It's a Snow Day!

Well, more like a dismal mix of rain and snow.  So instead of writing a new post I'm going to be lazy (yup, I said it) and post up some of my favorite music videos. Love them.













Stay Warm!

How Unfortunate...

that this cute little munchkin should be dragged into such a mess.  I bet Beyonce and the rest of the Beyince-Knowles clan are straight ignoring this ish. Can you really blame them?  This is beyond trifling to have two (three, Kelly?) children that have been on this earth for nearly three decades and because you want to play young pimping, wind up fathering another child well after grandpa stage. I know when I was 11 and mom told me she was expecting I was like "Excuse me? You need to send it back where it came from!" So I can only imagine how his daughters must feel, but only to an extent since this child was a result of an extra-marital affair(talk about adding salt to the wound).  If this child is indeed his, I hope Mr.Knowles does the right thing and takes care of him. And by take care of him, I don't mean turning him into a circus act for some millions as soon as he learns to speak.   

Sidebar: Is it me or does Mr. Knowles look like an ostrich?  I keep picturing him burying his head in the sand, but that's just me. (I'm sure there are some people who wouldn't mind too much if he did).

Update: Mr. Knowles, you's da daddy! Sign them checks. Case Closed. Finally.

For the History Books: Valentine's Day 2010

The day of love is over and I hope you were able to spend it with someone you appreciate and vice-versa.  Since I am very single and Valentine's fell on a Sunday, I celebrated Friday and Saturday nights with some girlfriends.  Friday night-dinner and a movie. Saturday night-dinner and some light bar hopping.  Both evenings were filled with heavy conversation about sex/relationships(platonic & romantic).  Needless to say, I've concluded that I will probably be single for a long time.  

We saw Valentine's Day which I'm pretty sure stars everyone in Hollywood. It dragged a liitle bit and felt like Crash because everyone's storyline connected in some way at the end, but overall it is a cute movie.  It reminds that love can survive the toughest struggles and can be found in places and with people you least expect.

For those of you out there who are coupled up:


For those of you with a possible prospect:


For us single folks lets take Jill's advice:


I pray that no one felt this way:


And please let's break this cycle:

 

*PostSecret

 Remember to show love everyday...Until Next Year!

The Life-Mystic

This right here...is some soul warming ish!

1. Just Because.
2. It's great music.
3. Maintains theme with my last post.

Does anyone know where Crystal Waters is now? Come back!!
Google/Bing here I come

Update: http://www.theoneandonlycrystalwaters.com/
She has made music under the alias of Chrissy Ward and has launched a radio station among other things.
 Here is her song Right &Exact:

This woman works! Gotta catch up on her music.
 

I know I live in NYC...

however I do not need to smell the PUNGENT fragrance of a bum as I walk hastily down the block.  Imagine happily running errands and suddenly being smacked in the face by body odor mixed with stale piss. Doesn't it just make you feel violated?  If you don't I sure as hell do. (I know someone with a fruit-phobia, perhaps I have a bum-phobia...is that possible?) Mind you, the bum was on one corner and I could smell him on the opposite corner as I made my way up the street. At first I thought it was the sewers; as I kept moving and clutching my scarf over my face I recognized the scent and began to frantically search for the person to ensure that we would not cross paths. By the way I failed miserably.  As I type this the smell still gently lingers in my nostrils and I can't handle it.  Now I'm not being cruel to the homeless, but NYC is already beyond polluted with trash and gas emissions and there is no need for additional unpleasant fragrances. Are there no places for the homeless to shower? Bloomberg we need to put some tax dollars to good use.

Update:  I'm not the only one who feels this way.  Another fragrant homeless was spotted on the F train(reading the NY Times...I couldn't make this up if I tried) and I quickly found myself on the other side of the car. (the kicker) Another homeless man comes onto the train soliciting money walks by him an says, "Geez! You could at least take a bath!" To say this made my day would be an understatement.

Movie Madness: BLACULA

Whoever thought to mix Bram Stoker's tale of Dracula with "the people of the dark continent" AND bring the storyline into the 1970's gets a seal of approval from me.  I can't ever get enough of this film, it's so bad that it's good.  I must admit that I have a soft spot for the Blaxploitation genre as it brings to the forefront the struggles faced by African-Americans post-slavery while satirizing the Black culture of the era.

