Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Ode to the Good Times
I will forever remember the guy in Nevis who lifted my Carib to his forehead on that steamy day at the Culturama throw down to make sure it was cold enough. It was.
It was also a fine salute to solidarity, sisterhood, brotherhood and best of all, partyhood. Let's drink to world peace, shall we? Ice cold, or we will have to do the "forehead test."