My Greatest Enemy is My Inner Me

This blog will tell the story of an up-and-coming young black man in his 20's

Thursday, September 28, 2006

Aww Snap, Do I Got The Power?

First of all, thanks to all that came by to comment about "The Baby Makes Three" story........What will I do? Honestly, the Mack in me says bang the preg puss out, but Rob (My Inner Me) says keep it trucking. I'm sure I'll revisit this in the future.



But here's my thought for the day.



I definitely need the fellas input because I think that this may be a male issue.


Ladies, if this is something that is not gender specific, please by all means, feel free to comment. Hell, comment anyways!


At what age do you realize that you have the power? In the sense of talking to women, and having a way with the opposite sex? I'm asking because it's finally starting to hit me at the prime age of 27.333333333333 (lol)......


They say an athlete begins his prime around 25 to 29. If you look at your favorite baseball, basketball, and football players of today, most of them fall in this age bracket, and statistically their numbers will coincide. MJ was 28 when he won his first championship in 1991. Kobe Bryant was 27 during this past season, in which had his highest points per game average of his career. Allen Iverson had just turned 26 when he led the Sixers to the NBA Finals in 2001. Alex Rodriguez of the NY Yankees was 25 when he signed his 10 year/250 mil contract in 2000 with the Texas Rangers. Ray Lewis of the B-More Ravens was 25 when he won his first NFL Defensive Player of the Year award in 2000 , and Brian Urlacher of my Chicago Bears was 27 when he won the same award last year.



Can this logic also be applied when it comes to talking and dealing with women? After a few years of being in the "game" and making mistakes, learning from them and maturing, does a man figure out what he's capable of and applying it with fervor when he's on the "playing field"? Like any good ball player, I knew that I had it in me (started noticing at 15), at least that's what I would always tell myself. Instead of studying and breaking down game tape, I studied movies and watched my favorite actors and try to listen with a keen ear to what women like. Now of course, I'm not perfect and will fuck up from time to time (more times than not, lol), but that's no different than your favorite superstar player missing a shot at the buzzer or fumbling the football at the goal line.




In the past, I've been afraid to step to the plate for fear of striking out, but when I think about it, I hardly ever strike out. I may ground out (she's spoken for), may only get a single (her number), or a double (date), or a triple (affection, kissing), or I may even hit a home run (obvious, LOL). But the overall success rate is quite well.




Back to the question: Fellas, is this something that you realize from within at an early age (teens, early 20's) , or something you recognize in your later 20's, or maybe some of you all never realize it at all...........




My next at-bat is coming up. I'm in my prime. I'm going to enjoy this.






Thanks for Reading,

Robert Mack

Tuesday, September 26, 2006

And Baby Makes Three?.........The Rob Mack Edition




What up yall, Sorry to have been away. But I'm back - well sort of. I'm still going thru writers' block, but an interesting scenario surfaced last night while on the phone with a lady friend that I've been talking to for a few weeks.






*I got today's title from a story that The Serial Dater once told*





As you begin to talk to a new person, you go through the initial stage of talking about quirks, likes, dislikes, wants, needs, and what-nots. This is the stage that me and Tia are still in. I talked to her on Friday night, and she said that she was really thinking of going to the Museum of Science and Industry on Saturday morning. I told her that I would be game, seeing as though I'm literally 5 minutes from the museum (A while back I remember telling Zed that I'm ashamed of myself for living so close to it yet I've only been once in the 5 years I've been living in South Shore).


Saturday came and I didn't get a call from Tia. Which was fine because I was up until 3 that morning watching Katt Williams' stand up act (it was funny but I fell asleep).


I talked to Tia last night, and as I stated earlier we're still in the "feeling each other out" stage. She tells me that she didn't do much this weekend except sleep. After talking to her for an hour, I guess she felt that she has enough trust in me to inform me that she just found out that she was pregnant over the weekend.



Now before anyone even thinks about it, it ain't mine. LOL. We haven't even went out yet, its been purely "conversing" on the phone.



She says that she is unsure what to do, because she sees no future with the seed giver (aka the baby daddy). She said she was pregnant once before but she had a miscarriage, but she is not ready for any kids yet. Then again, who is right?


So here's my quandary: Say she keeps the kid, should I go ahead and end any possible dating with her and just remain her friend? Seeing that I'm childless and I didn't have fun in making this baby with her, why would I want to take on that responsibility? Run away, young man, run away.................



Or if I'm really feeling her and I'm willing to accept the situation, do I stay around and see what happens?


Or do I go the Serial Dater route and mess around with her a few times seeing that she's already preggers? Hey, I hear that pregnant pussy is the best..........LOL...............That's what I hear......................................



