Thursday, September 24, 2009
It Was WYLD...
I had one of the most Wyld and Wonderful nights in my life. Every moment, minute, hour, and event went from one thing to the next and it was all some of the craziest, most hilarious times I've had here. My psychologist told me I would have the time of my life and she was right. I found out that in Oregon, the West Coast, Bandon, and Ashland; It is like the Wizard of Oz on the Yellow Brick Road. But here in the Virgin Islands, it is the REDHOOK Road. See, the Yellow Brick Road is to HOME. As for the REDHOOK road, 'No One Knows.' The roads on these islands don't have names. And people here never obey traffic laws anyway. It is a lot like island anarchy. I find it to be quite crazy. Before the night really began, we were on our way to the other side of the island and I met some friends of a friend. Lou from Philadelphia and David from Columbia. Columbia is in South America. So be began to tell me about Brazilian woman. I was kind of shocked and didn't say anything but I remember EVERY description he gave them. For each part of what they are like; Physically and Socially. I was kinda struck because it was coincidental or ironic to me. Then I showed Lou the Mummer's Dance, which is an Irish song because she spoke to me about all of that after noticin' my shirt. I thought it was crazy because apparently there is a Mummer in Philadelphia. What a trip.
I went into a Sweet at the beach. I won't say which one~ Actually. It was Sapphire Beach :) And I met people who knew me though I never knew if I would see them again. It turned out his name was Josh. He was in my UVI NITE LIFE Part I video and I found out that people in Missouri and South Carolina were watchin' youtube and saw me and him in it. Josh was like, "Man, I thought you wanted to box me. I watched that and you look like you wanted to beat my ass." I was like , "Oh my God! Your the one who was in that Night Diary on the 14th huh?! That was a week after I was gone from Home." : )
"Yeah man, my family and friends back at home who haven't seen me in years saw that in the internet and they all said, 'He looked like he was gonna beat your ass,' and I watched it and man..."
I cut him off cause it all clicked, "Oh you mean when I looked left? Nah Man!! Hahaha, nah, I was just lookin' out and away cause I thought to myself, 'What this cat talkin' bout?' and man, I just needed a moment to myself, thats all. I'm a pacifist. I didn't mean to seem hostile if I did. Its all good."
And so as the night went on, I found a big badass bottle of RUM that was as tall as a Yard Statue. I came to find that I was really comfortable having met these people. I also met Stephanie. She was from Chicago and she was re-enacting a story that made me feel like I was skippin' dimensions. I ended up busting a bottle on the tile and I picked it up and sliced my hand pretty good. I bled all over the floor. The word of the night between me and Mera was, "Focus."
So I hear about a crazy description of Brazilian women. Then I go to Sapphire. My brother Mera noticed how bewildered I was from the coincidences.
I saw overviews of exotic street life and night lit bays on the other side of the water. It was cool, gorgeous, subtle, safe-haven safari. The cats trip me out though. Damn near ALL THE TIME. As the night went on, we were gonna go to the clubs but we headed up the mountain. We came across a more discreet bar above a lot of ground and this place was awesome. There was no food though and that bothered me. We got to the parking lot and I was very tuned already tellin' a buncha Irish stories to my brothers, the only ones I trust on this weird-ass island. Then one said to the other after I was talkin' for about 3/4 minutes... "Yeah, Johnny, you right man... You really were."
Johnny says, "Told ya. I told ya man."
"What are you guys right about? Did I come in that conversation at the last half?" I didn't know what was goin' on.
King Mera was like, "Last time we hung with you, he said you always rhyme when you talk and tell it like that. You don't even realize it either."
I replied like, "You know what, your not the only person who tells me that. I can't remember what I said but I wasn't payin' attention."
A lot of this shit was crazy to me. I was at the counter and just takin' it easy and some other Irish guy came up to me but I took space from him because he was about 2 notches too much for me at the time. He asked who I was and how I knew who I came there with.
"How do I know HIM? For good."
He asked where I'm from, Why I'm here, and What I do. He asked what my classes were. I told him I have 3 History Courses from Caribbean, to World Civilization, and Transatlantic Conquests. I told him I also have a Poetry and Literature Class. And that I'm a Certified Scuba Diver. As soon as I said 'Scuba Diver.' He said, "Yeah, Underwater Explorations." He asked who my instructor was. And I found out that My Scuba instructor has one of the Highest Regards for one of the best Marine Biology Programs in the World. And that I be 'barkin' up the right tree' by staying with him. Little did this drunk, amped-up Irish guy know, I actually run machines, machetes, and chainsaws for the person he was talkin' about. It was such a small world. I was the one tearin' up the Jungle of the person we were talkin' of. And this drunk Irish lad was from Shipwreck and he kept askin' me if I was the 'New Guy' because he heard about some of the videos, books, and other things I do I guess. Then he says, "Are you a small diver? A deep diver?"
