Thursday, December 31, 2009

Sunday, December 27, 2009

Missing Grandma

I'm missing my Grandmother sooooo very much.

She taught me that anything that I want is mine. She loved all of us very much and her lesson was always that all my needs are already done.

Saturday, December 19, 2009

I Got It!!

If you didn't know I'm in a all male bookclub. Every year we usually have a Holiday Party for ourselves. This year our party was a lil different. Most times we'll have good music, food, lots of people and drankin! Just a fun time.

This year I decided to do something a little different. We played cards and we gambled. The game is called "I Got It". We had music, food, and lots of drankin but this time just a few people. About 12 people showed up. This is how the game is played. I think you and your friends will love it as much as we do.


Bring your change (You might want to bring some bills too if the pot gets too high. We weren't accepting any IOUs dammit). Each player puts in a coin. (We started off with dimes. You can play with any denomination you wish, from pennies to dollar bills) The Dealer deals two cards to each player. You then must determine if you think you have the highest cards in the group.

Note: Ace is the higest card. However, double any card in the deck will beat an Ace. ( 2 -two's, 2-sixes etc) So lets say 2 people think they have it. One person has an Ace and a 9. Another has an Ace and a 8. The Ace and 9 wins. If both of the players had double cards 2-twos and 2-sixes. The 2-sixes win because of course they are higher than the twos.

Once everyone has their cards the question is asked around the group one at a time to the left of the dealer. "Do you have it?" Each player responds whether they have it or not. If a player says he has it, do not reveal your cards until everyone has responded. Once everyone has responded, the 1st person to say they have it must show at least 1 card. The each person after stating they have it must do the same. (this is really for could reveal both cards at the same time.) Then the 2nd card is revealed and the one who has the highest of the two cards or doubles collects the pot.

The Pot:

Here's the kicker!! The players that said they had it, but didn't must anty up the amount of money that is in the current pot for the next hand.

1st round - 4 people paying for dimes the 1st pot would be 40 cents. 2 people said they had it. The looser(s) must anty up 40 cents and the other 3 players anty up 10 cents. The next pot is now 70 cents.

So lets say in the 2nd round the same thing happens only 2 say they have it. The looser must anty up for the next round 70 cents. (See how fast the pot rises?)

Don't be scared though because if everyone says they don't have it and it gets back to the dealer he can say that he has it and could win with cards that he would never say he had it with if not in that position. For instance the dealer could win with a 3 and a 7. Now would you want that to happen?? So if you want to have some fun over the holidays try I Got It.
Oh yeah, you know how people are always coming late to parties? If you've already started a game the newcomers can't get in until no one says they have it and the dealer wins by default. I say you can make up your own rules on that one.
Another thing we did was to take a break from the game every hour. You know, bathroom breaks, drink breaks, more food break, and smoking of cigarettes and otha thangs.

Monday, December 14, 2009

Happy Holidays

I know I haven't been posting lately. Year end work is nothing nice. However, I would be amiss if I didn't wish all of you a very Happy Holiday Season. May you all remain safe throughout the season and the coming year!!!

Sunday, November 29, 2009

The Holidays

The Holidays have crept up on us once again. I hope you all had a very Happy Thanksgiving.

Mine was good and I ate like it was my last supper. I still feel it. I'm not going to do the same thing for xmas. I promise myself that. I'm going to start working on me a lil more...physically that is. Wish me luck. I've had my gym bag with clothes in the truck of my car for about 2 months and have not once stepped into the state of the art gym that was built for employees in my office building.

Something about working out with co-workers all around just seems weird to me. I don't want to see none of them nekked and don't want them to see me either. Just too weird. I heard there's one guy in the office that chooses to wait til people are in the locker room to have a conversation and talks to them butt ass naked. Throwing up in my mouth just thinking about that.

I gotta work through that working out with other employee thing. I'm going to set a date for myself right after the month end garbage that I have to do.

Well I hope you all didn't eat as much as I did for Thanksgiving. I won't be doing that for Christmas! I mean it! LOL

Happy Holidays to all of you in blog world. Wishing you the best that the season and year has to offer. Make the best of everything that you experience. Let the experiences soak in with a positive light.

Monday, November 09, 2009

Questions Again

A newscaster and a great uncle

Really cried when my grandmother passed away.

3. Do you like your handwriting?



Oh yes - My best friend


uhhhh no

10. Favorite Oatmeal
None hate that slop

How else are you going to get them off. dumb question.

Yes I do.
McConnell's Cappucino Ice Cream....mmm

Their skin


My Height


Doesn't matter it's just something for people to think about.

Beige pants and brown shoes

Some crackers...I better eat a real meal soon.

Fran Dresher on the Wendy Williams Show


Clean ones

Some fool at work with a problem.

yeah, He aight

26. Any Sport
Track & gymnastics

Dark Brown

29. Do you wear contacts?

Thai and Soul food






I was going to say cherry pie...but then I had the red velvet cheese cake at the Cheesecake Factory...mmmmm

37. What book are you reading now?
The Help by Kathryn Stockett


Desparate Housewives

Ledisi Singing



I paint.



A few moments ago



Monday, November 02, 2009

No Words

No words describe how I felt about this performance other than the obvious. It made me feel like one of those times when you wish you could go back in time and make different decisions listening to this song and rendition. If I could go back to the time when Whitney sounded like this, I am sure my life would be somewhat different today. Makes you wonder what the turning point was when you end up going in that direction you now wish you could change.

Saturday, October 31, 2009

Happy Halloween Dammit!

I'm not one that goes to Halloween Parties a lot. However, this year I was kinda looking forward to it. I even got invited to 4 Halloween Parties!

Well no need for me to get all excited cuz I won't be going to any of them because of this damn month-end work that I have to do. I started the process at 9pm yesterday. The program took until 10:30 am this morning to complete. Then I have to run some reports on the data. Because this program is soooo crappy. It never picks up all the documents that it's supposed to. As it happens every F*$#ing month more than 1500 records have to be processed again. This took almost 4 hours and then still 1000 records still didn't run. Now I have to run these 1000 again. I'm sooo pissed about this mess. It has completely ruined my chance to have some fun on Halloween.

I'm writing on this blog while that bitchass program is running. Lawd let it take an hour. (wishful thinking)

Oh yeah I was going to be a Black Panther this year. I got the afro wig and errthang!

