ORIGIN STORY IN TWO PIECES

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I WILL DROP MY ORIGIN STORY AGAIN.. THE BIG OLE PLUS IS THAT

I HAVE EGG’S ORIGIN STORY TOO. THE FIRST PART WILL BE FROM

FROM MY SIDE, THEN I WILL DROP HER SIDE.HER SIDE.

LET’S HAVE OUR ORIGIN STORY THEN, SHALL WE?

April 27, 2002. Saturday night. 

I pulled one of my disappearing acts some months before. As a consequence, I hadn't seen or talked to my friends in some time. A few days before the 27th, a couple of my friends came into the Media Play where I was slinging books. We reconnected, and made plans to go to a DJ show. That DJ was Miguel Migs. The venue: In between Axys (shout out Gabrielle Hawkins Stewart) and Opera, there was this great club known as Eleven50. Eleven50 was bringing all the hot trance and downtempo/house DJs du jour. The night of the 27th (my friend's birthday) we all hopped in the car and headed to Midtown. On the way, we stopped to pick up a friend of one of my friends. We all introduced ourselves. She was a school mate of my friend. Understandably, she was quiet during the drive, while we were yelling over the soulful tunes of Nude Tempo One. 

We stopped at a Steak N' Shake to use the bathroom because the line waiting to get into Eleven50 on show nights were notoriously long. I tried chatting with her but she wouldn't participate. She was either really shy or didn't want any of what I was serving up. Once we got into Eleven50 and settled, with our drinks, into the couches (see the pic. Yeah, we had both couches to start off the night) i started trying to talk to her again, wanting to loosen her up. I could tell that she wasn't used to the club life and I wanted to make her more comfortable. As the night wore on and Miguel Migs and Lisa Shaw were doing their thing, I kind of gave up on the girl and focused on the music, letting it transport me (and the rest of the crowd) into a blissed out groove state. That was a great night, one of the best shows I have ever seen. I would like to say the girl had something to do with it but I kept on getting the cold shoulder. The show ended, and we took the party back to a friends house. The girl disappeared from my thoughts until a few weeks later. But that is another long story.

Anyway, that girl was Egg. And while it wasn't love at first sight, that was the first night we met. This is our origin story. So really, I have 2 reasons to look back fondly at that night. I wonder if she remembers it differently?

EGG’S TIME

My side of the origin story...

...begins with me meeting up with my college friend at this house she was babysitting at.  Hold up, I mean MANSION.  It was huge, and I was extremely uncomfortable.  Mostly due to the fact that I was sure that at any moment I was going to pull a "classic Kelley" and break something.  

note: Those that know me are wise to hide anything of value, as I am NOT graceful. 

While waiting for her boyfriend to come pick us up, my friend and I changed outfits so many times it was an aerobic exercise.  I probably lost 5 pounds in the process.

We hopped in the car, and completed our introductions.  I remember sitting in the back with this person who introduced themselves as Sophia. They were a good friend of my college friend whom she hadn't seen in a while. 

I do remember stopping at the Steak n' Shake to go to the restroom.  However, and I'm not sure she knows this part, my college friend immediately went into a girly fit of giggles when we got into the ladies room.  Being my usual oblivious self, I had no idea what her fit was all about.  

Friend: “They think you're cute."

Oblivious Me: "Who?"

So, yeah... that made me even more nervous and self-conscious...thanks college friend.

We go to Eleven50 and the music really was transformative.  I remember dancing until my legs turned to jelly.  And I remember Sophia trying to dance with me throughout the night. I just wasn’t giving her the time of day. Not because I didn’t like her; but because I was so nervous and not ready to get into anything serious. My date ended up being the music that night. Little did I know where that music would lead me...

RIP MR. TIMOTHY LENOX