Quarter to 3
My roommate 5 years ago picked a parking ticket up off the table in our apartment and saw that it was marked 5:30 am. She asked me if I forgot what side of the street had street cleaning when I got home or something.
I was like, "Bitch I got that ticket on Santa Monica Blvd. I was still out @ 5 in the morning."
Fast Forward to life in my now early-mid 20's with me bored as hell mad that HGTv signs off @ 2am leaving me in infomercial land. I'm hating el lay. It should be Hell A.
My life used to be fun on the east coast in Philly and NYC.
If it was 1 am and you yelled "Drunky Monkey", I'd sure nuff turn 'round wiping some spittle or drink off my chin.
If it was past 2, I'd be getting all Dirt McGirt lookin to get laid. Liquor stores were even open.
That was my definition of Philadelphia Freedom. OPEN til 4. Ain't nothing open til 4 out here but my legs
(That parking ticket from above? I got it because I was slutting around with this uber talent named Damon who writes music and will put stars in your eyes...He's doing the score for Dreamgirls the movie. He wanted me to mention him in my blog. Please don't get the misguided notion that he slums it out with struggling actors like me though. He just throws witty bon mots at you and leaves you with a feeling of not knowing if you've been complimented or critiqued. It's always a fun exchange either way. I bet he works for well over scale. OH yea! Jennifer Hudson is singing at Gay Days big party this year. She plays Effie in the movie and you can buy tix here: www.GayDays2.com)