I Think I'm In Love... Again

Inspiration - "Prototype" - Outkast "If we happen to part/Lord knows I don't want that/But hey, we can't be mad at God/We met today for a reason/I think I'm on the right track now/ I think I'm in love again."

What I'm Listening To - "Disposable Arts" - Masta Ace

Question(s) I Asked Myself Today - "Will anybody read this post this weekend?"

I saw her from across the room. She was about 5'4", chocolatey brown, looked like a Delta. She was even wearing red. Hen and Coke gave me the courage to approach her. It was a long week at work and I just wanted to unwind. I didn't think I would fall in love.

Flashback to earlier that night. I was chilling at the crib as usual, when it hit me. "Son, you are wasting away your life. You are reasonably good looking, relatively young, and a pretty cool guy. Why are you sitting at home on a Friday night?" I had no answer for this question so I decided to do something about it. I searched the net for a club to hit up. I hadn't been to a club in a while, so I didn't know where to go. I called an acquaintance and found out the hot spot du jour.

I took a shower, got dressed and hit the highway. When I got to the club at around 12, I have to admit that I wasn't really feeling the line. I mean I understand the whole concept of the velvet rope, but I am not very patient and I hate waiting. The only thing that kept me there were the abundance of women standing in line. If they look this good outside, what's it going to look like inside? I just knew it was going to be thick.

I paid the cover charge and walked around the club for a minute. The women were looking good. I found a seat at the bar, and ordered a drink and went into observation mode. One thing I do remember from the club scene is that you don't want to settle for the first girl that catches your eye. A man can afford to be picky. Besides the night was still young, and there were a lot of prospects to choose from.

Now onto my second drink, I was still watching the ladies. There was a large variety to choose from. I had a Tribe Called Quest Moment. You know "I like em Brown, Yellow, Puerto Rican and Haitian." (Electric Relaxation - A Tribe Called Quest.) I did not want to step to the wrong one, so I layed in the cut for awhile and watched them dance. If you remember a couple of posts ago, I can't stand the snap dance thing, so that eliminated some of them. I'm a NY guy at heart, so when Jigga came on, and I saw this light skinned girl in camouflage getting down, I decided to go for it.

I left my perch at the bar and walked towards her. That's when I saw "Chocolate" on the other side of the club. She was dancing with her homegirls and for some reason wasn't getting much male attention. I couldn't believe it. I mean she was stunning. I guess not everybody is into the darkskinned girls like I am. I did a 180 and sat back at the bar and ordered another drink. I needed another boost of that liquid courage. With drink in hand, I calmly walked up to her and asked "can I have this dance?" She smiled and obliged so we found a spot to shake something. She told me her name, and I told her mine. "We chit(ed) and chat(ted) about this and that/from what kinda whip she push to what bars she be at." (The Lox - The Bitches of Eastwick.) Song after song went by and I was entranced by "Chocolate's" movements.

"We got close and it was almost 1:00" (Mahogany - Eric B. and Rakim.) I lost track of how long we were together. Damn, if it didn't happen to me. I think I'm in love. Love at first sight. That's some stuff you see in the movies. Stuff like that doesn't happen in real life, especially to me. I'm cold hearted, emotionless, standoffish, guarded, jaded. (My comments section on Thursday. LOL) Nevertheless, I couldn't deny that I was weakening right there in the club. "Chocolate" had me open.

Don't take me for a punk when I tell you this, but I was envisioning our first date, moving in together, the wedding, and our two precocious kids. Christopher and Aaliyah. The house in Alpharetta, her Jaguar and my Range Rover, and vacations on an island resort. The rest of my life flashed before my eyes and I liked it. "I think I'm in love...again" (Prototype - Outkast. But have you heard Raheem DeVaughan's version? It's even better in my opinion.) Imagine that, T. has fallen in love. However, I was soon jolted from my fantasy...
"That's ten dances. You wanna keep going?"

" Nah, that's cool. $50 right?"

"Yeah, but you can give me a tip"

I handed Chocolate 3 $20 bills as she put her red negligee back on. She kissed me on the cheek and said...

"Thank you, baby!"

Damn, I'm in love with a stripper. ("I'm In Love With A Stripper" - T Pain.) LOL

Psyche!!! I stayed home tonight, but maybe this will happen tomorrow when I hit up the strip club. I crack myself up!!! I hope everyone has a good weekend!

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