...but i'll let u preview what I'm working on
Thursday, September 21, 2006
Monday, September 18, 2006
"leave niggas paranoid
if not paralyzed
which means...
u can't walk in my shoes
too much green
u can't talk in my hue"
(c) hov...ya boy is back!!!! lol
damn, i know my blog fam has given up on me. but check this...even the prodigal son came home...and guess who's back...not just hov but ya girl!!!!
I'm taking a breather from makin the paper to writing a paper of purpose. haha.."pardon me, I had to laugh at that" (c) h ta da o-v
sorry for the jay references, but i'm gearin up for his new ish.
well let's see what's been making headlines in my daily chronicle of life:
oh my a.c. is fixed...so company, you are invited. if ya'll saw spike's "when the levee's broke" do you recall a scene where they talked about how hot is was in da n.o.?
:::shout out to phyllis, ya repped for us...4 real:::
well some things ain't changed...heat & humidity is one of them...it was hot as hell in my house...and i spent a week like that
i wanna go back to n.y.
i thought i hearted chicago...but ny wins. i think we trying to go back in december for a mini winter vacation. i also heart snow.
damn, who ain't on my space.
awww shit naw. the jean grae/roots concert is friday...finally a okayplayer concert in da n.o.
oh wait, that was india arie...well finally a hiphop okayplayer concert in da n.o.
i got this shirt made today...it has a xtra dopeness label on it...wait, let me take a pic of it
hold on, okay?
okay, here we go.
so I'm stealing someone's signal and it's gettin a lil weak now...so i'm bout to peace out...oh u trying to play me from stealing a lil internet...well look, it was high speed internet or hbo.
the wire was real good last night
"what more can i sayyyyy" ::drops mic and heads to da shower::
if not paralyzed
which means...
u can't walk in my shoes
too much green
u can't talk in my hue"
(c) hov...ya boy is back!!!! lol
damn, i know my blog fam has given up on me. but check this...even the prodigal son came home...and guess who's back...not just hov but ya girl!!!!
I'm taking a breather from makin the paper to writing a paper of purpose. haha.."pardon me, I had to laugh at that" (c) h ta da o-v
sorry for the jay references, but i'm gearin up for his new ish.
well let's see what's been making headlines in my daily chronicle of life:
oh my a.c. is fixed...so company, you are invited. if ya'll saw spike's "when the levee's broke" do you recall a scene where they talked about how hot is was in da n.o.?
:::shout out to phyllis, ya repped for us...4 real:::
well some things ain't changed...heat & humidity is one of them...it was hot as hell in my house...and i spent a week like that
i wanna go back to n.y.
i thought i hearted chicago...but ny wins. i think we trying to go back in december for a mini winter vacation. i also heart snow.
damn, who ain't on my space.
awww shit naw. the jean grae/roots concert is friday...finally a okayplayer concert in da n.o.
oh wait, that was india arie...well finally a hiphop okayplayer concert in da n.o.
i got this shirt made today...it has a xtra dopeness label on it...wait, let me take a pic of it
hold on, okay?
okay, here we go.
so I'm stealing someone's signal and it's gettin a lil weak now...so i'm bout to peace out...oh u trying to play me from stealing a lil internet...well look, it was high speed internet or hbo.
the wire was real good last night
"what more can i sayyyyy" ::drops mic and heads to da shower::
Friday, September 15, 2006
since i don't blog no mo...here's where u can peep me next...
Saturday Night
Hookah Cafe
be there
or be the square
that looks awkward
in a group of
Circles
Hookah Cafe
be there
or be the square
that looks awkward
in a group of
Circles
Tuesday, September 05, 2006
Saturday, August 26, 2006
Part I
Damn, almost a year since my life has taken a turn in a direction, I never imagined possible...but isn't that life? Not in a sarcastic way, but on the real.
Drawing closer to the 1 year aftermath of Katrina, broken levees, and an effed up government response, I would like to take this time to remember.
August 23, 2005
Graduation, two weeks in Puerto Rico, a new job, free time…now this is the life!!!!! I still need to pass by UNO to get some paperwork and maybe pass by Rachel’s office to holla at her; I’ll just leave work early today and handle all of this.
Damn, I forgot to call Marissa to see how she made out on her first day at FAMU. “Girl, ya’ll better watch out. I heard they have a hurricane that’s suppose to hit Florida…and you thought you were running away from evacuating, lol…oh there’s Rachel, let me call u back”
August 26, 2005
“So the anniversary reception and Vicki’s baby shower is this weekend. I just need to get one last gift and I’m straight. Ma, I’ma stay at your house this weekend. Hey, what’s up with that hurricane, now they saying it might come our way. Do you wanna evacuate? Aright then, I’ma be by your house tomorrow.”
August 27, 2005
Why is my cell phone acting up? I have to call people 7 times before it goes through. Well the anniversary party is rescheduled because of the hurricane, but I don’t know many people who are evacuating. Man, I really feel like some BBQ shrimp. I’ma go to Cheesecake Bistro ya’ll want anything.
