connect.politic.ditto

I had an interesting weekend.

I BS'd on writing a new piece almost called it quits until the writer's block gave away with barely an hour to spare before i had to get showered and dressed for a gala. I'm very appreciative of the feedback on it thus far.

The gala was dope. It was pricey, but not nearly as unaffordable as Steppin Out. Yet, it was on that level. I'm glad we got NSBE back involved this year. Gonna have to stay connected this time around and make it an annual thing. I'm gonna mak money when I'm old selling throwback pictures of us to my friends. Elderly entrepreneurs are us!

My son's school had a Pancake Breakfast at Applebees. I didn't make it last year, so wasn't sure what to expect. I should have stayed in bed for those two measly flapjacks.

I went to Orchard Gardens for the annual holiday party. It's always good to see the young kids having fun and enjoying themselves, especially in neighborhoods where outsiders would be quick to cast them aside as doomed to fail wih no hope for tomorrow. My peoples from Chucktown know what time it is. I will say though that was one helluva grouchy elf.

Went to a birthday for a 1-year-old. It was good to see and hang with the fellas. Jokes galore. And i was due for some good ribbing. The Critic takes no prisoners. We're getting old, boys.

I missed the Styles P concert and probably cried on the inside for a few seconds until i got over it. Maybe next time.

Sunday consisted of me being tortured by the multiple schizophrenics who discussed politics, photography, homosexaulity, religion, medicine, and current events for several hours. I've been spending a lot of time with these crazy people lately and the bond has grown tighter, yet the immenseness of what we are working cannot be understated. i just hope and pray we don't drop the ball and miss our window of opportunity. A lot of good things could potentially comeout of the groundwork we are doing that many others have worked on before us.

And lastly, I had a homemade breakfast at 9pm. Talk about a scrumptious Sunday dinner. You want beef kielbasa with your pancakes, young man? Hells yeah!

Today, I have help desk duty so all my teachers who don't know how to work their laptops; holla. And tonight is an intergenerational politics discussion and fact-finding activity. Should be an interesting and enlightening time. Holla.