You have to enjoy this thing called life... Its amazing that I had a craving for mangoes this morning. Not just because they were already sliced and ripe but a mango might have saved my life. There was an accident on my way to work. If I ironed my shirt last night instead of waking up early and not going back to get the mango I could possibly not be typing this blog. I might not be at work. I might miss so much. I might effect the day of so many people. We all should thank a mango sometimes. It may not be a mango. It maybe a phone call from an annoying aunt, it may be a kid dragging a**. It may be a neighbor who has to tell you a story that you don't have time for. It may be a traffic light that has an electrical error. Thank it. So I thank my mom for giving me the grocery list and calling me back because she forgot to give me the money. I thank the kids I coach that ask for help after practice. I thank the 1:58 phone call from my boss when I leave at 2, just to have me there til 2:03. Thanks because of these I still can type, walk, sleep, eat, lift weights, cook, smell the roses and best of all laugh. Life is great and better is on the way.
Peace and Blessings
ib
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
ButterFlies and Flowers
It has been a long time... too long. I use to talk so much trash on this blog. Now I'm back so I can continue this. So much has changed with me. I have grown a lot and I continue to grow. I went thru a stage of depression but beer got me out of that. I continue to work a lot and not enjoy life when I do so. I still buy things I don't need and still remain in a job I wish paid more. Anyway besides that... this will be my vent area whether any reads or not.
The purpose of this title is I think that my voice is mono-tone because people answer my questions with "I'm not complaining or anything". If you were complaining would I really care... No. When you ask people how they are doing and they hit you with the cliche of "I can't complain, and if I did no one would listen" Well in my book that's the truth. We all have problems and we all have adversity face us so why actually complain. Back to my point on where people tend to want you always answer their dumb questions with a smile. I do believe in both dumb people and dumb questions. But for the most part I believe in dumb people more.
Its amazing how I can go thru the day and miss all the great things and one bad moment or ignorant m*****f***er can mess it all up. So with my voice, I don't feel like I yell I just get agitated with having to correct stupidity. I think some people know you don't feel like hearing their annoying voice or smelling their hot Monday morning, i just drank some coffee and an ate a s**t bagel with extra moth balls cream cheese and oh yeah I forgot to brush my teeth breath. So my voice isn't butterflies and flowers, and its not mono-tone, its more get to the point so I can walk away and realize you wasted 45 seconds of my life o-tone. Some people all seek assurance in my voice and all I feel is blah.
Butterflies live 1 week to 1 year depending on species and flowers usually die and return later or something. So I see why people want that point. Its a temporary time where people always want you to smile. Hope this makes sense to me when I read it later. Peace and Blessings.
The purpose of this title is I think that my voice is mono-tone because people answer my questions with "I'm not complaining or anything". If you were complaining would I really care... No. When you ask people how they are doing and they hit you with the cliche of "I can't complain, and if I did no one would listen" Well in my book that's the truth. We all have problems and we all have adversity face us so why actually complain. Back to my point on where people tend to want you always answer their dumb questions with a smile. I do believe in both dumb people and dumb questions. But for the most part I believe in dumb people more.
Its amazing how I can go thru the day and miss all the great things and one bad moment or ignorant m*****f***er can mess it all up. So with my voice, I don't feel like I yell I just get agitated with having to correct stupidity. I think some people know you don't feel like hearing their annoying voice or smelling their hot Monday morning, i just drank some coffee and an ate a s**t bagel with extra moth balls cream cheese and oh yeah I forgot to brush my teeth breath. So my voice isn't butterflies and flowers, and its not mono-tone, its more get to the point so I can walk away and realize you wasted 45 seconds of my life o-tone. Some people all seek assurance in my voice and all I feel is blah.
Butterflies live 1 week to 1 year depending on species and flowers usually die and return later or something. So I see why people want that point. Its a temporary time where people always want you to smile. Hope this makes sense to me when I read it later. Peace and Blessings.
Thursday, August 06, 2009
Doubts
I doubt that anyone reads my blogs anymore but I just wanted to type...
You reach and you reach and you tend to fail occasionally but sometimes you triumph. Its not that rare you made it this far. I hate to live in a world where people judge you by who you are but if you weren't who you are you might as well not live. People claim that they know you but they don't know you they just assume from your outward appearence. I gave up on trying to fit in but I continue to reach to pass. I want the riches but I think God doesn't let me have them because he doesn't think I've learned anything yet. When will I be happy? I feel an emptiness throughout the day but I tend to fill it with artificial happiness. I remind myself of my blessings daily but the demons of failure seem to grab my good graces. I'm rambling.... but one thing I know about my self that I am good at a whole bunch of things but not great at a single one. I've lost passion for so much. I'm a robot at the age of 26. I have fallen into the matrix of mediocrity for so long. I push away my friends my grimace of discontent. I push away my family by saying everthing is okay... I created a monster that can't stay focused on one thing. I created something that is loyal to itself and no one else. Who am I?
ib
You reach and you reach and you tend to fail occasionally but sometimes you triumph. Its not that rare you made it this far. I hate to live in a world where people judge you by who you are but if you weren't who you are you might as well not live. People claim that they know you but they don't know you they just assume from your outward appearence. I gave up on trying to fit in but I continue to reach to pass. I want the riches but I think God doesn't let me have them because he doesn't think I've learned anything yet. When will I be happy? I feel an emptiness throughout the day but I tend to fill it with artificial happiness. I remind myself of my blessings daily but the demons of failure seem to grab my good graces. I'm rambling.... but one thing I know about my self that I am good at a whole bunch of things but not great at a single one. I've lost passion for so much. I'm a robot at the age of 26. I have fallen into the matrix of mediocrity for so long. I push away my friends my grimace of discontent. I push away my family by saying everthing is okay... I created a monster that can't stay focused on one thing. I created something that is loyal to itself and no one else. Who am I?
ib
Wednesday, March 28, 2007
Just Cut my Damn Hair...
"You can't beat me 'cause you ain't man enough nigga
I look him in the eye and tell him man up nigga
You really getting money? Throw a grand up nigga
Wanna fight? You should've hit me when you ran up nigga..." TI
How's it hanging? Guess good cuz your bored enough to read this... Well I just got my hair cut and I';ve been in the midst of finding a new barber because the last one dug deep into my head the one before that didn't know what an edge up (shape up) was and left me wit a spot one weekend. Now its crazy but I do have a top 5 baber list and one of em will never be able to bless my head again but he was the best (RIP Zeb), Then there's Cliff, Will, Carlos and Perk... Cliff is back in Texas this nucca use to come to my house when I live in VA... Showed me haow to whoop nuccas quick in chess. Carlos is in VA and my college teamates was ready to whoop him one time but never happend... Will is in Miami, nuff said... Perk needs an apointment and he getting old anyway I don't rock a pee wee anymore.
So I went to this new a dude and told him straight up I got 13 $ AND can he hook me up with a 1 blade all over... He cool, simple baber slang, I think they teach you that first at ITT Tech or something... Its not like I ever say can I get a ceaser deluxe with a Hampton and a fade to the beard because... I ain't got time for that... Or you can just point to the nigga in the picture and say I want that ... no, a one blade all over son... So the other nigga I been to realized I wasn't caoming to him and looked saudy... He had a sucker ( I mean customer) already and I was tryin to be out... Fuck em, A hair cut should have no loyalty unless its tight, man law.
So I sit down in this dudes chair and he complaing about Michael Basson on the radio talking to much and the wino chimes in and says I can't stand that suff neither man. I know the wino ain't got no radio or car so how he know or care. So He plays a cd... by the looks of dude he look like he bout to put on some jada or pac or something poetic thugish, nah mean? Nah this nigga puts on Avant... Aiight its cool but there ain't a damn woman in the place, what in the hell you bout to go to sleep or sumethin? Then he was like I ain't feelin this so he put on some cassie or something, then starting sining it...? I'm puzzled as fuck but don't want to budge cuz he might jack my dome so I interior chuckle and keep it moving... Then he was like nah and hits the next track, which is Beyonce... To the left to the left... I can't believe this nigga just said that... Not the fact that he said but the way he said it, like he practice that joint in the mirror before he go out... Then He skipped over lil scrappy joint... I've been thru my r&b phase (no pun intended) but thats ridiculous... He finished and did all right but can't even crack the top 6 because of his fake ass I'mma thug but I got that new Beyonce Cd moniker... I ain't hating but dude was pushing it like it was an eryday thing...
"At least her teeth were straight" mike
I look him in the eye and tell him man up nigga
You really getting money? Throw a grand up nigga
Wanna fight? You should've hit me when you ran up nigga..." TI
How's it hanging? Guess good cuz your bored enough to read this... Well I just got my hair cut and I';ve been in the midst of finding a new barber because the last one dug deep into my head the one before that didn't know what an edge up (shape up) was and left me wit a spot one weekend. Now its crazy but I do have a top 5 baber list and one of em will never be able to bless my head again but he was the best (RIP Zeb), Then there's Cliff, Will, Carlos and Perk... Cliff is back in Texas this nucca use to come to my house when I live in VA... Showed me haow to whoop nuccas quick in chess. Carlos is in VA and my college teamates was ready to whoop him one time but never happend... Will is in Miami, nuff said... Perk needs an apointment and he getting old anyway I don't rock a pee wee anymore.
So I went to this new a dude and told him straight up I got 13 $ AND can he hook me up with a 1 blade all over... He cool, simple baber slang, I think they teach you that first at ITT Tech or something... Its not like I ever say can I get a ceaser deluxe with a Hampton and a fade to the beard because... I ain't got time for that... Or you can just point to the nigga in the picture and say I want that ... no, a one blade all over son... So the other nigga I been to realized I wasn't caoming to him and looked saudy... He had a sucker ( I mean customer) already and I was tryin to be out... Fuck em, A hair cut should have no loyalty unless its tight, man law.
So I sit down in this dudes chair and he complaing about Michael Basson on the radio talking to much and the wino chimes in and says I can't stand that suff neither man. I know the wino ain't got no radio or car so how he know or care. So He plays a cd... by the looks of dude he look like he bout to put on some jada or pac or something poetic thugish, nah mean? Nah this nigga puts on Avant... Aiight its cool but there ain't a damn woman in the place, what in the hell you bout to go to sleep or sumethin? Then he was like I ain't feelin this so he put on some cassie or something, then starting sining it...? I'm puzzled as fuck but don't want to budge cuz he might jack my dome so I interior chuckle and keep it moving... Then he was like nah and hits the next track, which is Beyonce... To the left to the left... I can't believe this nigga just said that... Not the fact that he said but the way he said it, like he practice that joint in the mirror before he go out... Then He skipped over lil scrappy joint... I've been thru my r&b phase (no pun intended) but thats ridiculous... He finished and did all right but can't even crack the top 6 because of his fake ass I'mma thug but I got that new Beyonce Cd moniker... I ain't hating but dude was pushing it like it was an eryday thing...
"At least her teeth were straight" mike
Tuesday, March 27, 2007
I'M Done with My Sabbatical...
