Mitzi Moments

Author: Mitzi

it ain’t right, but I surely understand…

By on March 18, 2011 in made for the maury show, pocket full of dirty tissue

YIKES!


This video of a grown ass white woman getting beat up on the subway by two teenagers is NUTS. This is EXACTLY the reason that as soon as the weather warms up, my little behind chooses to walk as much as possible.

Cause not for nothing, NYC Public Transportation Survival Rule #1: MIND YA BUSINESS.

READ: if it ain’t a rape, robbery, gang assault or a freaking bomb, keep it moving.

Honestly, I don’t know what kind of Rocky Balboa juice the so-called ADULT in this situation was sipping but there was no reason for her to comment on what that CHILD is eating. I don’t care is if it smelled like dog crap. As long as she wasn’t spilling the food, it is what it is.

AND she called the teenager an animal??

BLANK STARE

I hate to say it but, there ain’t enough koom-ba-ya/ turn the other cheek/ goodwill in the WORLD for that last comment right there. Ever.

*shrugs & walks away*

the times they are a changing…

By on March 17, 2011 in Mitzi- all day every day, pocket full of dirty tissue, supermarket dreams on a bodega budget

Oh shoot, according to my Mac dashboard, today’s temperatures are going to reach 62 degrees! WOO HOO! THANK YOU ST. PATRICK!


*back flips off the couch into a full split*

On a not so joyous note, just got the dreaded email notice from The New York Times. Apparently, they’ve finally decided to implement digital subscriptions for access to the website. *sad little nephew face* According to the notice, as of March 28th:

On NYTimes.com, you’ll be able to view 20 articles each month for free (including slide shows, videos and other features). After 20 articles, they’ll ask you to become a digital subscriber, with full access to the site.

On the smartphone and tablet apps, the Top News section will remain free of charge. For access to all other sections within, they’ll ask you to become a digital subscriber.

On the marginally brighter side, readers who come to Times articles through links from search, blogs and social media like Facebook and Twitter will be able to read those articles, even if they have reached their monthly reading limit. Although for some search engines, users will have a daily limit of free links to Times articles.

Le sigh.

We all knew it was coming but damn, damn, DAMN.

*shakes fist at the sky & starts searching for gold coins in between the couch cushions*

all dogs go to heaven…

By on March 16, 2011 in Uncategorized



It’s few & far in between that a man can successfully croon a sexually explicit, profanity-laced threat so smoothly that you forget to be offended and simply sing along.

Sigh.

The 213 & hip-hop lost another great one today. RIP Nate Dogg

*pours out a little gin & juice*

don’t just look, do something…

By on March 15, 2011 in end of days, it takes a village, it's not a game out there, Mitzi- all day every day

Gotta tell you, the headlines today really blew me: 6.1 aftershocks in Japan as the nuclear radiation wafts through the air, a Queens teen beat to death in a gay bias attack, the 3 year-old suffering through alcohol withdrawal in Britain, the giant panda that bit it’s San Diego zookeeper and yet another bus accident.

Oh and let us not forget the on-going drama in Cleavland, TX where the 11 year-old girl was viciously gang-raped by EIGHTEEN boys & men in a deserted FEMA trailer.

*shudders uncontrollably*

I mean, it’s all good fine to be on our individual grinds but at a certain point, you gotta stop and look around. And then, take responsibility for what’s happening. I hope that everyone reading this post is involved in some sort of positive, community service that will change another person’s life for the better. Cause it’s a small world. And every day the crazy gets a little closer to our homes.

*gets off of soapbox & volunteers more time w/ Hip Hop 4 Life*

the gospel according to Lifetime…

By on March 14, 2011 in it's not a game out there, made for the maury show, pocket full of dirty tissue

Uuugh. Just read a story in the NY Daily News about a 23 year-old Queens woman who was shot and killed by muggers after she allegedly refused to give up her purse. Can you imagine? But wait on it… why was her husband standing right next to her when all the drama went down??


BLANK STARE

Yo. Not to be insensitive to the tragic nature of this situation but how in the world is your husband gonna stand there and let you get into a back & forth bunch of thugs with guns?

Uh-uh, there’s no way.

Even IF homegirl didn’t have the commonsense God gave a billy goat and was really acting belligerent over a damn purse, as a loving spouse it was HIS responsibility to step in & snatch that handbag right outta her hands. And after the muggers left, then the two could’ve beefed about it later…. as opposed to him now burying her six feet under.

I’m jussayin.

