My Mouth is Dry

I really want to talk about an incident I endured this past Sunday. However, it would take so much to explain it all that I think you might get bored. So in a nutshell. I went to an impromptu meeting of some Black Gay men who wanted to discuss our concerns and struggles in the world today and how we might be able to help each other. The overall consensus was that Black men period are invisible. I know you've all heard that before and surely felt it, that is if you are a Black Man.

There was one brother at the event who simply floored me with his arrogance. It was that type of arrogance that is subtle and masked by a command of the English language that can sometimes fool you into thinking that one is saying something of great importance. Well I am a good listener, however not such a great speaker. This brotha was basing the activities of 3 young black men and using their behavior to characterize most young black men. He then questioned why won't young men take opportunities given to them such as the one he was providing.

I was disgusted to say the least at the way he described one situation. I was to the point of stuttering. When I'm upset I have difficulty getting words out and at times can't form an intelligent thought successfully. I tried though. Probably my 1st mistake. I should have just ignored him. But I felt he would go on and on.

My comments to him were along the lines of: What did you do to help him understand the opportunity that you were giving him and how he was jeopardizing it? Why were you questioning him as if you were law enforcement.

From that he went into that I really don't know the situation or him so I should not be able to accurately assess the situation. My mind went to then why in the hell are you using that as an example. I said it too.

I told him that I found that in many situations when there is a Black man in a position of power they sometimes do not appropriately mentor those in positions below their own. In fact sometimes expect that one should just know. One guy summarized my words succinctly by quoting something he read. Many times those enslaved take on the characteristics of the enslaver.

Well the arrogant brotha didn't get it and continued to speak to me as if I was clueless as to what he was talking about. Actually I wasn't responding to what he was talking about I was responding to his attitude. Was he really interested in the success of these young men. Why wasn't he able to talk to them to find out what it was that they needed or why their behavior was less than exemplary? With that his face changed as he looked around the room and continued to make comments as if I had completely missed the boat. Since he was better known within this group of men he was successful to a certain degree in bringing a couple of other brothas to agreeing with his point of view.

One brotha even commented and asked me if there was something that I needed to talk about because I seemed like I was hurt. This made the steam in my mind puddle and boil.

No I don't need to talk about anything and there is no need for be condescending to me. Their eyes bugged and they looked around like this man is nuts. At least that was my impression of their behavior. Maybe I was being sensitive at that point...Nonetheless I didn't appreciate it.

My mouth was dry and I was shaking inside trying not to show it. Like I said. I should have just ignored him. Have you ever been made to feel as if what you are saying is absurd? Like your comments seem to be coming from a location in the universe that hasn't been identified as a planet yet?

One of the 1st things I learned in my psychology classes was, The hardest thing to prove is that you are not crazy. Simply put let 2 people say that you are crazy and see how crazy you sound trying to convince them that you are not.

Cell Phone Beatdown!

I haven't been blogging for awhile and was getting close to getting back into the swing of things. However, I wanted to wait until I had some positive things to say. Screeech goes the brakes on finding something positive for a moment. I gotta express my feelings on this topic.

I went to a seminar this past weekend that offered many breakout sessions on different topics that effect Black Men. We enjoyed a continental breakfast, conversation and were just about to hear a couple of speakers. It felt like it was going to be a really nice Saturday morning.

I sat at the table with a few people some I knew and some I didn't. Just before the program began a guy about 25 years old, thinking he's the IT girl but looks a steaming hot mess sits down at our table. He flops down right next to me and says absolutely nothing. So I turned to him spoke and told him my name. He responded in kind. As the program started IT got a phone call. Of course whenever anything like that happens everyone in the room turns around to see who forgot to turn the cell phone off.

Well most normal people would just turn off the phone once they realize that they hadn't already. Not this steaming hot mess. He answers the phone and starts talking. Talking in his normal speaking voice. All at our table seemed annoyed and looked at him. Again a normal person would have ended the call he didn't until a few minutes more. After that episode we went on to the rest of the day of seminars until Lunch time.

After the morning sessions it was lunch time. We all pretty much sat at the same tables from the morning. I actually was not even thinking that IT would be on the phone again after the looks he got at breakfast. During the entire lunch no cell phone. As we listened to the final speaker of the day IT decides to make a phone call.

I had had enough, so I turned to IT and said will not you get on the phone please. You are disturbing everyone at the table who is trying to listen to the speaker.

IT: You know there are plenty of other places to sit in here.

ME: Then move!

IT: I'm not moving no damn where and I'll get on my phone if I want to so why don't you just turn around and mind your business.

