Sneak Preview from You, Me, Us, Them – The Cougar

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Check Out Mzterious @ the All Thick to BBW Strip Club Event

What's woody wood, family?

I've taken a break from blogging, but I have a gang of joints to post in this piece

My born day month is October...

...and I'm finna go bezerk with the blogs next month

Until then, check out the All Thick to BBW Strip Club Event on Sunday, November 6th @ Angels Gentlemens Club in Queens, NY

CLICK HERE to peep the promo video of Mzterious, one of the thickalicious ladies who will be in attendance

For more info, check out www.NotinButtAss.blogspot.com

Peace and Afro Grease

Nah'Sun the Great @ www.nahsunblaze.com

2015 Exxxotica New Jersey RECAP

Coolin with porn legend Ron Jeremy

What's woody wood, grasshoppers?

Long time, no vibe?

I'm in the midst of revising Thick Girls and the Guys Who Love Them before sending the manuscript to the editor...the work is tedious, but I love it...patience is key, baby

Anyway, a few weeks ago I took a trip to the Exxxotica Expo in Edison, New Jersey...I met up with folks I already knew were there...shout out to Mount Vernon and his lady, Juicee...and also my guy Preach whom I hung out with pretty much the whole night

But to be honest with you, I only went to see one person...

...Cherokee D'Ass

Shorty was mad cool...REAL down to earth...I took flicks with her and waited until the expo ended to chop it up with her for a few minutes...I even gave her a complimentary copy of In the Thick of Things

I couldn't speak with her while we took pics because of the constant flow of guys surrounding her like sharks

It's all good, tho...shit happens...after flickin' it up with her, I checked out the exhibitors and saw some goodies

I wasn't buying shit, tho...

...I just wanted to see Cherokee

I did peep the Beautiful Big Women of BBW Camhouse representin' hard for their crew

Shout out to Bi Marley, Skyler Blu Jai and the rest of the thick and juicy ladies

Aaaowwwnnn

Oh yeah, nuff respect to Rock Da Icon...

...I chopped it up with the homie, too

Mad cool and down to earth

I peeped a few cuties in the joint...most of them were in the adult industry...the vanilla (non-industry) chicks either were "okay" looking or came with their dudes

All in all, I wouldn't mind going again next year...I might go on a Friday (the opening night) instead of Saturday just to change things up...I most definitely had fun

And one more thing...

...the industry beef between BBW Camhouse and Spicee Cajun is hilarious

There's money for everybody, and it's bad enough that society in general doesn't view BBW adult entertainment as the upper echelon of the industry

Everybody gotta stay focus instead of engaging in bullshit

Real talk

I don't think the cat fighting is that serious...just shit talkin' here and there...I'm pretty sure the ladies ain't dumb enough to fuck up their reputation and money over pettiness

I'll fuck the shit outta Bi-Marley and Spicee Cajun, tho...I'm talkin' 'bout straight up Hulk smash...maybe we should have a threesome as a way for the two ladies to literally kiss and make up

And on that note, I'm out

Peace and Afro Grease

Nah'Sun the Great @ www.nahsunblaze.com

Me and Preach with Cherokee

12 Days of X-Mas Sale

*** Special Announcement ***

I'm in the holiday spirit...

...and decided to price eBooks in the THICK series for .99 cents for 12 Days

Sale ENDS December 26th

(See Comment below for Nook/Kindle links)

* Thick When the Chances are Slim

Kindle ---> http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00NIDWOS2

Nook ---> http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/thick-when-the-chances-are-slim-nahsun/1120421425?ean=2940150716698


* Thick in the Nick of Time


Kindle ---> http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00NUPAIKE

Nook ---> http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/thick-in-the-nick-of-time-nahsun/1120555102?ean=2940150576919


* In The Thick of Things


Kindle ---> http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00NN50QLM

Nook ---> http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/in-the-thick-of-things-nahsun/1120481436?ean=2940150547834

Peace

Nah'Sun @ www.nahsunblaze.com

Pastor Tells Women to Strip on the Beach to Get Husbands

What's woody wood, grasshoppers?

I could've sworn I seen this photo from somewhere

Anyway, if this is true...

