Sorry I haven't written in a few days. I've been a bit distracted because I just realized that you can see naked ladies on the internets. I always loved the google, but now it means so much more to me.


I had kind of weird experience last week in Texas. I was working with a historically black college, located in a really small town outside of Houston (three blocks long with a bbq shack, mini-mart, two fast food restaurants, and a crappy motel). Outside of the college the area is mostly black as well. I was early for the first meeting of the day and stopped in the one, run down mini-mart in town for a cup of coffee. I asked the woman behind the bullet-proof window (middle aged immigrant from Africa, I think) if they sold coffee and she pointed me to a Mr. Coffee maker in the corner. I sized up the situation, decided against drinking the Folgers, and proceeded to look around the store in order to not seem rude for not buying their shitty coffee. After a minute of walking around the store I was approached by the owner (old white guy) of the store, who offered me a cup of coffee from a coffee urn in the attached restaurant (actually just part of the mini-mart separated by a room divider with a microwave for Jimmy Dean sausage n’ biscuit sandwich). The weird part was that he refused any money for the coffee, and I offered to pay several times. Standing outside with my coffee and looking at the black people in the parking lot I felt like Eddie Murphy in the old SNL skit where he dressed up as a white guy to see what white America was like. The white Eddie went into a mini-mart and the dude at the counter refused his money & laughed at white Eddie saying “There aren’t any black people here, you don’t have to pay”. Like Mr. Tubb said, don't worry about they got down in Texas, just think about how much they got of it.