Oh, what a night.
Here’s a little background for all those suckas that don’t know: One day, I was talking on the G-chat with Cheekie. She mentioned that a gaggle of ladies would be descending up on DC in early April for the Cherry Blossom Festival. A segment had been to Miami and decided to hang out again in our nation’s capital. She asked me if we could do some kind of VSB event. I’m sure I said, “sure” and surely, we began formulating the plan to create a happy hour style event that turned into the Three Deez VSB Three Year Anniversary Party and Book Signing (which was also accidentally named by Cheekie).
And it was also the event where The Champ and I met for the first time. Before I get into the random recaps (alcohol was present, dontchaknow), I feel like everybody else was WAY more excited about us finally meeting than we were. Not that it wasn’t due, but when you work with and deal with somebody for so long, the meeting is merely a formality. But yes it still had to happen. Were there jitters? No. Curiousity? No. Illiteracy? No. Racism? No. So, what did happen when we met? How did the first meeting between VSBs The Champ and Panama Jackson go????
Glad you asked.
Liz and I picked him up from his hotel. He got in my car. I noticed he didn’t have a coat and told him he was on his white boy Pittsburgh sh*t rolling around without a jacket in 50 degree weather. Then we talked about how gay the cake was (if you saw the cake, it was pretty gay). It was pretty much how two ninjas who’ve known each other for a very long time would interact. Easy breezy beautiful cover girl. And yes, the cake was gayer than that last sentence I just typed. No real pomp. No real circumstance. Just two real G’s doing real G things.
Going to a restaurant with a cake in hand and a bunch of books to sell. Fern. Gully.
And with that said, maaaaaaaaaaaaaaan was that a good time. There were drinks flying everywhere. Women all over. More men than I thought would show up. Books. Signed books. Old friends. New shoes. And I think Brick killed a guy. We met so many folks who frequent the site and met some new folks who hopefully will begin to do so. Here are some random observations from Three Deez knucka.
- Champ is a basketball head. We all know this. So what does he do for the first half hour that we’re there? Watch the VCU-Butler game? What do I do? Go holler at chicks and do banging re-interpolation of Adele’s “Chasing Pavements” complete with interpretive dance. What does that tell us? Put two ninjas in a room together and one is watching ball and the other is singing and dancing. That’s what it was like in 1811 and it’s like that in 2011. We got to do better.
- Champ is hilarious in person. Of course I didn’t know how much so until Saturday. We signed books for a very long time but we also had some hilarious moments signing those books. If you could read some of the things he signed in folks books? Here’s an example: To Shuuuuuuuga – two wrongs don’t make a right, but loving VSB (and me) means you make good decisions in life. Aw shuga no no no no. Champ?
To Shuuuuuuuuuuga – why did your mother name you that? I don’t know either. Champ.
- Le sigh, the DJ might have been the best terrible DJ in history. Let me explain. See, the upstairs part wasn’t a VSB function…back up. Because we were expecting such a big turnout, we worked out with the club a way to allow folks to go into the upstairs nightclub – which had a party going on – for free. Cool beans. Except it was “deep house” night. Which isn’t a bad thing its just that NOBODY who was up in the club actually wanted to hear that. But the DJ was a dope DJ, if that’s what you wanted to hear. Of course, his party, his rules, but I’m pretty sure a lot of the women wanted to drop it like it was hot but couldn’t find the beat to do so because the average BPM was 287. You’ll kill yourself trying to drop that in time. But it was free, and there was a bar…
- …which means that we took shots. Quite a few actually. At one point, at least 10 people lined up to take kamikaze shots with me. I can’t even remember everybody who participated. But it was dark, and hell is hot. Pretty sure nobody paid for it anyway so praise the lord and pass the panties.
- All of the out of town ladies came thru and represented HARD. Cheekie, Gem of the Ocean, Sane85, Max, Miss Patterson, Nick@Nite, Keisha Brown, LaLaBakir, Starita, and hometown heroes LiveLoveLibra and MsEsquire were the impetus for even doing the party (if I missed somebody, my bad). We all went out on Friday night and I’m pretty sure that I grabbed more derrierre than is recommended by the surgeon general. I can neither confirm nor deny if that last sentence is true.
- Pretty sure I gave SmartFoxGirl a table dance.
- The line for the book signing was insane. It also seemed like it would never end. Must be what the line to hell looks like. Thanks to everybody who bought a book and had us sign it. That felt great to know that anybody gives a sh*t about little ole us. Also, it gave us a great way to check out all of the ladies. Book signings are definitely where it’s at. Sadatay.
