Monday, September 25, 2006

I had a pretty interesting day on Saturday. It started off with me helping a friend of mine move, which is always a pain in the ass. I had no problems helping her, but moving in general is a pain, and I know this because I had to do it earlier this year. You have to get boxes, tape, decide what you're going to pack, and what you're going to leave out, and then there's the truck rental, etc. So I walked into her place ready to help, but dreading the overall process. But lo and behold, when I came to the door, she had on a tank top that I could see directly through..I saw her entire chest, and then I saw it again while we were bending over and lifting things. I didn't act on this at all, but I cannot lie and say I made any effort to turn away. She didn't have a big chest, but it was definitely nice to look at. Very shapely. Most time when I move, I am moving with dudes, and seeing breasts and nipples is not a viable option. So right away I was energized for the move.

Later on that day, one of her friends asked me if I had all the money in the world, what would be the first thing I would do, and I responded by saying I'd buy a sports franchise. But then that question got me thinking, what is my ideal job? If I had the power to construct my own job description what would I do? And here it is:

1)I'd have a sports radio show everyday from 10-1. Sports would be the basis of the show, but topics could include music, politics and anything besides sex. A sex talk show attracts a kind of person, that I wouldn't want to interact with on a daily basis

2) I'd like to write a column for a major newspaper. I wouldn't want to be a beat reporter, because that requires a lot of work. I'd want to pick a sports topic, and then write about it..Columinists don't get published everyday, so this would be about 3 to 4 times a week, depending on what was going on in the world of sports

3) I'd like to teach ONE writing class at a major university. This would allow me to satisfy my teaching jones, help to feel young by being around youthful talent, and this would also increase my honorarium should I choose to do any public speaking. I'd show up to class everyday smoking a pipe too..

4) And finally, at night, during basketball season, I'd like to be an NBA referee. This has ALWAYS been a fantasy of mine. This job is rather strenuous, but it would keep me in shape and give me a front row seat to the game of my choice. So there you have it. Somebody help me make it happen!!

Anyway, later on that Saturday, I spent a few hours with an older friend of mine talking about life, work and everything in between. It is interesting sometimes to get perspective on life from older men and women(who aren't your parents). I enjoyed it immensely.

The highlight of the weekend will actually be tonight, when the Atlanta Falcons play the New Orleans Saints in the Superdome tonight. The media is having a field day with the notion that a football game is being played at the very Superdome, where Katrina's victims sought refuge. While that story is poignant, and a damn good one, I could care less about that at this point. There is lots of work to be done, and a football game, while I"m sure it is a welcome distraction for some, doesn't take my mind off of that. The REAL reason I am hyped about tonight's game, is that I get to see Michael Vick and Reggie Bush square off. This should be very interesting.

By the way, to those folks who get bored when I write about sports, you all can kiss my entire black ass two times. Sports isn't my entire life, but its 65% of it.


Hannibal said...

u're such a skeev it makes no sense..

and the million dollar question was very poignant..

when i talk to older folks it's always refreshing to get their point of view..but i take it with a grain of salt...

hadassah444 said...

I could see you doing all that and being successful at it. I wish you had all the money in the world...

Jo said...

Damn Rashad . . . you made me tired just thinking about all the stuff you would do with your dream job! Whew! You wouldn't have a whole lot of time left for blogging - now that would really suck! As for the sports paragraph . . .yeah, I had to scathe over that one . . .bored me silly . . . and NO . . .I won't kiss your black ASS - not a once!