Sunday, December 30, 2012

..."Your Mountain is Waiting"...

So get on your way!

Looking forward into the new year, I encourage you to remember these words of wisdom from your childhood, and how they forever ring true.

(Oh! The Places You'll Go by Dr. Seuss)

Tuesday, December 25, 2012

...The Title is Accurate...

Blake Shelton's Not So Family Christmas had some of the most wildly inappropriate comedy I've ever had the great pleasure of enjoying.

Some of this stuff is just wrong, but it's dang funny. (Watch it here if the embed's not cooperating)

I'll let you know if my "Just Like the Voice Chair" made it in time for Christmas.

In the meantime, I hope you have a safe and wonderful holiday season.

Sunday, December 23, 2012

(Hearts and Warm Wishes)

Warm wishes and loving thoughts to one and all, and especially to those most in need during this time.

(CeeLo Green - Mary Did You Know)

Wednesday, December 19, 2012

...One Day Comes After the Other...

I spend a lot of time checked out in my own world doing my own thing.

Then I check back in and wonder why I bothered.

It’s been a wild couple of weeks. Wild in the kind of way that makes you almost sad or disappointed that they either misread or found another Mayan calendar, and the end is not so near.

After Friday will come Saturday, but we could have used the fresh start.

Things are so crazy. What to do? What can even be done?

When we were kids we alternated between our two grandmothers’ churches. DadMom’s church was typical southern Baptist, MomMom’s church was AME. (African Methodist Episcopalian) but there wasn’t much difference between the two, or really, any other black church I’ve ever visited through the years.

Both churches were in very old, very large buildings that smelled like Comet cleanser and dust, and on holidays, sweet potatoes.

Sunday, December 16, 2012

... He Still Says He Wasn't Driving ...

Probably everyone has seen that slightly infamous drunk driver investigation tape by now and N*E*R*D fans recognize the sample from Anti-Matter, but whatever happened to ol’ Mr. Turner?

Allegedly, all these years later he’s still around and sticking to his story: he was drunk, but he wasn’t m—f-- drivin’.

If you missed it, here's the original    

Wednesday, December 12, 2012

... Everything I Love Goes Away! ...

This sums up my reaction to a recent email response I received from Newhall Laboratories.

I was having a difficult time finding my favorite hair product.

It had disappeared from the shelves before only to turn up in a whole slew of other stores, but this time all shelves were not empty (a good sign) but stocked with a completely different product (a horrible sign).

I hit the “contact us” button on the website and sent a message and had a reply the very next day.

Three and half years from the start date of my natural hair journey, my adored GroWorks will neither grow nor work for my coily mane again.

GroWorks was one of those products I told everyone about. I’ve never been one of those chicks to act confused or come down with a sudden case of amnesia when asked about my hair care.

I will tell you exactly what I use, how often I use it, where I buy it and how much I pay for it. I even tell people who my stylist is and give her number because I don’t want to lose a favorite product or person.

Alas, this has failed me since my precious, precious hair cream is going to that beauty supply store in the sky.

Sunday, December 9, 2012

...It's Your Holiday Warm Up...

Some great vids from earlier this week to get you into the holiday spirit.

You’ve probably seen this first video everywhere and now you get to see it here, too.

DMX’s version of Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer might be my favorite one, and the best version ever. And that includes the Temptations version.

And the Temptations version

This next one will give you ideas as to what to do with all the toys you give the kids for Christmas... since they will probably just be playing with the boxes they came in.
This is ridiculously awesome...   Jimmy Fallon, The Roots and Mariah Carey – All I Want for Christmas is You

Wednesday, December 5, 2012

...You Gotta Take Five, Man...

Because Dave Brubeck would have wanted it that way.

Music is Love… David Warren "Dave" Brubeck (December 6, 1920 – December 5, 2012)

Dave Brubeck Quartet- Take Five

Blue Rondo A La Turk

Besame Mucho

My Favorite Things

Three to Get Ready

If you have the time...Delight Yourself Further

Sunday, December 2, 2012

...Jo Jo Hailey Hits the Stage...

I mean, he really hits it.

And the security guy's response is like something out of a cartoon. 

Replay this on YouTube so you can read the comments on this one. They are as funny if not funnier than the video.

Thanks to LandoCommando54 for making me laugh so hard I cried.

Wednesday, November 28, 2012

...He Knew What He Was Talking About...

I happen to come across a familiar name on some paperwork and after some digging around, I re-discovered an old, old friend of mine.

We met somewhere around the 5th or 6th grade and we spent a lot of time together because teachers used to always sit the kids in alphabetical order which meant for years and years she sat one or two seats in front of me. Except that one time in the seventh grade when she was put in the wrong class.

By the time they discovered she was a nerd, too and moved her into our class she ended up behind me. I remember turning around to talk to her sometimes and she would be scribbling her boyfriend’s name all over stuff and “Mrs.  Her-first His-last-name”  on any space she could find.

Not long after we graduated high school, they got married. I remember going to the wedding with one of my best friends at the time. “How long do you think it will last?” I heard the lady behind me say.

Sunday, November 25, 2012

..."My Boyfriend is a Girl"...

Before it became completely staged, Jerry Springer was half way interesting and pretty darn sad.

