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It's a celebration!!!

Of sorts...

This is my 404th blog post!

You may be asking...Why are you celebrating your 404th post?

Well...I'm celebrating blog post #404 simply because I missed the 400th post! Hahahahah

I just wanted to take a minute to thank you all for coming to this blog every day. I started this blog back in 2007. I was going through a lot at the time. The company that I worked for had gone out of business. I had a great deal of frustration. I wasn't really sure how to handle it.

At the time, my fam, LRenee had just established her blog. I would check it out and comment every day. She encouraged me to start my own blog. What? Start my own blog? Nah. What would I talk about? I was unemployed at the time. Was I supposed to blog about the unemployment line blues? She advised me to write about whatever I was feeling.

And I did

With time, I got better at it. I remember when Don came through and commented on my blog. I went to his blog to return the favor and I saw that he knew 100 other bloggers. I was impressed. I wanted to get 40 people to comment on my posts. But I quickly learned that it's not about that. It's about the enjoyment that you get from writing. If people feel compelled to comment, then that's great. The objective is to get them to READ your blog. That's it. You should write your blog as if nobody is reading because at one point in time...nobody was.

After that, I met my blog sis, Eb the Celeb. I liked the way she wrote on her blog. Then I met Pretty Black. Then Pro. Then, I linked with more bloggers. Soon after that, I felt like an official blogger.

Over the years, I've had the opportunity to make a great deal of new friends and new family. It's funny because I have only met a handful of you. But I feel like I know you. And you feel like you know me. Some of the crew have gone from blogging to twitter/facebook to blackberry messenger with me. And it's all love. I appreciate this connection with you. Thank you for supporting the 12th Planet and 12 Radio.

Thank you for coming out. You could be anywhere in the world. And you're here with me. I appreciate that. - Jay Z


Pop bottles. Raise your glasses.

partyallthatime

Whut are you gonna do this weekend? Me? Well, I'll be in Charlotte, NC for the CIAA Tournament. It'll be a weekend of non-stop partying. If you're on twitter, you'll get some updates as to how it's going down.

Whut about you? What are your plans?

Be safe!

Hollatchaboi!

one hunnid

First things first...I wanna thank all of you who "holla'datchaboi" yesterday. I didn't create a post yesterday b/c I dozed off and woke up at 3am. That was wayyyy too late to be bloggin'. So, for the first time...there was no post from the 12th Planet. Thanks for the emails. I'm ok. And no...I didn't quit or retire. LoL. You know me...I'm here every day...hangin out like wet clothes!

This marks my 100th post. I remember the first one. Damn! It took me 2 hrs to do it. LOL. Once I did it...every post after that felt good. I think I've gotten better at this bloggin thang.

Nevertheless, it's time to celebrate! I'm having a party today at the 12th Planet. I have some Henny and some plain Lay's potato chips. Whut are you bringing to the party? Hollatchaboi!

whutchu drinkin?

I think the whole world's goin insane
I fill my brain with the Henny, and drink away the pain
I think the whole world's lost it's brain
I sip away on the liquor, and drink away the pain

Havoc of Mobb Deep (Drink Away the Pain)

I'm not much of a drinker. In fact, I didn't take my first drink until about 10 yrs ago. I never drank when I was in college. To this day, I still consider myself a social drinker. I've only been drunk...ONCE in my life. And I'll never forget it.

It happened a few years ago. I had traveled back to my hometown to be a groomsman in one of my boys' wedding. My boy Roody, whom I'd met in 7th grade, was getting married. We've been tight since the 7th grade and I was happy to be standing at the alter to see him go down...i mean...get married. LOL

The night before the wedding, me and the fellas had decided to hit a local "shoe modeling" establishment for entertainment. (fyi...a shoe model is a woman who is nekkid and she models shoes...thus the term shoe model and not stripper...lmao). We had already decided that we would have fun that night. So, we started drinking...very early. I started the evening by drinking 3 cups of my favorite beverage of choice...Henny! I had the henny straight with no chaser. I really SHOULD have stopped there but I didn't...

I had the Hennessey before we even left the house to go to the shoe show. Then, when we get to the shoe show...I had 2 beers (Heineken). I drank those very fast because they were FREE. LOL. I really SHOULD have stopped there but I didn't...

Next, somebody had bought a round of drinks. This time it was Crown Royal. By this time I was REALLY feelin good. I really SHOULD have stopped there but I didn't...

I had 2 more beers after that. I dunno why. Maybe I got caught up in the moment of tryna keep up with Zell and Derrick? Who knows? LOL. I really SHOULD have stopped there but I didn't...

It was at this time that things really started to slow down around me. I didn't feel as good as I did earlier. The music slowed down. The shoe models did too. I wasn't really sure what was happening but i didn't feel good anymore. Instead of trying to get myself together, I decided to drink some bottled water. I thought that the water would settle my stomach. WRONG! It really made things worse.

I remember leaning on the bar and I was talking to a chick who was a shoe model in this particular establishment. We were high school classmates. We were catching up on old times. I don't even think that I noticed that she was nekkid b/c I the room was very "fuzzy". The last thing that I remember was telling her that "I'd be right back". I took 2 steps towards the bathroom...and then....I threw up. Damn! I threw up IN THE CLUB. I couldn't believe it. I staggered to the bathroom to finish "relieving my insides". I couldn't believe it...i was officially drunk. And embarrassed. Who throws up in a strip club? LMAO!!!!

After that, I remember getting the car keys from Zell. I had rode there with him. I told him that I need to rest in the car. He gave me the keys and I proceeded to fall asleep in the car. I dunno what happened the rest of that night. I missed out on it. And they never told me what happened. I remember being dropped off at my momma's house and falling asleep in my clothes. To make matters worse...Mrs12 nor Momma12 wasn't there to take care of me. I felt like crap the next morning. After 3 bottles of Sprite and no breakfast, I finally sobered up...and hour before the wedding. LMAO

Nowadays, I don't drink beer. In fact, I'll have 2 drinks when I go out. That's it. I'm not gonna ever get like that again. I promise. LOL

What about you? What is your beverage of choice? Do you have a drunken memory? If you don't drink or never have taken a drink...why?

Hollatachaboi!!!!