Anyway, Happy Hallo-damn-ween!!

Sunday, October 04, 2009

Mama Knows Best

Anyone that visits my blog knows that normally my post are related to Black Men. Sometimes a Black woman who can sing. Like Ledisi...I love you

Anyway I'm breaking that pattern for this. If you love music like I do I think you'll get goosebumps too.

On a social note why are we accepting the mediocre talent that the music industry puts out there with a hot beat to make a song hot but the singers really can't sing? I guess I know the answer...get a one hit wonder don't pay them much and get another one right after that. Real singers they'd have to pay for a long time and the expense would increase with their popularity. sigh what a world what a world...Wicked Witch of the East.

After Thought: I just found out the Jessica Cornish does have a record deal now with a U.S. Company. She's from the U.K. I'll be looking for her cd like crazy!

Saturday, September 26, 2009

T-Shirts and Art

As you know I like to get the word out about brothas I know who start their own businesses. Businesses of any kind. So check out CJ Juzang's ebay website. He is an artist and also some of his artwork he has put on t-shirts. Check him out if your interested in one of the shirts buy it!

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Monday, September 14, 2009

They Say

They say that whole Kanye thing was planned. Some crazy scheme to get him out a his record deal. Masterminded by Beyonce's father. Hmmm I don't know ..don't really care just know that they all need peace of mind.

Kanye Lost

Kanye West is lost. Who the hell does he think he is that he can speak for everyone. I think his behavior was completely inappropriate no matter what he thought about the results of the award. He offered an apology on his blog but who the F cares. Nigra you know you were wrong and if you can't see that you were wrong even when the muscles in your flat ass started to move to get out of your seat then you really gotta problem that requires intense psychoanalysis.

That's all I'm saying his behavior is not worth any future comment. See his weak ass apology by clicking the link below


Oh yeah!!! Beyonce gets KUDOS for her grace and generosity in giving Taylor her time. I guess the country girl does have some class and I'm glad to see it. Much respect to Beyonce!!!

Sunday, September 13, 2009

Good But

This video is good but for some reason I'm just not comfortable with it.

@ Yahoo! Video

Sunday, August 30, 2009

Stranded In The Motor City

The movie Precious is set to come out in November of this year. Precious from the book Push by Sapphire, looks at the struggles of a young girl living in the ghetto. In the book and movie you will see her march through the trials and tribulations of a life she did not choose. If you've read the book you know how moving the story is. To me Push takes you on a journey of life in the ghetto just like the book Native Son by Richard Wright. Even though you can empathize with the characters at the same time you know that it is a fictional story. Maybe that's what helps us to sleep at night.

Rarely do you see or hear the stories of real people fighting to survive this type of life. So can one really garner an understanding of what the circumstances are that caused them to be where they are or the strength to survive, change, and move?

Tonight I was at a friends and he showed me a trailer for a documentary that he wrote and directed. He will showcase it later this month. From the little bit that the tailer shows I can already tell that one will walk away with a greater understanding of this type of life. You will be educated and hopefully inspired to move. What movement? That depends on you and your strength. Please check out the trailer for his documentary Stranded in the Motor City. Also, Click this link to access the movies website.

Stranded In The Motor City

Thursday, August 20, 2009

Go See It

One of my all time favorite movies has always been the Bad Seed. The Bad Seed was made in 1956. (before I was born!!!) This movie is so good even today. You should check out this little girl in action if you haven't already.

There have been other movies that have copied off of the concept of this movie like The Good Son. However, they have not come close until now. Orphan is excellent, if you like this genre of movies. I do!

Orphan even has a little extra than the original Bad Seed. Go see this movie. I recommend you see the Bad Seed 1st though so you can get an idea of the type of movie that Orphan is. Ooooooh it was good! I'm buying this movie when it comes on DVD.

Tuesday, August 11, 2009


It just hit me. In 47 mins I'll be 50 years old and 1 day! I really hadn't thought much about turning 50 because I was doing so much. Remodeling my kitchen and planning a bday party at the last min.
Everything turned out extremely well. The kitchen got done a week before the party. Although rushed and stressed I got the place cleaned up and started the preparation for my bday party. Everything was fantastic! I've never felt like this on my bday. Even though I didn't have a date. I felt like all the attention was on me. I'm a leo so you know we like that.

A few people asked me in my 50 years what have a learned. My answer is this. Appreciate everyone for who they are. See the differences in people and see how you can still be connected to them. My party was definitely an indication of differences. Many people from different backgrounds ages likes and dislikes. The amazing thing is that everyone had a wonderful time.

I didn't have candles on my cake...not because I didn't look for some the day of the party...I just couldn't find any close by. So when thanking everyone for attending I realized that I didn't need any candles because all the people that I love were there...and they were my light.

I'm starting a tradition candles on bday cakes. Let those you invite be your light. Anyone in your life that does not shine brightly either light their fire or remove that candle from the cake of your life.

Below was a pic of me (told ya I wasn't keeping it up here long), and a little bit of the decorations I did to the house for my party. (those are gone too)

Thursday, August 06, 2009

My New Crush

This is Lytel Young the Host of Bang for the Buck a show on HGTV. He's my new crush. Can I have a crush at my age?? Hell yeah I can!
If someone has a picture of him without his shirt on will you please contact me immediately?

Monday, August 03, 2009

Now I feel bad

I know some of the Beyonce-ites were a little upset with me for that last post. So to make yall feel better and to stop any harm from coming to me. I present Beyonce.

The reason I'm posting these nonsense posts is because I'm marinating on some other stuff of more importance to me. Hopefull it will flow from my fingertips to the keyboard and to this blog soon.

Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Just had to.

You may have seen this already but I just found it. No words necessary.

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Happy Jackie Washington Day!

It's that time of year again! It's Jackie Washington Day. I hope you celebrate in a good way. I'm going to wear my Holy Robe to work today. Hope nobody tries to get under it. And if you don't know what I'm taking about...then you're in the dark. So if you want to come into the light rent the movie Jackie's Back staring Jennifer Lewis.

Enjoy this clip of Jackie in her earlier days. You can also check out Jackie on her myspace page to see what she's up to. Just click on her name wherever you see it.

