Elegant Class fused with Party

Good morning everyone. It took me a while to get the internet working. Blame Eastern, the technology school. So I got a few things to cover in today’s post, topics include rainforests, the Kentucky Derby, real niggas, and more.

Louisville is still on a rain streak. Out of the past 10 days it’s rained 8 of them. As I’ve said in past excerpts, I’m not complaining. It’s pleasant. The incessant precipitation has swelled the leaves of all plants and enhanced the green color. Hence it has an appearance more like a rainforest. It makes you wanna grab a canoe and go rowing through the streams.

I’m scratching the real nigga talk from the record. Sorry.

So I suddenly have this powerful urge to go to the Kentucky Derby. I don’t know why I haven’t gone before. It’s a status-oriented elegant party at Churchill Downs. Just my type. I’ve recently discovered that fusing formality and class with partyness creates the best atmosphere. Few places I’ve seen or have been to have instilled both variables together. Take for example a cruise ship: you got the party teens that get drunk and screw, then on a totally different part of the ship you have the formal classy adults ballroom dancing and wining and dining and shit. They don’t mix. Churchill Downs fuses elegant class with partying quite well. Take for instance downs after dark: you dress up, you get drunk, you party, you place wagers on horse racing. PERFECT.

I threw a small get-together a mi casa last Friday. I think I may have told about it on Friday’s blog post. Anyway it went quite well, and as I told my friend Alex before my guests arrived I wanted the atmosphere to be elegant class fused with partying. And I must say I pulled it off quite well. Hear me out. A nice penne regatta dinner with French bread, served with candles and the fancy forks. To drink? Wait for it…Beer and tequila sunrises out of (wait for it again) Margaritaville highballs! YES! Isn’t that fucking perfect? To wear, polos and shorts on the guys, nice summer attire on the ladys. UNTIL dinner was over then the clothes turn into sweat pants and gym shorts and into the bed we go. That’s what I’m tal’m bout. Dinner will definitely be served at casi de Decker more often.

Why don’t my parents read this?

This school year is pretty much over. Here comes the breakdown. Today: the last typical day of the school year (wow). Tomorrow I have AP test for Calculus which I kinda decided I’m not gonna do, and after that I have no-learn-2^nd-periods for the rest of the year. Thursday is Little KY Derby, and then we go to Monday, May 9^th. I take the day long Music Theory AP Monstrosity. From then on I have no learn 2^nd and 4^th periods. Since the year will be on wrap-up mode, I will really only be doing shit in English, which is fine, 1 period a day won’t kill me. So today’s essentially my last day, when you think about it like I do.

A nice little storm is rolling in. Something for me to view with admiration during 2^nd period. I love precipitation. Well tomorrow I won’t be in, so the next I’ll be bloggin’ is Thursday. Until then…