This might be shameful....

But I can't get this freakin song out my head! I love it!



I know it's sad

Pretty Fly for a White Guy

I will admit, when I was younger I only ever liked White guys. I mean there were NO black boys in my little Catholic school class until like 3rd grade so they were I knew.

Not sure what happened or when this occurred, by I "crossed over" and I loved and appreciate my Black males. Sure there were White guys I thought were cute but that was about it. And after high school, it was OVER especially considering few guys I were around were kinda lame (yeah I said it).

Cut to college where I'm pretty much removed from White people in general (that's for another post!). However, I saw that new Jamie Foxx movie Law Abiding Citizen, over the weekend and I spent the entire time drooling over Gerard Butler!

I felt like making a list of White guys that could get it....(in no particular order)

1. Gerard Butler (he's newest to the list)

2. Jude Law (I mean did you see him in The Holiday?)

4. Johnny Depp

5. Channing Tatum

I could probably come up with a couple more...but let me slow my roll!

Precious: My Commentary

I was one of those unfortunate people that didn't get to see Precious this weekend because everybody and they momma did. Even though I'm in the midst of a stressful week, I took the time this evening to go see it. And now I'm gonna took a little more time out to give my commentary on the movie.
First, I better see some Oscar, Golden Globe, and all that ish nominees come out for this movie. Everyone, and literally everyone was good. Mariah suprised me (she looked a lil rough without the makeup) and I didn't realize how sexy Lenny Kravitz was until I saw him stripped down to a regular looking man in this movie. Mo'Nique...DAMN! I mean I freaking hated her! I'm still trying to remind myself it wasn't real because she was that good. Gabourey Sidibe was spectacular...she made Precious come alive and seem so real.

The movie addresses an issue that is a serious problem for all but particularly in the Black community. Men raping and molesting young children and women allowing it to happen.

In the end when Mo'Nique's character confesses to the things she did she displays a hatred for Precious for "taking her man". It was disgusting and disturbing that a woman can look down on her own child and blame them when the man they are with is abusing their child.

It's not that uncommon actually. It happens all the time but nobody ever knows until it's too late if they ever find out at all. Kids are afraid to talk, mothers blame their children and choose a man over there own child because they are hungry for a love of their own.

I'm happy to see this issue being discussed more and brought to the forefront (I've seen it in two films now in 2 weeks) and I hope that people begin to wake up and stop this monster from continuing to ruin children.

A Surprise Hit

Finally took Kid Cudi out of the CD player to pop in Wale's debut (well debut to me) Attention Deficit.

I know I've been in DC for 5 years now, I should be familiar and comfortable with Wale, but I don't like Go-Go so I was a little turned off. However...

I LOVE IT! Wale is another breath of fresh air and he's actually talking about something good. I just hope the money and the fame don't ruin it further down the line. I'm kinda wishing I had paid attention to the guy before now, lol.

I couldn't find my current fave, "Let It Loose" feat. Pharrell, but here's another track I really like called "Diary".



P.S.: I got tickets to see Kid Cudi in Cincy this January!!!!!!! I had to share that with somebody, hehe.

Happy Birthday to Ya...

Sunny Day
Sweepin' the clouds away
On my way to where the air is sweet

Can you tell me how to get,
How to get to Sesame Street

Come and play
Everything's A-OK
Friendly neighbors there
That's where we meet

Can you tell me how to get
How to get to Sesame Street

It's a magic carpet ride
Every door will open wide
To Happy people like you--
Happy people like
What a beautiful

Sunny Day
Sweepin' the clouds away
On my way to where the air is sweet

Can you tell me how to get,
How to get to Sesame street...

How to get to Sesame Street  

I remember singing that theme song while chillin over my grandma's house enjoying my childhood (and waiting for Ghostwriter to come on). Happy birthday to the show that brings joy to the lives of so many!

Over-hyped

I'm by no means a Rihanna fan. I won't say she got what she deserved either. There's no excuse for a man hitting a woman regardless if some of them deserve it sometiimes. But this whole Rihanna-Chris Brown thing is being ridiculously overdone in my opinion and I was over 9 months ago (a.k.a. when it happened)

Rihanna is by no-means special, women are victims of domestic violence everyday. Because she a celebrity, however, the whole thing got blown up a lot more than it needed to be.

I thankfully caught the end of the interview Diane Sawyer did on 20/20 last night and I'd seen a few clips of her talking about the incident. From the little bit that I saw, I felt Rihanna didn't really want to break up with Chris Brown. I'm sure after the restraining order expires he'll be secretly smashing, and in my opinion she only did it because her publicist reminded her that she is a public figure, women look up to her and sticking with Brown would send the wrong message. Ooh and those corporate sponsors would have dropped her a$$ (and I'm sure that girl wants all the money she can get, I would).

