Something old is something new

I "met" someone this weekend, someone that I already knew....kinda.

This was a wonderful weekend for me. Although there was a minor bump in the road, the weekend started out great and is ending up very nice much to my surprise. I woke up Friday morning and I jump in the shower. I don't know if this is the case of everyone but I do my best thinking, have the most productive thoughts and best remember or clarify issues better either in the shower or the car. Well in the shower was were I remembered that I was getting my tax refund deposited into my account that today. As I lean over my computer nude and soaking wet I just grin from ear to ear to see my 5 figure tax refund in my checking account. Nice!!! I'm thinking mini-shopping spree this weekend. So you know I'm thinking the weekend is poppin off real nice for starters as I drive into work. Unfortunately that thought gets sidetracked for a bit....just a lil bit.

Later that morning I'm in a meeting, heated and screaming on one of my managers over some bullshit he did earlier in the week involving a union shop steward. My blackberry was buzzing so I look down to see it was the "Nomad", the chick I was involved with before NYL. She sent me an e-mail and I see her government name and think...damn, what could she possibly want, it had been a minute. Shoo, since our relationship ended I haven't heard from her in any shape or form for 4/5 months. We don't run in the same circle and have no mutual friends per say so there isn't really any reason for us to have any interaction. In any event, I open up the e-mail and read. Man, this chick is something else.....

She "respectfully" asks me to refrain from talking about her with people in general (I guess) and specifically with a dude who coincidently reads my blog from time to time. Yo, this chick is out of her goddamn mind, but after thinking about it shouldn't surprise me because that's how vain she is. I don't know if it was just some bullshit way for her to contact me after 5+ months or if she actually believed I had nothing better to do with my time.

Either way just off GP for contacting me on some bullshit that wasn't even true to begin with, I had to blast her by telling her what she could do with that request. Not that I was even discussing her or even thinking about her for that matter but never in a million years did I think she'd really, really know dude (until very recently), shit I don't even know dude other than his blog and had no way of knowing those two met and knew each other either. I've never had any type of contact with this cat other than the posts we'd place in each other's blog. For some reason "Nomad" thinks I'm either so bored or hurt or something that I can't stop talking about her, even though as ya'll can see other than an occasional one-liner here and there I haven't even acknowledged this chick in 5 months in my blogs much less write about her. Can you believe this shit? Unbelievable, LOL...

Thank god there was enough time, space, distance and separation regarding her and I for me not to give a flying fuck what she does. I know that my blogger buddy has always been curious and fascinated at the very least with this chick. I could always tell from his comments in my blog. I guess they friends now or seeing each other for her to be that concerned enough to write me about it to make sure we aint "comparing notes" about her (I guess). To be honest, I hope dude can get his smash on and then pass it on like a goddamn cold, LOL...

Anyway, enough of that....back to my title subject!

Later that night I'm reminded that my boy is throwing a party at the Kennedy Museum up in Harlem and I end up going with Dre', Chris and my cousin Corey even though it's raining and really didn't feel like going. Boy I'm glad I did, even though I have no idea what the hell Imma do NOW..... So all 4 of us are talking and cracking jokes mostly. We haven't been together like this probably since sometime last summer so we had a lot to catching up to do between all of us and plus we drinking and reminiscing (ya'll know how it go when you ain't seen your homies in a minute). Now, I'm not really paying too much attention to it at first, but there is a specific group of women who seem to always be in fairly close proximity to us even though we drifting all over the spot during the course of the evening. One girl in particular makes sure she passes directly in front of me and looks me flush in the face when she's either using the bathroom, getting a drink or making any type of move.

Now keep in mind I'm on my 4th or 5th gin & cranberry by this time and about 2/3 hours in to the party. She gets my attention and I turn around:

Jazz: Excuse me you're "Trev" aren't you?

BT: Do I have my ID badge on? (Looking down smiling) Umm, sorry...yes I am, LOL. Okay, I feel better now knowing I wasn't hallucinating earlier thinking you were looking at me at me for half the night. What's your name and were/how did we meet?

