I was Dancing, Dancing, Dancinggggggg!

Well this was an interesting night while out with my cousin. Well this guy made plans to meet up wit his EX, serious love interest from the past. She is now a happily married woman with kids. Ok, ok well maybe not so happily married, I found out this by the end of the night. We, well they made plans to go to this one spot in Brooklyn but since her friend was with her boyfriend and her other boyfriend was in Jamaica and had friends at this first spot we could no go in. We ventured off to another spot, at first we were told that we could not go in because we had jeans, sneaker and boots. By the time we got there the owner had a change of heart and let us in. Was it because we were rolling in a big body Mercedes Benz jeep? I don’t know. Well anyway we’re in, the crowd is on the older side, older than what was use to but an atmosphere that we were very comfortable in. No mean mugging by the guys or signs of disgust from the ladies.

So we up in there, my cousins’ ex meets up with her friend, we in the cut, me and the other guy we usually hang out with in Brooklyn is checking out the crowd trying to see which choice female would be good to approach. After two hours I noticed two females come in and they were putting their coats away. Now I’m by the bar, there’s enough light to actually see how these ladies looked. For some strange reason I’m very attracted to ladies who wear glasses and one of them was wearing glasses. I was like okay might be a good night after all. So I went back in the cut and as soon as she hit the dance floor someone scooped her up, I was like damn but there was two more females that caught my eye.

One was a hot gyal looking nice from far, but in the darkness of that spot up close she could have been far from nice, get me!? After two beers I felt loose and guess what the funniest thing happened to me, a fatty wanted a dance with me, so I danced. We danced about ten to fifteen minutes and boy was she sweating. I felt all wet when I finally let her go; she was dancing up a storm with plenty of people. It is something I would not like to do again. After that and my third beer boy was I feeling good, so I stepped on the dance floor. The female I was watching with the glasses was not dancing or talking with anyone so I figured it was time to make my move. So I’m there dancing by myself building up the courage to wine one her, also waiting for a nice song to make my move. The best part about it was it seemed as if she was inching closer to me. I was getting excited, in more ways than one. I was ready she was directly next to me wining up herself. She looks like about thirty something but damn sexy. As soon as I was about to nudge myself over to her my cousin tapped me on my shoulder, “We ready to go!”

DAMN, DAMN, DAMN!!!!!!!!

Got my coat, we walked out. At the bar the other guy we were with was getting a number from a lady, my cousin had his ex in his hand and me by myself. SHIT!

So we hop in the big body Benz jeep, my cousin talking about he wanted her to bad, then the other guy said my cousin ex is h cousin, what a small world!

So everyone leave with a little something and I leave with nothing!!!

On the Bus........

While on the bus today another one of my not so crazy ideas popped in my head, it was on of my imaginary photography projects. It would be on bus drivers, now how creative would that be? It would be an all black and white portraits of bus drivers, driving busses. I would ask them regular questions like, how long you have been working here, do you enjoy it, crazy things you have seen, etc, etc…. Then take a few shots of them driving the bus. I would then make a book out of it, probably a small boo, shop it around New York searching for a book deal or something. Now if that sells I would try it again on another working class public city worker and make my career as a photographer through little books on city workers.

Now how does that sound, would you buy a book like that??

Death.......!

I welcome death. Maybe by saying this I will be jinxed and die, but I've been saying this for the last three years. I'm still here! I've been welcoming death ever since I fell in love with a woman that was thousands of miles away from me, and the chance to be with her seemed like a dream.

I made that dream come true for a short period of time and I treasured every second of every day that I lived. I was very careful of everything, possible fights, getting sick, eating healthy, everything! Now that my dream is over, (for now), I'm back to that phase of my life where I just don't give a fuck. I welcome death, if he dares to take me. I think God has a plan for me that is why he hasn't taken me as yet.

I remember when I was a likkle boy in Jamaica, one day when I was playing around at Half Way Tree Primary School. I saw a bee, I never liked bees. I think either a summer before or a few months ago a bee stung me on my belly. So I was a bit upset with them at that time. Well when I saw this bee I chased it, chased it to the garbage area, it landed n some garbage and I took a big swipe at it with my fist

Little did I know that there was a corned beef can the bee landed on, and to all those who know how these cans are know how Sharp the metal is on it when it is open. So the bee landed on it, I went to strike it, it flew away, I hit the can, I cut myself, thus being scared for life. As I sit at work and write about this experience I can't help but rub the scar I received that day.
I think that day God showed me not to mess with his creatures. He spared the bees life and gave me a scar so O would never forget. But did I????

