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folks are tired…

By on April 14, 2011 in desperate cry for help, end of days, it takes a village, pocket full of dirty tissue, tagging out

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Hmm… spent all day yesterday getting ready for and barely making my flight to Chicago so it wasn’t until this morning that I heard all the hoopla about the air traffic controller who fell asleep on the job while a plane with a sick patient was trying to land.

Dude, as if flying isn’t scary enough. Oh and, this makes what? The 7th time something like this has happened this year? As in, seven times the past FOUR months? SMDH.

But as potentially horrible as that situation could have been, folks falling asleep on the job still makes more sense than the woman in Newburgh who drove her four kids into the Hudson River after a fight with her boyfriend/ baby father.

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And what on it- Now that the 25 year-old killed herself and 3 of the 4 children, folks are coming forward to say that the woman had been behaving strangely and seemed overwhelmed in the weeks leading up to this tragedy. Really? And no one thought to check up on her and offer to help?

I can’t. We need to be more to kind to one another. Life is hard, everyone could use a helping hand.

*gets off of soapbox & starts to pray for the 10 year-old who managed to escape from the sinking car*

i want a t-shirt too…

By on April 11, 2011 in it takes a village, it's not a game out there, pocket full of dirty tissue, supermarket dreams on a bodega budget

Random: Has anyone tried these Insanity workout DVDs?

Flipping through the channels over weekend and happened upon the crazy looking info-mercial. And I was INSTANTLY intrigued.

Cause the Lord knows, my relationship with the gym has recently become sketchy at best. I just can’t stand the smell, the machines are either occupied or broken and the person working out next to me ALWAYS seems to be coughing and sneezing. And is there anything worse than the sick person at the gym who’s trying to “sweat” out a cold but doing nothing more than infecting everyone around them?????

READ: I need another way to address the soft & squishy situation that’s happening on my tummy and thighs. IMMEDIATELY.

So tell me, is this just Tae Bo 2000 or does this nonsense really work?

like machine guns in grand central…

By on April 11, 2011 in Mitzi- all day every day, pocket full of dirty tissue, using our powers for good


I just finished reading the details on the burqa veil ban that takes affect in France today. Hmmm. I must say, I’m consistently amazed by how deeply the threat of terrorism has changed in the world in the past 10 years. The international level of unabashed fear and intolerance has hit an all time high and continues to rise. And not for nothing, it’s really sad and unsettling.


Don’t get me wrong, I’m all for safety. But something about this law feels extremely discriminatory.

I’m jussayin.

she better than me…

By on April 5, 2011 in desperate cry for help, it's not a game out there, Mitzi- all day every day, pocket full of dirty tissue, tagging out

Err-um real talk, this picture of Wendy Williams’ feet that she twit pic’d after DWTS practice made me GAG!!


Yo, this is CRAZY! What is that lump on her right foot? And why are the bunions on her toes doubled up like that?? MY GOD.

And you better believe her husband Kevin faithfully massages them joints for her… with his bare hands.

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To hell with Charlie Sheen, Wendy Williams got that certified TIGERS BLOOD pumping through her veins. Cause not for nothing, I refuse to do anything that would cause my feet to look like this besides run for my DAMN life.

This is NOT winning.

like chubby trainers at the gym…

By on April 4, 2011 in desperate cry for help, it takes a village, pocket full of dirty tissue, supermarket dreams on a bodega budget

So err-um yeah… I gotta ask, exactly WHY are people beefing about the updated etiquette and food restrictions being imposed on New York City Health Department employees??


Because I for one, COMPLETELY agree.

For those who didn’t read the article, here are some of the changes that will be going into effect today:

-no eavesdropping btwn cubicles
-no overbearing perfumes
-no displays, photos or signs that may be considered offensive
-no “celebration” cake and cookies being served at the same time
-tap water is a must
-no drinks with more than 25 calories per 8oz servings
-cut muffins & bagels in half, or order mini-sizes
-ABSOLUTELY no fried foods

Personally, I think the real tragedy is that it’s necessary to TELL folks to act right and eat healthy when that’s what they do for a living. ALLEGEDLY.

*insert mean momma side-eye*

I mean honestly? No eavesdropping or fried food? It’s the freaking HEALTH DEPARTMENT. Call me crazy but of ALL the government agencies, they should be the LAST folks gossiping OR eating crappy food on taxpayers’ dimes.

*sucks back of the teeth HARD*

Man listen… Go talk ‘ish over that cup of red Kool-Aid during your regular off-site lunch break cause nobody needs it. At. All.

stop the presses…

By on March 31, 2011 in made for the maury show, Mitzi- all day every day, pocket full of dirty tissue

So about this reality show fights montage the Daily News compiled… Um yeah.

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While I feel like we’ve seen most of them in commercial snippets, it’s certainly shocking as shit when you run them all together. And just between you and me, it’s even more shocking was that there was not ONE black person involved in this craziness.

*light bulb goes off*

Of course, that’s why it’s suddenly a mainstream concern. ‘Cause now that reality shows are capturing the Kardashians caught up in domestic violence and teen moms from middle America slap boxing over the little black boy in the mugshot it’s DEFINITELY a crisis.

Yeah, now I totally understand.

time to dial down the meds…

By on March 30, 2011 in desperate cry for help, it takes a village, Mitzi- all day every day, pocket full of dirty tissue

WAYMENT, what in the slew-footed hell happened to Britney Spears’ rhythm??


Granted, I’d read the rumblings on Twitter about the GMA performance being a little shakey bakey but I charged that on the time of the day. I mean, anyone coming from the west coast *cough* that’s as hopped up on anti-depressants as Miss Spears *cough* might be a little sleepy and off beat at 7.30am.

But now this Kimmel Show catastrophe? Oh uh-uh. This my darling is ree-diculous.

Could she have been anymore lackluster? Or out of shape? Seriously, homegirl went from sexy hourglass to a straight cardboard box. And please don’t get me started on the square 2-inch heels or that god awful, green & black criss-crossed onsey which was doing nada except making her look like the Incredible Hulk.

Oh Brit-Brit.

And let’s be honest, when the dancing fails to entertain, we’re forced to actually listen to the auto-tune nonsense you’re passing off as music nowadays. Who wants that?

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Exactly.

this is not the sticky icky…

By on March 29, 2011 in keep hope alive, pocket full of dirty tissue

Hmm, so I was listening to the radio this morning and Snoop was on air promoting his new album, Doggumentary. And truth be told, I didn’t even know Snoop had a new song out let alone an entire album.


At first, I felt badly. I thought to myself, “DAYUM I’m getting old. I mean, how can I not know when a new Snoop album is dropping??”

So naturally, I immediately google the first (and apparently, ONLY) video from the album. And err-um, yeah. I’m not that old. This ish is just not remotely noteworthy. In fact, it’s kinda bad.

No offense my nizzle.

*shrugs & goes back to listening to my iTunes library*

time to do some soul searching…

By on March 24, 2011 in end of days, it takes a village, pocket full of dirty tissue, tagging out, why we as a people can't get ahead

Well err-um, alright then. How’s about I’m going to go on and file this video under, “Things That Make Me Feel Better About Sleeping In On Sunday Mornings.”

My boy Jelani sent this to me and asked me to comment but honestly, I don’t think there’s much to say aside from, the devil is a busy man & of course, let us pray.

Seriously.

Because I certainly understand people needing something to believe in to get through these hard times but dancing through dollars? Well, lets just…

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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??

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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*

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