This story represents that good ole news value of timeliness. She's got an album coming out (so does Brown) and after avoiding the press, jet setting everywhere, she knew she needed to gather a little more public sympathy and finally give it from her side. The workings of a publicist is stamped all over both of them. Chris Brown's bowtie and puppy dog eyes on Larry King Live, Rihanna's crisp look and statements about setting the right example for women and such on GMA, none of this seems real to me.

I try not to judge or jump to conclusions (am I contradicting myself? maybe) about what happened because I wasn't there and we'll never have the real full story unless we were.

In the end, however, I feel sorry for both her and Chris Brown. I'm a believer in love and they both admitted and made it clear that they really love each other. I'm sad that the circumstances forced them to lose that. 

In the end I wasn't feeling the interview at all and I'm really ready to move on from that topic...I think Chris and Rihanna have.

Softcore Porn

Just viewed the new Trey Songz video for "I Invented Sex" (thanks to MissAmazin for the heads up), one of my favorite songs o the latest album Ready.

And....

Well....

It's like softcore porn! One of the hottest videos I've seen in quite a while. I mean he is like having full on foreplay with the chick (although they seem to lack chemistry). I got a little warm just watching it! Trey Songz' sexy level just hit a new high with me!

Check it out....

Song of the Day: Lauryn Hill "Ex-Factor"

I love this song. It's one of those songs I can just relate and that touches me some kinda way. This was the song that really turne me into a Lauryn Hill fan too.

When me and The Boo were broken up and going through our ish, this song used to bring me to tears and it still kinda does. The lyrics just summed up everything and all that I was feeling during that rough year that we were broken up.The whole ex factor can really be a trip, the hurting, the confusion, the love and nobody captures it better than Ms. Hill. I want her to make a comeback!

Check out the video below. Have a great day!

All the talk in the world, Lost in the world, Till you finally let that thing go

Paranoia (n.): a thought process heavily influenced by excessive anxiety or fear, often to the point of irrationality and delusion.

Paranoia is a mofo. It can ruin things, it can turn you into a crazy person. When you suffer from it it overwhelms you, takes over, and consumes you.

I was never paranoid before. I always felt pretty good and secure about things/people in my life. But somewhere along the road of life, things happened and those things turned me into one of those paranoid people.

"You've got a f*cked up attitude, you're gonna be single forever." That's what this guy, I will refer to him as Herb-Man (because this most likely won't be the last time I refer to him in a post and that is also his Yahoo screen name), once told me. Mind you, Herb-Man had the nerve to say these things to me after it was revealed he had a girlfriend the entire time we were involved.

It seems like after I got duped by Herb-Man I was got duped a few more times even by those I never thought would do me that way. I became paranoid.

Paranoia can ruin things like relationships. Your heart tells you one thing but your paranoid mind tells you another and usually the paranoid mind wins.

My question is how do you get over paranoia? How do you let go of the things that made you paranoid in the first place? I really need to  know....

There's No Payback So There's No Lay Back...

In my opinion, for quite a few artist, the music industry is one that chews you up, savors the flavor and then spits you out. They gotta stay skinny and they only allow a few artists to pass through the esophogus and go through the digestive process (I'm doin the most right?)

I was watching MTV Cribs and the first dude up was T-Pain...SMH.

He's got a lovely crib, very pricey (several cars, elevator, classy stripper pole in the basement)...but he hasn't had a song out in a few months and if I've learned anything in this recession that pricey ish can really drain the bank. AND with Jay-Z calling for the Death of Autotune and everybody and they momma doing it...what's the man gonna do now?

The news has been filled with reports of "entertainers" and their current broke status. Does this mean the end of this ballin out of control, flashy trend? I sure hope so...

Check out this funny video from The Daily Show where Slim Thug discusses the impact of the recession on rap here.

It's Up To You, New York, New York!

I just peeped Jay-Z's new video for "Empire State of Mind" and while it wasn't quite what I was expecting it's still hot! I especially love Alicia Key's hair a big ol gold earrings. I've been wanting a pair like that for years now. This song always makes me wanna hop on the Chinese bus or the Megabus and go visit my sister...Check the video below!

My biggest project when I was like 5

I just finished a dumb, long take-home exam about the destruction of the Tasmanian Aborigines. 

I 100% hate dumb projects and take-homes.

I hate bringing school home. When you're a kid (well when I was a kid) I got out of school and if I wasn't hitting the streets on my bike with my friends, I had plenty of great things to play with instead of being chained to a computer.