IT really doesn't know who he's dealing with and that shyt raised my blood pressure to burst. Without even realizing it I tried to snatch the phone from his hand at the same time saying...

ME: Get off the phone!

IT: You are not going to take my phone from me! I will not let you do that.

Thinking to myself. Man you are not this queens daddy.

ME: I apologize for grabbing at your phone, I shouldn't have done that. But you don't need to be on it. You're disturbing the rest of us at this table.

I then turned back. IT said nothing. Moments later IT slithered out of the room.

I was fuming at the nerve of him and at myself for loosing control. Thank God I was able to catch myself though cuz what I felt myself doing was not talking to this fool. But rather grabbing him by his neck and beating him with that dayum phone.

After the lunch I walked right over to IT and told him that I wanted to speak to him.

IT: I wish you wouldn't.

ME: Maybe so but I need to say something to you. Again I apologize for grabbing at your phone I shouldn't have. However, what you were doing was inappropriate.

IT: I was making a 911 Emergency call.

ME: Then you should have taken the call outside the room. If it was a emergency call you were making then why are you still here?

I just walked away cuz I didn't want IT to get my pressure up again especially with there being more room in the lobby for me to lay his ass out!

People neither of our behavior was appropriate. Avoid this type of situation by turning the cell phones off in some situations.

Stress Headache

Well I thought I would be back in full force blogging again...but I have been really stressed at work. Hardly anyone is allowed to take any vacation right now due to this global project that will be implemented on Sept. 5th. Yeah Labor Day, so that might be a holiday that I won't get to enjoy.At any rate, I thought I would share this commercial that I found. It's for Excedrin. Just what I needed to get me through another day in the office. I think many of you will want to buy this product too. Get it before it's all sold out!!!


Excedrin

In Threes

They say all things happen in threes. I don't know if that's just a silly superstition or if there really is some validity to it. I think on some level I think there is some truth to it. I'm sitting here in this heat wondering what the 3rd thing is going to be.

Let me back up so that you know what the 1st and 2nd things are.

I was driving on the freeway recently on my way home from Countertop shopping and as I stopped on the breaks and my car decides, Oh hell naw, I'm not stopping right away. This was not my 1st time in a situation like this when a car that I've owned decided not to stop. What I quickly learned in that situation is you gotta pump ya breaks. Well it worked then and it worked this time too.

Unlike in my youth, I wasn't always able to get those expensive breaks fixed right away and drove around town pumpin the metal. Not now! The next day I was at the mechanic to check them out. Well it wasn't so bad after all and only cost me $180.00 to repair the damage.

The 2nd thing happened just today. Last night I hung out with a friend whose part of town completely blacked out yesterday. I need to call him to see if they have power back yet. So he and I hung out for a little while then came to my place to chillin under the air conditioning. As we chilled something seemed funny but I just didn't pay it any attention.

This morning I got the same feeling. Something just doesn't feel right. Little did I know that the operative word in my question was FEEL. As I drove into the garage from the Calif heat baking me to death. I looked forward to entering the coolness of my home.

As soon as I opened the door I knew exactly what that feeling was about I had had the night before. I heard the air conditioner blowing, but it was not blowing what I craved all the way home. I craved cool air and this thing was blowing nothing but hot air!

So there are my 2 things in less than 2 weeks. What will be # 3. I know right now Iwant to run in my drawers through the spray of a water hydrant. I've already contacted my home warranty company to get someone here to fix this thing! Hopefully they'll be able to get someone here this week! I'm supposed to have a book club meeting at my house on Sunday.

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By the way my book club is reading an excellent book entitle Upstate by Kalisha Buckhanon . It's a fast and engrossing read. Hard to put down. While reading it I feel like I have stumbled upon something private that I found in a hidden place in the attic. I compare the feeling to the scene in The Color Purple when Celie found all the letters from her sister and kept it a secret that she was reading them. If you get a chance to read it I think you'll enjoy it.

Runaway Slave

When people would ask me what type of a man I wanted to be in a relationship with I would say. I want a runaway slave. (Maybe I'll explain that in another post. It's not really relevant for this one) Well now I want to be a runaway slave!!

I'm in a dilemma and I haven't been this unsure of my destiny or happiness in years. I'm usually pretty content with my life. Lately that has not been the case. I don't even have anyone to talk to about it that can relate to where I am at this point in time. So I thought I'd post on here and see if anyone had any concrete and intelligent advice for me. That's one thing that I don't ask for often either, advice.

Those that know me never think that I ever have any problems. Or at least if I do have problems they always believe that I can handle them and then just move on. So eventually I do end up handling the situation as I have no other choice or options in most cases.

