6 posts tagged “boston nightlife”
Went past the mall to look at the gym, get the fees structure and stalk my ex. Yeah I saw him. He was outside in some ol' ho gym wear. So beautiful! So DITSY! When I first met him, I thougtht he was really deep, a writer and whatnot. Now that he is thinner, his dits-osity is more apparent. No matter, Ive done dumb before.
Anyway, I came home took off my shoes and my jewelry and heard some loud reggae music on my terrace. I thought maybe it was my neighbor, a red headed Italian who plays Hip Hop all times of the day and night. I thought maybe he had switched over to reggae. Then, I looked off my terrace and saw that there was a pool party in full swing at Charles River Plaza. This was their annual summer party, which I have apparently been missing for the past six years Ive lived here! I put my shoes and jewerly back on, and went over.
When I got there, there were free tshirts and hats, nachos, free beer, a live DJ and most importantly FREE MARGARITAS! It was great! After about three and a half of those 'Ritas, I was dancing to some ol' country western! ( Man, I FEEL like a woman! ). I asked the DJ if he had played any line/ wedding dance songs yet. I suggested the macarena or the chicken dance. He straightened me out and told me, "Oh we're playing the Electric Slide next." Uhn Un! But how about all those young white kids in their twenties KNEW HOW TO DO IT!?!?! Some old gropey drunk white b*tch came up to me with her 'husband' and was like "You! Teach me that dance!" Im tired of being a MFer ambassador. Im not even from here! I told her to "watch and follow along with everyone else." I aint Kizzy, B*tch!. I had a good time from "Baby Got Back" to "Sweet Caroline" (Hey whaddoyou want? We're in Boston).
I looked around, there were white, Black, Spanish, old, young, wheelchair, one lady on a walker... on the dance floor! Some Indian folk in saris, couples, singles, some young Black cats from Basketball City... and me. This would NEVER happen at home, because it doesnt have to. I had fun. I have pics. I'll show them to yall soon.
In other news, my Blogger decided to open itself back up, so I will be bicoastal from now until one of my blog shuts down again. I figure, I'll be nice here and nasty over there... but we'll see how that works out.
I Holla!
From "The Alley," down Boylston, left on Washington, quick left around stalled cab, over the curb on Summer Street to avoid the MBTA truck...
DrunkChezNiki: You must be a New York cabdriver driving like that!
BurlyWhiteCabbie: I am from New York
DrunkChezNiki: Upstate or from the City?
BurlyWhiteCabbie: The City
DrunkChezNiki: Really? Im from The Bronx!
BurlyWhiteCabbie: Mount Morris Park and 180th
DrunkChezNiki: Uh Uhn! Concourse Village near Yankee Stadium
left on School Street, 90 MPH right down Cambridge Street, right on New Sudbury to avoid the light, quick left at Haymarket on two wheels, under the parking lot, turned the MP3 to the Ol Skool Station, turns into Merrimac, bear right on Portland Street, continue at 90 MPH until we see the BPD going the wrong way coming toward us on a one way street SKKKEEERRRT! slowed down, pulled over to the right in front of Subway (sandwich shop), pulled up to the corner of Portland and Causeway in front of SevenEleven, as "Tramp" by Salt and Pepa begins to play. BurlyWhiteCabbie counts out my change and hands it through the plexiglass with an arm tattooed from the wrist up with some kind of psychadelic design. I give him back a dollar...
DrunkChezNiki: Alright now! Salt and Pepa! Stay safe and dont wear your Yankee hat in the Fenway!
BurlyWhiteCabbie: Hah! Good Night!
YankeeFanGurl Fri, 23 Mar 2007 14:36:57 EST
Cash bar and no men under 60 to flirt with so I could get a freebie. But it was a fundraiser for a good cause so Im glad I went to support.
