Well, Chappelle Weekend didn't disappoint at all. A few snafus here and there, but a great weekend any way you look at it. Here is a few of the highlights and lowlights.
Almost forgot the tickets.
The song of the trip was a certain song about a certain act sung by a certain new, R&B songstress about how spectacular she is at said act. I'm tryin to keep it PG here. But anyway, the song is ridiculous and I really used to hate it, especially after I saw said singer perform it on TRL and pull an Ashleeeeeeeeee Simpson (all those E's are for her new face). But now I just listen to the song and laugh histerically. I'm sure I will wear it out but until then.
Cherry Three Olives and Sprite. Not just any Sprite though, a 2-liter for 2 bucks bottle of Sprite. Best tasting sprite I've ever had. I think it had HGH in it.
Just so you know, we are rolling 3 deep. Just in case you were wondering. But I digress.
Caught a cab, err taxi, to Station Square and we couldn't get a word out of our driver until he laughed at a "hey look a cop pulled another cop over joke." He wasn't too happy.
Hit Hooters for a drink and this waitress thought she was gonna get a nice tip because she poured our beers for us. Hey, I have two hands, I can do it. My depth perception is pretty good. I don't know who she thought she was. She was a Cleveland Brown though.
After we decided we had enough of Hooters we strolled down to some Red Rooster? Tavern, to meet up with some of my friend's friends, who turned into my friends by the end of the weekend. I'm not sure of the middle word, maybe Grill? Pine? Park? I do know it was Red and Tavern though. This is the point of the night where the bottles of Coors Light started to go down like Peach Propel. It was about 11:30, so you do the math.
After this, the three of us headed to The Matrix...

This was my first experience at the Matrix but I must say that I enjoyed myself thoroughly and wish that I just would have planted myself in the 80s room. Anywhere that plays Motownphilly needs at least a solid hour of my time. It took me a little to get orientated to this place though because it was the first time I was ever there. Four rooms and the techno room is like a rave, which is wild, like the fifth dimension or something. But anyway, it was probably 1000 deep in there so it was pretty tooight.
After that we got duped by some chicks we met on the street who were returning our Byahh's. They said they were gonna give us a ride back to Oakland and then they led us up in this parking garage and just started sprinting and drove off. They were flutes and am glad we didn't ride with them because I didn't want to catch anything in their car. We then caught a ride back to Oakland with some cabbie that was a little more coherent and talkative than our previous one. He kinda looked like he could go a-wall at any moment, he got us to our destination though.
Hit the Arches for some late night nuggets I believe. Hunger fulfilled. Then went back to the girls place that we were staying and there was a nice little afterparty going on. Though, I can't say that I remember much of it. Apparently at some point I slid head first a la Ricky Henderson into the bathroom so I could pee. If you say so.
Watched the longest Sportscenter ever on Sunday. It was honeslty 3 hours long. They previewed something in the 30 block and then we didnt see it for another 2 hours. We waited way to long to find out Mark May, Trey Wingo and some random had the Buckeyes at 2 and ND at 5.
Watched some really gay TV in the afternoon. Karomo on NEXT. Some movie with Lance Bass at some ad agency and Joey Fat-one (thanks Op) as a struggling singer in a cover band. It was so bad you couldn't take you eyes off of it. It made for some good hilarious comments. If you ever want to rent it, its called Off the Line and was actually more entertaining than the bum that opened for Chappelle, why couldn't he bring Common or someone with him.

If you ever have a chance to watch the documentary about 2Pac's life, watch it. Makes you see he was more than just a rapper and the chemistry between him and Tabitha Soren was really spectacular and hilarious. She
loved him.
As for Chappelle, it was good. Great, actually. Worth every penny and I would definetly see him again. The only problem was the venue because it was outisde in the middle of 2 train tracks and trains were actually running. He was getting pissed but was a good sport about it and funny about it.
He said that he felt weird watching his buddies host HIS show. He said it would have been like giving Rudy and Vanessa the Cosby Show. "We don't need you Bill. We never did." In his amazing white person voice. He was hilarious and I wish that I could remember all of what he had to say. Other highlights were his Oprah stuff, him fighting the guy on crystal meth, and anything he said about the train tracks and being put on a barge.
Overall great weekend. Thanks to the organizer (MK), Mr. Byahh (AM) and our gracious hosts (Thanks Ladies).
Other random thoughts...
Its a shame Agent Zero won't be pariticipating in the World Championships even though it didn't look like he was gonna make it anyway.
I will be stuck in beer purgatory all weekend (Fri - Sun) so come visit.
The Idlewild OST is crap expcept for the singles I have already heard. (Hollywood Divorce, Morris Brown, and The Train)

Haven't had time for much tv or sports lately so hopefully once the WBC and the Buckeyes get going I get talk about that.
8 more days with the kids. I'll miss them but then I won't. I'll be perfectly fine with selling beer and taking classes and doing work and drinking beer and getting my college coaching career off the ground and winning fantasy football leagues and sleeping in later than 6 AM.
Lebron should bail out Mo Clarrett, just because he can.
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Well, I'm out for now. Come do my laundry or leave a comment. As always...
Bust a move.