the adventures of pamalicious

 WARNING THIS IS A BIT LENGTHY - SO GET YOU A SNACK!

WELL HAPPY NEW YEAR BLOGSPHERE!  I hope that everyone made the transition from 2007 to 2008 without incident.  I see some bloggers have returned, I’ll catch up during the week (since it should be light).  So as you can see from this picture - I was HYPED and ready to get it crunk. 

When I tell ya’ll my life can’t get any better. I’m damn near close to being truthful!  let me try and get this all in. It’s taken me this long to recover and get my thoughts together.

I rocked my $4.95 outfit I had bought a while ago and a sista wore flats because I really wanted to be able to get my groove on.  My feet wouldn’t be hurting when midnite rolled around. I rejuvenated the ole hair with some spritz and an upside donna summer shake and I was ready to go and I can admit, I was feeling super cute and sexy. 

We rolled up at Studio 72 around 9:30 or so and after getting frisked and getting pissed cause a female searched Caun and clearly cupped his balls (WTF?!)

Anyhoo - we get inside and it’s just beginning to pop off so we get some appetizers and just kinda chill hanging on the back of a VIP Booth.

Random Ish about Club:

• Ok for the 8-9 months PREGNANT broad with a white shirt on that she wore when she was 12 and a string THONG. 
• About the not very built bartenders all topless
• Yea for VIP.  They got the Patron, The Cristal and then an entire mixer bar to go with it, plus fireworks!  Whomever Paul Williams was (with his cutey self) I was trying to get over the back and chill with them.  VIP was $1000 with $400 of that being your beginning bar tab.  YIKES!
• There were some bad broads up in that joint though.  Youth can really do it.  How do they keep those dresses on?  LOL  I mean beautiful sistas.
• All walls were covered with television and concert footage of the Jacksons. I was about to blow my cool right then, but I held it together. So far everything had been just rumor.
• Suddenly some women came out in basically two strips of fabric and started to dance on the bar and what not.  It was hot I have to admit. Gave it that Vegas flair.
• I’mma need the sista who showed up in sneakers, a long dowdy doo doo brown dress and a ratty coat with her inside the house glasses and mushroom hair do - to try VERY HARD in 2008. 
• Whew on the big men and fur coats…
• Don’t old men with extra long hair all combed and pressed out kinda scare you?
• The sista that fell on the floor dancing and just started doing leg lifts in a very short dress - Yea okayyy.

Soooo - it was around 11:20pm and actually I had been getting my dance on.   Right when Mary J was making me feel just fine, I caught some massive bling out the corner of my eye and lo and behold Jermaine Dupree was at the DJ booth. He was drinking and yelling into the microphone something or the other.  I was just wondering what was going on. 

THEN a dream I’ve had since I was 7 years old began to unfold right before me with the following words:  The Jacksons want to help us count down the new year.  Then they appeared!  Jackie, Marlon, Tito, Jermaine……..I WAS BESIDE MYSELF!  Lawd have mercy. 

I rushed to the dance floor and joined the rest of the over 35 year old women in utter hysteria.  I was trembling so bad.

Then I saw Janet sitting behind the entire Nation of Islam (lol) She had on a wig and was very incognegro.  We counted down as I tried to take some pictures but I was trembling so bad - all my shit came out crazy, lol  I was beating Caun to take pictures with his phone.

2008 was here!!! 

After the confetti drop (I still am finding it in some odd places on my body, lol) - I saw an opportunity and moved up to the very front.  Then like a DREAM. Tito leaned over and took my hand. He took it like you take a hand to kiss it and I stood right there with tears in my eyes and said the only thing I could think of "I LOVE YOU"  Then Jermaine reached over and took my hand and I was a bit more composed and I gave him the Islamic greeting of As-Salaam-Alaikum to which he responded.  I kinda floated back to Caun and he saw that I was just D-O-N-E.

Things quickly went south.  Jermaine didn’t play ANY Jacksons music and he spent alot of time yelling and cussing us out.  I was totally turned off and eventually even the Jacksons moved. Who wants to hear that pop that coochie shit all the time. I understand the demographic he wants to hold on to - but most of the folks at the club were around my age therefore we wanted to hear the Jacksons!  Shit that’s what we came for.  I left around 1 because it just got to be stupid. 

YET the dream keeps unfolding because I have found VIDEO of the event!  We saw the camera but thought nothing of it and then I see it on a blog I won’t name cause I’m not giving them any play. I’m watching the video and THERE ARE ME AND CAUN!  Lord take me now!!  So I will end this entry with the video.  Please refer to minutes 3:34 and 3:38 as they scan the crowd.  You will see Caun in both shots but me in only the 3:34 because I was looking down fiddling with my camera phone.

You know I have been waiting and hoping for this since I was 8 or so years old. Just to be close enough to touch them and on the last day of of one of the best years of my life - a dream came true.  Now all I need is Michael (who’s ass was probably there dressed like a column or something, lol). 

I just keep saying ‘my right hand has been annointed’  LOL I actually wore a glove today.  The hand has powers I don’t yet understand already today Joe has arisen and pimp slapped Caun - so I have to be careful. 

Ya’ll be easy!