Today I talk about being in a house that is 75% percent women most of the
time (and how it makes toilet paper and endangered species).
Also, this weeks Cosmopolitan magazine has a headline that says,
“Be a genius in bed.” (or something like that). I mean sex has
been around for a while. Don't you think we've got a pretty good
grip on it (no pun intended). Is there really anything 100% new?
So I talk about some of the things I expect to see if and when I read a cosmopolitan magazine.
Before we even set foot in Fat Fish Blue in Downtown Cleveland, I knew what to expect. You see a large female soul singer (who happened to be African-American) was going to be on stage. I told the nurse (my girlfriend), “This women will follow the large soul singer formula and sing about grinding it to a nub.
We weren't there 10-15 minutes and she starts a song about “Sleeping with one eye open becuase her man won't leave her alone.” Your honor I rest my case.
I also made up a couple of songs I might expect to hear including, “I think I done broke it off in me…”
Now it's just my opinion. These seem like lovely people, but I'm not really into watching a 270+ lb woman grind on stage. It's just not my thing.
Speaking of great soul singers, I end the show with a cut from the Podsafe Music Network (music.podshow.com) featuring Shameka Copeland (www.alligatorrecords.com ) “Breakin”