I’ll tell ya, you’d think that a big move to the west coast, a new job, and a personal life that’s in flux would give me plenty of fodder for writing, but here I am–six months into this chapter of my life–and the only thing that I’ve written since the move is a whiny entry about not living up to potential. Not a film review. Not an album review. Nothing. BrilliantBrown is no different. I haven’t posted a single thing there in months.

I suppose between twitter, blogging at work, and keeping my Facebook
page updated I have found all sorts of excuses to omit long form writing from my personal life. In hindsight, I see that it’s just laziness.

No point moping about it. Time to get to work.

There truly never seems to be enough time to get everything accomplished in a day. This weekend, however, there wasn’t enough time in two days to do the things I needed to do and to see the people I needed to see. The humbling part is that it’s mostly my own fault.

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When I go out, I spend a lot of time making observations about people, so that I can share with you, our loyal readers.

Last weekend, while nodding my head to the music, I had one such revelation.

I am a firm believer that there are two kinds of people in every nightclub that I’ve ever found myself in. There are people who go to be seen and those who go to be met. Now there are many tell-tale signs of what type a given person is, but in my humble opinion, the most obvious indicator is the act of wearing sunglasses indoors at night.

Allow me to explain… Beside the obvious impairing of vision and generally looking like a douche-nozzle (because no one truly needs sunglasses in a dark-ass club), more subtly the be-speckled club-goer denies him/herself of the all important, yet oft overlooked eye contact.

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Pay attention, because you never know when you’re gonna be tested!

Zoom!