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

Wednesday, November 29, 2006

Chicago to Dallas and back.....Part 1

I hope your Thanksgiving Holiday was as great as mine. Let me attempt to cram the last 7 days in a few short paragraphs.



The holidays got off to a rousing start last Wednesday night at the 2nd job. I got a chance to sit next to a chick that I have a lot of interest in. With not too many people calling about cable on the night before a holiday, it gave me ample time to talk to her. I previously gave her my number some time ago, but she never called or gave any mention of it. I figured she wasn't interested. But she always made sure to come by to say hello to me. From the surface, she looks like a winner. She just moved into her own place, young with a bangin' body (pow! bang! boom!), she likes to cook, and she likes sports. I should have put that as the first thing I like about her. Well as the confabbin' was going, she says "You know, I lost your number. Put it in my phone right now." I grabbed her phone like it was gub'ment cheese!

And while I'm pressin' digits, I see her writing down her math for me. Trying to remain cool, she gave me the piece of paper and I just said "Aiight." But on the inside the boy was like "Yeah!". I think I checked my phone a few times that night to make sure it was still there and the numbers matched from the paper that she wrote it on (Don't act like yall ain't never done that before!).


I know yall thinking there he go crappin' where he eat. But see I'm leaving that job in January so I'm just trying to build the roster up for , um, lets just say "Spring Training".

Thanksgiving Day was hectic, as any day when you have to get to the airport. At first I was going to just hop on the Metra and walk to the Orange Line which takes you to Midway Airport. But I thought that I could get shaved and faded and be packed in time, but of course I didn't. Which means now I'm going to have to either drive to the airport and park in one of those "Park and Fly" spaces, which is going to cost me about 47 dollars for 5 days, or I could park the whip on the streets of Chicago for free and walk to the Orange Line en route to the airport. One problem though: I don't have a city sticker for my windshield, which means that if a police officer is looking for some revenue, he could get me. I really don't need a sticker because I park my car in a underground garage at my apt, and I work in the suburbs, but my car is registered in Chicago so I am supposed to have one. Not to mention that every parking spot had some kind of restriction on it i.e. "2 hours only.........", "No parking here unless you have permit.........." and such. So I needed to find a legit parking spot and fast! My flight leaves in about an hour! Also I run the risk of someone breaking into it, and I wouldn't know about it for days, but you run that risk anytime.

Ok, I found a spot. Looks legit. It is close to a fire hydrant, but it looks like I'll be able to get the TB in there before the "yellow no parking" paint strip began.


Seeing that I was pressed for time, I just went with the latter option and left my whip about a block from the Pulaski Orange Line L.


I looked at "Clyde the Glide" like you betta be here when I get back!



Made it to the airport, the people at Air Tran let me jump ahead of others because my flight was leaving soon, made it past security (sidenote: am I the only dude that wishes to get frisked one day by a nice ass security chick like Wesley Snipes did in Passenger 57?), and made it to the gate with about 20 minutes to spare. Whew!



Part 2 tomorrow or Friday....Hopefully I'll have accompanying pictures.





Thanks for Reading,


Robert L. Mack

Monday, November 27, 2006

God Needed His Angel Back....

* Yeah if you're reading this, I took it down. Some folks are sick. *





Thanks for Reading. Now go read something else!

Robert L. Mack.

Wednesday, November 22, 2006

Thankful - (Bland Title, but Effective!)

I'm thankful that.....



.....I woke up this morning, of course. And in good spirits and health.



.....I have a decent paying job....Well 2. Somehow I'm shocked that I've maintained sanity while working these 2 jobs over the past year and some months.


.....I'm going to be leaving for Dallas tomorrow morning. I'm looking forward to seeing my cuz Smooth, as well as other family and friends..(shout out to the NP's...) I'm holding out hope that my cuz in Iraq surprises us and comes home early. Right now he said that he is not coming until the week after Thanksgiving, in which I'll be home by then.



.....I found Blogger. You all make my day, for real, and I'm not just saying that. I can't believe that you all come by my spot as faithfully as you do. Some of you all even come by a few times in a day ( not saying names, lol) to see if I've updated. I apologize if I don't make it to your spot, I try, but you know that the boy is busy. I thank you all again. Leave me a quick comment to tell me what you're thankful for, whether it is profound or plain.




Have a Happy Thanksgiving!


And as always, (LOL)

Thanks for Reading,

Robert L. Mack

Friday, November 17, 2006

Significant Blogger?