You could sometimes see how hurt people were to find out these horrible shocking revelations. I watched it anyway in utter disbelief along with how many other millions of people until I grew bored of the encouraged drama.

Still, there was one episode that always stood out in my mind: Monique and Reno.

Every once in a great while my sister or I will turn to the other one and say, “I wonder whatever happened to them.”

Thanks to MsQueenPatti TV for the uploads. That’s two more VHS tapes I can throw away.

(My Boyfriend is a girl)

(My boyfriend is a girl Update)

Wednesday, November 21, 2012

(Happy (Almost) Thanksgiving!!)

Except for every member of the family being you in a costume, this probably isn't that far off from Thanksgiving with your own people.

Have a Safe and Happy Thanksgiving!

Sunday, November 18, 2012

...I Look at You and Sing a Song...

Admit it, you still have your LP just like I do, and remember every word.

This song has been on my mind for weeks.


(Sesame Street: Up & Down)

Wednesday, November 14, 2012

...Time's a wastin'...

So my birthday was just a few weeks ago and it’s true what they say: the older you get, the faster those suckers come around.

Not good considering my ongoing struggles with personal time management.

Seems like I just wrote a birthday post, and now here I am again thinking about the year gone by, and the year ahead; what’s done and what’s not quite there yet.

I deliberately didn’t set a ton of goals for myself in this last year just because I had a weird feeling about the year. (I was right, too.) Still the few plans I did make didn’t quite match up to my results.

It wasn’t because I didn’t dream big, it was because I know myself too well. I'm not grumbling, I'm just saying.

As usual, most of what I accomplished worked well for people that weren’t me, and I failed to scoot myself up to the front burner.

I was watching the movie, The Fighter, the other night and realized that I identify well with the protagonist, Micky. He did so much to please so many and all he had to show for it was a bashed-in face.

I don’t want to make it sound like I sat around all last year whimpering about my busy schedule and how much people get on my nerves (even if it was and they do). I half way mentioned without really mentioning a project that fell into my lap that I’m very excited about.

Wednesday, November 7, 2012

...Well That Was Fun...

Raise your hand if you had a hangover this morning.

I don’t care if you were drinking (celebratory or not), sleep deprived or just confused because when you went to bed last night that map was so red, you thought it was bleeding,  either way, chances are that you woke up this morning feeling a little fuzzy.

And it didn’t even matter who you voted for.

So what happened?

A few things really.

The first being the possibility that  a lot of those people that voted for Mitt Romney were not voting for Mitt Romney. They were voting against Barack Obama. 

You will always, always have that segment of the population that just did not want the black guy to win. Even in a so-called “multiracial” or “post-racial” America. Some people are still afraid that a black person in power means it’s only a matter of time before we round up and enslave all the white people.

Let me reassure you that this has never been part of the plan. Or if it is, no one told me. Equality is just equality, it doesn’t mean one person has to have their foot on the other person. Remember that.

And remember this, making choices based on what you don’t want almost never works. I know that from years and years of personal experience. It’s like turning to run from something only to take two steps and smack your face into a wall.

Beyond that there were too many times when Mitt Romney said or did something that suggested:

Tuesday, November 6, 2012

...If It Feels Good, You Gotta Do It...

Even if it doesn’t, do it anyway.

I mean voting, of course, what were you thinking?

If you like the current poll numbers or if you’re wondering what the heck is wrong with people, run to your assigned voting location and share your opinion with your vote.

Sunday, November 4, 2012

...It Still Kind of Resonates...

Released just before the 2004 Presidential election, the message in Eminem's Mosh video still applies all these years later.

Whatever you love or hate, make your opinion known.  Your vote does count, or they wouldn't be trying so hard to squash it.

Election day this year is November 6th. I'll meet you at the polls.

Wednesday, October 31, 2012

..."His eyes have all the seeming"...

...of a demon's that is dreaming,
And the lamplight o'er him streaming throws his shadows on the floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted - nevermore!
Now that's how you end a poem.
The Simpsons did a great job with Edgar Allan Poe's The Raven, featuring narration by the great James Earl Jones.
I'm excited to find it uploaded in full. - Enjoy, and have a safe and happy Halloween!

Sunday, October 28, 2012

...Lauryn Hill Did It Best...

I passed maybe three or four videos in a row that tried the same concept as Ms. Hill's Doo Wop (That Thing) video and none of them worked well for me.

They all just made me want to watch her video to see how it's really done.

Amazing how cool this still is.

Wednesday, October 24, 2012

...It's Human Nature...

Round 2 looked like the Battle Challenge on The Voice

At the risk of sounding completely shallow I will admit to being mad that the Voice lost an hour to the presidential debate on Monday night.

I officially have election fatigue and so I wasn’t as attentive to the final debate as I had been with the others.  (Although you have to admit the V.P.  debate was good comedy; like the end of a dinner party where people did more drinking than eating.)

There was one moment on Monday night that caught my attention for sure.  It was Romney’s response to President Obama’s answer to the Libya- what happened/why/what next –question.