...this man is the biggest pimp on the planet

Freak Freak, ya'll

And it don't stop

Peace and Afro Grease

Nah'Sun the Great @ www.nahsunblaze.com

THICK book series is NOW AVAILABLE on Kindle

What's woody wood, grasshopper?

All my books in the THICK series are now on the eBook format...

...Kindle through Amazon 

Yes, I've finally crossed the burning sands of eBook Nation

Enjoy your mental orgasm and bust a few nuts for me

Click here to order THICK 1

Click here to order THICK 2

Click here to order THICK 3

Peace

Nah'Sun the Great @ www.nahsunblaze.com

Speed Dating with Curvy Girls

I caught the short end of the stick...

...yep, they caught The Great One slippin'

Date Curves held a speed dating event this past Summer for the taping of the Curvy Girls reality show now airing on the NuVo TV and Hulu websites...the women outnumbered the men (as normal) at the event, and 3 of the 4 stars of the show attended...I saw some cuties at the event but didn't take any of them serious

Curvy Girls is pretty much the full figured version of Sex in the City that follows the lives of Denise, Rosie, Lornalitz and Ivory on their wild quest for fashion model stardom

What I DID know was that the camera crew taped the speed dating event for a reality show held @ The West 3rd Common in lower Manhattan NYC scheduled for a Fall release

What I DIDN'T know was that the show was gonna portray the guys @ the event as losers who weren't worth Lornalitz's and Ivory's time on some "lookin' for love in the wrong place" type shit

In all fairness, I trashed Lornalitz (she bored me) and Ivory (for BitchAssNess) when the camera crew interviewed me after my speed dating rounds with them...what's strange is that they picked me to post-interview about what I thought of the girls out of all the guys there...funny shit 

I thought Ivory and Lornalitz had IQs of cucumbers

What's fucked up is that the show edited out my roasting of them in the post-interview...Hahahahaha

Instead the producers, directors or whoever was in charge of the episode made it seem like the guys at the speed dating joint were flunkies and poo-butts (old school term for loser)

And you know what...

I took it like a sport

All in all, I had fun...would I do it again???

HECKY YEAH!!!

You only live once...and the "let's make these guys turn out to be losers" editing of the episode is funny to me and taught me a valuable lesson:

Never allow anyone control your image and how you're portrayed

Shit...I'm a good lookin' loser...the brother rockin' the grey suit with the matching hat is yours truly...Ivory and Lornalitz should've been lucky to inhale the same molecules I'm breathing

I'll fuck the dog shit outta Rosie and Denise, tho...they can get this work...real talk

I didn't see Rosie that night and Denise wasn't there

By the way...

...I wasn't serious in the segment with Ivory (I said my name was Ebony for cryin' out loud)...hell, I wasn't serious the whole night...it's a reality show...I was just foolin' around on some goof ball shit

It is what it is

*makes animal noises*

Go straight to the 15-minute mark of the show if you don't feel like watching the entire episode

Aight ya'll...I'm out

Peace

Nah'Sun the Great

P.S.

Shout out to the makers of Curvy Girls and everybody involved in the project for showcasing plus size/full figured women in a beautiful light...much love

P.S.S

Speaking of big girls...check out my interview with OOSA Book Club by clicking http://oosaonlinebookclub.com/?page_id=1737

Click here to watch the Nude Attitude episode from your phone if the video below isn't working

If it Ain't Thick...It Ain't Right

Me and founder of Curves...Larry Love

It’s been a long time…since I left you…without a dope blog to step to

I’m half way done with Thick in the Nick of Time…aka THICK 2…the book is taking my time away from blogging…now I’m back better than ever

Last Saturday I hit up a hotel party @ the Meadowlands with the good folks at Curves BBW (Big Beautiful Women for the slow muh’fuckas)…that was after I got lost taking the New Jersey transit…FUCK!

