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Hey kids, I know it's been a while

2011-07-12T10:43:00.002-04:00

My life has taken so many turns. So many twists, so many aspects are just so different. Here's the big thing, I LOVE IT. I love the direction my life has taken. The house, the wife, the kid. Yes the kid. He's the best things i've ever done in my life. I love it.

I wish I could do more, but honestly I just love my son so much it's crazy. It makes your life so much not yours, but it's the most rewarding thing you'll ever do.

Other than that, my life is just rolling along. My mother is a point of contention, my sister is still one of the greatest friends I have on this planet and my wife is constantly proving to me how great she can be, not just as a wife, but also as a mother. It's really an impressive thing to watch.

Year in Review

2009-12-07T16:30:00.005-05:00

2009 was not a great year. It just wasn't. It started out pretty wack. Losing someone that has been a huge part of my life for a long time. A person who was along for the ride of my life Since I was a little tiny kid with a hightop fade with no shape-up.

Theresa Sykes, my second mother, lost her battle with cancer. The amount of loss I felt was incredible and I didn't think at that time that there was anything that could shake me to my core and cause me to sit back and think about the way i viewed the world. Family I was incredibly wrong about this. I didn't know it at the time, but death would become a theme and was slowly moving closer to my front door.

I was sick as a dog at the time of her passing with walking (New-moania) and I had to drive to Rhode Island on 3 hours of sleep for Christmas (it was her family's turn for the holiday), this was one of the most treacherous trips we have ever taken up to RI. There was Ice everywhere and we saw no less then about 12 accidents, 4 actually happening the rest we saw on the shoulder or over in a ditch, after spending those days spending time with family we were back in the car back to MD, sleep for 4.5 hours collect some of the crew and then head to North Carolina for the funeral. I was sick congested and couldn't breathe (sorry Carl I know the snoring was tough that night) I was dying, and think that if i'd continued at that pace I would've ended up in the hospital. It was a horrible couple of weeks, but at the time I couldn't comprehend what my man was going through, so my health was secondary if not tertiary.

It made me think to what lengths we will go to for the ones that we consider truly special in our lives and realized that there are a special select group of people i'd wear myself down to the bone for, and I would do it all over again without thinking

January 20, 2010 my man Matt lost his Father. It was just a huge shock to see people in my age group just losing parents. Seeing that it happens so quickly and we never know when those numbers are going to be called was a huge shock. I just couldn't wrap my mind around what its' like to not be in this world, in this life without a parent. It's one of the things that I've taken for granted because i've had such strong influences from both my mother and my father as I've grown up. So I always just assumed that they'd always be there. In the back of your mind you know that at some point they will go, but you anticipate it being at like 90, old having lived an amazingly full life of no regrets and with tons of grand kids around. Little did I know this was not to be for my father.

After seeing this happen to my friends, I realized that i need to spend some more time with my pops. So my father and i hung out more, we talked about life more, and I got a much better appreciation of what my mother and father had been going through as husband and wife. Things that can't be explained but have to be lived and experienced for them to make any real sense to you. In the midst of all that, my wife and I made one of the hallmark purchases of couples lives, we bought our first home. We went through so much to get this house and we're so happy with the place that we got. We love it, and we love having accomplished the feat of buying. Without her pushing us I'm not sure we would've done it so quickly, but i'm happy that she was the driving force behind it. I must also thank members of her family for being behind us and helping out. We couldn't have done it with ya'll. So that was a huge thing that happened for us in this year and I was happy on February 11, 2009 when we got those keys. And even happier March 7, 2009 when I got 8 of our closest friends and we moved all the stuff to the house. It was a great feeling and I was happy, truly happy. I was surrounded by people who loved us, and helped us get all of our stuff in the house. I remember my pops working so hard to get stuff in and out of the truck and into the house. He was right along with us the whole way and i'll always remember that.

So after all of that our conversations started to take on a very different sort of feel. He was back to not just being a great, bestfriend for me, but also being a teacher and relating to me about the things I was experiencing. Things that he and my mother had gone through, but as a kid you just don't have the capacity to understand. I was now going through them. So my father and I were bonding on a level that to me I didn't know was possible. I loved it and cherish it to this day. I told him and made sure he knew how much i loved him, but I just wish i could've told him one more time.

The morning of July 20, 2009 at around 5:43 I found out that my father has passed away. There was a fracture in world. The ground that we stand on, and the way we see things broke and changed for me. Even today 6-7 months later I am a much different person then I was on July 19, 2009. I found that I am stronger and weaker than I ever imagined. I found that I could withstand much more emotional pain than I thought possible, but at the sametime noticed that being strong and not allowing yourself to deal with what comes along with losing a parent is that it manages to come out in other ways. Ways that i didn't think would ever happen to me. So in that way I felt as though I was weaker than I knew.

For those that know me in any way most of you have met my pops, because as i've said before he wasn't just my father he was one of my closest friends. I could tell him anything, I could share, we would laugh. I just remember being on the phone and laughing until we both had tears in our eyes crying about something foolish. As I sit here and recall this memory I now have tears in my eyes.

My relationship with my pops wasn't perfect but man we were so close, he was my man, he was my ace, if i needed someone to roll I could call on him and he'd be there, he might 15 mins late but he was there. I will always love my pops for that, and I won't ever begrudge him for of the decisions he made. He was a fantastic father and I love him, and miss him immensely.

It's amazing that honestly that is the one thing that colored my year of 2009. I had some amazing experiences to add to the list of them, and I'm thankful for them. I turned 30, and 12 days later I didn't have a father. It hurts me to even think about this year.

I feel like I should in someways be thankful for the perspective that is given when ones life is changed in an instant. I don't know if I'm there yet. So basically what I'm saying is love the ones you love and tell them often. It could all change so quickly .

Its taken me a long time almost two months to write this, but I feel that I should stop now, because it's been sort of like the year of 2009, it was long, sort of drawn out and something that shouldn't be held onto.

Bring on the best 2010 has to offer.

I see ya'll

2009-04-20T09:27:00.003-04:00

Before anyone asks why i chose to write this, just know it was not written out of anger. It was not written because of a particular incident, it was however written after I sat down with myself and decided that there is no way in the world everyone that I know could possibly be THAT supportive.

I am a black man, my wife is a white woman. We both have similar educations and have similar values. We both have careers. We recently bought a house. Throughout the years there have been a lot of folks who have shown us love. I mean true and unconditional love. There have been tons of folks who treat us well and smile in front of us, and invite us into their homes, break bread with us, and even share alcoholic beverages with us. Some of these people I believe they are genuine in their actions and feelings.

Then there's others out there, that I can tell, there's not a specific thing that they do. In their actions and over time you see that these folks aren't as happy for us as they claim to be. Instead of looking at us as another happy newly married couple they look at us as an abberation and are sort of waiting for the other foot to drop. They come hang, out, but in their minds I can see it, they don't see our relationship as real.

Some folks look at both of us seperately and are shocked at the fact that together we work. As a team we work. That we genuinely love and cherish each other. I've had people acted sincerly shocked that my wife was white. "No way, you're way to black for that, you're not even corny!!" that sort of shit blows me away.

I'm not gonna get into some huge sociologic thing, but just know I see ya'll.

Its not all love and I know. So don't come to me and be fake happy for me when in reality you have a problem with my union and prolly want my wife to yourself.

I see ya'll.

Growness

2009-02-24T09:38:00.003-05:00

Well on February 11th, my wife and I started another chapter in our lives. We signed papers and closed on our first house.

Ok, so off the top let me just say that embarking on the road to purchase a house is by far one of the most arguous tasks that any couple can go through. There are aspects of the actual house shopping that in and of themselves can tear a couple apart.

For a small example, my wife and I have very different tastes when it comes to anything that she actually cares about. So really this makes choosing certain things a much larger process than one would imagine. Now keep in mind in the end we both want the samething (the house to look nice and be to our liking) sometimes we just have differing ideas of how that's going to happen. I'm ok with that, and I think most everyone who's ever been married and bought a house has been through it as well.

The little things about picking a house become huge when you heap on the enormity of "forever" now this is not a house that we're planning to spend the rest of our lives in, but damn if the idea of forever doesn't weigh quite heavily on you. Now throw in someone else's ideas of what they would like to do with the house and now you're looking at trying to find a middle ground about something that is the largest investment that most any of us will make.

The process is crazy long, we saw so many houses. Each one, you go through you think to yourself "could I live here". You go through your commute to work, and you think where would i shop, where is the nearest carry-out (Ok maybe that's just me) but you get my point. You picture your life as you know it going forward from this place.

You're now planning your life around this place and it's not yours yet. It's a cruel thing to do to yourself, but it's totally natural and i think everyone does it once they see a property that they like.

Now in our particular situation we chose a house, had an offer accepted (but not signed) then had the offer accepted and signed to someone else. At the time we were heartbroken and angry. Little did we know that it happened for a reason and that reason was to get us a better house, for less money.

It's amazing how things work out. We saw some beaters, some places with roaches on the ceilings, walls, floors, everywhere you looked, mold in ever crevice of the house, and floor plans to make your head spin.

We had one guy allow us to walk through his house, while he was cooking a meal for his family, then tell us that the house is off the market.

We went through all of that to find the gem.

The gem that we weren't even looking for. We were across the street lookin at another house and as we're walking out, a guy from across the streets comes over and tells us he's putting his house on the market too, and we should look at it. We're game so we do. It was the by far the best house that we looked at. It was everything we both wanted, and everything that we needed. The right size, the right location, and the right price.

It was an amazing process that I'm glad that my wife and I went through together. We now have a place that we're going to start planning for the future in.

Psst come here for a second

2009-02-04T16:54:00.002-05:00

I just wanted to let you know that I don't drink nearly as much Maker's as i used to, or nearly as much as people tend to think I drink.

Just a PSA for ya'll.

Carry on my good grinders.

Life

2009-01-12T11:25:00.002-05:00

- In our lives most of us will invariably have to do what we all think will never happen. That's either burying a child or a parent. This is something that i've witness more than i'd like recently. In watching someone lose a parent there is something inherently scary about it. The idea of losing one of the people that gave you life. Regardless of how angry they've made you, or how many times they've disagreed with decisions you've made, they're still your parents. They're still the life givers, and the ones (for the most part) who taught us how to walk, talk, tie shoes, throw balls.

They're the ones that gave us our work ethics, the ones that showed us what sacrifice was. The ones that showed us what discipline was, how important it was to be responsible and accountable. It's amazing how much we owe to them. Yet through our travels we lose sight of these things sometimes, because we don't always get along with them, in the ways that we do with other folks that we've chosen to be in our lives.

The hole that I imagine is associated with losing a parent is something I recognize at somepoint I will have to stare in the face. The problem is that usually when we go through this with our close friends we inevitably put ourselves in their place. It's unfair to do so, but it's natural and I think most have done it. It opens your mind up to think about all the things that your parents have done for you, all the things they've gone through for you. All the things they've given you, the birthday parties, the checks for college, and care packages, the trust to allow you to drive their car. To think and ponder what it'd be like to live in this world without the ones who gave you passage. It is a cold cold lonely feeling, one of which i've only experienced visa-vi so I can't even imagine the pain and regret i'll feel when it really turns to me.

Love your folks while you can.

I have so many things in my head that I can't even properly get them out. I just know that i'm hurting, but feel bad in saying so because I know my bro is hurting 100x more than me. We must laugh, and press flesh with those that we love and not take our time with them for granted. I need to take my own advice sometimes.

I need more sleep

Thanksgiving

2008-12-01T12:01:00.003-05:00

I've realized a few things my people.

#1. Over the Thanksgiving holiday weekend, we spend WAY too muh time with family and such. Folks need a break or three.

#2. Families coming together are never as easy as one would like to believe. Things that one person never even sees, may in some way be hurting your partner. You've got to keep an eye out for that fams. I haven't been great at it, so that's something I have to work on.

#3. Everyone needs to find the things out of life that they want. Be honest with yourself and be honest with those in your life about your dreams, goals and intentions.

#4. I need a little time to myself and time outta the house.

#5. All I want is Maker's that's all I want.

#6. Fried Turkey is the way to go, if you havent' done it yet then you're missing.

WE FUCKIN DID IT!!!!!!!!!!!!

2008-11-04T23:45:00.001-05:00

As a country, we've never stood stronger, and I've never been prouder.

7 years later and we're still in the same place.

2008-09-11T09:58:00.002-04:00

I just found an open letter I wrote 5 years ago. It was describing some of my feelings on 9/11. Its weird because looking at these words, now I sort of feel like they're still relevant. Our Country hasn't changed much since that day. We're still arrogant as ever, we're still spending billions of dollars in a country that didn't want our help. We're still not taking care of the folks that are born here. Oh well, enough about my rhetoric right now i'll send post it up and allow ya'll to read it.

September 9, 2003 (Washington, DC)

**ATTENTION You may not agree with all that I have to say, but as my friend I know you will not judge me or have this change your view of me**

Friends I write to you today from a place that some of you have very rarely seen, but have heard me speak of. I’m writing from that place I retreat to when I’m all alone and sitting in my room with one light and a pen in my hand. I’m sitting here at work, and I can’t shake this very somber feeling that has taken over my day so far. It is all connected to the events that took place on this day two years before. I can remember sitting in my room by myself watching the television for hours before I even realized what had really happened. I remember the anxiousness that I felt, the feeling of not knowing how or why something like this could have happened.

