Sunday, March 30, 2008

[UN]Titled....

I have not posted in a minute. I started a new job about two weeks ago, and I am used to blogging at work during lunch and/or before I start my day. Well, this new job doesn't see it for me blogging. EVERY damn website is blocked. I can't even get my daily celebrity gossip on concreteloop.com or bossip.com. So now I will have to start blogging at night when I get home, or on the weekends like I am doing now. It is going to take me a minute to get into the routine habit of blogging at night, I am in the habit of coming home going to bed!

So my new job is with BCJJC ( Baltimore City Juvenile Justice Center) and I am in love with my secretely. Sike ! I am not in love with him, but he is the sexiest nigerian with a baritone to die for honey ! Now this new job is not so sexy. I do not directly work with the corrupted ass youth (praising the lord for small blessings) but every morning and right before I leave, I have to go down on the unit to drop things off and pick things up. Those are the worst dreaded parts of my day. I have mastered the art of making my trips to the unit during their breakfast and during their "recess" so I won't have to bump into them in the halls. I feel bad for a great majority of them, they are truly products of their environments. The other percent are just animals. They think they are so hard and haven't the sunlight a day over 15 years.

In other news, I have been apartment hunting with a close female friend of mine. Many many prospects. I really want to live downtown Baltimore, the Mt. Vernon area is becoming ultra gay chic ! We are narrowing it down to a top three, as we have seen at least 7 different apartments. There are many positives and negatives, but not enough to make it a deal breaker. The search part is fun. So many of these apartments are in historic buildings with so much character and personality. So we shall see, I will keep you posted....

Thats all...


PS. J LO babies are ugly....well one of them, i cant figure out if its the boy or girl

Thursday, February 28, 2008

Star Jones VS. O'Reilly

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?

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?

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.

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.