I think most of you all that have read me for a while know which way I am leaning, but I just wanted opinions from my peoples.




Thanks for Reading,

Robert Mack

Friday, September 22, 2006

Killer May-bees are Buzzing......

I've been wracking my brain to think of something to talk about. Sometimes when you are away from a computer, you think of so many things that you would love to translate into a blog entry. Then when the time comes, you think "meh, never mind."


Here are the things I've thought about writing this week:



Maybe I could write about my man crush on Lupe Fiasco, and that I'm so happy to see that our city isn't the only one that's feeling him like crazy. And to my surprise, I've been to a couple of ladies' blogs and see them giving props to the L.U.P. Emperor.




Maybe after reading Chele's blog about her kids trying to be slick, maybe I could write about the time I was 18 and in the boondocks with this chick and I drained my car battery down and my father had to come out at 1 in the morning to give me a jump. I gave my father some cockamamie excuse like he didn't know what was going on....




Maybe seeing that after I ruffled a few of my favorite "experienced" lady bloggers' feathers, maybe I could write about the time I caught feelings for this older lady. Well older in the sense that I was 23 and she was 30.




But I got to my computer and decided not to write about anything.




Maybe I just don't feel like blogging this week. Sorry folks, most of you know I'm a moody Gemini. I'm not having a bad week, I'm just not in the blogging mood. Don't act like you don't go through it either.




But as always.............



Thanks for Reading,

Robert Mack

Tuesday, September 19, 2006

The Weekend that WASN'T, September Edition

Although the title says otherwise, I had a nice weekend. It didn't go as planned, but still..........



Friday night came and went. Enjoyed the night off from the second job. Played phone tag with Tenacious.



Saturday came, I called Tenacious again. No answer. I leave a message informing her that I was going to see her before she left.


I'm not the best forecaster/predicter.


I went to the picnic that I mentioned previously. Nothing really to talk about, except an interesting scenario: As soon as I make it to the picnic, I'm greeted by two chicks at the same time. One hugs me on the left, the other on the right. Both of these women know me quite well. In fact, I received a lil "education" from both, probably just a week or two apart from each other. It happened a while back, and I thought about writing about it, but didn't until now. It was even more funny because there was a lot of people at this picnic and everybody saw me coming, and it was like "All Eyes on Me" as these ladies jumped on me. I laughed in my head the whole time. I'm sure that neither chick knows about each other. Or do they?????????????




The Magic Bloggers Who can make themselves disappear....

After the picnic, I make a few calls. I talked to my boy 1 in the Same on Friday, and he said that he was down for coming into the city for another Saturday night club session. So I called him earlier in the day, but no answer. I called again after the picnic, but no answer again. I left him a message, telling him that I hope he was up in something. LOL....
Still haven't got a call back from the *african*. And for that matter, I never heard back from Tenacious either.
Hmm, did they conspire and kick it without me? I'm not saying, but I'm sayin.........LOL....I'm kidding, all. Or am I ?????????



Just Like Old Times?


Last night, around 1 in the morning after tossing and turning a few times, I looked at my phone to see that I have a text message from chick named Shamika. The message says "Can I get some sex for my birthday?" Now at the time, I was half asleep and thought I could have been dreaming, so I laughed and turned back over and went to sleep. But I looked at my phone this morning and It was definitely not a dream.
Let's go back in time: Shamika was a chick that I dated when I was 19 and living in Rockford. At the time, she was 26. I ain't gonna lie, I thought I was the shit! Here I am, this kid just a year removed from high school, and I'm kickin it with this older chick who has her own house. I felt like Q from Juice, LOL...
About a year later, I moved back to Chicago abruptly. At the time, I didn't want to have anything to do with anyone from Rockford, any including family and friends from there. It was wrong, but blame it on youth. About a year ago, I get a call on my house phone, surprisingly from Shamika. I call her back, and she tells me that she found my number on the internet (Dammit I thought I went thru all the measures to have it taken off. Oh well..). So we talk about old times, and I inform her that I would be up that way for Thanksgiving, and If I had time I would come thru. So after being with the fam on Turkey Day, I made that special trip to her crib. I get there, and the house looks the same as before, but unfortunately I couldn't say the same for Shamika. Father Time has not been nice to her. Her 26 year old thickness has turned into 33 turning on 34 year old fat. What happened? And she looked old. Now I know a lot of 33 and 34 year old women that can pass for 25 year olds easy, but I can't say that about her. Or maybe I caught her on a bad day. But anyway, I'm over there hanging out and she's staring at me constantly. She was thinking about old times, and I was thinking about "the time" as in time to go. But every now and then, she'll send me text messages asking when I'm coming back that way, and I guess she took the messages to another level last night. One level that I'm not going to, or at least going back to. But I guess its a lil flattering that a chick that I haven't been with for 7 years still has the hots for the boy.

