So I am sure most of you have read about Star Jones letter she sent to Bill O'Reilly in a response to a statement towards Michelle Obama. For those who may be unaware of the situation, a brief recap.
O'Reilly, the curmudgeon host of Fox News Channel's 'The O'Reilly Factor,' was talking to a caller that was angry that Obama had said on C-Span that "for the first time in my adult lifetime, I'm really proud of my country."
The 58-year-old television commentator, who privately settled a sexual harassment lawsuit against him in 2004, responded to the caller by offering that of course they'd have to check the facts first.
He said: "I don't want to go on a lynching party against Michelle Obama unless there's evidence, hard facts, that say this is how the woman really feels. If that's how she really feels - that is a bad country or a flawed nation, whatever - then that's legit. We'll track it down."
Star Jones issued a letter to O'Reilly in response to his use of the words "lynching party". Below is just a SNIPPET of Star response :
How dare this white man with a microphone and the trust of the public think that in 2008, he can still put the words 'lynch and party' together in the same sentence with reference to a black woman; in this case, Michelle Obama? I don't care how you 'spin it' in the 'no spin zone,' that statement in and of itself is racist, unacceptable and inappropriate on every level.
Bill, I'm not sure of where you come from, but let me tell you what the phrase 'lynching party' conjures up to me, a black woman born in North Carolina . Those words depict the image of a group of white men who are angry with the state of the own lives getting together, drinking more than they need to drink, lamenting how some black person has moved forward (usually ahead of them in stature or dignity), and had the audacity to think that they are equal.
Did Star overreact?
I am sometimey on these issues. I just had a conversation with my father and my coworker about this situation. My coworker brought up good points, as did I. She said "I almost feel bad for white people, they have to be so cautious of what they say". On that note I agree. When are we as a people going to let it go. BEFORE IM ATTACKED, I am not suggesting forget the years of slavery and the historical context that lynching has, but when are we going to stop allowing words to bring us two steps back? If we are still at the point where a word or phrase can evoke such mental anguish in our lives, then arent we still victims? We cant allow people to still have mental control over us, especially with words.
My coworker also referenced the situation from years ago where one of Tiger Woods friends made the comment to him "lets take him in the alley and lynch him". Now this comment I feel was unacceptable. As PEOPLE (white and black) we need to be very cautious when using words in a way that is neglectful to its historical context. Lynching does bring to mind the hanging of blacks, the pain, agony and death.
I am rambling because I am torn with my stance...your thoughts?
Thursday, February 28, 2008
Monday, February 25, 2008
Children Are Growing Up So Fast....
I know this isn't funny, but I found this on one of my gossip websites and thought I would share it. This is a picture of two kids making out. WHAT IN THE HELL ! They look like they are 2 days over 4 years old, where are they learning this behavior? This goes to show parents and guardians, and even siblings, need to be very cautious and pay close attention to the things they say and do in front of children. This is not a good look !
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
Absolute Disgrace
This above post is INSANE. This has got to be a joke and if he has followers, I am concerned about the future of our country, and our church. First off, I don't believe that politics should be discussed in the pulpit. For some reason this man doesn't like Barack Obama and even more importantly, I don't think he likes black people, which concerns me. It is so upsetting to listen to the stuff that he says. He even referred to Barack's father as a african in heat and referred to his mother as white trash. WTF ! Rest In peace Ms . Obama....
Please leave comments....
God Bless Her......
I have prayed and prayed for this young lady's return. I cannot believe what hollywood can do to someone ! It is insane. Look at her...just look...
The funny part is that she had the audacity to call Amy Winehouse "stoned" on her grammy performance. Brit Brit ...honey...dear...lambchop...doll...one who lives in glass houses shouldn't throw stones !
Mama Knows Best......?
Yesterday my coworker handed me a copy of this article she had read in Essence March 2008 issue entitled, "I'm a Mama's Boy". Immediately I thought, "Dear God, another article about a feminine man". Much to my surprise, it was about a 29 year old senior consultant who lives in New York and allows his mother to still call the shots in his life. He seeks advice from his mother on relationships, decisions, careers moves and finances. Asking moms for advice is one thing, allowing her to call the shots is another. The article talks about his mother didnt approve of one of his college girlfriends because she was 200 pounds, so he dumped her. He fell in love with another girl who came from money but his mother felt she couldnt cook, clean, or handle a household, so he dumped her. He cancelled a weekend getaway with a girl he was dating, because his mother called at the last minute and wanted to go to Atlantic City. He lied to the girlfriend and said he had a last minute business trip. COME ON!
His closing comment was , " I do think I'll eventually bring home someone my mother loves". Of course this article created much discussion amongst the co-workers, which is made up of mostly mothers of young men, and young men. One of my co-workers even EMAILED the guy (his email was included at the end of the article).
The situation to me is sad. I consider myself a mama's boy and I love my mother dearly and I value and appreciate her opinion. However, I have never allowed my mother to dictate who I can or cannot date, nor do I allow her to control my career or finances. Part of being a man is being able to handle your own, at 29 this young man is still sucking from his mothers nipples, and this saddens me.
How far are we willing to allow our mothers to control our lives?
His closing comment was , " I do think I'll eventually bring home someone my mother loves". Of course this article created much discussion amongst the co-workers, which is made up of mostly mothers of young men, and young men. One of my co-workers even EMAILED the guy (his email was included at the end of the article).
The situation to me is sad. I consider myself a mama's boy and I love my mother dearly and I value and appreciate her opinion. However, I have never allowed my mother to dictate who I can or cannot date, nor do I allow her to control my career or finances. Part of being a man is being able to handle your own, at 29 this young man is still sucking from his mothers nipples, and this saddens me.
How far are we willing to allow our mothers to control our lives?
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Desires....
