To my blog fam.....Happy New Year. I hope you are able to stick to your resolutions and they make you healthier, happier and more blessed than you were last year.
Aiight, aiight... I know I was gone for a lil bit, but I took a 13 day vacation for the first time in over 6 years. Yes, you heard it right, I ain't had that many days off since James got killed in Alaska (ala Good Times...) anyway.
I had a lot of time to spend with my family, lots of time to read, do crosswords puzzles (I am hooked) and mucho time to just relax. Sleep late and get up when my body woke me up or Chuck the Cocker Spaniel wanted attention.
Believe me when I say it was hard for me to get up this morning. I almost called in for one MO sick day..... Can you believe I had over 300 emails. Damn, was I the only one off work?? As I was checking out the web I found the actual speech that Bill Cosby delivered at the NAACP rally and I wasn't too upset with what he has to say. I am a 100% participating parent and I know that your kids are a product of what you they see and hear from you. For instance I love hip-hop and my son does as well, we don't like the same artists but I am sure he gets his love of rap from good ol Moms. Yet, I also listen to Jazz and Classical music, so needless to say you can go into his bedroom and his XM radio is crackin 50 Cent, Nina Simone and Bach. He is a product of his surroundings, and I have created that surrounding...... Here is the actual speech http://www.enoughisenoughcoalition.com/Sounds/Bill%20Cosby%20NAACP%20short.wav Listen and let me know what you think...... I miss you all so much. I'm baaacckkk!!!
Saturday, December 18, 2004
REAL Old school....
Today I want to talk to you about "Real" old school. If I hear one mo rapper refer to their style of rapping as "Old School"... Ioun know how a 17- 23 yr old can even ack like they even know what old school is....
I will attempt to run down exactly what old school is...Listening to cryin' ass Keith Sweat and wishing he was "Giving all his love to you" and almost passing out while tryin to do the "Salt & Pepa", don't play!!! I damn near passed out in a pair of spandex pants, a truck ass gold rope with my name plate, about 17 rings on both hands and a leather jacket one balmy night in the Philippines (that's a WHOLE other story, maybe anotha time)!!
Aiight, do they know what is really Old School? Chic jeans with the different color stitching, Jordache Jeans with the horse head on the back pocket, and Calvin Kleins with the Loop on the back pockets, now that there was "Old School"
Let's not forget when you saw me rocking my "Reversed Jheri Curl" whilst freaking my red Michael Jackson jacket, yes, Haters I said MJ Jacket, the one with 423,875,198 zippers. Now that there was real old school.
Getting dropped off at the skating rink by yo moms and having her announce your name over the intercom, telling you "Nita, yo momma is here and it is time to go" that is real, real, old school. Especially, if she came to get you in her housecoat with rollers in her head!! Talkin' bout shamed!!! Ioun even want to go there, I thought those years of therapy had me skrait.
I am going to list what really was old school, and I will be needing a lil participation to make sure I ain't miss no-thing.....
1. Ironing with that starch that you made yourself by simply adding water. Oh don't ack like you ain't eat the otha starch, you know the Argo in the burgandy box.... I ain't forgot!
2. Remember when people bleached their own jeans and somebody overdid it and their jeans dry rotted!! Aiight, maybe that was just on my bus.
3. A fight could be started by one of the following manners:
a. By either passing a lick via delivery from an anxious viewer and/or friend.
b. Crossing an imaginary line.
c. Knocking a stick off of the opponents shoulder.
4. Eating a pickle whilst sucking on a peppermint, simultaneously.
5. Going to the $1 dollar movie, yet you could get in by bringing a canned good during the holidays.
6. Also, going to said $1 dollar movie in hair rollers & head scarf, since I had to go to school the next day (not only old school, but ultra Geto).
7. Pledging a high school sorority, fraternity or club (don't forget stepping in step shows and supporting their wfunctions/parties). My mom made me get off line because I had to buy a box of Snickers for my Big Sisters. Momma said, "Let them heifers buy they own candy, I ain't spending my money on they asses, I ain't taking you to no more pledge meetings and that's final" I thought I would just die!!!
8. Throwing the newspaper whilst atop my moped, for xtra Monies, (but not that heavy ass Sunday Paper, Moms had to help her guhl out).
9. Driving to all the functions (parties, skating rink, movies, football/ Basketball games) in a 1972 Deuce and a Quarter aka Buick and charging all riders $2.00 for gas money, DON'T PLAY!! At least I had a car and a fill up of REGULAR gas wuz bout $6.00. duhhhh. Yeah and I kept the change.
I await your inputs.....
Happy Holidays from yo guhl who used to not only push but also wash weekly her Sky Blue, 1972 Chevrolet Impala with the rust on the hood!! I ain't nevah scared.
Holla @ yo guhl.
I will attempt to run down exactly what old school is...Listening to cryin' ass Keith Sweat and wishing he was "Giving all his love to you" and almost passing out while tryin to do the "Salt & Pepa", don't play!!! I damn near passed out in a pair of spandex pants, a truck ass gold rope with my name plate, about 17 rings on both hands and a leather jacket one balmy night in the Philippines (that's a WHOLE other story, maybe anotha time)!!
Aiight, do they know what is really Old School? Chic jeans with the different color stitching, Jordache Jeans with the horse head on the back pocket, and Calvin Kleins with the Loop on the back pockets, now that there was "Old School"
Let's not forget when you saw me rocking my "Reversed Jheri Curl" whilst freaking my red Michael Jackson jacket, yes, Haters I said MJ Jacket, the one with 423,875,198 zippers. Now that there was real old school.
Getting dropped off at the skating rink by yo moms and having her announce your name over the intercom, telling you "Nita, yo momma is here and it is time to go" that is real, real, old school. Especially, if she came to get you in her housecoat with rollers in her head!! Talkin' bout shamed!!! Ioun even want to go there, I thought those years of therapy had me skrait.
I am going to list what really was old school, and I will be needing a lil participation to make sure I ain't miss no-thing.....
1. Ironing with that starch that you made yourself by simply adding water. Oh don't ack like you ain't eat the otha starch, you know the Argo in the burgandy box.... I ain't forgot!
2. Remember when people bleached their own jeans and somebody overdid it and their jeans dry rotted!! Aiight, maybe that was just on my bus.
3. A fight could be started by one of the following manners:
a. By either passing a lick via delivery from an anxious viewer and/or friend.
b. Crossing an imaginary line.
c. Knocking a stick off of the opponents shoulder.
4. Eating a pickle whilst sucking on a peppermint, simultaneously.
5. Going to the $1 dollar movie, yet you could get in by bringing a canned good during the holidays.
6. Also, going to said $1 dollar movie in hair rollers & head scarf, since I had to go to school the next day (not only old school, but ultra Geto).
7. Pledging a high school sorority, fraternity or club (don't forget stepping in step shows and supporting their wfunctions/parties). My mom made me get off line because I had to buy a box of Snickers for my Big Sisters. Momma said, "Let them heifers buy they own candy, I ain't spending my money on they asses, I ain't taking you to no more pledge meetings and that's final" I thought I would just die!!!
8. Throwing the newspaper whilst atop my moped, for xtra Monies, (but not that heavy ass Sunday Paper, Moms had to help her guhl out).
9. Driving to all the functions (parties, skating rink, movies, football/ Basketball games) in a 1972 Deuce and a Quarter aka Buick and charging all riders $2.00 for gas money, DON'T PLAY!! At least I had a car and a fill up of REGULAR gas wuz bout $6.00. duhhhh. Yeah and I kept the change.
I await your inputs.....
Happy Holidays from yo guhl who used to not only push but also wash weekly her Sky Blue, 1972 Chevrolet Impala with the rust on the hood!! I ain't nevah scared.
Holla @ yo guhl.
Friday, December 17, 2004
BEAUTIFUL....
I was thinking about words, big words, small words, Italian words, Latin words (my favorite words)... things we say, things we don't say. Things we want to say, but the words seem to get in the way.... For instance I was on the phone with B, my love one. We chatted for about 5 mins and said goodbye, right after I hung up I thought to myself, I meant to say, "I love you", now why didn't I? I was so caught up in thought concerning shyt that didn't even matter, that I didn't take advantage of the time we had on the phone.
Aight, aight... All that to say, we should use our words as if they were the last bit of oxygen, as if we may or might not see that special someone the next day. Try it and let me know how it works out. I wouldn't ask you to do something that I wouldn't try myself. I 'll let you know how it works out.... Just know that you are beautiful no matter what people tell you.
My Xmas gift to you is to tell you that I think we are all beautiful and all wonderful and so very, very special.
Imaginary story time.....One last thing, the last time I spoke to Stringer I left many things unsaid.... Well, I won't go into that again, I promised myself that I was going to stop wearing black, stop pouring out liquor and stop the mourning process, because he will always live in our hearts... I just hope he put on that vest like I told him....
Beautiful
By: Christina Aguilera
Don’t look at me
every day is so wonderful
And suddenly, it’s hard to breathe
Now and then, I get insecure
From all the fame, I’m so ashamed
I am beautiful no matter what they say
Words can’t bring me down
I am beautiful in every single way
Yes, words can’t bring me down
So don’t you bring me down today
To all your friends, you’re delirious
So consumed in all your doom
Trying hard to fill the emptiness
The piece is gone and the puzzle undone
That’s the way it is
You are beautiful no matter what they say
Words won’t bring you down
You are beautiful in every single way
Yes, words won’t bring you down
Don’t you bring me down today...
No matter what we do
(no matter what we do)
No matter what they say
(no matter what they say)
When the sun is shining through
Then the clouds won’t stay
And everywhere we go
(everywhere we go)
The sun won’t always shine
(sun won’t always shine)
But tomorrow will find a way
All the other times
We are beautiful no matter what they say
Yes, words won’t bring us down
We are beautiful no matter what they say
Yes, words can’t bring us down
Don’t you bring me down today
Don’t you bring me down today
Don’t you bring me down today
Aight, aight... All that to say, we should use our words as if they were the last bit of oxygen, as if we may or might not see that special someone the next day. Try it and let me know how it works out. I wouldn't ask you to do something that I wouldn't try myself. I 'll let you know how it works out.... Just know that you are beautiful no matter what people tell you.
My Xmas gift to you is to tell you that I think we are all beautiful and all wonderful and so very, very special.
Imaginary story time.....One last thing, the last time I spoke to Stringer I left many things unsaid.... Well, I won't go into that again, I promised myself that I was going to stop wearing black, stop pouring out liquor and stop the mourning process, because he will always live in our hearts... I just hope he put on that vest like I told him....
Beautiful
By: Christina Aguilera
Don’t look at me
every day is so wonderful
And suddenly, it’s hard to breathe
Now and then, I get insecure
From all the fame, I’m so ashamed
I am beautiful no matter what they say
Words can’t bring me down
I am beautiful in every single way
Yes, words can’t bring me down
So don’t you bring me down today
To all your friends, you’re delirious
So consumed in all your doom
Trying hard to fill the emptiness
The piece is gone and the puzzle undone
That’s the way it is
You are beautiful no matter what they say
Words won’t bring you down
You are beautiful in every single way
Yes, words won’t bring you down
Don’t you bring me down today...