Thanks for Reading,

Robert Mack

Thursday, September 14, 2006

Why am I loving life right about now?

As I was getting dressed this morning, I look in the mirror thinking "Damn, life is really good."


Why did I come to this conclusion?


Could it be because I'm down to 213.4 lbs?





Maybe.



Could it be because this chick last night at my second job told me that being around me makes her wet?

Conceivably. We were sitting in my ride on break, just talking about nothing in general, and she randomly comes out and says "damn I can't be around you because you make me wet.."

Talk about making me blush, and saying "Woooowwww" a la Flav......

I then say "But I'm not doing anything."

She says "I know. It's just you."

Unfortunately (for her), I've left the work escapades alone. It would sure be nice to play thru her hair that flows down to the middle of her back (another chick with Dominican in her), but until I quit working there in a few months It'll just have to be mindless flirting. Trust, its hard too. Remember the opening scene in Boomerang when Eddie Murphy came to work and every woman said hello and smiled and batted their eyes? That's how I feel sometimes going to my second job.


Could it be for anticipation of this weekend?

Perhaps. I'm off from the second job on Friday night, which means I essentially have a 4 day weekend (I don't consider my first job "work", lol) . I've been invited to a few parties and get togethers over the weekend, and I'm hoping to have as good of a weekend that I had at the "party" in T-Cas's Blogger Real World. Could life imitate art?

We'll see........1 in the Same, holla at me. LOL.

Could it be because I'm "Me", becoming more and more comfortable in my skin?


I think that might be it.


Thanks for Reading,
Robert Mack

Monday, September 11, 2006

The MACK and the DONKEY

Ok, now this is what weekends are supposed to be made of.


Attention folks, your boy has got a new partna in crime.


He's that bloggin' cat known as 1 in the same aka "Me and My Donkey".


I put an APB (All points Bulletin) out for him last week, and he responded. He's from up north, close to the Illinois/Wisconsin state line, so coming to the city is an event for him. We made plans to hit up a clubbin spot, except as most of yall know I ain't a clubber. But he made a special trip, so I didn't want to disappoint. I've been wanting to hit up the Funky Budhha Lounge for a while now, but access has been denied twice for getting there too late. I've been to this spot at 12:30 once and 11:45 before, Why in the hell is this place always packed with lines nearly a block long? So this time, I made sure to get there early, at least that was the plan.

I was enjoying my Saturday afternoon as usual, but I knew I had things to do before I set off for the night. But here I am sitting in front of the boob tube, not paying attention to the time, until it finally hit me: It's 8:00...why am I still sittin around knowing I needed to run up to the mall as well as get a haircut? So I made mad dash to the mall, and back to the crib, and I even managed to feed my face.....but now its getting later, like 930 and I still need to get a fade. Normally, a lining (Or edge up as some of yall may call it) would have sufficed but It had been a few weeks and I needed to go out looking fresh to death, so I had to get the fade and shave. After not being happy with the results (I learned how to cut hair when I was 16 and I'm my worst critic), I kept making revisions to my head until it was right, or right as it was gonna be. Finally, at 1045, I'm ready to set foot out the door.


(Oh yeah, some time between chillin and getting ready for the club I get a call from Divine Lavender, who was supposed to also be down. But she had to decline, because , well, if you've ever been by her blog, you'll understand why. LOL. I understood.)

Of course, since I'm in a rush, traffic happens to find me. Every time I thought of a shortcut, it made my situation worse. That's what I get for trying to be too smart. On top of that, I had to go to an ATM as well. You would have thought that I would have got some money while I was out earlier, right? After sitting on the Dan Ryan for much longer than I expected (why do they do construction on a Saturday night), I finally reached my exit. I got some cash and headed to the spot. I'm pissed because its 11:30 and I'm expecting a crazy line and 1 in the same said he's already in the club waiting on me.