The below email was sent to me this morning. For some reason it really inspired me and I just thought I would share with you......
Being Clear About Desires
Getting What We Want
The best way to get what we want from life is to first know what we
want. If we haven’t taken the time to really understand and
identify what would truly make us happy, we won’t be able to ask
for it from those around us or from the universe. We may not even
be able to recognize it once it arrives. Once we are clear about
what we want, we can communicate it to those around us. When we can
be honest about who we are and what we want, there is no need to
demand, be rude or aggressive, or manipulate others that are
involved in helping us get what we want. Instead, we know that we
are transmitting a signal on the right frequency to bring all that
we desire into our experience.
As the world evolves, humanity is learning to work from the heart.
We may have been taught that the way to get what we want is to
follow certain rules, play particular games, or even engage in acts
that use less than our highest integrity. The only rules we need to
apply are those of intention and connection. In terms of energy, we
can see that it takes a lot of energy to keep up a false front or
act in a way that is counter to our true nature, but much less
energy is expended when we can just be and enjoy connections that
energize us in return. Then our energy can be directed toward
living the life we want right now.
Society has certain expectations of behavior and the roles each of
us should play, but as spiritual beings we are not bound by these
superficial structures unless we choose to accept them. Instead, we
can listen to our hearts and follow what we know to be true and
meaningful for us. In doing so, we will find others who have chosen
the same path. It can be easy to get caught up in following goals
that appear to be what we want, but when we pursue the underlying
value, we are certain to stay on our right path and continue to
feed our soul.
Being Clear About Desires
Getting What We Want
The best way to get what we want from life is to first know what we
want. If we haven’t taken the time to really understand and
identify what would truly make us happy, we won’t be able to ask
for it from those around us or from the universe. We may not even
be able to recognize it once it arrives. Once we are clear about
what we want, we can communicate it to those around us. When we can
be honest about who we are and what we want, there is no need to
demand, be rude or aggressive, or manipulate others that are
involved in helping us get what we want. Instead, we know that we
are transmitting a signal on the right frequency to bring all that
we desire into our experience.
As the world evolves, humanity is learning to work from the heart.
We may have been taught that the way to get what we want is to
follow certain rules, play particular games, or even engage in acts
that use less than our highest integrity. The only rules we need to
apply are those of intention and connection. In terms of energy, we
can see that it takes a lot of energy to keep up a false front or
act in a way that is counter to our true nature, but much less
energy is expended when we can just be and enjoy connections that
energize us in return. Then our energy can be directed toward
living the life we want right now.
Society has certain expectations of behavior and the roles each of
us should play, but as spiritual beings we are not bound by these
superficial structures unless we choose to accept them. Instead, we
can listen to our hearts and follow what we know to be true and
meaningful for us. In doing so, we will find others who have chosen
the same path. It can be easy to get caught up in following goals
that appear to be what we want, but when we pursue the underlying
value, we are certain to stay on our right path and continue to
feed our soul.
Our Unconditional Love...
Ja'Don
Happy Valentine's Day to all ! From the bottom of my heart, I want to wish my babes a Happy Valentine's Day. No he isn't my boyfreind, and we aren't even dating, but we have a unconditional, uncomparable connection that sometimes WE don't even understand. It's there though and it's real. So on this day I want to tell Ja'Don that he means the world to me and I am so blessed, lucky and happy to have him in my life. He has been there for me through so much. Its been a long rocky road Jai ! I remember when we used to sit on the phone for hours until 3 am debating about why gays should be able to marry and why I like to shop . LOL. I remember when we used to call each other just to say I love you. The memories of the warm water running down my neck, to the wetness of your tongue in the arch of my back. You lick my earlobe and whisper how good our bodies feel intertwined, the steam from the shower clouds your face but the imprint of your manhood reassures me that your still there. My legs are shaking and your thighs are vibrating. We stand there under the waterfall in the shower of our love, chest to chest and face to face. The heat from your tongue melting away the pain as you enter inside me. I squirm, but you reassure me everything will be ok. You thrust...I moan. I squirm...you go deeper. I yell...your breathing is getting heavier and heavier. The warm water trickles down your chest and in between us...the small space between us physically represents the small space between us emotionally...I beg for you not to stop as my hands squeeze your necks, its feeling so good....I feel your warm juices as you explode all over my back...im turning red...oh my !
You are my heart, my hope, my help,The passion that is me,The whole of which I am a part,My peace, my ecstasy.
You are my future, present, past,My ship, my sail, my ocean,The wind that brings me home again,The home for every motion.
You live within me, yet I amWithout you all alone.With you I am full of light;Without you I am stone.
Is this foolish? Yes, perhaps,But also it is true.I think of life as something I Can spend with only you.
Ah, my love! Love longs for such Sweet celebrants as this!Love is a burden and a joy,Slavery and bliss.
This day of love come love with me,Come sing with me my song.Come be my Valentine, and IWill love you my life long, my love,Will love you my life long.
You are my future, present, past,My ship, my sail, my ocean,The wind that brings me home again,The home for every motion.
You live within me, yet I amWithout you all alone.With you I am full of light;Without you I am stone.
Is this foolish? Yes, perhaps,But also it is true.I think of life as something I Can spend with only you.
Ah, my love! Love longs for such Sweet celebrants as this!Love is a burden and a joy,Slavery and bliss.
This day of love come love with me,Come sing with me my song.Come be my Valentine, and IWill love you my life long, my love,Will love you my life long.
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
Queens Always Conjour
“I am not sure of whose toes I may have stepped on or whose ego I may have bruised between the Grammy writers and Beyoncé, however I dismissed it as a cheap shot for controversy. In addition to that, I thank the Grammys and the voting academy for my 20th Grammy and love to Beyoncé anyway.”