I found myself thinking about some random things tonight, things from my childhood. I remember things like finishing that really complicated Lite-Brite design were the only projects I had on my plate. 

So reminiscing on Lite-Bright got me thinking about all my cool ass toys I had when I was a kid...

*Sigh* those were the good ole days!

Mr. Solo Dolo

I'm in the middle of a love affair with Kid Cudi.

I had to wait forever and a day to get his album but I haven't removed it from my CD player in about a week and half. There's something so real about him I mean the first line of his Myspace says he likes cheeseburgers and beer. He reminds me of Kanye West meets Bone Thugs meets like Jamiroquai (or somebody) but he's so original and different. Plus I love seeing a fellow Ohioan blow up.

I found out he'll be in the DC area this month for the MTV Ulalume Festival along with A.F.I. (I freakin love A.F.I. by the way...it's my dirty little secret), Asher Roth and some others. Unfortunately I'll be slaving away for my internship/I don't have a ticket for the festival. Hopefully he'll be going on tour with somebody and I will make sure I'm there!

Besides Hyyer, which is one of my favorite tracks, I've been playing Pursuit of Hapiness on repeat lately. Check it out live on David Letterman...

"I have plenty of black friends"

This morning my Yahoo front page greeted me with this.


An interracial couple being denied a marriage license because the justice of the peace does believe in "mixing races like that"?

I mean first of all this story is just appalling...the things this man says!

"I'm not a racist. I just don't believe in mixing the races that way," Bardwell told the Associated Press on Thursday. "I have piles and piles of black friends. They come to my home, I marry them, they use my bathroom. I treat them just like everyone else."

Are you f*cking kidding? He must be talking about the help.

And on top of that this is probably not the first mixed couple he has denied since he asks couples if they are mixed race first!

I know people looked at the Age of Obama as the key to bringing this kind of thing to an end, but I'm hearing about it more since Obama. Do White people feel more comfortable now or something?

Just a little crush

Remember when people used to have crushes? Some people still do.

Unfortunately, I don't....and I kinda miss it.

I remember by first crush(es). I had 2 in the first grade (I was lil fast then I guess). The one was a little White kid named Robert. I actually crushed him from 1st through 8th grade...he was the cutest kid in class (we only had 1 Black guy and he was obviously gay). I remember one day in 1st grade he told me I looked like a movie star with my hair in a bun and I was in love. That boy had game!

My other crush was another Robert, a Black boy. He was older, I believe he was in like 5th grade when I was in 1st. He was the older brother of one of my friends and he also rode the same bus as me. I remember one day on the bus we had this evil sub driver. Keep in mind I was like 6 and the man asked me where my bus stop was. Umm...I had no freaking idea! I remember him screaming at me at the top of his lungs and my crush set him straight for me. I used to get nervous just looking at him.

I actually had A LOT of crushes in elementary school...boys from school, neighbors, celeb crushes (Justin Timberlake and Marques Houston from Immature were my future hubbies). When I looked back on it I'm amazed!

After elementary school, I stopped having crushes. I know a large part of that had to do with the fact that guys were not apart of my everyday life at school (I went to an all-girls high school) but I never even ended up crushing on the boys at mixers and football games. I started dating in high school and met my current boyfriend then so I guess I had no need for crushes.

College came and while I was surrounded by beautiful Black men, I never developed an actual crush on any of them. You know like when they come around your heart beats a little faster, palms get sweaty, mouth goes dry crush. Never fantasized what it would be like to be with any of them or anything.

Ok actually I'm pretty thankful those days are over....

No no no no no no no!

Woke up this morning to some very interesting news from SoulBounce. The loves of my life that are N.E.R.D. are adding a girl to the mix. A Canadian girl named Rhea who, knowing Pharrell, probably can sing but doesn't look like she fits at all!.

How could I not mention a certain group of sell-outs that began with 3 men making rap (not pop) music with a message and had a huge following in the underground scene. They added a chicked named Stacy Ferguson and started making pop/dance music. Don't get me wrong, I respect the Black Eyed Peas and I will take the addition of Fergie as them doing what they had to do to get where they wanted to get.

But come on Pharrell! Ya'll were doing alright! And according to the Soulbounce article he admits this Rhea girl takes there music somewhere else.

I'm not going to dismiss them until I've heard something new...but I'm not happy about this.

Here's a little something for the morning :-)

Where did people think she came from?

I just saw this story from ABC.com and other places about Michelle Obama's linage being traced all the way back to slavery. What the video or read the story here

This is the story of so many Black Americans and yes this is a big deal. A direct descendant of slaves, the people that Whites stole from their homes and sold like a dime back of weed, is now living in the White House as The First Lady.

