Rain

This past Martin Luther King Jr weekend, Dallas experienced freezing rain & ice on the major roadways. Rain alone will keep a lot of people in the house if you live in Texas period. So you can imagine how freezing rain and ice can cripple a city. I had resolved myself to spending my Friday night getting my game tight in Tiger Woods 07 and Resistance: Fall of Man respectively.

Around 10:45pm I received a text message from my man Charles from St. Louis, who somehow managed to get stuck in Dallas. See Charles is currently studying to be some sort of doctor (I know I should know this Charles, but still know we're proud of you brotha). Lately he's been interviewing for internships, all over the country (I believe Charles has strategically picked spots where his friends are, and is currently on a US tour) to finally get his career going...b/c the guy has been in some sort of school since we first met Freshman year back in 95.

The week prior Charles was in Dallas interviewing for an internship; this time he was coming back from Miami and his flight out was going to be Saturday @ 2pm. Charles proceeds to tell me in this text message that he, my man Jason and our other mutual friend Keith, were going to be at one of my favorite gentlemen's club in Dallas, and asked if I could join...Did Michael Strahan sign a bad prenup?? OF COURSE!!!

So after 30-35 minutes of braving the freezing rain, I arrive at the gentlemen's club, and to my surprise this place is PACKED!!! I pay my admission, and grab a quick Heineken, walk through the doors and am quickly greeted by the voice of Young Jeezy telling everybody about his life and how he "Loves It" (SIDEBAR: I used to not be able to tolerate Young Jeezy b/c I got tired of him saying "YEEEEEEEAAA" or "DIYYYYYYAMN" when he needed to take a breath between rhymes, but like most of things...if you hear it for long enough, you'll begin to like it...which is why Metallica's ...and Justice For All is one of my all time favorite CDs...but I digress)

After exchanging non verbal pleasantries with the shoe models who worked the late shift, I was pleased to find Keith, Jason & Charles enjoying some brew ha-has and diluted spirits. Also, being that these dudes are all from St. Louis, I have to applaud them on securing a prime position in the club...right next to one of the side stages so we can get a good view of the various shoe models doing their routines.

So after catching up with Charles (b/c really, how do you go from Miami to the freezing rain in Dallas), we're starting to let the spirits grab a hold of us and continue to enjoy the scenerey. Again, I'm encouraged b/c we have a prime location in the club, but the shoe models were barely showing us love...and how could they when it was raining inside? Yes, raining inside. Now for my readers who are not familiar with gentlemen's club ettiquette, fear not, because we were not in a location where there were holes in the roof. I'm talkin' about we (priamrily the shoe models) were next to "forecasters" or cats who were making it rain.

"Making it rain" is a term that recently became popular I would say late 2005. Basically describes patrons who throw money (yes money) up in the air, and the money falls to the ground (similar like rain) around the shoe model who is performing. Back to my story:

Now, I've heard various mainstream rap artists/R&B thugs (Snoop, Jeezy, Fat Joe, Lil Wayne/R. Kelly) talk about this concept, but Friday night was my first time witnessing this first hand. This happened ALL NIGHT When I tell you that it rained so much, the wait staff had to get the shoe models extra zip lock bags for storage (no pun intended) it was ridiculous. Eventually Charles asked me "Did they just receive their tax returns?" To which I answered "No, but the 15th of the month is Monday...and that's a holiday; therefore today was payday"

Charles, Keith Jason and I were in awe. Ultimately we conceeded that the only question we'd get asked by people who worked @ the club was going to be "Do you need another drink baby?"

By 1:30am, I decided to call it a night. But all in all it was to catch up with Charles and hang out w/ the fellas. As I was driving home in the freezing rain, and I couldn't help but smile how I was surrounded by rain the entire night...a good time had by all!

Still wondering who advised Michael Strahan to sign this pre-nup

B. Holcomb