Weekend Great Adventure!

Thank you Jersey, you were kind to me…

So yesterday I spent the entire day in New Jersey at Six Flags Great Adventure theme park. I haven’t been in soooo long but I over all did enjoy myself. I would do it again.

I didn’t get all the fancy pants details of all of the coasters I rode but I do recall getting on at least 13 different rides and went through 2 mazes.

Fun Fact. I seem to scream on the coasters with more breath than I actually have in my body. Meaning I do not get proper oxygen to may brain which can lead to fainting. I mean which did lead to fainting๐Ÿคฃ. 

Yes, I passed out on the ride… On every ride.. the entire day…๐Ÿ˜‚

Either from screaming to the top of my lungs or over straining to hold on for my life lead to unconsciousness on every ride but one. 

The ice breaker rollercoaster was “The Joker” ; and man did that one break the ice & shake some things up. I was the ride where I discovered that now at the age of 26 I pass out on rollercoasters. I thought with old age my brain and body could no longer handle the stress of a roller coaster and would shut down.

After the third or fourth 60% unconscious ride I figured that this is just going to be how it is. I didn’t back out on any coasters. And a had a ball for the parts I was awake on.

Of course like all amusement parks everything was over priced and I lost my overpriced free refill souvenir cup but hey just $15 , no big deal. I was able to keep up with my hat all day which was a pleasant surprise.

I opted to pay an additional $35 to be able to go in the 7 maze attractions within the park. I only had the patience to wait in line for to but the haunted house mazes were pretty awesome, I mean it wasn’t 13gates but hey it wasn’t half bad.

I allowed the carni part of the park to totally “carni” me out of a few 20s. I won a few small prizes but c’mon who really wins those human sized teddy bears at a carnival ๐Ÿค”. I did try my luck but only ended up embarrassing myself in front of my last , ha ha typical.

Through it all ; with the overpriced Buffalo fries & cold drinks, outrageous wait times after 6pm & the crowds of people being stupid I had a good time. 

Next goal is Disney World…๐Ÿคž

Stay tuned for my full video about my trip to Six Flags and my first time in New Jersey coming soon to my YouTube channel (Once I get my voice back ๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿค—)

Thanks for reading !!!

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Fright Fest !!! ๐ŸŽƒ First time in New Jersey

It’s the weekend so you know what means…

Iman is on the move, again.

So this weekend adventure is a two-fer. My first time in New Jersey and my first time at Fright Fest. So I left work about an early to catch my 4 hour bus ride to NYC (let’s hope for the best). And tomorrow morning I’ll be back on a bus heading to New Jersey for an entire day at Six flags Great Adventure theme park.

I haven’t been to a Six flags in easily over a decade and a half. I haven’t been on a rollercoaster in 2 years (counting the up and down thingy at the aquarium when I was in Houston). Let’s hope I don’t toss my cookies, pass out or shit my pants. Or go into cardiac arrest cause sometimes I forget how old I am ๐Ÿ˜‚.

Nervousness, aniexty, excitement are a few emotions I can currently pin point.. but then again I’ve been pretty scattered brain all day yesterday

๐Ÿค”I did have a latte instead of coffee this morning… I usually only have lattes on Sundays..

Guess I’ll see you guys on the other side ๐Ÿคž

Translating Identity Conference

The 15th annual Translating Identity Conference held at the University of Vermont in Burlington. 

This was my second one and I can honestly say even with my social aniexty I do enjoy these conferences. Being around trans, queers & allies in a safe environment is awesome. Again I was lucky enough to meet a bunch of awesome people and be introduced to cool organizations I were previously unaware of. 

I’m so excited to order from all these new companies and I can’t wait to show you guys demos on YouTube and write reviews here on my blog.

A special shout out to  http://www.gc2b.co for being an awesome company I hope to see you at another conference ! Make sure to check out their binders available in a variety of sizes in half and full styles and now come in nude/flesh colors !

Some of the products in line for reviews are a fairly new and a bit unorthodox binding* company called “Shapeshifters”. An awesome clothing an apparel company; “Inciting Defiance” featuring an awesome line of handmade graphic T shirts. You can also order custom pins, magnets, light switch covers, appreciation cards and so much more. “Rocket Erotic” offers a full array of sex toys including dildos, collars & chains, vibrators and harnesses; as well as several different books. 