I think it's wonderful that somebody took the time to trace it back for her and I wish that all Black Americans had the opportunity to learn about their history. I'm one of the fortunate few whose family made sure our roots were known. My grandmother's grandfather (so that's like my great-great grandfather) was brought to American aboard a slave ship as a young boy and basically lived the majority of his life as a slave.

It always amazes me how I'm witnessing history as it's happening. But I do have to ask....where did folks think she came from in the first place?

Usher's new single 'Papers'

I finally got to hear this new Usher song everyone is talking about called "Papers". While I was NEVER a fan of him and Tameka and I have been wondering what the two of them were like/what really happened/how the whole thing worked in the first place, I'm not sure if this was the best idea or road for him and I kinda feel a lil bit sorta sorry Tameka's gotta deal with this in song.

This song will probably go on to be a big hit like Confessions, where everybody got a general idea of what happened between him and Chili (I wish they would get back together!). Check it out....

PS - This really had me thinking about breakups and dealing with all the physical things that come from a relationship (i.e. photos, pets, joint bank accounts lol). For me photos have always been a touchy area. I can almost always remember moments when pictures are taken and having to see them after you've broken up with someone is hard.

When I Googled them TONS of pics came from "happier" times and I was like 'damn that sucks'. They'll never be able to get away from those...

So what are you going to do?

I've been posting a lot about my life lately. That's not what this blog is supposed to be all about but I've just had a lot to talk about regarding my life.

Now that I've established I will graduating this December (if I pass this crazy Patterns in Math class), I hear the question of what I'm going to do with myself after almost everyday. My only response has been a shrug of my shoulders and then for at least the next 2 hours I'm tossing the same question around in my head, weighing my options, and really trying to figure it out.

I've been looking forward to moving back home after crying about how much I miss Cincy for the last 5.5 years. However, when I really think about it, I'm not sure I could stand being there for more than a few weeks.

I'm tossing around the idea of moving to NYC with my sister. When I was younger New York was going to be home just as soon as I could get away. That dream faded slightly but the idea is tapping on my shoulder, asking for another chance. I don't know if I could shack up with my sis (she would make me crazy! Skinny but crazy!) but it could also be just what I need.

As a substitute for going home I've also been considering Chicago. I love the Midwest. I miss the Midwest. If I can't be in Cincy, Chicago sounds like the next best place. It's Midwestern, something tells me it wouldn't be too hard to find a job there, I would be much closer to home than I am now, I have family there, I really like Chicago (even though I've only actually been there twice and never really to see the city)...the list goes on.

Sometimes my mind gets really adventurous and I consider just moving somewhere far like Los Angeles or Houston (I looove Houston). I think about just applying for jobs anywhere and taking the best one I get offered, regardless of the location. There are factors like my family, maybe The Boo a little (although we're on the rocks and I don't know if I can give up my dreams for some man that's not giving up anything for me), and the money factor that shut that down for me.

Finally there's just staying here in DC. So many Howard folks do it. The job market for PR and event planning is good, there are lot of opportunities, it's close to everything (NYC, Philly, etc.). I have such a love-hate relationship (currently HATE) with the DMV but I really just don't see this as the place for me.






I look at all my friends who have graduated and are trying and working hard to make it and start their lives. I don't even know where to begin. After high school my plan was already set without questions or doubt but now I just don't know where I am going! These next couple of months should very interesting....

The thing in DC I HATE!

It's been on my mind to post about this for a while but the other night sent me over the edge. I was dealing with two European men who were trying to convice me that two cars could fit in a space for one. I mean I thought driving in New York was bad but my few driving experiences there don't even compare to my DC experience


I was headed to Macy's at Metro Center (downtown DC) for a fashion show event that was apart of the Congression Black Caucus Conference weekend. Traffic was HORRIBLE (as usual in DC)! Of course I'm going to stay people in the DMV (DC, MD, VA) area can't drive. Here are a few instances of the ignorance I encounter:

• People using the highway onramp as a lane. I've never seen this until I got here. I have seen people swerve over onto the onramp just to pass a few cars. Is that even legal?
• People who don't know where they're going so they drive extra slow or just stop in the middle of the street with 10 cars behind them. Why don't you pull over and get yourself together? I know DC streets can be semi-confusing and GPS systems have a hard time keeping up but there ARE others behind you that know where they are going so why don't you move over? I almost hit somebody this morning who couldn't figure out if they wanted to turn or not.
• New York Avenue. One of the busiest streets in the city and the street where people like to get foolish with their driving. Swerving in and out of lanes, driving 10 miles below the speed limit, and those annoying red light and speeding camera.
• Parking enforcement. I like them as much as I like cabs and taxis (see below). These people seem to get pleasure from giving tickets. I've heard stories of "officers" smiling, telling themselves they're gonna get people. They act like they get some kind of commission off the tickets the write and they give you a ticket for almost anything...they are just plain thirsty!
• Speaking of...DC parking meters. They never work! I hate when I lose a quarter to a broken meter. I also do not like those pay to park machines. They never can take your credit card and they don't take cash so it really defeats the purpose!
• DC cops driving with those lights on. I don't get it...
• People driving with their brights on. So many people do this, especially people in trucks. Maybe they do it so they can blind folks in smaller cars and rule the road or something. It's so rude!
• CABS AND TAXIS!!!!! Can't freakin stand them! They do all of the above. Make random u-turns in the middle of traffic, and drive extremely slow or wreckless. What's even worse is they are racist and ridiculous. They won't take anywhere they don't wanna go. They hold up traffic trying to ask potential fares where they are going before they let them in. There were nights I would get into Chinatown from NYC and I would need a cab ride to my dorm. I would have to beg and barter with the drivers to take me to Howard.

Anybody that's been in the car with me will say it's just road rage. But this stuff bothers me. Can't wait to get back to Ohio where people drive semi-normally, hehe....

Oh That's Not Jennifer!

I'm just not understanding. This also happened while I was heading to the Macy's event for the CBC Convention. Now I know that during the CBC Convention weekend, there are a lot of people out, the chances of seeing some fine-ass good-looking men just hitting the streets headed to a party or event are high, and there are all kinds of black people from all over the country in town.

Because of the traffic situation, I was forced to park like 5 blocks away from the event and trek up to the department store. As I'm briskly walking, flip-flops on and heels in hand I hear a woman coming towards me but I'm not really thinking much of it. It's not until she's right in my face yelling "Jennifer! Jennifer!" that I even notice her.

I look at her and she goes (with slight disappointment) "Oh you're not Jennifer....how you doing, baby?"

I politely smile, say hi, and chalk it up to too many drinks or they're just crazy. But a few steps later I realized just who this Jennifer is....

Two years ago for my birthday we went to dinner at Union Station. I was looking cute, hair curly (yes kind of like how she wore hers when she had the long weave) cute outfit, and everything. We were walking through this huge train station to the resturaunt when a man pushing a mail cart stops suddenly, grabs my wrist and says, "Oh my God Jennifer Hudson! Can I have your autograph?"

I laughed it off but the man was dead-*ss serious! And he looked so hurt that it wasn't me!

Am I missing something?

(Me)

                                                        (J. Hud)

These are just a couple of instances, I have plenty more stories of mistaken identity. Personally I don't see it. People tell me I should be flattered because she's pretty and I think she is. But I don't think I look like her! And I will admit it kind of stings when I see the disappointed look on people's faces when they realize it's not her....maybe it's time to go back to short hair.

Song of the Day: Boys II Men "Water Runs Dry"

I'm sitting at work doing a mmailing like a good little intern. I'm listening to Pandora (although I would love to be listening to Kid Cudi if only I could get my hands on a copy) and thinking about The Boo who I haven't talked to in about a week which is when he left! This should be an indication of my current mood as well. So I'm enjoying Pandora and a Boys II Men song I loved back in like 1997 came on.

Now in '97 I loved the song for their smooth voices. But the volume level and my mature age had me listening to the words. This B2M classic is saying some real stuff and it really had me thinking. I've got so much on my mind between issues with The Boo (and our serious lack of communications) and school (there will be a vent post very soon about this I'm sure!). Check it out...



Side note: I can't wait to get out of the office and hit happy hour with my girl!

Mmmmm.....Fall!

Even though it's practically baking and rainy here in Washington I have been hit with excitement for Fall!

I'm beyond ready to break out my jackets, sweaters, Uggs, sip on something warm, curl up under the covers, and experience Fall in DC. For me that's Congressional Black Caucus Convention (although I won't be working this year), Howard Homecoming (which I will be missing this year as well!), Halloween in Adam's Morgan, hitting up new movies and free events, a weekend or 2 in NYC...and so much more!

More things I'm looking forward to:

Real caramel apples and shower gel that smells like it so much so that you almost want to taste it.

Cute fall boots like these HighKoo boots by Ugg (can you believe it). This amber brown color is hot!

Long, comfy sweaters.

Chai Lattes and really good coffee...

Rain please go away and weather please cool off! I'm ready for Fall!

A Dedication...

I recieved a frantic 1:30 a.m. call Friday from my sister. I was knocked out but I of course answered because she didn't usually call me so late.

