THIS SHIT HAS GOT TO STOP.

uhhh, no.

And LaLa, how you gon' weave up one half of your head? C'moooooooon people, why are we encouraging this? I guess it's the business.
courtesy of www.theybf.com

Gravely Inappropriate.

Does anyone else think that this is a little too much? love sex magic by Ciara, ft. Justin Timberlake. I've been hearing about the "graphic-ness" of this video for a while now, but never had a chance to catch it anywhere until a few days ago. And I was really shocked and borderline offended. Ciara, boo, stop. You don't need to do all that.

Or maybe you do? Sex sells, I guess. And you're voice surely isn't gonna help you in this recession. So, am I just being a hater then? I know Justin's also an actor, and has a significant other, so this may not be a big deal in that respect. I'd still be a lil tight though if I was Ms. Biel.



Just sayin'...

Spectacular?

4 Years To Go.

A Barnes & Nobles in Coral Gables, Florida. The store issued a statement saying that a customer must have placed the book there playing a cruel joke on their Obama display.

So Not Surprised.

So Sad...

"

A man fatally shot his wife, five young children and himself Tuesday after he faxed a note to a TV station claiming the couple had just been fired from their hospital jobs and together planned the killings as an escape for the whole family. “Why leave our children in someone else’s hands,” Ervin Lupoe wrote in a letter posted late Tuesday on the KABC-TV Web site. The station called police after receiving the fax, and a police dispatch center also received a call from a man who stated, “I just returned home and my whole family’s been shot.” Officers rushed to the home in Wilmington, a small community between the ports of Los Angeles and Long Beach, about 8:30 a.m., apparently within minutes of the killings.

Officers could still smell the gunshot residue in the air, reports The Associated Press. Although the fax asserted that Ana Lupoe planned the killings of the whole family, police Lt. John Romero said Ervin Lupoe was the suspect. A revolver was found next to his body. Ana Lupoe’s body was found in an upstairs bedroom with the bodies of the couple’s twin 2-year-old boys. The bodies of an 8-year-old girl and twin 5-year-old girls were found alongside Ervin Lupoe’s in another bedroom. All were shot in the head, coroner’s Assistant Chief Ed Winter said. Ervin Lupoe removed three of the children from school about a week and a half ago, saying the family was moving to Kansas, the principal told KCAL-TV. Crescent Heights Elementary School Principal Cherise Pounders-Caver said nothing seemed to be troubling Lupoe at that time; she did not ask why the family was moving. Kaiser Permanente Medical Center West Los Angeles released a statement confirming both Lupoe and his wife had worked there; both were medical technicians. “We are deeply saddened to hear of the deaths of the Lupoe family,” it said in a statement. In his letter, Ervin Lupoe claimed he and his wife both had been fired and that she suggested they kill themselves and their children, too. The letter indicated that Lupoe and his wife had been under investigation for misrepresenting their employment to an outside agency in order to obtain childcare."

(courtesy of www.bossip.com)

speak on it...

I Just Don't Get It.

Forgive me this evening. Call me a "hater." Say that I've been brainwashed by Hollywood and their ridiculously high standards. But I have to be honest on here, in saying that I really don't see the great appeal of Ms. Joy Bryant or Ms. Kim Porter.
Sure, they're cute. Sure, they're slender and have legs for days.
Nice smiles. And, sure, they're skin is smooth and buttery. But...that just don't make beautiful to me! I've never seen what all the hype is. And I get really pissed, because...is it me? Have I missed the memo?

I know, "beauty is in the eye of the beholder." But why am I beholding differently from everyone else?? Is it because they are average looking women, who we are happy to see get some limelight? Regular, around the way beauties, that would get a lot of play in their respective hoods, but have risen to the eyes of the nation, and make us feel better about our own, maybe average, decent looks?

So do we think these women (and others) are actually beautiful? Or is it really that they give us hope that we could match up to Hollywood beauty, too?



random, I know. Just been on my mind for some time...

Umm, Excuse Me. What Did You Just Say?

So...while celebrating NYE in all it's glory last night (really, this morning) I was struck by a few things said to me over the course of the night that make me think...


When is it OK to laugh off inappropriate commentary? Especially coming from males? And when is it important to care enough to say something?


While dancing (which I did a TON of, which is not surprising if you know me), this "dude" (I wish I could call him a gentleman) approaches me, and watches me dance with a friend. Says nothing, just watches for maybe...10 seconds. I turn to him, to which he responds with a smile, "I like that."