Then I started to contemplate and I knew, I knew that our own arrogance had played the largest part in an event this terrible. I then started to think of what the aftermath of something of this magnitude would be like. Would there be blatant discriminatory acts perpetrated against Arab Americans, would the term Towelheads, but thrown around in as hatefully a manner as nigger, chinc, or spic has been in the past? Would we as a society take a closer look at ourselves and realize that we have been welcomed to the world that we so called lead? What could/should be done to retaliate against those that wish to do us harm? Should we bomb an entire region of the map because we lost lives? People in countries around the world loose lives on the scale of their own 9/11 almost weekly, so what justifies our actions? These are some of the things that plagued my mind then and even now as I sit here today.

We are two years removed but what has really been accomplished? We have spent billions of dollars on a war? We have lost more American lives; we have killed so many innocent Iraqi and Afghan peoples. We have shown the might that is the United States of America, and for what? For what I ask you, what has been accomplished? I for one do not feel any better now then I did any other day that I lay my head down to sleep. I do not feel that all the money we are taking away from Educational programs, Health care, and Social Security is going to a worthy cause. I don’t know what I feel really, although my words may seem full conviction I am torn between all of my global justice feelings, and those patriotic feelings that we all know we have at some level.

I will not lie to you, there were a few days after 9/11 that I felt like people didn’t look at me as that young black male, but rather as an American. All of you know me well enough to know this is a gigantic statement. For that although fleeting and very short lived I do love this country, for all of its faults, all of its atrocities, for all of it shortcomings, it’s my country. Now my thoughts turn to remembering those whose lives were lost. Hopefully we will not forget them, and turn them into a sale day where we can get shoes half off. Or where we can party until the sun comes up the next day because of these Fathers, Mothers, Sons, Daughters, Grandparents, so on and so forth that are no longer with us. To those firemen, and police officers and all around good people who went to help others just for the sake of. I will remember them, and I hope that at some point situations like this one in which they lost their lives, will never come to pass again. T

hese are just some of the things that have been inside of my head this morning. Dae

So yea that was 5 years ago, how do we feel about it now?

Dude Dude Dude DEWD i know I know i'm slacking

2008-08-27T11:24:00.002-04:00

I know some of ya'll are mad at me, well #1 because I went and got married and ain't posted shit about it since.

Ok so let me go ahead and start with saying, that my wedding day was quite possibly one of the best days of my life, and happiest.

Now that we've gotten that out of the way.

Go look at some pictures you bammas

http://picasaweb.google.com/harpnot/DamenAndAlySWedding_June13th2008?authkey=-pJTES8EBjk

So yea young, the summer is over, and my honeymoon is approaching. Guess how happy I am about that shit? I can't even contain myself, i've been nare nota motivated at all. It's like all I can see if Italy, and none of this place is Italy so i'm not even seeing work right now.

Ok so yea wedding, was great, her family is great, we am happy YAHHH!!!

Did you realize the season is almost here? Yes that's right every Sunday from here on out, can be kissed away whilst I watch my Redskins work out the kinks of a new offensive system and new headcoach.

I'm so ready for real football, I swear there is nothing like the first sunday of the year when football counts. Unfortunately for me, the Redskins won't be playing that day so it's going to be a little bit of a letdown, and i'll have to get a few hours where I just tell the wife I'm gonna be lookin at the tube, or hanging out with the boys.

Jobs = The suck

Adventures of a traveling Meeting Planner

2008-06-29T09:26:00.001-04:00

So ok kids I know I have been negligent in updating. I know a lot of you are waiting on that wedding blog. Well I'll get to that when I get home and lock down all the wedding stuff.

So in its place today we'll be talking about my trip to Indy. This was not my favorite place to be but I knew I had a job to do.

Let's start at well what other place is there to start except at the beginning. Well as I arrive at Dulles I have my headphones on, my head freshly shaven and my sprits on tepid as I'm walking through this place for a breakfast sandwich. As I'm walking back and forth I see a tall slender kat walking past me. He looks really familiar but older, then it hit me like a ton of bricks THAT'S ART MONK! So for those of you that might not know this Art is without a doubt my favorite player of all time and my boyhood Idol. I had to muster up enough gull to talk to him, this is Art Monk! I gave my little thanks blah blah blah, he seemed almost nervous but appreciative. I was basically skipping away thinking of how my life as a Redskin fan is now officially complete. So I start furiously sending out texts to anyone that will listen. As I'm talking to my pops and I'm walking back to my gate I see a family coming from the opposite direction. I see a tall guy in the back. Then I realize that it's Dan Marino. So at this I just keep walking because well I wasn't a dolphin fan dudes with his family. Well fams I take a stroll on over to the good Hudson news spot (anyone who's been to enough airports knows what I'm talking about) I'm in line buying my good cherry coke. OH Hell Naw, yes fams it was. Its Darrell Green! So I'm fumbling with my change so I can put it somewher anywher. I go up to him and speak to him blah blah blah. I could tell that at this point Darrell is tired of people coming up to him but to his credit he gave me a pound and was on his way. So ok if my life as a Redskin fan wasn't complete before it was then. Art and Darrell in the span of 12 minutes!

So after the best time in my life I head on over to the plane. Its a puddle jumper the flight was rocky but fams its a tiny jount so you should already know what it is. Well we're coming in for the landing and unbeknownst to those of us on the plane there is a stupid amount of wind out there. As we land the plane hits with the most force I've ever experienced in a plane, the jount jumps back up and then settles back down to the earth for a landing. Remeber kids anyone you can walk away from is a good one.

Welcome to Indy!

Well the day rolls along we set up the room, we get our hotel rooms and head out for eats.

At the conclusion of the evening I return to my room, but as I approach I hear what can only be music coming from inside my room. I try the key, nope no dice. There are 100 things rolling through my head of the fuck is going on. The last of these thought is, all my shit is in there where is all my shit! So I knock on the door because well afterall it's my room.some kat comes to the door with no shirt on, holding his pants with 1 hand (obviously they'd been getting it in) So instead of doing what I wanted to do I asked him politely why he and whoever else was in there were in my room. Homie then explains to me that they (the hotel) put them in this room and they came and got all my shit and are holding it somewhere. So I'm livid but it's not the homie's fault, all he's guilty of is trying to get it in.

So I was about to go downstairs but instead I go to a house phone in case they attempt to leave my room with my shit tucked underneath they arms. So I call the front desk, and they have absolutely no clue what happened yet knew exactly why I was calling. They tell me to meet them on the 14th floor and they'll bring my new keys and my bags up. Then this lady had me show her my ID just to get my bags. I was fuming by the time I got in the room.

I'm getting all my stuff ready for the next day ironing my shirt and as I'm on the phone the phone slips out and right into some water. That's right I washed my phone last nite. The exact phone that I'm posting from was washed last nite.

Luckily it's ok but I'm still gonna have to get a new jount. Well the meeting is going well and we're bored to death.

Holla

3 Days

2008-06-10T10:07:00.004-04:00

- My in-laws came in last nite, the house is starting to fill up, with LIKKA. We have all these boxes of beer, all these boxes of wine, all these boxes of hard shit. It's an amazing little thing to look at. You just come in and there's boxes of some sort of alcohol somewhere. I have all these bottles of Maker's that I will be taking a picture with pronto good folks. So be on the look out for that.

- The wheels have started turning really fast now, things are getting done, plans are being made and folks will be touching down so soon. I'm like taken aback by how quickly all of this has happened, and how soon I'll be a married guy. I love it.

- Grilling tonight, so if you're bored come through, i'm doing the Ginger lime marinade again. It's gonna be fire on the grill.

- Stimulus?

- HOT den a bitch outside people, be safe out there.

It's going down soon my folks

4 Days

2008-06-09T09:48:00.002-04:00

So this is my last little bit of solitude and peace until after the wedding. I get married on Friday, it's Monday now.

Here are a few things I'd like to say.

#1. STOP asking me how I feel, we've been together for a long time, I'm not trippin, I'm not going to run away, I'm happy, this was my decision as well.

#2. Weddings are a good thing, families coming together, but we must always remember this is the beginning of our lives together, not the end of my life.

#3. I'm getting married!!

#4. I get to throw a party where I get to see all these important people of my life in one place at one time, I love it.

So when you see me, buy me a drink, pick up that plate of wings I'm eating and pay for it. It's all jesus, I'm about to be married.

Nowadays!!!

2008-05-08T10:09:00.003-04:00

Just so you're aware the title as nothing to do with what I'll write about. I just got back from the oral surgeon's office and that was like 3 minutes. Literally, 3 minutes and I was out. They cut the stitches out, said that everything looked great patted me on the ass and sent me out. I was happy, I befriended a young 18 yo girl who was trippin about getting her wisdom teeth taken out. She was being put under and they were taking all four out, and one of them was infected already. I don't envy her, but shit at least she will be asleep for the worst of it, I remember everything about mine, so really there's no reason for me to feel for her, but damn she was really scared. Oh and she was NOT cute in the least, I was just being friendly because I could tell she was scared, but her mother was on the phone talking about eating Famous Daves. I thought that was in poor taste. Good look Jamie (The young girl).

Nextly I want to discuss this new shit of Write-ins to weddings. Most folks who read this, know that I'm getting married on June 13, 2008. So the invitations have gone out, and people have started to respond. Here's the problem, people have responded with Plus 1's. Um I wrote your name on it so you recognize that it's just you pimp, not that hoe you met last week, or that sort of girlfriend that you have, I ain't spending no real cheese on someone who don't know me and won't be in your life. Damn that. Weddings cost too much as is, and now folks just gone go ahead and write some shit in? I wish a mothafucka would show up with someone who wasn't invited to my wedding. There might be some furniture moving involved.

Getting my marriage license tomorrow. So I'll be really on the way to getting married, no turning back no bitches. It's all a GO.

We can't choose our families, but we can for damn sure choose how we interact with them.

Hillary, please just stop. It's a wrap, it's over O won. Now sit down and help unite the party. The Repubs have been sitting in the crib laughin at us while we nitpick and fight. They are coming up with strategies to keep them in office. At this point it's not what's right, it's over you lost. It's like trying to dunk on someone down by 35 with 2.35 left. Shit ain't worth the energy or the money.

The Sean Bell thing hurts my heart/head. The cops got off, that's wrong. They should've been held accountable for their actions. I hope someone gets what they want out of this.

I'm really excited to eat a sandwich, probably way more excited then i should be.

Aly's sick, so that pretty much means I'll be sick soon. Not looking forward to that at all.

DC and surrounding suburbs, thank you ladies for doing what you're doing keep it up. I for one almost crashed breaking my neck watching this lady walk. She had a mean walk fam, mean.

Basketball league starts soon. I'm out of shape, but i'm so ready for it.

Mother's day this weekend fams, get ya moms something nice and treat her well, you only get 1.

Somedays you're the windshield

2008-04-30T14:25:00.001-04:00

Some days you're the bug!

No more kids

2008-04-29T10:24:00.002-04:00

I'm pretty much done balling with youngins. Last night at my weekly basketball game there were some youngins who showed out of nowhere. Now before the games even started fools started breaking up the house rules and making it tough to even want to play. Then when the game actually starts and fools are just horrible and usual nice game that is great for exercise is now turned into something very different, with shit talking, rough play and all around frustration.

I just see a difference in the way folks approach the game. I noticed the games where there were no kids the good times had returned, laughin, smiling, jokin, and all around good time.

As a younger guy I always thought to myself that older guys just didn't like playing with younger guys because they sucked, but as I became one of those old fat guys I now realize it's because young kids bring things to the table that we're too old for. Animosity, frustration, and mean spirit have no place in a gym where you're just looking to get a little exercise. The kids generally don't know how to make that distinction. Ok so basically i've become a crotchity old man at an early age. I'm ok with that though.

Yo did you realize Ted Bundy killed like 35 women? Do you realize how hard you have to work to kill one person? This bamma killed 35 and wasn't caught until much later. Dude used all sorts of uniforms and props to get his way into a victims house and then he'd beat, rape, and drown them. Homie was seriously crazy. He posed as a Police Officer, or a fireman, or even a business man and ladies would be charmed to death (literally). Then there was this Bamma, they say this muthafucka killed like 200 hundred folks in his hotel. He used the World's fair as a way to lure folks to his hotel and then he offed them forever. That's some wild shit there.

Watch ya nuggets kids!!!!

Life was so simple

2008-04-28T09:44:00.002-04:00

Hey folks, welcome to a new lay-out same old Dae though. Yesterday i took a trip the Washington Nationals Brand Spanking new ball park creatively named Nationals Park. From the second you step out of the tro and onto half street you're expected to be blown away by this view of this steel and limestone structure that bares the hometown colors as well as the hometown pride of the Washington Nationals. The stadium for all purposes is really nice to look at. There's a videogame area and everything, then as we wandered around the looking at possible food options. We stumbled upon this place that looked decent, so we walk up and I see something that honestly made my heart flutter, I had to take a second to realize what I was looking at.

So as I get myself together I order, and what you might ask has already put me into this state of ecstacy before i even eat it? It was Cheeseburger, topped with Lettuce, Tomatoes, and LUMP Crab meat with old BAY!!!!!!!! Yes it was the best thing ever. I immediately called my bestfriend, gave him somethign to keep him awake at night and something to dream towards later on in life. The rest of the game was cold, the Nats won, but damn if that burger wasn't the highlight of my day (Sorry baby).

