So I finally went to a BBQ this past Saturday. And after all the complaining I was doing about not getting invited to one you'd think I'd be overjoyed and doing one-handed cartwheels... not so much. But you know what your mom always says- if you ain't got nothing nice to say keep it to yourself.
So all I'm going to say is- it was really nice to catch up with my girl Christina and her friends from Howard. Hopefully, the next time I won't have to drive to somewhere behind God's back, be surrounded by a very whatever crowd of people and damn near break my front tooth on an overcooked lobster claw.