That's What Friends Are For

Everyone loves Dionne Warwick! Her friends even decided to throw her two gala affairs during the Washington D.C. festivities for the 2009 Presidential Inauguration. Somehow, I ended up on this esteemed invite list and landed an email for the event. Still wondering who was thoughtful enough to send me the invite, I will just chalk this one up to East Orange, New Jersey.

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New Jerusalem, ho! Friend of the rap ensemble the Fugees, John Forte' pushed weight like retail, but what did it get him? It got him frequent flyer miles for a fourteen year sentence for thirty one pounds of liquid cocaine worth $1.4 million dollars uncovered at Newark Airport in 2000. A camp of women connected to Forte' were arrested by law enforcement in Harligen, Texas in July of 2000. After being searched and detained in Houston, the women were to call Forte' who he himself summoned them with a coded response to "put the ice cream in the tub." The fateful meeting was arranged for Newark International. On December 22 of this year, Forte' will be released from his cell in Fort Dix New Jersey on a pardon from President George W. Bush after serving just half of his sentence. Kemba Smith liked the fast car her drug dealer boyfriend Khalif or Peter Michael Hall, by variying aliases, drove her in. Kemba Smith was a student at Hampton University located in Hampton, Virginia when campus co-ed Peter Hall introduced her to become a consort of a drug traffiker. He showered her with gifts during their over three years courtship in return for her trust and loyalty while he was out doing his bidding. Hall humiliated her in the bedroom when het got angry. She labled herself as prostitute when questioned by prosecuters after Peter Hall was killed in Seattle out on the lam a month after Kemba was arrested. Up the river with a twenty-four and a half mandatory minimum sentence, Smith was pardoned by President William Jefferson Clinton after serving six years of her sentence in 2000.

American Gothic

Remember the days of 1990's yore, when several New York NBA players were caught with their pants around their ankles at the Gold Club. The Gold Club is the elitist Atlanta strip club that padded professional athletes' tabs with effluent bottles of expensive champagne to hide a money laundering racket and prostitution ring by convicted owner Steve Kaplan. To raise the profile of the club, the Atlanta club's Thomas "Ziggy" Cicignano told his sexy hunnies to perform sex acts on the likes of New York Knickerbocker Patrick Ewing. Did the Gold Club establishment of women offering sex to NBA high rollers travel to the Indiana Pacers' string of suites at the downtown Atlanta Swissotel in 1997? The Indiana Pacers nor the Swissotel had any lodging records that by Steve Kaplan's account he and the Pacers' Reggie Miller brought three women "entertainers" to share with the rest of the teammates. There may be a Gold Club near you with the hunnies that just take off their clothes, or if you plan on moving to Dallas a sexy club of another sort lies off the beaten path in Duncanville, Texas. The Cherry Pit is a swingers club at a local residence that charges $50.00 per person for friends to munch on chips and soda. There is no charge for participating in any hedonistic delights with the neighbors. However, Duncanville's city council is at the task of regulating the neverending private house party that advertises its For Ladies Only Pussy Pit on the 'net.

Double Jeopardy

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Pentecost

“I baptize you with water for repentance. But after me will come one who is more powerful than I, whose sandals I am not fit to carry. He will baptize you with the Holy Spirit and with fire."

- Matthew 3:11

I am still straightening out the kinks in an unraveling unspoken family history. Getting to the heart of it, belies my Catholic high school girl roots which is how I met a referral for my job after law school. When I met with her, her husband, and her in-laws at her in-laws home, her husband communicated to me in a conversation about church that his wife was of a Baptist faith by trade.

Material Girl

Well, I overheard that Madonna did not perform her song "4 Minutes" at her sold out concert at Minute Maid Park last night Sunday, even though today's paper had a photo of a duet between her and Justin Timberlake. I tried to throw a birthday party at the same hotel club that Madonna would be partying at this past weekend, but the expected outcome did not materialize either. The evite took weeks to insert the over three hundred email addresses recently amassed from renewed connections on Facebook to former classmates, alumni, and other friends. A wedding filled the veranda of the hotel with no forewarning from the hotel staff person that left a message on my cellular phone earlier in the week. No champagne bottles in tow, I ventured from the Alden Hotel to a club on Main Street playing Latin music on Saturday night, the night of my party. Still a Madonna aspirant, the next event I throw will still be a high class affair. That is unlike some relatives of mine that felt it deserving to send me a $40 gift card to Niko's Greek Restaurant last month from my high school Sunday School teacher. I am better off anyway, the restaurant is in Houston and my elderly relatives live in New Jersey.

Dish Network

If you did not think that the company Blogher Inc. was patently offensive, this email forward of this male imitator of Beyonce' Knowles sans her Dad shut down my America Online email address several times last week. There is a SNL spoof of the same video "Single Ladies" starring the calamity choreography of Justin Timberlake and the former Destiny's Child singer.