I took the NJ transit from NY Penn Station to transfer for the train to Kingsland at Secaucus…to make a long re-routing short, I hopped on the wrong train with a buncha soccer fiends heading toward MetLife Stadium to watch Brazil vs. Argentina


 
The conductor helped a brother out by taking me back to Secaucus free of charge…I had to wait for an hour until the next train arrived

I didn’t see any Brazilian dimes on the train to the Meadowlands…the conductors told me they saw a few…I guess I gotta hit up Brazil and see for myself

Aaaaaah yes…Carnival @ Rio De Janiero…I gotta step up my Portugese so I won’t be a fish outta water if I do hit that up

I finally got to the hotel after walking 20 minutes from the Kingsland stop…I probably lost 10 pounds in the process…that walk ain’t no hoe…but hey, I loved the exercise amidst sweating like after-sex


 
The pool party was cool…got the chance to politic with DJ Ricky Rick and Larry Love

Ricky Rick and I chopped it up about how Cubans felt about Fidel Castro (Rick's Cuban American)…I don’t have knowledge about Castro’s reign in “Coo-ba”…that’s why I love hearing different points of views about the country

What’s funny is that I get conflicting views about Castro…Cuban Americans generally don’t like Castro while Latinos outside of “Coo-ba” favor him for the most part…I think that’s an interesting dynamic

Okay, enough with the socio-politics…the pool water was cold as hell, and I bounced before it rained…I did get my drink on, though…heh heh

Taking a quick nap after the pool party energized me for the Lual party


 
I got up around 11pm to shower, got suited and booted, and hit up the party…I purposely rested through the Heat/Celtics game…I didn’t wanna watch Boston lose…they should’ve never taken Game 6 for granted by not crushing the Heat at the Garden when given the chance…Oh well, shit happens

Speaking of crushed, I’m sure Pacquiao feels like shit after the judges robbed him without a gun and fucked him without Vaseline…I don’t like Pac-roids, but dude clearly WON the fuckin’ fight against Bradley

I think the fight was fixed like a car outta the mechanic shop…um, I take that back…a lot of mechanics don’t know what the hell they’re doing

Anyway, you get the point



Ricky Rick, Evon, and Larry did a good job by showing the fight on the projector screen in the ballroom while blending the music and the sounds from the tube together…after the fight, I danced a bit and got my two-step on

I also caught up with some head olds and met some newbies

Mari, Me, and Madinah

Not a lot of people booked rooms @ the hotel that night…I think I was one of the few who did…trains from New Jersey to NYC don’t run after a certain time…and since the party had ended around 2am (Jersey sucks for that), I booked a room

Eh, no biggie…I read a book to keep myself company in the hotel lobby before hitting the sack with Law and Order on TNT serving as background noise…that show has become an unofficial ritual for me to fall out to whenever I call it a night on road trips

And no, I didn’t bring a woman back to the room to fuck…it wasn’t that type of party…at least for me

Anyway…I had fun…chopped it up with some newbies as well as catching up with a few of my readers…shouts out to Gi Gi, Karen and Deborah aka Lucy

Peace

Nah’Sun the Great

She Showed Me Her Tattoo

I’m baaaaaaaaaaaack
 
Well…briefly
 
Last Saturday I needed to get out the house…the original plan was to bang out a few chapters of Thick in the Nick of Time…the warm weather made me lazy…and plus, I’m not the most creative person when I feel like I’m forced to do something
 
So I hit up the 12 Plus Entertainment party @ Diva Lounge in SOHO Manhattan (that means South Of HOuston Street for you Non-New Yorkers) 

Houston Street in Manhattan is not pronounced like the city “Use-Ton”…it’s pronounced “House-Ton”  

12 Plus is a promotional party for thick and sexy women and guys who love them…I swooped by and passed out bookmarks of THICK
 
As I passed out bookmarks, one thing I noticed is that older women are more likely to keep the bookmarks than women under 30…chicks under 30 usually just sit the flyers down on the table or drop them on the floor…I’m not offended by that because I actually had people pick up the bookmarks and hit me up on Facebook 

I just know NOT to give young broads bookmarks…even something simple as passing out flyers is a marketing strategy
 
I was one of the few dudes among scores of women at the party as Ke’Na, the promoter, was happy to see another guy come through
 
And once again, I was suited and booted


 
My get-up attracted this young lady playing poker on her phone by the bar…I eased up on shorty and teased her about playing games on the phone at the freakin club 


ME: What’s your name?
 
GIRL: Do you wanna know my model name or my real name?
 