Anyway I am feeling very unsatisfied with my life here in California. Everything that you hear about California is probably true and there are something's that you may not know. It is very superficial, laidback, expensive and prejudice. I've just about had it up to here with California. It's just so dayum difficult to leave the weather and access to activities.

I've been wondering if the weather and access are things that should be keeping me here. I'm not in a relationship currently so what's holding me back you say? Fear! Fear of the unknown.

Now if I was in my 20s still I would've been gone! However, I am not. So where I need help is with making a decision to move. I have a home that I love made some friends and basically comfortable. I've been at my job a long time and it's difficult to step out into something new when you haven't had to in so many years. How do you wrap your mind around leaving?

For some of you the answer may be easy. Just do it. However, that's too risky for me because it is just me. Do I just not have enough faith in myself? I'm probably answering my own questions as I type. Still it's not giving me the tools to take a step in any direction. Where can I get these tools? Does anybody know? I want to be that runaway slave and get away from these Slave Masters I work for and the mannequins that surround every corner of LA

Where is Harriet Tubman when you need her?????

I'll be back.

I've been missing in action for awhile. I'll be back possibly in early July. Just working somethings out. For those of you that have emailed me thank you for your concern. Nothing to be concerned about though.

Enjoy this funniness while I'm gone.

JSETT #8 - Watch Out For The Big Girls

Funny as hell.

Too

Too much going on in my life to write on my blog

Too many thoughts in my head to facillitate coordination from my mind to my fingers to the keyboard.

(1963) nina simone
The name of this tune is mississippi goddam
And I mean every word of it

Alabamas gotten me so upset
Tennessee made me lose my rest
And everybody knows about mississippi goddam
Alabamas gotten me so upsetTennessee made me lose my restAnd everybody knows about mississippi goddamCant you see itCant you feel itIts all in the airI cant stand the pressure much longerSomebody say a prayerAlabamas gotten me so upsetTennessee made me lose my restAnd everybody knows about mississippi goddamThis is a show tuneBut the show hasnt been written for it, yetHound dogs on my trailSchool children sitting in jailBlack cat cross my pathI think every days gonna be my lastLord have mercy on this land of mineWe all gonna get it in due timeI dont belong hereI dont belong thereIve even stopped believing in prayerDont tell meI tell youMe and my people just about dueIve been there so I knowThey keep on saying go slow!But thats just the troubleDo it slowWashing the windowsDo it slowPicking the cottonDo it slowYoure just plain rottenDo it slowYoure too damn lazyDo it slowThe thinkings crazyDo it slowWhere am I goingWhat am I doingI dont knowI dont knowJust try to do your very bestStand up be counted with all the restFor everybody knows about mississippi goddamI made you thought I was kiddin didnt wePicket linesSchool boy cotsThey try to say its a communist plotAll I want is equalityFor my sister my brother my people and meYes you lied to me all these yearsYou told me to wash and clean my earsAnd talk real fine just like a ladyAnd youd stop calling me sister sadieOh but this whole country is full of liesYoure all gonna die and die like fliesI dont trust you any moreYou keep on saying go slow!Go slow!But thats just the troubleDo it slowDesegregationDo it slowMass participationDo it slowReunificationDo it slowDo things graduallyDo it slowBut bring more tragedyDo it slowWhy dont you see itWhy dont you feel itI dont knowI dont knowYou dont have to live next to meJust give me my equalityEverybody knows about mississippiEverybody knows about alabamaEverybody knows about mississippi goddamThats it!

The Black Man

There has been so much discussion in regards to the Black Man lately that I felt that I needed to make a statement on the subject myself.

I don't think that anyone other than the Black man can understand what we go through. Not even the Black Woman...sometimes she may feel the effects, but will never understand exactly. The Black woman has always been wanted for something. The Black man is scary to the world and shunned no matter their position in life. They are attacked on many levels. Ya see, if a Black Man is doing anything someone will always percieve it in a negative light. Isn't that interesting? Why is that?

Why is everyone so afriad of the Black man, even Bill Cosby is afraid. Why otherwise would he defame any Black Man. Is he trying to let the world know that he is not like the other Black Men? Well we already know that. He has been fortunate in his life to have been afforded opportunities that many have not. So now that he has achieved wealth and education it appears that he feels he has the right to say basically that Bthe lack Man have had the same opportunites as he. I won't call any of his statement naive, but rather I'll call them ignor-motha fukin-rant. It appears that when some people gain success and money they really do forget.

Forget what it was like.
Forget that they could have made a difference earlier in their career.
Forget that negativity does not breed positivity.
Forget, forget forget.

Forget all you thought you knew about Black Men.