No matter what we do
(no matter what we do)
No matter what they say
(no matter what they say)
When the sun is shining through
Then the clouds won’t stay
And everywhere we go
(everywhere we go)
The sun won’t always shine
(sun won’t always shine)
But tomorrow will find a way
All the other times
We are beautiful no matter what they say
Yes, words won’t bring us down
We are beautiful no matter what they say
Yes, words can’t bring us down
Don’t you bring me down today
Don’t you bring me down today
Don’t you bring me down today
Monday, December 13, 2004
Ode to "Stringer Bell"
For all that know me, you know how I feel about Idris Alba aka Russel "Stringer" Bell on HBO'S "The Wire". He was KILT last night by crazy ass Omar and Brother Mouzone aka Bowtie bka Greazy Mouth.
Here is the dialog that let me know there was some shyt in da game... Stringer asked Slim to Murder Senator Clay Davis and Avon was like naw, neer......
Avon - "I think Slim gone have to sit this one out boss. So, now we hittin state senators, hunh? We do that, we gone have everybody on us from the police, to the feds, everyone"
Stringer - "He took our money"
Avon - "You a fuckin business man. I told you he was gone do that. What I tell you about them fuckin away games,hunh"
Stringer - "Well, now he got to go"
Avon - "Naw, man. You ain't down with that. You don't get all gangsta wild and shit. Naw. You got fuckin beef with them? This shit is on you."
Yeah, yeah, yeah I knew that Stringer was setting up Avon because he was still on this Wild, Wild West type shyt. But damn, to have yo folks MURKED!!! I guess it was he who gits did first wins!!! Cause Avon is still gone get his next week, believe DAT!!! If I have to go and shoot the neer myself!
When I saw Omar fire those 3 shots into Stringer's Butta soft leather jacket, which he so tastefully matched with a Butter colored Polo shirt, I swear I thought I saw his life pass before my eyes. I screamed, I jumped up, I woke up my son and the dog. B was just looking at me like I was RETARDID!!! He is so very understanding, he allows this CRUSH I have on a TV Character.
There are a few ways Stringer can come back next season:
1. He was wearing a Bullet Proof vest (please, please and please let that be the case)
2. He was dreaming, ala General Hospital style.
3. He has a Twin and the twin was who got MURKED!!
4. He is in a coma and running the street whilst on life support!
No matter what, he will always be the only man who could play the following characters convincingly. We all remember "Midnight" from Sista Soulja's book "The Coldest Winter" and no doubt he would be the only one to play "Quadir" from Terri Wood's infamous "True to the Game" fame. If you like Stringer you will love these here hood novellas!! Oh yeah, somebody tell Ms. Jada about Idris, so she don't cast somebody reel phuked up in "The Coldest Winter", yes lil' Momma got the Movie rights!!!
Let me get myself together... I shall pour out a little Dirty Martini for my DEAD Homie.... As I wipe my eyes and try to move on and remember the good times.. If you listen I bet you can hear "I miss you" by KLYMAXX playing softly in the background. Stringer Holla @ yo guhl, I'll always have a special place for you in my heart, until next season....
Here is the dialog that let me know there was some shyt in da game... Stringer asked Slim to Murder Senator Clay Davis and Avon was like naw, neer......
Avon - "I think Slim gone have to sit this one out boss. So, now we hittin state senators, hunh? We do that, we gone have everybody on us from the police, to the feds, everyone"
Stringer - "He took our money"
Avon - "You a fuckin business man. I told you he was gone do that. What I tell you about them fuckin away games,hunh"
Stringer - "Well, now he got to go"
Avon - "Naw, man. You ain't down with that. You don't get all gangsta wild and shit. Naw. You got fuckin beef with them? This shit is on you."
Yeah, yeah, yeah I knew that Stringer was setting up Avon because he was still on this Wild, Wild West type shyt. But damn, to have yo folks MURKED!!! I guess it was he who gits did first wins!!! Cause Avon is still gone get his next week, believe DAT!!! If I have to go and shoot the neer myself!
When I saw Omar fire those 3 shots into Stringer's Butta soft leather jacket, which he so tastefully matched with a Butter colored Polo shirt, I swear I thought I saw his life pass before my eyes. I screamed, I jumped up, I woke up my son and the dog. B was just looking at me like I was RETARDID!!! He is so very understanding, he allows this CRUSH I have on a TV Character.
There are a few ways Stringer can come back next season:
1. He was wearing a Bullet Proof vest (please, please and please let that be the case)
2. He was dreaming, ala General Hospital style.
3. He has a Twin and the twin was who got MURKED!!
4. He is in a coma and running the street whilst on life support!
No matter what, he will always be the only man who could play the following characters convincingly. We all remember "Midnight" from Sista Soulja's book "The Coldest Winter" and no doubt he would be the only one to play "Quadir" from Terri Wood's infamous "True to the Game" fame. If you like Stringer you will love these here hood novellas!! Oh yeah, somebody tell Ms. Jada about Idris, so she don't cast somebody reel phuked up in "The Coldest Winter", yes lil' Momma got the Movie rights!!!
Let me get myself together... I shall pour out a little Dirty Martini for my DEAD Homie.... As I wipe my eyes and try to move on and remember the good times.. If you listen I bet you can hear "I miss you" by KLYMAXX playing softly in the background. Stringer Holla @ yo guhl, I'll always have a special place for you in my heart, until next season....
Saturday, December 11, 2004
Ghetto BABY Names....
Where in de hell do people get the names for their kids these days?? My son and I have been compiling a "Ghetto Baby Names" list for the last few years... Whatever happened to names like Lauren, Michael, David, and Brandon? We no longer want those old, traditional names, we want to name our kids after these "Superstars" i.e., Beyonce & Shaquille
Even if we don't use a "Superstars" name, we make up our own name, damn near using hieroglyphics to spell the damn name.... we use phonetic spellings, we use accent marks like they are on sale 2 for 1... It can be so ugly!!! I.e. Appreciante', I told you it can get ugly!! and there are many, many more.... I've even met women who named their daughters after themselves and gave the daughter Jr. to add to her name, what kind of backward ass SHYT is that????
If you EVEN think you might have a GHETTO BABY name to contribute, please feel free to send it to me. Now this list was compiled by me and my family, here we go.....
1. Alize'
2. Lexus (especially if you don't own a car)
3. Mercedes (same as #2)
4. BonQuisha
5. La Shawnte' (any name starting with La)
6. La Quitta
7. Hennessey (just WRONG)
8. KelShanique
9. MayOnnaise (Yes, the condiment)....
10. Traonna
11. Had to remove (he still my baby)
12. Zashanetta
13. LaVetrius
14. Dayshown
15. Daquon
16. Rontoyon
17. TiAndre
18. TryNelle
19. Fantasia (Yeah she can SANG, but.....)
20. Santita
21. Takiera
22. Shakir'ray
23. Chyna (Don't name yo baby after a foreign land....)
24. Africa ( refer to #23)
25. Asya (refer to #23)
26. Tavis
27. Destiny
28. Essence
29. Chunichi
30. Akon
31. India (refer to #23)
32. Cherevah
33. Azzure'
34. Espn (yes the sports network)
35. Delvon
36. Sharelle
37. ShawnRee
38. T'Shanae
39. Keyshawn
40. Chelisa
41. London (refer to #23)
42. Traneaya
43. Divine
44. CharDonay & Chablis (Never ever name your kids after wine)
45. Chateau
46. Vinnisha
47. DeVante
48. Dartell
49. Prudencia
50. LaTasheanne
Please feel free to add to my list......
These were added by the following Bloggers...
The Marlo Girl BroomQueisha
Funkeedva Hanifah (heck, anything with a 'fah at the end)
Sharnetta
Aquanetta
Ta'Sheeka
Lemonjelo
Orangelo (I heard a rumor that these were twins named after JELLO) lol I hope it's not true!Quadir
Uneeka (NO LIE, I know a chick named UNEEKA)
Sharquitta *and she had really sharp teeth...it was just too close to the word shark...ugh, po thang
Lovey
Foxy
Vixen
Diesel
Denim
Appolonia Jalonia (this is a real name)
Gonarrea (Pronounced "go-near-ria" unlike the Venereal Disease)
Even if we don't use a "Superstars" name, we make up our own name, damn near using hieroglyphics to spell the damn name.... we use phonetic spellings, we use accent marks like they are on sale 2 for 1... It can be so ugly!!! I.e. Appreciante', I told you it can get ugly!! and there are many, many more.... I've even met women who named their daughters after themselves and gave the daughter Jr. to add to her name, what kind of backward ass SHYT is that????
If you EVEN think you might have a GHETTO BABY name to contribute, please feel free to send it to me. Now this list was compiled by me and my family, here we go.....
1. Alize'
2. Lexus (especially if you don't own a car)
3. Mercedes (same as #2)
4. BonQuisha
5. La Shawnte' (any name starting with La)
6. La Quitta
7. Hennessey (just WRONG)
8. KelShanique
9. MayOnnaise (Yes, the condiment)....
10. Traonna
11. Had to remove (he still my baby)
12. Zashanetta
13. LaVetrius
14. Dayshown
15. Daquon
16. Rontoyon
17. TiAndre
18. TryNelle
19. Fantasia (Yeah she can SANG, but.....)
20. Santita
21. Takiera
22. Shakir'ray
23. Chyna (Don't name yo baby after a foreign land....)
24. Africa ( refer to #23)
25. Asya (refer to #23)
26. Tavis
27. Destiny
28. Essence
29. Chunichi
30. Akon
31. India (refer to #23)
32. Cherevah
33. Azzure'
34. Espn (yes the sports network)
35. Delvon
36. Sharelle
37. ShawnRee
38. T'Shanae
39. Keyshawn
40. Chelisa
41. London (refer to #23)
42. Traneaya
43. Divine
44. CharDonay & Chablis (Never ever name your kids after wine)
45. Chateau
46. Vinnisha
47. DeVante
48. Dartell
49. Prudencia
50. LaTasheanne
And last but not least......
51. PRECIOUS
52. Shalamar (As in the Singing Group)
53. Shaniqua
54. Moet
55. Star (I still don't like her CHUNKY ASS!!!)
Please feel free to add to my list......
These were added by the following Bloggers...
The Marlo Girl BroomQueisha
Funkeedva Hanifah (heck, anything with a 'fah at the end)
Sharnetta
Aquanetta
Ta'Sheeka
Lemonjelo
Orangelo (I heard a rumor that these were twins named after JELLO) lol I hope it's not true!Quadir
Uneeka (NO LIE, I know a chick named UNEEKA)
Sharquitta *and she had really sharp teeth...it was just too close to the word shark...ugh, po thang
Lovey
Foxy
Vixen
Diesel
Denim
Appolonia Jalonia (this is a real name)
Gonarrea (Pronounced "go-near-ria" unlike the Venereal Disease)
Saturday, December 04, 2004
Ain't no such thang as half-way crooks......