So one thing that I did notice at the game was that there was a high school senior trip going on. (I know this only because all levenhundred of them sat directly behind us, and 3 tall jokers sat next to me) anyway the point is this. I never got a senior trip of any type, and I wonder what it would've done for my ass getting quotient? Anyway I think it would've been great to go experience another city they way these 17 year old kids were. They came to Washington, DC saw a Nats game, i'm sure did a bunch of tourist stuff, but in the end probably get an experience that at that age I just won't get. Travel with your friends from hs, hotel rooms, bad pickup lines, and possibly even eating local foods that they would've never gotten a chance to eat. Shit they might've even learned something. I bet one kid left with a huge appreciation for old bay.

Oh my grill game is getting better, ya'll better get over here before the summer's over because I'm laying down some fantastic stuff, the kabobs last nite were on point. Next time I'm seasoning better and it's gonna be over with.

Say hey Wedding season is here bitches

2008-04-02T09:47:00.004-04:00

Welp by now I think everyone knows that I'm getting married on June 13, 2008. Otherwise I don't think you'd be reading this piece of shit blog anyway. So yeah anyway my lady and I have been doing all the things that come along with our wedding and on top of that ALL of our friends have decided that getting married between last year and this year is the thing to do. On top of all that, they also want us to be in their weddings.

Now for some folks I find this to be a great honor, and others a big PAIN in the ass. I think my lady agrees wholepocketedly . You end up having to travel for some, some are local, some are fun, some are exercises in what not to do at your (I'm pointing at you fam) and others are just you going through the motions. Recently I realized that folks generally show you who they are through their weddings. Like if a person is laid back and just wants to enjoy themselves that's what you'll feel through the wedding. If a person is mismatched and their marriedtobe person doesn't always see eye to eye with them you'll feel like you're in two different weddings at once, or you'll only get the character of the bride (Let's face it, most of us don't get to put our stamp on anything). If people are stuck up and only value themselves you'll feel that in their wedding. Traditionally these will be the more extravagant and expensive weddings. You'll eat good, you'll probably have a good time, but in the end you'll feel like che'Bridey wouldn't have noticed if you were there or not.

Then you'll go to weddings for your people, your friends, folks that you genuinely care what happens to them. Those weddings are nice and go by real fast. My small little problem is that I always start judging the music instead of just enjoying the moment with folks. I'll promise to try harder in the future, or maybe ya'll could stop playing "Shot through the heart!!!!" I hate that shit and you will draw a look of pure disdain and disgust. I'll be drunk so I won't care until the following day. Oh and also do you homie, if you like something do it, but don't make excuses for it later. (My momma made me do that, my wife said I had to play that, my uncle in-law said he can only eat such and such) See all that plea copping, I don't want to hear it. Just do it and let that taco meat stand proud on ya chest.

Cry if you want, I might, I'ma try not to cry, but cry if you want.

Also I think that Titties are the single best creation by God. Like ok he made this beautiful creature called woman, and then he went and put that last little bit of something special on it and the titties was bornded. YAAAHHHH!!!!!

Some of my friends have grown into adults I don't always like, but I love them because they my people, my folk, my homies. They held me down during times when not many other folks would. So I love them for that.

Well folks i'ma get to work now, have fun

HS Reunions Suck, interwebs

2007-11-05T09:52:00.000-05:00

So yeah this is one of the few pictures I took from my reunion. I saw some of the people I've seen before and people I genuinely care about, but fuck that dude,the Reunion was for seeing bammas you don't care about, and don't see hardly ever. Who got kids, who used to be fat and is now poppin wheelies on kats. That's what I wanted to see, sorry that shit ain't work out.

Nextly I'd like to throw some web talk about about how we interact here on these interwebs. #1 Anonymity. Whilst on these here interwebs you can basically type anything you want without fear of being punched in you face. Muthafuckas is out here stuntin callin ya momma a hoe, ya daddy sucks dick, and your sister fists for fun at bars. Sheeeeit we ain't even gonna start with your grandma we know she likes to take them dentures out. Really though, I just find it strange that bammas find it so easy to be false representation of their real life selves. I'm saying for real would you ever tell someone to eat a dick in public that you don't know like that (especially if they're bigger and probably way more fit than you are) of course you wouldn't because you know your punkass would get pummeled. I like titties by the way. So yeah as I've been floating from site to site I've noticed a rather alarming trend. The amount of people who spew racist rhetoric and use a youtube clip, or a random news clip to justify their racist feelings. These are the guys at the end of the bar who will damn near jump out of your way when you walk by. The guys that will call you "bro" at the basketball court, your Boss, the dude that delivers your mail, the dude that could be fuckin your wife, the really nice guy who talks to you about the Redskins and how dreadful they are. Yeah give that fucker a log-in and you'd think he's in the midst of recruiting for the 3rd Reich jacking off at night to pictures of hitler and throwin the seik heil to his wife before they lay their heads to rest.

#2. Imagination, if there is a thought in your head, it's on the interwebs. Someone has thought of it, taped it and placed it on the webs with some ole other bullshit. So don't think your shit is new it ain't and it ain't fly.

#3. Despite what I may tell you, OKP is hilarious. It's one of the best ways to pass time during the day when we're all supposed to working. I always love it.

#4. Bammas will tell WAY 2 much online, and everyother bamma on here will straight up do the Gumbel to Gumbel on you (Umhmm ummhmm ummhmm ummhmm) let you tell is the combination to your personal accounts, the secret to how you Lasciviously lace the inverted wish bone, basically anything ya'll fools is willing to tell us, then damnit we'll listen.

Lastfully you can really waste an entire day on this bitch. Think about it, you just wasted like 7 minutes reading this jount and laughin at my metaphor for Cunnilingus.

The Redskins suck, I love titties, and working out saves lives (ok well maybe just your own, but isn't that important enough)

More of them changes, HS reunions and life

2007-10-16T11:07:00.000-04:00

So this past weekend I went to the Paint Branch High School 10 year reunion. So immediately I felt old and shit right. Just thinking about the fact that I've been out of high school for 1o years. Which to me also meant that I'd been out of college for 6 years. That shit is a wild ass feeling.

Anyway I didn't want to go to this shit anyway. Reasons being, i see most of the bammas I really want to see. They'll all be at my wedding. I could've been at the crib watching football or playing video games. Oh and the fact that that shit was $60 damn dollars. That's a fucking bill. Off the no bullshit, that's a bill!!!

Anyway i get up in that bitch, and it's just like I thought 40 people strong. Keep in mind we had a class of close to 400. So yeah the turnout was rather low. In my mind as I was approaching I thought, wouldn't it be funny to come in and see people relegate themselves to the exact same position they played in HS? Welp they did for a little while, but being as that there was only 40 people ya couldn't do that for 2 long.

All and all it just reaffirmed my thoughts that moving on is a good thing, and that High School was a long time ago and it's great to move on. I love my folk and I'm glad I got a chance to see some folks I'll never see again, but honestly I could've saved my $60.

Nextly, the whole tooth thing. I lost a tooth to a deadly french fry. Sounds funny I know, but that shit was not a laughin matter at all. Or at least not to me others find it really funny, until they see the huge hole in my face.

Here's the short story. In 2003 I had a root canal. I also had my wisdom teeth removed at the sametime, for those that remember I had to drive myself and then head on over to the CVS to get my prescription filled myself. It wasn't fun or sexy spitting blood out in the parking lot while I waited for them to give me a 20 pill bottle of Percocet. Anyway after the rootcanal there was a small hole in the tooth that was worked on. I figured ok, they put this medicine up there, and some stuff over it I'm finished right? Well 3 years later I was wrong mypeople. WRONG.

The tooth hadn't been capped all the way, and the tooth had been decaying slowly for 3 years. Yea not a good look, so when I bit down on the french fry from death there was a crack, and I felt something much harder than the warm softness of a Fry out of the grease at the crazy asian lady's spot in Gtown. It was infact what was left of my tooth. I looked at it, and realized that tooth was GONE. Soft on the inside where it's supposed to be hard. It was a hell of a way to end my last day at AIR. E thanks for laughin instead of being horribly turned off like I know you wanted to.

So the next day i went to the dentist's office, got a consult, scheduled the appt for 1st thing Monday morning to have it extracted. So now the whole tooth is gone. W're in a holding pattern for me to get the replacement. I really want to get this shit taken care of. I'm tired of smirking and being self conscious about it. Most of the time unless folks are looking directly at my teeth they wouldn't notice, but i notice all the time. It's amazing how vain we realize we are at times like these.

You always hear that "what's on the inside is what counts" and we all smile and nod. Becase in the end this makes us feel good about ourselves. In the back of our minds we're also so easy to believe in this because we feel like we look good enough so that saying doesn't necessarily apply to us. I am definitely one of those people. I now realize that part of my charm, or whatever you want to call it (The youngins and new to hiphop call it Swag {I hate that saying by the way}) was tied to my belief that besides from being this incredible person on the inside I was also attractive on the outside. To look in the mirror at the Jack-O'-Lantern staring back at me, that shit sort of shook me more than i knew.

So really make sure to get your shit checked like erry 8 months, fuck ayear, erry 8 months to keep your smile as beautiful and unexpensive as possible.

The next blog will be concentrated on Dae's thoughts on the way people interact on the interwebs.

Peace

Changes

2007-10-09T11:05:00.000-04:00

My life has been thrown into complete and utter change as of recent. I feel like I haven't been able to find a center for about 2 months. I mean as far back as when I started those PD Impact meetings in August. Looking back on those meetings, they were pretty cool. I would've never seen Oklahoma City any other way. I would've never gotten a chance to ride around Connecticut and have some of the best pizza ever. On top of all that, I also got a chance to hang out in Madison, WI. Yeah it sounds crazy and ridiculous, but dude Madison was cool. The women were extremely plain, but it was a cool place. I imagine now that schools back in session it is really jumping off out there.

Then i skated on out to Rhode Island where I was offered and I accepted a new job. I'm still doing meeting planning just not for AIR. I felt like honestly I wasn't being paid enough, and I felt like AIR goes a long way to not make you feel as if you've done a good job. That place was really quick to tell you what you've done wrong, but not right. There are some fantastic people there, doing amazing work, but feel maligned for how much they make and the way they are treated. I can not and will not say anything negative about my time at AIR, because honestly without that time I wouldn't be where I am now. I wouldn't be who I am now. I genuinely appreciate the opportunities that my time there gave me. It's helped me get to this next step.

I have a new job now, i work as a Senior Meeting Planner for EDJ Associates. I'm 15 minutes from my crib, and enjoying the challenges that come along with this new position.

More changes are here, but i'll write about those later.

I'ma Pleaser

2007-07-31T12:07:00.000-04:00

After a long night of conversation with my mother a few weeks ago, the consensus is that I'm a "Pleaser".

That basically means, that I will do whatever I can to make others (that I love) happy even to the point of detriment. As in I'll put their wants and happiness above my own. I think for a long time I've always known this. Although recently (I guess this convo with my mother is really the catalyst) I've been feeling like this pattern of pleasing has left me with an empty feeling. On top of that, i feel as though it leaves me in a position to be taken for granted.

I've felt this way for a LONG time and until recently couldn't really understand that for all the good I feel I am, and the good I do, I place myself in a position to be taken advantage of. When people say "the good guy finishes last" this is very true. I am the perverbial good guy, for all intents and purposes. I definitely feel as though I finish last a lot. Not in love necessarily because I have an amazing person in my life that I'm getting married to next June. Just in terms of person to person stuff, I take L's and sometimes people run the score up. Strictly because I let them. I allow folks to get away with things. I have to be able to stand up and say no. I have to stand up and be strong enough to know that saying won't kill the other person, and they won't leave me if I say no. Although if they did, then maybe they weren't who i thought they were in the 1st place. So that would be a good thing actually.

On the flip side of things those that I do love, who aren't very used to hearing me say no may be taken aback and might be a little angry with me at first. I need to do this, to keep my sanity.

I hate this feeling of being let down, when in actuality I've never let anyone know how I felt or what was important to me. Or I just didn't harp on things for fear of upsetting someone. I need to get over that shit, because honestly ain't no one going anywhere and, I need to be happy.

Honestly if I'm happy everyone else will be happy. So let's see where this takes us.

So hold on people, hopefully I'll make some moves and take that next step in life.

Women & Men are different

2007-07-30T11:32:00.000-04:00

We are different and express things differently. When ladies may look at things from an emotional standpoint, guys would do equally well with the physical.

We all need more head. You do realize Bill Clinton would've never mesesd with Monica if Hillary was floggin his flavorous flight stick. Instead she didn't handle that biz, and he found a chubtastic Cap Hill youngsta to take care of it. Bill wasn't ever trying to leave Hill, he just wanted some head.

I'm not saying that there aren't women who feel the same way because I know for sure there are. Ya'll just aren't stupid enough to get caught.

I feel like ladies physical strings are attached to their emotions, as the fellas our physical and our emotional are damn near seperate people. We can hate you, but if you're gonna let us see some titties, we're all for it. Soon as we're done though, we're right back to h8ing.

In closing, I just think that we should place ourselves in the other's position and think, what does this person need most right now. Is it, a back rub, a sandwich, some head, or a really nice sounding board for their problems. Not all of these will apply all the time, and sometimes 1 in conjunction with another will do the job superbly. So just stay on ya game and sometimes you might have to stay putting in work to make the other person happy. If it hasn't been within the last 2 weeks then it's been too long. FIX THAT

****Bonus Dae****

In other news, I had a dream my mother knew all the words to "Monkey Suite". We sang the whole shit together in her living room and then made up a DOOM dance. It was a pretty priceless dream.

Birthday's and Weddings don't mix.

