After work last night I get home and one of my roommates is freakin out because of the Jared Allen trade topic.   ESPN did a 5 minute segment on Trey Wingo's show about how he is for sure going to get traded.   I thought my bud was going to have a pumper "heart attack"   All he could say was he's gone the chiefs suck and they never keep the right players.

I say it's called CONTRACT NEGOTIATION through mass media forums.

"Broadly speaking, negotiation is an interaction of influences. Such interactions, for example, include the process of resolving disputes, agreeing upon courses of action, bargaining for individual or collective advantage, or crafting outcomes to satisfy various interests."  - wikipedia.org

Last night was the usual.  Come home watch some Apple TV pop open an ice cold Bud Light.  Then I go to bust open my first rental from Netflix and what is it?  The most best dance movie ever !!!!  Breakin.   My roommates and I got into a heated debate whether or not the character Turbo "Michael Chambers" is gay or not.  I say no F'N way he's gay.  Now Adam on the other hand is Queer as a $2 Bill.   In no way, shape or form is Turbo portrayed as gay in the film.  I told them to keep in mind it was early 80's AND it was groundbreaking.  So lay off Turbo, he is only one of the best dancers of all time.  For Pete sake he taught Michael Jackson how to do the Moonwalk.   

"Michael Jackson hired Chambers from 1983 to 1991 as his personal dance instructor working on various popping and street dance. Some of Michael Jackson’s signature dance moves were taught and developed by Chambers including the moonwalk" -

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I can't believe it 66 views on my blog from yesterday about Blonde.  I'm addicted.  Hopefully most of you are House lovers like me.   Saturday DJ "P"  is going to throw down some wicked new stuff at Sake Bar.  135th and Quivira next to Izumi in Overland Park.  If you want to hear some of his stuff he has a minimix go to www.beatfreakerz.com  I know that Overland Park completely sucks and the bar scene is pretty weak, but if you want to come do some dancing with me and all my buds it should be a great time.  Also Sake Bar is way cheap !!!   I don't anticipate another $640 tab this Saturday.   I am a bit of a lush and like to buy random people drinks and shots so I'm going to put the line on my tab at $95 after tip.   I'll be sure to do a follow up blog commenting on the night and how much I spent.  If anyone needs directions or a safe ride to the bar you can email me and we'll have our party van come pick you up.  Maybe unless you are some sort of freak?  Or should I say frink?

Welcome to my first blog.  I never thought about blogging until I  "almost got kicked out of Blonde last Saturday night.  I say almost because they were onto me.  When I say onto me I mean I saw the guy coming to the dance floor with that look on his face.  You might wonder what I was doing.  I'm wondering the same damn thing?  I wasn't falling all over the place.  I wasn't being rude to customers.  I offended DJ Mike Scott with my cool new dance I came up with to his weak ass song he played.  All night he was doing ok, mixed some dope ass songs together.  Then it all started going down hill.  I kept calm and went with the flow. Well when "no sex in the champagne room" was played I invented a cool new dance move called the "thumbs down Travolta"   I named it that because it's basically a very fluid dance move similiar to the one Travolta did in Pulp Fiction.  The main difference is instead of the peace signs I use thumbs down signs.  I danced with my back to the stage didn't say a word and was having fun with it !!!  Hell I only spent $320 there???  Is it too much to ask for some kick ass House Music?  I have no problem with "no sex in the champagne room"  but REALLY,  REALLY?   Anyways after checking my bank info online today I found out they double charged me!  Yes 2 charges for $320.  WoW.  $640.  I'm never going there again.  Goin to give a shout out to Menages and NV.  Way better spots in KC for House Lovers.  Anyways I saw them coming and I kept dancing all the way out the door.  My friends laughed their asses off and now I'm a blogger.  Thanks to all that read this and be careful if you go to Blonde.  You might overpay, hear weak ass house music or maybe come up with a dance move that gets you escorted to the door.  Late