There are so many other great companies, organizations and people there I apologise if I left anyone out. It’s already been a 12hr day and I have about 5hrs of travel time back to New York. I wanted to blog while everything was still relatively fresh in my mind. Ha ha… relatively.

Thank you to the University of Vermont for hosting the conference. Being knowledgeable and having gender neutral restrooms was excellent. 

Can’t wait till the next conference !

-Iman

Trip To Vermont #TranslatingIdentityConferenceย 

Hey guys, gals and everything again in between.

Today I am on the road, on my way to Vermont for the Transcending Identities Conference. It’s about a 5hr drive from upstate NY but it is already proving to be an awesome adventure. Road trip with my co-workers/friends bringing Gendercat from NY to VT!!!!

We should be arriving in town tonight, hopefully in time to catch an open karaoke bar ha ha.

This is my first road trip in forever and I am super excited to be going to my second Trans conference. I look forward to see all the organizations there and meet some awesome new queer folks.

Here’s a recap of my last conference attended:

Hopefully I am able to combine all the footage and publish a recap video for this conference by Monday.
VERMONT HERE I COME!!!

Well hello for the 3rd time, NYC

 

I don’t know how I keep ending up coming back to this place ๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿพโ€โ™‚๏ธ but at least I don’t live here anymore.

Feels so good to say that ๐Ÿ˜

Sooo my return trip was a straight shot. One other pick up but not a single layover. Ended up back almost an hour early. Awesome right? Yea until I take the wrong train going the wrong way and totally fuck my life. No big deal reminds me of the first time out here last year attempting to catch the train by myself.

So long story short I took my jet lagged irritated ass topside and just caught a cab from Manhattan to the Bronx.

The cab ride is somewhat bitter sweet….

The fact that I can once again afford cabbies from Manhattan to the Bronx gives me heart palpitations. I’m throwing myself a congratulatory party since I totally deserve it.

I really don’t want to stress out and over analyze everything like I normally do so my goal is to relax , stay calm & remember everything is under control because I am in control.

Yea easier said then done.

A city called Ithaca, A village named Dryden.

 

Everything was a complete success!

๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ *tears of joy because I haven’t made that statement in over a year.

Ahh the homely town of Ithaca, NY… where do i start???…

For my fellow New Orleanians I would best describe Ithaca as 60% Metairie & 40% the country. (Y’all know what I mean when I say country) *Lutcher, Gramercy, St James etc

New Yorkers of course probably know how upstate NY is.

And for the rest of the world I would just say it’s a small town๐Ÿคท๐Ÿพโ€โ™‚๏ธ

The village of Dryden. Yes, population “village”. Few miles and a couple minutes away from downtown Ithaca. Little more out there a little more quiet & a little more country. Population wise this is probably the smallest area I have ever stayed in. Nevertheless I feel like this could be exactly what I need. ๐Ÿ™ƒ

So Monday afternoon I saw 2 different places. The first one was terrible. The house itself, was super nice. The landlord & neighbors not so much. Eh. Long story short as a POC I knew that the wasn’t the best choice ๐Ÿ™„.

That bummed me out for a few minutes. I was so excited I just knew I was going to find the perfect spot on the first day, first try. The next destination; of course, appeared that it was going to be the same prejudice. I mean honestly it was from the patrons when I walked into the bar/restaurant. (Oh yes btw I live directly above a bar/restaurant & also a barbershop, haha)

I’m not the type to just turn around and leave when I get the whole “where did this little black boy come from look?”. The first place was different I was getting all these weird “Get Out” time of vibes from the cat lady type landlord. That was just too many red flags.

I was determined to find something on my second try. Come to find out everyone there is super nice and super caring about their tenants ๐Ÿ˜. So I viewed the quiet studio apartment and was I more than surprised. I found my home. Perfect size. Right location. Reasonable Rent. Plus only 16 steps down stairs to an alcoholic beverage. Immediately leaving the apartment I emailed the leasing manager that I had been contacting for the past week. She did not respond immediately ๐Ÿ˜•. I chalked it up to here being busy which she had advised of prior. Still no response after we left the office from a long day’s work. Now I’m getting a little worried. However I still keep my spirits high. Went about the rest of my evening and semi forgot I was waiting on an email.

