This is what my life looks like right now…
I’m working 16 hour days. And not just working but thinking, creating, debating, pushing, fighting, teaching, mentoring, helping, consoling, leading, learning, discovering…
The economy is taking a toll on my company and everybody feels it. EVERYbody.
I will remain and positive because I know things will balance out soon enough. Hell, you don’t know balance until you experience life without it…
I have a new computer! Ok, the excitement of it all has left the building because transferring my data which includes a massive amounts of email has been a PAIN IN THE ASS.
I ran across this email I wrote to my girlfriend last year. She was a tough one to deal with. Her toughness was a direct result of her mother’s parenting or lack thereof. I will say that her mother is the number one reason why we broke up. I’ll post about that another time. IT was a very interesting experience I must say. But I loved her through the rough times but at the end of the day it was all too much. She wanted to love but she did not know how and I was not healthy or mature enough to teach her at that time. So I made sense of it with this…the black girl truth…
Michael is a bloodly genius man!
More…Here’s Part II & III…
Part II ends with Dirty Diana! Yo! I forgot about that song.
I have spent the past two days by myself and it’s been really refreshing to revel in my own weirdness. Beware this post will be random…
So the question of the week has been, “What do you want to do for your birthday?” This is quickly followed by what do you want for your birthday?
Tough one.
Seriously, I have no REAL desire for anyTHING. I cannot really think of anything that I really really want. My mom says that’s what blessed looks like. I agree.
Besides what I want no one could really afford. To be completely honest what I really really want is not for sell (another post for another time).
Lately I have found myself trying to think of stuff I’d think it’d be cool to have so I can answer the question.
So I just told my ace that I wanted MOONWALKER on DVD. She never even heard of it. Can you believe that?
OMG, this was my most favorite thing EVER!!!!! I used to watch this everyday after school like the dork that I am.
So I’m getting Moonwalker! And my other friend says she’s getting me a Burger King crown and driving me around all day like the Quing I am!
Check out a clip under the cut…
Part II for you slackers!
I was turning 25. For some reason this birthday was a huge milestone of sorts for me. I was really excited and more than anything I wanted to be back home in Texas. So she purchased a ticket for me and her to arrive a couple of days before my birthday. I was a bit concerned about taking her home to meet my mother considering my then current uncertain feelings of her and of us as a couple in general. I did care for her. I wasn’t sure that I loved her and I was not sure that she was going to be my future.
So the minute we stepped off the plane I was eager to grab a rental so we could cruise around my favorite spots in the city. I already mapped out in my head where I would take her. My favorite Mexican restaurant, my other favorte shopping area and most importantly my neighborhood where I grew up. My mom was having her house painted so we chose to stay at a hotel in uptown which is right near everything.
The first day was pretty chill. She ended up meeting my entire family by accident.
Hip-hop was born. It grew. Hit a period of adolesence. Made some changes. Some mistakes. Suffered some setbacks. Experienced sickness and parts of it died.
Hip-hop was an expression of the struggle. Greed and materialism overshadowed its gift.
And now it has been reborn.
Buy the album.
Lyrics to my favorite joint on the album under the cut…
I heart Sally Field. She is one of the best actors out there. I have loved her since Gidget. No lie.
Steel Magnoliasis the one of those movies that I watch over and over and over again. I’m no cry baby, but I feel my eyes stinging every time I watch the funeral scene. The bond between a mother and a child is irreplaceable. I know from personal experience. I have heard that the lost of a child is indescribable and Sally Field nails that emotion in this movie. I wish I could find the part right before this part when she explodes when someone asks her if she’s “fine.” The monologue is just so well written.
Here is the gut-wrenching scene:
