Why Valentines Day can fuck right off : The frustration of a postmodern stripper

February 14, Its nestled so innocently in what would otherwise be my favorite month.  Every February of my compulsory education was spent finally learning about Black people.  Growing up this was a once a year event and I was always inspired.  In February I felt I had the potential to do anything,  go to the moon, be president, invent the next big whatever- like all the people before me I could make my mark on the world.

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10 Things You Need to Pack a “Ho”Bag.

This week my younger cousin moved into her first dorm.  As I sat in the car with her, she asked me to share with her the most important thing I learned in college.  A few things were running in my mind as a took a pause to think.  She then amended her question to “what’s the most useful thing you learned in college?”

Without hesitation I answered.  “What to put in your ho bag.”

What is a ho bag , you ask?   Ever gone to a club and seen chicks with those big ass purses and you can’t for the life of you think as to why they would bother with such cumbersome loads in a crowed ass club.  Those women are planing on being ho’s for the night. Those  satchels will see them through to the next morning.   It not just for clubs, or the random hook up its a college essential!

If there is one time in one’s life when they can act bat-shit stupid and get away with it, its college.  Let’s face it the only difference between college and Vegas is that in college the  sex is free. Continue reading “10 Things You Need to Pack a “Ho”Bag.”