A blog dialogue-Reconvene...continued

The night started like this.... and as it continues...

The room shifts to people talking amongst themselves, while waiting for me and Adonis to return.

One Man is showing pictures of his nephew (<---incredibly cute!!) to Diva while Jinta talks a little about his most recent post regarding scent marking with Niga, Zephi, and Charles. This brings up a debate over Facebook and rumors. Eavesdropping from across the room Stace calls out, ‘I can't go on facebook anymore!!!!! You know why?!!? EVERY.SINGLE.TIME. I GO ON, I find out someone just got engagaed!!!!!!! FAVORITE EX proposed to his GF of 2+ years!!!! IN FUCKING PARIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!’

‘Are you sure they're engaged?’ Charles asks.

‘Of course. It’s plastered all over their page.’ Stace giving the side eye.

‘It’s just cause some people try to become weak ass detectives and they get it all wrong, and I’ve been a victim of that shit one too many,’ he says.

‘Well, that aint me. I don’t assume. I do detailed research and make sure that I’m on point with mine.’

Me and Adonis walk in at this point. He’s still not in the best of moods, but after talking out some of his frustration with me, he’s ready to return and listen to what people have to say.

‘Sorry guys. I’m just having a fucked up week. I wanna know the complaints though, just in case I do something,’ Adonis says to the group.

Diva speaks up from were she sits, ‘Well you definitely reminded me of one thing I have an issue with, but it’s definitely not just you. Ya’ll need to kill the automatic music player switch. It scares the hell out of me to start reading someone's post and then music starts blasting...particularly when I can’t find the music player to shut it off.'

‘Ay, I concur on that point.’ Rashan adds

‘It doesn’t really bother me too much if you have good stuff on there… I know that Charles, 1/3, and Deja be havin me bobbin my head every time I pass through,’ Roxy pipes in. I look over at her.

‘When did you get here? And you very rarely comment… look at you... gettin involved. a step up homie. A.step.up. Now if only you would post more regularly... Can I add that to the complaint list?,’ laughing as she slightly pushes me in the back. I look back at her and she just gives me the face, shrugs, and goes back to devouring her bowl of whip cream and honey while listening to everyone comment.

Diva gives me the side eye for interrupting, and then continues with her address to the room about her complaints...

'Also, and I don’t think anyone’s lyin in here, but we need to require each post to pass a Blogolygraph test. After my recent perusing of the blogosphere, I just have a few concerns about the validity of some of these posts. And since it was brought of last session, I think that maybe it just might be an issue for all of us.’

‘Can that be added to find out blog crushes too?’ 1/3 asks

‘Do you really need a test to tell you who has a blog crush on you? Just asking usually works. I don’t think it’s all that serious,’ Rashan points out.

1/3 shrugs and Charles whispers something to her which makes her laugh softly.

‘Ummmm hummm, looks like blog crushes are upgrading,’ I remark, looking in their direction as well as glancing over at i.can’t and Karrie B. who upgraded from heavy verbal flirting to genuine caresses.

‘Well that’s what happens when you get attractive minds in one place,’ Jinta expresses as he looks up at me and playfully hits me behind my knee.

‘It can’t only be an attractive mind… body’s need to be right as well,’ explains Soumy smiling at Eb’s frame.

‘Well, I know the body that has peaked my interest is definitely in the shape I appreciate,’ Rashan mumbles.

‘What was that Rashan?’ Jameil inquires loud enough for the room to turn to him.

‘Umm, I was just say that part of my interest in these meetings is shaping up my blog, so can we get back on topic please…,’ he replies none too smoothly.

‘Uh, huh… riiiiight.' shakin her head at him.

‘Well, I’ve gotta couple things that irritate me. I wanna add that I dislike when bloggers comment when it’s obvious that they didn’t read it, or only pick one sentence to respond to out of the entire thing, or simply co-sign on another bloggers comment. I can see right through that shit. Don’t even bother commenting if that’s all you got,’ Don states.

‘Especially you anonymous commenters. Go ‘head and keep that shit to yourself,’ Karrie B innerates.

‘I actually like anonymous comments. freaky shit, outrageous questions, revealing confessions, concocted murder plots, and anything else that feels safe in the cloak of anonymity. I wanna know it all,’ Deja counters to Karrie B who mumbles

‘Those are definitely not the anonymous comments I get,’ causing laughter to erupt from those sitting closest to her.

‘Well, I haven’t been blogging for that long, so I really don’t have that much to add when it comes to blog complaints; but I will say that I don’t like when new bloggers come and comment on my post, givin me heat about the title or the post they read. Who are you and why are you giving me grief?

Also, when you comment on a post that is more that a couple days old, who are you doing that for? I’m not gonna read it. Soooo, yeah, don’t do that.’ I added as Adonis leans against me and Jinta furrows his brow.

‘Does anyone else have anything to add?’ Rashan looks around the room and everyone looks at one another but not a word is added.

‘Does that mean we're done... cause I have some handcuffs and a belt to pick up before heading to my final destination of sex filled fun.’ Lea stands, but before she moves towards the door, an unidentifiable figure moves from the back of the room and leaves without saying a word.

‘Who the hell was that?’ Zephi asks.

‘Damn lurkers,’ Rashan answers shaking his head.