To my surprise, it was not that bad. Only 3 or 4 people in front of me. I'm finally going to get up in here! I get in, look around for my boy 1, see him, and exchange pounds and handshakes. Usually, I'm the tallest cat in my circle, but I met 1 and I think I was looking up to him. He's probably a legit 6'3, and I stand about 6'2, maybe 6'3 if I have on Timbs. But back to the club. The place is jumpin ! I see why people like it here. The music was on point, definitely with an East Coast bias to it (the way I like it), but the DJ mixed in some West Coast, Down South, and even managed to get a Lupe song in. It was a melting pot of races in this small but quaint spot, but my eyes were on the sistas. I saw this one chick, and I told myself that I was going to talk to her. I struck gold because homegirl was very friendly. More proof that when I just do something instead of over thinking, I come out just fine. As I'm politickin with Ciera, 1 comes over and I introduce her and her friend to him. Ciera was in the mood to dance but you know I'm a same ol 2 step type of cat. So she grabs 1 and takes him to the dance floor. One problem: 1 came with a lady friend (as he said, he brought sand to the beach, lol). His boy that came with him informed 1 that his lady friend looked a lil funny after seeing him on the dance floor with Ciera, but 1 was having fun. He'll worry about the details later. After getting another drink, I get the courage to get out there myself and do the do. I see where Ciera and 1 are, and proceed to jump in. 1 gives me this look and points like "its all yours, handle that!" So I start dancing with Ciera as 1 fades into the background. At the same time, I saw this other chick that I wanted to get at too. Damn, maybe I should dance with Ciera and give the other chick the "eye". That's ok, I put my focus on the chick at hand and I'll probably see the other one later on in the night. I danced with Ciera for a few more songs and I went off to take a break and check up on 1.

As I'm chilling out, viewing the dance floor from the outside, this nice looking, but not overly-fine chick named Ashanti comes up to me and is looking at me smiling. I'm saying my hello's and such, and she tells me that she had to come over to check me out. So I do a spin, and ask her what does she think? LOL.....
We talk for a few minutes, and then she brings her girls over to introduce me to them. DAMN, wouldn't you know it, her friend is the other chick I was eyeing while I was with Ciera. So any chance of me talking to that chick is out the window now that I've been talking to Ashanti. Oh well....

Before the night was out, I made sure I ran into Ciera again so that I could get her number. Mission accomplished. I heard that the chicks that go to the funky Buddha are much more friendlier than at other clubs, and I must agree. Then again, most chicks that I talk to are friendly with me. I just needed to believe in myself.

After the club, 1 and his boy drop off their lady friends at their car and the 3 of us head to a breakfast spot to eat. 1 enjoyed himself quite much, as he goes "So what are we doing next weekend?" LOL. That's what I'm talking about. I'm sure next time he will come sans the sands......


A funny thing happened to me on Sunday too. It was the first football Sunday of the year, and I headed out to get a pizza. As I get there, I see 3 ghetto chicks talking. One of them asks me for a cigarette. I politely inform her I don't smoke. Then as I get my pizza, one of them asks "Ooh can I have a slice?" I said sure, then another chick asked for a piece. Of course me, being the flirt I am, says "Well you all are going to have to come by the crib to get this." The first chick was like "We need to know where you live for that." I was joking, but I think they were serious. Unfortunately, the best looking one out of those 3 was kinda suspect looking. Meaning I wasn't sure if she was a man or a lady, and I didn't have time to decipher for an adam's apple or deep voice , as it was 3:10 and the Bears game started in 5 mins. As I"m leaving the parking lot, I drive by the window and I saw all 3 of them waving to me.

Now see I should have been doing this all summer. What the hell was I doing?



To my new boy 1 in the same, lets do "more of the same" next weekend..next drink is on me........And blog more, man!


Oh shit, I'm starting to get something in me. Something I've never felt before. Its called swagger. Ladies, beware.


Oh, and I can't forget this: I keep thinking that I won't do any "acting" this year, and "jobs" keep coming. Unknowingly, I was cast in T-Cas's version of The Blogger Real World, and so far it is an act of brilliance (and not because I'm in it, lol). I'm eager to see who's going to get in the shower with who. Check it out, as it is a must read.


Thanks for Reading,

Robert Mack

Friday, September 08, 2006

One Who Got Away......

In an effort to get on my schedule of blogging on Mondays Wednesdays and Fridays, I really thought hard yesterday about what I would talk about today. My life currently hasn't had any front page news. And I'm not messin' with that 100 Q and A meme! So, this is great time for a flashback story, right?


Hmm, should I tell the married chick story? Never mind, I talked about that when I first started blogging.

What about my first girlfriend? Never mind, that was well chronicled back in June.......

Ooh Ooh, what about the crazy chick who said I got her pregnant back in 2002? LOL!!!! Naw, that's a story I've been sitting on for a while, and I'll continue to sit on that one. But I promise I will tell that story one of these days....

Ok, well what about the chick that lived in your building and you were oh so close to hittin'....................?




Ding! Ding! Ding!







About 3 years ago, this new chick moved into my building. Nice and petite, just how I like them. To pursue her would mean going against the rules of dating, which is never to date anyone that lives in your apartment building. But she was so beautiful that I had to make an exception here. At least that's the excuse I went with at the time.
Anytime I would see Sherice, I would always say hi, trying to show as much teeth as possible. I never saw her with a man, but always with her 2 little daughters ages 7 and 1. So one day, I came out of the crib and I saw her in distress. Cue the music, Rob Mack is to the rescue!!!!!!!!