"Homey, you all front backwards if you chasin a b*tch
Stupid - chase the paper they come with the shit ..." 50
I know I used that quote before but its the truth... And if you are offeneded by the word Bitch obviously you are one... So fuck all ya'll hoes to... Upset, well we know where you stand... See I wouldn't respond if somebody was like " Hey you light skinned mofo..." You feel me... So now that I have cleared up that situation lets talk trash shall we.
I've been busy and I lazy... I had mad junk to talk about I can only seem to sit at a computer for like 20 minutes now... I think I have CDD: Computer Defecit Disorder... I hate have excuses but its the truth... I'm somewhat bored typin this but I shall continue... Well nothin is changed at work but there was a fight wit 2 girls... My grandmother once said " You can always tell when its hot outside, niggas start acting up..." My grandmother never said that but I love when people call on the old wise people to say words of advice... So I here somebody getting tagged outside the cafe and I was like damn somebody is getting recked... So I watched for like 10 seconds as weaved was grabbed and words were said... Then the displinarian folks showed up and broke up my free pay per view... I had 3 row seats and great audio... So As I saw 5 dudes tryin to hold back a toothpick and little meatball ( thats how they were shaped) I remembered my contract about helping... There's a good samaritian rule or soemthing...
So I ran out there and I'm not a pervert I saw a boobie... okay it could have been a 18 year old boobie but I backed up cuz this job got good benefits and all she need to say is the the perverted cafe man fondled me. I let her adjust an assisted the displinarians seperate the 2 girls.... The one younger dude grabbed meatball and the nerdy dude grabbed toothpick and sperated them... Toothpick got whooped of course and to save face she yellled" She snuck me..." the white ladies were like: "What is snuck?" I told that later that is like saying sucker punch dude... but anyway her weave was on the floor... Okay u have a patch of hair on the floor and your worried about a sneak punch... If I'm still standing and you just ripped out 6 months of weave and its Friday... all hell nah... we fighting cuz I got to get a touch up... thats like me throwing hands with my barber and he jabs me then gives me a bowl cut without finishing... Now thats pushing but women got more to worry about... thats not it... after meatball was taking away she came charging back... so i did the first thing that came to my mind... tripped her... I know that's cruel but to save toothpick I had to... she could have hurst somebody...
My next thought was: These two eat breakfast... damnit, only 5 % of the school eat breakfast so there goes my breakfast portion... Oh well... I seen em later so they probably just got suspended... I'm glad they weren't expelled because now I keep 2 customers. stay blessed and stay tuned I'm back like Jay.
Congrats to all my friends who are having kids, getting married, and moving on to a new chapter, Yes you are getting old and don't worry I shall keep the strippes company... one love.
Stupid - chase the paper they come with the shit ..." 50
I know I used that quote before but its the truth... And if you are offeneded by the word Bitch obviously you are one... So fuck all ya'll hoes to... Upset, well we know where you stand... See I wouldn't respond if somebody was like " Hey you light skinned mofo..." You feel me... So now that I have cleared up that situation lets talk trash shall we.
I've been busy and I lazy... I had mad junk to talk about I can only seem to sit at a computer for like 20 minutes now... I think I have CDD: Computer Defecit Disorder... I hate have excuses but its the truth... I'm somewhat bored typin this but I shall continue... Well nothin is changed at work but there was a fight wit 2 girls... My grandmother once said " You can always tell when its hot outside, niggas start acting up..." My grandmother never said that but I love when people call on the old wise people to say words of advice... So I here somebody getting tagged outside the cafe and I was like damn somebody is getting recked... So I watched for like 10 seconds as weaved was grabbed and words were said... Then the displinarian folks showed up and broke up my free pay per view... I had 3 row seats and great audio... So As I saw 5 dudes tryin to hold back a toothpick and little meatball ( thats how they were shaped) I remembered my contract about helping... There's a good samaritian rule or soemthing...
So I ran out there and I'm not a pervert I saw a boobie... okay it could have been a 18 year old boobie but I backed up cuz this job got good benefits and all she need to say is the the perverted cafe man fondled me. I let her adjust an assisted the displinarians seperate the 2 girls.... The one younger dude grabbed meatball and the nerdy dude grabbed toothpick and sperated them... Toothpick got whooped of course and to save face she yellled" She snuck me..." the white ladies were like: "What is snuck?" I told that later that is like saying sucker punch dude... but anyway her weave was on the floor... Okay u have a patch of hair on the floor and your worried about a sneak punch... If I'm still standing and you just ripped out 6 months of weave and its Friday... all hell nah... we fighting cuz I got to get a touch up... thats like me throwing hands with my barber and he jabs me then gives me a bowl cut without finishing... Now thats pushing but women got more to worry about... thats not it... after meatball was taking away she came charging back... so i did the first thing that came to my mind... tripped her... I know that's cruel but to save toothpick I had to... she could have hurst somebody...
My next thought was: These two eat breakfast... damnit, only 5 % of the school eat breakfast so there goes my breakfast portion... Oh well... I seen em later so they probably just got suspended... I'm glad they weren't expelled because now I keep 2 customers. stay blessed and stay tuned I'm back like Jay.
Congrats to all my friends who are having kids, getting married, and moving on to a new chapter, Yes you are getting old and don't worry I shall keep the strippes company... one love.
Friday, February 09, 2007
Questions I've Been Pondering
"Woke up quick at about noon... just thought that I had to be in Compton soon, gotta get drunk before the day begins before my mother starts bitchin about my friends..." _ Easy E
It s late I just got off work, I got class in like 7 hours but who cares....
I had three questions that have been nagging me all day...
1. When it says "Hows my driving?" On the back of a vehicle is there any real loser that copies the numbers and calls and says " Hey driver #3-35hoe50 is doing a great job" or " that mofo #jh5069 cut me off " That phone line doesn't even work I bet... You probably call a dead line and theres a mofo on that line laughin just to tell you your a dumbass...
2. Ever watch comicview when dude was like if your going to fire me do it the begining of the day... Well they fired another paint chip eater ( caf lady) and its fucking Friday... Nigga I will cut your ass if you knew you were going to fire me all day and then tell me when i getting off and going home. That shit could mess your weekend up... Think about it... I could get fired on Tuesday and have a new job by Friday but, you just fired me on Friday and messed up my entire weekend. I have a blade chillen in the truck waiting to snip you.
3. The question that has no reason to be followed up... If I ask " Were you at the meeting?" and you say "no" and then " Did you go?" makes no fucking sense at all... Why in the hell would I ask you... Unless its a 300 member meeting or something lets make sense. I asked you because I wanted to know what happened.
Thats all.
"Middle Finger to Life..." Weezy
It s late I just got off work, I got class in like 7 hours but who cares....
I had three questions that have been nagging me all day...
1. When it says "Hows my driving?" On the back of a vehicle is there any real loser that copies the numbers and calls and says " Hey driver #3-35hoe50 is doing a great job" or " that mofo #jh5069 cut me off " That phone line doesn't even work I bet... You probably call a dead line and theres a mofo on that line laughin just to tell you your a dumbass...
2. Ever watch comicview when dude was like if your going to fire me do it the begining of the day... Well they fired another paint chip eater ( caf lady) and its fucking Friday... Nigga I will cut your ass if you knew you were going to fire me all day and then tell me when i getting off and going home. That shit could mess your weekend up... Think about it... I could get fired on Tuesday and have a new job by Friday but, you just fired me on Friday and messed up my entire weekend. I have a blade chillen in the truck waiting to snip you.
3. The question that has no reason to be followed up... If I ask " Were you at the meeting?" and you say "no" and then " Did you go?" makes no fucking sense at all... Why in the hell would I ask you... Unless its a 300 member meeting or something lets make sense. I asked you because I wanted to know what happened.
Thats all.
"Middle Finger to Life..." Weezy
Thursday, February 08, 2007
I'm not giving up...
"I stay in the hoof like carborators and engines..." G Dep
I have been disappointing the masses and the masses have turn their back on me... I know my actions are flugassey and me not posting is weak but you know whats, I aint a journalist... Take this as monthly journal.... if it is then I'm like Jay Z 5 years ahead of ya'll...
It's cold, man I can't even stand outside and pump gas its so cold.My life is parallel to the season which is parallel to women.... cold. Just kidding I'm doing aiight in that department. But There are some wacked out people I worked with... Now I got "tree jobs" but 1 I work by myself... The cafeteria is really wascked out... Okay I got 2 assistant cooks and they can't function as one person... It takes their braincells and my pinky to get them to think... Think of the cafeteria workers you had in highschool. Yea, need I say more. No but I will... They use to eat paint chips when they were kids, I know because we do the same shit eryday but still they walk around looking helpless. My immediate superior said that's how its going to be but I was hired to cook not train retards.
If your mom or close friend is a retard I mean cafeteria worker I apologize but God protects kids and fools and they know which one they are. I mean they fall behind while they work and then look around like what happen... Well you came in here and gossiped about Peggy Sue at the other school who went on vacation instead of making peanut butter and jelly sanwiches... Now I know I'm over qualified for my job (hope that doesn't get me fired) but these people must drink stricnine and let venonmous snakes bite them before they come into work... I'm not knocking their religion and I'm not saying they couldn't be anything else may be janitor aide or coloring book inspector but there aren't many jobs out there for the common sense inclined. I got more but I'm going to save it...
Now my other job is even crazier... I had to choke out the sou chef, I had to tell the 35 year career waitress that the only reason her life is fucked up is because of the cocaine addiction and the old coworkers can't leave the place alone. Now my next story will go into detail about having to choke out the Sou Chef but if you believe for one second that your waitress or waiter has a drug problem don't doubt yourself they do... Now I dabbled with Mary Jane in college and a few weeks ago but " I Don't do drug, I jsut smoke weed.... - Dave Champizzle in Half Baked" Crystal Meth and Cocaine and Herion frequent the people in our restaraunt like a horny college girl frequents the free clinic... These people go off on tirades and then complain because my life is so much better... The one little crack whore said I don't have problems well besides the fact that she blows patrons of the restaraunt for nickles and sniffs a powdery residue every once in a while adds to the fact that your life is jacked up... Yea I said it and don't regret... She had the nerve to call me 19.... well I was 19 4 years ago beyotch and just because I can handle my money, and work less than you do means alot. Just cuz you fucked up don't hate... Now I went of on this tirade let me humor you:
Why do Spanish People who force English sound so bad when they pronouce C's and J's:
I better get my yacket before it gets yold...
I'm dead serious that mofo said that, till next week, stay blessed....
I have been disappointing the masses and the masses have turn their back on me... I know my actions are flugassey and me not posting is weak but you know whats, I aint a journalist... Take this as monthly journal.... if it is then I'm like Jay Z 5 years ahead of ya'll...