I was sitting here thinkin' what the fuck am I doing??? Am I happy with the choices I've made, was I meant to still be in Cali? Was I supposed to be a single parent? Was getting out of the Navy the right decision? And suddenly it hit me, like a bitch caught with anotha bitches man.... Hell Yeah! Everything I've done was what I WAS SUPPOSED to do. I try to tell folks all the time, our lives are already written, you need only say your lines. Of course, we sometime flub or completely fuck up a scene, but you have the power to get back on track, get back into the game.
I once thought that I was real, real poppin'. Naw that wasn't the case, my priorities were just FUCKED UP!!!
Around 1998 when I returned stateside from my last duty station in Manama, Bahrain. I was on ONE!! I thought that I had to be at erythang!! Every party, every happening. Shit I was in LA so much I should have had my mail forwarded.
One night, I am at the Garden Of Eden, and it's CRACKIN' . Dino, the tyrannical, psychotic doorman is there of course, he sees me and is like what up San Diego? come on it (I should have known then that I was tooo damn regular). ERYBODY, and I mean erybody was there. I knew many "STAR" type Niggas by name, had their two-ways and cell numbers and dem niggas would be like what's up Bama? (Since I am from Alabama). I wasn't giving up no ass (momma ain't raise no "HO").
I was just cool to chit chat with whilst in the spot. I also kept in touch in case I needed pull to get into a private function or I wanted to know where the haps was. So needless to say I was so souped. As I was sitting on the patio watchin these wanna be America's Next Top pseudo-Models. With Fake titties, Contact Lenses and weaves so long, that Rapunzel would have been on some Hater Shit!!
I was like man this ain't me. Here I am, an educated woman, making GREAT ass Paper legally, a hard working, single parent, homeowner, rubbing shoulders with bitches that were probably sleepin' in their cars or still at home with Moms, wearing clothing with the tags still attached (as for an easy early Monday AM return), asking mufukers, Please listen to my demo..... And just waiting on their next big break.....
TRANSLATION: They were trying to get impregnated by any mufuker on a ball team (foot, basket, base, kick, whatevah).
I mean there were genuine Pussy Wholesalers on site. I was sitting outside ducking weed smoke, cuz I don't smoke. I just wasn't feelin it. U have to be all the way in and I was a fake ass "Faker". I was not Groupie. I just wanted to be where the party wuz... Needless to say I wasn't doing well. So I realized that I could miss a few parties, I was no longer a "CLUB" Hostage. I started to read more and I realized that I didn't need to be at every FUCKIN thang! I missed it like Pookie on that crack for about 2 months, then the urges started to subside and I could sleep peacefully on a Friday and Saturday night without worrying about what I was missin.... I am happy to say that was years ago and I can now stay home and watch Mad TV, Saturday Night Live and of course, CHEATERS!!!!
I once thought that I was real, real poppin'. Naw that wasn't the case, my priorities were just FUCKED UP!!!
Around 1998 when I returned stateside from my last duty station in Manama, Bahrain. I was on ONE!! I thought that I had to be at erythang!! Every party, every happening. Shit I was in LA so much I should have had my mail forwarded.
One night, I am at the Garden Of Eden, and it's CRACKIN' . Dino, the tyrannical, psychotic doorman is there of course, he sees me and is like what up San Diego? come on it (I should have known then that I was tooo damn regular). ERYBODY, and I mean erybody was there. I knew many "STAR" type Niggas by name, had their two-ways and cell numbers and dem niggas would be like what's up Bama? (Since I am from Alabama). I wasn't giving up no ass (momma ain't raise no "HO").
I was just cool to chit chat with whilst in the spot. I also kept in touch in case I needed pull to get into a private function or I wanted to know where the haps was. So needless to say I was so souped. As I was sitting on the patio watchin these wanna be America's Next Top pseudo-Models. With Fake titties, Contact Lenses and weaves so long, that Rapunzel would have been on some Hater Shit!!
I was like man this ain't me. Here I am, an educated woman, making GREAT ass Paper legally, a hard working, single parent, homeowner, rubbing shoulders with bitches that were probably sleepin' in their cars or still at home with Moms, wearing clothing with the tags still attached (as for an easy early Monday AM return), asking mufukers, Please listen to my demo..... And just waiting on their next big break.....
TRANSLATION: They were trying to get impregnated by any mufuker on a ball team (foot, basket, base, kick, whatevah).
I mean there were genuine Pussy Wholesalers on site. I was sitting outside ducking weed smoke, cuz I don't smoke. I just wasn't feelin it. U have to be all the way in and I was a fake ass "Faker". I was not Groupie. I just wanted to be where the party wuz... Needless to say I wasn't doing well. So I realized that I could miss a few parties, I was no longer a "CLUB" Hostage. I started to read more and I realized that I didn't need to be at every FUCKIN thang! I missed it like Pookie on that crack for about 2 months, then the urges started to subside and I could sleep peacefully on a Friday and Saturday night without worrying about what I was missin.... I am happy to say that was years ago and I can now stay home and watch Mad TV, Saturday Night Live and of course, CHEATERS!!!!
-------Another TRUE STORY-------
Me and my girlfriend went to LA to see one of those Medeas plays and we stayed the weekend to shop and do dinner and the like. Of course we went out. Whilst at the Garden Of Eden (oh yeah it still Pop the fuck off!!!) I saw an old friend, his brother is that nigga for beats on the West Coast (You know I ain't gonna name drop) but anyway.... he had his cousin with him and she was kinda drunk. Next thing you know she asks me and my girl if we want to smoke, we were both like naw, we cool... Few minutes later she holds her hand out and is holding the biggest
" ROCK of CRACK" I had ever seen in person or on TV, and asked if we wanted a hit. I almost shitted!! I ain't never heard of sharing CRACK with strangers..... I guess that's how they do it in LA!!!!
Thursday, December 02, 2004
I know, I know, It's been a long time....
I was so busy over the holidays crackin ovah that damn hot ass stove that I almost forgot about my blog fam!! I hope everyone had a great "Turkey Day" aka "We stole the land from the Indians and needed a day to remember it by" DAY!!
I still gots love for ya'll I just been hitting that gym trying to get these chitterlins and Dressing off my backside!! All is good, I have been so busy tracking Destiny's Child, The Falling Incident on 106 & Park, The picture with Michelle's breat showing at some awards show and MICHELLE's voice is a HOT MESS on their new cd! See on their cd prior to this one, she wasn't able to get her solo thang going, I now see why!!!
Ioun know I thank she has got to go!!! Her voice actually sounds like that of a quadriplegic fly!! I ain't want to go there on the girl, but she sounds a mess. Except for one song #8 "If". Now she is so crackin' on that particular song that you almost forget that she sounds a hot mess!!! Aight, aight, let me get off that girl. +Plus in the "Soldier" video (which by the way is MY SONG) why does she dance like a 5 yr old project baby!!
She looks like Pookie's Girlfriend dancing for crack!! Aight, aight I'm gone get off her!!
If I receive one more rumor about Jay Z & Free of 106 & Park fame, I am going to eat this keyboard. But you know what they say, there is always an ounce of truth in ery lie. He musta been slidin' Free some pipe at one time or anotha.... I ain't hating, I'm jus sayin!
Well I have said my piece, I am off to the Marine Corp Gym. Now that right there ain't no joke, even if you want to quit you can't, you feel to ashamed!!!
Holla @ yo guhl.......
I still gots love for ya'll I just been hitting that gym trying to get these chitterlins and Dressing off my backside!! All is good, I have been so busy tracking Destiny's Child, The Falling Incident on 106 & Park, The picture with Michelle's breat showing at some awards show and MICHELLE's voice is a HOT MESS on their new cd! See on their cd prior to this one, she wasn't able to get her solo thang going, I now see why!!!
Ioun know I thank she has got to go!!! Her voice actually sounds like that of a quadriplegic fly!! I ain't want to go there on the girl, but she sounds a mess. Except for one song #8 "If". Now she is so crackin' on that particular song that you almost forget that she sounds a hot mess!!! Aight, aight, let me get off that girl. +Plus in the "Soldier" video (which by the way is MY SONG) why does she dance like a 5 yr old project baby!!
She looks like Pookie's Girlfriend dancing for crack!! Aight, aight I'm gone get off her!!
If I receive one more rumor about Jay Z & Free of 106 & Park fame, I am going to eat this keyboard. But you know what they say, there is always an ounce of truth in ery lie. He musta been slidin' Free some pipe at one time or anotha.... I ain't hating, I'm jus sayin!
Well I have said my piece, I am off to the Marine Corp Gym. Now that right there ain't no joke, even if you want to quit you can't, you feel to ashamed!!!
Holla @ yo guhl.......
Monday, November 22, 2004
The NNN...
For those of you who do not know that stands for the Nigga News Network. Most of you may never have heard of it by its proper name. But I KNOW a lot of us have been unda-cova reporters and we don't even know it.
For instance, the NNN has been referred to as "SOMEBODY said". Aiight here is a real example, SOMEBODY said that TUPAC was not dead but was in Guadalajara, that tidbit of info was carried world-wide on the NNN.
SOMEBODY said that if you go into your bathroom @ night and looked into the mirror and said "Bloody Mary, bloody Mary" you would get your face scratched up that too was spread via the NNN. You didn't know that huh? The scoopy-scoop on Kobe hitting that Pink from the back withOUT a CONDOM was an exclusive where? You guessed it.....On the NNN! I heard that Beyonce had an abortion in high school from where else??? the NNN.
See the NNN always gets the story first, it's usually a REAL FUCKED up version orthe 5th person variant, but we do get it.
Since the NNN was here before CNN. I think we should get some $ on something for THEM stealing yet another one of OUR Ideas. I actually told my mother that most info and rumors are heard not on the radio, not from your baby cousin, but via the NNN!! I hadn't heard her laugh that hard in a while. Speaking of Moms, here is another one of my.......
I can personally tell you that SOMEBODY said that Aaliyah was somewhere with Left Eye chillin' in the Bahamas... from guess where.... The NNN.
I know, I know you don't wanna hear one more thing bout the NNN right?? Okay, I have one more bit of gossip via the NNN. SOMEBODY Said that SHAQ has a mistress in Dallas for whom he purchased a mini-mansion, a big body Benz and kicks out a monthly allowance... Is it true or is it just the Infamous NNN???? You tell me, if you hear anything, let yo guhl know.... I don't want to have to rely on the NNN, you hear?
For instance, the NNN has been referred to as "SOMEBODY said". Aiight here is a real example, SOMEBODY said that TUPAC was not dead but was in Guadalajara, that tidbit of info was carried world-wide on the NNN.
SOMEBODY said that if you go into your bathroom @ night and looked into the mirror and said "Bloody Mary, bloody Mary" you would get your face scratched up that too was spread via the NNN. You didn't know that huh? The scoopy-scoop on Kobe hitting that Pink from the back withOUT a CONDOM was an exclusive where? You guessed it.....On the NNN! I heard that Beyonce had an abortion in high school from where else??? the NNN.