Once again Happy Jackie Washington's Day!

Thursday, June 25, 2009

He Lit Up Stages

To join everyone else, I hope that Micheal Jackson rests in peace in the loving arms of our Lord.

So many had so much to say about Micheal. Good and bad. I don't think that anyone can understand or will ever understand what he must have had to endure in his childhood or adulthood.

I understand that he was a shrewd business man. I'm sure he was named that because he was in control of his life and career. Some in this world tear people down who appear to be in control of their lives. So they pick and find little things and turn them into big things until one is whittled down in spirit. I didn't know Micheal personally but I would guess that his death was related to not only the prescription drugs that he might have taken but also due to stress.

Micheal meant a lot to the Black community as he was the 1st Black performer to perform in many countries around the world. Like the Supremes...all Black people rushed to see them on Black and White televisions and were all so proud. Proud as if we were relatives of the Supremes. I believe there appearance was a glimpse of hope for our future. A hope that Black people would be respected and seen. Through their performances doors opened for others. Micheal Jackson gained notoriety that got black people noticed around the world. He lit up stages around the world to mass appeal.

Sunday, June 21, 2009

About Me

Birthday: 8-11
Birthplace: Maryland
Current Location: At my desk
Eye Color: brown
Hair Color: dark brown with a little grey :-(
Height: 5'8"
Right Handed or Left Handed: right
Your Heritage: African-American
The Shoes You Wore Today: tan loafers
Your Weakness: oatmeal raisin cookies and ice cream and nipples
Your Fears: Birds
Your Perfect Pizza: meat lovers anchovies!!
Goal You Would Like To Achieve This Year: getting my kitchen redone
Your Most Overused Phrase On an instant messenger: LOL
Thoughts First Waking Up: What am I going to do today
Your Best Physical Feature: My skin
Your Bedtime: when ever i start nodding or realize i gotta get up in the morning
Your Most Missed Memory: my best friend and i hanging out all day long
Pepsi or Coke: Coke
MacDonalds or Burger King: Burger King
Single or Group Dates: Single
Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: Nestea
Chocolate or Vanilla: Chocolate
Cappuccino or Coffee: neither
Do you Swear: Hell yeah
Do you Sing: I do but not well...and only for myself.
Do you Shower Daily: Yes there are those days on the weekends that I don't cuz i'm not going anywhere.
Have you Been in Love: Yes
Do you want to go to College: Finished
Do you want to get Married: Hmmm not sure
Do you believe in yourself: Yes I does!
Do you get Motion Sickness: uh huh
Do you think you are Attractive: Yes
Are you a Health Freak: I wish
Do you get along with your Parents: Sort of
Do you like Thunderstorms: no
Do you play an Instrument: My organ..hee hee
In the past month have you Drank Alcohol: Yes
In the past month have you Smoked: Yes
In the past month have you been on Drugs: Yes perscription for back pain
In the past month have you gone on a Date: Noooooooo anybody wanna set me up?
In the past month have you gone to a Mall: Yes Beverly Center
In the past month have you eaten a box of Oreos: No
In the past month have you eaten Sushi: Yuck hate fish
In the past month have you been on Stage: Yes
In the past month have you been Dumped: no u gotta have a date for that
In the past month have you gone Skinny Dipping: no
In the past month have you Stolen Anything: no
Ever been Drunk: Yep
Ever been called a Tease: When I was young...I don't play now
Ever been Beaten up: Hell to the Naw
Ever Shoplifted: yes I was young
How do you want to Die: In my sleep
What do you want to be when you Grow Up: Rich
What country would you most like to Visit: Ghana again
Number of Drugs I have taken: Today? only 1
Number of CDs I own: too many to count
Number of Piercings: none
Number of Tattoos: none
Number of things in my Past I Regret: Don't regret anything. However wish I made some differnt choices.

In a Boy/Girl…
Favorite Eye Color: Green
Short or Long Hair: doesn't matter
Height, Tall or Short? either
Physique you like -Muscular, Athletic, Slender, a Few Extra Pounds, Large, Obese: Athletic or Slender
Hairy or smooth? Smooth

Now what about you????

Wednesday, June 03, 2009

Black People You Are Example for All

I know that Black people all know this already...but We are the most admired and hated culture in the entire world!

Whew that was a harsh way of starting things off. Unfortunately, I feel that it is true. I'm not speaking for anyone but myself or am I? I think it's a true compliment to be imitated. At the same time I sometimes feel as if anything that Black people create is in some way stolen from us. It's fine for us to take pride in knowing that we created a thing. What is wrong is when we are not acknowledged for it. Somethings even if we aren't acknowledged, there's just no way it can be denied where it came from.

When people of other cultures adopt what we have created. They are looked at in aw as an amazing talent. There's some truth to that because Black people are extra amazing people and if anyone can imitate us and that imitation is believeable then they deserve praise.

I give God the praise for creating us in his image. I googled "in God's image" and found a site where it asked people in a forum what that meant. There were many good answers. However this answer supports what I'm trying to convey.

"Quite literally the word translated"image" means shadow.We are shadows of an Extra-Dimensional Super Intelligence. It means we are something like Him But without the power or exterior effectiveness of the Overmind. We can Love, and hate and fight and cherish, but we can never love everything that ever was or will be. We are reflections or images of the Originator, but we are all the more so when we try to be like Him. even as children are the image of their parents That is in truth what it mean to be in His Image. It also means that we fall under His shadow of protection. "

If this is true then does that mean all the other cultures are made in Black people's image? At least that would support some of my earlier statements. Hee hee. I'm going to say yes, it does mean that.

See exhibit Z-9733908679209348387923430897848752-7845489498 below. Hope it makes you smile and tell the Lord that you love him!

Tuesday, June 02, 2009

Working Under Pressure

I don't know why I only get to moving when I feel under pressure. What the hell is that all about? At work or at home it's the same thing. I know what needs to be done. In most cases I find all types of things to do that don't need to be done and sometimes o make more of a mess. That I end up having to take care of either at the same time or just before the task that really needs to be done.

Then when the date gets closer that something absolutely must be completed. That's when I jump into action. Mind you I jump complaining all the time that either I should have started this sooner or that this task is more than I thought it was.

