Friday, May 15, 2009

a deadly diease...

has been slowly taking over a friend of mine here in Chicago. Well lets start when I moved into the building. It goes something like this. I moved into my first apt in Chicago and I noticed the older gray haired man walking his dog. He was very friendly to everybody and alwys held the doors for everybody. Well this guy was just an ordinary guy from the outside, but when you got to know him, he was brain surgeon and this guy was brilliant. Doc is known around the building who has been living here for over 4 years. I would make time for Doc, most people wouldn't listen to him, or even engage him, "until you moved in, no one would talk to me." Nothing wrong with the guy, maybe a lil beer gut, or just another old man who walked with a limp. Well he just retired he smokes, and walks that dog prolly 6-8 times a day, thats all she will let him out. Doc has Alzheimers and he is really fading fast. Since Im really the only one ever talks to him, we would sit in the front of the building for hours with Harley and talking about life. His two sons are Chicago police officers and are always checking on him. They have thanked me many times for pouring into thier father. Probaly 9 months I thought I was noticing a change. He would follow me all over the building, hangout around my door for hours and I would watch him threw my peephole. He would be telling a story about a surgery and then all of sudden start talking about something polar opposites. He started to get really touchy feely, rub my bald head, tickle me and thats when I had to draw the line. These last 3 months I have just avoided him all together, because I was starting to feel real uncomfotable just even leaving my apartment. You can ask my bf here, Katrina can atest we have had some wierd and just plain akward run ins with him.

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Sunday, May 03, 2009

A great birthday..

Well I turned a year older, and I'm stuck at my fav number for an age 35. I just wish we didn't have to turn older than that number and we can stay looking young fully youthful. >>We have Matt a 22 yr old hustling token black man who chose not to go to college and work 2 jobs 60hrs weekly, has a steady 2 year girl friend and likes to kick it on the down low with. His family life is sub par, but he does not complain much, except for the recent run of bad luck who came his way. In one weeks time, his mom almost caught him doing the nasty, he got caught with possession and spent 6 hours in jail, and he made his girlfriend get him out. When you thought it couldn't get any worse, his mom found weed in his pants pockets and flipped her biscuits. His father is not in the picture and does not want to hurt his mother that he cherishes. He is athletic, very spontaneous, loyal and has a very easy going personality. He will go far in life.

The 2nd is the token Mexican, which immediately I take a liking to, only cause a good majority of my friends are Latino. I get along with this race really well and they always like me. This heavy metal, goth, punk and lil emo 25 year old Mexican just took the plunge at his old time grades school love in martial bless this past Halloween. They got married on the evening of Satan's favorite holiday, and to top it off their love for monsters and the such come in a rare form of display all over their new house. The only go to grunge bars, biker bars, love hard music, party like there is no tomorrow and Edgar has taken me under his wing. Born and raised in Chicago, this south sider loves his heritage roots and believes friendship with his homeboys his 2nd to his marriage to his wife and their families.

Well the 3rd is token sexuality charged white boy that everybody cant stand to love, but always wants me around for a good laugh... hell you already know the rest, I don't need to keep my Real World Chicago episode going, but don't you worry...it will keep itself going!! I promise.
So far I have had to get rid of a few friends that just weren't willing to step to the plate in a very one-sided friendship. Hanging with Edgar and his wife bebe, and Matt are proof to me there are still damn good people in Chicago, I just need to patient and we will find each other out in this 7million metropolis that I call my new fav home-CHICAGO The Windy City.

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