There was also a time when I was in Jamaica I use to run around the place killing little green lizards with a stick. I was so fascinated by the fact that the tail still wiggled when it gets detached from their bodies. Well the fascination became my obsession, I around striking at every lizard I saw. Then there cam a time there were none to be found. I felt like a stone cold killer and the funny thing about that is that today I own an Iguana. Well I would not say own it, I take care of one. Ain't life funny.

This feels like a fucking essay for school or something.

So God showed me that because your bug doesn't mean I had the right to ill his creations and gave me a scar to never forget that. Also because I went around and killed a bunch of lizards he destined me to take one of the big lizard, my Iguana, "Omega".

That's Life, Peace!!

Music to soothe the savage mind........

For the past few days I have not been listening to my music as I take my ten minute walk to work. So instead of my mind being occupied by the music I've been listening to, Shystie, Kano a couple of UKs finest Grime MC's and some good dancehall, my mind have been occupied with itself. Now that is a danger all on it's own, my mind with its various thoughts. Just one block into the walk and my mind runs across a three some my friend with benefits (aka an ex) mentioned last week, also my future wife and family runs across my mind, also with my paranoid delusions fears of assassination runs across my mind, all within one block. So you can imagine how much crap I think of within the ten minutes.

I see my mind like the experience of driving a car. When your driving you pay attention to what's around you in the streets. The cars, your speed, pedestrians and all traffic signals is what you look out for while driving. When your driving either defensively getting ready to brake or swerve, or offensively getting ready to brake, speed up, swerve, and then speed up some more, but my mind without music is like your at a red light. At the light waiting for it to turn green. Nothing to really look out for except for the light to turn green, so my mind at this red light without music to occupy it can think of some crazy shit. The funny thing about it is that when I reach to work I sometimes forget every single thing I thought of along the way. Have that happened to you??

It is a dangerous game I play with my mind and sanity, but that's life. Peace!!!

The Letter II...............

Below you can see the letter I sent to these crazy people that says I owe tickets. I would like some opinions on what I wrote. Was I too nice?? Let a brother know!

Also I noticed I have my number up, but I don't give a ......, if you want to call, go ahead I don't mind. Peace!!

The Letter.......

To whom it may concern:


I am writing regarding these two letters I received in the mail. Both are saying I have outstanding traffic tickets to be paid and I have to appear in court. I say that these are complete lies and reject what is written. As you can see in the letters I have one ticket from 1999 and four from 2000. It is now 2006, I have had my license revoked in 2003 and then reinstated in 2004, as you can see in a copy of my driving abstract I have attached as well. From what I have learned in getting my license reinstated in 2004, I had to pay off all, and I repeat ALL of my tickets and fines before I could even get it. On top of paying off my tickets, which I have done, I had to pay a fine, which I also did in 2004. I got my license back now for almost two years and then I receive these letters from your office. I know for a fact I did not get these tickets, I know for a fact that I don’t have to pay them and I feel I should not have to come to court on the 28th to defend myself from bogus charges.

Now I expect a call from someone since the number you listed (516) 572-2700 is as worthless and useless and these tickets you have charged me with, as soon as possible. My number is (718) 776-1862. I would appreciate a call on this matter because I’m willing and able to come to court to defend myself with plenty of vigor, and since I know these tickets are false I don’t feel I should take a day off work to address this issue. Thank You.




Nicholas Johnson

Third Paycheck..........

Well I just received my third paycheck from this wonderful job I have. I also received a six year old traffic ticket from Long Island. Yes I said six years old, it shows six different tickets, one from 1999 and the rest from 2000. They have summonsed me to court or pay them some money. Now I'm not a puck, fool or idiot so I will not be paying them anything. So I will have to take a day off from work and take care of this problem. Now how many people want to bet to see if I get off or I have to pay? I'll take any odds you got, if your not scared. Well I'm 100 percent confident I will get off due to the fact that my license was suspended and revoked in 2003. Now when your license gets revoked, totally taken away from you, you have to pay off all current tickets you have outstanding at that time. Now being that the tickets were from 1999 and 2000 that should have been included in the cost right??? Yes! I also had to pay a stiff fine to actually get the license back after that. Now all that was done in 2004 and it's now 2006, two years after receiving my license back from the state and now I get this! Wow what good timing Long Island has!

Well FUCK LI!!!! Yeah I said it FUCK LI!!! They will have to put up a very good fight and reasoning for me to pay this, because I will show them I don't play. I will bring up so much questions that the LI police dept will have to answer before I even entertain the idea of giving them a dime out of my pocket. They are going to dead this issue and just write it off. I'm getting a bit upset now thinking about this situation. Peace!!!