2007-07-11T09:13:00.000-04:00

Welp kiddies this past Sunday marked my 28th trip around the sun. Or is it the beginning of my 28th trip and end of my 27th trip? Anyway I spent this birthday at my boy's wedding. Now I don't know if any of you are big on your birthdays but I am. I really enjoy my birthday because I generally put other people first like 364 days a year and this is the one day where people put me first whether they feel obligated to or not, for the most part they just do. I enjoy the attention, the calls, and the presents.

I got aboslutely none of that this year. Since I was in the wedding I wasn't able to field those calls on Sunday. So I didn't get a chance to connect with my people the way I want to, and let them know that I truly appreciate hearing from them.

The wedding was long and I was pretty hot and tired of being in that tux by the end. It was great to see my boy that happy, but I felt like it came at a huge expense. The one day a year where I can be selfish and act like an ass because it's my day.

As of right now as I type this I haven't received anything, but I'm sure at somepoint I'll get something. Not that I need presents to feel important, but it would be nice to get a cookie or something. The Card I received was wonderful and heartfelt. I can't really ask for more than that in words.

We'll see what transpires in the next week ok.

In other news, we'll be again at the famed Lucky Bar to sort of celebrate my birthday. So anyone who actually reads this boring ass shit, then come and check me.

Appreciate the love and help me on this next trip around that big glowing sphere of gas.

I did it, the Purple Punisher (c) Cyd is gone

2007-06-01T16:27:00.000-04:00

I'm hurt my people. I sold my Volvo. For those of you that know me well enough know that I really loved that car. Only problem was, it didn't love my wallet.

That bitch was tapping my pockets pretty regularly, and not even on no $75 shit, I'm talking that good $500 paper. That good wrinkly white people paper. That shit that really hurt when you put the card across the counter.

So in the attempts to save money and get ready for a house I sold it. So now we only have the Cr-V and whatever car she brings home. Barney was the only car that I actually loved. I did love her, she was the best car I ever had. So maybe when I grow up a little more and make some more paper I'll get another one. She won't be purple, but she'll be just as sexy. I'll miss you boo.

On the real I can see how people do wild ass shit to change their daily routines. I think I'ma write a serial killer book or something.

Stay tuned to setting dates and other weddingdom that I pretty much wish on everyone I know.

Drink bourbon and you'll live longer I swear it. Just believe on this one people, dont' fight it, and don't argue with me. I know this, I mean hell I'm already 27 bout to be 28. That's fantastic ain't it.

The gym starts on Monday, so let's keep it glued to the sexiness that will begin to shine through after a little working out. I imagine it'll be hard to be around me when I get sexy again. I might fuck around and walk into work with my shirt off. Watch out bitches, I'm killin em in the wife beater this time around.

Here's the new new, I might hit ya'll wit two

2007-05-08T10:16:00.000-04:00

Aiight so check it, this has been a long time coming. My new thing is this. We call it the new engagement rule. If ya'll bammas want diamonds, then fuck it, I want a damn TV!!!!

That's right I said it, a television. If we have to shell out BIG dough for a nice ring (well if you're a decent guy anyway) then damnit I want a fresh 42" Flat screen to play my video games on. OK Ok yes we'll even watch movies on it too. But really it's all about that Halo 3 cuz.

Ok here's the science on it. I want a TV that costs like 1/3 the amount I paid for the ring. I think that shit will have everyone will be happy and we'll actually have something to show for that ring. Oh and to all you fanny heads cut that "you're getting a bride" shit out, they getting a husband in my case a damn good one. I cook bitches!!!

So go get my HD cable and call it a wrap!!!

So the wait is over

2007-04-04T12:54:00.000-04:00

Last nite around 1:16Am we became engaged. It was a long long wait for her, but I had to get it just right. I feel as though I did.

Last nite on what seemed to be a very average Tuesday, I left work early. I went to my fantastic Jewelers out in Burtonsville, MD Greenan & Sons. My man Billy did me real decent out there. He got me a fantastic price and he treated me like a man who was about to enter into one of the best phases of his life. Instead of like a piece of meat. Anyway I digress. I went to the store, fought through traffic, got there just as the store was closing and I go to put my card down. I honestly don't use this card much so I never even looked at it. Billy takes the card and runs it. OOOPS Card expired!!!!!!!!! So I spent 30 mins on the phone with CC company trying to figure out why the card was sent to my momma's house? Anyway oh and if you ever have to run something from a new card they can't tell you the expiration date, you have to guess. Just a little word to the wise.

So after I get the ring I make the stops, my momma, and my sister's house. Then to the stores to get the Champagne, the roses, the Ice Cream Cake.

I work all nite long setting up the apartment. I laid down rose petals from the door leading to the kitchen. I set the entire apartment up with candles, it was lit very sexily if I do say so myself.

She got off at 1am per usual and I heard the key hit the door. I knew it was going down. I heard the exclamation of "what in the?" she fumbled for a while with her stuff and the door for a while and finally realized she had to follow the roses. She came into the kitchen where I was waiting with the champagne 1 long stem rose. I said some things, gave her the stub from the first movie we saw together on our first date. Got on a knee and gave her the ring. Tears, happiness, calls to family and friends. Happiness.

So yeah that's how it went down. Oh and a sidenote, good champagne doesn't give you the headache that cheap shit does.

So yeah we'll be celebrating this evening at Lucky bar for some congrats likka, you know the bourbon is going DOWN!!!

Whata Gwan?

2006-11-15T09:57:00.000-05:00

Say folks, what's the good word out there? Well here's what's been up with me as of recent.

- The no likka thing is cool, I honestly think cutting back has been good for me, and it's also helped me see that I drank entirely too much for no reason. There are times to be drinking, but just watching TV with the lady while she's having wine I don't have to have a Vodka and Limeade. So this type of life for me has to continue, I think it's been great and I'm happy that alcohol isn't that important to me. I worried that it would be, but now that I see that it isn't and the grips that plague my family haven't managed to get a hold on me, it's a huge sigh of relief.

- The Departed is easily the best movie I've seen in theater in many moons. The violence, the fuckin accents, and the places brought me back to Boston. As soon as I saw Southie, and the North End, and Beacon Hill I just got taken back to 1998. It was amazing, the accents faded, and I was half watching the movie and half replaying all that I experienced during those 4 years in Boston. It's a great city, an incredibly racist city, but one that wears it's racism on it's arm. So for that fact you know where you stand and how folks feel about you. That to me is great. I must say though, the racism in this movie was astoundingly great. The words used were top notch racist and homophobic "Chinamen", "Niggers", "Queers" and "homos" anyone who's ever been to Boston knows that these words sound fantastic with a freshly strewn Southie Accent.

- Speaking of such I was thinking back to when I got to Boston and when I met all the boys at BC. The life we led up there, the fights, the late nite papers, the girls, stealing food from the Rat in plain sight, the trips to Tower at 11:15 to get there to get those new releases at 12. The first time listening to Tical 2, and Hearing "Grid Iron Rap", naked friends, Bond 24/7, Late Nite Revolution, The T, Running the T Tracks, Walks to Newton Mall knowing we ain't no money to buy anything!, Marcus, and Marcus, late nite trips to Lower, or Addies, "If you gone bone a nigga in the ass, then you gone bone a nigga in the ass", Classic!!!!!!!! I love all ya'll that helped make those memories and wish I had taken more advantage of my time with you.

- The Punkass Puppy has decided that he wants to bark at things now. This shit is not going to continue, his ass will be outside if he continues with that shit. I will be shocking the shit out of him, Bark (electronic collar) I'm not like ya'll animal bammas "Ooooh I could never hurt feefee", fuck that, he fucks up he gets the jolt. Get over it, and kiss my ass.

- I will so enjoy a Bourbon next week.

1st weekend approaches

2006-10-27T10:58:00.000-04:00

Here we come people. The 1st weekend of my not drinking will commence directly after work with the 100 black men jount. Then it's on to a Police party. That's right a party with the polices. I get to be the DD this evening, so that should be fun. Yeah no likka to numb the pain!!

Also I've had this cold, for about a week now this shit is for someone else, because I'm tired of it. I've never actually finished a box of tissues, but this week at work I did.

Ok so Halloween is here my people, it's here. What we gone do? I will start off like this though, please pick suitable costumes this year people. Like ok I'm not saying you have to look like this in order to wear this costume but young there's no reason to be turrible and try to squeeze into a costume. It's just not worth it!! Young if you rep like this then there ain't no way yo big ass can fit into one of these that shit just dont' work. It's not a good look.

Get ya'll some get right.

Been a while my people

2006-10-25T10:53:00.000-04:00

I'm starting my 30+ days of clean living. For those that don't know this means that until Thanksgiving I won't be drinking anything alcoholic, and I won't be eating anything fried. Most people think to themselves "well Dae must've gotten really fucked up and did something stupid" nope none of those things happened.

I played a football game. I played 4 overtimes, it was a strange feeling. That at the end of the game I thought about being the best person on the field (my personal feeling obviously) but I remembered back when I was physically faster, more agile, and could do damn near anything. I decided I want to get back to that. I decided I want to drop weight, I want to be healthier and I want to see just how much my habits, of drinking with friends, and eating deep fried food have an effect on me. I want to see how I feel, how much I loose (if any). See if my body changes and recognizes that I'm trying to treat it right?

This isn't like me trying to drop weight by not doing shit, this is me trying to change the way I'm doing things in my daily life and hopefully it'll have a good effect on me. I don't need help on this, and honestly I don't want much.

I played a football game last nite. A kid ran and was on his way to a touchdown, I thought to myself, the old me (the 30 lbs lighter me) would've caught that dude. So that's all the motivation I need to keep myself right.

Turning the Corner to Manhood

2006-09-07T16:06:00.000-04:00

After a mid-year review with my boss this morning a few things came to mind.

The most poignant of these things is that it's time to turn the corner. I'm no longer a "just out of college" kid. The stakes are high right now. I have a lady that I plan to marry (Hugo notwithstanding), a family I plan to raise, and A house I plan to own. None of these things can be accomplished by the path that I'm currently on.

It's time to take that next step. It's about more than having a plan to be the man. It's about executing the steps in the plan now. Taking the necessary jumps and leaps and everything to be where you know you have to in order to provide for those around you.

The happy hours and all are starting to fade. The real grown ass problems are starting to become less about knocking down completely but more about dealing with and keeping under control. It's time to get ya mind right and ready.

Admittedly I've enjoyed the time i've had being satisfied that others will recognize my hardwork and acknowledge me for it. Knowing that the only one who is looking out for my best interest is me. It's time to take the steps and really start the journey to being a man. Let's get grown gentleman.

Chronicles of Dognia #7

2006-08-26T11:27:00.000-04:00

Sorry i haven't updated in a while. Things have sort of just taken a little bit of a lull. Well that was until recently right. Ok so last Monday I went to Obedience class with the lady and the stankin ass pooch. OK so yeah he's a punkass and needs LOTS of help with learning to be good. So finally we realize that he needs a prong collar. So everytime he fucks up or doesn't listen *ping* right into the neck. He wants to run away *ping* right in the neck. As most of you know this will most likely become pretty funny to me as I don't like the fact that he lives in our apartment anyway.

So this week hasn't been that bad, I've been doing the training when I'm home and trying to make sure I don't hurt his little ass. So last nite I'm taking him out because he is sitting at the door like he needs to go, so I take him out. After his shitting I'm taking him over to the trashcan to throw the shit away right. Well this little fucker tries to take off. He just runs and bounds off the curb ending in his going into the air and coming to the end of the leash so crashing back towards the earth. He jumps onto the grass and does the samething into the grass. Now he's all tangled up in the leash and attempting to bite through it. So i grab him and go to move the leash, he goes wild and wriggles his way out of the leash and takes off!

So there I stand in the grass with leash in hand and little black flash jetting across the property. I see him run so fast he trips and falls. Now in the back of my mind i'm thinking "great you little fucker that's what you get" but i calmly walk after him because I'm not about in anyway going to play the run after and have him run away game. That's not in the cards for this evening kids. He runs away as I approach. He takes off towards the back of the property. I'm still walking, and not caring if he gets hit by a car at this point. He settles by a window that looks like ours, but is not. So I get the collar on him and we walk inside.

I'm livid at this point, but trying not to kick him with all that I have in me. Apparently somewhere in his bounding, leaping and running he skinned himself. To the point where he took fur off!! I smiled a little inside.

Wow I hate his little ass. This is her fault!!

Chronicles of Dognia #6.

2006-07-28T12:49:00.000-04:00

So Hugo is staying. I made this decision and I'm alright with it, not always happy but alright with. The main thing was that at this point in time, if I really want to keep my lady, which i have every intention of doing, then Hugo is going to be something i'll have to live with and something I'll point to and h8 for a long time to come.

The dog is coming on VACATION with us, this only means one thing to me people; I'M coming home early!!!! See me in the crib, you know it's Video Games and PORN TIME!!!!!

I've realized that maybe my reaction to this situation wasn't at all over the top for me. I figured that like after a month I'd be slowly slipping into liking the dog more. NOPE, still don't. He's a bamma.

Oh and this young barking (well he really don't bark) bamma decided to get excited and jumped up on the BED!! Young where I sleep, on the bed!!! White people if ya'll ain't know this is completely unacceptable. Whatever I was salty!!!

People there is no need to worry, I'm not leaving my lady, she is the love of my life. She tried the hell out of me, and pissed me off to the point of anger that I've very rarely been to, but I love her to death and she's not going anywhere. Well unless she decides that I'm a horrible person and she needs to leave me. (that shit could happen) So yeah we're closer to being Rated AJ (ALL JESUS) let's just keep hoping.

Chronicles of Dognia #5.