No really, what the hell is wrong with my phone? I get to “the bistro” and I’m mean mugging this girl but I don’t know why. Oh shit!!! That’s the girl Common pulled on stage at the concert…yeah I’m hating but so what…
I get back to moms house and take a nap that turns into my mom waking me up in the morning with a frantic “Go get your grandma cause we leaving”
August 28, 2005
I think of passing by my apartment but I already over packed for the night I spent at my mom’s house; plus I knew we wouldn’t be gone that long. Before picking up my grandma I went to the gas station to fill up my tank. The gas station was more crowded than the parking lot after the club. It took forever to get to a pump and when I did it took 20 minutes to fill the tank, because of how slow the gas was pumping. On the opposite gas tank from mines was this real thugged out dude…gold teeth, blunt in his ear, wife beater, g-nikes…u know. We began talking bout the whole situation and he said, “this gonna be the big one. You know how I know? (Closes his eyes while inhaling then exhaling slowly) Cause you can smell it in the air” I chuckled cause I know he was dead serious, he chuckled cause he knew I thought he was loaded. As my pump finally finished I threw up the deuce and told him to be careful.
Grandma was already ready, she had a little bag of clothes and her little safe box. We made it back to my mom’s house and her ex-husband was there and said he was gonna follow us. We loaded up her truck and I parked my car on the sidewalk by her house…but it never floods over there so my car would be safe.
We decided to go east because EVERYONE was going to Houston. The phones were still acting up but you could still call and receive calls after a couple of tries. Conversations usually went “Oh, ya’ll decided to leave too huh? Yeah, once my mom saw how big it was she was ready to go. Naw, we probably be back on Tuesday, after it passes”
The traffic was okay and the weather was real nice. We drove with the window down most of the time. Wow, people are taking all their pets with them, cages were on the back of every other truck. Damn, we’ve been driving for 9 hours…are we there yet?
At every gas stop, gas seemed to double in price…but those were the stations that had gas available. We made it to Montgomery, and that was cool cause they had some Civil Rights spots I wanted to see. But there was no room at the inn. We used a phone book to call other hotels and they were all booked up, so we had to keep driving.
I don’t remember what time it was but we made it to Lagrange, GA, and were able to get some rooms. After confirming that my cousins had finally made it to Houston I took a shower and headed straight for the bed.
August 29, 2005
Not even worrying about the storm I made it to the lobby for a continental breakfast and a daily check of my emails.
A blank draws as I can’t remember anything that happened during this time and hearing that the levees had breeched.
August 30, 2005
Nothing prepared me for what was to come next. I turn on the television to find still pictures of New Orleans flooding. I didn’t think for a moment that my apartment was flooded, after all, stuff like that happens to other people…not me.
Still pictures turned into live coverage. It was all surreal. The images of New Orleans were identical with Iraq. People stranded. Streets in which I grew up on were unfamiliar. That wasn’t my city on this broadcast. A mix of emotions ran throughout my head.
I took my laptop and went to the lobby to find whatever I could find on the internet. Thousands of pictures weren’t enough to convince me that this had happened to New Orleans.
I then saw one picture that made the nightmare a reality. My apartment was behind a strip mall and on the corner was a Shell station. All I could see of that station was the top of the shell that stood about 15 feet high. I cried. I knew that I could no longer deny that Katrina had no direct impact on my life. Looking back on it, it was so selfish of me to cry tears over materialistic losses when I still had my life.
The days after this were chaotic. Calls to cell phones with Louisiana numbers were almost impossible to reach. We began to hear news of looting, murder, rape…basically hell on earth in New Orleans. It wasn’t uncommon to see someone walking in a daze…everything was uncertain.
September 2, 2005
It’s time to go where family is and that’s Houston. All major parts of I-10 east and west were closed so we took every back road from Lagrange, GA to Houston, TX. I saw watermelon patches and cotton fields, which made me a little uneasy because it was almost dark.
September 3, 2005
It took us two days to get to Houston and yet this would only be the beginning of our journey.
Drawing closer to the 1 year aftermath of Katrina, broken levees, and an effed up government response, I would like to take this time to remember.
August 23, 2005
Graduation, two weeks in Puerto Rico, a new job, free time…now this is the life!!!!! I still need to pass by UNO to get some paperwork and maybe pass by Rachel’s office to holla at her; I’ll just leave work early today and handle all of this.
Damn, I forgot to call Marissa to see how she made out on her first day at FAMU. “Girl, ya’ll better watch out. I heard they have a hurricane that’s suppose to hit Florida…and you thought you were running away from evacuating, lol…oh there’s Rachel, let me call u back”
August 26, 2005
“So the anniversary reception and Vicki’s baby shower is this weekend. I just need to get one last gift and I’m straight. Ma, I’ma stay at your house this weekend. Hey, what’s up with that hurricane, now they saying it might come our way. Do you wanna evacuate? Aright then, I’ma be by your house tomorrow.”
August 27, 2005
Why is my cell phone acting up? I have to call people 7 times before it goes through. Well the anniversary party is rescheduled because of the hurricane, but I don’t know many people who are evacuating. Man, I really feel like some BBQ shrimp. I’ma go to Cheesecake Bistro ya’ll want anything.
No really, what the hell is wrong with my phone? I get to “the bistro” and I’m mean mugging this girl but I don’t know why. Oh shit!!! That’s the girl Common pulled on stage at the concert…yeah I’m hating but so what…
I get back to moms house and take a nap that turns into my mom waking me up in the morning with a frantic “Go get your grandma cause we leaving”
August 28, 2005
I think of passing by my apartment but I already over packed for the night I spent at my mom’s house; plus I knew we wouldn’t be gone that long. Before picking up my grandma I went to the gas station to fill up my tank. The gas station was more crowded than the parking lot after the club. It took forever to get to a pump and when I did it took 20 minutes to fill the tank, because of how slow the gas was pumping. On the opposite gas tank from mines was this real thugged out dude…gold teeth, blunt in his ear, wife beater, g-nikes…u know. We began talking bout the whole situation and he said, “this gonna be the big one. You know how I know? (Closes his eyes while inhaling then exhaling slowly) Cause you can smell it in the air” I chuckled cause I know he was dead serious, he chuckled cause he knew I thought he was loaded. As my pump finally finished I threw up the deuce and told him to be careful.
