Mitzi Moments

Category: tagging out

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*

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.

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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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.


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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.

pride goes before the fall…

By on March 2, 2011 in desperate cry for help, going to hell in a handbasket, keep hope alive, made for the maury show, pocket full of dirty tissue, tagging out, why we as a people can't get ahead

Not for nothing, somebody might wanna send a prayer up for Pastor Grant Storms’ soul ASAP.

Cause apparently, the prominent New Orleans based Christian leader, who is best known for using a bullhorn to protest an annual three-day gay parade as “depraved”and describes masturbation as an immoral act, was just caught jerking off in his van. At a public park. During the day. While kids were around.

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Talking about, the TWO witnesses were confused. He was just peeing in a bottle… That is, until whatever tiny sense of honesty he actually has kicked in. Then the hypocrite finally confessed to beating off.

I mean, if this isn’t just… typical.

*drops the rosary beads and walks away*

a Black History month gift from G.Payton…

By on February 16, 2011 in desperate cry for help, end of days, honorary white woman, pocket full of dirty tissue, tagging out, too old for the road, why we as a people can't get ahead

YOOOOOOOO! What in the wide-nostril-cross-dressing- hell is this??

Like forreal, is this clown really on YouTube rhapsodizing about his damn wig $5 wig?

Talking ’bout, “Dis is ‘Still I Rise’ hair; the hope & dream of the slave. Dis is for the colored girls who have considered suicide when the rainbow is enuf- but if them girls was laid, they wouldn’t have been considering suicide.”

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You know what, no. Just no. I don’t care what I see or hear, the devil is a liar.

*logs off of life & goes to glory*

they call it progress…

By on February 4, 2011 in pocket full of dirty tissue, tagging out

Woke up extra early this morning so that I could get a jump on the Friday. Trying to get out to NJ to see my girl and her 2-month old bundle of joy (and baby poop). Now, normally the only thing I hear on the radio morning shows is Nikki Minaj and Tre Songz, but to my great surprise, Power 105 was having an old school moment with MOP’s single, “Ante Up.”


Wow. Remember MOP? Or any of the rest of the knuckleheads that were hot back in the day when hip hop did more than trick off in strip clubs and sit around imagining that airplanes were shooting stars for that matter? And if so, can you even imagine an emo rapper like Drake trying to come out during that time? Or worse, a freakin’ corrections officer like Rick Ross flossin’ like he was one of the biggest drug dealers of modern times?

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Yeah, me neither. Le sigh.

*pours out a lil brown licca*

sticks, stones and a crackho…

By on February 1, 2011 in end of days, keep hope alive, pocket full of dirty tissue, supermarket dreams on a bodega budget, tagging out, why we as a people can't get ahead

Ok, while you’re playing, this Mayoral race in Chicago is DEAD SERIOUS.

O.M.G!

Shout out to my girl Leah, for putting me up on this news report from a recent candidate debate where former Senator Carol Moseley Braun goes all the way, and I do mean, ALLA WAY IN on a fellow candidate Patricia Van Pelt Watkins.


See, now if folks started telling the truth like this is NYC, Bloomberg’s shady ass wouldn’t even be in office right now. Real talk.

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Lord forgive me but I cannot wait until Rahm Emmanuel has his turn at the mic.

*grabs the bowl of popcorn and pulls up a chair*

this explains the bubble guts…

By on January 25, 2011 in desperate cry for help, it ain't easy, it's not a game out there, mama gotta eat, tagging out

Dammit to all hell, is no junk food sacred anymore?


Turns out the mystery “ground meat” that Taco Bell hustles by the burrito boat load doesn’t even have enough actual beef to qualify as taco meat filling (which only requires 40% fresh beef) let alone call itself real “beef.” Oh and wait on it… apparently the rest of said “meat” is a combination of chemicals and random ingredients like cocoa powder, sugar and corn starch.

*gags and looks directly at Latoya Scott- Brown*

We’ve got to do better people.

don’t call me, i’ll find you…

By on January 12, 2011 in end of days, it's not a game out there, tagging out

Oh yeah, I want to put everyone up on this website, spokeo.com.


A modern day national address book of sort, this new service has basically compiled all the public data available on everyone and created individual user profiles. Which in theory should be no worse than the white pages (remember those?)

Except, these profiles include EXTREMELY personal information. Mm-hmm… Think your marital status, lists of your relative and how they’re related to you, your occupation and bio, an estimation of your annual income, photos & videos from sever social networking site you’ve belonged to like Myspace (remember THAT??)/ FB/Linkedin, hobbies, etc.


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So essentially, for a nominal fee of course, any wacko in the world with internet access can find out how much they think you make a year, who your favorite aunt is, where she lives and even get a Google picture of her front door.

You do the math.

I suggest you log on, find your profile, copy the URL, click on the Privacy link at the bottom of the page and get to opting out IMMEDIATELY.

RANDOM SIDENOTE: I mentioned the site to one of my homegirls yesterday. And do you know, that shady hooker replied, “Oh yeah, I heard about that last week. I figured you knew. I already removed myself.” Uh, she thought I knew??? myBFFsaintish.com

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