ME: (looks at her with one eyebrow lifted) C’mon, girl. I wanna know your real name
 
GIRL: (gives me her real name)…my model name is Paw Print

 
Then she proceeds to show me her tat


 
Shorty from Jersey was bout it bout it with hers…no hate from me
 
She said there weren’t enough guys at the party (True), and she needed to keep herself occupied (False)…I say false because a party is what you make it unless it’s extremely wack to the 5th power…the 12 Plus party was good enough for folks to enjoy themselves
 
The DJ was on point and the drinks were good and cheap…we even formed a Soul Train line later in the night…NICE!
 
Paw Print would later show me the “lustful” tat on her thigh


 
Once again…no hate from ya boy…me likey 

I chopped it up her between the times I passed out bookmarks 

Dancing with this other chick I know made me miss a fight between two chicks by the front door

Make a short story shorter, these Spanish chicks came through the party and violated…one of them put up a middle finger in the background of a picture taken by another group of girls and all hell broke loose after that

That’s the story I got *shrugs*
 
Half the club dipped out after that scuffle…I don’t blame them…but hey, I wasn’t gonna let that ruin my night
 
I’ll hit up another 12 Plus party again…the promoters were cool peoples...a MAJOR PLUS...I heard the party that they threw last month was packed…that didn’t matter to me as long as I get out the house and inhale some fresh NYC polluted air

I hate crowded clubs anyway

Aight ya’ll…I’m out

Hotep!
 
Nah’Sun

The Making of Thick 2 Book Cover

Uh oh…it’s that time again

It’s that time to break down the book cover process…I’m gonna make this brief…Arm wrestling with the hands of time is draining …heck, I’m surprised I have time to draw up this blog

The show MUST go on

Aight…so I wanted a frontal image of a plus size woman…the illustrator for the original Thick book was missing in action for whatever reason

Shout out to Zach…where ever you are…hope all is well with you

Not getting a response from Zach through email had led me to hit up another secret weapon…Joshua…

I was kinda hard on Zach during the process of my Nah’Sun logo and the book cover to the original Thick…but hey…I want my shit done right and exact on the strength of how I see things

Make a long explanation short, I told my new illustrator, Joshua, what I envisioned for the one week assignment…he drew up a quick skeleton before going all the way in

  

That’s the skeleton of the original figure…Joshua felt that the woman needed more attitude…I’m not the type to put a lid on my illustrator's creative juices…so I let him do his thing

I fell back and wondered what he’d cooked up

He came up with…

The drawing was dope…I told him to take out the purple in the hair and parts of the body because this is the ORANGE BOOK of the series…Thick When the Chances are Slim is known as the RED BOOK

I’m tailoring my book covers of the Thick series to the Chakra…I might talk about the Chakra in a later blog when I have more time on my hands

Anyway…I told Joshua to take out the purple, and take out the black lines that separate the body parts…WIDER HIPS was also needed

Yep…I love wide hips…POW!

The changes were on point…I wanted a spaced out background…since the woman is the Queen of the Universe, I thought an orange spaced out background was fitting for her existence on earth (the black grass in the bottom of the book represents the earth)

I wanted the book to have an orange theme for the background…he went back to the drawing board and came up with…

Too red

Aight, chill…no worry

I told money about the red background…stubborn minds led to this…

Leave it to me to help out the sport...this version kinda reminds me of Storm from the X-Men

I didn’t wanna stress my guy over a minor (but major) part of the illustration…it’s not about getting angry or panicking over the small stuff…it’s about helping those who are helping you

The old saying of “one hand washes the other” when you’re on a team is perfect for a great outcome instead of acting like a dick at the first sign of trouble

I searched around for some orange coloring I wanted for the background…I found a few and sent the 3 bottom photos for him to work with

Color for the author header block

Shading of the background

main color

He thanked me for the alley oop and slam dunked my vision for the background

Heads kept asking me “what’s her race?” because of the heavy facial features on the drawing…Joshua faded out the facial features to leave her vague…He also used blends and shadings to separate the body parts instead of black lines to make the drawing appear more artsy

The black lines would’ve restricted the flow of the illustration…he obliged and cooked up…

The Finish Product

That’s what I’m talkin’ 'bout

As you can see, coming up with a book cover that reflects my original intent is a process itself…I’m not a believer of slapping anything on the cover just for the hell of it

I treat my book covers like artists back in the day treated their albums

And guess what???

