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off to see the fletchers…

By on October 23, 2008 in using our powers for good

This evening I’m headed to Detroit for my goddaughter Sydney’s christening. And I gotta be honest, I’m really excited. The last time I saw Sydney she was an 8-month bump and stretching my poor BFF’s stomach into something straight out of a bad sci-fi movie. Seriously.

So it looks like this whole weekend I’m going to be immersed in young Black suburban life:

Tomorrow, Shayla and I are scheduled to chaperon Sydney’s big sister Sam and her entire pre-k class on their apple-picking trip. No, it’s not exactly the ‘sophisticated-ladies-who-lunch’ type of day I had envisioned when I said I was gonna come in early so we could spend some time together but you know, things are a little different in Ann Arbor Michigan. For the record, mama has already packed her nerve pills.

Then on Saturday, the husband got tickets to the annual Michigan v. Michigan State game. Woo Hoo!! So while Shayla is off being a good AKA soror at our classmate Crystal’s wedding (god bless her heart), Steve, his frat brothers and I will be screaming our heads off at Michigan Stadium aka The Big House alongside 110,000 sloppy, beer-filled, possibly shirtless and definitely over the top college football fans… can’t wait!
Finally, on Sunday we’re all headed to the church. Where Lord willing, I will not to fall asleep during the service or drop Sydney in the water basin when it’s time to present her. ‘Cause as you can see, if she ain’t nothing else my goddaughter is a big baby.

Wish me luck!

my friends are evil…

By on October 22, 2008 in going to hell in a handbasket

Ok, I have to say I just got the sweetest shout out on the blog, Yeah I Said It And So What. Normally, I wouldn’t bother talking about something like this BUT why is her blog the funniest thing EVER. Like this it’s totally and completely what The YBF used to be before ole girl started loving down every freaking celebrity walking and probably what my blog would be like if I didn’t need to make a living interviewing these crazy acting celebrities every time the bank account got a little low. Sigh.

So by all means go head, check her out and feel free to get addicted-just click on the name, I finally figured out how to do that little hidden url trick-you know I am.

maybe I’m just easy…

By on October 22, 2008 in feedback

WOWOW, so the majority of you guys are not okay with your partner regularly logging on to internet porn, huh? Very interesting.

I gotta be honest, like the paltry 36%, I could care less if my partner watches while he’s working or surfing. As long as you’re not crying about how you can’t afford to take me out cause you’re broke, still putting it down in our bedroom, cleaning up after yourself at the desk and not asking me to help you pick a new position for the bootylicious freak who doesn’t know you from the next serial number that just logged off before you… The way I see it is, if you like it, I love it.

But I guess the 63% do have some valid points… Yes, all those virus and cookies downloaded to the computer will eventually cost money to remove. No, it’s probably not so easy for the average self esteem to accept that their partner fantasizes about another person (even if we know we do it too). Yes, certain stains and smells can be very challenging to remove when in a rush. And no, there’s nothing quite as comforting as the old school bootleg DVD that can be broken in half and tossed in the trash if I get mad enough.

they are not playin…

By on October 22, 2008 in going to hell in a handbasket, it's not a game out there, tapped out

I was going to start my day by breaking on Sarah “I’m a fake Maverick” Palin and the newly leaked expense reports that prove she’s been flying her three daughters all across the country to different events and shacking up in luxury hotel rooms at the state’s expense. And wait on it… homegirl got caught trying to amend her expense reports to read as if the girls were on ‘official state business’ all after the fact. Why by-golly, are you trying to tell me is that 7 year-old Piper is not capable of conducting official Alaska state business (insert patronizing wink/ smirk combo)?? I cry for the country.

Needless to say event organizers (who’ve seen way too many lobbyists headed to the clink in the past couple of years) were hardly willing to take the fall for the dimwitted Governor. As soon as they were questioned by the press, they started dry snitching like Bodie in The Wire, talking about, “We never extended an invitation to her family… The girls just showed up.” Um, what you say?
Jesus, take the wheel because I can’t.:
http://news.aol.com/elections/article/palin-charged-alaska-for-kids-travel/220444

But then, I received word of a voter in New Mexico getting turned away from the polls because of the t-shirt she was wearing and I got a little sidetracked.

WOW, so I guess all the hundreds of annoying emails reminding me not to wear an Obama t-shirt, button, sticker, underwear, eye patch or tattoo to the voting polls this November 4th that my beloved cousin Vianet keeps forwarding to are actually true. My bad, V!

Turns out that the poor lady was in a freaking wheelchair when she got sent away!! Talking about her Obama t-shirt was distracting to other voters. Um sure, but not for nothing the liquor store next door isn’t? I’m just saying… It’s definitely getting ugly.

Check out the craziness and be prepared.
http://www.cnn.com/video/#/video/politics/2008/10/21/jones.nm.voter.turned.away.mxf.koat

a call to action…

By on October 21, 2008 in using our powers for good, why we as a people can't get ahead

So I spent all day Sunday running around D.C. producing a photo shoot of skateboarder Darren Harper for SET Magazine. And can I just say, if every day of work could look like this… bring it on!

In addition to being super talented (among a bunch of other accolades/ affiliations, he’s the first African American skater sponsored by Travis Barker’s Stars & Straps clothing line), Darren has the most amazing skin and teeth I’ve seen on a non-model Black boy like, EVER. And something tells me that this kid (easy ladies, he’s only 26 years old) who makes a living by spending his days rolling through the world on a damn board is so not the one for the expensive bath products.

Watching Darren for six hours (and yes, I got paid to peep him out) got me to thinking about the state of black men’s skin. More specifically the recent string of guys with bad skin that I’ve come across recently.

Its 2008, why do you still have razor bumps? I get the whole curly hair conspiracy but how about you make sure you’re using a clean blade to cut? I dated a professional barber for almost six years, and the first thing I learned was that half of all razor bumps are cause by dirty blades. Mmm-hmmm… And what’s really good with the dry flaky skin? Ya’ll just looking ashy all around the mouth and eyebrow area… My brothers, please stop acting like facial moisturizer (no, not your girl’s hand lotion or mama’s tub of Vaseline) is freaking kryptonite and handle that.

And do not get me started on all the folks with twisted, yellow, jumbled, rock biter mouths. You know what, when your teeth are wrecked, my natural thought process is to assume that your breath stinks. Uh-uh, I can’t…

And you know what? You shouldn’t want me to either.

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