Woah ! Aretha was offended that Beyonce referred to Tina as the "Queen" during her performance on the grammys. She needs to sit her big beasty ass down somewhere. Aretha is the Queen of Soul , I give you that, but to Beyonce Tina may be her queen because Tina is a performer, something that Aretha could be if she sheds some pounds. I think both Tina and Aretha are respectable characters in their respective limelights and Aretha needs to give credit where its due. It really wasnt that big of a deal, big beast !***why does her cleavage go up to her neckline?***
Today it was extremely icy road conditions in Baltimore. I woke up as normal and watched for the local new to show that the Federal Government was delayed or liberal leave. WRONG ! So I come to work like the punctual employee I am, only to find the building is locked and the lights are off. Come to find out, we were two hours late but they didnt display it on the news, you had to call the hotline.
Pissed.
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Pictures...
This would make a great Halloween Poster!
Is she wearing a turbin?
God Bless those spaghetti straps..........and the pearls
You can take them out the ghetto, but cant take the ghetto out of them....
Is she wearing a turbin?
God Bless those spaghetti straps..........and the pearls
You can take them out the ghetto, but cant take the ghetto out of them....
Long Time Coming
WOW! It has been a minute since I last posted. A lot has been going on, busy with work, hanging out, attending parties and other events hosted by the finest young men and women of Baltimore.
This weekend I traveled to New York City to attend a dear friends 28th birthday celebration. Fantastic time! We partied, we drank, we talked, we laughed, drank more, and drank more. Before I knew it, I was walking diagonally down W 30th Street at 4am, which is extremely out of character for me. I had a good time and I had the chance to let my hair down, the little I have.
Yesterday I had the opportunity to attend the Barack Obama rally at the First Mariner Arena in Baltimore, MD. I feel bad because I utilized this handicap man to get front row seating. I got in line behind his wheelchair and made my way into the arena with front row seating ! I got my barack poster and I shook his hand. It was an exciting experience. However, this one hoodlum lady in front of me was being extremely "urban". She kept yelling and trying to jump over the dividers. When Barack walked around and shook everyone hand , she attempted to hug him and take a picture with him. His secret agents had to apprehend her and ask her to please calm down.
Mary J Blige and Jay Z tickets go on sale this week !
I wont even begin to comment on those grammys. I think those were the worst grammys ever, especially for 50 years. Kanye performance was lackluster, Alicia Keys was stunning and Aretha Franklin was grotesque.
This weekend I traveled to New York City to attend a dear friends 28th birthday celebration. Fantastic time! We partied, we drank, we talked, we laughed, drank more, and drank more. Before I knew it, I was walking diagonally down W 30th Street at 4am, which is extremely out of character for me. I had a good time and I had the chance to let my hair down, the little I have.
Yesterday I had the opportunity to attend the Barack Obama rally at the First Mariner Arena in Baltimore, MD. I feel bad because I utilized this handicap man to get front row seating. I got in line behind his wheelchair and made my way into the arena with front row seating ! I got my barack poster and I shook his hand. It was an exciting experience. However, this one hoodlum lady in front of me was being extremely "urban". She kept yelling and trying to jump over the dividers. When Barack walked around and shook everyone hand , she attempted to hug him and take a picture with him. His secret agents had to apprehend her and ask her to please calm down.
Mary J Blige and Jay Z tickets go on sale this week !
I wont even begin to comment on those grammys. I think those were the worst grammys ever, especially for 50 years. Kanye performance was lackluster, Alicia Keys was stunning and Aretha Franklin was grotesque.
Wednesday, January 2, 2008
08.....08.....08
HAPPY NEW YEAR! .....
Well, finally 2007 is out of the way, make room for 2008 and all it has to offer. I celebrated New Years downtown Baltimore with friends, unfortunately I was drunk and out of it by like 7pm, but I managed to pull myself together to go back out around 11pm. I danced, partied like a rockstar and drunk like a fish.
I pray that 2008 is a blessed and prosperous year for everyone. From the newspaper boy I nod to in the morning, to the cashier I greet at shoppers, to the person reading this blog. I just pray that 2008 is a great year for all.
I didn't set any new years resolutions because whats the point, I always break them. I did decide that perhaps I should stop drinking in 2008. I was completely wasted on monday and never want to experience that again. So cheers to a happy and sober 2008 ! I am only drinking wine and thats limited for social purposes...galas...black tie affairs...holiday parties. So people, please be supportive lol.
I hope 2008 brings me love, endless friendships, countless memories, and happiness. Wish me luck.
Well, finally 2007 is out of the way, make room for 2008 and all it has to offer. I celebrated New Years downtown Baltimore with friends, unfortunately I was drunk and out of it by like 7pm, but I managed to pull myself together to go back out around 11pm. I danced, partied like a rockstar and drunk like a fish.
I pray that 2008 is a blessed and prosperous year for everyone. From the newspaper boy I nod to in the morning, to the cashier I greet at shoppers, to the person reading this blog. I just pray that 2008 is a great year for all.
I didn't set any new years resolutions because whats the point, I always break them. I did decide that perhaps I should stop drinking in 2008. I was completely wasted on monday and never want to experience that again. So cheers to a happy and sober 2008 ! I am only drinking wine and thats limited for social purposes...galas...black tie affairs...holiday parties. So people, please be supportive lol.
I hope 2008 brings me love, endless friendships, countless memories, and happiness. Wish me luck.
Monday, December 17, 2007
Random Random and Random
I really do need to get better with this blog business, so much goes on that I want to write about, but I always forget. Its been a second, more like a minute, since I last posted. With the Christmas Parties, holiday shopping, gift wrapping and new year approaching, I have been very occupied. A good occupied if I must say so. I am excited about what the new year has in store for me, so anxious to take it on. I am also excited about going to California January 1, 2008 to visit old friends from when I lived in Los Angeles, it should be a wonderful experience.