See the NNN always gets the story first, it's usually a REAL FUCKED up version orthe 5th person variant, but we do get it.
Since the NNN was here before CNN. I think we should get some $ on something for THEM stealing yet another one of OUR Ideas. I actually told my mother that most info and rumors are heard not on the radio, not from your baby cousin, but via the NNN!! I hadn't heard her laugh that hard in a while. Speaking of Moms, here is another one of my.......
TRUE STORIES...real shyt.
This morning I had a voice mail, it was from none other than Moms, telling me that she could see a slight resemblance between Jada Pinkett-Smith & Estelle Getty. She said that maybe they are some kin..... Now, I won't tell anybody this but you guys. Now, if I let this out, the NNN would carry this as an exclusive that "Jada's Mom used to be on Golden Girls" or "Estelle Getty's Black Love Child"!! I ain't gone even do her like that, but Jada owes me big!!
I can personally tell you that SOMEBODY said that Aaliyah was somewhere with Left Eye chillin' in the Bahamas... from guess where.... The NNN.
I know, I know you don't wanna hear one more thing bout the NNN right?? Okay, I have one more bit of gossip via the NNN. SOMEBODY Said that SHAQ has a mistress in Dallas for whom he purchased a mini-mansion, a big body Benz and kicks out a monthly allowance... Is it true or is it just the Infamous NNN???? You tell me, if you hear anything, let yo guhl know.... I don't want to have to rely on the NNN, you hear?
Thursday, November 18, 2004
You mean to tell me don't NOBODY know nothin????
I am my momma's only child, so when shyt went missin' in our house, there was no doubt who did IT!!! My momma was like Double-O-Negro. She would dust for prints, canvas the neighborhood, by sundown she knew the 5 "W's"... Why can't THEY find out who killed our rap superstars???
Peep Game....
Jam Master Jay of Run DMC, was fatally shot in late 2002, and Notorious B.I.G. and Tupac Shakur, who were both shot to death in the late 1990s. Those killings remain unsolved. How in de Phuck don't nobody know nothin??? I can't be late 3 days late with my cell phone bill payment and nine MU-phukers are emailing, callin and tryin to disconnect my phone!
Now when that lil' white girl was kidnapped from her bedroom the whole world was on CODE Tamale RED alert, shyt even Oprah (I am going to get on her incredibly un-opposing anything, standing for nothing worth anything next time) has had her on her show bout 94,315 times.
3 of the leading Rap figures of all time have been murdered and don't NObody know nothing!
My momma could detect who drank the last of the RED Kool aid,shyt fuck that she could tell who DRANK her last Pepsi with a belt and a mere threat!!! Maybe my Momma needs to join the Detectives... My momma must have been with the Original CSI:Alabama squad!!
Bullshyt u NOT!!!
Dis is some Real BULL Shyt. . . Ok, Is it just me or do you feel weird when you see that TUPAC video "I ain't mad at tcha"? I can get a tear or 2 just peepin it.
Man, I swear I am a hip-hop head fo life. My son and I love the same music (well most of the time) he all on G-UNIT and I ain't really into the Psuedo-Thug thang.
But, I was raised on hip-hop and will always be a fan. Hopefully, we can get rid of all the Posers and non-rappin ass neers and get back to that reel shyt. I just heard that new Talib Kweli "The Beautiful Struggle" that shyt is sooo hot. Also, the new Mos Def is mean. Those are real rappers. That Chingy and Petey Pablo and FA-BO are all club hits that by next summer you will be like F-A-B-O What? Are we as Black folk so unimportant that nobody cares enough to tell who, what, where, when, and WHY these men were slain? I bet you $100,000,000.00 If somebody Popped a cap in Regis Philbin or Martha Stewart's ass the whole world would just come to a screeching halt'!!!
It ain't right, we are just as important as erybody else..... You betta not only ax somebody, u betta tell-em!! Holla @ yo guhl....
Peep Game....
Jam Master Jay of Run DMC, was fatally shot in late 2002, and Notorious B.I.G. and Tupac Shakur, who were both shot to death in the late 1990s. Those killings remain unsolved. How in de Phuck don't nobody know nothin??? I can't be late 3 days late with my cell phone bill payment and nine MU-phukers are emailing, callin and tryin to disconnect my phone!
Now when that lil' white girl was kidnapped from her bedroom the whole world was on CODE Tamale RED alert, shyt even Oprah (I am going to get on her incredibly un-opposing anything, standing for nothing worth anything next time) has had her on her show bout 94,315 times.
3 of the leading Rap figures of all time have been murdered and don't NObody know nothing!
My momma could detect who drank the last of the RED Kool aid,shyt fuck that she could tell who DRANK her last Pepsi with a belt and a mere threat!!! Maybe my Momma needs to join the Detectives... My momma must have been with the Original CSI:Alabama squad!!
Bullshyt u NOT!!!
Dis is some Real BULL Shyt. . . Ok, Is it just me or do you feel weird when you see that TUPAC video "I ain't mad at tcha"? I can get a tear or 2 just peepin it.
Man, I swear I am a hip-hop head fo life. My son and I love the same music (well most of the time) he all on G-UNIT and I ain't really into the Psuedo-Thug thang.
But, I was raised on hip-hop and will always be a fan. Hopefully, we can get rid of all the Posers and non-rappin ass neers and get back to that reel shyt. I just heard that new Talib Kweli "The Beautiful Struggle" that shyt is sooo hot. Also, the new Mos Def is mean. Those are real rappers. That Chingy and Petey Pablo and FA-BO are all club hits that by next summer you will be like F-A-B-O What? Are we as Black folk so unimportant that nobody cares enough to tell who, what, where, when, and WHY these men were slain? I bet you $100,000,000.00 If somebody Popped a cap in Regis Philbin or Martha Stewart's ass the whole world would just come to a screeching halt'!!!
It ain't right, we are just as important as erybody else..... You betta not only ax somebody, u betta tell-em!! Holla @ yo guhl....
Wednesday, November 17, 2004
What's really Gangster?
NEWSFLASH......
16 NOV 04 @ 06:45am, on CNN. Authorities are looking for Rapper, "Young Buck" for questioning in connection with a Stabbing that occurred at the taping of the Vibe Awards.
Man, the world needs John Gotti. I wish his ass was still on the streets to show these young cats what Gangsta really was!!
The St. Valentine's Day Massacre was PHukin' GANGSTER!
Now, the way Carlo "The DON" Gambino and Paul Castellano ran NYC was GANGSTER!!
The way John Gotti had "The DON" MURKED, now that wuz GANGSTER!!!
Shyne not telling what he knew, now that was GANGSTER, Stupid, but still no less GANGSTER! Mobb Deep AIN'T gangster. Jah Rule AIN'T Gangster.
Now iffin' you ain't know I reside in sunny San Diego where grown asses still gang bang. You cannot wear all BLUE in some neighborhoods unless you really want to get some shyt poppin' off! San Diego is mostly BLOODS. Ioun know why I know this shyt, I just do. You can't say "CUZ" that is a term used by Crips, so you really have to be careful. You could get yo wig split for shouting out a relative to loudly.
Mind you, I am from Alabama and we do still call our cousins by that moniker, "Cuz". I am scared to death to be out and see a distant relative and forget where I am and get a hot piece of lead in da ass!! It is not a game.
Even these coward asses out think they are GANGSTETR!! Unless still living with yo Mom's and driving her ride to all the functions is considered gangster! If having 3 or 4 baby momma's is gangster then we are living in GANGLAND!! A lot of these cat's are about 2 centimeters from their 3rd STRIKE!!!
Please tell them to stop hollerin' they gangsta, cause the really, really ain't!!!
16 NOV 04 @ 06:45am, on CNN. Authorities are looking for Rapper, "Young Buck" for questioning in connection with a Stabbing that occurred at the taping of the Vibe Awards.
What the fuck is really goin' on?? Are people starting to believe they are really Gangster due to the Half ass rhymes they spit?? The FIVE Families I.e.,The GAMBINO Crime Family, The GENOVESE Crime Family, The BONANNO Crime Family, The COLOMBO Crime Family and The LUCCHESE Crime Family. Them was some Real GANGSTERS!
Them cats were slanging Coca, Loan sharking, gambling, prostitution rings. Wasn't nobody slinging BEATS!! Nobody was spitting rhymes, they were spittin' slugs!
Man, the world needs John Gotti. I wish his ass was still on the streets to show these young cats what Gangsta really was!!
The St. Valentine's Day Massacre was PHukin' GANGSTER!
Murder Inc. AIN'T GANGTA!!! Ashanti singing, "Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby..."
That shit AIN'T GANGSTA! Actually, that would be kinda of bitch like!!!
Now, the way Carlo "The DON" Gambino and Paul Castellano ran NYC was GANGSTER!!
The way John Gotti had "The DON" MURKED, now that wuz GANGSTER!!!
Shyne not telling what he knew, now that was GANGSTER, Stupid, but still no less GANGSTER! Mobb Deep AIN'T gangster. Jah Rule AIN'T Gangster.
Now iffin' you ain't know I reside in sunny San Diego where grown asses still gang bang. You cannot wear all BLUE in some neighborhoods unless you really want to get some shyt poppin' off! San Diego is mostly BLOODS. Ioun know why I know this shyt, I just do. You can't say "CUZ" that is a term used by Crips, so you really have to be careful. You could get yo wig split for shouting out a relative to loudly.
Mind you, I am from Alabama and we do still call our cousins by that moniker, "Cuz". I am scared to death to be out and see a distant relative and forget where I am and get a hot piece of lead in da ass!! It is not a game.
Even these coward asses out think they are GANGSTETR!! Unless still living with yo Mom's and driving her ride to all the functions is considered gangster! If having 3 or 4 baby momma's is gangster then we are living in GANGLAND!! A lot of these cat's are about 2 centimeters from their 3rd STRIKE!!!
Please tell them to stop hollerin' they gangsta, cause the really, really ain't!!!
Tuesday, November 16, 2004
I DO NOT Like STARR JONES....
I know, I know you want to know why I don't like her, right? Well, I know I don't like LIVER because it's all chewy and dry, I don't like Beets they just smell funny and I do not like GREASY ASS STARR! I really can't point out one thing, besides her marrying a bi-sexual man, her bearing false witness for Pay-Less Shoes, that sub-standard wig Collection that she herself won't even much rock.
Ioun know I just don't like her.... I ain't got a Hater-bone in my body, but when it comes to "Please look at me I am just so FABOlous" Starr. Don't get my wrong I love to see asisth do her thang, but this monkey is just soooo, oooh. I can't even convey what I think about her. I used to DVR THe View, just so I could peep her out at her Ghetto Finest. Saying shit like my Babies Daddy, while Barbara Walters and the rest of the crew would snicker at her SHINY ass.
I really would like to just push her ass down.
I probably need to go get some type of counseling, me not liking her this much CANNOT be healthy...
I also don't like Squid salad, it just looks weird, but will slay some Salt & Pepper Calamari. I just don't like her, what are your thoughts, I really NEED to know?