Grandma was already ready, she had a little bag of clothes and her little safe box. We made it back to my mom’s house and her ex-husband was there and said he was gonna follow us. We loaded up her truck and I parked my car on the sidewalk by her house…but it never floods over there so my car would be safe.
We decided to go east because EVERYONE was going to Houston. The phones were still acting up but you could still call and receive calls after a couple of tries. Conversations usually went “Oh, ya’ll decided to leave too huh? Yeah, once my mom saw how big it was she was ready to go. Naw, we probably be back on Tuesday, after it passes”
The traffic was okay and the weather was real nice. We drove with the window down most of the time. Wow, people are taking all their pets with them, cages were on the back of every other truck. Damn, we’ve been driving for 9 hours…are we there yet?
At every gas stop, gas seemed to double in price…but those were the stations that had gas available. We made it to Montgomery, and that was cool cause they had some Civil Rights spots I wanted to see. But there was no room at the inn. We used a phone book to call other hotels and they were all booked up, so we had to keep driving.
I don’t remember what time it was but we made it to Lagrange, GA, and were able to get some rooms. After confirming that my cousins had finally made it to Houston I took a shower and headed straight for the bed.
August 29, 2005
Not even worrying about the storm I made it to the lobby for a continental breakfast and a daily check of my emails.
A blank draws as I can’t remember anything that happened during this time and hearing that the levees had breeched.
August 30, 2005
Nothing prepared me for what was to come next. I turn on the television to find still pictures of New Orleans flooding. I didn’t think for a moment that my apartment was flooded, after all, stuff like that happens to other people…not me.
Still pictures turned into live coverage. It was all surreal. The images of New Orleans were identical with Iraq. People stranded. Streets in which I grew up on were unfamiliar. That wasn’t my city on this broadcast. A mix of emotions ran throughout my head.
I took my laptop and went to the lobby to find whatever I could find on the internet. Thousands of pictures weren’t enough to convince me that this had happened to New Orleans.
I then saw one picture that made the nightmare a reality. My apartment was behind a strip mall and on the corner was a Shell station. All I could see of that station was the top of the shell that stood about 15 feet high. I cried. I knew that I could no longer deny that Katrina had no direct impact on my life. Looking back on it, it was so selfish of me to cry tears over materialistic losses when I still had my life.
The days after this were chaotic. Calls to cell phones with Louisiana numbers were almost impossible to reach. We began to hear news of looting, murder, rape…basically hell on earth in New Orleans. It wasn’t uncommon to see someone walking in a daze…everything was uncertain.
September 2, 2005
It’s time to go where family is and that’s Houston. All major parts of I-10 east and west were closed so we took every back road from Lagrange, GA to Houston, TX. I saw watermelon patches and cotton fields, which made me a little uneasy because it was almost dark.
September 3, 2005
It took us two days to get to Houston and yet this would only be the beginning of our journey.
Wednesday, August 23, 2006
stop trying to understand and just help
Being Black in America is a unique experience
Your vantage point doesn't allow you the capacity to comprehend this
In other words:
Don’t start off any sentence with "as a black person in new Orleans, la, usa, do u think/feel...?" etc
Fuck yeah racism exists...how dare u mutter that question to me
Yeah I blame the gov't (local, state, federal) for the thousands of deaths of Katrina (invincible as corps built damn near invisible levees)
and no Katrina didn't play the race card, but due to shit like redlining, residential segregation and other forms of institutionalized racism, Blacks and the poor (who just so happened to be majority Black) in New Orleans were inevitability handed the short end of the stick.
Your vantage point doesn't allow you the capacity to comprehend this
In other words:
Don’t start off any sentence with "as a black person in new Orleans, la, usa, do u think/feel...?" etc
Fuck yeah racism exists...how dare u mutter that question to me
Yeah I blame the gov't (local, state, federal) for the thousands of deaths of Katrina (invincible as corps built damn near invisible levees)
and no Katrina didn't play the race card, but due to shit like redlining, residential segregation and other forms of institutionalized racism, Blacks and the poor (who just so happened to be majority Black) in New Orleans were inevitability handed the short end of the stick.
Friday, August 18, 2006
Dang, i love this joint
Good morning silence
Good morning to myself
Good morning to the pain in the center of my chest
It's crazy how much I miss
a simple good morning kiss
Good morning independence or is it loneliness?
I know I said I wanted this but I have regrets
I pray for God's will to be done
The very next day you were gone
Good morning to the harsh realities of life
and good morning to the fact we're not husband and wife
We made a promise to stay
But destiny got in the way
Good morning acceptance
Good morning inner strength
I'm loving every moment
even the strain
It's crazy how much I miss
a simple good morning kiss
It's crazy how much I've missed
Now it's time for me to live
Good morning optimism
Good morning to my faith
Good morning to the beginning of a brand new day
I know that God's will be done
So I lay down my pain and I'm moving on
I know that God's will be done.
So it's a good morning after all
Good morning to myself
Good morning to the pain in the center of my chest
It's crazy how much I miss
a simple good morning kiss
Good morning independence or is it loneliness?