2006-07-14T09:34:00.000-04:00

This little bastard layed a fresh biscuit in the middle of our BEDROOM!!!!!!! Fuming, absolutely ridiculously angry.

In the dogs defense, he did what he was supposed to do. He walked to the door, in a "I have to go out" sort of way and he was ignored. So I can't really be that angry with him. I'm just angry.

Homies, there's a lot of shit goin through my head right now, and your boy is not happy. I can be happy for a while, but inevitably I come in and i'm just a salty salty man.

Where shall we go from here kiddies.

On other notes, my guy Paul is coming into town, and I will enjoy stomping his ass out in some College, then taking that ass to the basketball court and wearing him out in the heat. Should be a good time.

I feel the need recently to be constantly surrounded by my people, it's like otherwise my mind starts to wander and I get salt faced Iodized.

EHH can't call it today, I might have to go holla at that Five Guys today shit is getting real hectic for me, or maybe Pho? HMMM what sha'll I do?

27 times around the sun

2006-07-13T15:01:00.000-04:00

I recently have celebrated my 27th time around that great glowing sphere of gas that enables life to go on. I came to realize a few things.

#1. I love absolutely love my birthday. Reason being is that, this is my one day to be compeltely selfish and self-absorbed. I generally put myself last when in company of others, sometimes to the point of detriment. Except on this day, July 8th all things come through me and I like that. I have a problem even going for what I want sometimes though, just because I know some people may not like it.

#2. I'm not where I thought I would be at this point, not that I had any real idea of where I would be, but I definitely didn't believe I'd have a lady that I love and live with (Hugo notwithstanding) and I'm not just talking about, but seriously considering marriage. I never would've thought that. I have my childhood friends still very close to me, they still play huge parts in my life and are constantly around to help me get my mind right and hold me down. I love them for that. My sister is still my bestfriend and supports me in ways that NO ONE else will ever truly understand.

#3. When I celebrate we all celebrate, it's my birthday but fuck it we can all get stupid drunk and make some bad decisions!!

#4 2.0

2006-06-30T10:07:00.000-04:00

I go home in about an hour. I have a positive outlook and hope that maybe I'll surprise myself and i won't be miserable when i get back. Let's all hope shall we kiddies.

Chronicals of Dognia #4

2006-06-29T13:26:00.000-04:00

I'm at a loss. I don't really know what to say at this point.

Miserable

I never imagined all this over a dog.

Amazed I am.

Chronicals of Dognia #3

2006-06-29T03:16:00.000-04:00

I can't believe how much anger and frustration this thing has caused.

I must say I'm truly and honestly angry that this has caused me to contemplate if only for a second; life without the lady. I love her dearly and never want to know life without her. I think if we communicate better and try harder to see where the other one is coming from we'll at least feel better.

I know we're in a situation where we both want completely opposite things. And honestly there is no compromise, so we're just trying to make it work.

Who would've ever thought I'd give this much time to a damn dog.

In other news life as a dogless bachelor has been great!!!! I'll be back home soon, and then there's a Concert and 4th of July coonery, and then there's my birthday and I think we all know that there's not much that I love more than the day that we celebrate me. So get on board, clear your calendars and bring your asses to Bmore. That's where it's goin down and I'm acting an ass.

Chronicals of Dognia: #2.

2006-06-27T14:04:00.000-04:00

So my life with Hugo is now starting to take shape. I don't like dogs, and Hugo makes me want to throw him out the window somedays. Seriously, i want to throw his little ass out the window and let him land where he may. But that's not what's gonna happen. Truth be told Hugo is by far one of the best puppies I've ever seen. If I liked dogs, this would be great, but since I don't and generally get a little salty everytime I walk into my aparment it still sux for me.

This weekend was a big one for us. I was being me (not talking, and generally being a quiet storm) which isn't always fair to the other person, but honestly if I let out what's inside of me I don't think i've have a return address right now, so to that aspect I made the right choice. Anyone who's ever dated me, or has been around me when i'm not happy will attest to how bad it can be when I'm obviously upset but don't want to let it out. So imagine about 10x worse and that's what was in my head this weekend. (If you co-sign this I may de-friend you, you've been warned)

This dog has definitely had an impact on a lot of things. I think even I underestimated how angry and upset I would be. But things have gotten better, believe it or not. I take him out, I'm not cutesy with him though, there's not much praise from me. It's basically take shit outside the apartment "Good Dog" start to piss in the apartment "bad dog!" not a good look. He'll learn and at somepoint he'll be bearable and I won't have to follow his little hardheaded behind everywhere he goes.

So I guess I'm in such a good mood about things, because I'M NOT THERE!!!!!!! I'm in Anaheim for the week, so i'm enjoyin walking around without the smell of dog, or having to take anyone out, or plan my day around that little bastard it's great!!

We'll see how it goes when I get back in the area and we have another installment.

Chronicles of Dognia

2006-06-23T09:42:00.000-04:00

Installation #1.

So the pooch is here and quite frankly it's not a bad dog. Honestly I was a dog person I'd be really happy with the puppy we have. Being as that I'm not a dog person it don't matter the muthafucka could cook me breakfast and pay off my credit card debt, it's still a dog. Anyway while I'm awake the dog is fine. whilst in a state of slumber(or supposed slumber that is) we have a completely dynamic goin on. Peep game and let me put you on. I come home from seeing Primo it's late and I'm soaking wet with sweat and smelling of smoke so all I want to do is shower and go to sleep. As I come into the kitchen low and behold the cage isn't in it's spot. Well I'm thinking where could the cage be? Surely it couldn't have magically disappeared? Nope not in the living room area, hmm well I know it's not in our room because we talked about that, and I know it's not in there. Nope not in the spare bedroom, hmm I know she didn't put it in her closet? Naw not in there, as I walk into the bedroom I see it. Yep the cage is sitting nicely against the wall midway through the room.

At this point I'm instantly ignited. Instantly, but I'm keeping it cool. The lady wakes and asks me how it was. I tell her good and go about my business of getting ready for bed. Stripping off the wet clothes separating them and putting them in the other room, you know stuff like that.

I finally manage to get into bed around 3. This is when my inner self took over and the awake putting on a good face for the sake of the relationship Dae went away. I tried to sleep, I mean I really tried to sleep. Nope I didn't finally get to close my eyes until sometime around 4. Oh but I was back up again at 5:35AM, 6:15AM, 6:53AM, 7:22AM and my alarm went off at 7:25AM Obviously I didn't get up when it went off. So I'm here at work on about 2.7 hours of sleep and I was so angry this morning when I left I started to tear. There was nothing I could do to release the frustration. I wanted to scream, kick, or hurt something. All of those expressions of emotion would've been ill-placed and wrong, so i just held it to myself.

Fact of the matter is that I'm not that comfortable around dogs. Like I said when I'm awake I'm good, I can control it. When I'm trying to sleep and all my defenses are down, I'm not ok. So me sleeping in the sameroom with the dog "just for a couple of MONTHS" may not fly with me. I might have to go sleep in the other room. I can't spend nites up and down like last nite. I don't have a child and until I get one, I refuse to do that to myself.

If you're saying "oh you'll get over it" you can kiss my ass. I have a RIGHT to feel comfortable in the place where I pay rent. So please kiss my ass, get the fuck outta here with that bullshit.

Well we'll see where it goes from here. Hugo is here and we'll see how long before I loose either my sanity.

Ya'll really should pray for me.

I want to eat here!

2006-06-22T10:23:00.000-04:00

I write to you today with an angry demeanor and a heart full of resentment. Now this may come as quite the surprise to some of you; but this resentment is not however targeted towards my lady, or my family, or my friends. It's targeted towards me.

In the last couple of days, I've come to realize that this hell that I've managed to get myself into is my fault and my fault alone.

For as far back as I can remember, I never really voiced my opinion to my friends for fear of being ostracized and or not liked any longer. So I would always just say "whatever I don't care" and the worst part is I made myself believe I didn't care or I didn't have a preference. As I take stock of myself now I realize this type of behavior has placed me in many a situation that I neither wanted to be in or enjoyed. I complained, sulked, and had a horrible time. I could've just as easily said I didn't want to be there, or do that thing and been very happy elsewhere. But I didn't want to make any waves, so I went along with it.

As the years have flown by, I'm now realizing this is one of the serious reasons for me being taken for granted and treated as if what I wanted wasn't as important as everyone else's. I can distinctly remember one time when I was getting upset because I said I wanted to do something and everyone in the room was just like "well whatever he'll do what we want" (obviously it wasn't said like that, but you get the gist) but that's how I feel about my life now. My wants not being taken seriously because "oh I'll get over it" this is because I've gotten over everything thus far and I haven't let people know how I truly felt about things.

Instead of giving people the idea that I might be into something, i'm clearly not I should just say I'm not for that. Point blank, regardless of what they say. I'm just gonna do me.

I'm tired of my pops taking me for granted and just using me for whatever it is he wants, rides, money, alcohol, whatever. I've done it because I was taught to "honor thy parents" I can do that, without putting myself out constantly for him. I'm tired of this shit and it ends here. From now on I must say "no I can't do that" if for nothing more than my own sanity.

The whole dog situation is done, the little guy will be here this afternoon. I'm really not happy with it. I'm not happy about the way it played out. Particularly because of the timetable I had in my head. Yes i know that I don't express it no one knows what's in my head yes this is true. But for me I had a plan that I would propose with dog, because I figure that if I were ready to make that sacrifice for her on my own, then I'd be more than ready to commit to the long haul of marriage. Obviously she wasn't aware of that, and that's unfair of me to be upset with her, she had no clue. Now I'm really salty because I'm not ready for the dog by any means but Hugo will be at the crib this evening. I enjoy my life the way it is, and hate the fact that my entire schedule and life MUST change for something that I didn't want nor agree with. So there's that whole thing. I'll be working hard on myself to try and change and attempt to get some semblance of happiness out having this damn thing. Ya'll gotta pray for me.

The Heat have won and I'm happy, but please stop comparing MJ to D Wade they're completely different.

I'm done, I'm spent, I'm gone.

Ya'll can be judged too.

2006-05-03T09:59:00.000-04:00

So this morning on my commute to the factory (the reason for it being called this will be made perfectly clear later on in this blog) I run into my homegirl on the blue bus. As we start our surface level early morning banter she is hit by a moment of genius and quite plainly states that our office looks way better than the other offices with which we contract. In elaborating on this fantastic piece of exclamation she comes up with the term "Average Office Hotness". I found this to not only be so incredibly on point, but what made it even more amazing was that she was saying this in all honesty. We were joking, but she was being completely honest and we have to agree with her. They call our unnamed place of employment "The Factory" because they stay pumping out fresh out of college attractive white chicks (with the exception of a few other races) but mainly you get the point. I wonder if a few of those HR kats are just zooming through Myspace pages and if they live within 50 miles of DC offer them a job. It's weird because you see an attractive young lady at your office then she disappears whether it's by her leaving, getting fired or whatever, she leaves. Then about 2 weeks later another one shows of equal or better value. It's quite simply amazing. I started thinking and I was like damn our office really is much better looking than most people's places of employment.

Ok so I've been working on a bit of criteria by which this can be measured.

#1. Older people: Unless extraordinarily bad for their age, older people do not factor into these calculations. So to clear it up, the older demographic can not hurt you but only help you.
#2. You must look beyond the superficial: Now at first everyone is going to say "this is a superficial thing how can we look beyond it" and here's why. We are at work, we all are wearing professional clothing which in most people's cases makes them look better than they normally would on your regular everyday stomp into the city. This is a way of evening (i on't know if that's correct but I'm using it) out the playing field, so the crunchy non-profits can be measuered just as easily as your big corporate law offices.
#3. Prime Demographic: You must take into account amount of younglings at a particular office and those that tend to lean a taste more to the older side of the spectrum. Basically the prime demographic we're lookin at is that 21(gotta be able to drink, that way they can become even more attractive) to about 48. Sounds a little large and taste high I know. Just think about it though, you're boss ain't that old, but he or she may be older than 40 and very well could be type fine.
#4. Sexability: Your office must have people who drip and ooze sex. I'm talking that person you pass in the hall and fantasize about them coming into your office closing the door and asking you to take them. I know it's a little Nora Roberts but you feel me. Not that your entire office needs to be that way, but a good 2 or 3 should hold you down. I think we all know the reason for that.
#5. Office size: If you got like 1000 bammas at your office they can't be measuered the same as an office of 18 ya dig. So we have to have levels of big offices, little offices, and intermediate offices that's the onliest way we'll be able to come up with something substantial.

I think that's it for right now I'll add more as I think of it.

On to the next topic: AVIAN FLU!!!!!!

After the aforementioned homegirl and I got off the Blue bus we made our way to the sidewalk wherein she manages to find a bird looking very closely to the one found --------------------->
Immediately we covered our mouths and rushed past it. Not because we thought that we might earl or no punk stuff like that but because of the dreaded (H5N1) virus AKA Avian Fluenza! Some of you may have heard of it. It's the pandemic disease you catch from birds that's sweeping it's way out of Asia and quickly churning up bodies as it heads it's way West. (as in the Americas) As we waited the 64 seconds at the corner for the light to allow us to cross the street we watched a many a passerby not heed our calls to caution. Subsequently they paid the price. The first was a young man who walks very close to the bird, actually stepping directly over it. Within 3 steps he coughed, then coughed again, by the 8th step he was caught in the midst of coughing fit. At this point he stopped walking bent down and was clutching his stomach and starts to sweat. A nice young lady who was completely oblivious to the plight befallen by the first man(due in part to the attitude held by many a DC woman) walks by and she trips and almost comes nose to nose with this dead bird who by the way was tallons up!! She jumps up in horror, he face stricken with fear, and she screams. At this point everyone has turned around and is looking, some searching frantically for what could've possibly caused this young lady to scream in this manner. Meanwhile the guy has started frothing at the mouth and is in full seizure on the ground. I still have my sleeve over my mouth and don't have the heart to go help him out, I figure he's already too far gone at this point anyway. So yeah back to the girl, as she starts to gather her things, her ipod, he stylish sunglasses and her Vera Bradley bag she starts to get the cough, and generally becomes quite crazy. She got this far and away look on her face and fell completely silent. Then she started to stagger a bit. At this point I'm thinking about just straight running through traffic. Then the light changes and we trot on over to the factory. Watch out for dead birds family, watch out.

