How to steps:
1-3. Lose extra baggage, self glorified BF, and all self respect.
(This might take a while especially in accordance to NYC housing laws but the no-trans-fat one helps)
4. Grab your camera and take a sleazy picture of yourself.
5. Resize said picture, crop it just enough to activate the imagination, and post it on Facebook.
(Cutting and pasting Brad Pitt's torso to yours, although cunning is not allowed)
6. Wait.
7. Nonchalantly, thank the first few comments on your FB thread, sound humble even though by posted-implication you are not.
8. Wait.
9. Disregard the first wave of complementary emails, as this is the thirst-patrol, testing the waters.
10. Once an email written in perfect Ebonics prose with either or a combination of any of the following terms is received, you know you have a winner:
11. Stop here and refer to tomorrows how-to or repeat steps 1-10 until therapy, penicillin or antibiotics are required.
Disclaimer: Not limited to these terms, Ebonics dialects may be different depending on public housing facility, state, or generation, Ebonics are subject to change, immigrant Ebonics are even trickier, third-world Ebonics are also included, Ebonics are not necessarily indicative of economical status or educational level just plain old stupidity or a misguided machista homoerotic philia which subjectifies the lower class and minimizes them to objects of desire.
or go to a club looking for love. nice picture btw, i'm sure it will be reposted as someone else soon. i think the book turns me on more (tongue in cheek
You never replied, is the gmail address still good?
That is so funny and and true to a point. I am turning thirty next week and still have not found the one to spend my life with and share those moments of truth, pain, and memories. I never rushed to go out to do so either. I always consumed my time with the adventures of life and figuring out who I was on this planet. I have a journey in progress to be lived. Somedays I wonder how nice it would be to have someone who loves me for me and accepts me for the person I have so far become and all the flaws that I may obtained. He is out there thinking the same as I. Some do say that one goes through many before the correct person enters your life? It may be true for some, but not all I believe.
To the present, I have made it ok for myself to be single. I don't look at it in a dark way as in poor me. The relationship with self is an important one. The ability to find identity and live in comfortable terms gives great joy. It takes awhile to know who we are and where we stand amongst humanity. I can say I am getting there on my own terms. To bring someone in now to share my journey thus far feels much more at ease than in my early twenties. I am more grown into my skin ten years later. The road is never ending and many more miles to go, whether I do it alone or with someone else will be a mystery.
I thank you Yusef for being yourself and expressing your thoughts the way you do. I enjoy reading them and hearing your stories when you post them. I love the pictures, especially the one you just posted. You are a beautiful person physically and mentally with intelligence that reaches higher than the sky. It would be an honor to have someone like you in my life no matter what the status. The best relationships are the ones that inspire one another to be the best human beings we can be. To hold such generosity and kindness for the world, including compassion for others and being grateful for the ones in our lives.
We must continue on and achieve greatness. It is somewhat a responsibility for us to humanity. We should be the example for others to follow. Continue on Yusef, your words are gold and I appreciate you as the person you are. Hugs for you!
Your friend Always,
Christopher
PS. Do you have a Facebook page? I wanted to add you.
Christopher,
I too have spent much time “figuring out who I [am]” while on this life long journey. I have discovered a lot about myself. Some of these things have been life long fixtures and other aspects are akin to the fluidity water.
A deep rooted desire which has never faltered since I left my adolescent nest so long ago is that lifelong desire to create my own; something wholly mine; based on romanticized principle; worlds apart from the abuse and pain experienced in childhood, clan of love and support that irrevocably entitles the term family.
One of the things I have come to know during the expenditure of my many days and nights is that ultimately the journey may be a solitary traveled road, yet a man who lacks companionship; no matter how wealthy; is a man void of riches.
Btw: I thank you on your complements, your continued love for the site and support.
-Y
Facebook= yusef xtravaganza
Im with you all...
At 34, I'm quite okay with being single...I'm not in this rush to find a man/my biological clock isn't ticking, etc.
I know I'll find a guy who compliments me and one that I compliment, etc.
But, i'm just not in a rush to find him or look for him...
Conversely, I'm looking forward to getting older also...like im looking forward to being 40, 50, etc. (thank LAWD good black don't crack! :))
but all this is true..sad, but true. I'm sure i'll see it all when I'm back in the city at the end of april/early may...
don't come here as much but I love your site, yusef...I think i'll owe you a drink or two since your words have definitely pulled me through from rough times (plus, you're a foodie like me..yay! :))