and now it's monday

We never made it to the car show yesterday. I finally tracked down the website for it and we discovered that it cost $30 to get in and it was going to be over at 5. E didn't get to my house until 3:30 so that cancelled that idea. We went over to Texas Station and saw Barbershop instead. It was a great movie, Rosa Parks/Jesse Jackson/MLK jokes inclusive. I think maybe Jesse got angrier at the fact that Eddie said "Fuck Jesse Jackson" than he did at the jokes about Rosa Parks and MLK but that's just my opinion. Great story, laughter in the right parts, some messages and overall just a great movie. Four stars!

It probably would have been a better movie had the teenage mother brigade not come and sat right behind us with the whiny, fussy babies. These girls looked all of seventeen. They had on matching skirts with slits that went all the way up to the crack of their ass. They were trying to be cute by carrying diapers and bottles in their purses. One of the girls kept kicking my chair throughout the movie. At one point the whining and fussing of the babies got so annoying that I had to announce the key phrase of the day - "Get a babysitter or keep your black ass at home." It didn't do anything but I think they got where we were coming from.

After the movie I dropped E off at her car and I went around to see if I could catch Pusha. As soon as I walked in the door his nephews told me he had just left. They told me he rode to McDonald's but he would be right back. Then they started hitting me up for money. I found it amusing the things they were offering to do for the money. One of them told me he would clean out my car, vacuum it and wash it if I gave him $30. I told him the detail man doesn't charge me that much. He held firm on his price, telling me that the detail man can't do it like he can. I thought it was cute.

When Pusha finally came back, I let him know I had been chasing his ass down all weekend. I told him I had sat at the spot until 2am on Friday night tripping out with his sister in law and his nephews.

"You sat over here until two in the morning?"

"Yeah, I did. We were tripping out."

"You better be glad I didn't show up here at no two in the morning."

"Why?"

"Cause. What you think we were gonna do if I had shown up here at two in the morning?"

"Fire up another blunt and bullshit like we had been doing?"

"Hell naw. You know the rules. It's two a.m. we were going to have to get into something."

"Okay Pusha. You keep talking the talk. You let me know when you wanna walk the walk."

"Mm hmm. Went and got your hair cut, lookin' all cute and shit."

I started laughing and the conversation carried forward. Pusha is always making idle threats. He just moved into a new apartment not too far from the spot. I found it amusing that some of his family members were surprised to learn he had another apartment in addition to the spot. His sister-in-law kept asking questions about it. The conversation went something like this.

Sister-in-law: Pusha just got it like that? He got two houses to live in?

Lil Pusha (he's only 10): No. He lives in the other apartment we took all the stuff to.

Sister-in-law: Is Sallie Mae staying up there with him?

Lil Pusha: Nope. My uncle is a mack. He ain't havin' no females stay up there with him. Sallie got her own apartment too.

Sister-in-law: So if they both have their own apartments, what's this?

Lil Pusha: The spot.

Sister-in-law: What?

Lil Pusha: The spot! This is where it goes down.

I looked at Lil Pusha and started cracking up. Pusha doesn't have any children of his own so he spoils his nieces and nephews. Since Lil Pusha was named after him, he reaps the biggest benefits. You can't help but fall in love with him cause he's so cute. He wants to be a gangster so bad. I asked him to play hot hands with me and he said, "Hell naw. My uncle said you heavy handed. You ain't messing me up with those hands."

I got a kick out of those kids. I have more to say about it but this post is before work and I have to get going. I stayed over at the spot for a little longer and then I brought it on home so I could see the Sopranos. I have yet to be impressed or intrigued with this season's episodes. Am I the only one feeling like that? It's so weird. Maybe they ran out of things to do since it's going to be ending anyway. Who knows. It's definitely not the show I fell in love with.

Hopefully this week will breeze by and I can get into my weekend, during which I am going to party up with my sister.

What did you do this weekend?