Here’s the lay of the land. Simply put, I don’t have internet where I’m staying and that sucks.
The director asked me today when we went out for lunch at Piccadilly’s what were my hobbies and I realised we don’t do hobbying anymore. Seriously, what person from my generation has a hobby? Do we even use that word anymore? No! What we do is get plugged into some matrix somewhere and go into cyberspace on Facebook, MySpace and Twitter and call it a day. And for me, of course, having NO innanets is a death sentence for a blogger.
So, in my perusal of that which is Jacksonville, Florida, yesterday all I saw were Family Dollars and Popeyes. No Starbucks or any place of the like that offers weefee WiFi paid or free. I passed a library over here on Edgewood in Northwest Jacksonville and said, well, push come to shove I’ll use one of their computers. But I said there may be a chance that they have wireless. Today, my search took me over the river on both of those two high rise bridges and as a result I discovered I won’t be making that trek again anytime soon unless a beach is my destination. Instead I found comfort on Riverside Drive and found that which I had been feening for:
A Starbucks and Publix–both in the same lot.
Then the Lord showed me favor because when I came out I smelled something that grabbed my attention. I turned and discovered a Five Guys.
So, I sit here in the Jacksonville Public Library (praises Be for them!) and type this blog to say that I probably won’t be blogging quite as frequently as I’d hope for. Perhaps I will make this trek daily or a Mon, Wed, Fri thing–I just don’t know. But, this was just to let y’all know I made it safely I’ve moved in and—-
HAHAHA!! Yeah, the stories I have to tell already about moving in.
Don’t forget to check out the other blogs on my blogroll and show them love in my absence. Just send me ya readership love all the way down here to the 904!
Alright, here’s a quick thing that just happened in the library:
Either these are the kids who are here for some after school group or a big group of friends who are bored because of the half day. Whatever the case is, I’m not too keen about younger black boys looking me up and down. What’s up with that?! Do I stick out that much over here–with a black fitted cap, black t-shirt and red one underneath. Some slim fitting jeans, but by no means considered fitted and definitely NAWT skinny jeans. And I got on these Jordan XI–what gives?!?!
Why do black kids do that to one another? Is this something that happens in the Black community only or this just a people thing and I’ve just been oblivious if someone of another race did it.
Keep it uppity and keep it truthfully radical, JLL