I know I know I don't post like I used to

2006-04-28T16:53:00.000-04:00

The enthusiasm of posting isn't what it once was. Mainly because of actually having to do work at work (i on't know what the fuck is wrong with them). But yeah I've come back to redeem myself. Not by posting tons of words, but by showing ya'll exactly why ya'll love coming here. This my friends is for you.

Holla at me and let know how much you love me!!

So I got a little raise

2006-04-21T16:52:00.000-04:00

Yea tha jount wasn't huge, but it was a decent one. I appreciate it and I feel a taste better about my little income or whatever. Not where it needs to be to do the things that I want to do, but it's getting there.

In other news, this shit here, may very well be the most bestest thing I've ever seen on the net this muthafucka here is on that next stuff. I use curse words, well frankly you'll see why when you look at it.
Operation Sexy is in full swing, only thrown behind a taste by lent being over and my jumping back on those fried foods. I will say this though, after 46 days you start to really think "do I absolutely need those fries with my burger or spicy chicken sandwich". I've come to the realization that I probably don't and that the side salad is a pretty good alternative to extra grease. Yeah all and all this shit is hurting my legs, but I guess that's the good part about working out. Feeling that burn and the know that you're making yourself feel and look better. I'm telling ya'll if things work out well it's straight shirtless, wifebeater in the spot time this summer. I'm bout to be on that rocky carrying big heavy objects around and shit. It'll be a good look.

Should I or should I not get some more office clothes at the bigger size, you know I have the idea of loosing, but I'd like some new jounts. What say ya'll?

Ya'll ain't really miss me

2006-04-04T10:17:00.000-04:00

I know it's been a minute since I've written and guess what? This ain't gone be too damn long. Anyway here it is, this past weekend, i've had her entire family in our crib. Good times for all, and it really helped me to see that I want nothign to do with a 2 and half year old right now, I mean absolutely nothing. I don't know if I can say that enough, but I don't want any kids right now.

Here's the quick science my good people. I drank a lot of this all weekend, which I found makes for some real fitful sleep I must admit. Whilst I kept it pretty regular some others were really into some of these. Lots of T&T this weekend. Also Lent and this whole no beer or fried food thing is really killin me. I'm not happy about it, but I do feel good in doin it. Make me feel like I have some willpower. The weekend was good though, good fam, good weather, and good times. Other than that, what else is there?

-I look better with less poundage I've realized this and it's just time to really get back on "Operation Sexy" I figure if I start out slow and start out now, but the time the shirtless part of the year hits, it'll be Flossy abs and stuff all over again. I'ma need the inspiration people, ya'll gotta help me. I know everyone wants to have the flossy jounts but for me it's just getting back to where I was. Where I was, was very sexy for me, I wasn't really concerned with how the ladies saw me because getting ladies is all about your intellect and lip game so that wasn't an issue. It's just nice to have the flossy jounts though. I'll get them back, ya'll just got to help a brotha out.

Hanging out with moms this evening. You know it's always interesting when I hang out with my mother because she'll be all over the place. Giving you advice about shit you ain't ask for and then on top of that, will go and say something real loving. She's an incredible lady. Well when she ain't being a pain in my behind. Love ya Duke!!!

Florida won, oh wait I didn't care.

I'm really tired of all the bedroom emcees asking me to check them out on myspace. I'm fitting to delete all them batches!

Looking is good, touching is bad.

How SOAP would things be if we made everything literal

2006-03-22T16:49:00.000-05:00

Now when I say this, I mean literal in the sense of my yet to be seen favorite movie ever. Snakes on a Plane. Ok for a second let's take the time to imagine what our movie world would be if we to title all of our movies like that. I think this is a pretty good indication of what things would be like **warning some of these are movie spoilers** SOAPNESS

OK on to some other stuff, I don't want a dog. Nope nothing more than just that, don't want one.

So who's up for a boys weekend out? I'll be tying one on, and cutting loose. I'll deal with whatever happens later. Now who's coming with me??

I'm tired no pictures today, so enjoy the SOAP movies and then holla at me later.

It's on the fuckin way

2006-03-17T12:10:00.000-05:00

They just released the trailer for Mutha fuckin Snake on a Plane. Seriously I'm so boosted right now. Seriously how could I not be, this is Snakes on a place. Now I actually have some footage to go with my already mind boggling huge imagination of what could possibly come of this. I'm so hyped up, I'll have me a T-shirt and all that by the time this comes out in August. After you check the trailer think about how great it's gonna be. Look at that action, look at those Snakes, look at that plane, I mean they even threw in a captain for the plane. Dude this has just made my day. Never mind St. Patrick's day this is the shit we should be drinking to!.

Well it is St. Patrick's day and guess what, i'ma be drinkin. I can't really do it too big since I have some responsibilities later on in the evening. Let's stop and think for a minute what we're celebrating. As some of you may know St. Patrick was the Patron Saint of the Excluded. He's most well known for spreading Catholicism throughout Ireland. He used the 3 leaf clover(shamrock) as an easy way to describe the Holy Trinity. So think about that, today when you're getting boozed up!!!

Also how are your brackets doin? I've missed two so far Syracuse let me down, and Marquette other than that, I'm golden!!

POLYGAMY!!!!!!!

2006-03-14T10:31:00.000-05:00

Polygamy= The practice of marriage to more than one spouse simultaneously.

At first most men when young believe the idea of more women being fantastic. They fantasize about all nite orgies with their 3 or 4 banging ass wives. They think about how they'll obidiently keep his household clean, and make sure that his glass of kool-aid is always full. Make sure that if he wants to play Xbox the controllers are already rolled out for him. That if he has to fart there will be one of his wives right there to fan the sulphur away from his nostrils. This is what we imagine this life of Polygamy to be. The reality is far from it. It's societal ostracism, a million fuckin kids, (They're all yours too fam, all yours!), there's the moving to Utah, there's also a lack of a life, from what I saw of it on the History channel them bammas spent damn near erry nite in Church, or town hall, or whatever it is they call it. Then we come to real reason why Polygamy is a terrible idea. For the fellas in grown up relationships you'll all feel what comes next. There's not just one woman to take care of, but instead there's 4!!! Which equals 4 times the drama, which equals 4 times the birthdays, 4 times the Anniversaries, 4 times the PMS (which will probably all come at the sametime since women have that ability to sort of coordinate their periods to around the same time as the women they're around regularly) 4 times the attention. Think about how much attention and love you have to give to your ONE lady right now. Then think about attempting to give 3 more ladies that amount of love. That shit just sounds down right scary, because you'd never be able to truly give them all what they want so some if not all will be in a state of perpetual saltiness! Yeah try sleeping comfortably knowing that all of your "wives" are not taken care of properly. No thanks playa I'll stick with my one. She's more than enough. Oh and a real quick last note, is it me or are all the women who are willing to participate in such antics utterly disturbing in the facial region? Yeah I ain't think it was just me. Them chicks be broke da fuck down!!!!

Ok so in other news, the weather went from like 84 yesterday to a nice balmy 61, and then down to 36 degrees this evening. Ain't global warming great!!!

So I gave up Fried Food and Beer for Lent

2006-03-02T11:02:00.000-05:00

Each year Ash Wednesday (For those who don't know that's why you saw a bunch of people with big black crosses on their heads yesterday) marks the time in a Catholics life where we are to begin our observance of LENT. This is a 40 day period where we're supposed to go without something that is very much dear to us in rememberance of how Jesus went without Food for 40days and 40 nights in the dessert with the devil tempting him the entire time. He did not falter so thereby we shall not falter. Along with going without whatever your favorite thing may be, you must also observe that on Fridays you are supposed to fast and you're only allowed to eat fish. None of these things sound particularly hard except when you've grown up in a society that is as indulgent as ours we make ourselves believe that it's going to be hard. Giving up fried food won't be fun, but it shouldn't kill me. I'll just have to watch out for things that we forget are fried; Chips, Tortilla chips, french fries, Mozzarella Sticks, wings from basically every restaurant around. My wings however are not off limits because I boil mine then right to the grill. Take note people, this is the real way to make wings. You'll thank me for it later. Anyway I digress, this season of Lent brings us right up to Easter, the time of year we celebrate the Lord returning from the Dead. "Hooray Magic Jesus!!!!!" He died for our sins and came back for us as well. This is the time of year where us not so good Catholics make our obligatory appearances in church.

*sidenote*

I don't know why we do it, but we skip church all year long, but we feel like as long as we go on Easter and Christmas we're somehow absolved of all of those weeks we missed. I understand the religion and everything I just find it funny that we all pretty much ascribe to this way of thinking. "Well as long as we make it to the big ones we'll be straight" This is poor on our part, yet I still don't see myself making it to church this Sunday. Well unless I go with my mother.

Anyway so yeah this is my little bit on Religion, just know people that on Easter Sunday I will be completely fat and sweating from all the grease I'm sure to enhale, "did you two hashbrowns sir, naw I said foe!, oh did you want extra grease with that chicken, yes ma'am I did thank you kindly" You know what's pretty bogus about this move of mine, I give up beer and St. Patty's day falls right in the middle of LENT, so no green beer for me. I'll partake in the shenanigans, but really I'll just be salty i'm not drunk like everyone else.

Sometimes we do good, sometimes we adapt!

2006-02-28T08:49:00.000-05:00

Yeah so last nite the lady and I decided we'd attempt to make Swedish meatballs. Now for anyone who knows what real Swedish meatballs look like, they wouldn't normally look like what I just showed you. Also, the recipe calls for Nutmeg and allspice. Well we looked into the cabinet and we ain't have that shit. So being the geniuses that we believe that we are, Aly and I decided since Pumpkin spice has both of those things in it why shouldn't we use that? For all those who like their meats to taste like Pumpkin then this one's for you!! We went through all the directions and everything was cool, it was smelling good, but a little sweet for a quick second we thought someone was baking next door. We continued on, and took it all the way to the edge. So after some doctoring and adding spices the jount was actually pretty good, but for those that do not like sweet meat, this is not the meal for you homie.

It was a great meal while watching Flavor of love though. Can we just talk about the trainwreck that is Flavor of Love for a sec. I might have done this before, but damn I mean come on. You've got an older Hiphop Icon (46 years old) straight acting an ass with 20 (by all societal standards) attractive women who are all considerably younger and who i doubt have even listened to Public Enemy at any point in their lives. I doubt 85% of them have ever owned an album let alone honestly fine Flav an attractive dude. Maybe his Auora or something is just like real inviting, and his personality is infectious. I mean you have women literally fighting over this kat. Plus my man has a Man-servant!!! The entire premise just amazes me, and I h8 myself more everyday for not just watching, but loving it! In other Flav news Hoopz may be one of the finest women I've ever seen. My lady notwithstanding of course, but good lord!! She is trynna lock the entire game down. But when New York almost beat Pumkin's ass this past week, I loved it. She deserved every bit of that shit you DO NOT spit in someone's face ever, that shit is not ok. So yeah that shit is pretty great though, check it out if you get a chance.

The picture is of me and Seth talking bout that Killa!!

Sometimes I cook food

2006-02-25T16:48:00.000-05:00

Chicken Parm/Mozz

Fried Chicken bitches, I bet you can smell the goodness can't you?!!!!

Good times with good People

2006-02-23T16:28:00.000-05:00

This past weekend my homegirl Charisse came down from Boston. She is pictured with the kid at Left. She is one of my closest peoples in the world. She has amazing energy that is quite frankly infectious. You hang out with her and you love her, that's just how it goes. Ask anyone who spent any amount of time with her this weekend. I mean we did a lot of stuff this weekend though. I mean we went from clubbing to drinking to play fighting the entire weekend. I'm not sure who said it first, but whomever it was that said "friends are family that you choose" was 100% correct. I had to take a step back at somepoint this weekend and truly look at the people who play large rolls in my life. I took stock and had to be thankful that I have so many great friends, not just people who come and go, but real friends. People who have been there through good and bad, seen me at my best and at my worst. They have watched me grow, they have watched me make great decisions and also make horrible ones. Through it all they have never judged me, helped me get up when I've fallen and stayed right there with me. I love them dearly and I feel honored to be thought of so highly by so many people. Show ya people some love for real.

Happy Valentine's Day people

2006-02-14T16:42:00.000-05:00

It's here, treat them right. Fellas, just go head and suck it up. This is their day, it's alright, just suck it up, take that L. When it's your day, they can't front on you!

Also I'd like to send a R.I.P. out to Dilla. To his family and the Hip Hop community as a whole, we've lost one of our great producers. His music isn't and won't be fully appreciated for years to come by many. For those of us who do love and respect his work we'll miss it. Take care and we enjoyed the ride homie.