She informed me that she had been in a movie that night and when she got out her phone was bombarded with calls, voicemails, and texts. She told me that our cousin had died in Brooklyn that night.

Ajile Turner was only 38. It was until today that I got the full story of what happened that night in Brooklyn but I was told that he had been in a motorcycle accident.

I was shocked. We got off the phone abruptly because she was going to call a cab to take her from Harlem over to his apartment because she could not reach anyone.

I certainly couldn't go back to sleep. My mind went back to the last time I was in Brooklyn which was this summer. He was around in I believe Prospect Park (there are two big parks over there, one had a big concert going on and the other was just a major hangout spot) and we were over at Habana enjoying burritos and corn. There were guys on bikes everywhere but unfortunately I didn't get to see him.

The last time I saw Ajile was at Habana Cafe (my first time there) just after he purchased the bike that would eventually kill him. It was a big secret, he warned me not to tell my mother because he wasn't ready for his to know. It was the first time I'd seen him since maybe high school. I hardly remember him going back to Cincinnati for anything and he was constantly travelling to Hawaii to surf (something he loved) or somewhere in the winter to snowboard (his new love).

That last time I saw him I saw him smiling, surrounded by so many people who were also touched by him. It seemed as though everybody there knew him. I remember Malik Yoba was there and when I stepped outside the gate my cousin was there chatting with him and he wasted no time introducing me, his little cousin, to Malik and everybody else standing around. Mos Def came through as well and made sure he gave a nod to Ajlie as well. I looked at him that day and I thought he was just so cool. Yeah he was the cousin of rapper Common, but all that seemed trivial to me. Rashid is like a cousin to me as well, not some big shot rapper. Ajile knew real celebs, lol.

Even though I didn't see Ajile much, I don't remember a time in my life that I didn't know him. I should add that we are not cousins by blood or marriage but simply by the fact that our mothers were once great friends, his mother was almost a mother to me. For my sister, he was a best friend. A relative in New York whom she could always call on and who she would always be there for.

This post is for Ajile who I believe was taken too soon. My thoughts and prayers are with the rest of his family and all of his friends who are mourning the loss of an amazing person.

He Almost Let the Black Slip Out

I wasn't planning on writing about the whole Joe Wilson "You Lie!" thing but I can't avoid it. Just look at Mr. O around the 1:24 mark...



The minute Wilson made that disrespectful statement you could see it flash right through him. He almost let the black slip out. Pelosi's reaction was pretty funny too.


I have to add first that NOBODY yelled out at Bush when he sat there and lied to EVERYONE about there being weapons of mass destruction in Iraq. During Clinton's hearings for the Lewinsky thing, nobody screamed at him, calling him a liar. What Joe Wilson did was disrespectful, wrong, racist, and stupid and I truly hope he will have to pay for what he did. I'm putting a call into my aunt who actually works for Pelosi on The Hill and I'm gonna tell her to tell Nancy to handle that fool....


So in the days after the incident I've read all sorts of things, heard all kinds of discussions, and thought a lot about it. I said it before in my post about President O's educational address: these folks have absolutely NO respect for Obama and I think Jimmy Carter summed it up best:

"I think an overwhelming portion of the intensely demonstrated animosity toward President Barack Obama is based on the fact that he is a black man."

Of course today everyone is jumping on Carter, even The White House, in saying it's untrue that these things are coming from racism. Kudos to Carter for standing up there and spitting the truth, especially considering that he is a southerner and some are saying this disrespect and treatment towards Obama is stemming from racist southerners (like Joe Wilson who comes from the state that left The Union first to protect slavery!). But whether people are ready or not, racial issues in America are coming to a head and it's becoming clear nobody wants to deal with it.

Neither does Obama it seems, especially not after the situation with Henry Louis Gates. But I have to wonder what he's really thinking, especially after watching that flash of "blackness" go through him when Wilson made the outburst.

Even more, I wonder what he says to Michelle and what she says to him at night, when it's just the two of them and no kids, advisors, or anybody else around. I would think Michelle keeps it's 100 with her man. Here's what I imagine....

Barry: Man these fools are getting me down.

Michelle: C'mon on boo, they're just mad cause they can't handle seeing a black man doin the thing! I can't believe the nerve of that redneck Joe Wilson.

Barry: I almost cussed him out, baby! For one sec I almost jumped off that podium and broke that fool.

Okay it's probably nothing like that but I can imagine, right?

Donda Aint Raise No Fool...Even though it seemed like it on the VMAs

I missed Kanye on Jay Leno's show premire last night but I've been hearing about this all day.

Leno asked the question that I think a lot of people asked and wondered....how would Kanye's mom feel about what he did?