Happy Friday to all. I like to keep subjects light on Fridays for some reason. And here's another for the masses........



Most of you all that come by my blog are also regular readers of the boy Slish. And you know that he speaks glowingly of his lady "Barneys". What makes this even more interesting is that not only does she know about his blog, but will even contribute her thoughts as well. I often tell myself that when I find the next possible chick, I would love to tell her about my blog and give her free will to comment. I even thought about telling Chappelle # 2 about my spot, but then remembered I haven't exactly about her in the best way. (LOL)

So here's my questions of the day:


1.) Does your current man/woman/piece know about your blog?


2.) In the future if you met a person, would you tell them about your blog, the way it is now?


3.) For those of you who have dated someone and it is now over AND they know about your blog, do you regret letting them know about it?





Thanks for Reading,
Robert L. Mack

Tuesday, November 14, 2006

Is my life also stranger than fiction?

I was going to blog on Friday last week, but I decided against it. A lil minor situation that did bother me, and at first I was going to blog about it and let you all bandy. Then I thought about pulling a "Blah Blah Blah" (LOL) and disabling the comments because I just wanted you all to read it, no comments needed. Then I just said eff it altogether and left it alone. But I did talk to someone last night about my lil situation, and she made me feel a lot better about it.


So let's get on to today's topic.




Over the weekend I went to go see the movie Stranger Than Fiction starring Will Ferrell. It wasn't something that I would ever go see if it were up to me, but the lady I was accompanying this past Saturday evening wanted to see it because she thought it was a comedy. To her (and my) surprise, it wasn't necessarily a comedy.


The movie is about a guy who lives a boring life as an IRS auditor. Then one day, he starts to hear a voice in his head. The voice is a lady who is telling his life, as if she is a narrator. This lady is a world class author who is writing a book. But unbeknownst to her, this character that she made up in her mind is an actual real, living person. Ferrell is becoming used to this voice and wants to find out more, but his life is taken for the worst when the narrator tells him that he is going to die. So Ferrell at this point is trying to find this "lady" to try to get her to change the "ending". Since he's being "told" that he is going to die, he decides to do some of things that he only pondered about previously. It was then that he started "living". He stopped wearing ties to work, he went after a chick that he normally wouldn't have asked out......



It was a very good movie in my opinion (a lil slow sometimes, and I'm not sure why they needed Queen Latifah), I would recommend to anyone to go see it, or at least check it out when it becomes available On Demand or at Blockbuster's. I particularly liked the acting by Will Ferrell, because most of you all know him as playing bumbling goofs in his movies (Old School and Anchorman come to mind), but in this movie his character was partly serious, a sensitive empathetic figure, and very believable.




So it got me to thinking.


Is someone out there writing my life? And I haven't heard the "voice" yet?


If someone was writing your life, would it be a drama, comedy, horror, action, or romance novel? All of the above?


Sh.t I led a life you can write a book on/
Sex, murder and mayhem, romance for the street/
Man and I tell ya itll be the best seller - Jay Z, "Money, Cash, Hoes"

Thanks for Reading,

Robert L. Mack

Tuesday, November 07, 2006

Trying to Find Love with "Craig and Dem"....

So I was talking to my ex (The one from 2000-01) on Sunday and she was telling that the Baltimore/DC/No. Virginia men really suck. It has gotten so bad for her that she has been looking for hook ups on Craigslist.org. I went on there to check out her prospects, as well as any for me (just in case, you never know LOL) and there are some "doozies" to say the least. There is even a section that is devoted to just strictly smash and grab jobs. I told her that she might do a little better paying a few bucks for a month and trying out something like Match.com or Yahoo Personals.



She tells me that she would do much better if she moves back to Chicago and we get back together.

I try to get her to think otherwise, LOL....


So my question is, has anyone did the Craigslist.org thing?

What about some good or bad Yahoo personal or Match.com stories?

Don't be shy, It's only me and you talking.......



Thanks for Reading,

Robert L. Mack

Friday, November 03, 2006

No, It's Killin ME


In my last post, I was telling Slish that I have phone numbers of potential chicks in my phone that I never call. So yeah I may get the number, but I also need to feel that magic of having this chick's number at my disposal, in order for me to follow thru. I'll give an example.



I've had Staci's number since back in June. But I didn't get that overwhelming feeling like "Yeah, lemme call this girl" although she's very pretty, and has a banging body, and has no kids, and we have similar acting dreams. But I never felt that "initial connection", you feel me? So I never called.