I know I said I wanted this but I have regrets
I pray for God's will to be done
The very next day you were gone
Good morning to the harsh realities of life
and good morning to the fact we're not husband and wife
We made a promise to stay
But destiny got in the way
Good morning acceptance
Good morning inner strength
I'm loving every moment
even the strain
It's crazy how much I miss
a simple good morning kiss
It's crazy how much I've missed
Now it's time for me to live
Good morning optimism
Good morning to my faith
Good morning to the beginning of a brand new day
I know that God's will be done
So I lay down my pain and I'm moving on
I know that God's will be done.
So it's a good morning after all
Tuesday, August 15, 2006
memoirs of a-lisa lmao
damn I just wrote a whole blog and I did something to make it disappear...sort of a blog copperfield.
well, i'm back from nyc and that was my best trip in a minute. a few thoughts of my trip
-public transportation is a beast!!!! and the subways rock!!! I was all, "ima catch the shuttle from grand central to times square and catch the 1 downtown" lmao cause you couldn't catch me on rita (rta) in New Orleans, but with gas prices at $3.43 (my gosh what a humbling experience, an i'm complaining about $2.87 ::smirk::) I’d be a train hopper too.
-New Yorkers are sooo cool. Everyone we met was ridiculously cool. Shot out to Muhammad...thanks for entertaining us between our missed taxis, wrong taxis and just plain getting lost...and I know u made us miss one of them on purpose.
-everybody in new york is a hustla.
period.
-gosh the weather was great this weekend!!!!
-times square and china town remind me of new orleans...no really!!!
After a night of dinner with my coworkers I decided to walk to my hotel instead of catching a cab. I decided to take 5th ave to 42nd and then just walk down to 2nd...lol I think im sooo cool!!! I forgot that rockefeller center was on 5th so I made a detour to peep the nbc studios and a tour of the building. While taking pics this security guard asks me if I got some good pics. Now i'm not even gonna lie but dude caught me off guard so I was all "naw" cause I did't know him like that. So then he asked me where I was from, and I told him new orleans. He told me that was interesting and that he was taking a break and wanted to talk to me. I was put off by him just by the fact that I didn't know him, I was by myself and it was kinda late. So I was all, "naw that's alright, I need to make it home" In between those words I think something was lost in translation. I walked away and he followed me yelling for me to hold on. I stopped and he told me he was from Africa, and he was a student at Columbia pursuing a masters in International studies and when I told him I was from new orleans he connected that with katrina and wanted to talk to me about that. but then he went on and told me that it was okay that I didn't want to talk to him, he attributed it to my assimilation to american individualistic culture. He told me that although I might not have wanted to talk to him about this he still had to pursue it and because I didn't help, that gave way for him to ask somebody else. I stood and listened and mentally agreed with what dude was saying, but it was late and I was by myself and still had a lil ways to go before I got home.
Sorry
while out yesterday I forgot to put sunscreen lotion on...or maybe I didn't bring it with me because I could only pack the essentials since I had to put my carry on items in with my luggage...so to make a long story short im a lil sunburned. uhhh it sucks cause my bottom lip is a lil burnt too...ughhhh gross
im sure more things happened on my trip but im just to tired to think, YES!!!! I feel sleep coming on.
holla at ya'll later
here are some pics
Elisa and Billie Sings da Blues
Jessica is an ass
So....u just glue it in??
You can either walk this way and get my cheesecake, or walk THAT WAY and go home...lmao at da band
"linen shorts so my balls don't get hot" lol
well, i'm back from nyc and that was my best trip in a minute. a few thoughts of my trip
-public transportation is a beast!!!! and the subways rock!!! I was all, "ima catch the shuttle from grand central to times square and catch the 1 downtown" lmao cause you couldn't catch me on rita (rta) in New Orleans, but with gas prices at $3.43 (my gosh what a humbling experience, an i'm complaining about $2.87 ::smirk::) I’d be a train hopper too.
-New Yorkers are sooo cool. Everyone we met was ridiculously cool. Shot out to Muhammad...thanks for entertaining us between our missed taxis, wrong taxis and just plain getting lost...and I know u made us miss one of them on purpose.
-everybody in new york is a hustla.
period.
-gosh the weather was great this weekend!!!!
-times square and china town remind me of new orleans...no really!!!
After a night of dinner with my coworkers I decided to walk to my hotel instead of catching a cab. I decided to take 5th ave to 42nd and then just walk down to 2nd...lol I think im sooo cool!!! I forgot that rockefeller center was on 5th so I made a detour to peep the nbc studios and a tour of the building. While taking pics this security guard asks me if I got some good pics. Now i'm not even gonna lie but dude caught me off guard so I was all "naw" cause I did't know him like that. So then he asked me where I was from, and I told him new orleans. He told me that was interesting and that he was taking a break and wanted to talk to me. I was put off by him just by the fact that I didn't know him, I was by myself and it was kinda late. So I was all, "naw that's alright, I need to make it home" In between those words I think something was lost in translation. I walked away and he followed me yelling for me to hold on. I stopped and he told me he was from Africa, and he was a student at Columbia pursuing a masters in International studies and when I told him I was from new orleans he connected that with katrina and wanted to talk to me about that. but then he went on and told me that it was okay that I didn't want to talk to him, he attributed it to my assimilation to american individualistic culture. He told me that although I might not have wanted to talk to him about this he still had to pursue it and because I didn't help, that gave way for him to ask somebody else. I stood and listened and mentally agreed with what dude was saying, but it was late and I was by myself and still had a lil ways to go before I got home.
