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“ever since hearing wale dub himself wale ovechkin on “Back In the Go-Go”, we wondered how perfect it would be to document Wale’s experience at a washington capitals game. With major assists from elitaste, dcsports bog and Nate with the Washington Capitals, we are gonna make it happen. Right before Wale goes into his crazy busy week, join us right here at a little before 7pm tomorrow as Wale, DMV legend Jay Promo, and myself live blog Wale Ovechkin’s first Capitals game, followed by meeting Capitals Superstars Alex Ovechkin & Mike Green after the game. Using our coveritlive widget you’ll be able to interact, ask questions, and follow this whole experience. If you’ll be at the game be sure to say what up!”

talk to wale ovechkin below, starting @ 7:00pm.

in order to get back into tip top blogging shape, i need motivation. so i’m throwing the hall of fame posts up every other day until i get back to where i should be, content-wise. if you’ve seen these posts already, i apologize, but understand where i’m coming from. enjoy, this is probably my favorite.

i think i’m starting the fly guy chronicles. i stole this blog post below from this blog i came across. i tried to respond on the site, but it wouldn’t let me. so i figured the next best thing would be to bring it to my blog and put both her entry and my response up. i think a lot of people will like this. it’s long-ish, but i promise if you read the entire thing, you’ll have something to add. all opinions welcome. enjoy. oh, and jam this song while you read. thanks.

her entry:

Walking home from an 11PM movie (so it’s around 1:30AM) and a man driving by stopped me to chat.  The conversation went as follows, me walking towards my apartment and him from the window of his car.  Note, my thoughts are in orange:

Him: Hey, do you have a second?

Me: A second for what?

Him: Isn’t it a little late for you to be walking out here by yourself?  Do you want a ride home?

Me: (No way in hell I’m getting in a stranger’s car at 1:30 in the morning) I’d rather walk, but thanks

Him: What’s your name?

Me: Rachel (If I told him my real name, he’d either think I was weird, or he’d stalk me)

Him: Hey Rachel, I’m Jordan.

Me: (I already dated a Jordan, you lose) Hi.

Him: I know this is an odd way to meet someone, but do you think I could get your number, Rachel?  Maybe take you out some time?

Me: (Giving my standard, untrue, answer) That’s sweet, but I have a boyfriend.

Him: I figured.  Well perhaps you could take mine then?

Me: Would it really matter either way if I’m not single?

Him: You’re right.  Well, he’s a very lucky man.  You’re gorgeous.

Are appearances all that matter now a days?  I could be a total wreck.  Who says my made up boyfriend is lucky?  This guy doesn’t know me, doesn’t know anything about me or personality.  Okay.  To the point: What’s it take for a man to approach a woman and ask her on a date?  Just a pretty face?  There’s gotta be something more….let me know if you find out what it is.

my response:

ha.

i’ll break this shit down. there’s no way a girl will get approached by a dude if there’s no physical attraction in his eyes. that’s just how it is. why would anyone walk up to someone they didn’t find attractive in some way, shape or form? that doesn’t make any sense. you know that.

hold up. before you fry me, let me state my reasoning real quick.

if you wanna connect with someone intellectually, that’s awesome. i don’t want a pretty face and a peanut brain. i’ve had it before, it sucks. a lot. i’d rather have a intriguing girl. but you can’t see that when walking out and about by the movie theater, man. not even possible. you CAN see that in the classroom. maybe at a bookclub. at a convention. at a debate. something like that. you can’t be mad at a dude who is curious to know if you’re interior is as awesome as your exterior, right?

i have a rack of mini-crushes right now. just tiny ones, nothing major. let’s delve into two of them real quick:

one is this girl who goes to a school nearby. the first time i saw her, i froze and stared like a lame for like 10 seconds. yeah, i had a little liquor courage in me, but still though. anyway, i heard she was in a play, because she’s an actress, so i decided to go check the play out. i was just curious, and i figured why not see what it was about. right!? besides, it was friday night and i didn’t have anything better to do. anyway, she was brilliant in it. and probably but at least i’m trying to see what she’s about. the second girl is a writer, and she intrigues me because her writing is so phenomenal. so phenomenal, in fact, that she was working for a big time magazine a few years ago. i mean big like one that you and i read to this day. she’s like 20 now. imagine what else she’s done. i just turned 22. i haven’t done that kinda shit yet. my point is, she’s deeper than her sexy smile, you know? it’s the combo. beauty and brains, that’s what everybody wants. beauty is in the eye of the beholder, but brains is visible to everybody.

i can understand why you played homeboy, but next time, before you play him, understand where he’s coming from. no disrespect, though.

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yea, that was kinda wild, wasn’t it? so was the music you jammed through the post. that’s my man fat tony . he killed the track. DL it below, and check him out, too.

DL: fat tony – jaded