The story begins in 1780 Transylvania at the home of Dracula where Prince Mamuwalde and his wife are trying to convince their host to cease the slave trade. Dracula does not take to kindly to this so he transforms Mamuwalde into a vampire, curses him with the name of Blacula and locks him in a coffin longing for a taste of blood.  Almost 200 years later interior decorators bring all items left in Dracula's castle to Los Angeles and unknowingly release Blacula from his prison. The rest you'd have to see for yourself, but know that there is a love story entwined into the plot (why not?) and be ready to laugh at the poor special effects and Blacula's spectacular exit. Don't worry I've posted the link, if you have time you should watch (especially since I spent hours searching for it). 

Enjoy!: http://stagevu.com/video/lnwzghiodddi

Dope. That's Just What It Is!

 

One of my favorite poems by Amiri Baraka. I would have posted the words, but
1. It's somewhat lengthy.
2. I believe it's a much better experience to hear it. 
So, listen and enjoy!

What in the World?

Anyone who knows me, knows that I LOVE Kelis. Let's face it the woman has edge- she is an artist/chef(love it btw!)/mother/fashionista who dares to be different in everything that she does. I ride hard for this woman I'm pretty certain I can sing along with most of her music and in my mind she is my best friend because I feel like we both have many sides/personalities to us that makes it difficult for anyone to truly understand us. Anywho, I usually love to see this woman grace an event to see her fabulousness, but as of late even I have to question what her love of "fashion". I tried to dismiss this foolishness as a phase of some sort, however in between me reading an article in which she states that she woke up wanting to look like a wolf and the armadilla shoes I can't and I will not. It is unfortunate when a friend calls me, ignoring any kind of greeting to say "Get your friend please, she looks a mess" (reiterate: Anyone who knows me, knows that I LOVE Kelis). I must admit that I immediately knew who she was speaking of and said something along the lines of...Girl, I can't even defend her on that one. Kelis I know that your style is ever evolving, but I don't need you to morph into a wolf or the statue of liberty, I love and appreciate you simply as Kelis.

Random Thoughts.

Marriage. Is it strange that when I think of this word I connect it to bondage and stagnation? My mind is quite dark I know this, however I can't help but to be honest. Most see it as a beautiful commitment between two people that wish to share themselves with another and remain faithful and loving. As much as I want to fight such negative feelings I can't...maybe it's because I see so many flawed/unhealthy/failed relationships that I cannot accept it as being anything else. Perhaps my need to be independent faults me as I honestly loathe the idea of having to consult with someone for everything that occurs in my life (I have always been a little bit on the secretive-side). Also, (at least from what I see) women tend to sacrifice themselves so much more than men do for the sake of maintaining family or whatever the reason may be. I refuse. I only have one life and I need to be happy. As sad as this may sound I would prefer to go to bed alone and content, than to crawl into bed next to someone miserable and resentful.

My aunt used to say "You can sleep next to someone for years and never truly know who they are". If that's the case, I'm scared out of my mind to say "I do" to anyone (at this point in my life anyway). I mean I'm still learning about myself, why would it be logical to get to know someone else? Since marriage is a union I think it valuable to understand oneself and make sure you are on the same level with the other person. If not it seems like a lose-lose situation to me. One day I may change my perspective, if and when that happens I will remember the words of Frost's poem The Birds Do Thus,

"I slept all day.
The birds do thus
That sing a while
At eve for us.

To have you soon
I gave away-
Well satisfied
To give- a day

Life's not so short
I care to keep
The unhappy days;
I chose to sleep".

*My internal debate on marriage will continue. Keep posted and let me know how you feel about the subject.

It's Pure InSaNity...

that I have been away sooo very long (4 months!!!!). Never ever ever again will I be so neglectful. Hmmm...lets see where to begin? Happy Thanksgiving, Merry Christmas, Kwanzaa, Hanukkah, Happy New Years, Happy 3 Kings Day, Thank you Martin Luther King, Happy Chinese New Year?... I believe I covered all the major holidays, no? If I missed one many blessings and I hope it was filled with happiness. I want to say that I love these holidays, but aside from the eating, drinking, and catching up with relatives and friends I usually start itching for the summertime. It's funny that I write this as NYC is preparing for a snowstorm (who decided that a gopher would decide whether or not spring would arrive early? I want to smoke Punxsutawney Phil out of his little burrow and make him confess that he never saw his shadow). I want to wear shorts and sunglasses dammit! Is that too much to ask? Anyway before I begin ranting about winter and god knows what else, just want to let you know that I WILL be updating much more often. Got stories to tell and much more. Come back now, ya hear! Oh, how rude of me...HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!