Wednesday, February 03, 2010

I've Decided to Purchase...




...a handgun. Yes, i finally made the decision to do it. For years, i've said that I wouldn't get one because I didn't want to ever have to use it, but things have changed. Two weeks ago, I came home to my apartment complex to find 6 police cars outside my building. They were pretty mum on telling us what exactly went on, but I found out that one of my neighbors had been the victim of a home invasion and sexual assault. I'm not sure of all of the details, but as of now, she is doing ok.


So i'm in the market for a handgun and I just have to do some research to find out what kind I should get.


Any suggestion?

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Saturday, August 15, 2009

I've Been Playing...

...tennis for about 2 years. I play mainly for the exercise, but for the last few months i've actually been trying to get better and I have. My basic moves such as serve, forehand, and backhand have gotten exponentially better.

I've been going to a park located near my apartment because it's convenient and there are 3 courts there. But today, I realized another reason why I go to that park. And here it is!!!
The boys on the basketball court!!
When this shirtless dude snatched off his shirt stripper style, I dropped my raquet!!!!



And we actually do play tennis as well!!!! (And don't ask why I wasn't in the pictures!! I was taking them!!!!)





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Monday, August 10, 2009

I Made These...

...all by myself!!!!








These 2 pieces made up the wooden headboard from my old bed. The bed broke when I decided to jump my ass on it one day while this dude I was dating was laying on it and the entire bed HIT THE FLOOR. After getting a new bed that day, I just couldn't part with the headboard. So I took the 2 pieces apart and stored them in the garage for the next year. I knew I had to do something with the with them.


Well last week, I got bored and decided to to a little decorating. I went to Home Depot and got 2 cans of spray paint and some painter's tape. I taped off the sections I wanted to paint and got to work. Let me tell you that spray painting is not as easy as it one would think.

I then went to a dollar store and bought a simple black rimmed $6 mirror and used wood glue to secure it against the former headboard. I mounted the shelf on the wall and put the items you see pictured on it.

After all was said and done, everyone who saw the mirror and shelf thought that I had purchased them from Ikea or somewhere!! Nope!! I am proud to say that I made these myself!!!!

Now I have HGTV fever and am wondering what to do next!!!

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Sunday, August 09, 2009

Tuts Me Barreh!!!

Please watch this and please check out 2:29 when he hits his first "HIGH" note!!!

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Wednesday, August 05, 2009

Just Some Random Stuff

1. I sleep naked. I've been doing this since high school when I went to Upward Bound each summer. I used to have my own dorm room, so I just slept naked. I think that I started because I used to sweat a lot when I slept (not so much now) in undies and a tee. Now, when I meet someone new and we stay the night together and I get in the bed with clothes on, I can't sleep for anything.

2. I get tongue tied when trying to talk sometimes. I always have and probably always will. If I think about what I am trying to say before I say it, my pronunciation is perfect. But if i'm just talking and go too fast, it's all gibberish.

3. I'm scared of long strands of hair. That shit freaks me out. If I see a strand of hair on a bed, a toilet, or anywhere, I am prone to vomitting on the spot. I saw a long strand of hair on the plane today hanging from the overhead bin and walked to the other aisle. Nobody else saw it and people must have thought I was crazy.

4. When I wash my hands, I either close my eyes or stare at myself in a mirror. I just noticed this today. I also noticed that I wash my hands a lot more than is normal.

5. I smell my food. I have only recently started doing this in the last 3 or 4 years. When I started, it was very seldom that I did it. Now it's EVERY time I eat. People have started noticing, but I have also realized that i'm not the only person that does it.

6. When I drive, I slightly lean to one side or the other. I have not idea why I do this, but when I try to sit upright, I just feel unconfortable. I've been trying to sit upright more often so that I don't jack up my posture.

I wonder what quirky things you all can admit.

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Monday, August 03, 2009

He Got Her Together!!!

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Friday, July 17, 2009

I'm Jet-Setting Off To...