Fast forward to a few months later, on a lonely Friday night, I go through my phone fro A to Z to see who I could call. Don't act yall aint never did that before, LOL!. I see Staci's name like "Why haven't I called her?" So I make the call. The confabbin' wasn't the best, but hey we're all not conversationalists over the phone. We went to the comedy set on Sunday, and had a good time.



So to try to keep the lines of communication open, I call her on my break Wednesday night. Again, the conversation didn't get off to a rousing start, but it picked up somewhat. Then, I got hit with lines I heard back in my earlier 20's.



"Rob, you're a nice guy, but I'm attracted to thugs and convicts. And I'm still in love with my guy (who's locked up now for another year or so...). So right now, I just like to hang out with people. I even hang out with Les (Les is this big dude who has questionable B.O. and breath...). I hope you're not mad?"


Nope, not at all. I knew there was a reason why I didn't follow thru back in June.



I thought this was 2006? Damn near 2007?
I thought the whole "I want a thug" thing was over around 2003 or so? WTF?



I forget which one of my "potnahs" said this, I'm thinking it was Zed, who said that he was looking for a woman that was about 30 because at that age most women are past a lot of the superficial things (after life and relationships have kicked her in the azz, lol). Although Staci carries herself much older, she is still a few weeks shy of her 26th birthday. That could explain it. Then again, my mom is 48 and still likes hood azz *africans*.



Maybe when I'm doing the A to Z thing a few years from now, I'll call Staci again.




On second thought........................




Thanks for Reading,


Robert L. Mack

Wednesday, November 01, 2006

One Season is Beginning, Another Episode is Ending..........

Yesterday, I decided to play hooky from my second job (the cable spot). Boy did it feel good! I took the day off so that I could watch my Bulls whoop up on the Heat by 40! I was able to play hooky without thinking twice yesterday because my 2nd job has a point system for unplanned absences, (dumb but hey that's their rules) and the points were set back to 0 as of November 1st. So missing yesterday wouldn't mean a thing, points-wise. I called it my Amnesty Day Off, LOL. I didn't even watch much of the game. I saw that the Bulls were up by 20, and I went to sleep. Ironically, the last time I played hooky from the 2nd job it was also to check out the Bulls vs Heat.


But let's get to my main thought of the day.



Yesterday also was the end of an era. Arguably my favorite person to talk about on my blog, Chappelle #2, my answer to Zed's "Batsh*t" or to Nsane Nika's "Puddy", accepted a new position at another company and her last day was yesterday. I was very happy when she told me about her new job, because it gives her a great opportunity (she is working for a nice hotel in Downtown Chicago), and it gives me a person to get a discount from (Just like an *african*, looking for a hook-up, lol) . And I'm a tad jelly because she is working downtown, and those who know me, know that my dream job is somewhere downtown. I hate driving 60 miles a day (30 going, 30 coming back) from the city to the burbs thru traffic that can be more than an hour a day. I would love to be one of those commuters that relies on The CTA or the METRA. And can you imagine the thousands of black women that I would see on a daily basis strutting their stuff down State Street or Michigan Avenue! Lemme get off this blog and get on careerbuilder.com! LOL.....



All That being said, I can admit that I am going to miss Chappelle #2 a lot. We went back and forth sometimes as if we were really a couple. I think I wrote on my blog that if there was a 10 point scale, and the chick needed an 8 to be considered as my woman, she gets a 7.5. Almost, but not quite. Maybe one day I might round off that .5 to the next number, like some of your teachers would do in school.



I acted really "janky" with her back in June, and we stopped talking for a while. But around 2 months ago, right around the beginning of September, I got back in her good graces and we became really close over the next few months. Yeah, I may not have wrote about it, but come on, don't act you write about everything that happens in your life on here either, LOL.



Yesterday, she wrote me a letter in an email that was very heartfelt, a little too heartfelt for me to put on here for the masses. Sometimes you forget the effect that you can have on someone. Just to sum it up, she said that "The thing I'm going to miss the most about working here is seeing you."



Will we see each other now that we're at different jobs? Maybe, but I'm sure with her being a newcomer at her job, they will not give her bankers' hours right away, and my refuge from working 2 jobs are the weekends. I don't see our schedules coinciding. We'll see what happens. But, I will say that the fact that we will not be working together anymore just might make me round that .5 up. Stay tuned..........




Thanks for Reading,

Robert L. Mack