FUN FRIDAY

I have always been into a certain level of experimentation. This day was no different. I was in a down and out place… But that is another blog and another time. I was finally FREE and I made these great new girlfriends. We’d become instant friends in this struggle we were in. Three Divas. One smoked weed, that’s me always on the fringes but never plunging in. J was a dancer and I always marveled at how she had no problem in using her body to get what she wanted. I also learned that the main folks complaining about strippers are jealous. Then there was Y who was older than us but none the less a partner in our crime.
This day started out no different, we got up and got our kids washed up and off to school. The day ended no differently. The children returned home we fed them bathed them and sweetly tucked them in. The only difference was the secret is that we engaged in forbidden behavior while they were at school. For some reason none of us had anything in particular to do that Friday. It was a sweltering hot August day. We decided to have some fun. My sister J and I gathered the money to make the run… She became my sister and remains to this day. Well the walk it was only two blocks away. Of course we had to get our hair right, our clothes right because we were going to the spot.
The spot is like the Mecca of the hood. Everyone goes to or knows someone at the spot. All of them silky in varying shades of black to brown to yella. Flashing glistening jeweled, gold and platinum teeth. When you have been smiled at by diamond encrusted gold teeth it is quite an experience. For all you ladies that are too upstanding or self-righteous to engage in such folly I pity you. You have not been charmed until a man with $10k in teeth and $10k in his pocket has his driver take you home in his $40k car… Or better yet to the mall. I like those trips too. I was 31 I had only known good boys. I was separated from my husband and this was the first free summer I ever had. It was the first year all of my children were in school. But, those beautiful sun-kissed brothers have caused me to trail off again.
We were talking about my girls and I and our forbidden taboo. I grew up going to church and all my relatives and their friends found their way in and out of church. So this was a big deal. I didn’t even see marijuana until I was 18. I saw a joint but never the green on stalks… So let’s fast forward to “the spot” Y had acquired her taste for crack 13 years before we met her. She was a devout Muslim and her husband had turned her onto it while she was 8 months pregnant with their 3rd daughter. She was a beautiful black woman who always wore her hair and body covered. She was tall and heavy. Y and her family were from Chicago. She was well educated and working on her masters. She had endless ability to turn situations around. She was an inspirational figure. She taught me that drugs don’t mess people up the lack of money and opportunity mess people up. I’m talking real sometimes we have to learn to think outside the box.
J is one of the most beautiful women I have ever met. Her drug of choice was powdered cocaine. I had only seen it on television and previously vowed not to do it because… don’t you sniff that shit and it goes directly on your brain or something? Not only was she a dancer, and did very well at it, she is extremely intelligent. She sold herself short many times. I don’t know quite where she picked up the habit but she introduced me to the stripper drug culture and I imagine that all of it was intertwined in the entertainment industry. Later as we brought out partying to a perfection we would meet our fellow co -horts at the strip club. They would sit there while the girls made their money to make their purchases for the night. Sometimes we rode from strip club to strip club with our boys gettin’ high, and serving… It is a whole culture so very different from where I came from. It was fascinating.
We went to the spot and they didn’t have no weed. At first I was so out of place at the spot they thought I was the police. They had crack they had powder they had NO WEED. Who the hell can run a successful drug dealing establishment with no weed? We had a strict time limit damnit… We had to do our thang and get back before… well we had several mitigating circumstances and the children were the main one. “No we can’t wait for your homie to get back from the other liquor store, we gotta go.”
So there I was at an impromptu get high day with nothing to get high with. I don’t drink I only smoke weed. This was supposed to be a FUN FRIDAY…