Sorry
while out yesterday I forgot to put sunscreen lotion on...or maybe I didn't bring it with me because I could only pack the essentials since I had to put my carry on items in with my luggage...so to make a long story short im a lil sunburned. uhhh it sucks cause my bottom lip is a lil burnt too...ughhhh gross
im sure more things happened on my trip but im just to tired to think, YES!!!! I feel sleep coming on.
holla at ya'll later
here are some pics
Elisa and Billie Sings da Blues
Jessica is an ass
So....u just glue it in??
You can either walk this way and get my cheesecake, or walk THAT WAY and go home...lmao at da band
"linen shorts so my balls don't get hot" lol
Wednesday, August 09, 2006
damn all my tazo is gone ;-(
Wow, India.Arie is the ish!!!!!! She had a concert at the hob on Monday. Other than standing on my feet for a mere 5 hours....it was great!!!!
No for real that girl is soooo dope. I swear she sang every song she's ever recorded. You ever had that song, that you never really listened to on the cd, but after seeing the artist perform it live, the next day that's your favorite song? Ex. Jill Scott "Not Like Crazy" & “no umbrella, no jacket…just warm”…nasty Jill, Common "Be" (well not really but i understood "we got arms but won't reach for the sky" better). India has done this in "I Choose"...the girl said "I even had a talk with my mama and I told her the day I'm grown" LMAO, but on the real the whole song is dope.
let's see...
i'm leaving for nyc friday and i haven't unpacked from 4th of july weekend nor this past weekend...how bout i choose to get my home life organized.
my lil cuz is leavin me "a quick pumper" LMAO cause i know u readin this
my other lil big cuz is coming back
by the way moving sucks...in the words of denzel in out of time "I WISH I HAD MORE TIME!!!!"
24 hours in a day doesn't seem long enough anymore. I remember the days where I could and would waste the time away doing absolutely
nothing.
those days were called high school...and some of college.
I wish i could go back to a time less complicated...naw, i really don't
I heart dvr, although i think it will play a part in my demise.
how come every season of celebrity fit club has a cast member from The Sopranos? hahahaha big pussy
This weekend i heard someone say that teaching is becoming a job for the unemployable.
I kinda agree with this. Before Katrina, Louisiana took over 13 schools in New Orleans because they were “failing schools”. School in Orleans parish started Monday, only a handful of these state charter schools were able to reopen. Classes are full, certified teachers are scarce...uncertified teachers need jobs...Alas the cycle of a failing school system is almost in tact again...pretty soon we will have our pipeline to prison and the hospitality industry (i.e. housekeeping & janitorial staff) back in order, as if Katrina never took place.
and im out
No for real that girl is soooo dope. I swear she sang every song she's ever recorded. You ever had that song, that you never really listened to on the cd, but after seeing the artist perform it live, the next day that's your favorite song? Ex. Jill Scott "Not Like Crazy" & “no umbrella, no jacket…just warm”…nasty Jill, Common "Be" (well not really but i understood "we got arms but won't reach for the sky" better). India has done this in "I Choose"...the girl said "I even had a talk with my mama and I told her the day I'm grown" LMAO, but on the real the whole song is dope.
let's see...
i'm leaving for nyc friday and i haven't unpacked from 4th of july weekend nor this past weekend...how bout i choose to get my home life organized.
my lil cuz is leavin me "a quick pumper" LMAO cause i know u readin this
my other lil big cuz is coming back
by the way moving sucks...in the words of denzel in out of time "I WISH I HAD MORE TIME!!!!"
24 hours in a day doesn't seem long enough anymore. I remember the days where I could and would waste the time away doing absolutely
nothing.
those days were called high school...and some of college.
I wish i could go back to a time less complicated...naw, i really don't
I heart dvr, although i think it will play a part in my demise.
how come every season of celebrity fit club has a cast member from The Sopranos? hahahaha big pussy
This weekend i heard someone say that teaching is becoming a job for the unemployable.
I kinda agree with this. Before Katrina, Louisiana took over 13 schools in New Orleans because they were “failing schools”. School in Orleans parish started Monday, only a handful of these state charter schools were able to reopen. Classes are full, certified teachers are scarce...uncertified teachers need jobs...Alas the cycle of a failing school system is almost in tact again...pretty soon we will have our pipeline to prison and the hospitality industry (i.e. housekeeping & janitorial staff) back in order, as if Katrina never took place.
and im out
Saturday, August 05, 2006
on da road again
Hell ta da yes!!!! So I came out to houston cause my moms needed someone to ride with her and I was able to get an appointment with my/ana's hairdresser...Jennifer @ Bushwacker Aveda hair salon is the shizznit!!!! please believe!!!!!! that girl is really the ish!!!! I’ve only said this about one other stylist in my entire life!!!
Anyways so the ride...I HATE TRAFFIC and of course...there was traffic!!!!
ok...for the real reason I am writing this blog...It is TAX FREE weekend in houston!!!!! I don't know if this is all over...nor do I care. but I got some hella deals today!!!! no mo "community" ana...lo siento...por mi y tu. :::insert sad emoticons if I knew how:::
after some retail therapy I went to my favorite stylist and it was mad drama fo ya mama in the shop today...no need to go into detail but punks are a fool (no disrespect and all)
India arie is Monday!!!!! ana r u listening, cause I got the songs down from video to I am not my hair...plus some soundtrack hits in between...na beat that!
hey are people in are around the new york area interested in seeing oliver stone's new movie? just wondering
I am.
damn so much is coming up...did I tell u the roots and JEan Grae are gonna be in new orleans??? probably so. oh and i hate ticketmaster...by any means, always purchase ur tickets from the actual venue if you can cause them fools add on soooooo many additional charges til it aint even funny...no fo real
anybody gonna go to spike lee's joint "when the levees broke"
I'll be at the showing in new orleans...hope to see ya'll there
damn i can't believe i'm leaving for nyc friday. that means i wont be packin until friday morning, damn i still haven't unpacked from the 4th of july weekend...don't believe me???? check my suitcase in the living room...lol, told ya!!!!