As a Kanye fan I know that the man has passion; he has strong feelings and he doesn't hesitate to go on his emotions which is all part of why he is so good at what he does. But he knows his momma wouldn't approve of what he did to Taylor Swift. Just seeing him tear up and hearing his last line about trying to figure out how to "get through the rest of this life" it's very clear the influence his mother had on him and may be he is just lost without her.

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Can't We All Just Get Along?

DISCLAIMER: My boyfriend is NOT a douche like Spencer and I'm nothing like Heidi but I just might understand how Heidi felt on The Hills....

When I first started "dating" in high school I remember hearing people say that your friend's and family's thoughts/impressions/opinions told you whether or not you really should be dating that person (or something along those lines). Basically, if your peoples don't approve, they probably see something you don't, and you should probably kick them to the curb.

I will be honest I have only had 2 boyfriends in my entire life. In high school I tended to just "talk" to a lot of guys but never anything serious outisde of my relationship with The Boo. I met my first boyfriend through a friend and I think that situation spoiled me. We were all close, we all hung out together, my boyfriend was friends with my friends and vice-versa. Yes, when we broke up I was kinda kicked out the clique for a while but when things got better we were all friends again and that's when I got together with my current.

Looking back on it now, I realized that almost nobody in my life really approved of my relationship with him and I let that affect our relationship. I broke up with him, treated him bad, etc. because I thought I needed to keep on searching for something better, something that my friends and family approved of.

When I got older I decided to trash that whole concept of my folks approving of the person I was dating because I found that I never met anyone or dealt with anyone that they actually approved of. I also stopped searching for the approval of others in my life but I have to say it's very hard to be in a relationship with a person that nobody wants to see you with.

I find myself doubting it, wondering if I am making the wrong choice, wondering how things will play out in the end because we are throwing around the capital M-word. I compartmentalize my life, never mixing The Boo with anything or anybody else. I'm incapable of talking to my friends about the relationship and now, I'm incapable of talking to him about my friends because they all seem to dislike each other for many different reasons.

I'm not looking for everyone to be best friends, I'm just looking for a comfortable situation with mutual respect. People on both sides claim to love me yet they can't respect my choice in friends or boyfriend.

I must add that there are 1, possibly 2 people in my life that are the exception to this.

So now I'm back to debating the same question I dealt with when I was 17. If your peoples don't approve does that mean it's really no good?

I hope Debbie was taking notes

Just finished watching the VMAs and I hope BET and its whack CEO were taking notes on how an awards show is supposed to be and how to properly give a tribute to the greatest entertainer that ever lived.

This years VMAs started off with a wonderful speech from Madonna on her personal relationship with the King of Pop which I thought was very touching and also reminded us in a not too harsh way what the media scrutiny did to him. I thought it was fitting that an icon like Madonna introduced the tribute for a fellow icon.

The dance tribute was HOT! It wasn't all depressing like BETs tribute. JANET FREAKIN KILLED IT! It takes a strong woman to get up and perform like she did after only burying her brother like a week before. She looked great, her dancing was great, and MTV did an excellent job paying tribute.

Sadly, thanks to Kanye, people will be talking about his rude interruption of Taylor Swift's acceptance. While I don't think she should have won, Kanye had NO right jumping up there like that. It wasn't even HIS video that lost! And the poor lil girl looked so sad/lost when he gave the mic back. The moment sure did have my Facebook page jumping with status updates which is always fun. 

Gotta give Bey props for letting Taylor Swift get her shine on though. I read a status that said she's got an amazing PR team and I totally have to agree; they steered her in the right direction

Other than those moments, I thought the performances were so so. Beyonce did her thing and I LOVED Jay-Z's performance with Alicia Keys...but umm who asked Lil' Mama to get on stage? Ugh I can't stand him her.  

And I can't leave out Lady Gaga. I'm sure most folks asked themselves what she was wearing/doing everytime they showed her. But her performance was good, deep, and the girl can sing so I can't hate. But that bird's nest. thorny thingy she was rocking at the end of the night really threw me. 

I LOVE IT!

I only got it about a half an hour ago but I LOVE Jay-Z's new album The Blueprint 3. 

I love it like I loved The Blueprint which I will admit was the first Jay-Z album I ever bought and the album that turned me into a real Jay-Z fan. From the first track I was feeling it. Now that I have listened to it all the way through and it's a winner!

So far this is one of my faves, "Already Home" which features Kid Cudi...

My memory of that fateful day

On September 11, 2001 I was sitting in the library of St. Ursula Academy, my second bell was coming to an end (we were on block schedules what you know bout that?). Our principle Frances Romweber came over the PA. Now you could almost always tell what kind of message we were about to get by the tone of her voice and the greet she began with.