It's cold, man I can't even stand outside and pump gas its so cold.My life is parallel to the season which is parallel to women.... cold. Just kidding I'm doing aiight in that department. But There are some wacked out people I worked with... Now I got "tree jobs" but 1 I work by myself... The cafeteria is really wascked out... Okay I got 2 assistant cooks and they can't function as one person... It takes their braincells and my pinky to get them to think... Think of the cafeteria workers you had in highschool. Yea, need I say more. No but I will... They use to eat paint chips when they were kids, I know because we do the same shit eryday but still they walk around looking helpless. My immediate superior said that's how its going to be but I was hired to cook not train retards.
If your mom or close friend is a retard I mean cafeteria worker I apologize but God protects kids and fools and they know which one they are. I mean they fall behind while they work and then look around like what happen... Well you came in here and gossiped about Peggy Sue at the other school who went on vacation instead of making peanut butter and jelly sanwiches... Now I know I'm over qualified for my job (hope that doesn't get me fired) but these people must drink stricnine and let venonmous snakes bite them before they come into work... I'm not knocking their religion and I'm not saying they couldn't be anything else may be janitor aide or coloring book inspector but there aren't many jobs out there for the common sense inclined. I got more but I'm going to save it...
Now my other job is even crazier... I had to choke out the sou chef, I had to tell the 35 year career waitress that the only reason her life is fucked up is because of the cocaine addiction and the old coworkers can't leave the place alone. Now my next story will go into detail about having to choke out the Sou Chef but if you believe for one second that your waitress or waiter has a drug problem don't doubt yourself they do... Now I dabbled with Mary Jane in college and a few weeks ago but " I Don't do drug, I jsut smoke weed.... - Dave Champizzle in Half Baked" Crystal Meth and Cocaine and Herion frequent the people in our restaraunt like a horny college girl frequents the free clinic... These people go off on tirades and then complain because my life is so much better... The one little crack whore said I don't have problems well besides the fact that she blows patrons of the restaraunt for nickles and sniffs a powdery residue every once in a while adds to the fact that your life is jacked up... Yea I said it and don't regret... She had the nerve to call me 19.... well I was 19 4 years ago beyotch and just because I can handle my money, and work less than you do means alot. Just cuz you fucked up don't hate... Now I went of on this tirade let me humor you:
Why do Spanish People who force English sound so bad when they pronouce C's and J's:
I better get my yacket before it gets yold...
I'm dead serious that mofo said that, till next week, stay blessed....
Monday, January 22, 2007
Miss Sophia NO.....
Arrrh Mates... (My fellow Pirates)
I had a itch the other day, no not a "I need a hit of some crack" itch or the "I think that b*tch burned me" itch, it was a itch for me to do something. Now some people get their calling and think its tied with the church calling... My calling came in the form of you need to stop some things and concentrate on this one thing. That thing was a blur... It wasn't a dream and it wasn't a vision. It was a voice... Now I'm not crazy, at least I don't think I am but there was this lady's voice shouting me out. It was real soft and pleasant almost like my mother's voice and it was like "Ian Stop." I was like what the f*ck. I turned the TV on mute and stop eating my Captain Crucnch, I even turned out the lights, don't ask (I heard your senses become stronger when you concentrate just on one), and I closed my eyes.
The voice came again but it was in a different form it was a man almost wise and noble... it was like "Ian, you can do it." I was like what the hell? So I left the room and came back and I heard the voices the same. Then there was a third Voice it was like, Laurence Fishburn in Color Purple when he was like "Miss Sophia No..." but instead it was "Ian Anthony No..." I was tripping, I haven't been on any drugs and beer intake from the night before was moderate. So what was going on? I hopped in the shower and went to Bestbuy to get a plug for my ipod. Then I heard the last voice again... "Ian Anthony No..." I'm blown... I look in the Mirror and pimp slap myself, yes I pimp slap my self and go in to the store. I'm thinking I better not pull that crap in here. So I purchase all my stuff and hit the Ave. I get home without any mishaps and turn the idiot box (if seen Bamboozeled, you already know) on. Its one of the Free the Children of Africa commercials and I'm compelled to watch for some odd reason. The man on the tube points at me and "Stop, What your doing...(and I do)... Come to Africa, You can do it... Be apart of the mission and No you don't have to change your lifestyle..." I was like aww sh*t that's what the voices said.
So I tell my mom I need to go to Africa and shes sarcastic as hell and says, "oh when you going and when you coming back..." I told her this is serious and she laughs it off. So I realize she's no help and I call my sister and she tells me you should go... Wait I can't go on with this story, I just wanted to waste your time.... Anyways have a great f*cking day. I ain't crazy you dumbasses. That whole "Miss Sophia No" was brought to you by my older sister when she was ready to whoop a co-worker for interjecting. That was so funny.
Peace God
I had a itch the other day, no not a "I need a hit of some crack" itch or the "I think that b*tch burned me" itch, it was a itch for me to do something. Now some people get their calling and think its tied with the church calling... My calling came in the form of you need to stop some things and concentrate on this one thing. That thing was a blur... It wasn't a dream and it wasn't a vision. It was a voice... Now I'm not crazy, at least I don't think I am but there was this lady's voice shouting me out. It was real soft and pleasant almost like my mother's voice and it was like "Ian Stop." I was like what the f*ck. I turned the TV on mute and stop eating my Captain Crucnch, I even turned out the lights, don't ask (I heard your senses become stronger when you concentrate just on one), and I closed my eyes.
The voice came again but it was in a different form it was a man almost wise and noble... it was like "Ian, you can do it." I was like what the hell? So I left the room and came back and I heard the voices the same. Then there was a third Voice it was like, Laurence Fishburn in Color Purple when he was like "Miss Sophia No..." but instead it was "Ian Anthony No..." I was tripping, I haven't been on any drugs and beer intake from the night before was moderate. So what was going on? I hopped in the shower and went to Bestbuy to get a plug for my ipod. Then I heard the last voice again... "Ian Anthony No..." I'm blown... I look in the Mirror and pimp slap myself, yes I pimp slap my self and go in to the store. I'm thinking I better not pull that crap in here. So I purchase all my stuff and hit the Ave. I get home without any mishaps and turn the idiot box (if seen Bamboozeled, you already know) on. Its one of the Free the Children of Africa commercials and I'm compelled to watch for some odd reason. The man on the tube points at me and "Stop, What your doing...(and I do)... Come to Africa, You can do it... Be apart of the mission and No you don't have to change your lifestyle..." I was like aww sh*t that's what the voices said.
So I tell my mom I need to go to Africa and shes sarcastic as hell and says, "oh when you going and when you coming back..." I told her this is serious and she laughs it off. So I realize she's no help and I call my sister and she tells me you should go... Wait I can't go on with this story, I just wanted to waste your time.... Anyways have a great f*cking day. I ain't crazy you dumbasses. That whole "Miss Sophia No" was brought to you by my older sister when she was ready to whoop a co-worker for interjecting. That was so funny.
Peace God
Thursday, January 18, 2007
I'm Back
"Now tell the truth; I'm like a mechanic when I work my tool " Z-Ro
Now I know my entrance was inappropriate but what the hell ever, I had to make a mark so you knew I was in here... I've been on a hiatus, MIA, Slipping and whatever slang you kids use nowadays... Okay so down to what's going, I got my cellie back so if you read this and don't read your email then give me a call...
This weekend was sfg (so f---ing great) I needed to refuel my alchol tank because that junk was empty since New Year's... and boy did I, If I embarrassed you then f-ck you... let me stop. The Ski trip was hot and I'm planning my joint to Colorado next year at this moment. On Monday Martin Luther the King Jr Day I slept recovering from the trip but Tavis Smiley (frat) was at the waterfront talking junk on white people so I had to go listen, Brother man went hard and it wasn't a comedy show but I was laughing like he was Ced. When people speak the truth you got to laugh, like I laughed when the guy posted that comment on a CNN blog about how black folk complain to much... Its funny but true. He was talking so strong the nucca ain't even stay to take a picture because clearly he dissed the white folk and had them all uncomfortable so before they could pull the rope out he hit the jet and headed back to LA.
Other thoughts, I get emails about my food but I need sleep and I can't help it, I be cooking but a nucca need a break, I'mma do it, you'll see.
Anyways I waiting on 2 things that counteract off each other: Scenario 1, If I'm granted the Tuition reimbursement from my job, I'm going to move out and buy a house.... If I'm not I'm still going to move out get an apartment with my boys and go in to a spiraling debt. So that's that and I'll holla later...
"I'm not a an alcholic because alcholism is a disease and I'm disease free..." ib
Now I know my entrance was inappropriate but what the hell ever, I had to make a mark so you knew I was in here... I've been on a hiatus, MIA, Slipping and whatever slang you kids use nowadays... Okay so down to what's going, I got my cellie back so if you read this and don't read your email then give me a call...
This weekend was sfg (so f---ing great) I needed to refuel my alchol tank because that junk was empty since New Year's... and boy did I, If I embarrassed you then f-ck you... let me stop. The Ski trip was hot and I'm planning my joint to Colorado next year at this moment. On Monday Martin Luther the King Jr Day I slept recovering from the trip but Tavis Smiley (frat) was at the waterfront talking junk on white people so I had to go listen, Brother man went hard and it wasn't a comedy show but I was laughing like he was Ced. When people speak the truth you got to laugh, like I laughed when the guy posted that comment on a CNN blog about how black folk complain to much... Its funny but true. He was talking so strong the nucca ain't even stay to take a picture because clearly he dissed the white folk and had them all uncomfortable so before they could pull the rope out he hit the jet and headed back to LA.
Other thoughts, I get emails about my food but I need sleep and I can't help it, I be cooking but a nucca need a break, I'mma do it, you'll see.
Anyways I waiting on 2 things that counteract off each other: Scenario 1, If I'm granted the Tuition reimbursement from my job, I'm going to move out and buy a house.... If I'm not I'm still going to move out get an apartment with my boys and go in to a spiraling debt. So that's that and I'll holla later...
"I'm not a an alcholic because alcholism is a disease and I'm disease free..." ib
Sunday, January 07, 2007
Tabernacle....
"...Homey, you all front backwards if you chasing a chick, Stupid - chase the paper they come with the shit..." 50 cent
Whas happen what's up? got the blog fired up...
How have you been...? Who cares... I've been good... me me me... yes I have taken a different outlook on life...and its basically say to hell wit it... okay now that I've have expressed my views for this year lets get to the story...
So today (Sunday) I went to church... Its been a while but I wanted to start this year off at home... I haven't been to this specific church since July 16... yea that's awhile but I been to church since then... Well The message was like of my favorite quotes:
"Finish each day and be done with it. You have done what you could; some blunders and absurdities have crept in; forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day; you shall begin it serenely and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old nonsense." Ralph Waldo Emerson
Yea what Revrent Moore (inside joke) was trying to say was that last year was gone and there is no such thing as closure but more so adjustment... That made me think of my quote that I had memorized and I just felt closure of all the hectic things that have happened....
