I pick her up and the plan was a nice Italian dinner followed by Cold Stone Creamery for dessert. We are driving for a while, engrossed in conversation when she blurts out, "I think we passed it!!" So we turn around and head back, still can't find it. So Zuess thinks it's on the other block, so we cut over while she calls 5 different people to find the location, none of which are home because it's 7:30 on a Friday night and they are all out to dinner already. We cruise down the other street to no avail. I suggest 411, so Zuess makes the call only to find out the first road we were on is where this joint is located, we just didn't' go down far enough. Alas, at 8:02 we arrive to find a sign on the door that the place is closed. Great. So, we decide on a different Italian place, get there to find a 20-30 minute wait so we nix that idea and head for Cozumel for Mexican, well after 8pm at this point. Finally the food came and it was delish, I had forgotten how hungry and how long we had driven the burbs for this grub. This is what we have to look forward to when turning 50, forgetting where you favorite neighborhood Italian joint is in the burbs.
Upon exiting Cozumel I spy a midget wolfing down some fajitas. I can't help but text Silk to let her know that Dr. J is in the hizzie. Off to Handels we go for ice cream, I got bubble gum flavor and it was freggin awesome. Zuess and I sat to chat and eat when out of the corner of my eye I spy the same freggin midget from Cozumel heading up to the window for ice cream. At this point I'm shitting my pants and texting Silk again. I knew I had to touch him, so as he walked away with his ice cream I darted off the bench and sprinted toward him. I got so close, almost brushing against his shirt/arm. One midget, two locations, long live Dr. J!!!!!!
After coming down from my midget high I headed over to Salexis' place for her tribute to Michael Jackson dance party. Great time, lots of people, and lots of dancing through the night.
There was a cameo appearance by the late great King of Pop, yet he creeped everyone out, specially these ladies....
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Did anyone figure out who this guy was and get him out of that position?
Salexis, Piddy, Sean posing w/ Jacko.....
Saturday was another excellent day, Mifune played down at the market. If you have not seen this band yet, you are missing out. They are a tight ass afro/funky/latin-esque project with politically conscious lyrics. They will be at the Grog Shop sometime in July, check them out!!
While jamming out to Mifune I spotted a dread mullet, or a dreadlet. Now, this is a first for me so you can imagine my glee. I was squealing on the inside like a little kid. I crept up on it and snapped a couple of shots. Here I present to you, the best dreadlet pic I could capture.
The rest of my Saturday was spent painting and napping. That evening I hit up the Fig w/ Silk & Piddy and their friend from NM. Later I found my way to Touch for old school hip-hop night where I met up with Black Buddha and JJ. It was excellent, and there was quite a bit of Michael Jackson mixed into the night, perfect.
Sunday was brunch, more painting, a nice bike ride with a nice fella, laundry, and bed early. I'm looking forward to The Roots tomorrow night at HOB then five days off in a row!!!! Lots of jam nights/music are in store for my ass.
Peace out,
MJ
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I can't believe I missed this shit. I was asleep. It's like I am 50, and yet I am not, which is scary. Low energy Silk that week, what can I say. Anyway, that pic with Sean makes me laugh my ass off. I need to borrow that to embarrass him at a later date, like July 25, his b day party. So glad you are back to the blogging, I pledge to keep it up thru the summer on the blogalish as this is your last cleveland summer to blog on.
Sidenote: Farrah had anal cancer, which is supposedly very rare and crazy. may they find a cure for that unfotunate deal, asap.
OMG! I would have loved to be there for the midget and the dreadlet. I'm in a sea of 1980's over here in Hawaii and have not seen a dreadlet which is surprising because mullets rule the island (as well as jelly shoes and every garment left over from the 80's like mesh tank tops). Keep the midget pics coming, they always make me smile.
P.S. - Get Zuess some Ginkobiloba so she can remember where the damn restaurant is next time, LMAO!!!
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