Regards,
Vice President of The SOS (Sick of Starr) Club
P.S. Please look at this SKANKS Bridal Registry and of course it's with Tiffany's. I KAN'T Stand her ass. I must take a Goody and lay down.
Ioun know I just don't like her.... I ain't got a Hater-bone in my body, but when it comes to "Please look at me I am just so FABOlous" Starr. Don't get my wrong I love to see asisth do her thang, but this monkey is just soooo, oooh. I can't even convey what I think about her. I used to DVR THe View, just so I could peep her out at her Ghetto Finest. Saying shit like my Babies Daddy, while Barbara Walters and the rest of the crew would snicker at her SHINY ass.
I really would like to just push her ass down.
I probably need to go get some type of counseling, me not liking her this much CANNOT be healthy...
I also don't like Squid salad, it just looks weird, but will slay some Salt & Pepper Calamari. I just don't like her, what are your thoughts, I really NEED to know?
Regards,
Vice President of The SOS (Sick of Starr) Club
P.S. Please look at this SKANKS Bridal Registry and of course it's with Tiffany's. I KAN'T Stand her ass. I must take a Goody and lay down.
Monday, November 15, 2004
What is Drama-Cide?
I know, I know you say what in de phuck is "Drama-Cide"? That is when you are slowly being almost kilt by all of the Drama surrounding you.... I got so much shyt poppin' off that I don't even know where to start... I got one girlfriend who just got out of court attempting to get Spousal Support from a 50 Yr old x-hustler, current club head that is rocking Polo and Roca-Wear. That is like seeing your Grand-Dad @the club poppin' Mo-Mo and hollin at hoes, it just ain't right. What I try to do is not let other folks shyt swallow me up. Thank goodness my life is relatively drama free, my only problem is not letting Chucks pee on the Persian rugs other than that all is pretty good. Now that ain't all the drama....
What happened to ODB? Somebody gotta know.. This man made it out of Rikers Island, a bit phuked up behind it, but he made it out. Ioun even know, what I do is his momma didn't name him no ODB. From now on let us refer to him by the name his momma gave him, Russell Jones. RIP
What happened to ODB? Somebody gotta know.. This man made it out of Rikers Island, a bit phuked up behind it, but he made it out. Ioun even know, what I do is his momma didn't name him no ODB. From now on let us refer to him by the name his momma gave him, Russell Jones. RIP
Saturday, Me and B Angie B did tha Damn Thang!!
I know, I know I should have written about this a couple of days ago, but I couldn't. Believe me I tried, but the Chilled PATRON Anejo wouldn't let me. I put this on erything, I musta had 4-5 shots of that pure Gas-o-line saturday and I was feeling no pain. As soon as we hit the SPeezy my girls Destiny Child new joint was grindin' I thought I was back in the marching band!!! I swear I almost passed out.... We had a ball. We left The Blue and headed over to E Street Alley for the after-hrs set until 4-ish. Me and my dog did get it up!!! Now mind you she has been out to sea for the last 4 months, so you know we had to git it poppin' All that to say, in the infamous words of the much tattooed man in the Gnolia aka LIl Weziana BKA Lil Wayne, "Man I miss my dog!!"
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Some Chicken, an Undercover cop & some Smoke....
Ok, here goes. I had an incredibly long and detailed dream last eve. Please tell me what you think it means to you.
I dreampt I had a party, I then ran out of chicken wings (Neers always have Chix at a party, don't front). I then went outside and saw this chick selling chicken I asked to purchase a tray of wings, she then asked if I wanted to purchase any smoke (weed) and I wuz like Naw, that ain't me, but I then asked what it was going for, that is when she proceeded to retrieve her badge and gun from what looked like either her panties or near her Vagina area somewhere. Next thing I know I am in Federal Prison and I am looking for my purse, which contains pictures of my son. I then started an exercise class and then my alarm went off... what da phuck, should I not buy chicken from street side vendors, are undercover cops waiting to bust my ass for who knows what? I need somebody to at least crack open a dream book and tell me something, anything..... My x-Mother in Law believed in that dream shyt, fah reel, but we ain't the closest, feel me?
I am awaiting somebody's diagnosis....
Signed,
Scared to go to sleep or to eat chicken!
I dreampt I had a party, I then ran out of chicken wings (Neers always have Chix at a party, don't front). I then went outside and saw this chick selling chicken I asked to purchase a tray of wings, she then asked if I wanted to purchase any smoke (weed) and I wuz like Naw, that ain't me, but I then asked what it was going for, that is when she proceeded to retrieve her badge and gun from what looked like either her panties or near her Vagina area somewhere. Next thing I know I am in Federal Prison and I am looking for my purse, which contains pictures of my son. I then started an exercise class and then my alarm went off... what da phuck, should I not buy chicken from street side vendors, are undercover cops waiting to bust my ass for who knows what? I need somebody to at least crack open a dream book and tell me something, anything..... My x-Mother in Law believed in that dream shyt, fah reel, but we ain't the closest, feel me?
I am awaiting somebody's diagnosis....
Signed,
Scared to go to sleep or to eat chicken!
It is I the Jack of all Trades, even posing for pictures.....
Fah reel, you can get to the spot now... I am top left, with light spikes.... It's Yo guhl in the Black Passion Fall 04. That is a wig... but it wuz real, real crackin'
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Friday, November 12, 2004
Yesterday was my Holiday
I know erybody was off work yesterday. Since, it was a National Holiday.
It was my day, Veteran's Day.... You might not know this, but I am a US Navy Vet. I did 10 yrs, 2 months and 3 days active duty, I've been out approx 6 yrs. I served in a couple of conflicts and situations. But for some reason when I was on active duty I didn't take it as serious as I should have.
I never thought we would or could go to "REAL" War. We always did a lot of play type shit, exercises, saber rattling. Now shit is so real. I am glad I got my lil' Black hindpart out. I try to make people realize this is not a game, babies are leaving their arms, legs, eyes and lives over there. I try not to get to deep into the political situation on this blog, I just want to come here to escape the day-to-day drama, but I have to speak my piece on this bullshyt.
Today, the truth must be told, this is some BULLSHIT. If they even think of reinstating the draft, I will have to make my son ineligible (ok he is only 14), by either running over his foot with the car or sending his butt abroad for a couple of years and he could attend a University over there, but there is no way MINE is going over there. If I have to pop a cap in Colin's ass, I shall do, what I shall have to do. So please pray they end this foolishness yesterday, cause if it does continue, ya'll gone have to put some $ on my books for my commissary...
Holla@ yo Guhl.
I ain't real mad at a Newport, you know when I am sippin' on that young Hennessey w/Lemon chilled :-).....
It was my day, Veteran's Day.... You might not know this, but I am a US Navy Vet. I did 10 yrs, 2 months and 3 days active duty, I've been out approx 6 yrs. I served in a couple of conflicts and situations. But for some reason when I was on active duty I didn't take it as serious as I should have.
I never thought we would or could go to "REAL" War. We always did a lot of play type shit, exercises, saber rattling. Now shit is so real. I am glad I got my lil' Black hindpart out. I try to make people realize this is not a game, babies are leaving their arms, legs, eyes and lives over there. I try not to get to deep into the political situation on this blog, I just want to come here to escape the day-to-day drama, but I have to speak my piece on this bullshyt.
Today, the truth must be told, this is some BULLSHIT. If they even think of reinstating the draft, I will have to make my son ineligible (ok he is only 14), by either running over his foot with the car or sending his butt abroad for a couple of years and he could attend a University over there, but there is no way MINE is going over there. If I have to pop a cap in Colin's ass, I shall do, what I shall have to do. So please pray they end this foolishness yesterday, cause if it does continue, ya'll gone have to put some $ on my books for my commissary...
Holla@ yo Guhl.
I ain't real mad at a Newport, you know when I am sippin' on that young Hennessey w/Lemon chilled :-).....
Thursday, November 11, 2004
How was he able to afford such Big ass diamond earrings???
I just made it in from Karaoke at this hole in da wall... I swear anybody could get up on that stage and "SANG" whatevah they wanted.... I thought of throwin' a rock at this one chick, then I remembered that it took real courage to git up there and make a complete ANUS of yourself, so I stopped the hate and started clapping.
Once I had a Chilled Patron and 2 Coronas shyt started to sound aiight! It was probably cuz my arm and shoulder were located in my cup. I saw a neer in there with "DIAMELLES" in his ear so big that Baby from Cash Money Millionaires would have been mad as a PHUCK.
Why do they even play themselves with those wanna be 12 carat earrings while sitting at the Bus Stop, no doubt talking on their pre-paid celly. It just ain't right and I will be the first to speak on it, since this is my shit and I can say what I like. All that to say fun was had by all.... Especially moi.
Holla @yo guhl.....
Once I had a Chilled Patron and 2 Coronas shyt started to sound aiight! It was probably cuz my arm and shoulder were located in my cup. I saw a neer in there with "DIAMELLES" in his ear so big that Baby from Cash Money Millionaires would have been mad as a PHUCK.
Why do they even play themselves with those wanna be 12 carat earrings while sitting at the Bus Stop, no doubt talking on their pre-paid celly. It just ain't right and I will be the first to speak on it, since this is my shit and I can say what I like. All that to say fun was had by all.... Especially moi.
Holla @yo guhl.....
Tuesday, November 09, 2004
I should have never left Ninja School
See, just when you think you know me I hit you with some shyt all out of leff field.
I bet you didn't know this but I had a full scholarship to attend a prestigious NINJA School. No, I ain't talking about the motorcycle classes. I mean an accredited NINJA Training University, ok it's not a four year college but I would get a license to carry those killa stars and I think I would have been able to at least wear a concealed Samurai sword to work. How cool would that have been I would have been the First African-American, Female Ninja.
Hmm....I wonder if I would get head of the line privileges at the Club? Probably huh? Wouldn't you let a NINJA in not only free, but first. I could have been in that Kill Bill I & II. My name would have been "Pretty Python" or "Slick Snake" "Chocolate Rattler" or something along those lines.... I bet there are a lot of haters reading this thinking, I am so glad you are not a Ninja! I would have probably been proficient in using a blow gun with those poison darts.
It ain't ovah until the Fat Chick Squeals....
So I could still realize my dreams of dressing in all black leather (Mini-skirt, black suede Baby-tee, a Leather Kimono and black leather boots with a 4 inch hell) I would be so hot!!!
I could make my own NUNCHAKUS, all I would need is an old broom stick, a piece of chain and 2 nails. Maybe I could... Well I'll get on that later as soon as I complete this Super Hero course. Did you know that I will be the first African-American SUperhero. WE are still trying to decide my name and my powers.
I was thinking I could be "Club Girl" my super powers would consist of being able to drink Champagne and Country Tea (Chilled Hennessey & Lemon) all night and not get drunk or sick. Also, I would have ESP so that I could tell when a neer was lying. Also, I could look at him and tell if he had any warrants, any baby momma drama and any credit issues. Now that would really be crackin'
I bet you didn't know this but I had a full scholarship to attend a prestigious NINJA School. No, I ain't talking about the motorcycle classes. I mean an accredited NINJA Training University, ok it's not a four year college but I would get a license to carry those killa stars and I think I would have been able to at least wear a concealed Samurai sword to work. How cool would that have been I would have been the First African-American, Female Ninja.