"Ursula women listen up," she said.

She told us a plane had struck the first tower of the World Trade Center in NYC. It was about then I noted the librarian had her television on a few people were standing around it. I looked at the faces of my classmates, jaws were dropped, even my teacher was stopped. Everyone frantically went to CNN.com or their preferred news site and the image of the tower in flames popped on every screen.


I remember we only had about a 5 minute window between the announcement and the bell ringing so I had to tear myself away for 3rd bell. My teacher started class with a few tears and a prayer (I went to Catholic school so this was okay). By lunch, students were piled in the foryer of the school watching news converage and a few saw the second plane crash into the South tower . Some were crying, some were praying, the air was just thick with emotions.

And then I was hit with the realization that my sister lives in NYC. The tears came I just broke down. People that know me know I'm like obsessed with my sis I talk about her all the time. My Spanish teacher Mr. Fletcher walked over and said two words "your sister..."

That's all I really remember because I was a wreck the entire rest of the day worrying about her. Mind you she hardly ever goes down there except to hit up Century 21 an amazing discount store.

When I got home that night I discovered my sis was up for a temp job in the WTC that very day....she overslept and never made it. I praised and thanked God for his goodness and mercy that she never got up. But writing this blog made me think about all those who got up on time, went to work, and never made it home. I'm saying an extra prayer for them and their families tonight.

Song of the Day: Black Eyed Peas "Alive"

I've never really been into the Black Eyed Peas. Sure some of their songs are catchy and of course they usually can make you dance. But I've never listened to anything past what they play in the club/on the radio.

My friend conviced me to download their CD and I actually took the time to listen to it (well I popped it in on an 8-hour drive home and the dance/techno-like beats kept me awake). One song I really liked was "Alive". It's catchy and although it's a bit of a break-up song, it's also a get-back-together song plus it's fun!

Shut up already!

Now that the Obama speech is over and he has once again b*tch-slapped these fools that were crying out against him, people are going to pretend that racism and other issues didn't just pop up AGAIN here in America.

I totally agree with today's post on SMB. I don't know about anybody else but I remember having to edure watching Bush and his evil spawn son GW speak to me in elementary and high school. I also remember in social studies class or whatever class that was where we had to write letters to Clinton. Point is, the President is to be respected regardless because he's the President (duh!).

How could parents decide they don't want him to speak to their children? How could mostly ignorant fools conservatives think he would attempt to impose liberal and partisan ideas on the nation's kids? He was speaking to them all and honestly when I was 5, 12, even 15 I barely gave a damn about any of that, as long as taxes were low, I had healthcare, etc.

I think it's waaay past time for people to accept that Barack Obama is their President, YES he is a BLACK man, he said he was gonna do things and shake things up, and unfortunately for them more people wanted those shake ups and changes than you. So get over it already!

Check out the speech below:

Take Me Home

Every so often in the middle of BET's The Game marathon a Tide commercial comes on that I love. It's a father and his son who has just gotten out of a bath. The father as wrapped his son in a crisp white towel and you can see they are having a nice father/son moment together...peep the commercial:

Not only do I love it because it shows a positive, black father/son relationship, but I actually listened to the words of the woman singing "take me home...".

I couldn't help but think of my own personal "crisp white towel" that bring me warmth and comfort. And, crazy as it may sound, that place is Cincinnati....The Nasty Nati, Porkopolis, etc.

Cincinnati is my home, my safety blanket, my safe haven if you will. Just the thought of home evokes a sense of comfort. No matter how broke, sick, or hurt I am, the minute I see Kings Island on I-71 when I'm driving in I feel 10 times better. It's where my family is and most of my friends and that is where my real comfort zone is. These are a few of my favorite things:

• A Skyline Chili 3-way, 
• Walking around Eden Park or sitting on the benches looking over at Kentucky with The Boo or friends
  
• Riding bikes with my father
  
• A hefty scoop of Graeter's mocha chip ice cream or UDF Cookies and Cream
  
• Shopping at Kroger's at 2 a.m. or whenever the spirit moves me
  
• sitting on my Grandma Geneva's porch on Blair Ave. in the summers
• cruising in my old Ford Escort with my girls around Avondale
• Hitting the Avondale drive-thru just for a pop
• Hearing people refer to Coke, Sprite, etc. as pop
• Family dinners at my Grandma Katie's house and always wondering who would stroll in next
• The Taste of Cincinnati
• The Black Family Reunions (the way they used to be when folks were fighting every 5 secs)
  
• Bengals games (though I haven't been to one since before high school)

I could go on forever. But here are some pics instead...