Sherice: Hey, do you know who's car this is?

Me: I've seen the person, but I don't know them or where they live.

Sherice: Well they blocked my car in, and I don't know where to find this person. Can you do me a favor? I'm going to go try to find someone, can you just stay here and watch my kids for a minute?

Me: Sure
(Thinking back now, its pretty amazing that she thought I was safe enough to watch her kids for a minute, but I guess she felt I was cool. And I am of course, Rob loves the kids!)


So I'm sitting there babysittin' lol, asking the 7 year old and her cousin "kid things", like cartoons and school and what nots, and about 10 minutes later Sherice comes out.


Sherice: I found the person, thank you so much.

Me: Oh it was my pleasure. I love the kids. Hey, I would love to take you out sometime. Let me get your number and we can talk later.

Sherice: Well I don't give my number out, and I just moved up here from Mississippi by myself. But I'll take your number.

Me: Ok that's fine.
(Not a victory but she did take my number.)
You moved from MS huh? Do you have any family up here?

Sherice: No not really

Me: Well, look, if you need anything, just knock on my door anytime. I'm at apt 1306. (Subliminally, I'm offering myself. LOL)

Sherice: I'll keep that in mind.


So off her and the kids go. "Just give me a chance", I thought to myself.

A few weeks later, I see her and the kids, with the baby in a stroller. I was off to a wedding but seeing her delayed my travels.

Me: What's going on Sherice?

Sherice: I'm taking my kids for a walk. I'm actually about to go to the grocery store
(Grocery store is nearly a mile away)

Me: Why aren't you driving up there?

Sherice: My car is in the shop. They stole the headlights.

Me: Oh, I'm sorry to hear that. Well come on, I'll take you up there. (Again, cue the music, Its ME to the rescue!!!)

Sherice: No that's ok.

Me: Come on, I insist (smile is constructed perfectly at this point)


So she agrees, and I drive her to the store. As I drop her off, I put in another bid. "If you need me for anything, just call me".......


On a lonely Saturday night about 2 months later, I get a knock at my door. Its like 1030 at night. Who the heck is this? No one comes to my crib unannounced. "Who is it?", I yell, trying to sound mean.....



"It's Sherice"


Oh shit, what a surprise. And the crib is a mess!
I open the door. "What's going on?"

Sherice: I need a big favor. I'm locked out of my apt, and my brother (who was visiting) has my keys and I don't know where he is. Can I come in for a little while until I get in contact with him?

Me: Oh sure

Sherice: Ok, let me get my kids

So as she darts off to retrieve the little ones, I'm trying to set The Guinness Book world record for cleaning up a spot. I think I threw everything in the closet. LOL.
She came back about 5 mins later, this time with the kids in tow. I'm trying to find something for them to watch, while I entertain mommy. Nickelodeon sure comes in handy.
Ahh, I'm finally getting a chance to rap a taste (LOL remember Martin used to say that) with Sherice, and she informs me that she moved from Mississippi to be with the kids' father (the baby daddy). He is from Chicago but he would trek back and forth between Chi and MS. To be closer to him, she decided to move up here. But he got caught up in a murder and has been locked up for the last year. So she's up here with no family, just his. I felt bad. Another quiet, lovely country bumpkin falling in love with a thug. She could have done better. But oh well.......


After an hour and a half of talking, its becoming quite late. She still hasn't reached base with her brother. The kids are falling asleep. Time to go into Mack Mode, Rob......


Rob: Well its getting late, and your babies are falling asleep. The kids can stay on my couch, and I could make a pallet for you in the living room next to them.

Sherice: Ok, that's fine.

So after I make the pallet for her, I come up with a BS excuse to lay next to her.

Me: Well I'm going to lay out here with you just in case someone comes to the door or your phone rings and you don't hear it.

She agreed. Wait I know that shit didn't work, did it?
So I'm laying next to her, but I'm far away. I didn't want any parts of my body to "accidentally" touch hers, making it uncomfortable for her.

Sherice: Why are laying so far away?

Me: Well, I didn't want you to think I was trying anything.

Sherice: No, its ok. You can come closer. It's been a really long time since I've been held by a man.

"Rob, You've done it again!!!"

So I lay next to her, holding her, and I sat there for about 5 minutes debating if I would make the "move", then I said "what the fuck, I may not ever be in this position again", so I start to kiss her neck. She's feeling it, man......
She begins to rub my head. She turns around and we start to kiss passionately. I'm harder than a MF at this point.....I take her shirt, work the bra off, and begin to work my tongue on those small but still lovely breasts of hers. I go down even further, proceeding to take a trip downtown. So as I'm "driving" thru the scenery, she's moaning louder. Remember, her kids were sleep on the couch. As a matter of fact, the 1 year old wakes up, and sleep walks over to where we were. She layed down next to mommy and quickly fell asleep again.

