Mitzi Moments

Life is good, I tell ya.


Why? Cause it’s finally Friday, it’s definitely warm outside and thanks to random.org I’ve got a winner for the MOREGASM: Babeland’s Guide To Mind-Blowing Sex contest!

So without further ado,

CONGRATS Ms. Travoya Collins!!

Fingers crossed, you and your lucky significant other will get a whole lot of use out of your prize in the months ahead!

*lights the candles and cues up Trey Songz*
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Jesus, it sucks to be Sandra Bullock today. Cause not for nothing, having your husband’s affair with the trashy tattoo-covered stripper/ wanna-be hairdresser as the lead story of every major news outlet cannot feel good. Especially after that heartfelt shout out Sandra gave Jesse when robbed Gabourey for the Oscar. You remember… “I love you so much and you are really hot. I want you so much.” Uh-huh, exactly.


But before you start to cry a river for Miss Congeniality, be sure to save a few for Anthony McCoy, the Tennessee man who was arrested for not paying his child support. During the booking process, homeboy had his gold fronts (mind you, these were the permanent kind that are attached by dental glue) RIPPED from his mouth by a pissy police officer because she didn’t think they were appropriate for his mugshot. You did see where I wrote, right? RIPPED from his mouth. Pause. How crazy is that? According to his lawyer, in addition to the golds, LAYERS of enamel and small pieces of the gum line were pulled off during the ordeal as well.

* gags uncontrollably*

Now, I’m so not not a fan of men that refuse to pay child support but this ‘ish is beyond barbaric. Who does stuff like this? In her defense, I guess the police officer thought he was lying about the fronts being removable but still…

Once the man’s mouth filled with BLOOD and TISSUE, it’s obvious she was wrong. But wait on it… instead of admitting an error she simply tossed him a garbage can to spit inside. And then all the correction officers at the jail where he was held (cause they didn’t let him go) denied his repeated requests for medical attention for TEN freaking DAYS???

SILENCE (with mouth firmly shut)
Can you even imagine the kind of pain this man was in???? Good Lord. I get nervous if the dentist scrapes too hard during my bi-yearly cleaning. To suffer through something like that, I’d probably die. No. I take that back. I’d definitely die.

Wow, remember House of Pain? Tommy Boy Records? Sorta kinda maybe? Can’t front, for a minute there, the lead rapper Everlast was one sexy looking white dude. And then just like that… Oh well. Guess you can’t fight the genetics forever.


*pours out a lil’ Guiness Stout*

At least that one single, Jump Around managed to stand the test of time. Reminds me of the days when every song played on the radio wasn’t about how much money an artist ALLEGEDLY has at his disposal to toss around at a strip club or worse, all the half naked (and prob disease infested) women willing to be down with the get down. Mmm-hmm…

And the video is still hilarious. Aside from it being beyond low budget; homeboy’s repeated transition from menacing thug to your friendly background check certified postal delivery guy is genius. He’s like what? Ain’t no future in fronting. If this rap ‘ish doesn’t work out, I STILL got my day job!! Say something!

Oh and please peep the chick about to get checked around 1:43. Her reaction is CLASSIC.

Happy St. Patrick’s Day!

Today’s post is short… because I’m hungry. And to make matters worse, I have NO idea what I want to eat.


* sad little nephew face*

Don’t act like this has never happened to you. And no, its not because I waited too long to attempt to prepare breakfast. I woke up knowing I was hungry and even walked into the kitchen. The problem is, I’m bored with breakfast food. I don’t want eggs, pancakes, toast, bagels, hot/cold cereal, smoothies, yogurt or fruit. But I’m what? Hungry.

So what am I missing? Is there some amazing breakfast food that I have yet to experience? Seriously, what gives? What are YOU eating in the mornings? ‘Cause this large cup of coffee is not cutting it and my Mr. Rogers’s approved beautiful-day-in-the-neighborhood disposition is rapidly disappear with every letter typed.

The End.

Thirteen years ago I was diagnosed with auto-immune hepatitis As a result, my liver had completely stopped functioning. Basically, I was told that I needed a liver transplant IMMEDIATELY or I was going to die.

Clearly, I received the transplant.

But those eighteen months I spent waiting for an organ to become available were the hardest minutes, hours, days, and months of my life. And not just because I was unspeakably ill but also because while waiting, I watched fellow patients who had been waiting along with me, die. Yeah, I can’t explain what that does for the moral… Not.

But the thing is, once I received the organ I was so busy living and catching up on the years I spent dealing with the liver that I started to forget the scariest details of the ordeal. Like damn near everything. To this day, it takes my mom, medical charts and closest friends to help me remember me of half the craziness that happened… The human mind is so amazing.

All that to say, when I saw the commercial for the premiere of the new season of MTV doc series True Life, True Life: I Need A Transplant, I totally flashed back. And trust, it was not fun. Then, to make matters worse, while doing my monthly blood tests at the hospital last week, my coordinator informed me that things have gotten even worse for liver patients in New York State.

Apparently, nowadays New York State patients experience some of the longest wait times for a liver in the country- 26.9 months. That’s more than TWICE the national wait time. Honestly, I just don’t know if I would be alive if I would’ve had to wait almost two and a half YEARS for my transplant. Unfortunately, this increased wait is happening because 10 not even organ donors and 2) organs aren’t shared nationally, there’s shared regionally. Which means that if an organ becomes available in say California, a patient in New York will never have access…. even if no one is California needs it or is a match.

So you’re clear: Over 160 New Yorkers died on the waiting list this past year. Mind you, because of the existing regional system, nearly 1000 viable donor livers are discarded each year at centers with small waiting lists while patients in other regions remain on long wait lists and basically die.

SILENCE

While I’m happy to report that they’ve recently started lobbying for policy change (there’s an important meeting in Atlanta on April 12th that I may attend); we all know how slow that road can be if the regular folks don’t get involved. *serious side-eye*

So I’m asking everyone to take a minute out of their day, and contact their representative HERE

Since there’s no form letter or petition, I wrote a little something for you to cut and paste:
I know someone who was able to receive the liver transplant necessary to save her life. Unfortunately, because of the existing regional access system and new language in recent guidelines from the government in the Transportation, Housing and Urban Development, and Related Agencies Appropriations Act, 2010, many others will not be as lucky.

As a voting constituent, I’m asking for you to help fight for changes to the system to include broader sharing.

Sincerely,


I promise, this will take 30 seconds and very likely save a life. So go on and be my hero today.

*drops mic and walks away*