The book cover ACTUALLY has something to do with the story...SHOTS FIRED!!!

Aight, ya’ll…I’m Audi 9G

Peace

Nah’Sun

If You Suck...We All Gone Suck (Lick-Her License)

Last Saturday I hit up a party in Newark, New Jersey hosted by BABS social club

BABS (short for Big And Beautiful) throw big girl parties on the East Coast…primarily in Jersey

The tailor didn’t have my new gray and blue pinstripe suit ready for the weekend…I was kinda tight…so I rocked the same shit I wore @ Club Element the week before and STILL kept my fresh on point

I breezed to Jersey with a homegirl who shall remain nameless to protect her guilt…I say protect her guilt because shorty doesn’t know how to hold her liquor…we’ll get to that later

We got there after midnight…and not for nothin’, the party was jumpin…the joint was WILD

A lollipop contest was held on stage…selected chicks had to get on their knees to suck these long ass lollipops between dudes’ legs…from a distance they were suckin dick, but nope…they sucked lollipops

Quite interesting if you ask me 

On Your Mark...

Get set...

GO!!!

I thought about not posting the pics…but fuck it…mad people flashed camera phones along with a film crew capturing the sucking contest

I snagged some footage of my own …I’m keepin’ that to myself…heh heh

Um...yeah...soooo...I made HISTORY that night in all my years of clubbin...
 

A) I didn't have the urge to drink to have a GOOD time

B) Baggin numbers from the honeydips isn't important as it was in the past

C) I didn't feel the need to dance with a chick to complete my night

And most importantly…

D) NO ONE said I looked like Neyo with the fedora (It gotta be the beard)


Maybe I’m turning a new leaf…or maybe I’m tired of doing A, B and C @ the club just to have a good time…sometimes sitting back and soaking in the scene is sometimes better than participating

I’m not a prude…not in a long shot…I just hate routines…I get bored easily

Now back to the lady friend…

After weeks of calling me a light weight, she drunk more than she could handle…I forgot what she drunk, but I knew the drinks weren’t Kool-Aid based on my reaction when she told me

Oh yeah…one of her drinks was a Long Island Iced Tea…she drunk more because she didn’t feel the initial buzz 

Um…everybody and their mamas know LI Iced Teas are silent killers

We left around 3 in the morning passing out bookmarks of my novel Thick When the Chances are Slim (still grindin’)

While passing out bookmarks, I saw dudes campaigning for numbers from women…some were mackish about their shit while others were thirsty as hell by cup caking

Cup cakin' means to hug up on a chick you barely know

After passing out bookmarks we drove back to NYC safely…she drove…I hate driving…not a lot of cars cruised on the streets and we didn’t get pulled over…she threw up during the last leg of the car ride before calling it a night

Watching women vomit from liquor is funny…especially shit talkers

Aight ya’ll…I’m Audi

Peace

Nah’Sun

Suck on

Getting Over a Rejection for Dummies

Before I start, I just wanna say fuck the Giants
 
Hectic isn’t the word to describe this week.
 
From setting up radio interviews for my novel Thick When the Chances are Slim to interviewing others for the blog site and other things that don’t fit in a 24-hour span, there’s never a dull moment in the life of mine.
 
The weekend before this one I partied with the folks at Bigger and Better Thangs Entertainment…commonly known as BBT. They throw what many might call “big girl parties” in New York City.
 
The truth is that BBT parties at Abella’s, a restaurant/club located in lower Manhattan, is open to all shapes and sizes. The thick and sexy dominate BBT joints for the most part.
 
A comedy show kicked off before the partying. I skipped that. I wasn’t tryna hear ninja crack jokes
 
(“Ninja” is a fancier word for “nigga”…let’s move on)

The theme of the party was sports jersey night, particularly football. Fuck that. I got suited and booted.




 
This thick ass chick strutted out the club to her car. My crazy ass bopped toward her and told her to give me a hug.
 
And she did. Cool ass chick. I hate stuck up broads.
 
Turns out she's from Connecticut.
 
That makes sense...New York chicks normally wouldn't hug dudes they don't know out the blue.
 
Anyway...
 
We chopped it up a few seconds and I gave her a bookmark. She needed to change shoes and promised me a dance.
 