Hmm....I wonder if I would get head of the line privileges at the Club? Probably huh? Wouldn't you let a NINJA in not only free, but first. I could have been in that Kill Bill I & II. My name would have been "Pretty Python" or "Slick Snake" "Chocolate Rattler" or something along those lines.... I bet there are a lot of haters reading this thinking, I am so glad you are not a Ninja! I would have probably been proficient in using a blow gun with those poison darts.
It ain't ovah until the Fat Chick Squeals....
So I could still realize my dreams of dressing in all black leather (Mini-skirt, black suede Baby-tee, a Leather Kimono and black leather boots with a 4 inch hell) I would be so hot!!!
I could make my own NUNCHAKUS, all I would need is an old broom stick, a piece of chain and 2 nails. Maybe I could... Well I'll get on that later as soon as I complete this Super Hero course. Did you know that I will be the first African-American SUperhero. WE are still trying to decide my name and my powers.
I was thinking I could be "Club Girl" my super powers would consist of being able to drink Champagne and Country Tea (Chilled Hennessey & Lemon) all night and not get drunk or sick. Also, I would have ESP so that I could tell when a neer was lying. Also, I could look at him and tell if he had any warrants, any baby momma drama and any credit issues. Now that would really be crackin'
Sunday, November 07, 2004
I am searching for the words.
One of my bestest of friends in the entire world lost her Mom this morning. I too lost a friend today. A sweet soul that had done her time in this place and needed to move on for peace and serenity.
I don't know what to do first, do I cry, do I scream, do I be still, should I be quiet? I know that God hears the silent prayers that I am offering up. I think I will just pray for her spirit and pray for her family and pray for all of my family and friends that I don't speak to as often as I should, I ain't that damn busy.
I wish for them.....
Happiness. Deep down within
Serenity. With each sunrise
Success. With each facet of their lives
Love. That never ends.
And most of all close and caring friends to guide them through.....
I spoke to my mother who always likes to discuss when she is called "Home", today I listened and silently cried, I not only tried to hear her, I was intently listening.
Old folks are full of wisdom.
I pray that I am not so selfish that I would want her to stay here with me, if her quality of life was not such that she would want to be here as well. I pray for patience and peace.
As I type this I have to wipe my eyes, just the thought of my mom not being here is enough to break me down.....
As a matter of fact get off the computer and call your Mom, call your Dad, call your Mudear, call your Big Momma, Call Nanna... Do that for me.
Beloved and be loving,
Me
I don't know what to do first, do I cry, do I scream, do I be still, should I be quiet? I know that God hears the silent prayers that I am offering up. I think I will just pray for her spirit and pray for her family and pray for all of my family and friends that I don't speak to as often as I should, I ain't that damn busy.
I wish for them.....
Happiness. Deep down within
Serenity. With each sunrise
Success. With each facet of their lives
Love. That never ends.
And most of all close and caring friends to guide them through.....
I spoke to my mother who always likes to discuss when she is called "Home", today I listened and silently cried, I not only tried to hear her, I was intently listening.
Old folks are full of wisdom.
I pray that I am not so selfish that I would want her to stay here with me, if her quality of life was not such that she would want to be here as well. I pray for patience and peace.
As I type this I have to wipe my eyes, just the thought of my mom not being here is enough to break me down.....
As a matter of fact get off the computer and call your Mom, call your Dad, call your Mudear, call your Big Momma, Call Nanna... Do that for me.
Beloved and be loving,
Me
Thursday, November 04, 2004
A woman in harmony.....
I think I am that woman. As a Matter-of-Fact, I know I am that woman. It ain't about where I am geographically, who I am with (though that helps) or what I am wearing, it's an internal thing. I am in harmony with myself, my family and just my life overall.
I go where I will, I do what I must and I eat what I hunt.
All that to say I've been making my own way and creating my own destiny on my own terms and shit has been real, real sweet. Now don't get me Phuked up. There are bumps in this journey, but I ain't on somebody else's back, I make my own hell at times. I must admit in the past I have made shit harder than it necessarily has to be. I will take the "L" for that, but that doensn't occur too often. I am usually as peace as a lamb, albeit a crackin' ass lamb, yet still a LAMB!
I no longer bite my tongue, I say what I think I need to say to clear my conscious and my heart, now I don't just get all Tourette's Syndrome and shyt. I try to temper my speech, but I no longer let things fester and fall into the recesses of my mind where when they do surface they do so along with the angst of being held back for so long that the receiver is not able to distinguish the message from the PHUCKED delivery.
Mane I like being grown. The Journey at times has seemed real, real fucked up. But I realize a lot of the rides I've taken to get here and they were kinda fucked, but after arrival... aight let me illustrate.
I go where I will, I do what I must and I eat what I hunt.
All that to say I've been making my own way and creating my own destiny on my own terms and shit has been real, real sweet. Now don't get me Phuked up. There are bumps in this journey, but I ain't on somebody else's back, I make my own hell at times. I must admit in the past I have made shit harder than it necessarily has to be. I will take the "L" for that, but that doensn't occur too often. I am usually as peace as a lamb, albeit a crackin' ass lamb, yet still a LAMB!
I no longer bite my tongue, I say what I think I need to say to clear my conscious and my heart, now I don't just get all Tourette's Syndrome and shyt. I try to temper my speech, but I no longer let things fester and fall into the recesses of my mind where when they do surface they do so along with the angst of being held back for so long that the receiver is not able to distinguish the message from the PHUCKED delivery.
Mane I like being grown. The Journey at times has seemed real, real fucked up. But I realize a lot of the rides I've taken to get here and they were kinda fucked, but after arrival... aight let me illustrate.
(here goes another.... True Story....
Real SHIT.....When I was 12 I wanted to visit my aunt and uncle who lived out in Cali, I was living in Alabama at the time so it sounded like and adventure, how true that turned out to be. Of course we couldn't fly because my aunt was afraid to fly, so we had to take THE DOG (Greyhound).
We must have been on that fuckin bus for 2 weeks. Me, her and my 4 lil cousins ranging in age 8 to 3 yrs old. Oh yeah this was the trip from hell!!
By the way, did I mention that she was a paranoid schizophrenic and she stopped taking her medication? We ended up in fucking Colorado or somewhere real fucked up. I called my Moms collect cryinin' because my Aunt was seeing shit and talking to the air and we had no more food because she had drunk it up or something real fucked. I just so happened to have a $20 in my purse, so you know I ate junk food Mammy.
By the way, did I mention that she was a paranoid schizophrenic and she stopped taking her medication? We ended up in fucking Colorado or somewhere real fucked up. I called my Moms collect cryinin' because my Aunt was seeing shit and talking to the air and we had no more food because she had drunk it up or something real fucked. I just so happened to have a $20 in my purse, so you know I ate junk food Mammy.
By the time we finally reached Cali I was sick as a hostage and shitting like a DUCK. I just wanted to go back home. But my Uncle saved the day. Mane we went to DISNEYLAND & KNOTT'S BERRY FARM. I had forgotten how FUCKED up the trip had been, all I knew was I loved the hell out me some Mickey & Minnie Mouse.
But after about a week reality set in that my Aunt was fuckin nuts and that talkin to the air shit was tooo damn NOT cute and I wanted to get my lil Ass back to BAMA!!!
All that to say the JOURNEY Was sorta psychotic but once I got there it was on....
It's all about how you act once you get there.
But after about a week reality set in that my Aunt was fuckin nuts and that talkin to the air shit was tooo damn NOT cute and I wanted to get my lil Ass back to BAMA!!!
All that to say the JOURNEY Was sorta psychotic but once I got there it was on....
It's all about how you act once you get there.
Wednesday, November 03, 2004
I Voted, I Swear.
I am so pissed off about this whole Presidential election mess that I can't even really go into it. Who in de HELL TOLD NADER it was okay to FUCK UP the election AGAIN?? He phuck around and get a beat down. I am just hoping that this was a wake-up call for The DUBya and that he realizes that he needs to bring our sons and daughters home. I ain't wishing no evil on the man, cause God don't like ugly. I just wish this had went another way.
Over heard in 1849 by a couple of slaves planning their escape,
Over heard in 1849 by a couple of slaves planning their escape,
"I guess we is gone go for our freedom tonight, we is gone meet down by the crick and u best have a lil salted meat with you. Dat dere Under ground Railraod is long and hard. And you know Harriet ain't even one to be shuckin' with... She says we is gone follow the North Star to Canada, she sey up there we's free. We's be free to do what we shall. U know dey say she won't even much let you stop, if u even try to stop walking she'll leave you fo dead, fo she let you tell on erybody else. jus in case you's found and might tell which way we's went. U bes get ready, be ready, we's going for our freedom tonight!!
I thought we could plan our escape and that John Kerry was our guide, our guide thru, I guess.... This shit just ain't right
Jay Z and R-ruh Kelly aka Pee on you MAN.
So why in de hell has the "Best of Both Worlds" Part Deux been CANX! I think there is a curse on them as a team. NAW I ain't hating alls umm sayin is, erytime dem too neers even chirp one another on Nextel there is a MUFUKIN Probs B!
Now why do you think that is? Personally, since this is my SHYT, I can speak frankly! I THINK Kells aka Sir URINE, is just hatin' on JAY! No shit. He is hating cuz that neer is way mo hotter and got way mo Collabos and could have "THE DUBya" on a REMIX if he wanted, cause he just dat hot!!! I gots luv for both of them... BUT I would let Jay babysit the kids before KELS!
All that to say maybe neers need to stop tryin to do DUETS and DO THEM!!!
Why neers always tryin to act like they the SUPREMES!! You know HATE is a major playah now and days.... so to keep all shyt to a minimum, no more collabos.
See now I have spoken, now let that shit be.
P.S. How da PHUCK is Kells gone sue Jay for $75 MILLION Dollars. When he still got cases in the system for that urine incident with that 13 yr old, http://www.modernhumorist.com/mh/0206/rkelly/ I would think Pimpin' would be afraid to even step into a courthouse, I guess he don't see nothin' wrong......
Now why do you think that is? Personally, since this is my SHYT, I can speak frankly! I THINK Kells aka Sir URINE, is just hatin' on JAY! No shit. He is hating cuz that neer is way mo hotter and got way mo Collabos and could have "THE DUBya" on a REMIX if he wanted, cause he just dat hot!!! I gots luv for both of them... BUT I would let Jay babysit the kids before KELS!
All that to say maybe neers need to stop tryin to do DUETS and DO THEM!!!
Why neers always tryin to act like they the SUPREMES!! You know HATE is a major playah now and days.... so to keep all shyt to a minimum, no more collabos.
See now I have spoken, now let that shit be.
P.S. How da PHUCK is Kells gone sue Jay for $75 MILLION Dollars. When he still got cases in the system for that urine incident with that 13 yr old, http://www.modernhumorist.com/mh/0206/rkelly/ I would think Pimpin' would be afraid to even step into a courthouse, I guess he don't see nothin' wrong......