So you say... ib that's not funny... I say fuck you I wasn't trying to be so there... You want to know what was funny... I was in the middle of the Bankhead bounce at church... I wrote that black folk need to stop bringing the club to Church:
http://basedonmybrain.blogspot.com/2006/11/you-should-really-stop-doing-that.html
This was quite startling, the one lady first off came late to church and I had to pick up my jacket... then she started bodying me like we was in a mosh pit... I wanted to throw an elbow to show her damn comfort area but I didn't know how to react... she then rolled over on the floor speaking tounge and I understood her.... She said: "These niggas just don't understand" I swear... I think I have a gift...
Then the lady to my left started getting crunk and high kneeing it like she was trying out for the Dallas Cowboys...She bumped into me and almost fell down... I felt guilty for about five seconds then realized she could have hurt me so I said look midget get it together....
I felt like hearing some Lil John at church but damn can we chill.... Now when they started to do
na na na na na na na... I was the only one who said good bye erybody else said Lets pray... I've been out the loop...
So the dudes in the pulpit invented a new dance its call bring it down and them niggas was like break dance battling and even the kids was crumping... The last straw was the lady behind me she pushed my chair(yea I said chair not pue) into my leg... I thought oh hell a chick wanna break a nucca achilies in this bitch? She calmed down and started talking tongue ( " Iyi cola cola cola") Now that's not tounge that chick just needed some Pepsi...Y'all better let her go... This one dude started doing push ups and I lost my mind... He did like 90... Jesus got him right he looked about 45 too... so my recent church experience has me wearing a button up and buying some rims before I come next time.
"I'm going to be a hood chick when I get married, I'm gonna get my man's name tatted on my body..." A Dub (a HEAD of the game)
Whas happen what's up? got the blog fired up...
How have you been...? Who cares... I've been good... me me me... yes I have taken a different outlook on life...and its basically say to hell wit it... okay now that I've have expressed my views for this year lets get to the story...
So today (Sunday) I went to church... Its been a while but I wanted to start this year off at home... I haven't been to this specific church since July 16... yea that's awhile but I been to church since then... Well The message was like of my favorite quotes:
"Finish each day and be done with it. You have done what you could; some blunders and absurdities have crept in; forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day; you shall begin it serenely and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old nonsense." Ralph Waldo Emerson
Yea what Revrent Moore (inside joke) was trying to say was that last year was gone and there is no such thing as closure but more so adjustment... That made me think of my quote that I had memorized and I just felt closure of all the hectic things that have happened....
So you say... ib that's not funny... I say fuck you I wasn't trying to be so there... You want to know what was funny... I was in the middle of the Bankhead bounce at church... I wrote that black folk need to stop bringing the club to Church:
http://basedonmybrain.blogspot.com/2006/11/you-should-really-stop-doing-that.html
This was quite startling, the one lady first off came late to church and I had to pick up my jacket... then she started bodying me like we was in a mosh pit... I wanted to throw an elbow to show her damn comfort area but I didn't know how to react... she then rolled over on the floor speaking tounge and I understood her.... She said: "These niggas just don't understand" I swear... I think I have a gift...
Then the lady to my left started getting crunk and high kneeing it like she was trying out for the Dallas Cowboys...She bumped into me and almost fell down... I felt guilty for about five seconds then realized she could have hurt me so I said look midget get it together....
I felt like hearing some Lil John at church but damn can we chill.... Now when they started to do
na na na na na na na... I was the only one who said good bye erybody else said Lets pray... I've been out the loop...
So the dudes in the pulpit invented a new dance its call bring it down and them niggas was like break dance battling and even the kids was crumping... The last straw was the lady behind me she pushed my chair(yea I said chair not pue) into my leg... I thought oh hell a chick wanna break a nucca achilies in this bitch? She calmed down and started talking tongue ( " Iyi cola cola cola") Now that's not tounge that chick just needed some Pepsi...Y'all better let her go... This one dude started doing push ups and I lost my mind... He did like 90... Jesus got him right he looked about 45 too... so my recent church experience has me wearing a button up and buying some rims before I come next time.
"I'm going to be a hood chick when I get married, I'm gonna get my man's name tatted on my body..." A Dub (a HEAD of the game)
Thursday, January 04, 2007
I truly wonder what they thinking?
"Sinnin or not, I'm grinnin a lot, spendin a knot...' Jadakiss
Whats krackin? I feel alot better today... I think I'm past my rut so let me bust a... shut yo mouth. So I was at the eye doctor yesterday and a comment bothered me that the secretary or whatever she wants to be called... I'll give her a nickname Whining Beyotch (WB for short)...
So I sign in and I waited probably 5 minutes before I was taken (White Doctor, Not the nucca I'mma bout to go see). But prior to me getting blinded the WB asks me if I follow basketball... I say "I watch football more than all but I know eenough..." she was saying how Allen Iverson got ejected the night before... I saw the game mostly the second half because I had to work but I knew what she was talking about... She then compared TO to AI (Very Similar but what the hell ever) Ok the comment that bothered me was this: " I can't see how THESE PEOPLE act like that when they make all that money..." O kay I'm not a hockey fan nor a baseball fan but I'm a Philly fan living here in Pro- Sport Less Delawhere? Why didn't she say Eric Lindros or Scott Rolen... Them mofos wanted out of Philly too but She mentioned the brothers.
Now I don't whip out the African American Express when its highly inappropriate or not even worth it so I let that go and laughed. The four above mentioned athletes spent good years and were of high value to their teams but in 3/4 of them (Minus TO) were here a long time and needed new scenery. Her Fat WB Ass sitting there with her funions complaining made no sense because she know damn well if I offered her $200 to wash my car she would... Or if I said I'm going to send you to Flordia because they can offer you a better bag of chips.... Another occasion this occured is when the accountant I my Dad's office called me and my sister "You People"
She may have been mad but hold the hell up, they just started trusting people who look like you (Bin Laden-esqe) about a week ago so what your tone and technically I can get your ass fired. Now black folk don't call Al "Do" Sharpton when you feel offended by: "boy", "these people" "you people" "girl"... etc (____, add your own) just let it roll and right a blog about... because you could probably have an entry ery day. Do call Al or Me if a mofo gets reckless and pulls a Krammer, Coon, WaterMelon Thief, A monkey's cosuin... Sausage lips, shit like that... I'm not racist I sit down around most people (Can't stand em) but we got to look at every person as a friend we haven't met... Oh shit that was real homoerotic I'm gonna go watch some porn, or sit in a bar for a few hours to get that soft side away from me... So the message is clearly "Fuck what people say, just read this blog"
Good Day
"I got the tape, you are a wild dude" (Chris about Me on New Year's Eve) < It'll probably be on youtube shortly.
Whats krackin? I feel alot better today... I think I'm past my rut so let me bust a... shut yo mouth. So I was at the eye doctor yesterday and a comment bothered me that the secretary or whatever she wants to be called... I'll give her a nickname Whining Beyotch (WB for short)...
So I sign in and I waited probably 5 minutes before I was taken (White Doctor, Not the nucca I'mma bout to go see). But prior to me getting blinded the WB asks me if I follow basketball... I say "I watch football more than all but I know eenough..." she was saying how Allen Iverson got ejected the night before... I saw the game mostly the second half because I had to work but I knew what she was talking about... She then compared TO to AI (Very Similar but what the hell ever) Ok the comment that bothered me was this: " I can't see how THESE PEOPLE act like that when they make all that money..." O kay I'm not a hockey fan nor a baseball fan but I'm a Philly fan living here in Pro- Sport Less Delawhere? Why didn't she say Eric Lindros or Scott Rolen... Them mofos wanted out of Philly too but She mentioned the brothers.
Now I don't whip out the African American Express when its highly inappropriate or not even worth it so I let that go and laughed. The four above mentioned athletes spent good years and were of high value to their teams but in 3/4 of them (Minus TO) were here a long time and needed new scenery. Her Fat WB Ass sitting there with her funions complaining made no sense because she know damn well if I offered her $200 to wash my car she would... Or if I said I'm going to send you to Flordia because they can offer you a better bag of chips.... Another occasion this occured is when the accountant I my Dad's office called me and my sister "You People"
She may have been mad but hold the hell up, they just started trusting people who look like you (Bin Laden-esqe) about a week ago so what your tone and technically I can get your ass fired. Now black folk don't call Al "Do" Sharpton when you feel offended by: "boy", "these people" "you people" "girl"... etc (____, add your own) just let it roll and right a blog about... because you could probably have an entry ery day. Do call Al or Me if a mofo gets reckless and pulls a Krammer, Coon, WaterMelon Thief, A monkey's cosuin... Sausage lips, shit like that... I'm not racist I sit down around most people (Can't stand em) but we got to look at every person as a friend we haven't met... Oh shit that was real homoerotic I'm gonna go watch some porn, or sit in a bar for a few hours to get that soft side away from me... So the message is clearly "Fuck what people say, just read this blog"
Good Day
"I got the tape, you are a wild dude" (Chris about Me on New Year's Eve) < It'll probably be on youtube shortly.
Wednesday, January 03, 2007
2007: Rougth Start
"...I strive for my pay each and every way but this type of shit it happens everyday It's like I'm trapped in a maze walk around in a daze I won't rest 'til I'm paid or I'm down in my grave ..."
GDEP
What it ain't? Sorry you haven't heard from but 2007 had a rough start.... Well I drank and me drinking got me to losing my phone... My treo is somewhat of a big deal... I treat her bad but she always came through for me... My next one I'm gonna name Lucille after Anthony Hamilton's song and take real good care of her... My car winshield split... There's a story if you call me next week I'll tell you... but for covering my ass Its cold out and weather jacked my junk up.... I chopped a piece of finger off at work... its not that big it just felt bad as with the way things are going... My mojo is all jacked up in this young ass year but I know by two months from now I'll refer back to this piece and laugh...
So me and Jose Cuervo met over the New Year's Celebration and we just don't get along... That nigga can bring the ugly outta of my little sister...( I pray that she follows a more classy path with Champale or something). I had some of that junk too... I think they were fighting with the redstripe, heinekin, jose and water that was in my stomach because I eventually kissed the white porcelin god... Oh well I won't be drinking like that for awhile.... So 2007 will always be remebered as the year that I started off shitttay but they don't call me Flipmode for nothing.
"I brought that shit, I don't give a fuck..." Jey Bryant (New Year's Eve)
GDEP
What it ain't? Sorry you haven't heard from but 2007 had a rough start.... Well I drank and me drinking got me to losing my phone... My treo is somewhat of a big deal... I treat her bad but she always came through for me... My next one I'm gonna name Lucille after Anthony Hamilton's song and take real good care of her... My car winshield split... There's a story if you call me next week I'll tell you... but for covering my ass Its cold out and weather jacked my junk up.... I chopped a piece of finger off at work... its not that big it just felt bad as with the way things are going... My mojo is all jacked up in this young ass year but I know by two months from now I'll refer back to this piece and laugh...
So me and Jose Cuervo met over the New Year's Celebration and we just don't get along... That nigga can bring the ugly outta of my little sister...( I pray that she follows a more classy path with Champale or something). I had some of that junk too... I think they were fighting with the redstripe, heinekin, jose and water that was in my stomach because I eventually kissed the white porcelin god... Oh well I won't be drinking like that for awhile.... So 2007 will always be remebered as the year that I started off shitttay but they don't call me Flipmode for nothing.