I guess the biggest thing going on in my life right now, is me rearranging my friendship circle and cutting certain people out of my life, that are dead weight, which will not be tolerated in 2008. I have a lot of numbers in phone, emails in my sidekick, of people who I have no interest in having in my life, unfortunate right? Its not me being shadey, its just the realization that I need to surround myself with people that I can have a relationship with outside of the club and social gossip. I want more friends who are mature, responsible, and have some class. My friends often call me stuck up or saddity, I am neither by far, I just have class. I recently went to a Christmas party, absolutely wonderful ! It was a nice catered christmas gathering in a beautiful home in Upper Marlboro, MD. Each person had to bring a ornament to represent themselves to hang on the tree. We drank wine, had a nice dinner and just socialized. Everyone was dressed nice and casual...UNTIL...some old friends of mine came through the door. First, it was 5 people, only 2 were invited. How dare you treat someone's Christmas Party at their home as a free for all, and bring people who were not invited. They also had the nerve to have on club gear, forgive me but gold chains, skinny jeans, high top vans, and members only jackets are not proper attire for a christmas party. I was so embarrassed that I even knew them.
On the ride home, I got to thinking why did it bother me? I came to the conclusion that because while living in Los Angeles I did PR, the first thing you learn is that people are always watching. Due to that, I am always cautious of what I do and how I act in public. Am I wrong? I never hide who I really am, but at the same time I try not to devour chicken in public the same way I do at home. I always try to dress the part for events and outings, I do not use loud vulgar language in public, and I certainly dont eat with my elbows on the table in restaurants.
It saddens me because I struggle to find intelligent, classy, mature, responsible, hard working gay black men my age in Baltimore. Its pathetic. If they arent in the closet or dl, then they are in a "house" , 29 in their moms basement, or jobless. I mean people come on, help me out here.
O a lot is going on in the celebrity gossip world:
* Eddie Murphy has decided to release his own label and sign none other than Karrine Steffans
*The Debater isnt even released yet and is nominated for a Golden Globe
* Chaka kahn is replacing Fantasia in the "Color Purple"
* Tyler Perry next movie is "Meet The Browns"
* Selita Ebanks has moved on to a new man
* SALEISHA won TOP MODEL !
I guess the biggest thing going on in my life right now, is me rearranging my friendship circle and cutting certain people out of my life, that are dead weight, which will not be tolerated in 2008. I have a lot of numbers in phone, emails in my sidekick, of people who I have no interest in having in my life, unfortunate right? Its not me being shadey, its just the realization that I need to surround myself with people that I can have a relationship with outside of the club and social gossip. I want more friends who are mature, responsible, and have some class. My friends often call me stuck up or saddity, I am neither by far, I just have class. I recently went to a Christmas party, absolutely wonderful ! It was a nice catered christmas gathering in a beautiful home in Upper Marlboro, MD. Each person had to bring a ornament to represent themselves to hang on the tree. We drank wine, had a nice dinner and just socialized. Everyone was dressed nice and casual...UNTIL...some old friends of mine came through the door. First, it was 5 people, only 2 were invited. How dare you treat someone's Christmas Party at their home as a free for all, and bring people who were not invited. They also had the nerve to have on club gear, forgive me but gold chains, skinny jeans, high top vans, and members only jackets are not proper attire for a christmas party. I was so embarrassed that I even knew them.
On the ride home, I got to thinking why did it bother me? I came to the conclusion that because while living in Los Angeles I did PR, the first thing you learn is that people are always watching. Due to that, I am always cautious of what I do and how I act in public. Am I wrong? I never hide who I really am, but at the same time I try not to devour chicken in public the same way I do at home. I always try to dress the part for events and outings, I do not use loud vulgar language in public, and I certainly dont eat with my elbows on the table in restaurants.
It saddens me because I struggle to find intelligent, classy, mature, responsible, hard working gay black men my age in Baltimore. Its pathetic. If they arent in the closet or dl, then they are in a "house" , 29 in their moms basement, or jobless. I mean people come on, help me out here.
O a lot is going on in the celebrity gossip world:
* Eddie Murphy has decided to release his own label and sign none other than Karrine Steffans
*The Debater isnt even released yet and is nominated for a Golden Globe
* Chaka kahn is replacing Fantasia in the "Color Purple"
* Tyler Perry next movie is "Meet The Browns"
* Selita Ebanks has moved on to a new man
* SALEISHA won TOP MODEL !
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Still When Im A Mess..I Put the S on my Chest
Wow, it seems really like its been forever since I have posted on this blog. I just been extremely busy with making decisions in my life, preparing for the holidays, and re-evaluating some company in my life. There is SO much that I need to spill out...
Thanksgiving was GREAT! Boy o Boy I have never ate so much in my life. THINK IM LYING! I unfortunately was a part of the Black Friday madness and purchased a pair of jeans (my waist is a 29/30..and im proud!) literally sunday night I went to put those same exact jeans on, and could not button them. NO LIE ! Needless to say I didnt go out, but stayed in doing squats and pilates.
I decided that I am ready to go back to school and get my masters. Over thanksgiving dinner, grandma felt the need to say "I just realized you have been out of college for almost two years". I immediately felt out and said let me grab a hold of my future before I roll over and im 30 still working at the Department of Homeland Security, which is not my dream job.
Alicia Keys album dropped, I am a personal favorite. She sold 742,000 copies the first week. GO A KEYS!
The dating scene ....or lack there of..has been pretty dry. I like this guy, ill call him Bionic B, and I have been very reluctant about expressing my attraction towards him. Yesterday, I built up the courage to tell him ! I was a childish sucker and did it via text, but im awaiting his response...stay tuned. He is so handsome, a tall glass of water, intelligent, funny, just all around adorable. Christmas is coming and I dont know what to get him...what do you get someone who has everything?