Even right now. I need to have taken the trash out earlier. It's 11:38pm and I thought about this from the moment that I got home. However, I have watched tv, took a nap, made more trash but still not taken it out. I'm on here blogging about it. After I finish this blog I'm going to put my shoes on get all the trash together. Make all that noise that the trash cans make rolling them to the curb.

In the end it all comes out ok. Just wish I had the motivation to do things a lot earlier than I do.
I just get so distracted. I know there's a reason for this that I intend to explore..but right now I gotta take the trash out.

Does anybody have any tips for my motivational issues?????????????

Tuesday, May 26, 2009

What sign are you?

I'm a Leo.

I remember years ago this used to be the 1st question a lot of people would ask you upon meeting them. I don't think it happens as much these days. I don't ask it much but eventually I do get around to it. Only because there are a couple of signs that I feel I need to temper my relationships with. Not that I won't befriend them but getting into a relationship with one of them could be dissasterous for me. Just my experience.

What's your sign?

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

A Message From Morehouse

I don't need to add anything to this. What do you think? I'd really like to know how people feel about this.
A Message From Morehouse
By Colbert I. King

Eliminate young African American men, and what would police, jailers,social workers, and sports and entertainment moguls do for a living?

After all, young black men live to get in trouble, make babies, actout on stage, slam-dunk and dance in the end zone. That, at least, isthe mass-media-influenced image that is accepted as "authentic" by people who should know better.

Someone who does know better is Robert M. Franklin, the president of Morehouse College, the venerable, all-male, historically black Atlanta college noted for building up and turning out generations of outstanding leaders such as Martin Luther King Jr., the theologian and writer Howard W. Thurman, and prominent D.C. lawyer James L. Hudson.

Franklin's remarks to students at an April 21 town hall meeting on thecampus didn't make headlines. But excerpts from "The Soul of Morehouse and the Future of the Mystique" are making the rounds in African American homes and in social settings, thanks to the Internet and a communications phenomenon called the "black express," which preceded and outlives the Pony Express.

Franklin's speech focused on Morehouse students. But his message has caught on because it speaks to a larger community of up-and-coming young black men who are studiously ignored by arbiters of popular culture.

He translated the mystique into eight simple words: "Renaissance men with social conscience and global perspective."

Franklin said that after two years at the college, he had recognized acritical ingredient that bonds Morehouse men: a fundamental sense of discontent with mediocrity and nonsense. He encouraged the continued development of young black men "so sensitive to the presence of disorder, mediocrity and injustice that they cannot sleep well at night." And he used the moment to take on what he views as the corruption that threatens the soul of young men and women "inside and outside the Morehouse village": the young black male antics so celebrated by popular culture. That conduct, he suggested, represents the behavior of "the spiritually ill and disoriented.

"He demanded, that students instead embrace his "Five Wells":well-read, well-spoken, well-traveled, well-dressed and well-balanced. And he highlighted three: reading, speech, and dress.

"I have seen too many students standing in lines wasting time. You should carry something to read and make good use of your down time. Read books, not just summaries of books. Choose an accomplished and prolific writer as a role model," he declared. "But just as important-- if not more -- study grammar and syntax and the art of composition. Learn the power of accurately constructed sentences andwell-positioned words."

"It matters," he said, "how well you write."

He spoke of choosing words carefully.

"This reduces the necessity of relying on profanity or empty verbal placeholders like, 'um, um, ahh . . . ' or nonsense like 'you knowwhat I'm saying?' "Profanity does not reflect your verbal grace and style," he said. "It suggests a lazy mind.

"Franklin's thoughts on diversity and decorum are required reading.

"As an all-male institution with the explicit mission of educating menwith disciplined minds," said Franklin, "the great challenge of this moment in history is our diversity of sexual orientation."

"Why don't we," he asked the students, "use this opportunity to model something our community needs?"

"Straight men," Franklin said, "should learn more about the outlooksa nd contributions of gay men. Read a book by a gay author. Have an intelligent conversation with a gay neighbor." Franklin reminded theMorehouse students: "At a time when it was truly scandalous to have homosexual friends or associates, Dr. King looked to Bayard Rustin, ablack gay man, as a trusted adviser. And, Malcolm X regarded James Baldwin, a black gay man, as a brilliant chronicler of the black experience."

"To my straight brothers," he said, "diversity at Morehouse is an opportunity that can enrich your education if you are courageous enough to seize the opportunity. We cannot force you, but we invite you to learn from your environment."

On decorum and dress: "I have not desired to be overly prescriptive about this. You do not have to wear a tie and jacket to class, although no one would object to it. You're a college student. You can enjoy yourself while wearing comfortable clothing that respects the fact that you are part of a community of educated and ethical men. "But, he demanded, "in the presence of adult learners, do not sag your pants, do not show your undergarments. Do not wear do-rags, and do not wear baseball caps in class or in the cafeteria."

"Wear what you wish to off campus," he said. "But, while you are here on the ground where [Benjamin] Mays and Martin [Luther King Jr.] and Maynard [Jackson] walked, those items are off limits."

"If you want to be part of something rare and noble, something that the world has not often seen -- a community of educated, ethical, disciplined black men more powerful than a standing army -- then you've come to the right place."

To the knuckleheads and clowns who exploit their color while degrading their legacy, Franklin declared: "If you cannot follow the guidelines of a moral community, then leave."

Let the church say "Amen."

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

ow ow ow ow ow ow

Well I'm sure you can guess that if I'm writing a post that I didn't win the damn Lottery! Grrrrrrrrr I'm mad about that but must push on.

Instead of winning the lottery I got back pain. Dammit. I was trying to move this cement bench top that I have in my yard. There were some guys here putting up new fencing and they didn't put the bench back together. I think I know why now! Well I bent over to lift it..(obviously not the right way) and realized that this damn thing is heavy. So the little bit that I lifted it off the ground I quickly put it back down. I didn't feel any pain at the time just went on about my business. Well the next morning when I woke up I could barely get out of the bed! What the hell. At the time I didn't even remember the bench it took me almost 4 days to realize that that's what had happened. Is that a sign of age...lawd it probably is. sigh.