We are powerful men. We are capable men.

Many Black Men are simply exhausted. Does anyone know how tiring it can be to have to fight every single day of your life.

Fighting to be heard above the birage of white noise that castrates us.
Fighting to be respected just because everyone should be.
Fighting to be recognized for our capabilities instead of the terrified perceptions.
Fighting to be seen.

Even those Black Men that are successful like the Black Vice President of a company is still seen a just a Black Man. He may be given accolades form the CEO's of their company for his achievements or skill in public. However, if you take a look at the interaction between the White executives and compare them to the white executives and the minimally numbered Black Executives the itneraction is quite different. You'll see the White executives speaking in low tones almost as if telling each other secrets. Observe the White executives with the Black executives and you'd swear that something outrageously funny is always looming in their presence.

I can't say that I'm an authority on the sociological impact of any of this and have the answers to cause correction or change. However, I do know that Black are fighting everyday.

Fighting to be heard above the birage of white noise that castrates us.
Fighting to be respected just because everyone should be.
Fighting to be recognized for our capabilities instead of the terrified perceptions.
Fighting to be seen.

How many Black Men are willing to fight to the death? How many Black Men have fought until they died?

I'm tired...I'm going to bed now.

Possibilities

What are the possibilities of the Black Man or Woman? It's said that possibilities are endless. What do you think? Sometimes it feels like at every turn in one's life there are obstacles that get in the way of one's success or happiness. Is it a conspiracy crafted by some unknown source that knows the beginning of our dreams.

We're told to just keep trying and all will work out for the good. I'm scared right now that the good is too far out of my reach to enjoy it while I'm able to enjoy it. Is anyone else afraid of that? It feels like a curse when you have so many dreams that they don't allow you to focus on one. I've heard that the most intellient people are those that dream and have an imagination.

One thing that I can say that I do have is hope. Hope keeps me going each day. It wakes me up and gets me through. Is hope enough. I say no. We all need the following:

Skills
Support
Resources
Guidance
and Love

My mission is to acquire all of the above and to give them as well. I want to be free of the bonds of societal norm and work the system like those that have before me.

I know I'm blubbering on and on, I'm just tired of being tired.

Quiet

Haven't really had that much to say lately cuz things have been really busy at work. Which means there are changes getting ready to happen. Seems like it always happens like that. I'm not being paranoid either. I know one change that will be happening and that's the individual that I report to. So my life is going to be different. I'll reserve all other comments for some other time.

I've been falling asleep on the sofa almost every night trying to watch my regular shows. Never get to see them all anymore. I took today off just to get some rest. I am leaving in the morning for Philly, then I'll be in Edison, NJ. Most of yall probably never even heard of it. My company has offices in the strangest places!!! Well that's where I'll be til I get back. Maybe something will happen worth my writing about or I'll get inspired by something. We'll see now won't we.

Everyone enjoy your weekend and I pray only good things come your way.

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A Socialite's Life

I tried to make a post on A Socialite's Life for the caption contest. You were supposed to come up with a caption for the picture of Janet Jackson below. The winner would receive a LeTigre Polo. Who cares about that I just wanted to be a part of it and maybe make someone smile.

Well, I guess some blogs are as restrictive as eating 3 bunches of bananas cuz when I attempted to post my caption I kept getting the message that my post had objectionable material and was not allowed. Well shit! That picture is objectionable, so my comments are par for the course dammit!

Ala Jennifer Lewis in drunken stupor from the movie Jackie's Back.

When asked by a reporter, "Janet, Did the Milkman not deliver?"

Janet: Yeah, he delivered alright, but it's what he delivered. He delivered some shit!



If you haven't seen the movie Jackie's Back it is a must see!! It was made for the Lifetime Channel, by Robert Townsend. If you don't want to buy it you should definetely rent it.

Lunch

Nice strong handshake, that's a good sign. A good handshake tells a person that you are genuinely pleased to meet them and that you are confident. Not like those weak limp wrist handshakes. They always make a person feel as if you are insignificant and as if they could care less that they are meeting you. I just want to slap a person that shakes my hand in that manner. This brotha gets 1 point for the handshake.

T - I know a good place we can eat. It's called Engine Co No. 28. It's in the Train Station. Nice place too. It's a little pricey though is that ok?

G - Sounds nice lets go. That might be a little far to walk though so I'll drive since you picked the place.

T - Cool. Another point. As we walked into the parking structure he guided me to his car, a Saturn Sky.

G - Do you mind if I put the top down? I just can't resist putting it down when the sun is out.

T- I don't mind at all. I love convertibles. I actually have a convertible too and feel the same way.