 

The next day…

So I get to work in the morning ready to jump right back in from where we left off the afternoon before. My boss asked if I had heard anything back and then I got anxious and by 11am I was making telephone calls.

So I finally got a hold of someone and explained that their space was absolutely perfect. Of course it was the normal proof of income, references, background check yada yada. Definitely was not doing a background check. Because ignorance is bliss ๐Ÿ˜‚. I had a whole list of “references” I was creating. Shout outs to those who answered the call ! โœŠ๐Ÿพ I step outside to smoke not more that 15 from speaking with the property manage I received a return call. Before I had a sent off the email of acquired “references”

#success

So 2 hrs later (if that long) I’m doing the move in walk through. Rent receipt & keys in hand I felt so fulfilled. ๐Ÿ˜ The last year of traveling has been so unforgiving.

Right back to work not skipping a beat some where during the work day I almost forgot that I still have to go back to NYC to gather my measly belongings ๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿพโ€โ™‚๏ธ. Called it an early work and I’m still on a mental high. Even as I type this blog it all feels so surreal.(not sure if that’s word I’m looking for, working on 3hrs of sleep)

So now that I’ve FINALLY got everything under control all that’s left is to tie up loose ends and pack and my new life can begin.

See you in a few hours NYC!!!

 

Apartment Hunting!!!

It’s currently “too damn early to be up” o’clock.

And once again I am on the road ๐Ÿ˜

This time I am heading to Ithaca, New York; to check out some apartments. I’ve been frantically trying to gather information and schedule days and times to view prospective apartments since my return from philly last weekend.

It’s about a 4hr ride from Manhattan to Ithaca; greyhound style. All I want to do right now is nap.

I was able to get some sleep last night somehow and the anxiety didn’t kick in and wake me up till about 1am …yayy

Just my luck I ended up sitting in front of two underage college strangers that want to get to know each other’s whole life story on this greyhound๐Ÿ™„ I don’t know what’s worse the blonde chewing her gum or this guys accent ๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿพโ€โ™‚๏ธ

Anyways….

Keeping my fingers crossed ๐Ÿคž๐Ÿพ that hopefully I find reasonable accommodations today because I would loathe having to come back 2 & 3 times just to apartment hunt.
I learned first hand from Houston, Tx that no matter how much cash you have finding a suitable apartment can sometimes be a long winded game of chess.

The sooner I find a place the sooner I can settle in and the sooner I can begin my dream job.

Think I’ll take a nap for a little while and dream of all the good things to soon come.

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…For live videos and updates from my journey to Ithaca New York.

I’ll be back shortly !

Travel jitters

 

Well it’s been almost a year since I last hopped a bus, train or plane & I seem to have a case of the butterflies.
Philadelphia is a place I haven’t yet been so I am overly anxious to add another notch on my belt. Also the weekend break from NYC will be much appreciated.

What better way to pass a two hour bus ride than to blog ๐Ÿ˜Š.

I am traveling from New York to Philadelphia to attend my first Philly TransHealth conference. I will be going as an official representative from project Freedom Underground / Free Ky. I am also attending to meet and sit with the Creator & Owner of GenderCat. Not to mention all the information and knowledge at my fingertips while I am there.

This is the first conference I have ever attend and I am definitely feeling a mixture of emotions. But over all I’m excited and I can’t wait for the experience.

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68 things I miss about home

 