"I brought that shit, I don't give a fuck..." Jey Bryant (New Year's Eve)
Sunday, December 24, 2006
Aren't You In The Christmas Spirit...
"Men Lie, Women Lie, Numbers tell the truth..." Jay Z
Well another Christmas hits me tomorrow and I can honestly say that... I don't know I just felt like saying that... So I went to 4 Christmas Parties last night and no I didn't get pulled over. No Checkpoints where I was traveling either. But I live a life of double "sidedness" I was a bar with the skateboard, punk rock white boys, that pay for everything... Its the rock band I used to manage but they are somewhat defunct... due to lack of how do I say "exposure" They aiight but I ride wit Maroon 5 for life... That's two different ends of music. But they be aiight.... That was actually my second party but the first one was at work... It wasn't a party I just made it that with my excessive drinking my shift drinks....
I must say my tolerance is still high and it took all the way til the 3rd party to be full blown "Troy"- My Alter Ego... So the third party was at the Monday Klub with the Frat and not so frat... There was this girl there that approached me that looked like Elise Neal (Damn... if she caught me early I would have held a conversation)... But she stood there while I offered a shot which she denied but said she wanted a glass of Merlot (I want to say something about that but I'mma... say that shit... She thought she was grown drinking MD 20/20 closest cousin...) that was like bottle shelf Merlot. She poured me a little into my empty shot glass and for some reason I began to stumble around the club asking people for change singing church songs from my child hood and then pointing and yelling at people who didn't put change in my hat... ( now you know that didn't happen but you get the point)
She waits and waits like I was going to pay for her drink.... But I hit her with my OOOO so classic line: " I don't buy girls drinks because I don't want you to think that I trying to get into your pants." She laughed and spit out her booze... I'm a sucker for women with white teeth.... It was of course dark but still they were bright... But she was fine and as usual when I'm approached I'm drunk. I walk away and tell her after she buys her drink to come holler at me... she does and that where the Elise Neal Comment comes up... She cracks up... and then the conversation gets dull... She started talking about her kids... Sorry but I don't babysit anymore cause you know that's what she was looking for... I walk away like I gotta use the bathroom but I just relocate... She sits down... Then picks her next victim in some Cliche 2004-Present Negro. (Could have been frat but them niggas can get clowned to)... He had on the blazer with a button up and loafers and jeans... there were 12 other niggas dressed just like you... But not me... I rocked the pumas jeans and the LRG... I was going for the skateboard look even tho I can't ride.
So I end up leaving then I venture to my last stop the after hours joint which was like 60 miles away. Should have went to Ohio but I only paid for drinks when I was with the black folks (niggas).
So I get there and on my way I'm drunk dialing... so if you got a phone congrats if you didn't you know you wasn't gonna answer. I think I lost a handful of friends but hey fuck em.... I get there and no ones there... I drink and talk shit with the host and then I bounce back on the ave. Of course I wasn't driving, my DD was and shout outs to Outlaw...I make it home and sleep til like 3:00 when I'm awoken by 6 phone calls that I was trying to ignore.
Oh but before this all started I was on my way to class on... Thursday and I usually get a snack from 7-11... I didn't cross the street at the crosswalk but in the middle and there's this Asian mofo ahead of me... I ain't paying him no mind. He starts walking fast (bitch). turns around and says... " You got a fucking problem..." I say chokingly " No motherfucker you got a problem" he keeps on walking and turns again and says it again. " I think he may no karate but you did to" I want to whoop his ass for tough talking but that's all I need to be in jail for the holidays. Now here's the topper.... He walks into my building and I say loud enough " Don't you feel dumb we going to the same place." I go into class... and then get a drink... he tries to apologize and I tell him " You could have handled that differently cause you can get ya ass whooped, stabbed or shot for tough talking in America nowadays....You got that one... but watch yourself... and no I don't accept your apology because your view is beneath me." I walk away... There has been a guy robbing but the way he was dressed he should of robbed me... sorry mofo.... I was in formal hood wear but I'm 6'5 230 and I could see why a 5 foot Asian who probably knows no karate whatsoever would be scared... So "Fuck you very much"
Now enjoy the holiday and check up on ya boi... Merry Christmas...
"I've been searching for a bull that's been crapping around here and I think you know where he's at." ib
Well another Christmas hits me tomorrow and I can honestly say that... I don't know I just felt like saying that... So I went to 4 Christmas Parties last night and no I didn't get pulled over. No Checkpoints where I was traveling either. But I live a life of double "sidedness" I was a bar with the skateboard, punk rock white boys, that pay for everything... Its the rock band I used to manage but they are somewhat defunct... due to lack of how do I say "exposure" They aiight but I ride wit Maroon 5 for life... That's two different ends of music. But they be aiight.... That was actually my second party but the first one was at work... It wasn't a party I just made it that with my excessive drinking my shift drinks....
I must say my tolerance is still high and it took all the way til the 3rd party to be full blown "Troy"- My Alter Ego... So the third party was at the Monday Klub with the Frat and not so frat... There was this girl there that approached me that looked like Elise Neal (Damn... if she caught me early I would have held a conversation)... But she stood there while I offered a shot which she denied but said she wanted a glass of Merlot (I want to say something about that but I'mma... say that shit... She thought she was grown drinking MD 20/20 closest cousin...) that was like bottle shelf Merlot. She poured me a little into my empty shot glass and for some reason I began to stumble around the club asking people for change singing church songs from my child hood and then pointing and yelling at people who didn't put change in my hat... ( now you know that didn't happen but you get the point)
She waits and waits like I was going to pay for her drink.... But I hit her with my OOOO so classic line: " I don't buy girls drinks because I don't want you to think that I trying to get into your pants." She laughed and spit out her booze... I'm a sucker for women with white teeth.... It was of course dark but still they were bright... But she was fine and as usual when I'm approached I'm drunk. I walk away and tell her after she buys her drink to come holler at me... she does and that where the Elise Neal Comment comes up... She cracks up... and then the conversation gets dull... She started talking about her kids... Sorry but I don't babysit anymore cause you know that's what she was looking for... I walk away like I gotta use the bathroom but I just relocate... She sits down... Then picks her next victim in some Cliche 2004-Present Negro. (Could have been frat but them niggas can get clowned to)... He had on the blazer with a button up and loafers and jeans... there were 12 other niggas dressed just like you... But not me... I rocked the pumas jeans and the LRG... I was going for the skateboard look even tho I can't ride.
So I end up leaving then I venture to my last stop the after hours joint which was like 60 miles away. Should have went to Ohio but I only paid for drinks when I was with the black folks (niggas).
So I get there and on my way I'm drunk dialing... so if you got a phone congrats if you didn't you know you wasn't gonna answer. I think I lost a handful of friends but hey fuck em.... I get there and no ones there... I drink and talk shit with the host and then I bounce back on the ave. Of course I wasn't driving, my DD was and shout outs to Outlaw...I make it home and sleep til like 3:00 when I'm awoken by 6 phone calls that I was trying to ignore.
Oh but before this all started I was on my way to class on... Thursday and I usually get a snack from 7-11... I didn't cross the street at the crosswalk but in the middle and there's this Asian mofo ahead of me... I ain't paying him no mind. He starts walking fast (bitch). turns around and says... " You got a fucking problem..." I say chokingly " No motherfucker you got a problem" he keeps on walking and turns again and says it again. " I think he may no karate but you did to" I want to whoop his ass for tough talking but that's all I need to be in jail for the holidays. Now here's the topper.... He walks into my building and I say loud enough " Don't you feel dumb we going to the same place." I go into class... and then get a drink... he tries to apologize and I tell him " You could have handled that differently cause you can get ya ass whooped, stabbed or shot for tough talking in America nowadays....You got that one... but watch yourself... and no I don't accept your apology because your view is beneath me." I walk away... There has been a guy robbing but the way he was dressed he should of robbed me... sorry mofo.... I was in formal hood wear but I'm 6'5 230 and I could see why a 5 foot Asian who probably knows no karate whatsoever would be scared... So "Fuck you very much"
Now enjoy the holiday and check up on ya boi... Merry Christmas...
"I've been searching for a bull that's been crapping around here and I think you know where he's at." ib
Thursday, December 14, 2006
Contemplating My Future
"They say attitude determines your latititude... so if it does that means I'm high as motherf-cker fly as a motherf-cker..." Kanye West
WHASSUP!!!! The other day I was meditating (no hippie junk just no tv no phone, no nothing and staring at the wall) and I was trying to picture my future... I was trying to picture what I'd be doing , where I'd be and I as usual couldn't visualize it. I even went as far a seeing my kids and seeing the possible wife and job... She had no face don't worry because I don't want to get all hyped for nothing. Actually it was Nia Long but that dream has reoccured since I was 14... That got me to thinking... Whoever she may be... what is my future wife (if I gert married) doing at this moment...
She could be: a stripper paying her way thru school and become a sucessful lawyer. Now just think you could never take her to the tittay bar because erybody knows her. The dj sending shoutouts and the bouncer is all huggie dovie with her... now your thinking is there something you need to tell me? she could be wearing clear heels at this moment or working the vegas strip... or just be a straight up hoe.... Like that commerical from comedy central when they said " Before settling down Mary Jane had sex with 426 guys..." I for sure don't want that but its not a bad thing...
She could be a sucess when I meet her... good for me then... less work trying to buy the lavish things and more of enjoying the things that I like... Thats far off because that vision is blurry.
Maybe she has a kid or already divorced... I want to do this as something fresh for both of us so thats blurry too...
She could be like an exotic princess who I dazzle with my culirnay skills and she makes me heir to the throne of Zamunda.
My crib was tight and it was nice because thas all I expect... but this future signifgant other bothers me... it could be a close friend... and new friend, and old friend, or a coworker (eww a caf lady... ah hell nah). I wonder what shes doing at this very moment.... hopefully she is getting her stuff togeather becuase I am.
"I send no subliminal shots... I just speak the truth..." ib
WHASSUP!!!! The other day I was meditating (no hippie junk just no tv no phone, no nothing and staring at the wall) and I was trying to picture my future... I was trying to picture what I'd be doing , where I'd be and I as usual couldn't visualize it. I even went as far a seeing my kids and seeing the possible wife and job... She had no face don't worry because I don't want to get all hyped for nothing. Actually it was Nia Long but that dream has reoccured since I was 14... That got me to thinking... Whoever she may be... what is my future wife (if I gert married) doing at this moment...
She could be: a stripper paying her way thru school and become a sucessful lawyer. Now just think you could never take her to the tittay bar because erybody knows her. The dj sending shoutouts and the bouncer is all huggie dovie with her... now your thinking is there something you need to tell me? she could be wearing clear heels at this moment or working the vegas strip... or just be a straight up hoe.... Like that commerical from comedy central when they said " Before settling down Mary Jane had sex with 426 guys..." I for sure don't want that but its not a bad thing...