*cough* $50 says homeboy collects a major life insurance policy & runs off with the sidechick in t-minus two seconds.*cough*

spread the good news & support…

By on March 11, 2011 in Mitzi- all day every day, using our powers for good

Okay, so I’m definitely going to the movies this weekend to support my super talented collegue, Ava DuVernay’s feature debut, “I Will Follow.” Based on her relationship with her late aunt, the film has been receiving stellar reviews from critics, including my old school fave Roger Ebert.

WOO HOO!

Oh and did I mention that not ONLY did Ava write & direct, she also FUNDED the film herself?!?!

*standing for slow clap*

Oh and while we’re talking about movies I’m extra hype about, I cannot WAIT to see THIS:

“Like Water for Elephants” is my BOOK! And despite weird looking Robert Pattinson, I still think it’s going to be an AH-Mazing film.


*grabs the popcorn & starts to drool*

think God was tired of Charlie Sheen too…

By on March 11, 2011 in end of days, moment of silence

When I woke up and saw the weather, I started complain that it was still raining. But then I turned on the news (okay, really I logged into Twitter) and saw the tweets about the 8.9 magnitude earthquake and subsequent tsunami off the coast of Japan. And immediately, I what? Shut the hell up. And I started to pray.


HARD.

Multiple TOWNS- not a couple of houses or cars- TOWNS full of men, women and children were completely washed away in a matter of minutes.

*makes the sign of the cross*

Honestly, this is a helluva wake up call for the entire world.

My heart sincerely goes out to the families & friends of anyone affected by the tragedy.

about to hit a strip mall…

By on March 10, 2011 in Mitzi- all day every day, pocket full of dirty tissue

Oh Jesus, may the fashion gods forgive me, for I have SINNED. Here is my confession:


Since the snow finally melted, I’ve been trying to spend more time walking in the fresh air. You know, as opposed to being cramped up in a sweaty subway car full of thousands of people with different (and often questionable) hygiene habits.

BLANK STARE

So yesterday I decided to go cop a new pair of walking sneakers. And at some point, during the 20 minutes I was in the store I noticed that the majority of the sales girls were wearing Sketchers Shape-Ups. Which strikes me as odd because of all the options at their disposal- Asics, Nike, Reebok, New Balance; these women ALL voluntarily picked ugly ass SKETCHERS? WTH?
So I pulled this cute little black girl who clearly didn’t require any shaping to the side and asked her what was really hood with everyone wearing the official Guido housewife sneakers. And she told me, it had nothing to do with a promotion or even toning up. According to her, they are simply the most comfortable sneakers she’s worn in LIFE.

I’m sure you can already see where this is going…

Next thing I know, my highly impressionable ass is trying them on. And I gotta tell you, that girl ain’t NEVA lied. Like my grey suede Uggs- FUGLY beyond words but feel like MAGIC on my feet. SMDH.

Needless to say, I am now the mortified owner of a new pair of Sketchers Shape-Ups.

*hangs head in shame & disbelief*

I hate myself right now.

Amen.

and if you don’t know, now you know…

By on March 9, 2011 in moment of silence

Can’t believe it’s been FOURTEEN years since Biggie died.

I was at my girl Jakissa’s wedding reception last night and the DJ started playing a 5-song Notorious set. Believe me when I tell you, as soon as the first beat hit the energy of entire party shot up 10 points like it was back in 1994. You know those days when dancing for hours in 5-in heels didn’t actually hurt your feet until the next morning/ afternoon when you finally woke up.

But that’s what good music does.

R.I.P. Christopher Wallace.

happy ash wednesday…

By on March 9, 2011 in desperate cry for help, it takes a village, it's not a game out there, pocket full of dirty tissue, tagging out, why we as a people can't get ahead

Dang. Just finished reading the New York Times article about the 21 Catholic priests in Philadelphia that were recently suspended for sexual abuse of a minor and/ or boundary issues with them.


DEAD FISH EYES

But wait on it… a grand jury report issued on February 10th of 2010 accused the Philadelphia Archdiocese of a widespread cover-up of predatory priests, stretching over decades, and said that as many as 37 priests remained active in the ministry despite credible accusations against them. And naturally, at the time the cardinal vehemently denied the claim.

And then this. A entire YEAR later.

Le sigh.

I feel so sad for all the victims who were put in harm’s way because the Catholic Church refuses to be accountable. Life is hard enough nowadays without having your faith in your religious leaders destroyed over and over again.

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