Anyways so the ride...I HATE TRAFFIC and of course...there was traffic!!!!
ok...for the real reason I am writing this blog...It is TAX FREE weekend in houston!!!!! I don't know if this is all over...nor do I care. but I got some hella deals today!!!! no mo "community" ana...lo siento...por mi y tu. :::insert sad emoticons if I knew how:::
after some retail therapy I went to my favorite stylist and it was mad drama fo ya mama in the shop today...no need to go into detail but punks are a fool (no disrespect and all)
India arie is Monday!!!!! ana r u listening, cause I got the songs down from video to I am not my hair...plus some soundtrack hits in between...na beat that!
hey are people in are around the new york area interested in seeing oliver stone's new movie? just wondering
I am.
damn so much is coming up...did I tell u the roots and JEan Grae are gonna be in new orleans??? probably so. oh and i hate ticketmaster...by any means, always purchase ur tickets from the actual venue if you can cause them fools add on soooooo many additional charges til it aint even funny...no fo real
anybody gonna go to spike lee's joint "when the levees broke"
I'll be at the showing in new orleans...hope to see ya'll there
damn i can't believe i'm leaving for nyc friday. that means i wont be packin until friday morning, damn i still haven't unpacked from the 4th of july weekend...don't believe me???? check my suitcase in the living room...lol, told ya!!!!
Thursday, August 03, 2006
FINALLY!!!!!!!
A dope okayplayer concert is comin ta da N.O...sorry India, No disrespect but I haven't been to a decent hiphop concert in New Orleans since Common at the HOB pre-katrina
WHHEEEWWWW the roots and ... jean grae...in case ya'll aint know she's one of my favorite mc's
effin rite
so what's new...i think i absolutely hate my job...well not really, i am just fustrated with stupid people. ya know i thought there weren't stupid people in the world, just people who haven't found certain answers...I stand corrected.
anyways, gosh EVERYONE is on myspace...
elisabeth hassalback is an ass
period.
i think i'm norcaleptic
hey ana, remember that one eyed dog that we didn't know was a one eyed dog until the owner told us and we were like ohhhh okay. can't wait til u get home
school system in new orleans...same ole shit
so i'm back to eatin right again.
see while i was in costa rica it was sooo bomb, no fried foods and i only drank water and fresh fruit drinks...skin was flawless & weight was tight...must get back!!!!
i can't blog anymore...this is a forced entry...thank's jed
its not me
"had a spark when i started now its just garbage"
WHHEEEWWWW the roots and ... jean grae...in case ya'll aint know she's one of my favorite mc's
effin rite
so what's new...i think i absolutely hate my job...well not really, i am just fustrated with stupid people. ya know i thought there weren't stupid people in the world, just people who haven't found certain answers...I stand corrected.
anyways, gosh EVERYONE is on myspace...
elisabeth hassalback is an ass
period.
i think i'm norcaleptic
hey ana, remember that one eyed dog that we didn't know was a one eyed dog until the owner told us and we were like ohhhh okay. can't wait til u get home
school system in new orleans...same ole shit
so i'm back to eatin right again.
see while i was in costa rica it was sooo bomb, no fried foods and i only drank water and fresh fruit drinks...skin was flawless & weight was tight...must get back!!!!
i can't blog anymore...this is a forced entry...thank's jed
its not me
"had a spark when i started now its just garbage"
Wednesday, August 02, 2006
Monday, July 31, 2006
Sunday, July 30, 2006
i got down to "the heart of the matter"
so the day finally came
the one where some one asked me about you
not just you
but me & u
i practiced this moment in my mind
times and times over
but like project runway...my execution sucked (hahaha...my bad...sorry)
i learned a lot about myself that day
the truth sometimes hurts
but that hurt turned into self love
and that love could’ve never manifested
with u
with me
the one where some one asked me about you
not just you
but me & u
i practiced this moment in my mind
times and times over
but like project runway...my execution sucked (hahaha...my bad...sorry)
i learned a lot about myself that day
the truth sometimes hurts
but that hurt turned into self love
and that love could’ve never manifested
with u
with me
Saturday, July 22, 2006
I ain't hatin but.....
ya'll gotta stop...for real!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
myspace has allowed many people, some of who I know personally to create an image of themselves that isn't consistent with reality.
YOU ARE NOT A GANGSTA NOR A GANGSTA RAPPER if....
you went to a private/parochial high school
you grew up in the subdivisions of New Orleans
you went to church with me and participated in such organizations as the drill team, youth choir, etc
your parents are balling legally
I'm sorry...YOU ARE NOT A GANGSTA...try something else like...
making something out of yourself, oh i guess that's what ur trying to do
but i'm sorry this isn't working
i ain't trying to call myself no gangsta, but TRUST i can go toe to toe with some of the best of em...TRUST
rid yourself of that "new new" mentality :::see ATL for clarity:::
you think all gangstas wanna be gangstas????? probably not. given an equal chance at opportunities you were born with, they would probably want your lifestyle and all ur cultural capital.
Lol and u probably wondering why you can only get as far as public access and myspace will take u huh??????
myspace has allowed many people, some of who I know personally to create an image of themselves that isn't consistent with reality.