...Lima, Peru!!!!!!!! I love my job (most days at least)!!!!!!!!!!!!!






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Monday, June 29, 2009

I Have Never Understood...

...the point of smoking weed. Never. Have I tried it? Yes I have. Will I try it again? No. Why? Because it did nothing for me. What prompted this post? I'll tell ya.

I have a friend who smokes marijuana regularly. Yesterday I went over his house to play spades and to watch the BET Awards. His boyfriend also invited a few of his friends over. So I noticed that there was a distinct separation in the two groups. My friend and us were downstairs and the boyfriend and his friends were upstairs. We were playing cards, drinking liqour (water and sodas for me) and talking. They were upstairs "chiefing".

I went upstairs to play pool after I lost my game of spades and found the other group just sitting around smoking. When I walked in the room, there was a cloud of smoke near the ceiling and the room smelled like a bunch of ugh! What I noticed is that they were all sitting around looking depressed. They weren't talking, moving or anything else. It was like walking into a morgue. I kept wondering "what's the fun and enjoyment in this" becuase they looked like they were at a funeral. I went back downstairs and joined the fun there.

The one time I did smoke some, I was 27 years of age. Most of the people in my community I grew up with smoked weed and I just never wanted to. I just didn't see the point. In addition, it's illegal. So at the ripe old age of 27, I decided to see what the fuss was all about. So a friend of mine rolled up and blunt and gave me instructions on how to pull, inhale, and exhale. Well after the blunt was gone I noticed that he was in his own little world, while I was sitting there waiting for this so called "euphoric" feeling to come over me where I feel like all my troubles are gone. It never came. After about an hour of waiting, I gave up on that feeling ever coming. Smoking weed did absolutely nothing for me. Nothing.

I guess that's why I am a drinker and not a smoker. First of all, it's legal to purchase. I don't have to wonder if the person selling it to me is an undercover police officer or not. Second of all, I know what to drink to give me a "euphoric" feeling and I know exactly where to get it.

So i'm wondering if someone can tell me what they enjoy about smoking marijuana. Because a brotha like me just doesn't get the point.

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Sunday, June 28, 2009

Now This Is A Hell of a Tribute..

...even though is was made 2 years ago!!

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Wednesday, June 17, 2009

I'm All For Self Expression, But...

...there are some things that can't be help being laughed at!!! This is just sad on so many levels.
















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Thursday, June 11, 2009

I've Worked In The...

...hospitality industry for 10 years now and I have put up with my fair share of rude, inconsiderate, and non-thinking people. And I think that you find some of the worst people in hotels. But the one industry that beats the dummies in hospitality is the airline industry. I just don't know how they do it.

Here is an article that I found on Yahoo that list some pet peeves of flight attendents.

1. Bring your pet on the plane and then act like an animal.
Over the years, I've seen a pet on a passenger's lap, a pet tucked into a seatback pocket, and a pet loose in the aisle (I nearly hit one with my beverage cart). All of this is against federal regulations. People tell me how well-behaved their pet is, but they can't follow the rules themselves! Your pet must stay in its carrier while you're on the plane. Yes, even if you've paid a "pet-in-cabin" fee.

2. Shove your bag into the first bin you see and then walk to your seat in the back of the plane.

You think you're clever, I know. You expect to grab your bag on your way out of the plane, but you're selfishly inconveniencing others. I can't lie and say we flight attendants don't take some small satisfaction when we tell you, "We couldn't identify the bag's owner, so we sent it to cargo." It's a security issue, for real. Carry-ons need to stay near their owners! So don't look so shocked when we say, "The signs will direct you to baggage claim. You can pick up your bag there."

3. Think that because you're on an airplane you're off-duty as a parent.

Stop expecting us to have spare diapers, formula, medicine, toys, playing cards, or batteries for DVD players or Game Boys. It's an airplane, not a 7-11. Take your kid to the restroom before you board. Leave the dry cereal and Legos at home and bring snacks and toys for your kids that won't make a horrible mess.

