The celebration of life continues at the monthly First Saturday party in the Brooklyn Museum of Art.
Keith Haring: 1978-1982 is still on exhibit.
Art, music, culture and I’m sure a gaggle of gorgeous women will be on deck as usual. So come up from the basement this Saturday.
This video is funny but when you get to my age you realize that a vagina is more like a baseball mitt.
The more fingers that have been inside of it the softer it becomes and that way it catches balls better.
The Brooklyn Museum of Art may have reached critical mass for their First Saturday events. This was the first time I can remember the doors being closed even before the dance party had started. What is this place gonna look like during the summer?
I met up with one of the producers from the Put This On web series and he was impressed with the number of people at the event and how many folks had come thru in their fanciest wares. I wasn’t going to overdo it on this evening because I fully expected to dance my ass off to deejay Junior Vasquez house mix, but the high heels were definitely up in the building.
The flash never lies as you can see I spilled something on my shirt. The trick to enjoying yourself at the museum is to bring yourself a flask or some sort of stowaway beverage because the line at the bar stay on bananas.
Call me a bird ass museum-goer since I didn’t even walk thru the Haring show. LOL. I’m actually having a small dinner party in May and I’ll be walking the exhibit then. I’ll prA’li have on another pair of Reeboks too. These kicks are so comfortable they are the perfect antidote for museum marble tile floors.
I don’t fux with Burger King at all but I do FUX with Mary J. Blige. She worked on fries before she caught her big break. Now the King is cutting her an official check.
You can’t h8 on that Internets.
Atlanta might not host the ‘Freaknik’ celebration any longer, but don’t get it twisted thinking the party has stopped in this town. From the Blue Flame skripper club to the Cascade skating rink, Atlantans know how to get ‘TURNED UP’. That phrase was taught to me by the homey G-Roc from The Shoe Game.
That’s why Premium Pete made sure to hit me on the hip and let me know that God’s favorite deejay. Clark Kent was in Atlanta and spinning at a party. Listen to me… I have been dancing to Clark Kent sets since 1989 and I have NEVER had a bad time in these parties. Most of them have been the greatest joints ever.
The party theme is called ‘I <3 NY’ and it drops only once a month. The promoters bring in deejays from NYC to keep the flavor authentic.
I’ll definitely plan my scheduled return to the ‘A’ around this event. The shit was just that TURNED UP. Don’t take my word for it either. Peep the photo gallery.
Peace to the homey Keinon and #SneakerFiendsUnite rep Mark the King for showing me official southern hospitality while I was in the building.
After several rounds of Long Island Ice Teas and a few shot courtesy of the King I was extra right and ready to get my ass to the Waffle House.