As we drove to the restaurant we listened to Corrine Bailey Rae sing Call Me When You Get This. 2 points mistah! We arrived at the restaurant and were seated where we began an extremely fluid conversation. As we enjoyed our meals we talked about college days, family, friends and our goals in life. Before this lunch was over I was hooked. Where has this mofo been? His smile was enchanting and made me nervous at the same time.

G- Wow I can't believe how fast the time has gone. It's almost time for us to get back to the Jury room.

T- Damn! I was enjoying this. I sure hope I don't get picked for a Jury.

G - Me too but lets not even think about it and maybe it won't happen.

We made it back to the Jury Room just in time. We sat and continued to talked for about 30 more minutes before I was called into a courtroom.

T- Damn! The look of disappointment came over G's face.

G - Hey court ends at 5pm so whether you get picked for a case or not meet me at my car in the parking lot at the end of the day. I want to give you my phone number so that we can hookup at another time.

T- Sure. I'll meet you there.

I sat in that dayum courtroom all afternoon praying the whole time I would not get pulled into the Jury Box to be interviewed by these arrogant Attorney's. My luck just was not with me today as they released another Juror and called my name. The Juror they release said that she was a Psychic. The whole courtroom snickered as she said it. One of the Attorney's even asked her if she knew how the case would end. She replied, No, it doesn't work like that for me. The Defense Attorney didn't even ask her any questions and just asked for her to be dismissed.

As I sat in the Jury Box the Judge asked me if there was anything that I'd like to say before the questioning started. Yes I said. I wish I was a Physic so that I would know wheter these Attorney's were going to pick me or not. Again the courtroom roared with laughter.

It only took one question for me to be released. Had I known I would not have been so nervous. I was asked did I know anyone who was on a case similiar to this assault case. My response was yes. After a bit of silence, the Prosecutor asked me to be released. Happy about thier decision I stood and exited. Now I wish they would have called me much earlier in the afternoon. Now there it was 4:55pm the court day was almost over.

I went back to the Jury room as instructed but all the other Jurors were gone. They were released early. After getting my Jury Served papers I exited on my way to meet a great guy in the parking lot.

When I approached G in the parking lot he had that smile again. Again my legs became jelly. But I pushed on.

G- I missed you. Now that I'm missing you I don't want to be without you tonight. Let's do something spontaneous and catch a flight to San Francisco and have the best date of our lives.

T- Just let me get home and pack a bag and I'm all yours. Uhhhh I mean I'm game.

G - I liked your first response better because I think I want to be all yours too.

Jury Duty

Jury duty today. These are always long days in the courthouse. I might have felt better about it had I remembered to check to see if I was going to be called in the night before. Thank God, I was supposed to be at work at 5am or maybe the court would be looking to put me in jail or fine me. I woke up still sleepy this morning because I was up late typing a grant for a friend.

We interrupt this story for a side note:

A friend of mine Ricky just called me. I dated him at one time and we are still friends. He just was calling to see what I was up to.

T- I'm at Jury Duty.

R - Whaaat? Ooh I'm sposed to be doing it too, but they want you there too fucking early and I got things to do.

T - They are gonna fine you $5,000.00 and send yo ass to jail!

R - No they're not! Are they?? Well the woman told me to come back today but I got shit to do. Anyway, I'm going to get a note from my doctor saying I have AIDs and I can't sit in court all day cuz I'll be shittin all over myself. I'll get outta it, sheeeet!

T - You are crazy!!!!!

Back to the story.

Because we just implemented a new system I have to be at work at 5am. As soon as I walked into the building to work, it came to me. You didn't check-in for jury duty!! Of course I didn't have the nubmer with me to call in so I had to drive back home to call. Sure enough I had to report for service. Well at least I could sit around a little bit and relax before I had to be there.

So here I am sitting with all the other jurors, all praying that we don't get on a case. I began looking around the room to see if there were any cuties in here. Hmmm. There's one.

Looks a little young though. Glasses, darksin, short cut, wearing a polo shirt, backpack, and cargo pants. He's sitting in the back of the room where the chairs are set up in the same manner as in an airport, with rows of seats facing each other.

I multiple times I caught him looking at me and I looked back. When the Jury Supervisor called several names to the front his name was called to report to the specified courtroom.

I looked him dead in the eyes and he truned away looking down. Hmmm He doesn't know what to do in this situation or is being shady. For some reasn Marz came to my mind. Probably due to the shyness he exuded. He kept looking but not looking, looking but not looking...you get the picture.