She could be a sucess when I meet her... good for me then... less work trying to buy the lavish things and more of enjoying the things that I like... Thats far off because that vision is blurry.
Maybe she has a kid or already divorced... I want to do this as something fresh for both of us so thats blurry too...
She could be like an exotic princess who I dazzle with my culirnay skills and she makes me heir to the throne of Zamunda.
My crib was tight and it was nice because thas all I expect... but this future signifgant other bothers me... it could be a close friend... and new friend, and old friend, or a coworker (eww a caf lady... ah hell nah). I wonder what shes doing at this very moment.... hopefully she is getting her stuff togeather becuase I am.
"I send no subliminal shots... I just speak the truth..." ib
Monday, December 11, 2006
It is All A Front...
"Others will copy me but repeat my shit sloppily..." KRS One
What's Up... Well I've been on the new job for a week and I have no complaints, just getting a feel for the joint to see what it's like and to see how this operation works. Its pretty easy and I'm usually gone by 12:45pm... It Works for me and I get to delegate people who are 3x my age. I know what your thinking how I'm gonna boss around somebody Grandmama. Hey If I don't she'll be out of the job. Now I've seen a lot of drama or that leading up to drama in the kitchen area and I must say that its all pretty much lame. The HNIC noticed that I was lifting heavy 4 inch pans for some of the ladies... So she got tough talking to the lady and was like: " If you can't lift 30 lbs your out of the job..." So the lady cried and apologized to me... I'm no jerk but it wasn't that serious.
The HNIC has been real nice to me as of lately and I feel the this is a bull shit act coming up soon... Think about it... your in a relationship for a while and 3 months in your signifigant other has unloaded the baggage.... not only from the carry on but also the uncarriage of their plane... Some times it comes quicker than usual, like after an hour or 20 minutes of meeting someone... For instance with me, my lastest favorite question is: "Are you crazy?" and if they immeadiately answer with a prompt no, you know that's some bull. The common answers are: "I like to give space" or " I'm not like other girls" or the granddaddy of them all "I don't have time for that." So many women use that... all this goes hand in hand with your boss they will never say they are a bad supervisor (girlfriend, boyfriend, booty buddy, friend)...
They will never say that they overwhelm their employees (signifigant others, give em some space) and they will never say they will do their employee's jobs if they slacking (masterbastion, jk)... I understand that you want to be all cute and cuddly in the begining, then reality kicks in the kithchen is messy (your bed is undone), you show up late to work (you miss and important occasion), or you need to make a critical decsion like promote or fire somebody (go to vegas with the crew or stay and watch Love Jones on DVD)...
The Movie I heart Huckabee's is a good example of this... if you haven't seen it, it pretty much describes how everything is everthing at one point and nothing is attached. It techinically is true but in the long run everything is the same... My blog was hot when I started and you know it, now people read this or not and say "Where this nucca been at?" Well what the hell ever... Every relationship you are involved in from the begining to about 4 months laters depending on the scale of things is front, point in example:
Babies and Parents: Your Parents put up with your shit until you learned your first cuss word after that it was no more aww isn't he cute and cuddly but more like say sometheing else in public to embarass me and Imma buss that little ass.
Boyfriend and Girlfriend: Aww you complete me and you understand all the things wrong in my life... 3 months later boyfriend is still obsessed with beer and sex, girlfriend wants to shop and always be out to eat. (Realize your vain and I'm not talking about you ;-) )
Married people, lets have sex sex sex... wife realizes that this is all this mofo wants to do after 6 months.... she tendsto get bored and so does he so after 6 months they file for divorce for what, you guessed it, Irreconcibile Differences or whatever....
Friendships: He's your boy at first and then every thing the nigga does is annoying, chewing gum, talking, just be a wack dude... I am not talking about naybody who read this blog of course, lol.
Boss to employee: You are here because I hired you, a week later: " Niggga You Still Ain't Got It"
You know what I mean and its all a front in the begining so you need some time to feel a mofo out to see what they about... that ryhmed. stay blessed.
"Your role as a father is to keep your daughter off the pole..." Chris Rock
What's Up... Well I've been on the new job for a week and I have no complaints, just getting a feel for the joint to see what it's like and to see how this operation works. Its pretty easy and I'm usually gone by 12:45pm... It Works for me and I get to delegate people who are 3x my age. I know what your thinking how I'm gonna boss around somebody Grandmama. Hey If I don't she'll be out of the job. Now I've seen a lot of drama or that leading up to drama in the kitchen area and I must say that its all pretty much lame. The HNIC noticed that I was lifting heavy 4 inch pans for some of the ladies... So she got tough talking to the lady and was like: " If you can't lift 30 lbs your out of the job..." So the lady cried and apologized to me... I'm no jerk but it wasn't that serious.
The HNIC has been real nice to me as of lately and I feel the this is a bull shit act coming up soon... Think about it... your in a relationship for a while and 3 months in your signifigant other has unloaded the baggage.... not only from the carry on but also the uncarriage of their plane... Some times it comes quicker than usual, like after an hour or 20 minutes of meeting someone... For instance with me, my lastest favorite question is: "Are you crazy?" and if they immeadiately answer with a prompt no, you know that's some bull. The common answers are: "I like to give space" or " I'm not like other girls" or the granddaddy of them all "I don't have time for that." So many women use that... all this goes hand in hand with your boss they will never say they are a bad supervisor (girlfriend, boyfriend, booty buddy, friend)...
They will never say that they overwhelm their employees (signifigant others, give em some space) and they will never say they will do their employee's jobs if they slacking (masterbastion, jk)... I understand that you want to be all cute and cuddly in the begining, then reality kicks in the kithchen is messy (your bed is undone), you show up late to work (you miss and important occasion), or you need to make a critical decsion like promote or fire somebody (go to vegas with the crew or stay and watch Love Jones on DVD)...
The Movie I heart Huckabee's is a good example of this... if you haven't seen it, it pretty much describes how everything is everthing at one point and nothing is attached. It techinically is true but in the long run everything is the same... My blog was hot when I started and you know it, now people read this or not and say "Where this nucca been at?" Well what the hell ever... Every relationship you are involved in from the begining to about 4 months laters depending on the scale of things is front, point in example:
Babies and Parents: Your Parents put up with your shit until you learned your first cuss word after that it was no more aww isn't he cute and cuddly but more like say sometheing else in public to embarass me and Imma buss that little ass.
Boyfriend and Girlfriend: Aww you complete me and you understand all the things wrong in my life... 3 months later boyfriend is still obsessed with beer and sex, girlfriend wants to shop and always be out to eat. (Realize your vain and I'm not talking about you ;-) )
Married people, lets have sex sex sex... wife realizes that this is all this mofo wants to do after 6 months.... she tendsto get bored and so does he so after 6 months they file for divorce for what, you guessed it, Irreconcibile Differences or whatever....
Friendships: He's your boy at first and then every thing the nigga does is annoying, chewing gum, talking, just be a wack dude... I am not talking about naybody who read this blog of course, lol.
Boss to employee: You are here because I hired you, a week later: " Niggga You Still Ain't Got It"
You know what I mean and its all a front in the begining so you need some time to feel a mofo out to see what they about... that ryhmed. stay blessed.
"Your role as a father is to keep your daughter off the pole..." Chris Rock
Sunday, December 10, 2006
You Know who you look like?
"Sturggle Another reason to show that God love you..." Lupe Fiasco
Hello folks, I apologize tremendously for leaving you yerning to read my blog... I got to stay fresh but with this new job I'm either sleeping or wishing I was sleeping... So without further a do here we gooooo....
Hello folks, I apologize tremendously for leaving you yerning to read my blog... I got to stay fresh but with this new job I'm either sleeping or wishing I was sleeping... So without further a do here we gooooo....
So on to my topic: at first I thought people saying I look like a celebrity was aiight but now it's gettin a little out of hand. It all started in Highschool. I went to a predominantly white school so besides thinking that they think that we all looked a like in the school they always compared me to Chris Tucker. Ok, Friday is one of my favorites and Weed Smokers worldwide and minus the fact that I had a 'fro was enough for people to say I look like Chris. We have a lot in common... We are both clebrities (in our own right), we both make people laugh, we both talk high pitched when we want a point to get across. But we do have major diffferences: he can turn down $20 million dollar movie rolls (I would only turn down a gay porn), he can get random people to help get rid of their weed, and he can make funny of Chinese people and not get karate chopped. So I feel that maybe a picture or a quick glance can have many mistaken.
Then this summer has brought on a new one to me... Chris Webber. Another Chris I think would be a cool dude. He's just like the other Chris, he smoked weed at one point in his life and that's enough said on that. The niggas taller than me and used to day Tyra Banks... I'm shorter than him and I used to date... let me not name drop, lets just say she wouldn't be on America's Next Top Model but maybe as a guest on her show for "Crazy Chicks who Will Attempt to Mess up a Nucca's Life" Women love dude and women love me too but I don't have a fan club outside of my house. He can dunk I can dunk, he gets invited to rap videos, I get invited to house parties by maried women I go to school with. He has a chance to win a NBA championship, I won the New Castle County Men's Summer League Division B ( we got a $10 gift certificate, he gets like $48000 a game, no comparison). Well those lasies said it was good thing so whatever but I don't get any play off of that. I look like I should play basketball but I woulnd't even make the JV team at your local Y nowadays.
The last and partially the most akward one I've heard was Andre 3000. Yes Dre from outcast. It was a Chef at my school who was in passing and was like you look like Andre. I was thinking Andre could be the janitor at the school or a man who fixed his car one time but he shooted with Andre 3000 from Outcast. Now I am huge Outcast fan (Aquemni top 10 cds of alltime) but "come on" this nucca couldn't be serious. He probably would have said anything or anybody like "you look like Jamal my neighbor." Note to white folks we all don't look a like. That's why I beleive that a lot of crimes may and can be mistaken identity. Just think If I was in a line up of these guys and one of us decided to rob an old lady and she saw us... She would pick me becuase I got the least amount of money. Let me stop... This nucca can rap and somewhat sing... My album "Future Elevator Music" Drops this Tuesday in my shower. He has a hilarious cartoon show, I watch the boondocks whenever its on. He got with Paula Patton in Idlewild, We won't name drop once again. He has platinum album sales I have about 6 people who read this site and that includes myslef. nUFF sAID.
Now all these dudes probably have many groupies and I might to but they haven't thrown any panties at me in public. They are all rich and famous ( I haven't hit that plateau YET). They all have money, cars, entertain folks, and are recognized worldwide. I have some money, I technically have driven 22 cars since I got my license, and your reading this and laughing so we are even. U be the judge: Who do I really look like but the most important thing for me is who Do I want to be...( that touched your heart and you know it)Now its hard out here for someone who gets comparison to these famous folks but hey, all 4 of us are sucessful in our own right and I have never been compared to Emerill Legassey so Gusess wht I'm going to be the best looking chef and maybe the next comparison to a future inspired blogger. Stay Blessed.