Well, my strategy's pretty straightforward, which is to go after the bad guys, to make sure we do our very best to interrupt them, to — to kill them, to take them out of the picture. But my strategy is broader than — than that. That's — that's important, of course, but the key that we're going to have to pursue is a — is a pathway to — to get the Muslim world to be able to reject extremism on its own. …

Maybe I misinterpreted, but it sounded to me that he said, “we have to get everyone to think alike for the greater, common good.”

Sounds like a cult to me.

Sunday, October 21, 2012

...It Gets You Down...

I’m still feeling a bit fragmented from some recent personal events, but you’re all good people so I know you will pardon me while I retrieve the bits and pieces.

I still don’t understand how something can be slow and still sudden or how the smallest thing, no matter how prepared for it you are, can obliterate. I suppose one day it’ll all make sense.

This song has been on my mind for awhile now. I understand there is some dispute about the lyrics and the meaning, but from what I know, it fits right now.

(Thanks to Radiojaba for the upload: Thom Yorke- Analyse)

A self-fulfilling prophecy of endless possibility
In rolling reams across a screen
In algebra, in algebra

The fences that you cannot climb
The sentences that do not rhyme
In all that you can ever change
The one you're looking for

It gets you down
It gets you down

There's no spark
No light in the dark

It gets you down
It gets you down

You traveled far
What have you found
That there's no time
There's no time

To analyse
To think things through
To make sense

Like candles in the city, they never looked so pretty
By power cuts and blackouts
Sleeping like babies

It gets you down
It gets you down

You're just playing a part
You're just playing a part
You're playing a part
Playing a part

And there's no time
There's no time

To analyse

Wednesday, October 17, 2012

...That's Some Leap...

I tried to think of a time in my life where I had to step outside my comfort zone, really trust myself, trust the situation, and possibly trust others, and jump right in.

I couldn’t think of one.

I’m sure there has to have been one but I can’t recall it at the moment.

Plus it’s no secret that I’m more of the sort of gal who wades in slowly.

Years of being the back- up plan for the failed attempts of so many others and not really having anything outside of myself as a back -up plan for me tends to make one cautious. I don’t know which wears you down more- being landed on, or not having a place to land- but both can be pretty damaging if you experience them enough.

Sometimes I hate myself for it. Sometimes I’m glad I do it.

Still it must be nice to be able to take a deep breath, step into the majestic unknown, experience the excitement, the uncertainty, the exhilaration and the euphoria, then land coolly on your feet.

That’s some leap.

World perspective -

I catch my breath and then… I wish I may, I wish I might….

I’m still not there yet but it doesn’t mean I won’t ever be. As a good friend once said to me, “Too long in one spot will blister your keister!”

I get it. I promise. This is our lifetime.

Peaceful Journey, MMN, you sleep now. From this world to the next you will remain in our hearts.

Sunday, October 14, 2012

...And They Love It...

Funny how they don't like the taste but then go back for more.

And shame on us for being so amused by it.

(Babies taste lemons for the first time)

Wednesday, October 10, 2012

...Short People Got No Reason...

I always wonder what made him pick “short people” over any other group?

I sing that song all the time in the grocery store when I can’t get something from a top shelf but otherwise, I don’t consider myself short and don’t generally have a problem with my height.

I think a better group would have been introverts.

Introverts got no reason…

Okay it’s not as catchy but if you consider the world seems to encourage some sort of unofficial competition where the loudest, most obnoxious person takes the top prize then “introverts” seems more appropriate over “short people.” (Who by the way can be some of the loudest people, but I assume it’s because they have to be.)

For me, “loud” is tolerable. “Loud and wrong” is where you start to see me leave the room.

For example, there’s this lady at my job. So loud is this woman, she sounds like she’s on a bullhorn every time she speaks. No matter your question, she will have a loud, clear, assertive answer for you.

She will also usually be wrong, but she says it like it’s the gospel truth and everyone always believes it is.

Sunday, October 7, 2012

...I Couldn't Do It...

Check out this Shaolin Warrior Training video… and feel inadequate.


  • 20 mins: There are sit ups and then there are these
  • 37 mins: wouldn’t if I could, and then he hangs himself
  • 43 mins: can teeth lift weights? How strong do your teeth and gums have to be to do this?
  • 56 mins: but could he do it without the towels around the ropes?
  • 1h, 12mins: He’s number 1! He’s Number 1!
  • 1h, 19 mins: He could at least make it to Vegas Week on SYTYCD with that

Wednesday, October 3, 2012

...A Picture's Worth is Questionable...

They say a picture is worth a thousand words, but I wonder.
I found some photos at my mom’s house that looked like they could have been taken by Gordon Parks or James Van Der Zee.

These pictures were all black and white or in sepia-tone. There were beautiful people with great smiles wearing stylish clothing and flawless make-up in unbelievable settings.
But these were real people that we knew. Family and their friends, some I recognized and some I didn’t. Most of these pictures were probably from the 50s or 60s, some earlier or later, but just guessing from the hair and clothing, the ages of some folks I recognized.

There were others that were much older. I found one of a group of kids that looked like it could have dated back to the Depression era. My mom didn’t know who any of them were and said that many of them had just been passed down over the years. 
Something happens to someone, and someone else inherits a big box of photos, and the stories they attempt to share.