YOU ARE NOT A GANGSTA NOR A GANGSTA RAPPER if....
you went to a private/parochial high school
you grew up in the subdivisions of New Orleans
you went to church with me and participated in such organizations as the drill team, youth choir, etc
your parents are balling legally
I'm sorry...YOU ARE NOT A GANGSTA...try something else like...
making something out of yourself, oh i guess that's what ur trying to do
but i'm sorry this isn't working
i ain't trying to call myself no gangsta, but TRUST i can go toe to toe with some of the best of em...TRUST
rid yourself of that "new new" mentality :::see ATL for clarity:::
you think all gangstas wanna be gangstas????? probably not. given an equal chance at opportunities you were born with, they would probably want your lifestyle and all ur cultural capital.
Lol and u probably wondering why you can only get as far as public access and myspace will take u huh??????
Milvertha Hendricks, 84
Words cannot express how I feel about this pic. I'm having it enlarged and framed to remind me of...............................life
Struggles
Pain
Renewal
Triumph
Sunday, July 16, 2006
black people love gangstalicious the way fat women love oprah lol
I freakin heart frankie b. and maze!!!!!!!!!!! it's just something about their music that is so familiar to me....freakin timeless..."that's the golden time of day!!!!"
damn, lately i have let work consume every possible minute of my day. shit even when I’m not there, I’m there. shit's gonna be weird once i start school again...or will it?
damn, it seems as if i just graduated. but naw, I’m a long way from working two jobs and being a full time student. Now...Everyday I'm hustlin...hustle real hard...i love that song, esp. hov's verse "Who u haters think u talkin to, I'm the fuckin boss!" oh snap i forgot to give my disclaimer at the beginning of this blog so i'll give it now. The name of the blog ur reading is "I'm Major" by Elisamk. so again...."Who u haters think u talkin to, I'm the fuckin boss!" damn i feel that dude when he says that
speakin of hov i've been listening to that PSA on the black album on repeat lately and just realized how dope that song really is "No matter where you go, you are what you are player And you can try to change but that's just the top layer Man, you was who you was 'fore you got here"
ridiculous
gosh i love music. I’m not bout to be on some "yeah man i just throw on some headphones to tune out and escape the world" type shit.
shit, that's disrespectful to the art; I’m on some ole "music is a part of my life, just as vital as my moms and dad's conception of me" type shit.
i love to hear a song that just takes me back. makes me sit back and think of...life. ohhh and i love to hear a song that i've heard a million times over and hear something i've never heard before or when I’m able to relate to some ish....gosh "green eyes" damn silly "e" badu is just dope. gosh i wish i could find the words to describe how incredibly talented this lady truly is...well i guess i have huh? Not really.
lol remember donell jones' "where i wanna be" cd...yeah that joint was hot but i hated when that single came out and all the dudes were all like "yeah man that's how i feel too, that's where i wanna be" awwww shut the eff up. that ish came out at the same time as toni braxton's "just be a man about it" and the girls was like "yeah nicca, just be a man about ur ish" awwww shut the eff up...nothing worse than a cop out song, and those were the ones for 2000
so while at essence, we went to the monique seminar and i walked in with more admiration for this woman than when i walked out. so monique came out and did her lil bit on Essence and her love for black women and how we should respect ourselves...ya know, the whole spill. But then she started to talk about her open marriage. Okay so I had been aware of her relationship by the interview she had with Jill Scott (I heart Jilly from PhillY) in the previous issue of Essence, but I wasn’t ready for the bullshit that was coming out of her mouth. Basically, the talk went like this “I love my husband, he’s my best friend, I find other men attractive, he finds other women attractive, we can have sex with other people and it’s cool because were are honest with each other, we tell each other everything” WTF?!?!?!?!?!??!?!??!? Really????? As long as I can remember I have heard the statement “men are gonna be men” what the fuck does that mean???? That I should accept a nicca that will lie to me just cause he couldn’t control his hormones, or maybe he didn’t tell me cause he didn’t want to “hurt me” or maybe he did tell me and I should forgive him cause he’s a man and “that’s what men do” UHHH NAAAAWWWWW I can’t accept this shit, this lame ass excuse that we have trained ourselves to accept. I cannot accept dishonesty.
Period.
Nor can I accept this “open marriage” bullshit. Matter of fact; don’t even use the word marriage in this justification of lack of self love, respect and trust. Why even get married???? No, really…why even get married if you want and open relationship? Don’t try to alter an institution based on what is convenient for your lifestyle. That’s not what it’s about.
I’ve been cheated on…it’s not a good look. I will not tolerate it. There’s too much shit out here these days to be bullshitting around…don’t know what I’m referring to…4 letters, small word, life sentence....a.i.d.s, there are many more consequences, holla at me if you need a list.
I was so thrown off by the audience response to Monique’s seminar…roaring applause from women and men of all ages. Was this shit really happening? Was I really in a room of people who were willing subject themselves to random diseases and blatant lies all for a little pussy/dick for a night?
Damn. We got a long way to go.
Other than that essence…sucked…well not big time but it needs to come back to n.o. I don’t know if ya’ll know but Mary J is so effin lady. Her performance was phenomenal.
Runner up….The Hip-hop pioneers: Doug E. Fresh, Slick Rick, WHodini, MC Lyte, Sugar Hill Gang, etc.
