The Texas Tiger Chronicles

Wednesday, August 31, 2005

Home Sweet Home?

When I think of home, I think of a place where there's love overflowing
-Stephanie Mills - as Dorothy from The Wiz '78

I am moving into a new building today in Central Harlem. It's definitely a come-up from the brownstone Bobby and me lived in last year (the one with only two windows). It's an 11 sotry building with a well-appointed lobby and several nice doorman. Think Upper East Side meets Harlem. And best of all, an elevator. I have a friend with a very nice apartment in a five-floor wlak-up, but I couldn't do it. I could see myself after a wild night of partying coming home and laying out on floor one cause honestly, who can make it up 5 flights of stairs at 4:33am on a Sunday. That would force me to wear my club-gear to church cause I wouldn't have time to change before 9am service.

Hey....have you ever accidentally worn your club VIP band to church? One sunday my pastor said raise your hand if you are saved and I proudly raise my hand and my VIP band (in lime green) was on prominent display. But whatever.....I am Saved!

And like right now...I am at a very social coffeeshop near my house. Its very earthy and artisitic which I love since I am a writer living in Harlem.

I am wearing a t-shirt I picked up from this fly boutique named Xukuma in Harlem on Lenox Ave. Really nice duds. The store owner asked me would I model for her I was like sure...put my picture right up in the front window and some lazy Sunday I will get in the store front and just stand there with a vague look of discomfort on my face...ya know, like a Gucci model.

Did we enjoy the season finale of Being Bobby Brown? Hell to the Naw.

Are we concerned that I still have not figured out how to post pics, create links or spell check? Hell to the Naw.

Are we excited about Paris Hilton's new album? Hell to the Naw.

Ok..sidebar, I am people watching as I talk to you and myself since most of this is for my own recollection since none of my friends actually read this...why do dudes wear their pants below thier butts. And when they do, why do they wear CHEAP underwear? Is that sexy? Hell to the naw.

Is there some underlying resentment between Africans and African-Americans? When I walk down 125th I can feel the ahte.

Sidebar #2. Are gym memberships free in Harlem. Why am I the only skinny guy here? Everyone is muscular. As far as I am concerned thin is still in.




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