While I was looking at the pictures, I wondered if the people in them had a clue about how amazing and fascinating their  life really was.
Probably not. Would anyone?

Do you?

I took it as a reminder to try to appreciate the now.
That which seems absurdly normal this minute could be absurdly otherwise some years from now.
It also made me wish I had known them and had the opportunity to speak with them. A few of them are still alive but much, much older and not really where I can reach them.

I asked my mom to make a journal, using the photographs and writing anything she could remember about the picture or the people in it so we would never forget.
A picture all by itself no matter how amazing is only revealing but so much.

I commented on a few pictures of the same couple, holding drinks and holding hands, smiling and smooching.
My mom confirmed that they were a mostly happy couple. So happy together that one was often miserable when they were apart. Most likely because the other one was married to someone else.

Pictures are pretty cool, but contrary to popular opinion they say a lot less than we wish they would.
With all the complexities captured about a still moment in time, you can’t really tell someone’s story in a thousand words.

I mean, you could, but odds are it wouldn’t be enough.

Seems appropriate… Jamiroquai – Stillness in Time

Someone’s favorite song… Hank Williams, Jr. – Your Cheatin’ Heart

Mozez – Feel Free

Sunday, September 30, 2012

..."I Used to Like Hot Wheels.... When I was Little"...

This kid’s so cute.

How can you not love the creativity and ingenuity of 9-year-old Caine Monroy?

He spent his summer building an elaborate cardboard arcade inside his dad’s used auto parts store, and invited the world to play.

A short film by Nirvan, produced by Interconnected.
Caine's Arcade from Nirvan Mullick on Vimeo.

Wednesday, September 26, 2012

...Sometimes I Just Wonder: Blink Twice edition

I am still working between working but things come up that get my attention, if only for a minute.

Sometimes it’s for a good reason, and sometimes not so much but a friend recently pointed out that the most excitement I express at anything these days is to blink twice in a row, hence the title.

For starters, if you pass Hernando Guanlao, give that man a hug and thank him for me. He managed to turn the front of his house (and part of his living room) into a free lending library.

No return dates, no late fees, and instead of people stealing books, they returned them and donated more.

I love this idea and would consider if I had a different living situation. And also if I didn’t hate the thought of strangers lurking around my house. I’m on another binge and need to get rid of a ton of books. I think if I sell everything I’m willing to part with for a quarter each, I could have an extra grand before Christmas. I wish I was joking. I have five full bookshelves and piles on every table and on the floor. I think I need a professional.

Kudos Mr. Guanlao.

And then Boo hiss to those Houston cops who were apparently so poorly trained that they had to shoot to death a double amputee to disarm him. The full story is here but here’s a quick summary:

Sunday, September 23, 2012

Wednesday, September 19, 2012

...This Guy is Bad with Numbers...

First the 51 percent thing, now this.

What the heck was this all about?

I’m going to state this as “elegantly” as I can manage:

You, sir, are an idiot.

I’m so glad this was caught on tape because no one would believe it was ever said without the video evidence.
Who would think that someone could ever utter something so unbelievably stupid, divisive, and outright false? Especially if that someone were running for president.

How can you lead a group of people when you can’t stand nearly half the people in the group?
The thing is you can’t.

You just made it clear in your own words that you have no plans to even “worry about those people.”

So who are those people?  Those 47 percent who will vote for Obama anyway,  who are dependent upon government, who believe that they are victims, who believe the government has a responsibility to care for them, who believe that they are entitled to health care, to food, to housing, to you-name-it. …These are people who pay no income tax.”

Who doesn’t pay taxes?

People who are so far below the poverty line that the standard deduction leaves them with no taxable income, some seniors, and some fairly well to do folks who used some tax exemptions to whittle down to a zero balance due.  

Sunday, September 16, 2012

...This Explains It...

Tom Jones on the Midnight Special- -

My sister and I caught a replay of this entire program by accident once and before long the room sounded like a Beatles concert even though it was just the two of us.

Not hard to understand how a girl becomes a Tom Jones fan, those moves are hard to resist.

Third Rate Romance

“Give it to me, son” Love Machine


Wednesday, September 12, 2012

...This is the Post-Vacation Post...

Abbreviated versions of all the stuff I scribbled down over the last couple of weeks but didn’t post here because, yes, there are times, spaces, and places a girl can be without internet access.

Sometimes referred to as a vacation.

Needless to say I worked during my vacation, but I also cleaned up, caught up on books and movies, relaxed, and stared at a few hours of a Love & Hip Hop: Atlanta marathon.

There’s this chick that I thought had some sense fighting over that guy that used to make hits at Bad Boy Records with some girl with the most chiseled jaw and ballooned body parts I’ve ever seen on a biological woman.

And then another girl fighting a different chick in a ratty hair piece (that was on Flavor of Love, I think) over a guy that my mom kept calling "Lil Snappy."

Business as usual at VH1.

Something (sorta) different in Chicago where the teachers (average annual income: $71,000 - $76,000) went on strike over a pay increase cancellation, the potential inability to pass a standardized test and some other stuff.

I understand that some teachers are severely underpaid, but quite a few of them are incredibly overpaid. True, Pay cuts suck. I know this from personal experience, and I feel their pain, but won’t someone please think of the children?

