Groovin'

I'm not sure if you guys know this about me, but I LOVE to dance! Usually when I'm in public, if there is music on my ears, you can usually spot me dancing at the bus stop. Heck, I've been known to challenge folks to tap dancing when neither parties have ever tapped in their life! If the wind is blowing and I'm wearing a tank top and a sweater or a shirt of it that's opened, I will thrust on hand up in the air and scream "Ahhhhhhhh!" That's a Michael Jackson thing for all you squares out there! lol

Now, I know that it's bad to dance at a bus stop and I KNOW that folks are staring at me...But I don't care.

You know what's worse?

Do you REALLY want to know?!

Okay, *sigh*

I've ALWAYS wanted someone to come up to me and dance with me! It doesn't have to be a guy, it can be a girl. They have to be respectful. I mean, it's not like I'm droppin' it like it's hot. As a matter of fact I only drop it like it's hot in the privacy of my own home (oh yea my husband is going to LOVE me). I think the last time I dropped it like it was hot was the beginning of this month. lol

But I don't do that at bus stops. I'm usually grooving. I just want someone to groove with me. They could be listening to their own music or just following my cues. Heck, if they want, I'll sing whatever I am listening to. Here's the funnier part...I love boy bands...Well not all of them, but my boy band love goes from the Jackson 5 up to *NSYNC, so my lil nano is usually jam packed with them along with mad funk selections, old school R&B and folks like Remy Shand, Thicke, Tim Blane, etc. :-)

I just really REALLY want someone to like tap my shoulder and start grooving. I want them to put on their "funk" face. You know the one...It's when you're really feeling the music and your face scrunches up! YEA! That's how I like it!

But alas...

It's still a mere dream. I see me and this random person just dancing until the bus comes. Folks are looking at us like we have issues, but we so don't care...it's all about the groove! Don't disturb the groove...THE GROOVE! Sorry, That's a lil bit from the Emperor's last groove for ya! lol

Is anyone still reading this? I know it's been weeks since I last updated, but I'm curious to see if folks check to see if I have...lol.

I normally shot out my faithful 4, but this time I think I'll just keep it generic until I find out if they are representing their title.

Until next time gorgeous readers...

Love, Peace, and Hair Grease!!!!

P.S. Who has a job that pays her to write???? *looks around* *looks around*

THAT'S RIGHT!!!! ME!!!!!! lol

Disturbing Dream and Incident

Hey y'all!

Okay so I haven't been writing in my blog, but seriously, how many of you are checking this bad boy everyday?

*waits for an answer*

That's what I thought! :-)

First my dream:

Last night I had this dream that started off with me watching a reality show for guys who wanted to learn how to perform and dance provocatively. The head of the show was this little flamboyant black man who would yell at them. So in my dream, first you would see these extra buff straight men, dancing with these women on a stage as if they were performing and then you would hear the leader yell at them. Then he would say things like, "Sit down! Let me show you how it's done!"

In my dream, the guy would come out with his friends who were these slender gay men in chaps dancing with the women. It was quiet amusing actually. :-)

You think that's it? Nope! Next thing you know it, I was in Cats, the Broadway musical. I was literally in the show! I was the cat that got to sing "Memory." In my dream I was there watching folks get their make up and practice. I remember that we had a show that night and I was forced to go to the nail salon to get French tips and a pedicure. Like they can see those things from where they are sitting. Also, I had to get my hair done too. I remember that I did and that my friends, who were also in the show (not any of my real friends which is interesting) hung out until it was time to go to the show to get ready. I also got a clip of myself singing "Memory" in a cat suit. Scary...

Then I woke up.

Okay Disturbing incident. Remember the song "Slap That?" The one that I said I was listening to and it just hurt my ears to listen to those lyrics?!

Well I was listening to 98.5 fm today and this mother was driving her 3 year old to school. He wanted to hear a song so the deejay was going to play it for him. She put the phone to the kid's ear and guess what the 3 year old asked to hear????!?!?!?!?

YES!!!!!!!!!! SLAP THAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*shaking her head*

My mouth fell open! Since when does a mother LET HER KID LISTEN TO THAT TRIPE?! She was SO proud that he wanted to hear it! It was like a badge of honor!

"My kid wants to listen to a sexual song that involves a man turning a woman around and spanking her!"

I so want to scream right now. I never felt so disgusted at a parent before in my life!

Am I overreacting?! I THINK NOT! You're letting your little boy listen to that?! You think it's cute?!

None of this would happen if folks would make me President and allow me to give tests to those who want to be parents. If they fail the test, they will be "neutered" until they can!

*growls*

Now I'm upset ALL over again!

I gotta go! lol

Love, Peace, and Hairgrease.