  1. Arguing over whose turn it is to go to the “candy lady”. One of the few instances where “not it” does not imply. Usually based on seniority or in some clear cut cases “I went last time” is sufficient enough
  2. Crawfish, Crawfish, Crawfish. As a kid (before I knew how to peel them) I could inhale at least 6lbs. Now as an adult I rarely ate more a pounds. But what I wouldn’t give for one of the little small ones.
  3. Hot sauce. No REAL hot sauce. Never really realize how much you take Crystals for granted until you no longer have access to it.
  4. Knowing everyone. It used to be sooo annoying. Now I understand the meaning of stranger danger.
  5. Snowballs. Yes I originally thought snowballs in the Chinese rice boxes were nationwide. Apparently not.
  6. “Hows ya mom’n’dem?” Translated : “How is your mother and your family doing?” Knowing that if you told ya momma “so-n-so” asked about her is going to trigger a long speech but you do it anyways.
  7. The “Neutral Grounds”. To most people around the world it is called a “median” , but to us it’s a parking spot, a place in the shade to wait for a bus or the best spot to catch the parade.
  8. Winn-Dixie. No not the book, the actual store.
  9. Nights on the lakefront. Some place have beaches others have piers. But give me 5 cans of Off bug spray and meet me on the lake for a crawfish boil.
  10. Normal size bugs. If you’ve been to places like Texas or Arizona then you definitely know what I’m talking about.
  11. Complaining about the RTA. Yea we’ve all cussed out that bus or street car driver that saw us running an still pulled off.
  12. Raising Canes. One word: CANES SAUCE.
  13. Jazzland. Or sixflags if you came along after the 90s. Or an abandoned forgotten amusement park if you didn’t get here till the 2000s
  14. Hurricane season. Yes Katrina basically killed my childhood and ruined my life. But nothing was more bittersweet than seeing your school on the “schools closed” list
  15. Hot sausage poboy. Or any poboy for that matter. Shrimp, oyster, fish, ham n cheese. As long as your French bread ain’t stale “lemme get two”
  16. Mardi Gras holidays. Wasn’t until I was about 15 that I realized that this was a holiday on found in New Orleans.
  17. The Superdome. And nooooo not the fancy “Mercedes Benz Superdome” we have now but the original one.
  18. The Twin Span. Why I miss this I don’t know. Crossing that damn bridge was always the longest 2 days of my life.
  19. Second Line Sunday’s. Most likely accompanied by gun shots, fights and NOPD. But the injuns always did they thing.
  20. Tulane & Broad. Lol naw just kidding. I really don’t miss that place.
  21. Having a Pa-Ran & a Teedie instead of godparents. I never knew that’s what that meant but ok.
  22. Manchu’s. Some people say they was in there cooking rats and pigeons , dogs and cats. All I know it that you can pull leftover Manchu’s out the fridge and eat it cold and it still be off the chain.
  23. Buku. The amount of shit I get for using that word any where but home is ridiculous. It’s freaking French you morons. It means a lot.
  24. Getting the piece of king cake with the baby in it. As a kid it’s a wonderful thing, as a parent it’s usually about $25.50.
  25. Morris Bart. Never actually had to call him for anything. But I remember his commercials clear as day. One call, that’s all.
  26. NOPD. Siiiiiiiiiiikeeee. Naw it was just a joke. They can kiss my whole ass !
  27. Audubon Zoo. What a way to spend a Sunday. Btw I heard they finally finished the new Elephant enclosure.
  28. Daiquiris. And I mean real New Orleans original daiquiris. From the daiquiris shop.
  29. Canal St. yea it’s a pain to work downtown. But on a boring low budget Saturday night “Canal St.” seems like buku fun.
  30. Mardi Gras. Also known as Fat Tuesday, also known as a holiday week to get fucked up.
  31. Big shot. Surprise surprise. Look at the bottle , you won’t find them anywhere else ; sadface.
  32. Hurricane Doppler Radar. Bob Breck greatest meteorologist of all time. Let’s argue.
  33. Taking Broad. From the east through gentilly to get downtown because the interstate is packed.
  34. Tchopitullis. I don’t really miss it. It’s just going to be funny to see other people try to pronounce it.
  35. The Riverwalk. Everything is always 60% off , they validate your parking & the view is perfect for a smoke session.
  36. Bourbon St. At first it was really cool. Then it got really lame. Now we avoid it at all cost.
  37. -eaux. Knowin that this sounds like “oh”. Geaux tigers! Geaux saints. Yo mommas a heaux.
  38. Gumbo. Apparently can’t everyone make gumbo. Never knew that.
  39. No open container laws. We probably have them but shit nobody cares. If you’re old enough carry on.
  40. Being a legal adult at 17. Don’t know, but it was pretty cool to say when I was 17.