As some jurors were called on to cases the crowd thinned out. As I refocused my eyes on the remaining jurors, what was revealed to me was a 6'3" slender thight bodied, brother in his 40's. He had that runnaway slave look to him that I've been looking for for quite some time. Tall, dark or brownskin slender tight body, nose that's spread accross his face, real thick lips, and long fingers.

While I was looking at that man he was looking at me too. He smiled and licked his lips. Is that a sign? Damn boy stop that, you gonna make my shit hard, I thought. Think aobut something else. Read your book. I'm reading the Bondswoman's Narritive. Believed to be one of the 1st manuscripts written by a slave. He's looking at me again. Just look away. Now why the hell am I acting like that shy youngin that just left the room?

Cus this motha fukah is hot!! Nice looking brothas like him always make me nervous. You know what? I'm gonna man up real quick. I ain't no punk. So I looked back at him right in the eyes and did the nod up. You know the whassup nod.

Lunch time!!

They release everyone for a 1 1/2 lunch. Everybody starts pushing for the door, but I lay back to avoid the rush for food. He turns to me and asks if I know where anyplace good to eat down here. At first just a small laugh fell from my lips. Then I quickly got my composure and said, Yeah I used to work down here do you want to join me?

"Sure I wouldn't mind your comapny at all", he smiled. He spread his gorgeous lips over his face and my legs became jelly.

I'm T by the way, reaching to experience those hands.

I'm G he said.

Oh Yeah I Got Tagged Again

I really don't normally like doing these tag things and ignore them. However, ProfessorGQ that tagged me seems like a nice guy and so does this one. You'll see who tagged me at the end of this post. So here goes...Again.






This is a Get To Know You Tag.

Name: D-Place Not my real name of course but the D is my 1st initial.

Next birthday: August 11th. Haven't made any plans. It sure would be nice if someone gave me a surprise birthday party.

Favorite Food: Thai Food and Soul Food.

Favorite Restaurant: Simply Thai is very good here in Los Feliz and Aunt Rosa Lee's Mississippi Kitchen on Western both in Los Angeles. I really don't have a favorite restaurant but I like these two places.

Favorite Drink: Bourbon on the rocks. If you get the opportunity try some Bookers. It's real smooth. My mother's uncles got me drinking Bourbon. I was a Gin and 7 drinker before then. That Gin will sure make you sin though so I stopped that.

Favorite Happy Hour Spot: The Abbey Too bad there's not a black bar like this in Los Angeles

Shopping Spots: Armani, when I can afford it...Not the Exchange. Actually, I'll shop anywhere can't pass up a good deal.

Favorite Movie: Jackie's Back. For a Lifetime movie this was hilarious. Jennifer Lewis is a nut.

Favorite TV Show: I Want That. I love to dream about what I want in my house.

Most Underrated Actor or Actress: Leon...With his fine ass

Favorite Song You Presently Listen To: Honey Chile by Rosie Gaines

Most Underrated Artist/Group: Ledisi

Favorite Book: Shady by Blaine Teamer I wish he would write another one! Do you hear me Blaine!!!!!

Do you have kids? nope, I have a few kids that have adopted me though. Marz, So, Theo and Marlon

Best thing about being a parent: Not having any I can't say for sure, but I believe it would be the unconditional love until they become teenagers and they hate you..LOL

Have you ever been in love? Yes, I'm a sucker for it...But think I've really only been in love 2 times.

Best thing about being in love: Feeling connected selflessly

Biggest Turn-on: There are so many things that turn me on. Am I a freak? LOL...Hands, lips, chests, nipples, ooooh I said the n word...ahhhhhh

Biggest Turn-off: conceit, ignorance, bad hygiene

What would you be doing if you were not in the job/career situation you are presently in? Psychologist, Dancer, Magazine Publisher, Club Owner, Teacher

So what's stopping you? My mind, My bank account, I talk myself out of things all the time. I do sort of teach though. Software training, which is my favorite part of my job.

Something you would love to be good at? Singing. I would sing all the time! I don't understand singers that say "oh I can't sing right now" or "I'm not in good voice right now"...Well hell that means yo ass can't sing.

Any pet peeves? People who don't listen and are only interested in what they have to say.

1 nice thing about the person that sent this to you? I don't really know the person but I like what he has to say on his blog. He, like I said earlier seems like a nice person. Actually, Charles X asked me one time if I had to marry someone from the blog world who would it be and I picked Dugla. Don't know why just my instinct gave me his name, even though he's a lot younger than myself. He'll probably be surprised that I said that, he didn't know...hee hee Ok Dugla I did the tag thing and you betta comment!!

Kinky Boots

I saw Kinky Boots yesterday. I thought it was a very good movie. Very positive and inspirational. So inspirational that it caused me to write this post.

