Yeah, I know. I haven’t updated in awhile. LOL Work life kinda makes life a little less interesting. You do less during the week (unless you’re Tammy who lives a more interesting life), but if you’re like me, the weekend is where your life is at… Man, I miss college times of chilling with peeps mid-afternoon and stuff… Ahh, the good times…

Anyhow, to recap the last 3 weeks of the lack of a major update, well, Min from Westpoint came down to visit me with 2 of her friends…

We had a night on the town, cruising around in my new RSX…

We had dinner at BBQ, drinks at BBNY in ktown, and Karaoke at MBC in ktown. We drove by Club MK, where guys looked at me funny for having a hot car full of girls. J/K. Acutally we drove by but left since the girls were starting to get sleepy on me. They all slept on the loft, I took the couch. Quite an interesting night, albeit tame…

ordered the Infinity Basslink X for my car. Time to get some whoop-ass bass in my mistress.

Ok, so a lot of people asking why the hell I haven’t had a gf yet, despite the attention I’ve been getting lately. Yeah, having a hot car may have something to do with it, or the fact that its such a ego boost, that my confidence level is a lot higher…

For example at some dumb NYU party, they forgot to bring music, and asked if I could lend them some since I only live a block away. I lent them all the CD’s in my car, which was good stuff. Then this little sophmore guy comes up to the group of people I was with and comments on how the music is old school and how it sucks. Mind you the old me wouldn’t give a shit about this, but with the new ego boost, I got up in his face and told him to respect the old school shit since his puny ass can only appreciate the mass produced N’Sync crap that him and his little teeny-bopper asses been boppin their pre-pubescent asses to. Bite me you unoriginal mofo!

But honestly, I’m not that mean. It’s just that this guy completely inturrupted the conversation I was having at the time, so basically I was using that as an excuse to get all in his face. Needless to say he backed off bigtime… Caroline later told me he was some condom model for some chinese magazine. Damn wuss.

But back to the lecture at hand… Why no girl? Becuase I’m completely satified and comfortable right now. Right now all my attention goes to the car anyways. Well, there’s a girl that I have been having an interest in, but she’s a bit busy right now. I’ll keep you peeps posted.

Pat’s bday was on 3/1. The friends at church pitched in cash for a guitar, and I’m helping out by hocking my bass guitar to help with the huge gap in money they need. Pat is a good guy, and I owe him a lot… He’s kept me in line for many years. This is the least I could do for him.

Anyhow, anytime I’m out with Charles… There always comes trouble. I have no idea why… It just does… But anyways, Thursday night, we’re going over to a bday party, and driving in my mistress, after leaving the Remnant Christian Fellowship meeting at NYU. We see 2 buddies of ours on 6th ave, and honk, and tell them to get in the car in the middle of the road at a red light. They quickly hop in, and we go off about 6 blocks and turn up 10th st. I go about 1/2 way up the block then, *whoop whoop*, the fuzz pulls us over. It was the ‘92 series Caprice (last generation) unmarked car, but had the 4 digit NYPD blue plates. How dumb! Anyhow both guys rush the both sides of the car, and by that time I had the window down already and both hands on the wheel. (Yeah, 2 years of service with the Police Explorers program taught me how NOT to make a cop nervious) The other guy blocks the passenger door, and pushes the side of his jacket to reveal his holstered Glock 19, with a police-issue (for non-police 9 is the legal limit) 13 magazine hollow point clips next to them. Cop #1 is on my side, asks me for the license, registration, and insurance on the car. Ray and JP are in the backseat without their seat belts on. I open the glove box pull out the papers from the acura binder I have in there, and hand out him the papers, and my license from my wallet.

Me: Did I do anything wrong, sir? (a cop must pull you over for a legitimate reason, suspicion alone isn’t a legal reason)
Cop #1: *silence*
Cop #2: *knocks on the passenger side widow* Hey you! Open this window now! (pointing at Charles)
Charles: *fumbles with the door locks thinking it’s the window button*
Me: *uses the driver’s control for the window to pull it down*
Ray: *starts rustling in the backseat*
Cop #1: Hey you! What are you doing back there?!
Ray: Uhh… um… putting on my seatbelt…
Cop #2: It’s kinda late for that now, isn’t it, son?
Ray: uhhh… heh *nervous chuckle*
Me: *shakes head in disbelief*
Cop #1: Is this your car?
Me: yes. Was I doing anything wrong? Why was I pulled over, sir?
Cop #1: Where you coming from?
Charles: Christian fellowship…
Cop #2: Come again?…
Charles: Remnant Christian Fellowship…
Cop #1: Huh?
Me: Yeah, Remnant Christian Fellowship at NYU’s Thomson center
Cop #2: what building?
Me: Thomson center on thomson street - the building that looks like a church
Cop #1: oh ok… *hands back my papers*
Cop #2: Sorry for the trouble you guys… Have a nice night…
Cop #1: (as he walks away) that explains why that kid didn’t lie about the seatbelt…

LOL

Well, that’s what happened. I think they probably though we jacked the car. Young asian guys driving a brand new Acura sports car… Or could be the fact that those 2 jumped in the back in less than 3 seconds. If they were around they probably though it could be a carjacking… Who knows. Kinda funny how the others handled the situation though. JP was sitting in the backseat with such a worried look on his face…

Well, that’s what’s goin on for the last few days. Next 2 weeks, I’ll be at training, so there’s not gonna be much. I’ll be back and forth from here and the hotel, but give a call on the cell if you need me.