I remember our teachers went on strike during my senior year. The school year was so late getting started, we had prom and graduation in June but were still in class until the middle of July.

On the subject of BS, best wishes to Kwame Kilpatrick. The former Detroit mayor is on trial for (alledgedly) doing a bad impersonation of Dick Cheney during his Halliburton days.

I still don’t know who Mr. Kilpatrick pissed off but they are on a mission to have him hanging, skinned and smoldering from the tallest tree in the city by early next year.

Then they’ll find some reason to take the corpse to court…. Burn, tax dollars, burn.

Speaking of bad politics, the Republican National Convention was as fascinating as it was terrifying.

Sunday, September 9, 2012

...If Cats Were as Crazy as Their People...

...They would invent this.

The funniest part of this "commercial" is really the music, but I bet the idea isn't that far from being on the market.

Wednesday, September 5, 2012

...I'm Singin' in the Rain....

I have a pressing deadline,  and hope to be back up to full speed here next week.

In the meantime, please enjoy this wonderful documentary on Gene Kelly. The great American dancer and actor would have celebrated his 100th birthday on August 23.

I've mentioned before how he's been an influence in my life, and it would be safe to say he's a great part of the reason why I love musicals.... But even people that don't love musicals love Gene Kelly.

He was handsome, smart, creative, and incredibly talented.

Watch, and fall in love..
{Gene Kelly: Anatomy of a Dancer}

Kindest regards to Aldo Rodriguez for the upload. The folks at the library were probably getting suspicious of how often I was checking this video out.

Wednesday, August 29, 2012

...We Could Count on Him...

Or maybe because of him.

God Bless and keep the soul of Jerry Nelson, the voice of Sesame Street’s Count Von Count (1934-2012)

Sunday, August 26, 2012

... !!!!!!....

It's called "the scariest video you have ever watched in the name of science" and unless there's a video demonstrating how they get back down, I would say it is probably the scariest, or at least most unnerving thing I've seen in quite some time.

You couldn't pay me enough to do this. If it were left to me whatever the hell is broken up there would just have to stay broken.

Wednesday, August 22, 2012

...Romney Calls It: Obama Wins...

Republican presidential candidate Mitt Romney had this to say about President Barack Obama: “He demonizes some. He panders to others. His campaign strategy is to smash America apart and then cobble together 51 percent of the pieces. If an American president wins that way, we all lose,"


Women make up about 51 percent of the US population and the GOP has established a platform that includes an across the board abortion ban, with no exceptions under any circumstances.

So assuming that women with a sense of self vote to not have any idiots in their personal business and assuming you can also include the votes of men who want to make sure they can still get booty from women who will have to come up with other means of birth control, then Obama will clearly pass the 51 percent mark.

Sunday, August 19, 2012

..."I Can Love You Crazy"...

My memories of this song are all related to Detroit dance show, The Scene,  so I had no clue there was an actual video for this or what these people even looked like.

I also didn’t realize how old the song really was.vThis video dates back to 1978 (wow, really?) so I guess that’s why they hadn’t quite perfected the visual.

Not sure why the female vocalists missed the video shoot but the guys seemed to do okay without them… I guess.

(Foxy - Get Off)

Wednesday, August 15, 2012

...Love is a Universal Language...

I don’t remember whose dumb idea it was, but about half way through the day I was regretting my choice to go along with it.

Somehow, I ended up watching infants over the weekend. I was told that I wouldn’t have to handle more than two at a time but since they were all under the age of one, two babies felt like seven.

I ended up with four.

So basically I had fourteen high energy babies on my hands. Frankly, I think they were multiplying as the day went on, so there might have been like 30 or 40 of them… a hundred or more.

That’s what it felt like anyway.

That night was the earliest I ever went to bed and probably the hardest I’ve slept in years. Those kids ran me ragged. But I will never forget their toothless grins and semi-creepy – group- giggling- at- nothing-in -particular thing they do.

I think I can admit that most of what I don’t like about kids, probably has more to do with what I don’t understand or what I find strange about them.

That’s how it starts, you see.

Sunday, August 12, 2012

...It's Ecstasy....

When you lay down next to me....

Watching him perform in this very green suit, it's hard to imagine he would have had his same success if he were a new artist today where the look is more important than the talent.

And yet when people think of  sexy love songs , they think of Barry White.

And because you were probably thinking of it anyway


Wednesday, August 8, 2012

...Love Means Never Having to Say You're Sorry...

When I first saw the movie, Love Story and heard this famous quote, I don’t think I understood it correctly.

I took it to be a quote about forgiveness, as in “no apology necessary, I love you so much that I understand.”

As a result I hated that quote. Didn’t like the movie much either.

I kept having the same argument with someone over and over again. Sometimes they’d say, “I told you I was sorry” and sometimes they wouldn’t but every time I would think, “Stop apologizing. Why can’t you just do better and not have to have a reason to apologize?”

After a while the apologies start to feel like a set up to get me to let my guard down.

Not long after that, they just become pointless altogether: foul up, apologize, repeat.

Your apology just becomes another lie that you don’t even tell very well.

Sunday, August 5, 2012

..."I Will Lower My Head"...