Now let me explain how Bionic B came to be. One of my friends thought he was attractive, undeniably he is. Bionic B told me that my friend isnt his type. They only spoke via text a few times. However, I LOVE talking to Bionic B, we text each other throughout the day, and I FEEL we hit it off. Am I wrong? Like I tried to explain to my friend, just because you think someone is attractive doesnt make them yours, and I wouldnt even say that my friend actively pursued him. Meanwhile, I can say that I have actively pursued him. Am I Bionic B's type? OF COURSE, I am everyones type. Sike naw, I dont know. But I know Im going to get my grown man on and see where this could go with Bionic B....and I will STILL WEAR THE S ON MY CHEST !
I promise I will try to post again tomorrow. I may have to post tomorrows post before I go to bed tomorrow.
Thanksgiving was GREAT! Boy o Boy I have never ate so much in my life. THINK IM LYING! I unfortunately was a part of the Black Friday madness and purchased a pair of jeans (my waist is a 29/30..and im proud!) literally sunday night I went to put those same exact jeans on, and could not button them. NO LIE ! Needless to say I didnt go out, but stayed in doing squats and pilates.
I decided that I am ready to go back to school and get my masters. Over thanksgiving dinner, grandma felt the need to say "I just realized you have been out of college for almost two years". I immediately felt out and said let me grab a hold of my future before I roll over and im 30 still working at the Department of Homeland Security, which is not my dream job.
Alicia Keys album dropped, I am a personal favorite. She sold 742,000 copies the first week. GO A KEYS!
The dating scene ....or lack there of..has been pretty dry. I like this guy, ill call him Bionic B, and I have been very reluctant about expressing my attraction towards him. Yesterday, I built up the courage to tell him ! I was a childish sucker and did it via text, but im awaiting his response...stay tuned. He is so handsome, a tall glass of water, intelligent, funny, just all around adorable. Christmas is coming and I dont know what to get him...what do you get someone who has everything?
Now let me explain how Bionic B came to be. One of my friends thought he was attractive, undeniably he is. Bionic B told me that my friend isnt his type. They only spoke via text a few times. However, I LOVE talking to Bionic B, we text each other throughout the day, and I FEEL we hit it off. Am I wrong? Like I tried to explain to my friend, just because you think someone is attractive doesnt make them yours, and I wouldnt even say that my friend actively pursued him. Meanwhile, I can say that I have actively pursued him. Am I Bionic B's type? OF COURSE, I am everyones type. Sike naw, I dont know. But I know Im going to get my grown man on and see where this could go with Bionic B....and I will STILL WEAR THE S ON MY CHEST !
I promise I will try to post again tomorrow. I may have to post tomorrows post before I go to bed tomorrow.
Monday, November 5, 2007
Halloween Party
Its been almost a week since I have posted! I was so busy and tied up with my Halloween Party. Thanks to all of those who came out. My fellow socialite Prince Xem was in the building, looking HOT as ever ! The party was such a success and everyone had a great time. There are some pictures on myspace. www.myspace.com/officalhalloweenparty ( I know official is spelled wrong, a friend of mine created the page, I wouldnt dare).
Sadly enough, my party ended thirty minutes early because some man made woman decided to begin fighting and pepper spraying in my party ! HOW DID SHIM EVEN GET IN ?? It was chaotic, all I know is that I had stepped outside to walk a friend to the car, come back around the corner and everyone is outside coughing and throwing up. Needless to say, I attempted to attack this disturbed individual, before I composed myself and realized not to stoop to IT'S level.
It saddens me that this is a re-occuring problem here in Baltimore within the gay scene. Whether I am at the Hippo, Gallery, Grand Central, or some house function, gay people always manage to fight. I'd like to throw the homos a bone and say that you cant mix alcohol and attitude. Even then, one should be able to maintain themselves and preserve their classiness at all times. But I guess to preserve it, you have to first have it.
I met a new guy a few days before my party. We met because I was inviting him to my party and we have been chatting every day since. Great guy, funny, keeps me up all night on the phone...but I smell secrets in the closet. Stay tuned blog world....
Sadly enough, my party ended thirty minutes early because some man made woman decided to begin fighting and pepper spraying in my party ! HOW DID SHIM EVEN GET IN ?? It was chaotic, all I know is that I had stepped outside to walk a friend to the car, come back around the corner and everyone is outside coughing and throwing up. Needless to say, I attempted to attack this disturbed individual, before I composed myself and realized not to stoop to IT'S level.
It saddens me that this is a re-occuring problem here in Baltimore within the gay scene. Whether I am at the Hippo, Gallery, Grand Central, or some house function, gay people always manage to fight. I'd like to throw the homos a bone and say that you cant mix alcohol and attitude. Even then, one should be able to maintain themselves and preserve their classiness at all times. But I guess to preserve it, you have to first have it.
I met a new guy a few days before my party. We met because I was inviting him to my party and we have been chatting every day since. Great guy, funny, keeps me up all night on the phone...but I smell secrets in the closet. Stay tuned blog world....
Friday, October 26, 2007
Money Can't Buy Love....or can it?