Let's go in my room, I tell her. She agrees, then she tells me "Damn you really know what you're doing, huh?" (See Nsane, you asked about what #43 meant)...
I smile to myself, always cheesin over any compliments from a females. We then go into my room to finish what we started. I go to my top drawer to get a condom. I quickly slide it on, and get back on the bed.


"I can't believe I'm doing this", she says
"I can't believe it either", I'm thinking in my head.
She says it again "I can't believe I'm doing this."


So I kid you all not, as soon as I was about to penetrate, she stops me.
I don't think you all understand.
This is how close I was: The tip was touching her lips, ok? That's how close it was.


"I can't do this. We have to stop. He's the only person I've ever been with, and I feel like I'm cheating."


DAYUM.



Double DAYUM.

"That's ok, I understand" I say.
Even though dude was going to be locked up for a long time (he says he didn't do it, hmm...) she felt the need to be loyal. I guess...............

So after the near hit, we laid back down in the living room. She stayed the whole night.

Morning comes, and I'm on some Love Jones shit right, trying to wake up early and make some breakfast for her and the kids. I'm literally LMAO as I write this now when I think about that. She finally gets in contact with her brother, and after breakfast her and the kids head home.

We did talk a few times after that night, I even went down to her apt. to kick it. I wanted to finish what I started so bad. One day she confessed that she thought about me on plenty of nights, but didn't want to call because she felt a need to loyal to ol' boy.

A few months later, I see her in the lobby and she informs me that she will be moving out to San Diego within a week. I saw her one more time, as she was moving..........



Every time I think about her, I always snap my fingers in that "damn I that close" kind of way.....





I know I'm not the only one this has happened to.





Thanks for Reading,

Robert Mack

Wednesday, September 06, 2006

Fact or Fiction: The Summer of 2006

That's a wrap for the summer of 06.

It was a period of peaks and valleys, so to sum it up, I'm going to talk about some of events that I forecasted for the summer, and how those said events actually occurred. For my ESPN Sportscenter heads, you know that they run a segment sometimes called Fact of Fiction, where they predict what could happen, and the analyst will either say fact or fiction and why. So you can think of this in a way as Rob Mack's Fact and Fiction of the Summer of 2006.


1. I'm going to quit my 2nd job at the start of the summer.
I'm still there.


1b. I'm going to quit my 2nd job by the end of the summer.
I'm still there. I love the extra money coming in, but I know that the longer I work the 2nd job, the longer I wil delay my real dream. So as of now, I will work the 2nd job until the end of 2006.


2. I will not be doing any acting this year.
Somehow, I found time to do a play. 2, actually. If I figure it out, I might be able to post a few minutes of it on here.

3. Me and Gina are will kick it hard, possibly becoming a couple.
LOL!!!!!!. Not even close. 30 day period is something else. We started seeing each other in Mid-May, by Mid-June it fell off. We went to the movies sometime in July, but that's been it. Maybe down the line that road will be crossed again, but as of now she's in the rear view mirror plenty of miles back. But for the record, we're still cool.

4. Me and Chappelle #2 end our "relationship"
FACT. I thought she would always be someone I could call on during those lonely nights, but I knew she would eventually get tired of that. I believe she even has a boyfriend now. She told me a while back that it "felt good when I'm approached and treated like I'm worth pursuing and worth spending time on and worth putting in some effort".
I understood completely. Lesson Learned.

5. I wouldn't see my first girlfriend again.
She came to my play, and we had a long talk after the play, explaining why she hasn't spoken to me in the past year. I even made a 3 part blog entry about our situation, including the "first time" and getting busted by my great aunt. LOL. The 3 part blog was the hardest thing I've had to write to date. I guess because it came straight from the heart.


6. I wouldn't see my most recent ex again.
I called her out of the blue to see the movie The Lake House, which I was in. We started to see each other again for a couple of weeks, but after she came back from Kentucky we stopped talking. I figured it was because she didn't want to get hurt again, and I didn't want to be in that position, so I left it alone. I did talk to her recently. She works in a condo downtown where a lot of rich folks stay. In fact, some Chicago Bulls player that I can't name (LOL) has a crush on her. I told her to go for it. I need some tickets.


7. The only male blogs I'll ever check out on the regular are Zed, Slish, Venom, and Serial Dater.
LOL. I opened my eyes up and checked out T-Cas, now he one's my favorites. Also Charles, 1 in the same, Atl Mack, and The Brothers Man Law, and Organized Noise. Others too but I can't remember them all at this point.