4. Drag on an oversize bag that's too heavy for you to lift by yourself.

I won't be compensated for any injuries I might sustain if I heft your bag into the overhead compartment for you. (And other passengers shouldn't have to step up and take the risk either.) The guideline is simple: You pack it, you stack it. Try this at home as a test (and this is to you ladies, especially): After you've packed your bag, put on the shoes you plan to wear on the plane and see if you can lift your bag and place it on top of your refrigerator. You can't? Pay the fee and check the bag.

5. Gripe that you haven't been seated in a roomy exit-row seat.

The exit rows weren't created as a reward for people who are tall, overweight, or just plain nice. They were designed to help passengers get out of the plane in an emergency. The people seated in an exit row must be able to see and speak clearly, open the emergency door, and help others. I prefer to see uniformed military, firefighters, law-enforcement officers, or off-duty pilots and flight attendants sitting in those seats. While the gate agent may assign exit-row seats first, the flight attendant makes the final determination about who gets to sit in them. And the quality of our choices is one of the frequent concerns of Federal Aviation Administration officials when they audit airlines for safety practices. So please don't complain. I'm just doing my job.

6. Act like you don't know the meaning of the words "under the seat in front of you."

Someday I will be muttering "under the seat in front of you" in the old-age home for flight attendants. What is it that you don't understand? To be clear, items should not be stowed behind your calves, under your feet like a footstool, in the open seat next to you, or in your lap. It's under the seat in front of you. And it applies to everything you carry on board. Items stored carelessly can trip others, or dislodge during takeoff and get lost, or inconvenience others. And while I'm on the topic: Please don't wrap your purse (or umbrella strap) around your ankle to keep from forgetting it. What will happen in an emergency, when every second counts and there's no time to disentangle yourself from your precious bag? Will you drag it ball-and-chain-style down the aisle of a burning plane?

7. Whine about the high price of flying.

When I hear people complain about coach airfares, I know they're not keeping up with the news. Fares have rarely been cheaper. In recent years, it's not uncommon for you to be able to cross the continent for under $130 each way, with a maximum of one layover. It's a bargain! At that price, you're barely paying for the fuel to get your body there—never mind the cost of shipping your 50 pounds of gear. You're already on the gravy plane. People point to first class ticket holders and want to know why they don't get the same treatment. Wake up folks: You're getting a great deal. If you want even more, pay more!


People, please be considerate when staying in hotels and when flying! I beg of you!!!

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Wednesday, June 10, 2009

I Would Have...

...tasered her ass too! He warned her 5 times and she didn't listen. Some senior citizens seem to think that their age gives them a pass to be belligerent.


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Sunday, May 17, 2009

Something I've Been Checking Out..

...has me truly entertained! And I am sooooooo glad that I ran across it.

It's called FIVEBLACKGUYS on Youtube. I ran across it while watching a video that ShawnQT posted on his Facebook page and have been laughing and thinking every since.

They have about 280 videos so i've been watching them when I have time. But my favorite funny video date is the one that I watched on Shawn's Facebook page. It's a spoof of The Color Purple and it is funny as hell!!

My favorite serious video to date is Dating the Person or HIV. It's one of those that makes you realize that you don't know what you would do until you are put into a situation.

This week, starting today, they are celebrating their 1 year anniversary I just want to spread the word about them. Check them out.

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Friday, May 08, 2009

No Longer Will I...

...be the doer in my relationships. Whether they be platonic, romantic, or familial. I just refuse to do it anymore. I ALWAYS the one doing all the work to keep shit going and I refuse to do it anymore. I fucking refuse. People in my life are going to have to do as much for me as I do for them or they can go to hell.

...be the conformist in my relationships. Whether they be platonic, romantic, or familial. I just refuse to do it anymore. I am not a conformist in the sense that I do what everyone else does. I am a conformist in that I attempt to change myself to suit other people or to keep the peace. NO MORE!! NOPE! ABSOLUTELY NOT!