The jist of the movie was about finding your Niche. Seems simple but it can be a really hard thing to do if you don't know what your niche is.

I think we all go through this. Unfortunately, we seem to go through it when we get a little older. Then try desperately to get out of a job or career that we have to rejuvenate ourselves. However, no matter what your age I think we should attempt to discover our niche. Where do you fit in?

I guess one thing to consider when finding your niche would be to determine what it is that you like doing or what need it is that is not being met. These words are easy to say, but I know they are soooo difficult to answer. My advice is just think about it. I know I will be. Actually, I have been for quite sometime now. Nothing yet unfortunately!!!!

Sometimes once you find your niche it may not be an easy path, so don't give up if it's something you believe in. I was going to say that nothing worthwhile is easy, but that's a dayum lie! I wish more things were easy. I'd make it be worthwhile.

Caption Tipsy Tuesday

Location: Broke Back Mountain




Ouch Mutha Fu&^%(












LaWanda says, "What cho say bitch! I ain't slept wit yo man. My babies daddy lives in L.A. working for a movie studio. He's coming back here to get me and my babies and bringing me a sun dress with daisies on it. What I need with that one ball suckah u with. I mean he look like he only got one ball.

Heffa Imma beat yo azz into yo broke down stairs! said Regina



Bamauri is my name
cuttin' bitches is my game.

The brothas think my pussy they can tame.
Baby when my stuff starts to roar
they'll be giving excuses about why their shyt is lame.









Imma have carpet marks in my back by the time that fool gets here.


















Now how the hell she get a baby! Dayum, I gotta get some extra strength Summers Eve.




Yeah yo shyt does stink, but it tastes good.
















Just feeling a little silly today..If I offended anyone it was not intentional.

Watch What You Do

Let me start this off by saying...You betta watch what you do and be who you are at all times. The reason for this statement is because it is a very small world. 6 degrees of separation and in the gay world it's 3 degrees of separation. Belief me!

I'm been friends with my best friend Fi for over 18 years. We met when he moved out here to Cali to be with his lover. I met him through a girlfriend of mine. We didn't like each other at first and I was happy to be out of his company after that first meeting. Well time changes things and soon after that we became friends. Since then he had moved back to the east coast after leaving that bastard of a lover he had. He's moved from Maryland, to New Haven, to Delaware and now is in Philly. I have of course visited him at every location except in Philly. He's only been there a few months now and I just haven't made it there yet. I have seen pictures of his place though and it is the shyt!

I've made a few friends online. Friends that I know I'll be friends with for the rest of my life. I have been to visit them in the states they live in and they me. Well one of my online friends, Mo was living in Texas when we first became online friends. Since then he moved to Atlanta to be with his lover. (lawd the kids will sure move for a man, I stopped that shyt years ago!) So when he moved to Atlanta I went to visit, that was about 8 years ago. We have since visited each other on numerous occasions. Actually, I just went to visit him this past month as he moved into his first home.

I know I have mentioned each of these friends to each other I think even by name. So my friend from Atlanta is in Philly right now and sent me some pictures of the house that he is staying at. He's email simply read that he never wanted to leave the house that he was visiting because he loved it so much. The pictures in his email started to slowly reveal themselves. Anyone who has AOL knows what I'm talking about.

As the pictures finally displayed on my screen I thought to myself. Dayum this place looks familiar. Then when I got to the last picture I knew for certain where he was staying. He was staying at my best friends house! So immediately I called my friend from Atlanta's cell phone and asked him, who he was staying with in Philly. You know kids don't like to tell you things if they're not sure why you're asking. So he says at a friends house.

I don't like to play those games very long so I just said are you staying at Fi's house? There was silence for a second. He then said, How do you know? I said cuz that's my best friends house I recognize the furniture. I didn't recognize the house right away because like I said I haven't been there yet, but have seen pics. Well we all got a good laugh out of the 3 degrees theory. It's is such a strange phenomenon.

So I'm writing this post to let you know that if you do anything in your life don't do anything that you will be ashamed of. This could have been a life altering experience if I was not always true to myself. So I had no fear what so ever in these friends meeting. Neither of them would give me anything but praises to one another.

Simply stated. You betta watch what you do cuz it will always catch up with you.

Tagged by Professor GQ

If you were to be the opposite sex for one day, what would you do?

Get Pregnant, then when I'm a man tomorrow I would become a billionaire for being the first pregnant male.

If you had to name the most difficult thing about being a teenager today, what would you say?

Not getting killed.

If you had to name the most embarrassing moment of your life, when was it?

