I disliked most of the OutKast CD, "Idlewild". That CD never truly grew on me, even after playing it for a straight month. Just tonight, I just finally saw the movie on HBO, and I appreciated the movie and music. The title for this post is my favorite line from the movie, but you have to know what happened before I heard that line.
I woke up in the middle of the night on the couch. How did I sleep through the Sunday night of Labor Day weekend? Well, I guess I was tired from shopping with my Mom. I rarely shop with her, and she asked me if I wanted to go with her to this place around the corner that sells sheets, comforters, rugs, and other goodies for the house - except it's in a warehouse/outlet environment, and I hate that type of shopping. Nonetheless, Mom wanted me to go, and I did. I had my MP3 going and I was dancing all around to "Go" by Common, "He's the Greatest Dancer" by Sister Sledge, and "Sunshowers" by Dr. Buzzard's Savannah Band. Mom found nothing, and I bought my first set of 400 thread count Egyptian cotton sheets. Golden with vertical stripes for $34.99. Mom was ticked because she wanted the same sheets, but there was only one set in my size. *Kee kee kee* Then, I got a pedi and dealt with crap at Walmart.
Maybe that was too much excitement for me, but I awoke at 11:30 going in and out from one of those "Haunted History" shows. Honestly, I'm still not sure what was going on, but there was a psychic contacting a miner, and then another psychic was saying that the spirit was actually Carole Lombard, the wife of screen legend Clark Gable. While the second psychic was saying Lombard and Gable visited that particular location even today, I coulda swore a third spirit was contacting me. Maybe I was sleeping too hard, but it was so hard for me to wake up that last time. It was almost as if someone were lying on top of me and applying pressure to my whole being. I actually told someone in a long drawl that required great energy, "Let me wake up." Once I woke up, I had to take some direction from Sylvia Brown, the psychic that's always on "Montel" on Wednesdays. Three times I told whoever might have been visiting, "Thank you for your time. You're no longer welcome."
Flipping through channels led to the final hour of the film "Idlewild". Based on the last part, I have to see the whole movie sometime. Now I regret not seeing the movie while it was in theaters so I could contribute to another black movie in the Hollywood machine. Now, I'll have to purchase the DVD.
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