- Shoutouts to the SingleBlackMale.org family for falling through and hanging out. One of the most interesting parts of the night was when we all took a picture together and I’m pretty sure I was blinded by the 37 people taking pictures using the brightest flash possible…
…yet nobody seems to have a copy of that picture. Or any of the other ones taken for that matter. We had a photog and videographer there who will send me pictures soon and we’ll post them.
- The topic of what the difference between a Champ fan and a Panama fan came up quite frequently. It’s somewhat of a running joke between us. And no, we still never answered it to anybody who asked. At least not directly. Oh, and Classy6’5″ Diva is really that tall. Wow.
- Much like folks who’ve never seen us before, there’s an interesting feeling when you meet somebody who’s only lived in your life via word form and they look nothing like you thought they might. That sh*t can really throw you off your game. I ain’t saying that happened, but it happened. Not good or bad, I’m just saying I can’t be alone in my thoughts about that.
- I saw some superb fashion WTF moments. Hell, I was one of them. I had on a two Jesus pieces. Rapper game proper.
- We sold a boatload of books. Thank you. Buy some more. Thank you.
- To all the drunk motherf*ckers who were running around, ooooooh that’s a good look baby. Including Liz who at some point I’m pretty sure just went to go sit in a corner and play Angry Birds or something.
I’ll stop there (for now) and just add things over the course of the day. To everybody who came out (there are too many names that I do remember for me to even ATTEMPT to name them all) thank you very much. To all of the new friends we made and the old friends we saw. Oh, special shoutout to Circa1908 who Liz informed left the first comment on the blog of anybody who still comments today. It was really great meeting her and hanging. Pluse she tweeted some of the more outlandish things I said. And I’m pretty sure I said that after the New Testament is the Newer Testament, and the book right after Revelations is Realizations…and that Tupac has a chapter.
The moral? Stop drinking kids.
For those who weren’t there, fret not, we’re travelling soon. For those who were there, thanks…we appreciate the love and support and thank you for celebrating with us.
For those folks who came…what did you remember most? Speak on it. Share. Let’s make this a happy home. Carl Thomas is emotional. But we’re gangsta.
Special shoutouts to DC Tap & Parlour for hosting us with libations, food, and good service. We should all go back again.
Talk to me.
How was your Three Deez experience?
-VSB P aka THE ARSONIST aka TANGLE JIG P aka GIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIRL HE A 3
Champ is a basketball head. We all know this. So what does he do for the first half hour that we’re there? Watch the VCU-Butler game? What do I do? Go holler at chicks and do banging re-interpolation of Adele’s “Chasing Pavements” complete with interpretive dance. What does that tell us? Put two ninjas in a room together and one is watching ball and the other is singing and dancing. That’s what it was like in 1811 and it’s like that in 2011. We got to do better.
I didn’t make it to #ThreeDeez, but every young Black professionals I’ve ever been to, the club is 70% women, and a bunch of dudes huddled in the corner either watching sports or otherwise oblivious to their surroundings. Funny thing is, white guys have figured this out and started rolling up on NSBE, NPHC, etc events tryna holla
I was looking for you, then somebody tole me you didn’t make it.
Anotha time then
#shoutout to NSBE though!
NSBE Luv!
NSBE LUVVVVV!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
2-HYYYYPE!
SIX HOUSE!
I think Panama scheduled this during the Final Four because he knew lots of dudes wouldn’t show up, and he would have all the women lol. Good work
it apparently didnt work. there were a lot more men there than i thought would be. and all the dudes didn’t just let the ladies talk to themselves.
More men than chicks..man..i would’ve rolled home to DC if I’d known that
…next time for me too then
not more men than chicks. just more men than expected.
Yes young, that’s a lil’ suspicious no? lol! It’s also one of the things I remember most, the 1:25 male to female ratio! So I’d like to sprinkle some y-chromsome shaped glitter and confetti for MediumMeech, who seeing the ratio, was not intimidated by it, and worked the room, spreading his testosterony goodness for all to enjoy.
Memory #2: Champ seemed some mixture of nervous and annoyed when I spoke to him the first time in the book line- he may not have been, but that’s the vibe I got. Like, can you buy the d@mn book and leave me alone already? lol When I spoke to him later on that night, he seemed to be enjoying himself a lil more- I guess the zombies and rum N cokes had kicked in. PJ was his usual good-time having, talkin’ sh!t self, so no surprises there.
Memory # 3: I started drinking as soon as I got there and didn’t stop until I left, to no avail. Not much of a buzz all night. After taking Champ’s suggestion and throwing back a couple of zombies, I almost got a buzz, but I was upstairs by then and the house music was so distracting. Next time PJ has to negotiate his own DJ too, ’cause I was one of those that was looking fwd to dropping low and didn’t get a chance.