...be the only problem-solver in my relationships. Whether they be platonic, romantic, or familial. I just refuse to do it anymore. When someone has an issue, I do what I can to help them, sometimes hurting myself to help them. I do this even when they aren't doing anything to help themselves. This here will stop. If you aren't going to do for yourself, then don't even think to ask me for help.

...be the driver in my relationships. Whether they be platonic, romantic, or familial. I just refuse to do it anymore. I've dated dudes who have never been to my house to see me. I have friends who have never been to my house to see me. I have family members who have never been to my house to see me. From now on, you will have to put forth some effort to get in your car and drive that ass to see Norris.

To keep it simple, i'm just realizing that I do too much for others and don't get much in return. It's not other peoples's doing. It's mine and I know that. But people have gotten used to me being there for them. The problem with that is that I feel that they aren't there for me.

There are some changes coming up for me and my focus is to make life comfortable for me and not others. And if that means being called a bitch or losing some relationships, so be it.

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This Was Quite Interesting...

...but i'm not shocked that there was only 1 brotha with a truly enlightened opinion.

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This is F-ing Stupid

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Wednesday, April 29, 2009

I Love America's Best Dance Crew...

...but this will ALWAYS be my favorite group and my favorite routine!!

Right at :55 seconds I almost had an orgasm!!


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Wednesday, April 22, 2009

The Horse's Thing

Great laugh!!!!!!!


The Horse's Thingy!A chicken and a horse were playing in a meadow. The horse falls into a mud hole and is sinking. He calls to the chicken to go and get the farmer to help pull him to safety.

The chicken runs to the farmer but the farmer cannot be found. So she drives the farmer's BMW back to the mud hole and ties some rope around the bumper. She then throws the other end of the rope to her friend, the horse, and drives the car forward saving him from sinking.

A few days later the chicken and the horse were playing in the meadow again and the chicken fell into the mud hole. The chicken yelled to the horse to go and get some help from the farmer. The horse said, "No, I think I can stand over the hole."So he stretched his legs over the width of the hole and said, "Grab for my 'thingy' and pull yourself up."So the chicken grabbed hold of the horse's "thingy" and pulled herself to safety.

The moral of the story: If you're hung like a horse,
you don't need a BMW to pick up chicks!

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Thursday, April 16, 2009

The Urologist

I couldn't stop laughing!!!


A man went to his appointment with the urologist. In the examining room, he told the doctor, 'Don't laugh!' 'Of course I won't laugh,' the doctor said. 'I'm a professional. In more than twenty years, I've never laughed at a patient.'

'Okay then,' the man said, and proceeded to drop his trousers, revealing the tiniest 'willie' the doctor had ever seen. It wasn't any bigger than, a triple A battery. Unable to control himself, the doctor started giggling, then fell to the floor, laughing hysterically.

Ten minutes later, he was finally able to struggle to his feet and regain his composure. 'I'm so sorry,' he said. 'I really am'. I don't know what came over me. On my honor as a doctor and a gentleman, I promise it will never happen again. Now, what seems to be the problem?'

'It's swollen,' the man replied. Back on the floor went the urologist.

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Tuesday, April 07, 2009

I Know I'm Getting Older Because...

...I noticed that I was driving with 2 hands today. I have never done that before. It's always been one hand on the steering wheel and 1 on the gear shift or my chin.

I noticed that I have been squinting at shit even when I have my contact lenses in. I have no idea why I have been doing that since I can see perfectly when my "store bought eyes" are in.

I noticed that I couldn't care any less about what people think about me. A few weeks ago, my motto became "FUCK THEM HOES".

I noticed that some days I want to wear khakis and a polo shirt instead of jeans and a T-shirt or shorts and sneakers.

I noticed that i'm thinking about the long term when making the smallest of decisions. I guess it's time to start saving for retirement.

I'm saying more and more things that my mother and father used to say and understanding what they meant and why they made sense.

Yes, I am getting older. Well everyone is getting older, but what I am really doing is maturing into a better, more level-headed mindset. And that's a good thing.

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