Monday, November 01, 2004
I'm gone get my VOTE ON.... "Excuse me whilst I RANT!"
Is it just me or is The DUBya Fuckin' Retardid? Alright, the only way I can even conceive that he is not retardid is if he sends those slutty twins Jenna (Jamieson) & Barbara over them waters to get they fight and bomb dodgeball on. DUBya doesn't have any qualms about sending our asses cross them thar seas to fight the "enemy" for oil that we shall never partake a profit off of. He and "Don't be a" DICK Cheney are both up to their scrotums in this shit! This shit was planned before his ass even got into office.
Remember his infamous line, "Saddam tried to kill my Daddy!"
Don't be fooled this shit was planned from day one. DUBya is only doing his DADDY'S DIRTY Work. He could never be the man his DADDY wanted him to be so I guess he could at least do him this lil' Favor....
With me being a Veteran of 3 Wars/Conflicts, I have a problem with a mufukah giving orders who has never taken them same orders his damn self.
Now, I ain't sayin that John Kerry is The Truth like Beanie Siegel, who by the way just got 12 months for assault, for shooting a hater type cat outside the club cause he "TOUCHED" his girl, or Carl "The Truth" Williams, who got his ass STOMPED by Pre-Prozac Mike Tyson in round 1, nor am I sayin he is "The Answer" Like Allen Iverson (who did chase his wife BUCK-Nekkid out of their home @GUNPOINT). I'll just say he is just the lesser of 2 evils. But, I would gladly have my Commander in Chief be an awarded war Veteran, not some draft dodging, sniveling mildly retarded mamma's boy, with not only a drankin' problem, but he liked to sniff a lil' Powder ery now and again, as well....
Shit is all fucked up, what we gone do now, huh? What we gone do now????
Sunday, October 31, 2004
Happy Hallowed EVE!!! Whatevah...
So it's Halloween again, YES I did put out the decorations, as I have for the last 13 yrs (my son just turned 14). Now you know I decorate for everything, but the DAMN Tooth Fairy.... I think this will be our last year of decorations and celebrations... He is actually staying in to give out the candy. I guess the jig is up. I no longer have to spend $4000.00 on candy. Nor do I have to put up the Easter Bunny flag, or the Leprechaun poster, but I will still put up the Christmas decorations, that is just as much for me as it is for him....
Real shit. Ok, it was Halloween about 4 years. We had agreed we would turn out the porch light and stop passing out candy at around 9:30 pm. At 10:30pm my doorbell rings I am thinking it's either the Rape man, a burglar or a wayward child that has no sense of time and is trick or treating alone, without his parent that would know better than to approach a dark ass door.......
I open the door and there stands a grown ass teenage boy, looks to be 19 or 20. He is dressed in a dirty t-shirt, with a over-sized flannel jacket, flooded jeans, he is using a pillowcase for his booty and a very broken down Jheri Curl wig, that had seen some better days when it was worn by Ms. Jenkins, head Usher at Mount Olive Greater New Hope COGIC AME aka the "Lunch Room lady's" head.
So I am thinking this baby is homeless is just using the Holiday as a front to come up. So I open the door ever so slightly and he says in a voice that saw puberty long ago, "Trick or treat."
Now don't get it twisted I thought of at least having my pistol in my waistband, just to let him know we could go there if I deemed it to be necessary. I give him a couple big scoops of candy then I ask him hey what the hell are you supposed to be? I had to ask, I know it was very uncouth, even crass in some circles. The dark circles and the dry white mouth should have been the give away, but of course I had to ask. I needed to know what he was supposed to be.... a usher board member, a lunch room attendant, what??? he told me that he was a, get this a CRACKHEAD!!!
I had to give him more candy just for being so inventive, so daring, so RETARDID. Now that made my night and of course I didn't answer the doorbell for the rest of the night, what could come after a CRACKHEAD?? I was afraid to ask.
Now it's time for a...True story
I open the door and there stands a grown ass teenage boy, looks to be 19 or 20. He is dressed in a dirty t-shirt, with a over-sized flannel jacket, flooded jeans, he is using a pillowcase for his booty and a very broken down Jheri Curl wig, that had seen some better days when it was worn by Ms. Jenkins, head Usher at Mount Olive Greater New Hope COGIC AME aka the "Lunch Room lady's" head.
So I am thinking this baby is homeless is just using the Holiday as a front to come up. So I open the door ever so slightly and he says in a voice that saw puberty long ago, "Trick or treat."
Now don't get it twisted I thought of at least having my pistol in my waistband, just to let him know we could go there if I deemed it to be necessary. I give him a couple big scoops of candy then I ask him hey what the hell are you supposed to be? I had to ask, I know it was very uncouth, even crass in some circles. The dark circles and the dry white mouth should have been the give away, but of course I had to ask. I needed to know what he was supposed to be.... a usher board member, a lunch room attendant, what??? he told me that he was a, get this a CRACKHEAD!!!
I had to give him more candy just for being so inventive, so daring, so RETARDID. Now that made my night and of course I didn't answer the doorbell for the rest of the night, what could come after a CRACKHEAD?? I was afraid to ask.
Wednesday, October 27, 2004
It's Participation TIME
Today is the beginning of The Southern Belle Participation Week.
I want to get to know YOU better. Please read all the questions, and answer as many of them as you want in the comments. HTML is allowed if you would like to bold your answers or whatever. There are refreshments such as fried chicken, watermelon, and kool-aid on the table over there, so help yourself. Thanks for playing!
*White folks to feel free to answer questions 1-4.
1. Have you ever had someone of the opposite race use a racial slur against you to your face, or behind your back? If so, how did it make you feel and how did you react?
2. Name 5 things that piss you off more than anything else:
3. Who are you voting for and why?
4. Have you ever bitch-slapped anyone and why?
5. Who do you believe is a bigger iconic embarrassment to the Black Community: Lil Kim, Michael Jackson, Condoleeza Rice, The Snipers, R. Kelly, Kobe Bryant, or Mo'nique from The Parkers? And why?
6. What kinds of things, do you think, will strengthen the black community?
I want to get to know YOU better. Please read all the questions, and answer as many of them as you want in the comments. HTML is allowed if you would like to bold your answers or whatever. There are refreshments such as fried chicken, watermelon, and kool-aid on the table over there, so help yourself. Thanks for playing!
*White folks to feel free to answer questions 1-4.
1. Have you ever had someone of the opposite race use a racial slur against you to your face, or behind your back? If so, how did it make you feel and how did you react?
2. Name 5 things that piss you off more than anything else:
3. Who are you voting for and why?
4. Have you ever bitch-slapped anyone and why?
5. Who do you believe is a bigger iconic embarrassment to the Black Community: Lil Kim, Michael Jackson, Condoleeza Rice, The Snipers, R. Kelly, Kobe Bryant, or Mo'nique from The Parkers? And why?
6. What kinds of things, do you think, will strengthen the black community?
Monday, October 25, 2004
Circus, Circus was truly a CIRCUS!!!
Ok, so my sons b'day was yesterday and his only wish in life (as of late) has been to go to Las Vegas. So of course I tell him I have to go south of the border this weekend and he must tag a long. He ain't too happy but we decide that we will make the best out of a bad situation. Me & B head out to "Mexico" but we are really on our way to LV (5 hr drive). He is pretty smart so once he see the signs he starts cheesin real hard. Needless to say he was excited and so were we. We arrive at our final destination Circus, Circus. There is a floor dedicated to kids, with every arcade and carnival game you could think of... It was full of teenage kids who seemed to just want to "Kick It"
It was a "Hot Ghetto Mess". Teenage girls runnin' round with ponytails they've glued on with what looked to be Elmers glue (with dirty scrungees around said ponytails), way toooo tight jean (some of them looked like they were being CUT In Half), and of course the staple, the baby tee.
The young men (14-16 yr olds) dressed as wanna be gangbangers, smoking Black & Milds, talkin on cellys and one boys pants were hanging so low I swear I could see his ANUS!!!
I was afraid to let my son move more than 2 feet without me. I witnessed an altercation betwixt an older Filipino lady and what looked to be a 13-14 yr old black girl, all I heard was the girl say "Fuck you bitch" and the lady got right back with her and called her a black bitch!!! I was about to speak until I heard the girl talkin mucho shito! I was like, naw, see I would have had to hit lil momma with my freshly won Coffee Mugs. Of course girls wuz eyeballin' my 14 yr old son and my dude, so it put me in a precarious situation, I ain't one to roll my eyes at a child, but yet and still I got to stand my ground and let them know "You will respect me". Needless to say there was no funk between me and the mices (pronounced "Me-ciss") baby Hood Rats!
All in all we had a ball even if it was a bit traumatic on the eyes, my son did make a comment and even I was shocked, he wondered why they looked like Hood RATS?? Who knew he knew what a Hood Rat looked like. All I could think was please don't brang one of these thangs home, talkin bout you in lub.... Signed a worried Mom.
It was a "Hot Ghetto Mess". Teenage girls runnin' round with ponytails they've glued on with what looked to be Elmers glue (with dirty scrungees around said ponytails), way toooo tight jean (some of them looked like they were being CUT In Half), and of course the staple, the baby tee.
The young men (14-16 yr olds) dressed as wanna be gangbangers, smoking Black & Milds, talkin on cellys and one boys pants were hanging so low I swear I could see his ANUS!!!
I was afraid to let my son move more than 2 feet without me. I witnessed an altercation betwixt an older Filipino lady and what looked to be a 13-14 yr old black girl, all I heard was the girl say "Fuck you bitch" and the lady got right back with her and called her a black bitch!!! I was about to speak until I heard the girl talkin mucho shito! I was like, naw, see I would have had to hit lil momma with my freshly won Coffee Mugs. Of course girls wuz eyeballin' my 14 yr old son and my dude, so it put me in a precarious situation, I ain't one to roll my eyes at a child, but yet and still I got to stand my ground and let them know "You will respect me". Needless to say there was no funk between me and the mices (pronounced "Me-ciss") baby Hood Rats!
All in all we had a ball even if it was a bit traumatic on the eyes, my son did make a comment and even I was shocked, he wondered why they looked like Hood RATS?? Who knew he knew what a Hood Rat looked like. All I could think was please don't brang one of these thangs home, talkin bout you in lub.... Signed a worried Mom.
Thursday, October 21, 2004
Stop all the Fakin'
Ok, so now we really have to talk about these fake ass folks... I was trying to stall them out but I've got to speak my piece. I was at Neiman's doing what I do, minding my own BI. When I saw something out of the corner of my eye. Now the angel on my shoulder said ignore it and it too shall pass.... But, NO, it got louder and louder talkin' bout "do these Gucci Boots look good on me?" to her co-patna her fellow chicken-Rat. I was like oh shyt this bytch wants me to know she is 'bout to drop $600 on those ghetto ass knee high Gucci's (that will be on sale at the Young
Swap meezy next week) .
