Friday, January 11, 2008

"It is my belief that kids are God's way of making death more appealing."- My momma.


She's dramatic I know.


My type of DISCIPLINE...




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That is Hi- LAR-ious!
I'm taking notes for if I decide to raise a little theif of my own. :)

Thursday, January 10, 2008

"The world brought me to my knees, what have you brung you." - Lupe Fiasco


Ooh I think I like HIM...


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The Cool is definitive hip-hop.
The Cool is innovative and poignant.
The Cool though provoking.
The Cool is overflowing with head bobbing beats and viscious ryhmes.
The Cool is by no means a sophomore effort, The Cool is the second coming of Lupe.
The Cool is a a reflection of a true MC spitting words and wisdom.
The Cool is a collection of original lyrics.
The Cool is not a trend.
The Cool isn't about repetitive, nonsensical, hooks, but quality sincere tracks of substance.
The Cool is the hip-hop that saved my life.
The Cool is cool.
The Cool doesn't dumb it down.
The Cool is like book that you can't stop reading and re-reading.
The Cool is not about bitches, hoes, shoes, and clothes.
The Cool is a rolling stone.
The Cool is the fallen tree when no one is around.
The Cool is beyond your average rappers means, it's something they'll never achieve.
The Cool is a great gift.
The Cool heard by many, but speaks only to some.
The Cool is good music.
I wish I had this way back when......


"It ain't my first time but baby girl we can pretend..." -Chris Brown







Teenage girls all around the world have new song they can lose their virginity to.
What?!, was that vulgar?
Am I lying? Please tell me I'm lying.


OK. Minus the abrasive nature of the statement, that was actually a compliment to Chris Brown. It's no Lady in My Life, but its cute. I actually got this adolescent giddy feeling. It's the first time, I can see why someone would want to take down Chris Brown.


But who said it was good idea to tell a teenage girl, let me take you down. I guess.
"Dancing at discos, eating cheese and toast...." Kate Nash


Dope Person Alert...


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I really like Kate Nash. Finally, something suggested by MTV that I can actually take heed to. She sounds a little like Fiest [the IPod Girl... 1,2,3,4, you know the rest.].
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Two thumbs... way up.
"There is simply no place on our network for offensive language like this.." -Golf Channel.




Which brings me to....


THE WHACKEST Person of the Week.


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Someone please tap Tiger "Chomp, Chomp"Woods and inform him that contrary to the delusions in his mind... YES YOU ARE BLACK.


Colin Powell says "In America, which I love from the depths of my heart and soul, when you look like me, you're black." My sentiments exactly.



"Golf Channel suspended anchor Kelly Tilghman for two weeks on Wednesday for saying last week that young players who wanted to challenge Tiger Woods should "lynch him in a back alley."


That is one bold chick. She should be on Don Imus' show or better yet, maybe Fox. I'm sure they have a place for her seated next to Bill O'Reilley or maybe Sean Hannity. I don't know. Just some ideas.


What's worse is Tiger's response to whole thing. Apparently since they are friends the statement means nothing. I guess its the Asian persuasion [as Janet would put it],talking.
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This story is a non-issue, Tiger and Kelly are friends and Tiger has a great deal of respect for Kelly. Regardless of the choice of words used we know unequivocally that there was no ill-intent in her comments. This story is a non-issue in our eyes. Case closed."





Tell that to Uncle Al.
Sharpton that is....


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"Lynching is not murder in general, it's not assault in general," Sharpton said. "It's a specific racial term that this women should be held accountable for. What she said is racist. Whether she's a racist ... is immaterial. She's a broadcaster. The channel has to be accountable to the public."



But if Tiger doesn't care... then I digress.

Wednesday, January 9, 2008

WATCH THIS...






"Light skinned, dark skinned, my Asian persuasion..." -Feedback, Janet Jackson


What is Janet really talking about? I would honestly like to know. Wait a minute, while I find out who wrote this song.... oh yeah, that explains it.




I guess the saying "if its not broken don't fix it" would apply to Ms. Jackson's millionth comeback but I was hoping that I would be pleasantly surprised with something different. Heavy breathing, seductive singing over a synthesized beat while wearing space inspired attire and a sturdy yet, yaky ponytail seems to be what's hot and it doesn't look like its cooling down anytime soon. [Even Britney did it, think 'Oops I Did Again.] I mean, damn how many times must we go down this route. Bring Velvet Rope Janet back, please.


I'm not mad at it I'm really not. She is one of the originators that generations have incessantly followed and will continue to look up to. However, when artists like Jackson have grown within an ever changing industry and has established themselves as icons, I as a fan would love to see the growth in their music. Janet is known for her dancing and that can never be taken away but I would really like to see her not try and compete with the Beyonce, Rihanna and Ciara's of the music biz. Its like watching my mother try and recapture her youth. Its over. Grow old gracefully. You can do it.


Janet has without a doubt solidified herself as a legend therefore in my mind there is no need to compete. Quite frankly, although the song is cute and would probably be jumpin' in the club. I would much rather hear her sing about something more relevant for a 40 something.


You don't see Prince trying to sound like J.Holiday do you? My point exactly.

Monday, January 7, 2008

keith


4:47 a.m.

"When I find myself in times of trouble, mother Mary comes to me, speaking words of wisdom... let it be, let it be." -[The Beatles]




Feelings of anxiety overcome me. It ain't all roses. I lay down after a day's worth of pacing and mourning to rest my body in preparation for the next sad day. I close my eyes attempting to conquer the task of sleep and it seems impossible. Absolutely impossible.


I don't have many friends. Don't trust many people. Keep my guard up at all times, cause that's what they said to do. Even those who's blood I share, I keep at a distance. It easy. My heart is too fragile. There's a lot I can't take.


Then came.... The Wondaland Arts Society. A group of dynamic individuals that have had such an impact on my life, that words couldn't sufficiently describe the depths of my gratitude.


There are people you come across in your life that instantly mark their territory in your heart. Keith was my big brother. I just talked to him. He just finished giving me advice about doing what I love. He just got through cracking a joke on me. His voice lingers in mind with his last words to me: "See you later, mama."


Later never came. Instead, one Saturday morning has turned my world upside down. I am utterly confused and hurt. That could have been me. It could of been you.


A gentle giant. Keith reminded me a lot of my father. I used to tell him that all the time. And his response was, "that means he's good people" and you were Keith. You absolutely were.


I feel guilty. If there weren't people like me who need reality checks then people like Keith wouldn't have to die. I got my reality check. The shake that I need to wake myself up. As Janelle would say... I've been "walking dead". Yup. That's it. That has to be it. That's the only logical reason I can come up with.


My heart hurts. Oh, how this pains me so.


No goodbyes. See you later. I'm gonna do my best to make it there. I love you man. And like I told Chandra whatever she needs with the kids, I will do. That's the least I could for sharing such a good man like you.


See you at the crossroads.


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