"I've got 3 words for that... Oh Hell Nah..." Cheez
Recipie coming soon.
Monday, December 04, 2006
This is the First Day of the rest of your life....
"Don't watch me, watch tv..." Juelz
Good Evening.... been getting a few complaints since I have no time but I'm going to write as early and as often as I can so be irriatated if you wish.. at least I know I've been missed.
That quote (the title) never made sense to me... It should be unsaid like "It's always in the last place you look" or "there are plenty fish in the sea." The title could go for everyday, I mean isn't the next day always the first day of the rest of your life... or when your looking for something some jack ass always says "it's always in the last place you look." Obviously Eintstein. The latter is the same and comparing women to fish is not the most flattering thing, if you know what I mean even tho some of ya'll can freshin' up. My musk and your musk are 2 different things. If your offendend by that then you stink. Just like when some says hoes or bitches, only hoes are bithces get offended. Or he dresses gay... looks like a duck, walks like a duck, guess what you fly south for the winter, keep it moving pimp and pimpetes don't let words effect your mental or physical for that matter.
So after my mini tirade about those oh so hate quotes I bring you my first day on my new job/venture. Its early but its easy and the day goes by fast. I know their gonna hit me with some hard stuff one day but until that happens lets just. I get there by like 6:00 and I got like janitor keys, I fiddling thru my keys having to unlock erything. Its all turning on ovens and being sanitary and heating food properly. I feel like me being or trying to be a chef is minimal because it's alot of heating up and placing in warmers... well at least the benefits are good and I don't have to be chasing and running all over the place. Got to re read my sanitary manual before somebody gets food poisioning. My assitant cook is this lady named "Tanna" I think. Sound black but shes white as rice in a snowstorm. She's slow as all hell too... My ood temp dropped at one point cause she didn't run my food. Okay you probably like give granny a break but her ass read the job description put a pep in the step. She needs to drink some Ovaltine or whatever they drink. The other ladies I'm extremely worried about they drink soda all day... I kill the water so I don't pass out from heat exhaustion becuase my ovens (my? lol) are at 350 and up all day and there are 8 I'm surrounded by.
They kicked one lady out of a locker and put me in the first locker. I felt flattered but felt like a bully almost casue she had to go to the bottom row (does she read this? no... so f*ck her) Let me stop talking bout people. But foreal...
I was tired but you know I got down so it's nothing to me... Anyways the day was over by 1:30 and I was home to pick up the kid I mentor and we kicked it until I couldn't take him no more. Came home took a power nap and did some ab work. So this is what I will probably do for 5 years so I can collect the pension on ealry retirement. I wear scrubs and I'm the only one who changes because if there's an accident on the side of the road I don't want to be mistaken for a doctor and have to save people. All in all I'm good and I hope you are too... have a good night, day or whatever you do and I'll holla atcha tommorow....
"I'm not a doctor I just play one in a highschool cafeteria..." ib
By the way I'm automatically signed up to the faculty basketball team because I'm 6'5 or something but I might play like dude of the Office and straight suck so I can sit down... The breakfest went up 131 from the last and my manager said it was to me because people called out sick and I had to serve food. I don't even make eye contact with them girls cause clearly that's jail time and R. Kelly is no role model of mine!
Good Evening.... been getting a few complaints since I have no time but I'm going to write as early and as often as I can so be irriatated if you wish.. at least I know I've been missed.
That quote (the title) never made sense to me... It should be unsaid like "It's always in the last place you look" or "there are plenty fish in the sea." The title could go for everyday, I mean isn't the next day always the first day of the rest of your life... or when your looking for something some jack ass always says "it's always in the last place you look." Obviously Eintstein. The latter is the same and comparing women to fish is not the most flattering thing, if you know what I mean even tho some of ya'll can freshin' up. My musk and your musk are 2 different things. If your offendend by that then you stink. Just like when some says hoes or bitches, only hoes are bithces get offended. Or he dresses gay... looks like a duck, walks like a duck, guess what you fly south for the winter, keep it moving pimp and pimpetes don't let words effect your mental or physical for that matter.
So after my mini tirade about those oh so hate quotes I bring you my first day on my new job/venture. Its early but its easy and the day goes by fast. I know their gonna hit me with some hard stuff one day but until that happens lets just. I get there by like 6:00 and I got like janitor keys, I fiddling thru my keys having to unlock erything. Its all turning on ovens and being sanitary and heating food properly. I feel like me being or trying to be a chef is minimal because it's alot of heating up and placing in warmers... well at least the benefits are good and I don't have to be chasing and running all over the place. Got to re read my sanitary manual before somebody gets food poisioning. My assitant cook is this lady named "Tanna" I think. Sound black but shes white as rice in a snowstorm. She's slow as all hell too... My ood temp dropped at one point cause she didn't run my food. Okay you probably like give granny a break but her ass read the job description put a pep in the step. She needs to drink some Ovaltine or whatever they drink. The other ladies I'm extremely worried about they drink soda all day... I kill the water so I don't pass out from heat exhaustion becuase my ovens (my? lol) are at 350 and up all day and there are 8 I'm surrounded by.
They kicked one lady out of a locker and put me in the first locker. I felt flattered but felt like a bully almost casue she had to go to the bottom row (does she read this? no... so f*ck her) Let me stop talking bout people. But foreal...
I was tired but you know I got down so it's nothing to me... Anyways the day was over by 1:30 and I was home to pick up the kid I mentor and we kicked it until I couldn't take him no more. Came home took a power nap and did some ab work. So this is what I will probably do for 5 years so I can collect the pension on ealry retirement. I wear scrubs and I'm the only one who changes because if there's an accident on the side of the road I don't want to be mistaken for a doctor and have to save people. All in all I'm good and I hope you are too... have a good night, day or whatever you do and I'll holla atcha tommorow....
"I'm not a doctor I just play one in a highschool cafeteria..." ib
By the way I'm automatically signed up to the faculty basketball team because I'm 6'5 or something but I might play like dude of the Office and straight suck so I can sit down... The breakfest went up 131 from the last and my manager said it was to me because people called out sick and I had to serve food. I don't even make eye contact with them girls cause clearly that's jail time and R. Kelly is no role model of mine!
Friday, December 01, 2006
Keep it Funky Friday
"Dear Mr. Toilet I am the Sh*t... got these other haters pissed cuz my toilet paper thick..."
This is a time to vent and will do as the theme for Friday... on the radio they got soapbox Wedsneday which serves as a verbal beat down to anything on your mind... so this is where I turn into a internet thug and attack the weeks issues with my own standpoints....
Number 1: People in my class... I could easily blame these people for a bad grade, who complain that they don't want to be there so late... I payed for this class and I believe that if you sign up for something , you always have the option to quit. For instance there were like 5 slides left in the teachers presentation... One side of the class (the old heads) wanted to be done and out of the class... i honestly dislike some of those people because they think cause they know everything. You've been here a lot longer than the rest of us but don't jeopardize my GPA... The new breed (the other side of class) has a lot more enthusiam to be there. I'm in the middle, Ive been school for a year the old heads 1 1/2 and new breeds 6 months or less... I'm in the middle because I know how classes can lag all night long but there might be a certification question that could have me fail.
The verdict: Quit, don't come, You pissing me off and you get on my damn nerves, I'm with the new breed this time because you never know what the test holds, the teacher's defense "Your responisble for everything in the book." That bullshit the book is 450 pages due your job and stop being a lil ole bithc when it comes to making people happy... I could take it to the dean and have your ass yelled at cuz you want to please the people who want to leave and go lay down.
Number 2
Okay you never know anybody's situation but don't complain about a job... when you have 2 or more holla at me. Mofo's be talking bout I took a nap and I'm just real tired... My schedule has no such thing called nap. I try to keep busy or I try to maintain a busy lifestyle. People who don't like there job, or boss, or hours quit.
Verdict: Shut the hell up! plain and simple, We don't believe you, you need more people.
Number 3
People who read this blog, yea you, stop sending emails, there's a comment section, my email is for business and private use only... If you have a question or a PROBLEM with what I say come see me or leave a comment its not the hard, just click comment hit the appropriate marking section and critize away. You cool for coming but computer illiterate for not commenting. I still love you tho.
Verdict: Comment
I wanted to post some other things but the time is not right, I have a lot on my mind but the day will come when you hear them.... Other than that enjoy the weekend cuz I know I will....
" You will be on a future episode of Maury or Cheaters the way your going..." Earl (On somebody else)
"Live today so yesterday will be jealous..." ib
This is a time to vent and will do as the theme for Friday... on the radio they got soapbox Wedsneday which serves as a verbal beat down to anything on your mind... so this is where I turn into a internet thug and attack the weeks issues with my own standpoints....
Number 1: People in my class... I could easily blame these people for a bad grade, who complain that they don't want to be there so late... I payed for this class and I believe that if you sign up for something , you always have the option to quit. For instance there were like 5 slides left in the teachers presentation... One side of the class (the old heads) wanted to be done and out of the class... i honestly dislike some of those people because they think cause they know everything. You've been here a lot longer than the rest of us but don't jeopardize my GPA... The new breed (the other side of class) has a lot more enthusiam to be there. I'm in the middle, Ive been school for a year the old heads 1 1/2 and new breeds 6 months or less... I'm in the middle because I know how classes can lag all night long but there might be a certification question that could have me fail.
The verdict: Quit, don't come, You pissing me off and you get on my damn nerves, I'm with the new breed this time because you never know what the test holds, the teacher's defense "Your responisble for everything in the book." That bullshit the book is 450 pages due your job and stop being a lil ole bithc when it comes to making people happy... I could take it to the dean and have your ass yelled at cuz you want to please the people who want to leave and go lay down.
Number 2
Okay you never know anybody's situation but don't complain about a job... when you have 2 or more holla at me. Mofo's be talking bout I took a nap and I'm just real tired... My schedule has no such thing called nap. I try to keep busy or I try to maintain a busy lifestyle. People who don't like there job, or boss, or hours quit.
Verdict: Shut the hell up! plain and simple, We don't believe you, you need more people.
Number 3
People who read this blog, yea you, stop sending emails, there's a comment section, my email is for business and private use only... If you have a question or a PROBLEM with what I say come see me or leave a comment its not the hard, just click comment hit the appropriate marking section and critize away. You cool for coming but computer illiterate for not commenting. I still love you tho.
Verdict: Comment
I wanted to post some other things but the time is not right, I have a lot on my mind but the day will come when you hear them.... Other than that enjoy the weekend cuz I know I will....
" You will be on a future episode of Maury or Cheaters the way your going..." Earl (On somebody else)
"Live today so yesterday will be jealous..." ib
Thursday, November 30, 2006
Call Me If You Miss Me...