It's coming near people,seriously it's 2morrow

2006-02-13T10:29:00.000-05:00

<------------- That's what I got my Lady last year, plus some dinner and the Roses were a nice touch. I'm talking about the bear jerky, not the damn bottle of lotion. I did things right, I would say now this year we're scaling back a taste. It's not that I love her any less, it's just that we've done it once so now we can show each other that we love eachother and it doesn't have to be measured in paper spent. I am very happy with my situation, so I suggest if ya'll is happy then show ya love and make sure that person that lays next to you knows how you feel and that you appreciate them being in your life and all that great stuff.

Ok now on to some other stuff, Last nite had some great television. When we got home it was already on, but the Inside the Actors studio had Dave Chappelle on there. I have a much greater respect for Dave as a person and as an Artist. He genuinely enjoys comedy, he enjoys the act of comedy, he enjoys the energy he gets from crowds, but the downside to being good at that is he doesn't like the celebrity that he has attained. Strange but I'm guessing being a regular guy from a regular background to becoming the funniest guy in America is tough to live up to. I can't even imagine what it'd be like to be THE 50MILLION DOLLAR MAN! That amount of money is staggering. Especially if that's not what you got into the business to do in the 1st place. He might a great point last nite when he said "the worst thing you can call someone is crazy; it's dismissive. I don't understand this person they must be crazy" that right there is some chuuuch.

After the good times had by watching James Lipton yuck it up with Dave We switched on over to our favorite Sunday nite addiction. Grey's Anatomy which following the Code black episode promised to be equally as explosive. Came to find out I was more right then a little bit and someone went vanishing into the pink mist. Pretty great looking explosion I might add. All in all it was a good ass episode, and I hope it stays true to itself for a long time.

Lastly before goin to the fitful night of tossing and turning and adjusting and waking up the lady that some would call sleep, I watched the Boondocks. It was the episode "let's nab Oprah" shit was great. The best part was that it had my man Sam "Snakes on a Plane" Jackson, and Charlie "Wrong, Wrong" Murphy. Shit was type classic, if you're of similar humor I suggest you get on it. Then again I guess if we're of similar humor you are already put on and I don't need to put you on.

Comment bitches

Independence

2006-02-08T11:38:00.000-05:00

Independence; it's what all wars are fought over, whether that's freedom to exercise your own religion, whether it's the independence from an oppressive body of government. As children all we want is independence we fight with our parents over it, we get jobs to move us closer to it, we make statements as a claim to just how independent we've become. As we age and grow older one of the biggest things we fear is lack of independence. As Senior citizens, they may not be able to drive fast like they used to do, but hey they're getting around. We fight for any bit of independence we can get, in our workplaces we want our own space. We don't want to share an office, or be in a cubicle we want our own Independent spaces. We do a lot in the name of independence. Here's the thing though, once we find someone who doesn't see eye to eye with independence we label them as wong. When we find someone who is completely satisfied with living a life independent of the things we deem to be important and highly valuable they are now "crazy" or "a little off" Why don't we want other people to enjoy the same independence that we do. I'm not really goin anywhere with this, i just thought I'd bring it up.

Lost is on this evening, so ya'll should be hyped for that. So tired my people, so tired. I think I'll stop trying and let myself fall asleep for a minute. Sleeping in the car is out because it's like 3 below brick outside.

That's my guy Blah!

When did this shit become hot?

2006-02-06T16:22:00.000-05:00

When did these sorts of haircuts become "cute" or "hot" or "the new hot shit" I went to the RJD2 show on Saturday nite, and I just saw tons of kids with these hacked up domes! I was appalled. Now had they known their stuff they could've slid, but whenCopywrite came on and he started off with June which was produced by RJ (The person the crowd supposedly came to see) and no one knew what they were playing that's when I knew I was in trouble. Anyway my h8 is not directed towards the crowd persay it's much more towards the cracked out haircuts. These are not good looks people. Seriously, like the whole regular haircut, but then to have two fluffylumpkins things on the side of your head, it's really not a good look. I know all you NPR listening and Grado calling hipsters think that shit is the move, but really money it's not. I'm all for being different and running with whatever crowd tends to fall into your particular personal interests, but those damn Edward Scissorhands meets Stevie Wonder haircuts are not the hotness. What's worse is there are some very cute girls who just look all kinds of fucked up. It's like seeing one of those bad ass women from across the spot and as you approach the crowd splits, you lock eyes, you're thinking of all the things that you're about to say, knowing that your game is tight, and this one is bagged, and as you get almost close enough to get that first foolish comment out of your mouth you see her holding that cancer stick between her pointer and middle finger. Ques SW airlines voice **wanna get away**. Yeah that's how I feel about them.

Steelers won the superbowl, but the victory is a bit tainted by the horrible refs that took the field for the biggest game of the year!! They really tried to rob the Seahawks, honestly I don't even know how they got 10 points the way the refs were fuckin them. At least the bus is in the garage with a ring.

I'll be at a meeting all day 2morrow so I might be on the brink of insanity by like 10:30 so please someone holla at me 2morrow and make my life better. Look at how gangster I was out in College Park thuggin them chicks til they danced with me, then it was over for them!

We got muthafuckin Snakes on a Plane!

2006-02-02T17:24:00.000-05:00

What could be better than a Sam Jack movie with a title as great as Snakes On a Plane. Seriously this is the name of the movie, i'm not fuckin wit cha'll. Originally the company wanted to call it Flight 121 but Sam my guy said hell naw, that's part of the reason why i signed on to do this movie! So snakes on a plane it is, and what could be finer than this plot here. I mean really, if the title doesn't get you siced to go see this, then you're fuckin up! Now I'm one of the biggest Sam fans out, he's my #1 favorite actor, simply because he just a straight up nigga. He talk like he's your old pops that be goin through some shit. In every movie he basically plays the same kat just dressed differently with different hair. I'll vouch for everything he's ever done, except The Man. This here though, is gonna be a piece of cinematic genuis on the level of the aforementioned Baby Boy. Please believe that. If I could I would buy my ticket right now. Can't ya'll feel the excitement?

Ok so last nite I was over at my mom's crib and I came across some old pictures from when I was at the end of my College Career. It was a great thing to just come across. Simply because I looked back on things so fondly. It took me right back to the days of no responsibility and our biggest worries were which freshman chick was fittin to pay for our dinner. We had a great little system set up though. I wanna give a big bloody knuckle shout-out to Shannon and Devon. Those girls held us down erry Mon, Wed,& Fri. They were also decent ass girls too, not just your run of the mill foolish white chicks, they was cool. So anyway our pimpery was so stout back then. I went through the pictures i just saw so many pictures of me and my guys with different beautiful women. It was crazy, because there were so many of them that I hadn't thought about in years, but then I was like "damn she was fine!!". I mean if Dev and Shan, or my cousin Katina wasn't fitting to give me some food we'd just either have to hustle or maybe come off the dinning hall with the 5 finger jount. Well this was a quick trip down the lane of the time when our only plans for the evening were Tower Trips and N64 James Bond. Life was great then. Yo this goes out to Shan and Devon though, if ya'll ever read this "Mmmmmrrraaaahhh".

Good eve!

2006-02-01T10:10:00.000-05:00

So yeah whilst the majority of the country was at the house watching the state of the Union I was at a Wizards game. I later watched some of it, and I got so enraged I had to turn it off and get in bed. Ok I have to pose this question to ya'll. Do our servicemen get a pass to act any way they damn well please simply because they are in the Armed Forces? I ask this because last nite during an encounted with my guy Matt, he basically gave this dude a pass for acting like an ass because he was in the Airforce. Now I have all the respect in the world for all those that choose to go into the military, they fight so i don't have to. They fight, so i can sit here in this comfy ass office and post blogs while I'm supposed to be working, so for that I am forever grateful. I love my life and they have a large in ensuring that I will continue to live this way. Here's my issue, so we supposed to give people passes simply because they do stuff that we admire and feel thankful for. I mean we for damnsure ain't thank Bill for being president we tried to impeach his muthafuckin ass for getting some neckwork in the oval office. We sure as shit didn't let that slide. I'm not saying Bill ain't lie, but he got some dome, that shit shouldn't have been on our agenda, we should've been thinking about bigger shit. Anyway whatever, I hope you Republicans are happy by the time we all grow up and all of our civil liberties have been quashed and there's no health care, or social security, or mail, or sunshine. Have fun fuckers, I'll be on Mars or something, trying to plant some shit so we can set their atmosphere up. You know leave this spot and start my own shit out there. I'm serious homie, i'm talking Red Planet bitches!!

So last nite at the aforementioned Wizards game, we're in the Acela club, which is rather nice if you have a lot of money. Since we don't that shit just hurt me like a bigbitch!!!! Anyway I was walking up to the buffet because I decided I'ma get my $35 worth in that jount. I look to the left and see that kat Michael Ealy . Cool dude, just hanging out. Anyway I say all this to bring your attention to the fact that honestly all I wanted for Dinner was some wings. I mean the wings they had at this spot where looking so scrumtrulescent. I just knew I was gonna have some. So when we try and get that order goin right, these bammas say because we sat in the expensive seats we couldn't get wings. I was like "what the fuck kinda stealin money type of shit is this" they tried to appease me by giving us a free round of likka. I wasn't having it, well I did and I drank it, but I didn't enjoy it. I wanted wings fuckers!!! They don't love themselves.

Til later fam.

Thank you for all that you've done

2006-01-31T12:24:00.000-05:00

I want to thank Coretta Scott King and other Civil Rights Hero's and Heroins for all that they have done in my life. They fought so I can be where I am today. I will never forget all that you have done. People like Rosa Parks, Fred Hampton, E.D. Nixon, Malcom Little, Stokely Carmichael (Kwame Ture), MLK. This list is by no means complete, nor is it in order of importance it's just some of the people that came to mind right quick. Whether you believed whole-heartedly in their methods you have to agree with the place that all of them have in our American History as well as their dreams and beliefs. I don't think any of us have fully recognized the immensity of what these people walking around meant. These were pieces of walking history, these were constant symbols of those who had been there, they helped shape, cut, stitch, and sew the fabric of America as we know it today. They're slowly passing on to their much deserved afterlives, we need to appreciate, we need to recognize all that they gave for us to sit comfortably here posting blogs. Black, White, Hispanic, Asian or what have you, we all owe these people our respect. They were all true Americans.

Alito! Really? Really? So now they can just go ahead and reverse Roe. V. Wade., and just completely move the entire Supreme Court to the Right. The Democrats are redamdiculous.

Wizards 2nite, I'm excited for a quick game. Should be a good time. I'm trying to think of the last time I went to a Wizards game and them bammas actually won? I cant because the last 4 times I've been to MCI they've gotten stomped out. Let's hope they won't continue this trend.

I remember that night like it was last nite

2006-01-30T09:15:00.000-05:00

So as Valentine's day approaches I have started to think back on old dates and women that I have hung out with. Then I thought back to one of my tride and true date rituals. As you all can see to the left I'm talking bout that Skeeball! I used to h8 to go on a date, go get on some skeeballs and then get fuckin dogged! I'm talking I used to walk in talking big shit. Head through the roof talking shit, then get to the skeeball jounts and fucked get run out the gym. Then I would be like fuck it "let's take it over to the basketball jount" that's when I would get my manhood back. See one date in particular though, I was dating this girl who i knew played ball. We went to the customary skeeball jount. I won, I ain't house her , or nothing, but I won (this should've been my cue to stop immediately I had just won there was no reason to hit the next aspect of the plan, because at that point it was null and void) So now my head is all gassed up and we head over to the basketball jount. We are at Dave & buster's and for anyone who's played the basketball jounts there, they know they are big and in the open! So I head over there making all sorts of whoop. She's just calmly and smiling (as I look back on it now, I realize it's because she's the silent assassin) and she offers to have some people watch. At this point I'm so sure of Jumpshot I'm like "fuck it more people to watch you get dogged" so we round up some viewers. The game starts and we're shootin, then out of the corner of my eye I see it. The purest jumper this side of Rip Hamilton. I think at one point she looked at me in the middle of shooting and still sank the shot. I think the final undressing was like 42-18 her (Mortal Kombat Voice "Flawless Victory" yeah it was that bad). I think I was so salty off that one I witheld sex that nite.

So yeah my good people, this week I have nothing planned. I will attempt to sit in the crib this week and not spend unnecessary money. **Puts Ted Ferguson Helmet on** I'm trynna save some dough, but it's hard out here for a pimp.

What do you have to look forward to this week?

Oh and lastly the lady and I watched Born Into Brothels that was one hell of a documentary. Homie it was dumb sad, but fantastically done. I would advise anyone to go see it, Netflix got it. You'll enjoy it, I promise. I mean shit a Promise from the Homie Dae is like ya Mamma Biscuits.

The hood is the most resilient aspect of modern Culture

2006-01-25T14:31:00.000-05:00

Ok so last nite I was coming home from my basketball game and as I round the corner, I see about 10 County units. As I come up the hill I see about 4 City units all sitting directly in front of my apartment. Tack on the shots fired incident of the afternoon b4 and my spot is now officially hood. So my Lady decided it was time to up the walking around the property. She's walking by a spot and hears some stuff. She then calls all of her friends who drive those cars with the big flashy lights. They roll into the spot and find all sorts of shit. I'm talking big stuff. Plus it was complete with cat Feces on the floor. What could be better than that.

On the other side of things I think we should all give a large amount of love to our girl Rhonetta Johnson. I mean hell she went on American Idol and tore it down. It's just a shame that Paula and Randy didn't recognize her talent (dawg). If ya'll feel the need to check up on the real American Idol just check her out today here , see what's she's been up to and whether or not she'll be performing in your area anytime soon.