The dance was worth it…we took a flick together.





The long line didn’t bother me. I got inside 20 minutes after I got there. The bouncers denying the late arriving BBT promoters evoked a chuckled out of me. How do you get denied at your own joint?
 
Anyway...I caught my homeboy S tha Mogul leave the joint early from the side exit. He said the joint was bouncing. Hmmm…so I’m thinkin’ to myself, “Why the fuck you leavin’ so early?”
 
He was reluctant to tell me his reason…he claimed it wasn’t over a broad.
 
Oh well…more honeys for me.
 
Passing off bookmarks of THICK jumped off my first 15 minutes at the spot. I grind even when I’m supposed to relax. I saw this woman with an ass the size of Chicago waltzed toward the bathroom with her homegirl.
 
I waited in the hallway until she came out (I passed out bookmarks during that time)…I wanted to kick game at her.
 
Shorty came out and gave me the bullshit


 
ME: Hey, whassup? What’s your name?
 
GIRL (stops walking to turn around): (Says a name I forget)
 
ME: You enjoying yourself?
 
GIRL: Yeah, it’s okay
 
ME: Let me make you feel more than okay
 
GIRL: How you gonna do that?
 
ME: Give you all types of stimulation and good conversation
 
GIRL: How old are you?
 


Let me stop the dialogue right here.
 
Now fellas…whenever a chick asks you, “how old are you?” that means she’s giving you the Shit Test.
 
The Shit Test is when a chick asks you a question to determine whether she wants to deal with you. The “how old are you?” question is one of those.
 
I told her my age, and needless to say, she didn’t wanna fuck me with me after that


 
GIRL: I dated a young guy before. It didn't work out
 
ME: Me and the dude you dated are two different people
 
GIRL: What you do for work?


 
Aight…let me stop the dialogue again
 
Whenever a chick asks you, “What you do for work?” minutes into the conversation, that means 9 out of 10 times she’s a user. THAT particular question is the deal breaker for me.
 
I gave her a bookmark and briefly told her about my book amidst the loud ass music bouncing off the walls. I didn’t tell her that to please her considering I was promoting and spitting game at the same time. 



ME: I’m going to give you my phone number so you can get at me sometime
 
GIRL (puts bookmark in her purse): I’ll see you later tonight
 
ME: You better get me while the getting is good
 
GIRL: You better tell that to those fat bitches out there


 
Ouch!
 
Well…not for me…I thought her "fat bitches" comment was funny considering that some dudes might consider HER fat.
 
She switched that phat ass away from me like a rocking boat. I wasn’t hurt or sad at all. I’m seasoned enough to keep it moving. I wouldn’t even say it’s her lost because she never had me. She DID lose out on some elevation, though.
 
Now I’m gonna show ya’ll how to rebound from a rejection.
 
I saw this other shorty later on that night texting away on her phone. Poor fingers. They needed a break. So I gave them one.
 
She never saw me coming...I was straight guerilla on shorty...I stepped to her as her eyes latched on to her phone screen.


 
ME: Your phone ain’t right without my name and number
 
GIRL (laughs and leans toward me): How you gonna say my phone ain’t right without your name and number?
 
ME: Its just is. My name is King. What’s yours?
 
GIRL: Trina (yes, I actually remembered her name). How old are you? (gives the Shit Test)
 
ME: (I tells her my age)
 
GIRL: Okay, cool
 
ME (jokingly): Is that a problem?
 
GIRL (giggles): No, that’s not.
 
ME: Okay, cool. Let me give you my number so you can hit me up sometime


 
Then we exchange information. After we did that, I strolled off and did my thing.





You see, my people…don’t let a rejection fuck up your night…there’s PLENTY of fish in the sea….Michael Jordan didn’t make every game winning shot, and he STILL took those after missing them.
 
I danced and caught up with some familiar heads that night. What’s weird is that I don’t remember the songs the DJ played.
 
Then again, I think 98 percent of the music nowadays sucks ass. My subconscious mind did me a favor by allowing me to get my sip on while mingling.
 
The moral of this story is…
 
LIVE LIFE, HAVE FUN, AND DON’T SWEAT THE SMALL STUFF
 
Aight, ya’ll…I’m out
 
Peace
 
Nah’Sun the Great