Thursday, April 30, 2009
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Monday, April 27, 2009
The Soloist. Grade: A-. Love Jamie Foxx. He's amazing. He definitely was not his normal dapper looking self, but um..i can excuse the balding jerri curl in exchange for a spectacular performance. I'm also happy that Robert Downey Jr has finally gotten his shit together enough to start making good movies again. His drug use and now sobriety has made him such a gritty and genuine talent. Like it took for him to go through hell and back to really come into his own as an actor. Both were great. I gave it the minus after the A only cuz the end seemed a lil abrupt to me. I just wanted more.
Obsessed. Grade: C+. Okay so i'll say it. The only thing saving this movie was the fight scene at the end, Bey's clothes (love the little black dress she wore out to dinner with hubby), and the sheer comedy of it all. Who knew a movie about a psycho stalker bitch creating drama for a young family could be so hillarious? I swear there were moments in that movie where I almost had tears in my eyes I laughed so hard. I dont think it was meant to be funny at all but between Bey's "acting", Idris jus being plain stupid and the skinny white chick really believing Idris would leave Beyonce for HER...lollll. Yeah I would see it again. And I would be sneaking into it again too cuz im not payin for it. Now I will go a lil easy on Ms Knowles and give her props on coming a loooong way from playing Foxy Brown on that stupid ass Austin Powers movie. She had her moments in this movie where she showed some decent acting abilities. A tad bit overdone, but eh. Ill get what I can take.
Other than that, I did nothing. My wkend was fairly unimpressive. A little depressing actually. But im not even gonna get all into that right now. Its a new week and i can't wait until Friday!
Friday, April 24, 2009
* Might check out some spoken word poetry in Oakland by Staceyann Chin (from Def Jam poety) if I feel like payin for a BART ticket.
* I'm having a love affair with my hair right now :-) I've become hair obsessed in my journey towards reaching mid-back length and I must say I like it!
* Don't know what to cook for dinner tonite that can top my new creation of mexican lasagna last night.
* After watching the season finale of Making the Band last night, let me reiterate that I can not stand Diddy or his teeth.
* After watching the finale of For the Love of Ray J earlier in the week, let me reiterate that Ray J and Cockatoo will last the duration of the summer and then she'll be back to flashin her boobs on the streets of Sacramento and he'll be back to smashin Danger and releasing lame hoebag singles.
* I need to clean my apartment. I'd rather deep condition my hair.
* I want a new tattoo so bad im tempted to do it myself.
* My bday is in 77 days and i'm none too excited. I feel so old. In 4 years i'll be 30. Life is over.
* I want some tequila. Patron please.
* Im mailing off my 300.00 check to Mills college this wkend. It's suppose to reserve my spot for Fall semester and be applied to my student account. My bank account is in serious denial.
* Speaking of money for college. I dont have enough. Im suppose to be working on another scholarship app right now but instead im posting this. No wonder I dont have enough $$$. lol. I'll get it done. Blah.
* Life is one big hot mess of drama but it's also a precious commodity that needs to be handled with sensitivity, common sense and self-control . One day i'll master the precarious balancing act... I hope
And that's my Friday in a flash. Have a great weekend everyone!!!!!!!
Thursday, April 23, 2009
"If no one took the time to look at the biggest inauguration in the history of America then shame on them. If no one took the time to listen to Beyonce sing 'America The Beautiful' and 'At Last' at the Neighborhood Ball for the first dance of President Obama and the First Lady, and they question Beyonce's vocal ability, they've gotta be an idiot. That would be like questioning if Kobe Bryant could shoot a jump shot. The vocals were obviously altered."
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Now that I have your attention, let me inform you that I am not talking about, nor do I have any remote interest in
Kim Kardashian is the it girl right now for many reasons, albeit I can only name one. She's a cute girl. (Her sister Khloe is cuter) No one in their right mind would say Kim was fat. So why does she feel as if she has to defend her body type every other day? A few days ago she responded to some US magazine ad that connected her to the Forever 21 plus size clothing line. It must have severely offended her cuz she ranted and raved "I am a size 2, not a 2XL!. I don't shop plus size anything & never will. " Lol. Ok. 1st off, she's a size 2 lie. Not with those hips honey. Now I can understand not wanting to be labeled something you obviously arent. But come on now. Who really thinks Kim K is plus size??? My whole thing is, what does that message say to women who do wear 2XL? Girls who look up to her and other celebrities, unfortunately take everything that these "idols" say to heart and when it sounds as if you're disgusted by anything plus size...not a good look at all.
We gotta stop this obsession with being skinny. It's destructive to women and more importantly, young girls who are still forming their own self-esteem and image. I understand the need to be HEALTHY. That's a whole different thing. But you can be 115 pounds and still be the most unhealthy person in the world. So yes size matters, but put more importance on feeling comfortable, beautiful, sexy, confident and healthy at whatever size and shape you are.
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Diddy: Bad boy
Me: What the hell? That's not how you answer a damn phone! And I called your cell, not your office.
Diddy: Who is this?
Me: Not one of your artists that's for damn sure.
Diddy: I don't have time for games, ma.