8. I'm going to become a party animal, with chicks running rampant thru the South Shore pad, banging left and right.
LOL. Next!
Seriously though, I did think I was going to go out more. But working 2 jobs drained my energy. I should have invested in a Red Bull or two. The only chick I would even say I met over the whole summer is Ms Stepper. I still talk to her. But, like Zed said, she's a strobe-lite honey. LOL. What ever happened to The Mack-O-Meter?


9. 230 pounds? No, not me!
Yes, I was clocked at 229.8. I finally said enough was enough, and started my campaign to lose weight aka The Blogger Fit Club. The goal is to get down to 200 by January 1, 2007, and at last glance I've lost 14 pounds since August 7. At this rate, I might reach my goal by the end of September.


10. Chances of meeting any bloggers would be slim and none. I'm not really interested in all of that.
I met Nsane, I was in the same building as Knockout Zed (*african* snuck out the back door, LOL), and I met Dynasty, Missy, and Skinny G. I plan on meeting more of yall in the future. NYC is sounding really good...Big Bruh Slish could take me to that gentleman's club..LOL..Phoenix can show me the Huaraches......I'm hoping to see Nsane and JoJo D when I go down to Dallas next month.


11. Boston? By Myself? Yeah ok........
The highlight of my summer, easily. Dynasty was a wonderful host, and Missy really made me open up with her enthusiasm. If you ever come to Chicago, the first Long Isl Ice Tea is on me baby, LOL.



Predictions for the remainder of the year

* I will get down to 200 lbs.
* I will quit 2nd job

* I will do a all-out questionnaire blog (where you ask me anything) some time before the year is out.
* I will meet more bloggers, hopefully more of the Chicago Contingent...(APB out for 1 in the Same, where you at? LOL)
* I will meet more ladies
* I will apply for a better 1st job (yes, I love it here but I think I can do better)
* I will become a better man, continuing the evolution and of Robert Mack.



Here's to the rest of 06.



Thanks for Reading,
Robert Mack

Friday, September 01, 2006

Blogger Fit Club and a long Meme.....





When I came back from my trip to Boston, I'd figured that I had gained a few pounds as I had eaten pretty good. I was going to mention that I would be taking a week off from the Fit Club and recharge the weight loss battery after Labor Day. But I got on the scale and saw that I was down to 215.8, which surprised me very much. So that's a grand total of
14 pounds that I have lost since August 7th. I'm almost halfway to my goal of trimming down to 200! Where has the 14 pounds been burned from? Well, I can tell in my gut. Dynasty, and a few others have told me that they can see it in my face, which I can't tell...but this one chick asked me if I was losing weight, and she didn't even know I was, so it must be working.....



So why am I trying to lose this weight?




As some of you know, I have acting/modeling aspirations. I have been in a few movies as an extra, meaning if you pause it at a certain point you'll see my bean head, LOL. The most recent movie I was in was The Lake House. You see me walking by Sandra Bullock as she is running into a Chicago bar. I need to get down to a slim trim, and 200 is a perfect weight for my height. I could even dip down into the 190's if I pleased. Remember, for many years that Michael Jordan played at 198 lbs on his 6'6 frame. So after I get down to 200, then I will begin to get "cut", as in working out. My lil step brother, Frosty, will be moving in with me for a couple of months while he finishes out his final semester in college, and he's an athletic dude that stays in shape, so I guess he'll be my training partner.

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Ok, to be honest, I'm still a lil zoned out from being in Boston last weekend, so I don't have much to talk about. LOL. This is the final weekend of the summer (unofficially), so I'm hoping to go out with a bang.....In the meantime, I jacked this meme from Organized Noise, a fellow Gemini. I never checked out his page before, but I saw that he was born on 5/28/78, and I was born 5/27/79. I like him already. LOL............







1. How tall are you barefoot?

6 feet 2 inches

2. Have you ever flown first-class?

Nope, I hate flying anyways

3. One of your favorite books when you were a child?

Judy Blume book, the one where the boy had freckles on his face and didn't like it. I can't remember the name. Freckle Juice, maybe?

4. A good restaurant in your city?

I love Leona's

5. What is your favorite small appliance?

Hmm...probably a hair tweezer

6. One person that never fails to make you laugh?

Tom and Jerry. I still watch those cartoons like they're new. As far as a living person, probably my cuz Smooth

7. Whats your favorite Christmas song?

This Christmas....who made that, Donny Hathaway?

8. What was the first music that you ever bought?

I remember going to the mall and buying the single "That's the way love goes" by Janet Jackson, that was 8th grade.

9. Do you do push-ups?

No, but It will be a part of my workout real soon.