Anyway, my back was OK for most of the week except getting out of bed. That is until Friday when it was hurting all day long. So 2 Saturdays ago I went to Rite Aid and asked the Pharmacist what I should take that was over the counter. Motrin she said and take 3 tablets. Well I read the directions and it said to take 1 or 2 if 1 didn't help. So I figured the drug companies know what they are talking about and took 1. Well within a half hour I was feeling fine. That is until Monday when it took me a couple of hours before the back pain subsided. Then I went into work. On Tuesday, the pills didn't help and I was at work feeling like OMG! So I left early to make an appointment with the doctor. Of course my Doctor was unavailable so I had to go to Urgent Care. The Motrin had kicked in again so I was OK but the Doctor I saw gave me a prescription for muscle relaxer and Ibuprofen. Thank God he also gave me a Doctor's excuse cuz I was in hella pain this morning. It's been almost 12 hours and I'm finally feeling like I can walk about ok.

I was reading online something that said walking helps so I'm going to head out in a minute to return some lamp shades that don't fit. That makes no damn sense to me. Why wouldn't any lamp shade fit on to any lamp. It may not look right but they all should fit. So I'm back to playing the lottery and of course someone won the money after it went up to $200 mil or something. I think 3 tickets won. Grrrrrrrrrrrrr

Oh Yeah En Vogue is trying to come back. Good luck girls!

Wednesday, April 29, 2009

$181 Million Dollars!

The Mega lottery is $181 Million dayum dollars!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I want that muuuuthaaa fukin money dammit!

And when I get it this is the 1st thing I'm buying...i know black people are always buying shit. I'm no different..LOL

And if I can find out where this house is that the Bentley is parked at, I'm getting that too!!!!

Sorry for all the cussin...I'm just sick of this 401k is suffering and I need to use that for the naked dancers to lead me down my spiral staircase and drop it on the stairs for me to walk on as I greet everyone at my I ain't workin no dayum more party!!!!!!

Monday, April 20, 2009

American Violet

I don't usually do movie reviews. However, I went to see American Violet tonight and it is an excellent movie. Correct me if I'm wrong but I haven't seen a movie like this in years and I think it is well overdue. Unfortunately, many will probably not get to see it until it is cranked out on to DVD and by that time may have forgotten about it.

The movie addresses the injustice that occurs in our legal system. The story is based on a true story about Dee Roberts in the year 2000. Of course I don't know what city all those that read my blog reside, so you may have a difficult time finding a theater that this movie is playing in. I'm in Los Angeles and it's only playing in a very few theaters. So I know in some cities you probably won't even have it playing at all. I checked in South Carolina and it's not there at all. Maybe they thought it might cause a civil unrest as I'm sure that subject addressed in this movie are probably still happening.

At any rate if it is not playing in your city and you can't go see it right now. Wait for it to come on DVD and do yourself a favor and see it. If nothing else you'll learn that things from the civil rights movement have changed things but that just caused racists to use different tactics to abuse Black people.
You can see the trailer by clicking on the link for American Violet.

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

What Now?

I'm bored
and simply just don't know what to do next.
I don't even really have anything to say right now.
Oh I could talk about Lil Kim on Dancing with the Stars. She did a good job...ok enough of that.
I could talk about A Catholic school not wanting Obama to deliver the commencement speech. For what purpose though? The news shouldn't even be talking about that.
I could talk about how I still haven't made a decision on the colors I want to paint my bedrooms. Or do I really need a new washer and dryer or hardwood floors in my living room. Don't think you care about that.
So then I'll just leave this post now by simply saying..Hello fellow bloggers.

Tuesday, April 07, 2009

Done Enough

I know y'all have probably already seen this clip from the Bobby Jones show with Fantasia and her Mother singing. But I just had to share it again. I can testify myself that if the Lord has done everything that he plans to do for me then he has done enough. I have been blessed in so many ways and am so very thankful. We should all remember to be thankful.

I don't want to bring up Africa in every post I make for the next 6 months but I think that that trip was indication in so many ways why I need to give thanks. All expenses were paid for me, I met some incredibly self-sustaining, kind people, a connection to my ancestors was realized and I came home and still am able to sustain myself without difficulty in these trying economic times. I have a Mercedes Benz that I was able to pay for in cash, I own my own home and he has kept me safe from harm. So I say thank you!!

Not only has the Lord done enough. He is able and willing to do even more because he loves us. All we have to do is ask and have faith that he will supply us our every need.

I'm not looking at my blessings pridefully. I know that even if I did not have the material things or the experiences that I've had, that the Lord would still ensure my security. I have faith that he loves me and will protect me for all the days of my life.

So this is why I know that if he is done doing things for me then he has done enough!

Tuesday, March 31, 2009


After being in Africa I learned some things.

I learned where some of the traditions that we have today came from. The funny thing is that many of the traditions or rituals that we have I don't think we really know where we got them from. When we visited the chief we had to bring him a bottle of schnapps. This was used for the pouring of libations. Whenever there is a ceremony there is a pouring of libations. In this tradition what happens is the chief holds a glass of schnapps up to thank god and then pours some on the ground for the ancestors before he takes a sip himself. This is very similiar to what people do when the pour some liquor on the ground for the homies that are gone. When I learned this it made me think that someone heard about this ritual but somehow misinterpreted it a little. But yet and still it's done and it came from Africa. They talked about Ghanian time...which is the same thing as CP time (colored people time). You've heard the saying that it takes a villiage to raise a child. You probably even lived that growing up and being reprimanded by a neighbor or someone not of your family but that knows your family. We it doesn't have to be said in Africa it's just done. Children roamed around the villiage alone with no fear of being harmed because there is always someone watching and taking care of them. This is where we got that from too.

Even with these traditions or rituals that we were able to hold on to and not knowing why necessarily. We still somehow were able to hold on to things that slave masters couldn't take from us. Now that's just a couple of things that I found similiar but there are more.

You may have read or heard a Black person reciting in a poem or stated in a book or some other source that we are Kings and Queens. I have even said it before in my blog. What I realized while in Africa is that we are not all Kings and Queens and that was evident to me by the hierarchy of things that I saw. So I will no longer refer to myself as a King or anyone else that is Black as King or Queen because the truth of the matter is that I just really don't know. The one thing that I do know and as sad as it is this is one thing that all Black people in America, Spain, or anywhere else in the world can be proud of is that those slaves that were taken from Africa and survived the horrific circumstances that they did were the strongest of Africans. While visiting one of the slave castles the African guide made this quite clear. Not only did they survive the unsanitary and inhumane transportation but even surviving the time spent in the slave castle was indication of their strength. 100s of African men, women and children positioned in rooms with little space to move. There were no bathrooms for the slaves to relieve themselves or places for women to clean themselves when menstruating. So the stench of all this they endured in rooms approximately 500 square feet holding upwards of 200 people, in tightly packed rooms in the castle and also on the ships.

