Recently, I did something I’ve never done. I took myself out:
Dancing Solo
I went somewhere I never been and knew no one there.
I had been driving and saw a sign about some outdoor 70s party by some water.
Decided to go.
Showered after boxing then threw on a fringe top that I purchased from GK, a local designer.

Wore it out for the first time.
It went perfect with the party theme!
It started at 8 and went to 11.
I got there prob 9:15.
Immediately hit the dance floor.
I sung the “Get ya back up off the wall” lyrics to two ladies who were on the wall. C’mon that was the thing to do, they were basically asking for it! They didn’t get it at first bahahaha and then finally did and got up off the wall.
They were so funny. Found out they make movies and were posted up making stories up about ppl.
Some dude on the dance floor was their “villain”. ![]()
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(It’s the tall dude in the blue striped shirt in my first video…they recorded my vid for me…just imagine that dude has no clue about the role he is cast in bahahahaha)
Not gonna tell yall what they had me cast as
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For an hour ish these peeps on the dance floor were my family and friends.
I held hands singing “we are family” with some of the dancers… like I knew them. I mean some of them knew each other as they came/met up together – I’m thankful they welcomed me.
Did an old school choo choo dance line to “Play That Funky Music White Boy” at some point…where we chugga chuggad in unorderly formation through tables back to the dance floor. (Thought it was funny to be the only Black person in line singing with a bunch of white ppl singing out “play that funky music white boy” with a White dj) ![]()
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cause like that white boy was playing funky music!
I sat down and enjoyed a Shirley Temple while watching peeps dance, played my stab the cherries with a straw and try to get it out the cup game.
You ever do that? Got to keep the plastic cup with the disco ball design. Yasss, a cup come up for The Billionaire Bubble!
The movie maker ladies asked about my ig name to follow me as they had storied up that I was in entertainment somehow…I didn’t end up giving it to them.
I dipped out into the night without grabbing any names or making connections.
Me likey.
Dance and dip!
10:30 exit.
Get ya back up off the wall,