Is it really true that money can't buy love, or is this something we just tell poor people to keep them from rioting? As I sit here writing my checks to Citibank Student Loan, Sprint PCS and Tmobile, I think about how I am blessed to be able to pay my bills and how unfortunate it is for those who can not. It took me back to a few months ago, I would always see this homeless couple on my way to work, that is when I worked in Los Angeles, CA. They were the happiest people I had ever seen in my life, happier than some of the most wealthiest pretty faces you see on Access Hollywood. To my suprise they even had a pet cat! Now, I personally hate cats and find it quite unsettling on my chest, that they had the nerve to have a pet and didnt have a home. If you are struggling to feed yourself, why are you taking in another mouth to feed? Nonetheless, the couple were happy. I would speak every morning as I passed them on the way into the office, and watch them as they cuddled over the vent to keep each other warm from the cold front coming off of the water, and shared whatever food they managed to have with each other. Now my mother always said, you can tell if a man loves you if he is willing to give you his last.
Now that I am back in Baltimore, aint a damn thing changed. I still see the happiest homeless couples in downtown Baltimore and today it became the topic of conversation in the office. I had to ask myself, could I see myself smiling and giggly if I was in that situation. Being completely honest, I'd have to say no.
Historically, I have been called a "gold digger" or "expensive". Your honor, I plead not guilty. I like nice things, yes. Sometimes I spend a lot of money on things that others feel arent worth it, but to me a good pair of Dolce & Gabbana shades are priceless. In past "dates" and "relationships" I have found it hard to find myself comfortable enough to be happy with someone who could not bring at LEAST what I bring to the table. Saying that, I am not rich, so it shouldnt take much. A nice gentlemen, with a decent education, and a honest 9 to 5 is not much to ask. I need stability and structure in my life...and in my men.
There was this one guy...Glenn was his name. He was about two years older than I, and we dated my senior year of high school, summer before college. He didnt have a stable job, stable living conditions, not even a stable lifestyle. We were young. His life consisted of clubbing, drinking, fighting etc. Anyone who knew Glenn, knew that I was his world. He would do anything for me. He couldnt afford to take me to restaurants, buy me nice things, or travel to different places when I wanted to. THAT began to take a toll on our relationship. I was tired of feeling like I had to slide down an economic group in order to be able to be with him and I DAMN sure wasn't paying for a grown man every time we went out. I admit that I was blind and took him for granted. I later found out those shoes he purchased for me for christmas, was his gas money to work for an entire week (yes he walked to work...now thats love). I also found out from his bestfriend (who became my roomate in Los Angeles) that he cried when he couldnt throw me the big birthday party that I wanted for my birthday. Now, four years or so later, I realize everything he couldnt give me monetarily , he gave me emotionally. I have been on dates with guys with money and dated guys who had at least what I had, if not more. But the love Glenn gave me was a different kind of love. I struggle asking myself, if he had a more stable lifestyle and income, would I have been more eager and willing to stick around and make it work?
So can money buy you love?
Or is it not about focusing on what they cant offer monetarily?
Your thoughts....
Now that I am back in Baltimore, aint a damn thing changed. I still see the happiest homeless couples in downtown Baltimore and today it became the topic of conversation in the office. I had to ask myself, could I see myself smiling and giggly if I was in that situation. Being completely honest, I'd have to say no.
Historically, I have been called a "gold digger" or "expensive". Your honor, I plead not guilty. I like nice things, yes. Sometimes I spend a lot of money on things that others feel arent worth it, but to me a good pair of Dolce & Gabbana shades are priceless. In past "dates" and "relationships" I have found it hard to find myself comfortable enough to be happy with someone who could not bring at LEAST what I bring to the table. Saying that, I am not rich, so it shouldnt take much. A nice gentlemen, with a decent education, and a honest 9 to 5 is not much to ask. I need stability and structure in my life...and in my men.
There was this one guy...Glenn was his name. He was about two years older than I, and we dated my senior year of high school, summer before college. He didnt have a stable job, stable living conditions, not even a stable lifestyle. We were young. His life consisted of clubbing, drinking, fighting etc. Anyone who knew Glenn, knew that I was his world. He would do anything for me. He couldnt afford to take me to restaurants, buy me nice things, or travel to different places when I wanted to. THAT began to take a toll on our relationship. I was tired of feeling like I had to slide down an economic group in order to be able to be with him and I DAMN sure wasn't paying for a grown man every time we went out. I admit that I was blind and took him for granted. I later found out those shoes he purchased for me for christmas, was his gas money to work for an entire week (yes he walked to work...now thats love). I also found out from his bestfriend (who became my roomate in Los Angeles) that he cried when he couldnt throw me the big birthday party that I wanted for my birthday. Now, four years or so later, I realize everything he couldnt give me monetarily , he gave me emotionally. I have been on dates with guys with money and dated guys who had at least what I had, if not more. But the love Glenn gave me was a different kind of love. I struggle asking myself, if he had a more stable lifestyle and income, would I have been more eager and willing to stick around and make it work?
So can money buy you love?
Or is it not about focusing on what they cant offer monetarily?
Your thoughts....
Thursday, October 25, 2007
Love Jones
Interestingly enough, I was compelled to send a friend a text message yesterday, asking the question "Is Love Enough?". Let me back it up a bit, and give a glimpse of the history.
Have you ever met someone that you truly felt was your soulmate, your counterpart, your everything. The love between you two is never a question, the attraction is never doubted, but yet something has managed to keep you two apart? He says physically we have been distanced by time and space. When we first met I was in college, then I quickly moved to Los Angeles. Whenever we see each other, I cant stand to be around him for more than 5 minutes because my heart melts. We used to talk every single day, and text each other pretty often as well. The first email I sent when I got to work was to him. I would sign on aim on my days off when I knew he was at work, just to talk to him. Time and space is something that can be fixed....right?
Its almost like we have become accustomed to the relationship we have, and neither of us are aspiring to make it more. We have watched each other through heartaches, heartbreaks, laugter and even shared some of our most inner secrets with each other. He has managed to be there through tough times for me, and I have suppressed my inner feelings for him in an effort to maintain a support friend relationship, while I watched him be treated like a option , rather than a priority by some lame loser that he was in a quasi-relationship with ( I am sure as he reads this, he knows exactly who im talking about, lol). So I realized that I have drowned and dismissed my feelings for him in the acceptance that it will never work. But why?