Everytime I'm intersted in someone that I think is really fine. I become a complete clutz. Tripping over things cuz my legs won't move right and stuttering. Which is something I don't normally do.

If you had to name the most overrated actor in Hollywood, who would it be?

Denzel Washington

If you had to name the one personality trait that you have tried the hardest to change in yourself, what would you say?

Shyness

If you could go back for one minute to the Garden of Eden and give Adam advice, what would you say?

Don't listen to hah!!!!!!!! She's fukin the snake!

If you were to name the best “I told you so” you ever got to deliver, what was it?

Can't think of one. sorry

If you were Madonna, what would you do for your next publicity stunt?

Marry Brian Pumper

If you could have a lifetime 50 percent discount in any single store at your local mall, which store would it be in?

Bloomingdale's

If you could have one more pet, what kind would you get, and what would you name it?

A Blue Great Dane named Leon

If you could have God perform one miracle today, what would you want it to be?

Remove all things that make people ill physically or mentally.

If you could spend New Year's Eve doing anything you want, what would you do and who would you do it with?

I would spend it with the man that would be good for me and my life, kissing, laughing, talking and enjoy friends that we love.

If you were to set your country’s immigration policy, what would it be?

Too many of yall here already...Go home so some of these homeless people can have jobs.

If you were given the power to settle the issue of gays in the military, what policy would you set?

Ain't nobody's business if I do.

If you could have one person you have lost touch with call you up tonight and invite you to dinner, who would you want it to be?

Ron and ex lover. I don't know what happened to him and no one has heard from him.

If you could change one thing about your love life what would it be?

I am changing that thing. I'm being more conscious of who I choose to be with and holding nothing back. I have nothing to loose, but he may.

If you could have prevented one book from ever having been written, which book would it be?

The Bible was a good answer from ProfessorGQ I think I'll take his answer. It's caused so much confusion and murder.

If you have to name the best music album ever recorded, which would you select?

Sarah Vaughn Live at Mr. Kelly's

If you could have one thing made out of pure gold, what would you choose?

Hee hee hee

If God were to whisper one thing in your ear, what would you like Him to say?"

Next Week on Monday, you will be immune of all types of sickness and win the $100 million dollar lottery all by yourself. That way I can confidently walk into my job and tell selected people to kiss my ass!

What to do when your bois aren't feeling your boo?

I gotta say it again: "What to do when your bois aren't feeling your boo?"

Listen to them!!!!!

They know you better than you know yourself sometimes. Now I'm not talking about if they don't like the way he looks or the job he has. I'm talking about how your friends feel around him. You know the vibe they get when their around your boo. And what about the vibe your friends get around his friends. All those things will be important down the line.

1st imma start with the; them knowing you better than your self.

You just think you foolin everybody by acting like you are all confident and in love with this man. Remember your friends have seen you in love many times in the past. They know when you are really in love and when you are just filling a spot. Stop lying to yourself.

The way he looks or what he does.

If your friends are saying things about his looks and what he does...fuc those ho's they ain't your friends...they probably tryin to have him. Don't be superficial it shouldn't matter what he does for a living...just as long as he does something. And as far as looks...whatever floats your boat baby....if you like it I love it.

The Vibe.

If your friends don't get a good vibe from your boo. Then there is something amiss. He should know that he is going to have to deal with them as long as yall are together. So if he is not vibing with your friends then that means you are in for a little hell. He ain't gonna want to go to any of the parties where your friends are. Your friends are not going to want to come visit you at his house either if yo ass is stupid enough to move in with him in less than a year of knowing him.

The same thing goes for your friends around his friends. If they don't like each other it's not so bad...but who do you think are going to be at all the parties with yall. Both of yalls friends hating each other. Which will then mean that after awhile yall will be staying in the house arguing with each other about things that really don't amount to much.

Don't just be with him cuz you think he's the last resort or because he's comfortable for the moment. That's just not fair to him or really yourself. And if you are doing that...then you got some issues that you need to take care of. Self-esteem issues. Like not feeling like you can be alone so you accept practically anyone that looks in your direction with a pulse.

STOP THAT SHYT!

Opps i'm getting carried away. I'll just leave it at Listen to your friends. Be thoughtful about it though. You gotta think about the motives of your friends too. That's another post in itself. Not today though. I gotta go to the store.

I'm adding a bit more to this post after seeing what an unknown commentor had to say. In no way do I want to suggest that anyone should simply do whatever their friends say. That would be extremely immature. I hope that anyone reading this posts understands that. Only you know what will ultimately make you happy. Sometimes you gotta weigh what your friends say against how you feel. Keep Living and you will learn.