بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم
As-Salaamu ‘Alaikum Beloved Asiatic Black Brothers and Sisters
So, when I was in the hospital, I got the chance to play Dominoes with some Louisianians, and believe me when I tell you that they know how to play.
They play FIFTEEN to get in!
That’s a whole ‘nother game.
AND THEY DON’T COUNT NICKELS!!!
I LOVED IT!!!
I had to change my whole game. But I still beat ’em. All except for this one O/G who had spent eight (8) years in Angola and he told me, “All we ever did was play Dominoes – from the time we woke up until we went to sleep.” He told me how they would have to climb the ranks of the Domino table. But I’m not gonna tell ya’ll how. 😉 ❤
I could beat him when there was a group of us but not head to head. I love a challenge. He made me step my game up. After I played day and night with this other Brother [I helped him step his game up 😉 ] I was finally able to beat him. Allahu Akbar!!!!
So, last year when I was in NOLA, I had no cash, no ATM card (so no access to my money in the bank), no I.D., and no ticket to get back home. I ended up in the hospital and the good people in The Big Easy found me a way to get back to L.A.!!!!!! Allahu Akbar!!!! (Allah is The Greatest)
This time, I had decided I wanted to live here, and didn’t want to go back home to L.A., so when I ended up in the hospital again, I told Allah I want to live in The Treme’ – NO WHERE ELSE!!!!
And what did the good people in The Big Easy do for me this time, you ask???
They found me a place right on the outskirts of The Treme’!!!!!
Yes, Yes Ya’ll, I am no longer homeless.
I am living in a Transitional Independent Living House in the Seventh Ward, right next to the Sixth (Treme’) and I am walking (a long walk) from Armstrong Park and The “Quotah.” So, I couldn’t be happier.
My place has an infestation of roaches, but I talked to the owner and she said she would get some Borax so that should be taken care of soon. I’ve also seen two bed bugs, which is two too many, so I’m looking to transition soon. Next spot will be in the heart of The Treme’ إن شاء الله In Sha Allah (If it is the Will of Allah)
I wrote a poem.
WATER IN THE AIR
H2O -> O2
Rises From The Sea
Atmosphere traps droplets that
Rain Back Down On Me
Nothing Like L.A.
So Much More Here To Do
Never Felt Before
Never Want To Leave
Allah Has Really Slowed Me Down to a N.O. Tempo
I mean I don’t even feel it (the slowness) anymore. I’m loving the music. The food. Even the corny tailgate parties probably won’t irk me anymore.
Oh, and Delaney, Bruh…..
How could you just leave and not say Goodbye??? Brother, that really hurt, I mean we had a few “near-misses” and I can’t believe you were THAT mad that you could leave without saying goodbye, KNOWING that we will probably NEVER see each other again in life. I know I play too much, but DAMN, GINA! Seriously? I would give you my number, but there’s really no point. You know why. I get it. Maybe you thought there was no point in saying goodbye. I need closure though.
I hate loose ends.
Anyway, on another note, one day for Karoake Friday in Music Group, I sang a coupla numbers by Ella and Pops and acted like I was a lounge singer during the break (“You guys enjoying the show?” “Anybody from outta town?” LOL) just fooling around, ya know? (Oh, in NOLA, the boys say, “Ya heard me?” and the girls say “Hear?” It’s sooooooo cute. I gotta be a cute NOLA girl and start saying, “Heah?” Heah? 🙂 ) Anyway, FOUR people came up to me afterwards and told me how good a singer I am!!! And I was just fooling around!!!
One Brother told me he thought I was the recording!
الْحَمْدُ لِلَّهِ عَلَى كُلِّ حَالٍ