We are who we are and can be proud of our ancestors and know that even if we couldn't survive what they did then's possible that wherever that strength came from is the continued strength that our slave ancestors and beyond had that now affords us some of the liberties that we have today. If you didn't know before you should know now that we come from strong people. Be proud of that because the strength that they had is still in us.

Somkey Robinson recited a poem on Def Comedy Jam sometime ago. Take a listen.

Monday, March 23, 2009

So Much To Tell

I have so much to tell and have had so many experiences since I've been here in Ghana. The one thing I can honestly say is...when I thought that intially the people were not friendly...I was dead wrong...those were people from London on the plane with us.

The people in Ghana everywhere that we have gone are so nice and helpful. Some are being nice to get you to buy there stuff. But even when you say no they don't get an attitude and still smile and wave at you. The average wage here for most people is less than $100 a month. Can you imagine living on that. Well if you lived here you probalby could..but certainly not in conditions that I'm sure you would relish. There are some very rich people here and it's a shame that they don't do more for the people that are poor. I guess we face that same thing in the states though.

The conditions at the orphanage we visited were deplorable to say the least. The children ate off of the filthy floors wearing filthy clothes and wanting attention like you wouldn't believe. The orphange we visited is government run and have probably 6 staff members for over 100 babies and children. The matresses on the beds are horrible the bathrooms, a disgusting site that would cause you to gag. Some of the people here have gotten money together to purchase mattresses and pay people in the community where we built the houses to clean the orphanage. I think the beds are a good idea but the cleaning will only last a short while. More needs to be done as the government only supplies the staff with their small pay and does not pay for medical expenses for the children. Many badly need it. Even this child with Cerebral Palsy was felt joy just to be touched. His smile is so wide and he crawls around the floor to get close to you. He has no idea of the care he could have in the states so he smiles because someone notices him and touches him. I spent a lot of time with him just to make him as if someone cared. I don't know if that was a good or bad thing because he probably won't receive attention like that again in a long time.

Other than that the experience has been overwhelmingly wonderful!

Thursday, March 19, 2009

Had a Headache today

Today started off as a good day and we made it to the worksite at 7am. Before we could even get started working a commotion occurred. One of the women from a different country who is also one of the leads of this project (I'm the other lead for the USA Team) decided she would go to the airport to meet our Vice President who was coming in town today. Well that's just not right. I should have said something sooner but I didn't. It's just simple protocol if and executive that you works with comes to another country if there is someone from his country there they should meet him at the airport. Well this upset the woman. I think she was attempting to make some power move, felt like this is her project and she's controlling things, or felt like she friends with the VP. But in fact she is not friends with him nor is she in charge of anyone. I had to let her know that in the nicest way I knew how. Especially when she hung up on me when I was explaining this to her. If I were a woman I would have socked her in the face as soon as I saw her. I thought about how I would act on our way to the airport.

She wasn't making it easy. She refused to speak to me so I waited until after we picked up my VP and got back to the hotel for him to change. While he was chaning I addressed her and let her know in no uncertain terms that she needed to remember the big picture of this situation. We are on a humanitarian project and it should not be about who is in charge but at the same time since my company is involved in this project there are certain protocol's that need to be followed. Whether she liked it or not. I also, told her to let it all go and we could regroup after the event is over to ensure that the progress we are making continues and so that the trip remains pleasant. (I really have matured!!)

Tonight we are going to a cultural event at a different hotel. So, I'm looking forward to that and will take some pictures. Other than that things are going smoothly and my appreciation for what I have and an understanding of what I can do with and without has truly come into focus for me.

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

2nd Day of Building

We have been building for 2 days now. The frist day was hard for some, including myself. The heat took a little getting used to and I had not eaten enough breakfast to sustatain myself. I took longer breaks than everyone else. The 2nd day of building I was much better prepared.

Here's a small view of what's happening here. Kumai is many things. It is beautiful and sad all at the same time. There is so much help that is needed here. The orphanage visit was an eye opener. The standards of the building would have cause it to be shut down in seconds in the states. Filthy cribs for babies and I believe that some of the children actually sleep on the floor. I didn't see any blankets around or anything like that. Just bare floors. I didn't see toys for them to play with either. We brought some toys for the children to have on our fist visit. They seemed so unfamiliar with toys that it was obvious that they didn't know what to do with them. They were all starving for attention. For us in the states this would seem like child cruelity. In this region the most important thing is to have a place where the children can be safe and get something to eat. Anything else is extra. Also, when things are donated to the orphanage we are not positive that they children see them. It's possible that material things are being sold. We have no proof of that however. We will be going back again to deliver some of the backpacks and other items that hadn't arrived once we got here. We will probalby also be purchasing tiles so that the children have a more sanitary floor to play and sleep on. Right now it's just cement and a few wooden benches.

I would have had pictures of some of the children from the orphanage but the battery on my camera died that day. I'll have some of them when I return.

However, I do have these pictures of the houses we are building and some of the children that live in the villiage. I must say that my mind has changed about the friendliness of Ghananians. As we drive through the city children and some adults wave at us constantly. At the build site the curious children are always close by. Here are some pictures of them and some of the builders who are called Artisans. They are masons and carpenters.

Here's a pic of one of the guys that was digging a 20ft hole in the ground. He's probably about 5'7" tall but all the workers and most of the men that I've seen here are extremely fit. We as americans should be extremely ashamed of ourselves for the way we look. INCLUDING MYSELF! I mean it is rare to see man or woman that is overweight here. You will see more women that are heavier but I believe that's due to baby weight.

Sunday, March 15, 2009


We are in Kumasi now. It was a 6 hour drive over some rough roads. The internet service is pretty poor here. It's difficult to upload pictures and stay connected. Click the Flickr link to see some pics.