OK. I mean, I'm glad you like. I wore this, so you, and others would like. "Dude" proceeds to look and smile, then asks me for a dance, while taking my hand. I ask him something to the effect of, "Where are we going? Are you kidnapping me?" He said yes, and proceeded to guide me toward another area of the room we were already in.

We commence to dancing, bumpin, gettin low, whatever your fantasy. I ask "dude" his name (quick comment: I typically do not like talking while dancing, because it's small talk and dudes almost NEVER say the right things, case in point. However, sometimes I talk so that I control the conversation.) to which he says something I couldn't hear then gives me his "street name." OK. I tell him my name and go back to dancing.

"Dude" then proceeds to form these words and have the nerve to say them to me (not verbatim): "Damn girl, you can dance. I bet you can fuck, too."

Really, though? Is THAT the conversation you want to have with me right now? Is that what's hot in these streets nowadays? Now, part of me, a large part, wanted to respond defensively, and tell him how inapprop that is to say to a lady. Part of me would like to do the night over, and respond accordingly. However, what I did do, was laugh, say "wow, it's like that?" and continue to dance.

Shocked? Surprised?
Would you have done something different?

The reason I did this is because...I really didn't / don't care. Sometimes we give others the power to make us so upset, the power to get us so riled up...but for what? I wasn't in the mood to teach any lessons. He did not call me out of my name, and yes, his comment was immature, insensitive and raunchy. Eh - whatever. But clearly, I had no plans on engaging in anything with him past this dance, so why get mad? And me saying anything to him likely would not have changed anything, either. This, was apparently his swag. And that's cool. That's him. And I guess that has worked in the past for him. Swags are not meant to be compatible. You got yours; I got mine.

Minutes later....he proceeds to ask the "boyfriend in the room" questions, to which I explain to him that I'm single and here with friends. "Dude" then says (verbatim): "You a dyke?" No boo, I'm not. Then I made a joke that if I was a lesbian (and I said, lesbian) that my girl would be the friend I attended with. To which "dude" replies: "I bet you I'll eat ya pussy better than her." I guess he was trying to assert his manhood to me. Good job.

Wow. Again? Damn! Really, though? Which were the exact words I used, and proceeded to make my not so smooth getaway toward another friend.

I only write about this because I've been thinking about it alot. No, not "dude." But...the approach of men these days in an effort to get names, contact information, and eventually...sex. I can't speak to how / where men learn how to deal with women, but I can speak to how women handle the approach of men. My response last night was dependent on my mood. Which was very good and I didn't want to ruin it.

I tend to laugh things off that don't matter to me, and that I don't think apply to me. Kind of like laughing in your face, but not. So tell me, is this approach just another method of perpetuating the problem?

Marta Train Madness.

check this out and comment please. Her family claims that BiPolar Disorder is at play and she has affectionately been named "Soulja Girl," by people who have watched this or who were there. What do you think?

Way to Let Yourself Go.

I couldn't believe it when I saw one of these pictures on a friend's facebook page. Had to do some investigative work (that I've become so good at...)holla @ ya boy!

Really?

this is disgusting. i am appalled. why would you want this? how do you get this? do you like this? is this what's hot?

thanks www.dlisted.com

Just Ignorant.

Suga Nuggets. Really, Though?

So, 90's R&B singer and tryna be a comback kid Keith Sweat is endorsing the 25th anniversary of McDonald's Chicken McNuggets. So there is a REAL song with him declaring his love for McNuggets like he was talkin to his boo snatch or somethin'. Not like my favorite commercial, but a REAL SONG!

Wow McDonald's. Killin me this quarter! And I can't even be mad at them, cuz at 1100am on the dot, I'm takin' my butt right over to Mickey D's and coppin a 10 piece nugget with sweet & sour sauce. Yup.

Link below is to his website, on the page where his "new hit" is playing...enjoy!

http://www.designalkhemy.com/client/mcd_ksweat/dd-formmailer.php

William Balfour's Mother.

courtesy of www.bossip.com.

talk about it.

No. This is NOT What's Hot in these Streets.

courtesy of Bossip

Pronounce "Le - A," I Dare You.

This email from a good friend made my day. Then...it made me sad:

So...it's pronounced 'Ledasha.' Oh yes...you read it right.

THE DASH IS NOT SILENT.

This child attends a school in Livingston Parish. (Louisiana) Her mother is irate because everyone is getting her daughter's name wrong. When the mother was asked about the pronunciation of the name, she said 'the dash don't be silent.'

SO, if you see something like this come across your desk, please remember to pronounce the dash.


I just don't understand. I just don't get it. How do we know when creativity has gone too damn far?