The scene went like this:
CR(Chicken Rat): Hey Girl I ain't even see you (air-Kisses) (bitch saw me when I left my house OK)
Moi: Hey what's up (real Dry, cause I don't really phucks with her like that, but I got my dude with me and you know I am cordial, even to the Rattiest of hoes!)
CR: girl you know I got to get these Gucci Boots
Moi: Girl, you know they look good on YOU.
CR: Ohkayy. You know bitches gone be hatin'
Moi: Uh huh
CR: Oh I like those boots you rockin'
Moi: Thanks (I was tryin on some bad ass Peanut Butta and Black Cole Haans) (Don't forget I got that fire ass LV Viva-cité GM on my arm so Madamoiselle Rat'tisha is really watchin' me)
CR: Oh I like that bag
Moi: Thanks, I got it here over there (I point to my Fav Gay friend at the Neiman's LV counter).
CR: Girl I need to get me another Dior (She meant to say Dijon, as in Mustard)
Moi: fah reel (http://www.handbag.com/fashion/howtolookgood/spottingfakes/)
Of course I grew tired of this fake ass clown and got real low... followed my love to the guys section so he could get his thang on. Came back and these broads was tryin to use 2 different charge cards, a bag of pennies and attempting to open a Neiman's insta-charge (They only accept Neimans, Cash or Ameri Exp) just to get some boots that she couldn't afford in the 1st place!
I've seen some of the richest Bytches that couldn't be fly in a Airplane. That shyt don't make you fly, you either have style or you don't. You can't Buy STYLE! I can go to a thrift store and hook up a fit, cause that's what I do. A bytch can go to Norstrom's and spend $800 and still look like TRASH!
All this to say, "Fucwhacuherd" I hits Marshalls, TJ MAXX, Ross, and Nordie's Rack and I ain't gone spend my mortgage tryin' to keep up with the Jones'!!!
U can be fly with a "Real" Nine West Bag, don't be buying bags out no niggas trunk, cuz they look like trash. Those status symbols along with yo snatchback ponytails with the "Black Gel" , them too tight jeans, fake nails, and "hazel" eyes and the like....ain't cute. Take that money and pay yo bills. You make the Fit the Fit don't make you!!!
Holl@ yo guhl... ONE!
Swap meezy next week) .
The scene went like this:
CR(Chicken Rat): Hey Girl I ain't even see you (air-Kisses) (bitch saw me when I left my house OK)
Moi: Hey what's up (real Dry, cause I don't really phucks with her like that, but I got my dude with me and you know I am cordial, even to the Rattiest of hoes!)
CR: girl you know I got to get these Gucci Boots
Moi: Girl, you know they look good on YOU.
CR: Ohkayy. You know bitches gone be hatin'
Moi: Uh huh
CR: Oh I like those boots you rockin'
Moi: Thanks (I was tryin on some bad ass Peanut Butta and Black Cole Haans) (Don't forget I got that fire ass LV Viva-cité GM on my arm so Madamoiselle Rat'tisha is really watchin' me)
CR: Oh I like that bag
Moi: Thanks, I got it here over there (I point to my Fav Gay friend at the Neiman's LV counter).
CR: Girl I need to get me another Dior (She meant to say Dijon, as in Mustard)
Moi: fah reel (http://www.handbag.com/fashion/howtolookgood/spottingfakes/)
Of course I grew tired of this fake ass clown and got real low... followed my love to the guys section so he could get his thang on. Came back and these broads was tryin to use 2 different charge cards, a bag of pennies and attempting to open a Neiman's insta-charge (They only accept Neimans, Cash or Ameri Exp) just to get some boots that she couldn't afford in the 1st place!
I've seen some of the richest Bytches that couldn't be fly in a Airplane. That shyt don't make you fly, you either have style or you don't. You can't Buy STYLE! I can go to a thrift store and hook up a fit, cause that's what I do. A bytch can go to Norstrom's and spend $800 and still look like TRASH!
All this to say, "Fucwhacuherd" I hits Marshalls, TJ MAXX, Ross, and Nordie's Rack and I ain't gone spend my mortgage tryin' to keep up with the Jones'!!!
U can be fly with a "Real" Nine West Bag, don't be buying bags out no niggas trunk, cuz they look like trash. Those status symbols along with yo snatchback ponytails with the "Black Gel" , them too tight jeans, fake nails, and "hazel" eyes and the like....ain't cute. Take that money and pay yo bills. You make the Fit the Fit don't make you!!!
Holl@ yo guhl... ONE!
Wednesday, October 20, 2004
The WIRE & Stringer Bell.....
If U don't watch the Wire on HBO on Sunday nights then I don't know what to tell you, other than Stringer is one of the Finest Neers on TV...EVER! If you read "The Coldest Winter" he IS Midnight or if you read "True to the Game" he is Quadeer aka "Q". Ok he ain't the FINEST neer in the world, but he showl is damn close!!! I am just sayin......
Monday, October 18, 2004
What in de Hell is "Meat Gazin" you may ask....
Meat Gazin' is when a neer just happens to peep out another neers "PACKAGE" but not on accident. I ain't saying he was trying to look at his "Slanger" he just happened to be looking for his cell phone, for a quarter he dropped or his baby picture, whatevah! He just happened to see tha neers dick. Now what do you do as a man when caught looking at anothers Snake. I guess you act like your contact lenses are dry or you act like it ain't even happen... I guess as a women and someone walks by with a package so Nice it looks like you might have to sign for it.... I know women like "Meat Gazin" every now and then. I had never heard the term so you know I had to share... Now get back to work and stop "Meat Gazin" Don't let it get you in a trance, now that is called being "DICKmatized"!
Cocaine is a Powerful Drug, shit but so is love.....
I entitled this entry using the infamous words of the late great Super Freak, Rick James. For years Crack had him in the choke hold, had him burnin folks with hot Crack Pipes until he was ready to change. You have to be high to make somebody smoke crack and them burn them with yo hot ass crack pipe!!! ANYWHO, I got a phone call this weekend that really sent me into shock, not like somebody had to put a spoon on my tongue, I didn't have a Grand Mal seizure, just small shock. One of my boys from da Crib has been fighting like Pookie, to get off dat Crack for over 16 yrs. I mean baby boy has been to prison, rehab, boot camp, locked in the house, living on the screet, kidnapped by dope boys and almost killed and still he said and I quote, "It be callin' me"!
I was so unsure of what to tell him, so I just asked God to guide my mouth on this. I ended up telling him the same thing I tell my girls when they complain about they mens. "You ain't gone get off the ride until YOU get tired". I can't will nobody to put down that glass Dick. All I can do is chit chat with them from time to time, keep them in prayer and hope for the best. We are all on our own timetables. Just because Jackie went CRACK Cold turkey and was back working at Popeyes in a week, that don't mean you will be able to do the same. Now I ain't just talking bout Crack. I am talking bout life. People need to stop comparing themselves to the JONES'.
Do you and when you really want to make a change, you will, not a minute before or a minute. Well I am thru preachin for today....
and remember in the infamous words of "G Money" in New Jack City, right before Nino Brown took him out, "CMB, CMB, I am my brothers keeper. We all we got!" Believe it or not, we are all we got. Stay true....to yourself.
I was so unsure of what to tell him, so I just asked God to guide my mouth on this. I ended up telling him the same thing I tell my girls when they complain about they mens. "You ain't gone get off the ride until YOU get tired". I can't will nobody to put down that glass Dick. All I can do is chit chat with them from time to time, keep them in prayer and hope for the best. We are all on our own timetables. Just because Jackie went CRACK Cold turkey and was back working at Popeyes in a week, that don't mean you will be able to do the same. Now I ain't just talking bout Crack. I am talking bout life. People need to stop comparing themselves to the JONES'.
Do you and when you really want to make a change, you will, not a minute before or a minute. Well I am thru preachin for today....
and remember in the infamous words of "G Money" in New Jack City, right before Nino Brown took him out, "CMB, CMB, I am my brothers keeper. We all we got!" Believe it or not, we are all we got. Stay true....to yourself.
Friday, October 15, 2004
Kid Capri is still bangin'
You know I had to go and see "Kiddd Capriii". He was so off da hook. Everyone was in attendance, The football playahs (Mostly Bench Warmers and Practice squad), the drug dealers (neers dealing Viagara, Rogane and Extacy), Young "Swabbies" (Young sailors) and the sneaker Pimps (Neers who just want they hoes to make enough to get a new pair of Air Force Ones and a 'fit for the Club). Anyhow it was so off the hook, Da Kidd played everything from "One Mo Chance", to "Goodies" Remix and of course "Lean Back" at which time I almost blacked out, of course those 2 Chilled Patron Anejos didn't help matters. Well I am off, The Angie Stone & Anthony Hamilton Concert start in about 2 hrs, I must go get real, real cute.
Holl@ yo guhl......
Holl@ yo guhl......
Thursday, October 14, 2004
Quote for the Day
Men occasionally stumble over the truth, but most of them pick themselves up and hurry off as if nothing had happened.
-- Winston Churchill
Once a Hood Rat always a Hood Rat
Now I ain't trying to start no funk, but I believe the above statement to be true. I know people change. Yeah whatevah! If the person was skanky, a RAT and scandalous back in 'da day, the probably still are. I got an acquaintenace, she is now so deep in the church that she is almost a Nun. Fah reel, she sort of looks like one.... She sends out these Biblical Quotes all day long... at least 2 or 3 a week. But I remember when she was the Extra ratty with a Jheri Curl, fishnet stockings, and the FIRST one to get something POPPIN'. A bottle of tequila in one hand and a Newport in the other. So I was like maybe she has changed.
Girl, I was on the phone with her about 2 months ago and I've never heard anyone talk to their children the way that she does. I mean its sit yo A@$ down you little SOBs, MFs, B#^@%%! and in the mix you know she had to throw in a "AIN'T God good". After speaking with her I realized she was still real RATTY, just in a different disguise. Like I said....
Girl, I was on the phone with her about 2 months ago and I've never heard anyone talk to their children the way that she does. I mean its sit yo A@$ down you little SOBs, MFs, B#^@%%! and in the mix you know she had to throw in a "AIN'T God good". After speaking with her I realized she was still real RATTY, just in a different disguise. Like I said....
Wednesday, October 13, 2004
Lloyd Banks CONCERT....
Oh ok, I did go to the Lloyd Banks Concert... YOU know who was there.... that Kanye West wannabe ass neer I had messed with and u know what he had said... "I can't believe you cut your hair!" I was like I can't believe u still ain't got no job, I can't believe you still think u are Jay Z, and I can't believe that you are renting a house for $1800 per month, because u r an ex-felon with bad credit, and u can't vote... So when I finished TALKIN' to myself in my head :-) Don't trip, he is a felon...Duh! I told him as politely as possible, it was time for a change. All he could do was give me the Filipino head nod and say "right, right" Oh yeah It was off da glass..... Holla @ yo girl, I am still in rapper chick mode.
It ain't all good....
Why do neers always spit that same ol tired ass line. Neer on death row,doin football numbers and what does he say, "Shyt, it's all Good!" That is what it ain't.
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