That might be one of the best lines ever delivered in a movie in a long time.

I had been so busy, my Netflix were collecting dust. But not since Pixar's Up have I been so glad that I made a last minute decision to go ahead and watch a movie before I sent it back.

It was late, and I told myself I'd only watch the first 10 or 15 minutes to get an idea about it then turn it off.

A half hour later, I decided to watch just the first hour and go to bed.

About two hours in I was crying my head off. (Darn you George Chen!)

The Flowers of War is one of the most beautiful, heart-wrenching, most extraordinary movies I've seen in a long time.

There is some very graphic war violence in this film as it takes place in 1937 during the Nanking Massacre (frequently referred to as The Rape of Nanking) so it's not for the kiddies, or possibly the squeamish.

Still, this is really a wonderful story about understanding, love, incredible strength, and sacrifice.

The performances are awesome and the story is magnificent.

Make a snack and settle in. Many, many thanks to luckyday1984 for the upload

Wednesday, August 1, 2012

...It's going to be darn difficult... refer to them as the Wachowski Brothers now.

I met them once. Outside a New York studio with Laurence Fishburne when they were making the first Matrix movie and they were introduced to me as the Wachowski Brothers by Mr. Fishburne.

They were very polite and I shook their hands and told them I was looking forward to the movie since they made one of my other all time favorites, Bound.

The funny part is, the thing I remember most about meeting them all (aside from something about Mr. Fishburne making me want to stand up straighter and be on my best behavior) was that one of the Wachowskis had the softest hands I ever felt on a man.

Probably just a weird coincidence; I couldn’t even tell you which brother was which back then so also probably irrelevant. Still kind of funny though.

Anyway, even though some sources say this has been happening for awhile, it’s still cool news to me.

Congrats to Lana Wachowski.

It’s looking to be a great year for some friends in spirit.

This movie is so trippy. (Bound trailer)

Sunday, July 29, 2012

...Two Loves Have I...

Phylicia Rashad performing Two Loves Have I from the Josephine Superstar album

On a related note, there's an epsiode of the Cosby Show where Cliff tells Sondra that he always wanted to go to Brazil because he saw the movie Black Orpheus and wanted to find the woman in the movie.

Years later when I would finally see the movie, it was hard not to notice there was a woman in there that looked like a young Phylicia Rashad, who played Cliff's wife. Funny.

("Bonjour, Sondra" - The Brazil story starts at about the 6-minute mark)

(Black Orpheus trailer. Or have a great lazy Sunday and watch the full movie here. One of my favorites!)

Wednesday, July 25, 2012

...It's a Good Thing...

I was on the phone with my mom when I opened the email about Pharrell’s engagement.

Her response was an enthusiastic, “Ohh! That’s good news. They have kids, right?”

“Yep, one boy.”

“Good for them. That’s a good thing.”

And while I know you don’t believe me, I agree.

Maybe now we’ll get to see her smile for once.

And maybe now people will stop referring to her as “wifey” which is high on my list of words I wish I could set on fire never to be used again. It’s not a real word people, it’s a Judy Blume book about two sluts married to each other and their disintegrating marriage, and the term is not used positively.

As far as I’m concerned that word lives next door to the c-word. Yeah that one.

But I digress, this is a happy occasion and congratulations is definitely in order.

Had I bet money, I could throw a party right now because I predicted an engagement right after Shae’s wedding pictures were released.

Sunday, July 22, 2012

..."I Don't Have Low Self Esteem....

...I have low esteem for others".

I loved this show and related well to the title character, Daria.

Rumor has it that MTV will re-air a few episodes later this summer during something called Retro Mania. Try and catch a few if you can.

If nothing else, don't miss this one. (Daria: Esteemers)

Wednesday, July 18, 2012

...Smarts and Stupids is Relatives...

I had a strange and somewhat humbling experience while I was going through a gigantic stack of training evaluations earlier this week.

I review these things pretty regularly and I’m noticing more and more that while most of the attendees have an advanced degree in whatever, more than half of them are barely literate.

I don’t mean common misspellings or grammar errors. I mean I’m pretty sure some of these people probably can’t read very well at best, or are completely illiterate at worst. Unbelievable the things they write. And these were handwritten evaluations so it wasn’t like they were typing when their fingers slipped off the home row.

I’m telling you there were a lot letters put together but not a lot of words.

Some of them were (I think) trying to complain that their skill level was above the training content. I’m going to give them the benefit of the doubt and assume they meant their job skills and not their English skills.

Still it’s hard to not believe that part of being well-educated is the ability to read and write, but I guess not.

The humbling experience came from how many people tried to sound all smurt and stuff. I could tell they were supposed to be saying something thoughtful or intelligent but it was mostly coming across like, “we who that are always we that who”

Sunday, July 15, 2012

...I Practice in my Living Room...

Simply because one of the happy side effects of yoga becomes less than desirable when you are in a classroom setting.

Prepare for class with these handy tips.... Remember, it's unhealthy to hold it in.

Wednesday, July 11, 2012

... A Funny Thing Happened...

I’m late as usual, and it’s not like I matter but I must say, I like him even more now.

I’m so tired of all the liars in my life; honesty is the balm.