Memory #4: Liz was cool and did a lil’ small talk, even though she was apparently busy making sure things were running smoothly. I met a few of the all-star ladies, SFG and Cheekie are nice IRL too, and I got to do a QUEENSBRIDGE!!! with KB. Already mentioned Meech who was the only male commenter I met.
All in all, a good night, same as last time. So proud of you guys!
Yeah, the tournament was a major reason I couldn’t convince any of my boys to road trip. I may have been laughed at and cursed out a few times. One friend didn’t even dignify my question with a response. I thought male friendships were based on more than watching sports, playing sports, and playing sports video games. Apparently I was wrong. lol.
I’m a big boy though, the ratio and the fact that I was rolling dolo wasn’t going to stop me from getting to know all the cool peeps that were there, even if they happened to have redundant chromosomes.
YES! SAY QUEENSBRIDGE!! LMAO.
“Memory #2: Champ seemed some mixture of nervous and annoyed when I spoke to him the first time in the book line- he may not have been, but that’s the vibe I got. Like, can you buy the d@mn book and leave me alone already?”
i probably just had to pee.
Yeah, I guffawed just now…
lol! maybe it was ’cause i asked u to take a check from my homegirl?
Sounds like it was a great night!! Also? “so praise the lord and pass the panties = your hell points quota met. Well played, sir.
LOL. that line has always been one of my favorite lines from The Best Man. i’m not sure why it’s not quoted more. well, aside from the inherent sacrilege involved. i’ve made it a point to use it a lot more.
this sir was your ‘biblical quote from the book of Tupac” hell points trippled
The most important question about the meeting between you and The Champ is, what was the handshake like? Was there that awkward moment where one person went for the formal handshake and the other went for the pound/bro-hug combo? Or did it go off seamlessly as if you two had done it a million times before? Those of us who weren’t there need to know this kind of stuff.
From what I saw it was a natural pound. P was driving, Champ in the backseat. There was no hug
I did hug champ when we got out the car at the venue though. I forgot he has tattoos on his arms.
we’re two real not-from-Compton-city G’s. plus, we’re Black dudes. we know how to dap one another up.
like i said, meeting was just a formality. we kicked it like real OGs
I’m glad you guys enjoyed yourself. I should have driven down to DC.
I swore I had heard (read) that you were gonna make it. Alas, I was disappointed.
true.
I hate I missed the festivities, but I’m happy it was such a great turnout. And I enjoyed the tweets, especially SFG’s TMZtwitter roundup. lol. Hopefully, I can make it to the next event.
Yup
SFG’s TMZtwitter roundup
^How’d i miss that? *heads to twitter*
Yes, “SFZ” is the bomb diggity for those of us who couldn’t be there. Thanks, SFG!
How was my #ThreeDeez experience? Well, because I couldn’t be there, I followed the hashtag on Twitter and was *almost* salty enough to create an event in this livng room called #ThreeBeez, except it was just me. And nobody would have cared. Typical middle child, I am. Glad y’all had a blast, though!
LMAO @ “was *almost* salty enough to create an event in this livng room called #ThreeBeez, except it was just me. And nobody would have cared.”
My sentiment exactly (not on the not caring thing, but the recreation thing.)
I was not in the corner playing Angry Birds. Once all event bases were covered (book signing, cake, etc) i decided to get my drinking game proper and find a few VSBs to flirt with. I’m not sure what was said.It’s better it stay that way.
I saw your tweet : “I am flirting somebody stop me!” and I couldn’t stop laughing.
The #threedeez tweets were exceptional!!!!
hahaaa. I am an amorous drunk, so I had been watching my liquor all NIGHT and pacing myself. but then once I was done cutting the cake, it was time to bring in the big guns, so I downed 2 long island iced teas in about 20 minutes flat. Luckily things were winding down so I didn’t get myself in too much trouble.
I’m so salty I didn’t get to go. #thatisall
me too! im quite jealous.
I’m tellin you, ain’t eem nothin else to say lol
Man, I’m so salty right now I make the ocean taste like Dasani. If it wasn’t for the fact that VSB is my religion, I’d be screaming F* yo couch!
I kid. Happy ya’ll had an intoxicated night, take to shots for me next time.
I’m so salty, first thing tomorrow morning I’m going to a daycare and kicking over all the blocks damnit. lmao I kid I kid. FoxyBrown kept those of us not there super abreast of the situation, but I still wish I could’ve gone.
