Blackout

Underground Social

Freaky (and Freebie) Friday

The Blackout premiere went so smooth last Friday, I wanna give something back. If you come to the next Blackout party on Friday, May 1st and bring a guest, you get in free

Thank me later. I'll be the tatted nigga at the door.

Random Thoughts About Last Night

"Is that nigga really wearing a jock strap up in here?"

"Is that nigga really wearing a jock strap up in here?"

Let me thank all those who came to my first Blackout in LA. About 50 people rolled through and met me at the door.  Here are some random thoughts off the top of my head:

  • LA niggas sure do flirt a lot (thanks, by the way)
  • Jock straps are making a comeback
  • Some peeps go nuts when they see a bottle of Grey Goose or Patron

But seriously, I was surprised by all the positive support. Many said they really enjoyed the vibe and were looking forward to the next one on Friday, May 1st, 11pm - 5am

I want to make Blackout better next time, so I'm asking for some serious comments or feedback on what y'all think needs to be improved---and be blunt. I can handle it, man. Just select "Comment" below. If you prefer to respond privately, text me at (323) 577-4220.

Thank you for coming out and it was so cool meeting everybody.

p.s. I wanna apologize for that drunk old dude that got in and was feelin' on a couple of peeps. He slipped through when I stepped away from the door. Won't happen again.

 

 

Lights Out

We call it Blackout for a reason. In a group situation like this, it's better to keep them lights to a bare minimum. Besides, unlike the parties in NY, LA niggas is very concerned about who-sees-what-and-with-whom, and I respect that shit.

Needless to say, no cell phones allowed inside. Check them at the door or leave them in the car.

 

What the Hell is Wrong with Los Angeles?

"Damn, I need some head real bad."

"Damn, I need some head real bad."

Six months ago, Red and I flew out of New York and visited Los Angeles for the first time. We went to a freak party and could not believe what the fuck we saw.

Peeps were standing against the wall, strokin' dicks, waiting on something or nothing at all. Lots of lookie-loos. No fuckin. After about 45 minutes of this shit, we bounced. 

It's time to change the game.