If our love is as strong as we say it is, then why? Is love not enough? I used to think he was my soulmate, GOD gift of perfection. I must admit I am a hard person to please and I have given him a hard way to go. I have caught attitudes, make smart remarks, let him down and did things he did not agree with. I began to feel a sense of inadequancy. He learned to love an imperfect person, perfectly.
So is love enough? Or are there certain people in our life who are meant to be that safety net who catches us, right before we leap off of the cliff of love into the pit of loveless? Everytime I say I am through with love....he always manages to send a message, send a smile, or make a call that lets me know that there still is a such thing called love. A end to hopelessness and of giving up.
Jai if you are reading this, know that I love you unconditionally and I am ever so grateful for the love we share, the smiles we have created and the memories that will never be forgotten. Every once in a while GOD's sends special people in our lives. Like Kanye said, "people never get the flowers while they can still smell them ". So I am taking this time to say thank you, thank you for being you, for being my freind and for keeping me from giving up on love....
Have you ever met someone that you truly felt was your soulmate, your counterpart, your everything. The love between you two is never a question, the attraction is never doubted, but yet something has managed to keep you two apart? He says physically we have been distanced by time and space. When we first met I was in college, then I quickly moved to Los Angeles. Whenever we see each other, I cant stand to be around him for more than 5 minutes because my heart melts. We used to talk every single day, and text each other pretty often as well. The first email I sent when I got to work was to him. I would sign on aim on my days off when I knew he was at work, just to talk to him. Time and space is something that can be fixed....right?
Its almost like we have become accustomed to the relationship we have, and neither of us are aspiring to make it more. We have watched each other through heartaches, heartbreaks, laugter and even shared some of our most inner secrets with each other. He has managed to be there through tough times for me, and I have suppressed my inner feelings for him in an effort to maintain a support friend relationship, while I watched him be treated like a option , rather than a priority by some lame loser that he was in a quasi-relationship with ( I am sure as he reads this, he knows exactly who im talking about, lol). So I realized that I have drowned and dismissed my feelings for him in the acceptance that it will never work. But why?
If our love is as strong as we say it is, then why? Is love not enough? I used to think he was my soulmate, GOD gift of perfection. I must admit I am a hard person to please and I have given him a hard way to go. I have caught attitudes, make smart remarks, let him down and did things he did not agree with. I began to feel a sense of inadequancy. He learned to love an imperfect person, perfectly.
So is love enough? Or are there certain people in our life who are meant to be that safety net who catches us, right before we leap off of the cliff of love into the pit of loveless? Everytime I say I am through with love....he always manages to send a message, send a smile, or make a call that lets me know that there still is a such thing called love. A end to hopelessness and of giving up.
Jai if you are reading this, know that I love you unconditionally and I am ever so grateful for the love we share, the smiles we have created and the memories that will never be forgotten. Every once in a while GOD's sends special people in our lives. Like Kanye said, "people never get the flowers while they can still smell them ". So I am taking this time to say thank you, thank you for being you, for being my freind and for keeping me from giving up on love....
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
CUNT
The new Mary J. Blige joint is fiyah! I love this song. She is screaming through my computer speakers as I type. Besides the fact that I am irriated by the lingering and yet disturbing odor of steak fish that my coworker reheated in the office microwave for breakfast. What ever happened to a nice english muffin, with a slice of cheese? Is a plain bagel with cream cheese too much to ask nowadays?
Life is just life over here. I have been spending a lot of time with my friends Traron and Kevin and lets just say...times have been grand! I truly love those two. Traron and his sassy mouth, swagger in his walk and Kevin and his size 28 waist and sassy mouth. We had a discussion last night about cunt. Well...let me first explain the history and what lead to it...
A heterosexual co-worker of mine called me a cunt, jokingly. I immediately gagged, and took about 3 mins to regroup from the mouth drop. Later on, I asked him what was a cunt. He told me a cunt was a pussy (for those who prefer politically correct, vagina). I told him how often homosexuals use the word cunt to refer to a PERSON,PLACE, or THING that is womanly, or of feminine nature. Now how a PLACE is cunt, I have yet to come to understand. BUT, I am guilty as charged, I call shoes, people, cars, and even ideas cunt.
So last night I had a discussion about the word cunt and where it came from. Why there is such a infactuation with homosexuals and feminity. I have heard my friends (again, I am guilty as charged), refer to themselves or others as "white woman cunt". I am having a halloween party and many of my freinds have said they were coming as Marilyn Monroe, Victoria Gotti, Victoria Beckham, Audrey Hepburn...no one is coming as Dorothy Dandridge.
So I pose the questions to you:
What do you think of when you hear or see the word cunt?
Where do you think homosexual infactuations with white women came from?
PS. Miss steak fish for breakfast, just came to my desk smelling like Fritos. Its not even 11am yet.
Life is just life over here. I have been spending a lot of time with my friends Traron and Kevin and lets just say...times have been grand! I truly love those two. Traron and his sassy mouth, swagger in his walk and Kevin and his size 28 waist and sassy mouth. We had a discussion last night about cunt. Well...let me first explain the history and what lead to it...
A heterosexual co-worker of mine called me a cunt, jokingly. I immediately gagged, and took about 3 mins to regroup from the mouth drop. Later on, I asked him what was a cunt. He told me a cunt was a pussy (for those who prefer politically correct, vagina). I told him how often homosexuals use the word cunt to refer to a PERSON,PLACE, or THING that is womanly, or of feminine nature. Now how a PLACE is cunt, I have yet to come to understand. BUT, I am guilty as charged, I call shoes, people, cars, and even ideas cunt.