Jazz: No you're not crazy, I was. My name is Jazz, but to be honest, technically we never actually met. Do you remember me or do I look familiar?

BT: Funny thing, now that you say it you do look familiar to me. Why is that?

Jazz: Because we've been chatting on and off for like 5/6 months online and "spoke" this past week matterfact. My screen name is %&!$@#, remember now? Shit, I've sent you like 100 pictures you SHOULD know me.

BT: (As I stand back and look at her & that body it hits me like an avalanche)...OMG. YES!!!!

Jazz: I just knew it was you with them chinky ass eyes of yours and that smile. Damn Trev as much pictures as I've sent you, you should have been able to pick me out of a line-up. I'll give you a break only because from my count you're on your 5th vodka and cranberry.

BT: No my dear, it's gin....I'm a gin guy. Wow, I can't believe it. This is amazing. I'm shocked. So what do we do now?

Jazz: What do you wanna do? (grinning up a storm)

BT: I'm calling you tomorrow. You know you've just changed the entire game right? (laughing)

Jazz: Yeah, I guess I have (laughing) Don't forget about me. I must have given you my number 20 times in the last 5/6 months and you've NEVER called. You either be bullshittin, married or just plain scared.

BT: Trust me, seeing what I'm seeing now....you'll never have to worry about that again.

Jazz: Don't play. You serious?

BT: Gimme a hug, we my dear, are hanging out this weekend. Shit the last thing you need to worry about is getting a damn call. Them days are over.

Jazz: So this is what it takes huh? Well I'm glad, it was nice finally "meeting" you.

BT: Likewise....

She is really nice, great personality in addition to her face & body. That's why we always chatted. She kept me company many a night online while I was in some strange hotel room and city during my company travels. She was always my online buddy. We initially "met" last year on a dating website right after my break-up. We've always chatted and exchanged many pic's but never actually spoke or met in person. Man, that body of hers definitely had me wondering. The last 3 women I've been involved in "Nomad", NYL & MM have very light complexions and small (well MM & NYL are complexion-wise anyway) and all are relatively small in stature in the 5'2-5'5 range and 120-145lbs range. I miss dating women women like Jazz and I began to think about that looking at her walking away packing a very mean package. Umm, 5'7-5'8ish & 180-185lbs, medium brown-skinned and very top and bottom heavy. Damn I miss that!!

We did speak on Saturday, a few times actually and agreed to have brunch today. Since she went to church up in Yonkers she came to me and then we traveled in my car. She wanted to go to Harlem for brunch but today being Easter everywhere was packed. It was so beautiful today and I remembered this spot the Dee use to take me to up in New Rochelle last summer right out on the water. Very nice spot, scenic and quiet all you hear are distant sounds of boat engines, birds and some chatter. I suggested the location and she was all for it. So I put the sunroof back on the whip, put my R&B blend/mix of my favorites, floetry, Musiq, Erykah, India, Jill, etc and just let it flow. It was a nice ride up to New Ro from Harlem with us teasing and joking each other while she uses a playful banter on words talking bout she dunno how to drive a stick shift and loves the way I handle the stick, LOL (shortie JUST came outta church too, LOL) We had a good time though.

We back in front of the crib. Does she jump back in her car and bounce? Of course not....she gotta use the bathroom, LOL so upstairs we go. Im relaxing on the sofa while she's indisposed. She come out and says, "I really, really like your place" "It's really nice, can I move in?, LOL", "Typical guy, thats all ya'll live for isn't it...the TV. How big is it? It's a plasma right?" I say "thank you my dear, I really appreciate the compliment" She come sits down next to me picks some lint out of my hair and says "I really had a good time with you today, just think we could have been doing this for the past 6 months-you suck man". Then she lays the foundation, "what are you doing later, if you're home how bout I come back and watch the Sopranos with you since you got the TV for it?". Now it was my turn to say, "don't play with me". "Are you serious?" She says "you better have my nachos & cheese dip ready".

Well, well, well.....First my online buddy, now my Sopranos buddy. Umm, I wonder what other type of buddies will materialize....