There's a lot more to write but we are on our way to the orphanage and have a meeting just before to prepare us.

Hope all are well.

Friday, March 13, 2009

I made it!

Hello All,

I'm in Ghana! You know the saying it's hotter than a witches coochie. Let me tell you that her coochie is just luke warm. It's hot here. We got here about 10pm and it was 84 degrees and humid.

Right away you can see the poverty. People scrambling to help you with your bags almost taking them from you to get you in their taxis. I keep hearing about how friendly people are here but I haven't quite experienced that yet. I think the people are very elegant however. There is an air of sophistication about them all. They are regal in their manner no matter their life circumstances. You can however tell the rich from the poor here.

Rich is what was on the plane with us. It was quite a culture shock on the plane in London to Accra you could count the number of white people. I think I counted 6.

We'll be going into town later today to experience more of the city before we move on to another region. You know I love art and in the hotel there was an art gallery. They actually let me take picutes of it. The pictures in this blog are a part of the gallery and just a few of my favorites.

Wednesday, March 11, 2009


I'm so excited I don't know what to do with myself. I've been packing for a couple of days now. Putting things in the bag taking things out. Reshuffling clothes etc.

Now today is the day that we take off. Tomorrow I will be in AFRICA!

I got online earlier today and a friend of mine that lives in NY hit me up. He's African and said that he is going to be in Accra towards the end of the month. How great is that! By the time he gets there is when we will have our free time to pretty much do whatever we want so this is perfect. I'll be able to hang out with him and see the side of Ghana that I was so nervous about before. Now I'll have no need to be nervous because I'll be with someone that I trust and knows his way around.

He keeps saying how fine the guys are there. Hopefully I'll have some pictures to show you to prove that fact!

Monday, March 02, 2009

Completely Over You

When I first met him several thoughts danced in my head.

The words attractive, intelligent, sensitive, caring, honorable and sexy came to mind. These thoughts stayed in my head for quite some time. Even though some of the words that spilled from his lips showed thie idiotic logic, insecure tendencies, and misleading intent. I hung on to the initial words that filled my head. Whether it was what I wanted to hear and see really doesn't mean a thing any longer because now I'm so over him.

Finally my eyes opened and I could hear and see clearly that he was not the prince that I once thought.

In fact he became the forgotten soul that slithers near it's prey. Searching for anything that will make it feel as if its a prince. Devouring maliciously gifts bestowed upon him in appreciation for the falsehood that lies within.

I actually hadn't thought about him for several months then someone asked me about him today and I needed a minute to realize who they were talking about. Who? I said...The distastefulness in my mouth required me to spit. I only replied no we don't talk anymore and left it at that.

It struck me strange that I hadn't thought about him because at one time I thought my relationship with him would be something special. How wrong was I.

I got past the days of wanting to cuss him very quickly. As my motto goes..."Enjoy the moment". That moment was over long before it started when I think retrospectively about it. As he said he wasn't the man for me. That was the one truth he told.

For awhile I felt sorry for him and on some level I probably still do. Not because he's not with me. More so, because he is lost. He will encounter many because that is what he does...but none will stay long and even those that he has known long will not be loyal to him. For after awhile they realize too that he is not a prince but instead a forgotten soul filled with lies, misery, confusion, and delusions. He doesn't know it because they say it behind his back. His clandestine activities are ineffective in their camaflauge. More people know of his works than he even knows.

When the time comes that you can clearly see someone for who they are is when you know who you really are. I'm completely over him and my life is much better. The picture of him is clear in my mind. Especially since I am seeing him from the inside.

The lesson here is to put yourself first and listen with more than your heart.

Friday, February 27, 2009


Do you ever go through times in your life where you find yourself staring at those around you. Whether it is people at work, friends or family. Sometimes you just wonder where are they really coming from? What is it that they are getting from me or need from me?
Sometimes when their mouths are moving I just sit there and stare. I just have no words. My trip is coming up soon and I am so looking forward to getting away from the lips moving and not saying shit!

Saturday, February 14, 2009


Happy Valentine's Day everyone!

Last year I wrote this mushy valentine post. I don't regret anything I said on that post. That was a page in a chapter that is long completed. If there were book burners in life they would have ripped that chapter out to start the fire.

This year I'm sending love to all that read this post.

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Another Movie for Beyoncé

Well Beyonce has another movie scheduled to come out on April 24th called Obsessed. It actually looks like it might be a decent movie. It stars she, Idris Elba and Ali Larter. Although some times movies look good in the trailer but could be a hot mess. Click on the word Obsessed to check out the trailer.

I just realized that Deonte'K posted on this movie too in January. Well I really have nothing else to say about it...don't want to make him mad...he thinks Beyonce is his 2nd wife..hee hee.

Sunday, February 08, 2009

What did you want to be?

Is there something that you had passion about when you were growing up that because of school or the necessity to survive you went down a path other than you initial passion?

When I was young I wanted to be a Carol Burnett dancer on her variety show. I know I'm dating myself but what the hell I don't look it! :-P There was only one black male dancer on the show and they always had him in the back. I just knew that if I was dancing on the show they'd have to put me in the front because I was so good. I can remember my brother saying to me that he thought I was going to join the Navy because of the Navy movies that I used to watch. Little did he realize, the navy movies that I was watching were of Fred Astaire and Gene Kelly portraying seaman and I used to watch those movies because I loved the dancing. Here's a clip of one of Carol Burnett's show's with the Jackson 5 performing. You'll see the black dancer in his normal spot in the back or far off to the left.

Although the show didn't have that much soul ...yeah that was what we said at the time...I still wanted to dance on it. You didn't see many black dancers at all on TV during these times. Now these clips show some black dancers with soul. If you want to go straight to the dancing go to about 2:40 mins

Saturday, January 31, 2009


I have been popping patience pills for awhile now. But lately I feel like I'm about to overdose. I haven't been blogging or reading blogs for a few days.

Since the new year I have worked my A$$ off. I'm being stressed to the limit with things that people expect of me and those that are disregarding me.

I remember years ago someone told me that I didn't know how to say no. So I learned but lately I feel like my lessons have been lost. I need to no no no no no, no dammit!

I hope to be back to normal next week. Sorry I haven't been around for a few days.