I said, "A NEWER Diver. How are YOU diver?" He was kinda sweatin' me though. I guess me, him, and King Mera had a big group hug. There were pictures and spectators and I was just tryin' to relax.
It turns out, the owner of the Bar was giving free drinks. She took her resume to these Islands and was brought in to the restaurants here in St. Thomas. It's easy for beautiful women to acquire work like that at a place like this. Sometimes it is just unsafe, and unpredictable here.
I had one of the tightest, most wonderful and energetic nights of my life. I couldn't even think I'da been able imagine shit like this even when I had a more fictional imagination when I was a kid. This place is SUCH an adventure. And I'm IN.
I went into a Sweet at the beach. I won't say which one~ Actually. It was Sapphire Beach :) And I met people who knew me though I never knew if I would see them again. It turned out his name was Josh. He was in my UVI NITE LIFE Part I video and I found out that people in Missouri and South Carolina were watchin' youtube and saw me and him in it. Josh was like, "Man, I thought you wanted to box me. I watched that and you look like you wanted to beat my ass." I was like , "Oh my God! Your the one who was in that Night Diary on the 14th huh?! That was a week after I was gone from Home." : )
"Yeah man, my family and friends back at home who haven't seen me in years saw that in the internet and they all said, 'He looked like he was gonna beat your ass,' and I watched it and man..."
I cut him off cause it all clicked, "Oh you mean when I looked left? Nah Man!! Hahaha, nah, I was just lookin' out and away cause I thought to myself, 'What this cat talkin' bout?' and man, I just needed a moment to myself, thats all. I'm a pacifist. I didn't mean to seem hostile if I did. Its all good."
And so as the night went on, I found a big badass bottle of RUM that was as tall as a Yard Statue. I came to find that I was really comfortable having met these people. I also met Stephanie. She was from Chicago and she was re-enacting a story that made me feel like I was skippin' dimensions. I ended up busting a bottle on the tile and I picked it up and sliced my hand pretty good. I bled all over the floor. The word of the night between me and Mera was, "Focus."
So I hear about a crazy description of Brazilian women. Then I go to Sapphire. My brother Mera noticed how bewildered I was from the coincidences.
I saw overviews of exotic street life and night lit bays on the other side of the water. It was cool, gorgeous, subtle, safe-haven safari. The cats trip me out though. Damn near ALL THE TIME. As the night went on, we were gonna go to the clubs but we headed up the mountain. We came across a more discreet bar above a lot of ground and this place was awesome. There was no food though and that bothered me. We got to the parking lot and I was very tuned already tellin' a buncha Irish stories to my brothers, the only ones I trust on this weird-ass island. Then one said to the other after I was talkin' for about 3/4 minutes... "Yeah, Johnny, you right man... You really were."
Johnny says, "Told ya. I told ya man."
"What are you guys right about? Did I come in that conversation at the last half?" I didn't know what was goin' on.
King Mera was like, "Last time we hung with you, he said you always rhyme when you talk and tell it like that. You don't even realize it either."
I replied like, "You know what, your not the only person who tells me that. I can't remember what I said but I wasn't payin' attention."
A lot of this shit was crazy to me. I was at the counter and just takin' it easy and some other Irish guy came up to me but I took space from him because he was about 2 notches too much for me at the time. He asked who I was and how I knew who I came there with.
"How do I know HIM? For good."
He asked where I'm from, Why I'm here, and What I do. He asked what my classes were. I told him I have 3 History Courses from Caribbean, to World Civilization, and Transatlantic Conquests. I told him I also have a Poetry and Literature Class. And that I'm a Certified Scuba Diver. As soon as I said 'Scuba Diver.' He said, "Yeah, Underwater Explorations." He asked who my instructor was. And I found out that My Scuba instructor has one of the Highest Regards for one of the best Marine Biology Programs in the World. And that I be 'barkin' up the right tree' by staying with him. Little did this drunk, amped-up Irish guy know, I actually run machines, machetes, and chainsaws for the person he was talkin' about. It was such a small world. I was the one tearin' up the Jungle of the person we were talkin' of. And this drunk Irish lad was from Shipwreck and he kept askin' me if I was the 'New Guy' because he heard about some of the videos, books, and other things I do I guess. Then he says, "Are you a small diver? A deep diver?"
I said, "A NEWER Diver. How are YOU diver?" He was kinda sweatin' me though. I guess me, him, and King Mera had a big group hug. There were pictures and spectators and I was just tryin' to relax.
It turns out, the owner of the Bar was giving free drinks. She took her resume to these Islands and was brought in to the restaurants here in St. Thomas. It's easy for beautiful women to acquire work like that at a place like this. Sometimes it is just unsafe, and unpredictable here.
I had one of the tightest, most wonderful and energetic nights of my life. I couldn't even think I'da been able imagine shit like this even when I had a more fictional imagination when I was a kid. This place is SUCH an adventure. And I'm IN.
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