A Standing O for me and my choir when we sang at a Shabat service at a Lexington, Mass Synagogue, then I got
A ride back to Boston with my choir's technical director, in a snowstorm, who told me I shouldnt let a little snow stop me from "shaking my tail." Then I got
Some cash out the ATM so I could go to the Networking Black History Month Friendly Take Over Fashion Show Event at PekingTom's in Downtown Crossing (we dont get much up here in Boston so we have to do it all at once), where I got
Jacked at the door with an astronomical cover, even though I was on the "reduced list," then I got
Greeted by the Lady from Next Level Entertainment who, after jacking me, asked me why I hadnt signed up for the Urban Funk Ski Weekend later this month. I smiled and shook my head (Didnt tell her that Ive never been to Vermont and I dont intend to go.) then I got a
Nod from NextLevelLady's girls, J and L, who wanted me to come join them at the side bar in a dark corner by the door. (I just paid a cover, Ladies. Im on my way to the center of the club, the dance floor and/or the center bar so I can make this worth the trip!) I also got a
Hug, kiss and business card from the Haitian with the strong hands who broke me off something proper with a back massage at the Vertigo last time I went. He and two buddies started a massage business. They do spa parties and bridal showers and whatnot. Noticed he spelled his name the American way on his card ?!?!? Also got a
Hug, kiss and convo from DredlockEsq friendly still from the old DT crew. Introduced him to J and L once they came out from the shadows. Later I got
An unhealthy view of some half nekked women and one crackhead (or maybe anorexic) Brother during the jewerly fashion show. But then I got
A healthy view of the one large buff Brother who came out wearing what looked like a large orange bicycle chain around his neck... and not much else. (Now that's what Im talking about!) also got
A good look at Celtic Ryan Gomes dancing off-beat in the VIP section, then I got
A good look at a meanmuggin Celtic Al Jefferson with his 450 pound security dude (Id be meanmuggin too, if Id lost to the Clippers, like they did earlier that night), and I got a
Handshake from a smiling Paul Pierce (He looks much better in person). Later still, I got my
Grope, dance, snuggle and cell photo from a young Haitian cat named, "Mack." He took my number so we could resume groping at a later date :-] Got a
Kiss and a handshake from Promoter Mistrie. He also offered me a shot of Petron (Patron? Petrol? How do you spell that stuff? I know how it should be spelled: L-I-G-H-T-E-R F-L-U-I-D!) after I paid him some attention it the midst of the adoration crowd which surrounded Mr. Pierce, Mistrie asked, "Do you do Patron?" like he was offering ex or speed or something. Have to say, that stuff is GREAT. My back stopped hurting immediately, my sinuses cleared, and I when I got home, I slept well for the first time since before the New Year! ;-p Then, I got
A cab on Washington, Summer and Winter at 1:45 am to 7-11, where I got
A small bag of salted roasted in-the-shell peanuts and carried my happy a$$ upstairs, where I took a bubblebath and got
In bed and fell asleep watching Whoopi Goldberg learn the "ChickenNoodleSoup" on Showtime at the Apollo. Much like the "Harlem Shake" a few years ago... this dance is NOT for those over twenty-five. Better sit your ol' a$$ down before you put your back out! LOL
-Hey Gurl! You called my cell?
-Hey Nik! Yeah, I was just calling 'cause I had an extra ticket to the concert at the Roxy tonight.
-Oh word? Whos playing over there?
-Beres Hammond.
-Bears who?!?!?
-No No, Gurl that's what you said the last time I asked you if you wanted to go see him. Beres Hammond. He's a reggae singer.
-Well, I dont know too many of the new reggae artists, if its not Sean Paul. I only know like Beenie Man, Buju Banton, Capelton, Mad Lion...you know old school.
-Beres Hammond older than Mad Lion
-Oh ((!?!?!?!))
-I gotta find someone to go with. My "friend" was supposed to go with me. We were gonna make a night of it, go to the dirty toy store first...
-Oh you mean Amazing in Chinatown?
-Yeah Gurl! Pick up some toys, then go to the concert. But he called me at the last minute talking about he forgot about our date...
-Okay so. ((he forgot?!?!? that's a new one)) I dont understand, Its too late for him to go with you to the concert? Isnt the concert after work?
-Well he cant take me, now. He forgot about us, so hes taking his woman...
-Oh? Oooh. ((WTF!?!?!?))
-...so I have to find somebody to go with me, so I wont be there by myself.
-Well if you dont find anyone, I can go. I was only going to choir practice and then to Breezeway's Fifth Anniversary
-Yeah Gurl, I got an invite to that too. I remember when it first opened.
-Yeah I went during the daytime once to see the NBA All Star Games. Then one night Tee Tee was trying to ditch her man so we went back at night when they were playing music and whatnot. That was the night I met BouncerMan ((sighing, remembering his strong tongue))
-Well, my co-worker told me I could borrow her husband to see the concert tonight. I just want my "friend" to know that he cant just ignore me like that. Bet he thought I would just stay home. You know he asked me to move into his building last week right?
-Huh? Move in with him and wifey? ((what kinda freaky sh*t this b*tch into?))
-No No!!!! He owns a triple decker, he was gonna rent me the top apartment. They live on the second floor. Its three hundred less than Im paying now in rent, so I wouldnt be home at all, I would go out all the time and...
-Wait! Back up! He and wifey live in the same building where he offered you an apartment? You know hes really offering to keep an eye on you. Stalker!!!
-What?
-He sounds like a d*mn STALKER!
-Well he does call me a lot.
-Really? ((See? Stalker!))
-Yeah. Well like today, he called me six times.
-Funny how guys who are cheating always wanna know where you are.
-Yep. And he gets upset when he cant find me. But Nik, he's so attentive, romantic.. and sexy!!!
- ((Stalker!!!)) So he's Haitian?
-No Gurl, Dominicano!
-Oh Lawd! ((shaking head)) Well be careful! ((she gone wind up on the news, for sure))
-Okay Nik, Well I have to go find a large man to take my second ticket. I even put an ad on Craigslist. Ill talk to you later.
-Okay Gurl. ((Craigslist?!?! She IS a freak!!!)) Bye!
***call ends***
((See this why we aint free))
I gotta go to bed! This DSL sh*t is no good for insomniacs!!!