Oh yeah I almost got kicked off the Africa trip. I'll have to blog about that one of these days. Still pissed off about it. But I am going and can't wait!!!

Saturday, January 24, 2009


I was given an award and a very nice compliment that caused me to be at a loss for words. This is why...Moanerplicities gave me the Helping Hand award that you see to the left. I remember when I first started blogging I was doing it just to practice writing and to get some things off my chest. I guess I'm still doing that. I read many blogs and thru those blogs I found my own voice. Moanerplicities' blog was one that I always read and find it always soulful. I'm a soul child so that always turns me on. Right on to Moanerplicities!! :-) See the verbiage for the award and what those awarded should do next.

Receiving the Emblem in recognition for your mentoring, support, and encouragement to a fellow blogger is no small fete! It is evidence that you have gone well beyond the call of duty by your continued efforts to "leave the pile higher than you found it"! It is further evidence that your blog(s)has been identified as the epitome of excellence and is certainly admired.Thank you for your inspiration.

1. Simply Fred Smith - Thanks for getting me started!
4. Fuzzy
5. Coming Into My Own - I call her Beautiful Black Butterfly

Receiving the Emblem from a seasoned blogger is a testimony to you that you're on the right track! That your voice is being heard. And there are those out here in the blogsphere that recognize your potential even if you don't. Keep up the good work, and remember to "Pay it Forward".Even though you may already be "seasoned", continue to inspire:

* I know I'm not supposed to do this but I want to give the award to all those in D-Favorite Places cuz they all inspire me. That's why their favorites. But the rules were to only list 10.

The Rules:

1. Select 10 bloggers: 5 you consider your blogging Helping Hand then "Pay it Forward" by extending your "Helping Hand" to 5 additional bloggers in support and encouragement for their efforts.

2. In passing on the Emblem, each recipient must provide the name of blog or blog author with a link for others to visit.Each recipient must show the Emblem and put the name and link to the blog that has given it to her or him.

3. Link the Emblem to this post: Helping Hand: Much Obliged and Paying it Forward so that others will know it origin and impetus.

4. If you have not already done so, show your recipients some love by adding them to your blog roll, Technorati Favorite list, or in any other way to further let them know that their blog voice is important to you and being heard.

5. Add your name to The Helping Hand meme and don't forget to leave a comment as a permanent record of all Helping Hand recipients.

6. Display the rules.

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Happy Black President's Day!

Happy Black President's Day yall!

As Martin Luther King, Jr and President Barack Obama used words of hope. So do I. I hope for small changes that make big impacts.

The picture in this post is the subject of my hope. Hope that young and old Black men will be seen in a new light. A light that doesn't focus on our faults, so vividly displayed by the media at every turn, but on the strengths of our character, creativity, intelligence, commitment and beauty.

I dreamed as did Martin of this day. I pray for healthy relationships, successful ambitions, meaningful lives, and abundant resiliency.

Saturday, January 17, 2009

Times were very thankful

Not so very long ago things in America were very different. About 20 years ago when people were dying like flies from AIDS their going home celebrations were not always dignified. Here's an example:


Vernon a gay man served in the armed forces. I met Vernon through his ex lover Greg as they remained very good friends. Soft spoken, with his military discipline he had a kind heart and embraced me as a new friend. I was the youngest of their group of friends. There was always something going on. From a party, bar-b-Que, road trip to San Francisco or San Diego, beach parties, you name it they always included me.

As I began to get a little older and find my way through Los Angeles on my own with the lessons they had taught me. I would see Vernon out at the club or just around the city. He still looked good and still had that smile that let you know he cared about you.

Years later I heard that Vernon had AIDS and he wasn't doing very well. He was home with his mother here in Los Angeles. Maybe 3 weeks after I heard the news of his illness, I received another phone call that Vernon had died and given the details of his funeral.

I was there for the service that was held at the funeral home. His home Church would not allow his AIDS ridden body into the Lord's house. I remember the night when he passed and Greg and Vernon's mother attempted to find a Funeral Home that would take him. None of the Black popular funeral homes in L.A. would take him so they settled for a small one in the Black community. The white funeral homes were called too but all hung up once they found out the cause of his death.

After a few days of his body laying in the hospital the small black funeral home picked him up. The funeral home told his mother that they would be able to embalm him unlike most of the other homes that would not even if they did take him. As the ritual is you give the funeral home the clothes that you want the deceased to be buried in. His mother purchased a brand new Armani Suit (like Vernon always wanted), shoes, shirt and tie.

On the day of the funeral Vernon's mother was told by the Funeral Director that the service would be a closed casket funeral, due to the effects of embalming a person with AIDS. The service went on without a hitch. The procession formed and we were off to the cemetery. While following the hearse all of a sudden it stopped in front of the cemetery gates. We all pulled over and got out of our cars to find out what was wrong.

I walked over to Greg who was riding with Vernon's mother and he told me that, Vernon's mother insists on seeing her son before he is put in the ground. The reason they stopped outside the cemetery's gates is because this was a military cemetery and once inside Vernon would be the property of the military and nothing could be done. They tried to get the Funeral Director to open the casket right there. They were insistent but to no avail the Director said it was illegal to do that. They said the only way they could open the casket would be back at the funeral home.

Back to the funeral home we went. I can not imagine what was going on in the heads of the funeral home employees and director as we headed back. Once back at the funeral home they took the casket into a back room where they would allow only Vernon's mother and Greg to enter. All was silent outside the room waiting for this to end so that we could take Vernon to his final resting place. Moments later we hear arguing, the Funeral Director didn't want to open the casket. I understand that Greg pushed him out of the way and opened the casket. The next sounds was the scream and wailing of Vernon's mother.

The funeral home had not touched Vernon's nude body that still lay in the sheets from the hospital bed stuffed in a body bag! The Police were called and so was the news. An hour later only the Police had arrived. There was no news to report this travesty.

The task of finding another funeral home as you can guess was difficult. One was however found and this time there was no service. Just the burial. Vernon was buried in his Armani Suit, shoes, shirt and tie this time. He was put to rest finally with dignity.

I'm very thankful to have had Vernon as a friend.
Times were very different. I'm also, thankful that those living with AIDS are no longer dying as quickly as they were in the past.

This was a true story...I'm hopeful with these changing times that we will have much more to be thankful for.