That Girl Chapter 2

So for the second installment of That Girl....Let's talk about That Girl who has her own job. This is by far one of my favorites. I mean she can get the check every rip if she wants to. Not that I would do that but man something about a girl that can just as easily cover the bill is sexy as i don't know what...woooo....I mean she mess around and go to the mall and come back with a outfit for you in addition to her stuff and your account didn't even flinch....Or as we get close to the holiday season, what about the gifts you get for Christmas....wooooo.....not to get away from the topic but That Girl who ain't got ish is the arch-nemesis of this girl....everyone has had That Girl that makes you a card and uses skymiles to get your gift....but once you get with That Girl who has her own job you might just lose your mind.....she make what your parents did for your 12th birthday look just plain silly...I mean nothing can mess with that new bike and some rock'em sock'em robots....but she'll bring home the stuff from rap videos and have you Staying Fly!!!!

So for all ya'll guys out there...get on your game and go find That Girl!!!!

That Girl Chapter 1

Now I have to give credit to my friend Mr. Radia for helping me come up with the idea but I'll use this as a pre-draft of my initial book called "That Girl". Feel free to comment on the content and provide any feedback. The concept is pointing out things that women do that are really good or really bad. Each Chapter will rotate betwen each. So without further delay, Chapter 1...

That Girl who knows everyone in the club. She always catches your attention when you walk into the place. She seems to glow or have a big blinker above her head. So being the smooth guy you are, you try to scope her out to see what angle you'll use to meet her and begin the rest of your lives together. And then it happens...she hugs the guy next to her and not one of those this is my boy hug. Its one of those extra-long this is special hug. So you think to yourself, maybe they grew up together. Then she goes on a little bit and hugs the hell out of the next random guy. As the night goes on she proceeds to greet every guy in the place like she's on the mother board at your local baptist church. It actually turns out that you are the only guy that doesn't know her.

Ladies if this is you or you have a reason to think that someone might think this is you then please do the following:

- STOP IT.

It is definitely not bad to be friendly and connected and networked and liked and any other excuse you might come up with to explain why you are That Girl. However from a male perspective, we begin to make conclusions about the situation.

1. You are out in (The use of two prepositions is intentional) the streets so often that you have met everyone to walk into the place in the past 10 years.
2. You been around the block a few times if you know what I mean....and if you don't then ask the closest male to you right now.
3. You are looking for your big video break and come out each night to perfect the newest dances.

So this concludes the first chapter/edition of That Girl. Stay tuned for the rest and hopefully you aren't That Girl or don't know That Girl.

Scrippers...

A topic that all of us know and love would be Strippers. So I had the fortune of attending a strip club last night in LA. Its actually a pretty funny situation. 1) Most strippers are aspiring _____. You can fill in the blank. Who in there right mind really thinks they can take off their clothes to make money for the rest of their life not to mention the lack of 401K at all joints. 2) Its LA and everyone is either famous, semi-famous, trying to be famous, or just infamous. 3) LA clubs close at 2am which moves all party-goers to the after set which always starts with an S and ends in tripper. With all these points combined you have a rather interesting environment.

Remember in school when it was great to have a low teacher to student ratio? Well this club has taken on that approach and strives to have a low stripper to patron ratio. I swear there had to have been a 1:3 ratio. Because of this all the songs were cut short such that all the ladies could get their equal time on the stage. Image the itunes format of listening to a snippet of a song but having to watch a girl unclothe in that same amount of time. HILARIOUS. She's up there for 1 min 37 secs and makes $3.76 to then come out to the general floor where the real business takes place.

These chics really need to be on Dame Dash's ultimate hustler. They give you one of these bit size itunes songs worth of a dance and what do you give them...$40 freaking dollars. Crazy...and its not like only ballers were in this place receiving this type of service. Every dude in there was going back to the boom room. (it was took quick to be a boom-boom room)

Besides that its always great to understand the game of strippers. They really try to connect with you so you think they enjoy your company so much that they would be doing this if you were at the neighborhood bar across the street for free. Seriously do you really care where I'm from or what I do for a living. Thats like going to the McDonald's drive thru and the speaker person asking you about yourself before trying to upsale you to the super size meal....Hilarious.

The best part is watching these guys fall in love. They really think this is a date. I mean I've dropped some serious cash on dates. (I'm a caker...I can't help it) However, this chic is at work!!!! You are a client and not a bachelor.

Ok - now that I've gotten that out of my system I have to share some of the funniest things I've heard over the week. I apologize ahead of time if these aren't funny because you weren't there...Next time make the trip and maybe you'll enjoy in the laughter.

1. "I only watch movies that I like so I've never seen that movie cuz I don't like it..."
2. When asking someone when they plan to have children..."When are you going to pull the goalie?"
3. "I have a problem.."...as he walks off for his 7th dance of the night at $40/dance
4. "That guy is a douche bag." said over a intercom system