This weekend's meeting of the
Grape Drink Mafia and the Juicebox Mafia went swimmingly, complete with an unexpected and enormous house party in my apartment, beer-drinking in the hallway, impromptu makeup lessons, dinner out on U Street, a lecture on Korean barbeque from
DJ Stylus, and the spinning of much Pet Shop Boys and OutKast. But I have to say that one of the real highlights for me was the trek PostBourgie's Shani and I took out to Howard University, which turned into us being let in for free to the Howard-Bethune-Cookman football game. Now, Howard does not have much of a football team. But I am a big fan of any brass band that can seriously rock Drake's "Best I Ever Had." And the fact that Howard has not one, not two, but three dance teams is seriously impressive. The gender politics of having a team of dancers in skin-tight uniforms called the "Ooh La La Girls" can be debated, for sure. But go-go sure makes up for some mediocre football:
Seriously, the weekend was wonderful in so many ways. I don't know if blogs are the future of journalism, or of social activism, or marketing, or whatever. But I will never again doubt that the medium is a phenomenal tool for bringing together like-minded people, and for forging powerful friendships. The community I have here, with all of you guys, means an enormous amount to me. Thank you, all of you, for reading, for talking back, for your thoughts, your suggestions, for the ways you laugh and make me think.