So last night I had a discussion about the word cunt and where it came from. Why there is such a infactuation with homosexuals and feminity. I have heard my friends (again, I am guilty as charged), refer to themselves or others as "white woman cunt". I am having a halloween party and many of my freinds have said they were coming as Marilyn Monroe, Victoria Gotti, Victoria Beckham, Audrey Hepburn...no one is coming as Dorothy Dandridge.
So I pose the questions to you:
What do you think of when you hear or see the word cunt?
Where do you think homosexual infactuations with white women came from?
PS. Miss steak fish for breakfast, just came to my desk smelling like Fritos. Its not even 11am yet.
Monday, October 22, 2007
Its Been A Long Time Coming...
Ok, I sincerely apologize. Its been about 10 days since I last posted. I am still here. Listening to "No One Will Do" by Mary J Blige and struggling to keep my eyes shut at work...I said let me write on my blog.
The past week has been busy with me planning my Halloween Party (which is next wed october 31). I am struggling to stay awake because I decided to travel to Washington DC last night to go to BBar and I didnt make it in my bed until 3:30. Meanwhile, I had to get up at 5:45 for work. So uhhh yea! I am pretty tired.
Whats new with me? Nothing at all. I have just been working and preparing for my party. "Thighs" hit me up two nights ago on my way to see "Why Did I Get Married?" (for the second time), making a sexual proposition to me. I declined, and I am struggling with the reason behind the decline. Was it because I was out and on my way to the movies, or did I really decline him because in my heart of all hearts I know this isnt a healthy situation?
The weirdest thing occurred last night at BBar. My ex lovers bestfriend made a pass at me. It took me aback and I was shocked. As the night went on, and the bass toned out of the speakers, the lights came up, the patrons exited....I began to examine the situation a little bit more . He confessed that he has always had his eye on me, and although him and my ex arent as close anymore, he felt now he could tell me. I was flattered, I must admit. We exchanged numbers because we were cool and just happend to lose contact. We have been texting each other all morning and although I am not 100% sure my ex would show me the same respect....the invitation to spend time with his bestfriend, get to know his bestfriend was enticing and appealing, but the heart of all hearts in me declined. So do I tell my ex? Am I just as guilty for exchanging numbers and entertaining the idea? Who does the burden of loyalty lie on?
The past week has been busy with me planning my Halloween Party (which is next wed october 31). I am struggling to stay awake because I decided to travel to Washington DC last night to go to BBar and I didnt make it in my bed until 3:30. Meanwhile, I had to get up at 5:45 for work. So uhhh yea! I am pretty tired.
Whats new with me? Nothing at all. I have just been working and preparing for my party. "Thighs" hit me up two nights ago on my way to see "Why Did I Get Married?" (for the second time), making a sexual proposition to me. I declined, and I am struggling with the reason behind the decline. Was it because I was out and on my way to the movies, or did I really decline him because in my heart of all hearts I know this isnt a healthy situation?
The weirdest thing occurred last night at BBar. My ex lovers bestfriend made a pass at me. It took me aback and I was shocked. As the night went on, and the bass toned out of the speakers, the lights came up, the patrons exited....I began to examine the situation a little bit more . He confessed that he has always had his eye on me, and although him and my ex arent as close anymore, he felt now he could tell me. I was flattered, I must admit. We exchanged numbers because we were cool and just happend to lose contact. We have been texting each other all morning and although I am not 100% sure my ex would show me the same respect....the invitation to spend time with his bestfriend, get to know his bestfriend was enticing and appealing, but the heart of all hearts in me declined. So do I tell my ex? Am I just as guilty for exchanging numbers and entertaining the idea? Who does the burden of loyalty lie on?
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
Nothing Major....
Well, a HUGE thank you for all of your advice on my last post. Some of you contacted me via other methods than a comment on my blog, but thats ok. You all were just as candid and blunt, and I appreciate it.
Well, boy o boy. This was truly a long but FUN weekend. I hung out all weekend with my freinds, went to the block party in Baltimore, had a few drinks, saw some old faces. It dawned on me this weekend when I went out to celebrate my "gay pride-ness" that it was my FIRST appearance since I cut my locs off. Baby, when I tell you...I stepped out the car and cameras started flashing. The weekend gave me time away from "thighs" and just to concentrate on myself and how I refuse to be someone's second dish. I am the main dessert, that you go back for seconds of.
So while I was out at the block party I met a interesting guy. I wont go into too much detail about him, but just know he is there. I dont want to hop out of one pot of fire into another one, so I am just chillin right now. Life is good. The sun is shining.
OOO one of my friends just told me they are moving to LA next year. I am sad. We have to create countless memories in the next coming months. Thats my X (no not ex date, x is my nickname for him).
Anyway, have a good day and I hope everyone had a good weekend a good holiday.
Well, boy o boy. This was truly a long but FUN weekend. I hung out all weekend with my freinds, went to the block party in Baltimore, had a few drinks, saw some old faces. It dawned on me this weekend when I went out to celebrate my "gay pride-ness" that it was my FIRST appearance since I cut my locs off. Baby, when I tell you...I stepped out the car and cameras started flashing. The weekend gave me time away from "thighs" and just to concentrate on myself and how I refuse to be someone's second dish. I am the main dessert, that you go back for seconds of.
So while I was out at the block party I met a interesting guy. I wont go into too much detail about him, but just know he is there. I dont want to hop out of one pot of fire into another one, so I am just chillin right now. Life is good. The sun is shining.
OOO one of my friends just told me they are moving to LA next year. I am sad. We have to create countless memories in the next coming months. Thats my X (no not ex date, x is my nickname for him).
Anyway, have a good day and I hope everyone had a good weekend a good holiday.
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