By the way

I suppose this would be as good a post as any to fill you in some particulars about myself, so you will get the references Ill be making in the forthcoming weeks.

I work for a Rescue Social Change Group www.rescuescg.com it's best described as a marketing firm, but what we market is social change to kids i.e don't smoke cigarettes, or drink underage. (Its paramount that I put that underage, cause apparently we don't care about of age drinking). I'm still learning the job, so as I learn it I'll have more to comment on. The office is made up of three or four people of who I have already grasped that I am their closest negro friend. In times like this I like to call my self the Ambassador.

Family life, I have two wonderful sisters, and since the internet is also a sick place I will not be mentioning their names ever in this blog, just know that one is entering high school and is beautiful (I will refer to her, as, the older one) while the other is entering middle school, and is quite possibly the sweetest human being on earth, she, I will reference as the younger one, try and keep up. My mother and I have a love/hate relationship, in which she loves me, and I hate her advice as it is mostly always right. However I got the double recessive gene and thus I have what doctors call "thickimus skullimus" and rarely listen till it's too late. My Stepfather is the shit, period. (pretty nifty how I actually followed period, with an actual period right? comma,)

My girlfriend, who I will refer to as, The Lady (note the caps) is one of my best friends, whom I have the luxury of kissing. Apparently my other good friends are opposed to me kissing them, curses!! She's great, works for the Fairfax Hospital saves lives, mostly mine, and gets paid big bucks, get it girl. We are moving in together next weekend and I'm actually pretty excited about it, mind you my mother, grandmother, and all other religious entities in my life have their own thoughts on the matter, but alas, that's what parents are for. Oh, and she is white, which has not proven to be a problem, however when we get off the phone, I normally end with a "black power", to which she has lately been responding "white power". I let her know, to stop saying that out in public.

As for my first night of staying with my buddy in D.C last night....ohhh this is going to be fun. Vagabonds, and no turning signals, blacks, whites, hispanics all running the street in thug life unison. And I dont know if this is customary, but all the cop cars keep their lights on at all times? but they weren't making the loud noise or whatever, it was like they were set to stun, not kill. Either way, on my way to the office this morning I gave a homeless man a dollar, then as if it were out of a "thriller" audition 78 more of his friends just appeared out of the ground and gutters and graveyards, asking for more....oh city life, welcome to big people world mr. anthony.