Created a group meetup for the latest Down n Derby Disco Skate Party (LOVE THESE BTW) and ended up lost in the streets of BK for a good 30 mins (sadly I AM a Native New Yorker......who gets lost in the city EVERY DAY). But a guy I never met, but was supposed to meet with there was nice enough to walk out and meet me halfway. When I got there the music was great but the space was no bigger than a dance floor. That of course did not stop the crowd from throwing on their skates and having a GREAT TIME! Of course "Sammy" (apparently everyone knows him) was there. I had seen him at the last party dressed in a skin-tight purple glitter outfit doing twists and flips on the floor. This time he had glitter SHORT SHORTs and a huge feather in his hair. GOTTA LOVE THIS GUY!!! He really makes the party. I truly enjoyed myself and although I never met up with the group I stuck with a few people there and at times got lost in the music...went out to the middle of the dance/skate floor with my head thrown back and eyes close and swam in the euphoria! (no....i don't drink or take drugs...I'm just naturally spacey ;))
Can't wait for the next disco skate party!!!! wooohooo!!!
Thinking of taking skating lessons with one of our group members, check out her vid she's good:
With the fast approach of yet another lonely valentines day, I've been spending a lot of time thinking about love...and my seemingly bad luck in this area of life. It wasn't until I did my natal chart that I found that my Venus was in my 12th House...aka a propensity for being "unlucky" in matters of the heart. I think the moment I learned that I stopped reading my horoscope and believing there was any credibility in astrology. It was my defense mechanism kicking in. I just finished watching a movie called "5 star day" which focused on whether or not there was any truth to astrology...for the sake of my love life and future kids (if any) I hope not. lol. Anywho, after watching this movie and listening to one of my FAVE songs "Satellite" by Guster, I wrote this poem. Not the best poem in the world...but I figured I would use it to convince myself that 1) There is such a thing as true love and 2) I am worthy enough and lucky enough to someday obtain it. We all are :)
Mutual Love Potion
We all want it
Some more than we’d like to admit
It’s the potent force behind our feeble attempts;
Our hasty decisions and ill fated unions.
When we have closed the doors and locked
Them against the disappointment of it never arriving.
We tell ourselves it did not exist and was nothing more than a fairytale.
This helps us sleep better whether it’s cold and alone or warm beside a
flimsy substitute.
It is there…
And like all other things we desire…
It is only obtainable if we believe;
Stupidly, heartily, blindly
Until the universe has no other option but to make it manifest…
This thing that would make us feel as if we were soaring through the
heavens
Showered by shimmering stars and warm galaxies…
Those arms that would hold you tight and make you forget the
Body of thoughts and pinching worries you’ve accumulated over the
ravages of a lifetime.
That person so perfectly made they could never disappoint…well…not for
long
In them you could see all that was beautiful in this world and beyond.
The soul that makes you feel whole; no longer an alien being just
passing through
On your way to nowhere discernible.
A part of something bigger, something eternal, something kissed
By creation and blessed by the heavens.
Mutual Love is not for the weak; not for the disbelievers; Not for the
Seasoned Reasoner,
Nor for the sly or calculating.
It is for the pure of heart, who would wait an eternity if it would
take so long
For their paths to cross and their hands to touch…
For when the right one comes along, whether in this life or the next or
the next
There is no question, no hesitation, no wondering
There is only connecting
Again and again and again
Like colossal stars bursting and dying; their dust creating new planets
and nations and forms of life
Forms of…Love
From this very moment, this day and the next, past time and space
Life can be soooo funny at times. I don't follow sports at all...but I think anyone with a pulse knows this thing they call the "Super Bowl" is today. I just happened to look at the news and saw the Ravens are playing. Some of my close friends know I met Ray Lewis (of the Ravens) years ago...probably in 2000 I think, while riding a grey hound bus from Virginia (oddly enough). I had no idea who he was, but we had sparked up a convo and he told me he played football and was being allowed back on the Ravens after having "nearly messed things up" or something like that. We sat and talked for most of the ride and he told me how he was trying to get his life back together etc. He mentioned that he needed a "good girl" like me in his life and he was sure he would stay focused and not get sidetracked (yeah he was trying to spit game lol).
Anywho, he gave me his number before we parted ways. I was wearing a purple scarf (don't ask) and khaki pants with tons of pockets (don't ask) and put his number in one of the pockets. I wasn't interested in him romantically but figured I would keep in touch. Long story short, I forgot about the paper, washed the pants in bleach (don't ask) and never had the chance to call. Now watching his prep for this major event, I'm excited he FINALLY got things together outside of those issues a few years back and really hope they win. I won't be watching the game (trying out Hot Yoga today woohoo) but whereas I usually just root for the team with the prettiest colors...today I know who I'm standing behind. :)