10. What was one of your favorite games as a child?

Softball or Piggy (played with a softball and bat)

11.What is the one thing that you cook that always receives compliments?

I don't cook but people love my Kool-Aid, I make the perfect mix..

12. When you were twelve years old, what did you want to be when you grew up?

I still wanted to play baseball.

13. Your favorite Soup of the Day?

Chicken w/rice

14. What in your life are you most grateful for?

I'm still living, and I still feel like my dreams can be fulfilled...

15. Have you ever met someone famous?

Jesse Jackson. My family is real close with them. My aunt, Smooth's mom, used to baby sit their kids.

16. Date Of Birth?

May 27, 1979

17. Top 3 thoughts at this exact moment:

1. I still can't believe I went to Boston
2. Can I do this post and get my work done by 4:30 pm today (3 hours fron now?)
3. What will I do this weekend?


18. Three people you're thinking about right now:

1. She knows who she is
2. Nsane. She just emailed me
3. Smooth. I'm trying to get them to hook up (not like that) cuz he's in Dallas and so is she now...


19. Name five drinks you regularly drink:
BEFORE THE DIET:
Orange Drink (think Hi-c), sprite/7up/sierra mist, orange pop, fruit punch pop, root beer.
NOW:
Water,Water,Water,Water, Orange Drink.....every now and then maybe a sprite

20. From what news source do you receive the bulk of your news?

Chicago Sun times

21. Current hair?

Low fade. Always.

22. Current worry?

Will I make those moves I want in 2007?

23. Current hate?

Hmm....I hate myself sometimes when I think too much orover-analyzee a situation...

24. Favorite place to be?

Chicago. Or Dallas. Or Boston. LOL, ok let me stop....

25. Least favorite place to be?

Behind a police car.

26. Do you consider yourself well organized?

HA! Try again.....

27. Do you believe in a afterlife?

I waver back and forth with it....

28. Where do you think you will be in 10 Yrs?

I don't know, but I'll be 37, and I hope to be married for about 5-7 years, with a shorty or two, andsuccessfull at either acting or sports broadcasting...

29. Do you burn or tan?
Neither...too chocolate for that

30. Who was the last blogger you hung out with?

Hmm.....if you don't know just read my last entry....lol.....

31. Are you more optimistic or pessimistic about the future?

Definitely Optimistic

32. Last time you had an alcoholic drink?

LOL....In Boston at that "alternative" party...lol...Lemonade spiked with vodka

33. What songs do you sing in the shower?

random lines from any Lupe Fiasco song

34. What did you fear was going to get you at night as a kid?

Jason Voorhies or Micheal Myers.....yet I watched their movies all of the time

35. Whats in your pockets right now?

Brush, change and 10 dollars. My dumb ass left my wallet at home :(
Now watch I get stopped by one of these suburban (white with nothing to do) cops......

36. Last thing that made you laugh?

Reading you all's comments about my trip. I was in tears, for real..LOL

37. Best bed sheets you had as a child?

The ones that had the solar system..moon, stars and what nots...

38. Worst injury youve ever had?

A really bad toothache...but I've strained ligaments in my ankle one time...swelled up crazy

39. Favorite song?

This is hard, really...right now I love "Failure" by Lupe Fiasco

40. How many TVs do you own?

2.....32 inch in my L'room. I bought it used 6 years ago. My girlfriend at the time was mad because I bought it instead of a new one, but guess who's still here and who's not. LOL. That's mean, but I'm sayin...
The other is a 27 inch in my b'room, I got off of ebay for like 60.....as you see I'm sort of a spendthrift...

41. In the last calendar year, how many people have you told that you love them?

Mom, Dad (suprisingly), cuz Jazz, that's all I can remember....

42. Last person that made you blush?

Royce's Daughter.

43. Best Compliment received?

"You really know what you're doing, huh?"

44. What song is in your head?

I've been on a old school kick lately......Send for Me by Atlantic Starr.

45. What is your favorite book?

Don't know if I have one........I liked the book Sport as a teenager

46. Last meal you cooked for the opposite sex?

Eggs, Grits, toast and bacon for my ex.

47. What songs do you want played at your wedding?

Never thought of this....right now, I guess that one song that they play after both people say I do...that means it really happened....

48. What song do you want played at your funeral?

I REALLLY havent given that any thought.

49. What were you doing at 12 midnight last night?

Just leaving my 2nd job...

50. What would you like to accomplish with the remaining years of your life?

Marriage, kid (s), happiness...whether I make it in the entertainment world or not...


Everybody have a nice 3 day weekend, If something crazy happens I'll write otherwise I'll be back on Tuesday morning...


Thanks for Reading,

Robert Mack