1.28.2010

I am....

.........watching Sparkle for the 3rd time in two days, its good to see black people acting to a plot.

.........planning some big thangs in 2010, for every valley there is hopefully a higher mountain on the other side. 2009, was an ugly bitch that I have put behind me. Onward to bigger and better things, one step at a time (Broken United FC, you definitely feel me)

.........multilayered and sometimes those layer clash against each other. Managing those opposing pieces is a daily tight rope balance. But i have been doing it well lately

.........still athletic, or at least kinda. I jumped some fences at the house the other day and i still got a little spring in me. Even at 225 lbs, don't doubt "the Kid"

.........not as enthusiastic or gullible like i used to be, but i am keener and more clever than ever. i still think that my brain is an untapped resource. My brother even called me articulate and stated i was a thinking man. The biggest ego stroke I have had in a long time. Thanks, I really needed that.

.........still young at heart, i hope that never changes

.........have smiled more in 2010, than I did in the last quarter of 2009

.........still soul searching, and finding new things every day

.........fighting temptation and its very close by

.........looking forward to a brand new reality that i am working toward

.........repeating myself, this is the same as the second bullet

.........signing off for the moment

1.27.2010

Curry Is Not A Fragrance

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I repeat, curry is not a fragrance. if you look past Polo, Kenneth Cole, Sean Jean, Dolce and Gabana in favor of that fresh curry scent, you are really fucking up. i There is no other way to say it. and it must be a unisex cologne too. maybe you will find it beside Calvin Klein's One at Perfumania.

And its bad when you just casually pass somebody in the aisle and one breath later you are suffocating. It sometimes jumps across the counter at me. And even worse, it lingers in the air and ambushes you when you walk into its smoke screen. but the worst i when it beams from one's breath. the long arm of curry breath is a force to be reconed with. i think i teared up once or twice due to it.

Ten to twenties times a week I am subjected to this. I try my best to avoid any extended conversations with any one who fits the description as a wearer of this cologne.

i understand that curry is a staple in the diet of some ethnic groups, but if i walked around smelling like freshly fried westside chicken, somebody would be blogging about me. that scent is hideous when out of place too.

so i repeat curry is not a fragrance.

i cant even eat curry anymore. no more jamaican curry goat. no indian restaurants or food, under no circumstances. i couldnt live with myself, if i became the nest harbinger of that wicked smell.

so when you decide to leave the house, check for your keys, wallet, ID, etc, but be sure to leave that damen curry alone. its one smell thats best not shared.

hmm, maybe i mispoke, i think that Vietnamese meal I had the other day had curry, but I didnt not smuggle it out of the restaruant.

1.23.2010


i can't say it any better than Jimi himself, "i got my own world to live in and i aint gonna copy you!

1.22.2010

Teddy Still Reigns


In tribute to Teddy, I wanted to share this song with you. But I then stumbled on this live performance and those sweaty bangs. Never did I know he had a perm, bob, looking like George Harrison when the Beatles invaded the US. And to think the started with the Blue Notes as a drummer. When Teddy is your drummer, just imagine how much overall talent you must have to pull that off, even for a mere day. On that note, music has plummeted tremendously

sorry, if you check the other day, i had the right words but the wrong video

1.17.2010

I want a refund

I went to a wedding over the summer. No I was coerced into going to a wedding over the summer. I only go to weddings when it is mandatory. I just don't get into it. My girlfriend's sister got married in July in Virginia. Since she was going that way, i decided to make a vacation of it and we traveled to Philly, Delaware and Maryland since we were going to be up that way. We had a nice time for the first five days, but those two days of wedding and respective preparations were the worst. From being stood up at the wedding party dinner, due to slack communication and preparations, to wandering aimlessly through Georgetown after midnight on Thursday with the wedding party, to going to U Street with the most unenthusiastic man on the planet. I said man, not groom. He was a lively as a pet rock, out on the town with his boys. Then cap it off with a stale ass ceremony.

Well when your relationship is garbage and the bride and groom have actually been married (at the the Justice of Peace) upwards of six months before the ceremony, there is really nothing to celebrate. Furthermore, the couple doesn't have get along anyway. Their first clue is that they never appear to be happy in each other's prescence.

The first clue to knowing that marriage isnt a good idea. So i did my part bought a suit and shoes that may never be worn again. I forgot the shirt tie and socks too. I paid $139 for a room at the Embassy Suites, which is the same as any other hotel except for the big open atrium area. And did I mention its in Alexandria, Va. All my people live on the Maryland side, so in total they did me no favors. So i am sending a $500 invoice for my expenses and total waste of time.

Now i bet you ask why. because i just learned that he left her. not even six months after wasting all of our time. and six months after them arguing on their "wedding" night. we could have stayed at home and just seen the pictures. so as bad as it sounds, despite your pain and suffering for entering into a time bomb of a marriage, i still want my $600. I take cash, credit, money orders, or even barter. but i gottat have it. and furthermore, i will not waste another ounce of energy or money to attend another one of your functions. now, my lady can feel free to roll by herself, but i will choose otherwise.

1.16.2010

Chance Encounter

Right after my first year in college, I went to Delaware with a good friend of mine. I stayed for a week and hung out with him and some family that stays in the area. Well we went to the King of Prussia mall, which is in suburban Philly. Its a high class mall, or at least it was to me in '99. My friend was looking for something to wear to this chick's prom in a few weeks. He was smelling himself so much that he went wearing a leisure suit, and topped it off with a Versace shirt. Well while we were checking out, Teddy Pendergrass and his wife come in. And surprisingly enough, I recognized him instantly. I wasnt into soul music quite as much as i am now. Although starstruck, i did mutter, "Hello Mr. Pendergrass," before leaving. Now as I walked by I saw that he had the hottest boots on ever. Yes, his boots were "kickin," like Eddie Murphy said in Golden Child. And it was ironic that someone confined to a wheelchair would wear such flambloyant boots, but I guess thats a day in the life of the "Velvet Teddy Bear."

You definitely will be missed. The world is just a little less sexy without you. This is the dude who had women only lock-in concerts. Never to be duplicated.

so i leave you with my favorite Teddy song. Love TKO, i have been on the wrong side of this one a few times, and it seemed like no one but Teddy knew what i was going through.

1.11.2010

A Departure from the Norm





Not my usual style but......i have been watching my foreign films and ran across her again, Ms Ana Claudia Talancon

1.08.2010

Message to Gilbert



This is for Sandy-Ass Gilbert. All this trouble for unloaded guns. Maybe you are a zero after all. Or just invest in a bodyguard, SUCKA!

oh yeah, Arena=sand in Spanish

1.04.2010

I know the feeling



Larry Holmes is a legend in my mind. Not for almost eclipsing Rocky Marciano's boxing record. Moreso, for that dropkick off the limo you just saw. The back story is that Berbick was saying that Larry's girlfriend was a prostitute from Jacksonville. Well like Larry, one can only stand so much talk before they snap. Now I will control myself, but when i close my eyes I see a Marty Jannety dropkick right into someone's chest.

1.03.2010

I had to steal this one

"Don’t be a stagnant motherfucker without a gotdamn plan."

it hits far too close to home.

Appreciation

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