  41. Catfish fridays. Everyone knows about red beans Monday but what you know bout that Friday fish fry.
  42. “Ya herd meh?!” Sometimes it’s a question. Sometimes it’s a statement. But it’s always said every other fifth word. Jus go with it.
  43. Free Cable. Cause you have that one cousin that works for Cox but looks out for you cause you fam.
  44. Callin yo people to come turn yo lights back on. Cause it’s Friday and Entergy be tripping.
  45. Q93. From way back in the day when they did the 9 o’clock props. To current where we still listen longer to Q93.
  46. Cajuns. Which one ? It doesn’t matter as long as you bring me back a smoked sausage.
  47. Rouses / Ross’ . When ya moms holla she going to the store did you want anythin and you don’t know whether to tell her some snacks or some socks.
  48. Flipping over a Jazzy Pass. Is it expired? Is it brand new? You don’t know but those purple zigzag made your heart skip a beat.
  49. The head. Downtown? Need Bud? Go check by the head them dudes prolly got it
  50. Unc/Teedie. A sign a respect that can often be misunderstood if said unc or teedie has yet come to terms wit their age.
  51. Cold drinks. Not fuckin SODA. Not fuckin POP. Not a fucking BEER. A “cold drink”. Only in New Orleans can ” a hot cold drink” make sense.
  52. Grass. I used to complain about not having side walk in certain parts of the city. But after living in this concrete jungle I’ll be fine if I never see another sidewalk in my life.
  53. Random festivals. Beignet festival. Crawfish festival. Strawberry festival. Tomatoe festival. You name it, we have a festival for it.
  54. Everything is pickled. Pickled okra. Pickled meat. Pickled eggs. Pickled pig feet. Pickled pig lips.
  55. And you can’t forget the hot pickle in a bag. No words needed. Just pass me a bag of hot cheetos.
  56. One ways. Making 3 rights or backing down up the street. Both has the same outcome. One takes patience the other takes skill.
  57. Governor/Mayor. I don’t miss them clowns. Just thought I’d point out the Bobby Jindal & Mitch Landrieu have made more empty promises than most New Orleans would like to recall.
  58. The weather. Just like the people it’s bipolar as hell. Start your day off wearing a jacket, if you have it on by lunch you’re definitely facing a heat stroke. And who could forget walking to the end of your driveway in the morning to check the weather.
  59. The highrise. I’ve lived in the east all my life but that Danzinger bridge has made countless people late for work for decades now. How does it take 30 mins to go over one bridge at 8am on week day !!!
  60. Oak trees. Cypress trees. Pine trees. Magnolia trees….need I really say more?
  61. Faulty pumping stations. No I don’t miss these but for some reason they still exist tho, go figure
  62. People telling me ” I’mย  trippin ” while I’m sitting down. Now there’s always bugs or some shit. Or I’m in the wilderness. These niggas be tripping.
  63. Christmas in the Oaks. I wouldn’t say not as much fun as a kid; just a different type of fun. You’re never to old to “ohh” and “aaah” at pretty Christmas lights
  64. Bored pull out the grill. If there’s one way to find something to do on a Friday afternoon grab a 12 pack , pull out the grill and watch the games begin.
  65. The smell of fresh cut grass. Never realized how the little things you notice when they are gone.
  66. A simple nod. A welcoming gesture of the south. Nod up if you know them, nod down if you don’t. But everyone gets a nod! Southern hospitality.
  67. The 12 Yats of Christmas. It’s like no one else in the world knows “Santa and his reign deer used to live right here”.
  68. Genes poboy. Best sandwich in the world !! Enough said

10 months of wearing a crown…

Yes I am back again to complain about my hair…๐Ÿ™„

Almost a year and it feels like I’ve been fighting with this hair for over a decade. It’s been over 6 weeks since I’ve had a valid set of braids and it’s been an experience to say the least. Fortunately for me I have had enough growth to wear a man bun for almost the last 2 and a half months. With the help of a blow dryer of course cause the skrinkage is all too real.
It is however with a heavy heart that I announce that I will be permanently retiring my man bun approaching my 26th birthday.
Ironically enough I will be indulging in a new hair journey “waves 2018”
Some what of a new feat for me but not completely. If you personally know me then you know I’ve had low Caesar with waves before. I never took the time to train or maintain my waves they just kind of happened, so now I’m curious to see what will happen with a little effort. Way more excited for the big chop x2 then I am for actually basically growing my hair out all over again but I do enjoy picking up new habit ; even tho I rarely finish things.
So stay tuned for a recap of this year’s hair journey & the next journey to come…