owners are rolling over in their graves right now with a black president officially only months away. I now know how all those older people felt to see Jackie Robinson break the color barrier in baseball. So years from now when I have children and they read their history books, I can say to them " I remember that as if it were yesterday ". It was also good to share this moment with a good friend of mine because he passion for this cause actually helped sway my vote. If not for her, I probably wouldn't have voted at all. To hear cries the tears of joy over the phone also helped me realize how much this means to a lot of people. So even if I'm not exactly jumping in the air and clicking my heels at the new horizon. I can definitely tip my hat to a man who has given so many people hope and thats regardless of their race, religion, or sexual orientation.....

I'm gonna be an uncle.........

Currently listening to: Ginuwine " Superhuman "

          I've known for quite sometime that my sister is expecting her 1st child early next year. But now that this year is almost over, that fact is actually hitting. I'm actually going to be an uncle! Like I always just call myself an uncle with my friends kids but now I'm actually going to be an uncle. With my sister having a baby, that's at least stop the grandchildren request coming from my mother. But now people want to ask me when am I going to have a child. WHAT KIND OF SHIT IS THAT!?!? I don't even have a fucking girlfriend so let's digress and take things 1 step at a time. But I wonder what kind of uncle will I be? I remember the kinds of things I always did with my uncle (RIP) but then I can't do those things because my sister is having a girl. This is definitely going to be a new experience full of learning for me but I'm sure that when the day comes that I'll be ready for the challenge of being an uncle.