Man, the best thing about the holiday season is getting up with your friends and talking about old times and new times and just generally shooting the breeze. That’s what went down last night.

Well that’s not ALL that went down, but it was for damn sho the highlight!

Last night the old crew known as the “four flats (and a spare)” which consists of the homies Nile, Maurice, Reggie, Smallwood, and myself achieved an official quorem (any 4 of the 5) at the Hooters on Peachtree.

Our waitress was OUTSTANDING, she was what you think of when you think of hooters, from pouring our drinks to making small talk to even crackin jokes on the sly about ONE of our sweater vests (I’ll leave him anonymous).

We talked about progress on my book (oh yes there will be a book) and the fact that I’m considering tapping out of “the game” completely. Chicks frustrate me and take advantage of me and well….I’m tired of it. I would elaborate, but honestly it’s the same old story….the chick….isn’t even worth mentioning further here….it just made me realize how futile it all is.

Anyway, thanks to Baby J who was the first to realize this joint was down for awhile….that’ll prolly happen again around the same time next year!

Who knows what I’m getting into tonight….prolly something though!