I live daily with the pain of secrets. And it’s surprising how often I share this with people and instead of encouraging me to set myself free, they remind me that I am strong enough to hold it. I wonder.

It’s funny what happens when you write things down.  Did you see it?

I wrote “set myself free” … An accidental reminder that it’s up to me I guess. It’s hard to do without help or a little support sometimes. Even harder to do when people are working so hard to make sure you don’t get it done.

If misery loves company why don’t miserable people stick to their own kind? There are more than enough of you to go around, you don’t need to recruit new members.

Anyway, I know what it’s like to have people crap on you just for being who you are and feeling like you aren’t allowed to be yourself because people wouldn’t understand.

Those people are stupid. But they are loud and forceful, so we just have to do the best we can.

I say this a lot but it never stops being true: Be nice to you; You are your own best thing.

Frank Ocean performing “Bad Religion” on the Jimmy Fallon Show. Wow. Amen.

Wednesday, July 4, 2012

...This Looks Like a Norman Rockwell Painting...

Great shot, Win Mcnamee
My mom is a huge art collector and loves, among others, Norman Rockwell.

That kid knows how to keep cool and have fun doing it. (Freakin’ summerheat). And that face is priceless.

Whatever you do to celebrate Independence Day, remember to practice firework, grill, and heat safety.

Look. Some of these people are just asking for it.

Be nice, Have fun, and Happy 4th!


Turner Classics will air A Face in the Crowd starring Andy Griffith at 8pm (EST) on Wednesday, July 18th. You don’t have to be a fan of the actor to love this movie, but you will be impressed.

Also, lots of hugs, kisses and cool thoughts to our friends on the eastcoast. I was complaining about how my A/C breaks annually and I’m barely keeping cool under the fan. I think I’ll shut up now.

Sunday, July 1, 2012

..."One morning Gerald awoke transformed into a woman"...

This is so freaking awesome. Be sure to watch the credits.
{Animated short Geraldine}

See more great work from Arthur De Pins including the hilarious short La Marche du Crabe

Wednesday, June 27, 2012

...It's an Invasion of the Bean Snatchers...

I have a magic bean.

I know it’s not literally a magic bean but I call it that because of all of the amazing things that have grown from it and that I’m sure will come later.

Whenever I tend to it, I notice something else awesome about it. I love it and it makes me smile. That’s pretty magical. I hope it never loses its magic.  I lay awake some nights hoping it’ll always be okay.

There are some people out there that are anything but magical beans. They’re like, anti-beans or something….Bean-o, if you will.

Maybe, Bean snatchers.

I have one of those, too.

Bean snatchers are those angry, miserable, unhappy people who are always mad, sad, or dramatically upset about something. There’s always something wrong. No one knows the trouble they’ve seen, nobody knows their sorrow.

Yeah, well, nobody cares either.

Sunday, June 24, 2012

...I Could Watch this All Day, Mayne...

It's funny but it was created out of a serious context.

{Terrence Howard says "Mayne"}

Directed and edited by Diran Lyons:

"Terrence Howard Says 'Mayne' (Hustle and Flow Supercut)" emphasizes the androcentric use of language in Craig Brewer's film "Hustle & Flow." The video was inspired in part by Ewuare Osayande's essay, "Manufacturing Pimps: Rewarding the Violent Repression of Black Women." In it, Osayande presents a powerful critique of the film's glorification of male-dominance and the exploitation of women.

I don’t necessarily agree with everything in the essay but it’s a good read with some interesting points.
PiNK COUNTER = MAYNE is said to a woman.
BLuE COUNTER = MAYNE is said total, man, woman, thing, ho, or trick.

Wednesday, June 20, 2012

...It's Better to be Late than Dead...

Summer tiiiiime, and the living is easy…..

It’s time for family reunions, summer camp, and an extra sprinkle of baby powder in your bra.

And vacations!

All summer long we can expect to see the long train of cars travelling across highways for college road trips, graduation parties, amusement parks and other fun destinations.

I thought I’d share a few tips to make sure that no matter where you go, you arrive alive because maybe the only thing worse than being injured or jailed as a direct result of your carelessness and/or stupidity is that last moment before your last breath when you have just enough time to think about it and  regret it all.

I don’t imagine the tail-gating event that you’d like to participate in is a funeral procession, so please be smart and drive like someone out there loves you.

Let’s start with the obvious:

 - - No driving under the influence (Alcohol, legal or illegal drugs, annoying passengers, etc.)

 --No driving distracted (making/taking calls, texting, eating, drinking, smoking, reading, applying beauty aids, sleeping or engaging in sexual activity, etc)

 - - Avoid accidents: “go” before you leave. (and by accidents I mean crashing your car or tinkling yourself)

--Pack your patience. Everyone wants to get to where they’re going safely. That guy isn’t driving slow to annoy you and if he is, so what. It’s not that serious.

Sunday, June 17, 2012

{Happy Father's Day!}

This little girl demonstrates how good fathering skills make their way back around.

It's okay, Dad, you're still a winner to me.

Have a Happy Father's Day!

Wednesday, June 13, 2012

...I Fought the Blot...and the Blot Won...

Holidays and special occasions can be difficult when you’ve lost someone you care about.