" It's been a long time, shouldn't have left you without some nieces and nephews..." Timbaland
Ambolue (Inside Joke)
Whats up my people!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Uncle Ian feels like an Uncle Tom at a Brady Bunch Convention. Oh my goodness... First my copy of Martin Season One will be arriving as the release date and my new job is gonna be cake. Oh man today was a good day. Woke up and felt like junk... Went by just how I planned. Doctors appointment, pay check, meetings, then my walk thru. I feel like a million dollars... Like dude John Mayer, I wanna run thru the halls of my high school. A nucca is real amped but today ends with a nutriton test that has a whole lot of acrynyms.
So I met the lunch ladies I work with and they were all country like: OHH a Man! like they haven't seen a finer speciman as myself in years... If I play my cards right I won't have to work hard at all... benefits are riddicoulous... They got benifits that even cover your dog. Personally I don't own one but when I do that little nigga is gonna be healthy as a bitch. Or she'll be healthy as a bitch... no pun intended. They all wanted hugs, I guess they think that I know gourmet or something but with their supplies its pizza and cheese burgers daily. The recipie I promise will be up next week so stay posted.
The Prinicipal told me to take my hat off and where's my student ID... I grinned and she said gosh your young... So maybe I could go back an be the star Quaterback again. The school is 2400 student body with 180 faculty about 900 eat so its not that bad... I'm amped I'll be there 6 am Monday Morning so you know I gots to sleep Sunday.... Yo son I feel like swimming in the Brandywine (hell nah, I don't want any pieces of me falling off)... But you know what a nucca mean... Them little 14 yr olds was peeping too... I ain't leaving the kitchen unless a bear ( a 800 lb one) attacks the kitchen cuz you look or bump into one of those little girls you will definatley be talking to officer Moody (on duty state trooper) Other than this I gots nothing... I love ya'll...
" Dear Mr. Toilet this job is the S*it..." Lil Dayne (Remix Version)
Stay Blessed, Holla Atcha Boy!!!!!!!!
Ambolue (Inside Joke)
Whats up my people!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Uncle Ian feels like an Uncle Tom at a Brady Bunch Convention. Oh my goodness... First my copy of Martin Season One will be arriving as the release date and my new job is gonna be cake. Oh man today was a good day. Woke up and felt like junk... Went by just how I planned. Doctors appointment, pay check, meetings, then my walk thru. I feel like a million dollars... Like dude John Mayer, I wanna run thru the halls of my high school. A nucca is real amped but today ends with a nutriton test that has a whole lot of acrynyms.
So I met the lunch ladies I work with and they were all country like: OHH a Man! like they haven't seen a finer speciman as myself in years... If I play my cards right I won't have to work hard at all... benefits are riddicoulous... They got benifits that even cover your dog. Personally I don't own one but when I do that little nigga is gonna be healthy as a bitch. Or she'll be healthy as a bitch... no pun intended. They all wanted hugs, I guess they think that I know gourmet or something but with their supplies its pizza and cheese burgers daily. The recipie I promise will be up next week so stay posted.
The Prinicipal told me to take my hat off and where's my student ID... I grinned and she said gosh your young... So maybe I could go back an be the star Quaterback again. The school is 2400 student body with 180 faculty about 900 eat so its not that bad... I'm amped I'll be there 6 am Monday Morning so you know I gots to sleep Sunday.... Yo son I feel like swimming in the Brandywine (hell nah, I don't want any pieces of me falling off)... But you know what a nucca mean... Them little 14 yr olds was peeping too... I ain't leaving the kitchen unless a bear ( a 800 lb one) attacks the kitchen cuz you look or bump into one of those little girls you will definatley be talking to officer Moody (on duty state trooper) Other than this I gots nothing... I love ya'll...
" Dear Mr. Toilet this job is the S*it..." Lil Dayne (Remix Version)
Stay Blessed, Holla Atcha Boy!!!!!!!!
Monday, November 27, 2006
You Should Really Stop Doing That...
"If you see the look in my eyes, you see I be a gangsta till I die" 50
Hope your holiday was good... mine was great, I'm riding cloud nine, I guess with all that's going well for. Hope it keeps up like this to bring me into the new year. Cuz last years new years was me owing my former housing complex $700. F*ck it. Today had me preparing for a new job and planning the coming weeks ahead, so I don't get caught up or fall behind. I drove a hour away to get fingerprinted. They got this digital screen that reads all the stuff r ight there, I was fascinated by the technology. I wonder if a alarm goes off, if somebody who commits a crime comes in. What if it did, It probably be like some N*gga Alarm. All the walls would drop and like 30 cops would run up on you with billy clubs.
Well thats not my story. My point is this epidemic that we black folk call "dancing". Now I've participated in this coonery for far to long. I'm going back to the two step because its simple and goes to any music. My first one I have a problem with is the infamous Jim Jones "ballin" jump shot. Its not in the video and I didn't see it until I went to a party at DelState a few months ago. Ya'll know what I'm talking bout... Now everybody is doing it... The New York Giants do it after a celebration (that was cool) the kid I mentor does it when he proves a point (okay, a little much) the old black lady in the supermarket today (wait a minute). I was shocked, I almost peeed my pants (not really, it was funny as hell tho). Not only did she not have all her teeth... She had on FUBU. Next thing you know they gonna be doing it in church.
You Know they will, I saw a girl poppin her back in church one night... its cool because we all knew her ass was at the "porty" last night. Yea I said 'porty'. I saw one dude doing the pop lock for Jesus this one time it was crazy. I'm so serious.... I've seen the running man, the heel toe, the "Tabernacle Shake" (Harlem), even the Motorcycle. Next up Chicken Noodle Soup with some grape juice and a craker on the side? That lady made my day... She said something to this younger looking girl and was like "ballin". I went thru the stages of Shock, Laughter, then Denial. The Shock part was like that did that just happen moment, then the damn that was kind of funny, and Like wait a minute I was doing that at homecoming. BET favors this connerism. They show all that junk all day and then be like stop the violence.
Another thing that bothers me is the grill epedemic. I took my Menttee to the flea market ( he wanted some BAPE gear, I know its fake but when you young it doesn't matter til the kid at school say something slick then you at recess fighting for your mama's attitutde for saving and you get suspended because your Nikes really were Sikes and the punk bully aint got a toothbrush to get the yellow crayon he was chewing off his teeth... flashback moment sorry). So I was browsing and I peeped a jacket that I would wear but what caught my eye was the grill shop. It was a little Chinese lady: my first thought was, she ain't got no DDS, my second was wear in the hell do you get fitted.... Supposedely I'm a herb, my menttee explained to me that you can pop those in. F*ck if I knew. Why would I do that tho? how many folk done tried these on? Thats nasty. Then it was the WTF moment. I saw a red neck, then a Mexican, then a 3 yr girl (you know she was black) on they wall of fame. I nearly pissed my pants again but I didn't I held my laughter into but I slipped a "oh hell nah" in there. Now I wanted one like a summer ago but one I wanted a real one and two I wanted to be done by Paul Wall or something not Chan Li's Grandma (I went to school with a Chan, so don't trip and call anybody). We need to stop all this mess.
If I ever catch my litttle sister with a grill I'll shake the coon out of her faster than a Mexican running thru a open gate in Texas. I have no problem with grown folk wearing them but don't put em in yo' baby "mouf". I think some women, I said some now, look better with em... it covers deformities. So on that note we ne need to stop this mess and get control. I am never against a good time but watch your grandmas and lil cousins.
Holla
"Yo her breath was smelling like hot garbage set on fire and then she licked some dog poop..." Big Mike
RIP to the Guy Who was Killed before his Wedding up in NY... My condolences in the air to his family.
Hope your holiday was good... mine was great, I'm riding cloud nine, I guess with all that's going well for. Hope it keeps up like this to bring me into the new year. Cuz last years new years was me owing my former housing complex $700. F*ck it. Today had me preparing for a new job and planning the coming weeks ahead, so I don't get caught up or fall behind. I drove a hour away to get fingerprinted. They got this digital screen that reads all the stuff r ight there, I was fascinated by the technology. I wonder if a alarm goes off, if somebody who commits a crime comes in. What if it did, It probably be like some N*gga Alarm. All the walls would drop and like 30 cops would run up on you with billy clubs.
Well thats not my story. My point is this epidemic that we black folk call "dancing". Now I've participated in this coonery for far to long. I'm going back to the two step because its simple and goes to any music. My first one I have a problem with is the infamous Jim Jones "ballin" jump shot. Its not in the video and I didn't see it until I went to a party at DelState a few months ago. Ya'll know what I'm talking bout... Now everybody is doing it... The New York Giants do it after a celebration (that was cool) the kid I mentor does it when he proves a point (okay, a little much) the old black lady in the supermarket today (wait a minute). I was shocked, I almost peeed my pants (not really, it was funny as hell tho). Not only did she not have all her teeth... She had on FUBU. Next thing you know they gonna be doing it in church.
You Know they will, I saw a girl poppin her back in church one night... its cool because we all knew her ass was at the "porty" last night. Yea I said 'porty'. I saw one dude doing the pop lock for Jesus this one time it was crazy. I'm so serious.... I've seen the running man, the heel toe, the "Tabernacle Shake" (Harlem), even the Motorcycle. Next up Chicken Noodle Soup with some grape juice and a craker on the side? That lady made my day... She said something to this younger looking girl and was like "ballin". I went thru the stages of Shock, Laughter, then Denial. The Shock part was like that did that just happen moment, then the damn that was kind of funny, and Like wait a minute I was doing that at homecoming. BET favors this connerism. They show all that junk all day and then be like stop the violence.
Another thing that bothers me is the grill epedemic. I took my Menttee to the flea market ( he wanted some BAPE gear, I know its fake but when you young it doesn't matter til the kid at school say something slick then you at recess fighting for your mama's attitutde for saving and you get suspended because your Nikes really were Sikes and the punk bully aint got a toothbrush to get the yellow crayon he was chewing off his teeth... flashback moment sorry). So I was browsing and I peeped a jacket that I would wear but what caught my eye was the grill shop. It was a little Chinese lady: my first thought was, she ain't got no DDS, my second was wear in the hell do you get fitted.... Supposedely I'm a herb, my menttee explained to me that you can pop those in. F*ck if I knew. Why would I do that tho? how many folk done tried these on? Thats nasty. Then it was the WTF moment. I saw a red neck, then a Mexican, then a 3 yr girl (you know she was black) on they wall of fame. I nearly pissed my pants again but I didn't I held my laughter into but I slipped a "oh hell nah" in there. Now I wanted one like a summer ago but one I wanted a real one and two I wanted to be done by Paul Wall or something not Chan Li's Grandma (I went to school with a Chan, so don't trip and call anybody). We need to stop all this mess.
If I ever catch my litttle sister with a grill I'll shake the coon out of her faster than a Mexican running thru a open gate in Texas. I have no problem with grown folk wearing them but don't put em in yo' baby "mouf". I think some women, I said some now, look better with em... it covers deformities. So on that note we ne need to stop this mess and get control. I am never against a good time but watch your grandmas and lil cousins.
Holla
"Yo her breath was smelling like hot garbage set on fire and then she licked some dog poop..." Big Mike
RIP to the Guy Who was Killed before his Wedding up in NY... My condolences in the air to his family.
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