Real quick: See; you force Democracy on people, and then the people vote for someone you don't want, now what?

So yeah I heard that they are lambasting that kat James Frey who wrote "A Million Little Pieces". I find it funny that we have made this person out to be a villian for lying about something like drug abuse, how when at first we were praising him for having used so many drugs in the first place. Frankly I don't care if he lied or not, you enjoyed the book right? You found it useful right? Then why in the hell all of a sudden is it a problem? Because Oprah said that it was!

That reminds me, I really need to start writing again. I need to get on this writing and lay something down. I'm salty i'm not goin to NYC, but hey it wasn't the right time.

But seriously, how you gone be mad about something that you did?!!!

That seems about right!

2006-01-24T09:19:00.000-05:00

Yeah that looks to be about right where it should be! It's funny that we as humans tend to think that our sex is by far and away the best sex out, but why we always trynna get into positions that the animals have figured out from the jump!

So the next syrious movie your boy will see, is of course Syriana!!

OK ok, I'm now completely in a the foulest of moods because of this shit right here. I can't believe they're really gonna allow this kat to take Sandra's post. This is one of the single most blatant "fuck you"s the Republicans have done to us all. Let's replace the rock of objectivity the Supreme Court has with a kat that will attempt to reverse Roe V. Wade. This shit is amazing to me. Absolutely amazing, and all the Democrats can do is sit back and be like "well he didn't fuck up when we were questioning him" these bammas are so ridiculously afraid of Bill Frist it amazes me. If you don't agree with someone they put up there, then say it. Don't be afraid to fillibuster. The fuck has our country come to? This shit deeply saddens me, and means that all decisions that go to the Supreme that WILL have an effect on our way of life have just been handed over to those whose moral foundations do not align themselves with mine. This is not a happy time for the kid, they fuckin our Dwarves in the ass over here. They've already started to quash our civil liberties under the guise of protection and safety. This environment of Fear that the government has created is amazing to me. Under the current state of affairs fear can be the reason for any and everything even remotely questionable in the eyes of Americans. "Yeah we're listening to your phone calls, but you know we have in order to make sure that 9/11 doesn't happen again". Even Laura is on that shit, she's quick to bring up 9/11. This adminstration disgusts me and constantly pees on our governmental system be taking actions the stretch the limitations that our constitution built into our government. We created a government that would be headed by a leader, but that leader's decisions would be kept in check by the other arms of the Government. This particular government has said "fuck all that, we gone do what we wanna do" ain't shit ya'll can do about it anyway. Problem is people are so afraid that they won't do shit. We don't stand up for shit. In other places that actually value their democracy they stand in the streets until things get done we just just go and type in our anger on our blogs (intentional dig at myself for being salty, but not doin shit other than complaining) then see what's coming on TV this evening. We're entirely too comfortable in this country. Unless they lost someone in 9/11 no one remembers the feeling of that day. No one remembers the atmosphere. I remember, because for the first time in my life I wasn't viewed as a young black threat, but as an American. My point is this; take your democracy more serious people, it seems that everyone across the world that we've imparted our way of life has taken it way more seriously than we have so why can't we.

Well in other shit that I find re-damn-diculous I was over at my friendly OKP and i was put on to the new-skool coontastics. This sort of saddened me. It makes a mockery of us and our culture. I don't know I just find it wrong, then on top of that the only damn card that wasn't working was the yep you guessed it "Graduation" card. Damn shame fam, damn shame.

Aiight so I was thinking about one of my favorite movies and I decided that I could've very easily been in this movie. I look at the role and think, I already sound like this, so it wouldn't have been much of a stretch for me you know. Damn now I just need to find a fuckin agent and move to LA to look at screenplays and such. If you're wondering I was talking about the black dude.

I lie to you because I love you!!!

2006-01-23T09:32:00.000-05:00

"I'm out here telling these other hoes the Truth!" (c) Jody. For those that don't know, Jody is one of the greatest cinematic Characters of all time. He is of course the leading character in the Classic Tour de Force Baby Boy. This movie was one of the best movies of all time. Just know that.

In other news I headed back to the aforementioned Wonderland Ballroom. Seems that the upstairs is non-smoking. So for those that don't know I absolutely abhor smoking, I think it's a disgusting habit, and I don't allow anyone I date to engage in said habit. Call me what you will but that's one of the things that allows my life to be right by me. So yeah the vibe was good, the DJ was doin his thing, and everyone was dancing happily. Good times had by all. Once again we stopped by the good Yum's and made our way to the crib.

In some real shit, The lady and I went to go see Munich this weekend. Here's how I feel about this movie. We're gonna talk about this in a Frank manner. This movie showed violence in a stark and very real and literal way. From gun shots, to bombs, to people's limbs being left on spinning Fan blades. Shit was just wild as fuck. But outside of the very bold and beautiful violence of the movie the underlying but very in your face message of "violence begets more violence" is one that is truly played out even today. To link this story to that of what the US is doin in the middle east isn't far off, and is obviously part of the point of the movie.

In this particular story there is a "you kill one of ours, We kill as many of yours as we can" mentality that sets off a cycle of violence that can never truly end. There are people who work the both sides to propegate more violence and hate between the sides. War, terrorism, and violence of this sort can be amazingly intimate (I've cultivated a great friendship with you, but now it's just you me and this death I do unto thee), yet absurdly impersonal (you rep their Smart Tech, well you gotta go too!). The overwhelming question that comes to mind is that in the end who really wins? Who comes out on top? Palestinians should have a state, country, with representation. Israel took there's, but hey it's here now, so there needs to be two countries. Until that point in time comes about, no one wins and there's only bloodshed and tears. It's like we're sitting back and watching two gangs just go back at eachother. One gang heavily funded and has the backing of society, the other gang outgunned but disturbingly vigilant in a fight that they feel is just. We all just sit back and watch and see who's gonna win. This shit is amazing to me. This battle has been goin on in an area that is roughly the size of New Jersey for a long time, with no signs of stopping. Violence won't solve their problems and it for most certain has done nothing to solve the United States Problems. Please believe that.

Well in the meantime ya'll bammas should go check out my Urrea Slang right here. I bet there's some jounts you ain't even know in there. CHICKEN!!!!

Long Weekends and Gentrification

2006-01-18T08:54:00.000-05:00

Or maybe the other way around, I'm not sure yet.

I know it's been a while and I've been just dying to get back on here and spill out all the fantastically crazy shit that's been running through my head back and forth right. Well I figure it's about time that i start it off with something a little bit less foolish and crazy. So here goes.

This past Friday after a thrilling basketball game where my Boston College Alums and I defeated the heavily favored and Heavily outnumbering us University of Penn in overbills. The best part was I only had like 4 points, not a great showing, but damn I'm outta shape. Ok I haven't even gotten to the serious shit yet (Be patient bitch!). So I went and met the lady out at this spot on 11th & Kenyon NW, DC. This is an area of the city I had been goin to since I was maybe 3, since my old Dentist Dr. Bishop's office was a block over. So when I pull up on Kenyon, I'm automatically blown because all I see around me is this and this and even some of this. Keep in mind the entire neighborhood use to look like this and lots of this here. So as this is all hitting me in the face I'm thinking what in the hell kind of place am I walking into. Then I get to the door, let the bouncer check the ID, as some trendy Rock comes blaring out of the spot while I approach what hits me even harder is the STENCH of smoke! It was like a damn mist of foul smelling tabacco run-off. So at this point, I'm iodized (Salt Faced) with the Angry Black man face on. Walking through the crowd to find my lady. What I see is hipsters, and scenesters that have taken over this once middle class black neighborhood. Keep in mind this is like 7 blocks up from Howard one of this country's finest HBCU's yet this neighborhood is almost entirely comprised of 20 -30 something white kids. Anyway I get in the spot, I'm blown because of the smoke and the atmosphere, but I did get a chance to say Happy Birthday to my guy Dylan(If you're me, it's pronounced Die Lan). So we sit in the downstairs area for about an hour just completely miserable from the smoke. I'm searching for an escape from the cigs, but faintly I hear the unmistakable Horns of TROY so I'm like oh shit time to head upstairs. That's when it opens up like Moses. The fans are pumping so the air is nice and fresh, and as soon as we get up there the DJ throws on some good old Digable so you know your boy is fuckin lovin it. The Maker's in hand and we set to partying. The rest is strictly just a good ass time. I'm still blown that everything West of Petworth is all white, but whatever I ain't living there so what am I gonna do.

The next morning, I was on a plane to the great state of Rhode Island. Yo some of you may sleep on Rhode Island, but honestly I have a great time out there just relaxing and being able to take life a taste slower than we do here in the DC Metro area. The Dupouy family is always welcoming and they are genuinely great people. My Lady's parents are such great parents and even better people. I seriously think these two need to go away from everything that life has given them for about a year! They are in the midst of applying for Sainthood, well that would be if they were religious. Anyway I spent the entire weekend eating and drinking. Seriously I had a healthy diet of D'angelo's Italian and likka it was quite the fun time. Outside of that completely bogus day of football that we will no longer mention until next season ok? That's what I thought you punk ninnymuggins.

Well last but certainly not least I had a great dinner of Cajun Catfish, Yellow Rice and salad. It made my life better. On top of that LOST is on this evening. I don't know if ya'll know or not but I am obsessed with this show. I am into all the conspiracy theories and everything. Who knows I might start featuring something from the show each week. Well naw that might take too much effort. Anyway it's on 2nite, and this is a picture of me and some of my people from about 2 years ago. Notice I am drunk off that Hulk!

Tha Beggers!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

2006-01-12T14:35:00.000-05:00

Yo I've been out enjoying the beautiful weather that has recently come to the Washington, DC area. I walked around taking in the women who left their coats inside and decided to venture out into the almost too cold for that coat leaving shit, but yet in the sun just right type of weather. I strolled past the groups of men (of all ages) staring at anything with a vagina like it was the last sip of Kool-Aid in the pitcher (you know that last extra sugary drop) and laughin and gaggling. I stopped off at the local spot and picked up a quick two slices of pizza. Then as I sat trying to coral the sloppy greasy goodness that was this Supreme slice of pizza, I noticed homeboy stroll on up to me, real close to my right side. Almost like stepping across that line of personal space. So I shot him that look, you know that "the fuck is wrong witchu money, don't you see I'm eatin in this bitch" face. So he took a quick step back. Then decided to sort of say something that I couldn't understand and came clammering around un front of me. So now we're staring each other right in the eye. At this point I have put the pizza down. He started to get swole on me right quick. Before I go any further let me show you what the type of kat that is Beggar# 1 So he's all up on me right, so finally I was like "look kat you ain't getting nothing!!!! He looked all dejected, and a couple of his boys flown down so now it's like 4 on 1. So I'm thinking I'ma have to squab for my pizza. But some little kids spilled his chips and they took off after him.

So I sits down and start to get my eat one once again. Then this fool Beggar #2 comes running up like he wants some. At this point I'm on some straight Joe Hallenbeck Head or Gut type shit. I guess he saw I wasn't playing and Scampered on. He ain't really want it. Punk ass scallywag lookin for a nut.

In other news, Lafawnda AKA Shondrella Only got like $82.50 for Filming Nap Dyno. Damn they got her ass! But whatever she famous den a mug for having a fucked up name. She also jai fine a little bit or whatever.

My favorite thing I don't own

2006-01-11T09:39:00.000-05:00

Here it is, this is the one thing I've been looking for and searching for and trying my fuckliest to get my hands and shoulders on. It would be the culmination of all things that I seriously attribute to my life as a fan. Here is what I want . This would make me about the happiest person out. Plus I'd be the hottest out since Danny Boy don't let real fans buy tight Jersey's anymore.

So this week the skins are headed to Seattle. I'm boosted because I think they have a very strong chance of winning this game. I think heads fail to take into account the schedule that Seattle played (not to take anything away from them, but damn) San Fran Twice, Arizona Twice, St. Louis Twice, Houston, Green Bay and the Titans. That's damn near an automatic 9 games right there!!! So if you don't get the top seed and homefield with that then you don't deserve to be there. The skins played in what has become one of if not the Toughest division in football. Ran the table the final 5 games of the season and are now heading into Seattle with a head of steam. Let's go skins!

There's no real reason for the picture, but I just was thinking about the way women look when they take a really good shit.

2006-01-10T12:04:00.000-05:00

So yeah I had been checking around my Myspace and checked for a good # of kats who had been bloggin for a minute. So I decided I should have it. Not that my life is particularly interesting, but I mean shit, I do all sorts of fascinating things that you could never imagine. No the real reason is for the outside chance that I might become someone else's guilty pleasure. For Instance last nite I Made a strong ass White Russian, watched The Jacket jount was crazy as all hell. Plus it had one of my least favorite actresses Keira Knightly in it. All in all though the movie was pretty entertaining.

Recently I've been thinking about how I've come to where I've gotten in this life. It's been a strange and twisty road. I'm in places I never imagined being when I got out of school. If you saw me on this day January 10, 2004 I was a completely different kat all together. I was partying real tough, goin on all nite benders EVERY weekend, without fail. Me Killa Lamont, My Mellow Carl and anyone else who was willing to spill with me was down. That's where I was. Now I'm here, living with my lady. Doin it real big and real committed. I can't even describe the 180. It gives your life a completely different hue. I appreciate it too, the only problem is, I'm still making the same sort of money i was making then, so I have to step my money game up yesterday. Whatever '06 is here and it's time to keep progressing my people.