Grassroots VSB uprising in the south nearer to Texas please? That’s all I want for Christmas. And seasons 1 through 5 of Grey’s Anatomy. Make one of those happen and I promise not to kick over no more blocks
Aw. Sounds like a helluva good time. Shouts to SmartFoxGirl for keeping us abreast (*snicker*) of the action via twitter.
She was better than TMZ.
How was my experience? In a word… Great! I had a fun time meeting so many of you face to face [Cheekie, Medium Meech, Sane85 (don't pronounce it "say-ne"), Starita, and others] and so many self-proclaimed lurkers who made the trip. There was a gang of women there, which only made the night better. Tokyo teas, NCAA basketball, dark rooms with loud, never-ending house music, and giving random medical advice to Liz made it a fun and memorable night.
P.S. Hearing I have a nice upper face to match my “sexy face bottom” was a beautiful thing. Can’t wait for the BBQ in NYC. (Oops. What did I just start?)
#HTMLFail I need sleep.
fixed that for u.
Hahaha!! Thanks for the PT consult. I really appreciate it LOL. I am sooo embarrassed I asked you, but I blame it on the booze (you caught me on my 5th drink/2nd long island ice tea).
Blame it on the Goose, got you feelin’ loose… LOL. It’s all good. I’ve got no problem giving free consults to the hosts/hostesses. It’s only right.
a nice upper face? lmao.
great meeting you… thanks for letting me hijack your book!!!
Do I need to tell you the 17,436 different ways I heard my name pronounced?
For the record, you were voted the Sleeper of the Night. Wasn’t anybody expecting all that sexy from you and you just threw it out there like it was no effort.
LMAO @ Sane and um.. co-sign on the wonderful surprises that was some of these vsb’s….
Sleeper of the Night? Wow. I didn’t think I was gonna win anything tonight. Hell, I didn’t even know I was nominated. I didn’t prepare a speech. Ummm, here goes.
I’d like to thank the Academy. VSB for putting on the event. My parents, especially my dad for convincing my mom to drink that extra glass of wine. Without that, I wouldn’t be here. **Hears Wrap-It-Up Music Playing** Oh, and the massive. Thank you, all.
yeah I agree on the sleeper thing. do you remember I clowned like –wait–I’ve never seen your user name before?! I guess I hadnt’ been to the comments field in a couple weeks. it was cool to meet you.
Yes. Despite me saying I’m a newbie to the site, you were convinced I was a lurker. And that’s how I discovered I had no internet when I tried to redeem my good name and honor. lol
Definitely co-sign on the sleeper of the night. I’m like… um… rawr.
I have no idea who you are but your pic makes me happy. LOL, that is all!
Ladies this man COULD NOT be any more handsome. That is all.
You happy, Champ? I spoke
and yes I know PJ wrote this, I have figured out the difference between the two-one’s got a beard and one’s a total three
Oh, and how can I forget to thank AT&T for giving me zero (read: Not a damn bit of 3G connection) so that I could Tweet all of the night’s events. #FAIL But, I hear SmartFoxGirl had that covered and probably did a better job than I would have anyway. There was too much eye candy to chat up in person to worry about tweeting
brotha…you have no idea how much i hate that AT&T service was on fugazi status.
I had ok service it was that darn tweetn that was problem for me.
Twism was holding court over there at the bar. Chuch.
Meeeeeech!!! I left a bucket full of glitter for you under the first comment. Nice to meet you, somehow you were even cooler in person!
Lol, I saw. It was great actually getting to meet you.
Holla at me when you’re ready to venture to Baltimore for the un-WIREd tour. There’s really a lot more to the city than that. If ur feeling brave, you can do the WIREd tour too, lol!
I’m signing up for the NY BBQ right now. I’ll even come out of lurking, and help to plan. We might need a few corporate sponsors for the crowd, this will bring on in!
Can’t wait for the BBQ in NYC. (Oops. What did I just start?
that’s coming sooner than you think
(oops, did I say that aloud?)
of course you did. lol
yay. that is all.
willdefinitelybetheredangit
Really? Well, if that takes place on a weekend, then I will most assuredly be in attendance.
In there like swimwear on a beach chair…
*fistpump*
*as I ride a segway to L Boogie’s crib 20 days prior (because it’ll take that long) so we can ride into NYC together* lol
just don’t fall off any cliffs on your way…
too soon?
WORD?
*keeps passport handy…
Can we have a month’s notice for the BBQ for those of us coming across the country please and thank you
Champy are you still a little drunky?
The mythical BBQ will really happen?
(Clears summer calendar)
Don’t play with my emotions Champ! I will definitely make this one, I can’t keep reading about the fun!