I miss my dad all the time and naturally I’m thinking about him a lot now with Father’s Day around the corner. 

When my dad got sick that week before he passed, he was watching TV when he … let’s say tossed his cookies. I was going to say he called Earl, but doesn’t seem right to use that expression when his brother Earl preceded him in passing.

My mom cleaned the mess but at the most random times the stain would come back, stay awhile and disappear. It varied in size and shape and I swore to my mom it was a sign. She thought it was a sign that he didn’t move a bit faster and make it off the carpet to the bathroom.

I never determined the pattern of the returning stain before she moved but I wished I had paid closer attention. I’m sure it was something.

After my mom moved, she found a restaurant in the area that made pretty good Coney dogs and she would stop in periodically for a pick up.  I went in one day to pick up her order. “Now before you go in I should tell you there’s a regular customer in there who looks weirdly familiar.  He’ll be sitting at that little island right next to the cakes. Oh, and if the cake looks fresh, get a slice of caramel.”

Sunday, June 10, 2012

...Yes, It's Funny...

But it sounds good, too.

It kind of sounds like D'Angelo and the Beatles had a musical baby.

(Chad Hugo & Treezy)

Wednesday, June 6, 2012

..."You don't seem important"...

Someone actually said that to me. A co-worker.

It all started after I was offered a certain intern to help with a project I’m working on. I refused and in so many words let it be known that I didn’t care much for that particular intern’s attitude.

I found her to be rude and snotty, and one day in passing she actually looked me up and down, stuck her nose up in the air and flipped her hair at me when we had passed in close proximity.

Co-worker laughed. “She didn’t know who you were. I’m sure if she had known she would have been kissing your [arse] like she does everyone else higher up around here.”

“She’s an intern. If she’s trying to get in full time, shouldn’t she just be nice to everyone? Especially if she doesn’t know who the person is?”

“Yeah, but she probably thought you were another intern or something. You look like a kid. You hardly speak. You don’t seem important.”

I had to think about that one a minute. Some people are foolish, some are mean-spirited, some seem directionless, but I’m not sure about anyone truly being “not important.”

Sunday, June 3, 2012

...You Will if You Believe You Will...

I sobbed hysterically.

I am overwhelmed and exhausted with hearing about craziness and crime and people just being butt-monkeys, so it was a pleasant surprise to find a link to something positive. I’m not sure when I started bawling but wow, this video really flipped on the waterworks for me.

This is the story of Matt W. who despite being given the option to sit out field day at his elementary school, chose to run the full two laps. When he starts to slow down he’s shown the most amazing amount of support from his gym teacher and classmates.

Oh, and minor but critical point: Matt has spastic cerebral palsy.

I tell myself that I can do whatever I put my mind to doing but it’s easy to forget when you’re in the middle of whine-fest.

Don’t ever say you can’t, because you can.

Wednesday, May 30, 2012

...Sometimes I Just Groove...

I just had the most pleasant, personally productive, low stress long weekend ever, so you’ll pardon me while I shake and wake my brain back up to full power.

In the meantime, please enjoy this litany of earworms.

I listened to a lot of music the last 4 ½ days, so this is as narrowed down as I could get it.

Outkast – Player’s Ball (the reprise remix)

Skee-Lo – I Wish

Herb Alpert – Rise

Jody Watley – Most of All
Jody Watley - Most Of All by jpdc11

Sunday, May 27, 2012


Cedar Point is open!

Mean Streak

Blue Streak

The Corkscrew - the thing I remember most about the corkscrew was that you waited in line for what felt like 2 hours to get on a ride that felt like 20 seconds. Fun though.

The Gemini - so named because there were two going side by side on the track

The Coal Miner – my favorite ride besides the Gemini and the Wildcat, the joy of this ride was its rickety motion and loud creaking. It always sounded like it was going to completely fall apart at any minute

The Wildcat - Not a lot of steep drops on this one but the speed was break-neck.

The Mantis- this ride made its debut after my family stopped going so I never had a chance to hop on. Looks like I’m missing out

Cheers to Coasterwiz for uploading this and bringing back some great memories.

Wednesday, May 23, 2012

...It's Just Different...

That unintentionally funny “I Am Other” campaign left me with the “Really?” face.

If I close my eyes, the message is okay, but when I open them I see a bunch of people that look like models staring off into space. Not sure what’s so “other” about gang of super pretty people pretending to embrace being different.

They make it look so exciting, like "Join us, we're cool and we have fun."

I have been different my whole life and it wasn’t all that fun. It was just... different.

I can recall having whole groups of girls telling me they had decided I was too weird to talk to and then ignoring me for the rest of the year. I often think if the adolescent I was then were to be here today, there would probably be a video on YouTube or somewhere of that little girl having her butt kicked.

I still quite frequently find myself in conversations where the response I get makes me wonder if I’m really speaking English. This is even with so-called like-minded individuals; we’re all talking about the same thing, or so I thought, and I’ll mention something and there’s dead silence.

My sister told me if I was a TV show, the screen would have to freeze after I said anything so they could insert a voiceover to explain what I just said. I don’t feel like I’m saying anything astronomical, but I guess it must be out there because I send it out but darn if it ever comes back.