Oh and Bobby Brown’s ass is straight CRAZY, so he was humping the stage, saying the first thing that came to his mind and freakin stretched out Tenderoni 30 minutes, then after leaving the stage his background singers started to sing “my prerogative” so as b.brown is coming back onstage, Essence is like uhhh huuhh nicca we pullin da curtains. So this fool comes through the curtain. So essence is like “no this nicca didn’t” so they cut his background mics, the music and then his mic…good show bobby, I’m sure your invitation for next year is in the mail as we speak.
So uhhh it’s really past my bedtime but boondocks is on so I gotta throw the deuces.
Oh ima be in the nyc next month so if there is anything u think i should see holla at a comment!
damn, lately i have let work consume every possible minute of my day. shit even when I’m not there, I’m there. shit's gonna be weird once i start school again...or will it?
damn, it seems as if i just graduated. but naw, I’m a long way from working two jobs and being a full time student. Now...Everyday I'm hustlin...hustle real hard...i love that song, esp. hov's verse "Who u haters think u talkin to, I'm the fuckin boss!" oh snap i forgot to give my disclaimer at the beginning of this blog so i'll give it now. The name of the blog ur reading is "I'm Major" by Elisamk. so again...."Who u haters think u talkin to, I'm the fuckin boss!" damn i feel that dude when he says that
speakin of hov i've been listening to that PSA on the black album on repeat lately and just realized how dope that song really is "No matter where you go, you are what you are player And you can try to change but that's just the top layer Man, you was who you was 'fore you got here"
ridiculous
gosh i love music. I’m not bout to be on some "yeah man i just throw on some headphones to tune out and escape the world" type shit.
shit, that's disrespectful to the art; I’m on some ole "music is a part of my life, just as vital as my moms and dad's conception of me" type shit.
i love to hear a song that just takes me back. makes me sit back and think of...life. ohhh and i love to hear a song that i've heard a million times over and hear something i've never heard before or when I’m able to relate to some ish....gosh "green eyes" damn silly "e" badu is just dope. gosh i wish i could find the words to describe how incredibly talented this lady truly is...well i guess i have huh? Not really.
lol remember donell jones' "where i wanna be" cd...yeah that joint was hot but i hated when that single came out and all the dudes were all like "yeah man that's how i feel too, that's where i wanna be" awwww shut the eff up. that ish came out at the same time as toni braxton's "just be a man about it" and the girls was like "yeah nicca, just be a man about ur ish" awwww shut the eff up...nothing worse than a cop out song, and those were the ones for 2000
so while at essence, we went to the monique seminar and i walked in with more admiration for this woman than when i walked out. so monique came out and did her lil bit on Essence and her love for black women and how we should respect ourselves...ya know, the whole spill. But then she started to talk about her open marriage. Okay so I had been aware of her relationship by the interview she had with Jill Scott (I heart Jilly from PhillY) in the previous issue of Essence, but I wasn’t ready for the bullshit that was coming out of her mouth. Basically, the talk went like this “I love my husband, he’s my best friend, I find other men attractive, he finds other women attractive, we can have sex with other people and it’s cool because were are honest with each other, we tell each other everything” WTF?!?!?!?!?!??!?!??!? Really????? As long as I can remember I have heard the statement “men are gonna be men” what the fuck does that mean???? That I should accept a nicca that will lie to me just cause he couldn’t control his hormones, or maybe he didn’t tell me cause he didn’t want to “hurt me” or maybe he did tell me and I should forgive him cause he’s a man and “that’s what men do” UHHH NAAAAWWWWW I can’t accept this shit, this lame ass excuse that we have trained ourselves to accept. I cannot accept dishonesty.
Period.
Nor can I accept this “open marriage” bullshit. Matter of fact; don’t even use the word marriage in this justification of lack of self love, respect and trust. Why even get married???? No, really…why even get married if you want and open relationship? Don’t try to alter an institution based on what is convenient for your lifestyle. That’s not what it’s about.
I’ve been cheated on…it’s not a good look. I will not tolerate it. There’s too much shit out here these days to be bullshitting around…don’t know what I’m referring to…4 letters, small word, life sentence....a.i.d.s, there are many more consequences, holla at me if you need a list.
I was so thrown off by the audience response to Monique’s seminar…roaring applause from women and men of all ages. Was this shit really happening? Was I really in a room of people who were willing subject themselves to random diseases and blatant lies all for a little pussy/dick for a night?
Damn. We got a long way to go.
Other than that essence…sucked…well not big time but it needs to come back to n.o. I don’t know if ya’ll know but Mary J is so effin lady. Her performance was phenomenal.
Runner up….The Hip-hop pioneers: Doug E. Fresh, Slick Rick, WHodini, MC Lyte, Sugar Hill Gang, etc.
Oh and Bobby Brown’s ass is straight CRAZY, so he was humping the stage, saying the first thing that came to his mind and freakin stretched out Tenderoni 30 minutes, then after leaving the stage his background singers started to sing “my prerogative” so as b.brown is coming back onstage, Essence is like uhhh huuhh nicca we pullin da curtains. So this fool comes through the curtain. So essence is like “no this nicca didn’t” so they cut his background mics, the music and then his mic…good show bobby, I’m sure your invitation for next year is in the mail as we speak.
So uhhh it’s really past my bedtime but boondocks is on so I gotta throw the deuces.
Oh ima be in the nyc next month so if there is anything u think i should see holla at a comment!
Friday, July 14, 2006
Thursday, July 13, 2006
I'm not focused man
Should anybody ask for me
Tell 'em I'll be right back
In a real short time,
It's just that I lost my mind
and I gotta find it
But once I hop on my train of thought
I'll get back here,
pronto
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