Nascar Jackets, Jordans, and Dickies tucked in socks…..

Well let me start by saying I’ve never felt so out of place in my life. This past Sunday I spent the evening at a club on Brainerd rd. in Chattanooga, and before you judge me I was simply supporting a friend and his music career.  I expected a mixed crowd because the event taking place was open mic. I’m sure you all are familiar with what open mic is. If not it is were several people display their talents whether it be poetry, singing, rapping etc. . The last thing I expected was to see so many consistent horrible performances. At one point I thought it would get better, but it never did. I don’t really need to speak on the fashion aspect of the night the title should say it all. If you were looking for me just find the guy with out the Nascar jacket and Dickie pants.  I promise you I’m not lying when I say this at one point three females walked into the club wearing nothing but tee shirts and underwear. I know that seems a little out there but I promise that was the case.  I guess I’ll wrap this up I left smelling like smoke, and regretting the experience big time. On a better note my friend I went to see did his thing. It was quite good I expected him to so it wasn’t a big shocker. 

Blake’s advice for the day:

If you plan to ever perform at open mic please remember its hard to hear yourself or be heard over another persons song with their lyrics on it.

Getting use to it……

Well another week ,another post. I’m really starting to get use to this posting stuff.  I’m coming into my own as a person more and more each day I know what i want from life.  Its kind of scary to think about tho because if it doesn’t work that way then what? I mean I have other options, but what I love is what I want to pursue.  I guess its just something I have to make happen.  I’m really feeling as if I’m heading in the right direction learning a lot from my peers and just people in general.  Last night I attended a party that just made me reevaluate the lifestyle I’m apart of right now.  The party was horrible let me say,  but it just motivated me to get my stuff together like seriously figure out what I want. I think I know I’m actually sure that I know.  I feel good right now at this point in life. I feel its my time.

Pink Eye Blues

Well unfortunately I have somehow bumped heads with the pink eye infection that is kind of weird. I’m not feeling to bad its awkward to wake up with your eye glued shut with goo haha, but yeah I’m managing. Hopefully I get better soon if not then hopefully I can still manage without getting anyone else sick.