Me: Really Diddy? You coulda fooled me. Cuz that's all you been doin for the past 10 years. Runnin game.
Diddy: Okay I'm done with the bullshit.
Me: Yeah ok. I mean seriously Daddy. What's up with the Danity Kane fiasco?
Diddy: Danity Kane got themselves in their own mess and now they have to suffer the consequences.
Me: Who the hell are you? Judge Mathis? Listen up Puff. You feelin yourself a bit too much. It started way back when you first put that S-curl activator in your head. Now it's just outta control.
Diddy: What the fuck are you talkin about?
Me: YOU! Come on now, stay with me Ditty Bop. Find a way to close your mouth around those teeth and let some oxygen get to the brain.
Diddy: Okay you got jokes. You kno Im gonna trace this call and come beat your ass right?
Me: I'm not surprised that you would threaten a woman, seeing as how you're mentoring Chris Brown these days. But anyway, getting back to Danity Kane. You know you did those girls dirtier than the back of your neck. You started all of that shit and then threw the blame on Aubrey and D Woods cuz you wanted Dawn all to yourself! Why couldnt you just say that? Why stir up the pot only to let it burn in the end? And then you drag Aundrea allll the way back onto the show just to fire her?! Hell naw. If I were Aundrea I woulda busted you in your front tooth with my purse. You made a mistake Sean. Those girls were the only artists you had on your label actually making some money.
Diddy: Wrong. Day Twenty S-...
Me: I dont give a rat's ass about Seven Eleven or whatever they're called. Brian's a cry baby, Robert's a closet case, and Que is a bipolar punk bitch. Mike and Will are the only two with some sense and they're about fed up with the tomfoolery as well. Danity Kane sold records Sean. They moved units. What else you got? Cassie's half bald headed ass isnt worth much these days...well at least not outside of your bedroom. Donnie is two inches away from being a Disney Cruise lounge singer. I don't see any long lines of talent forming outside of your studio. You suck Sean. You suck. You don't know how to treat people, you misuse and abuse your artists and your bottom lip is dryer than Day 42's bank account. Someone needs to report you and your whole operation to the Better Business Bureau. Cuz you got to go.
Diddy: Ok i'm done.
Me: Promise? Please promise. Cuz I'm really not interested in season 102 of Making the Band. Let it go. You've made your money off the backs of others who still gotta work side jobs to pay bills. You stacked your green, so go retire far far away somewhere and give it a rest. Thanks. And you have a great day.
Monday, April 20, 2009
Why is it always so damn hard to come back to work after a vacay? I feel like i'm being tortured for something hideous. Really. I feel like i've been gone forever! It was only a week. A beautiful, perfect, peaceful, fun, relaxing week of coastal scenery, good food, smiles and most importantly FREE TIME with my baby. [sigh]
I wanna go back NOW.
This 9 to 5 stuff is for the birds. I gotta finish writing my book so i can quit this monotonous schedule and make my own hours. Im thankful for my paycheck, don't get me wrong (talkin to God) but I need a change of pace for real.
Anywho, enough of my complaints. I did have a great vacation and there will be plenty of pics posted later. Don't really have much blog worthy news right now, blame it on my mind still being out on the beach....
Saturday, April 11, 2009
In other news, i won't be blogging for the next week. Me and my baby will be on vacay down in Santa Cruz. We need some alone time :-) far far away from the stress of school and work. So it will be jus me, her and the beach. Oh and probably a few bottles of liquor. Good times await!
Have a great week everyone!
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Behind [most] strong women, there is a strong[er] mother. I say most because not all mother's are deserving of the mommy title (meaning some should have been on higher doses of birth control pills). But from what I know about her, Michelle Obama gets her brains, beauty and everything in between from her mama, Ms. Marian Robinson. Together they grace the cover of Essence, May issue. Check out what the article is about. Raising smart & confident kids, strong marriages and future plans. All things the younger generation [me & my cohorts] need to be begging for advice on & the amount of knowledge between these two women has to be phenomenal. Yet another mag i'll be purchasing.
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
More info on the Kennedy-King scholarship fund can be found here . It's a great foundation that I will definitely give back to once i'm done with my degrees and making that $$$$$.
Yesterday, a couple of workers found a large black suitcase tossed in a dairy farm pond and reported it to the police. My stomach dropped as soon as I saw footage of the suitcase washed up along the side of that pond. My heart held hope that she was not inside of it. My brain knew the inevitable. I awoke this morning to find out that Sandra Cantu's body was indeed in that suitcase. I can only imagine what her parents woke up to. My prayers will continue to be with them and I ache for what they are going through.
But that does not stop me from being mad as hell.
Question: Why in the f*ck was this 8 year old girl wandering around a damn trailer park all by her lonesome? Im sorry but hell to the no. I dont care if its a trailer park or freakin Mulholland Drive in Beverly Hills. No. Parents give their kids too much freedom nowadays. Back in 1991 (when I was 8) there was no way my mom was gonna let me walk to my friends house alone, then leave that friends house by myself and walk to another friends house. If i even suggested it, she woulda snatched me up so quick I woulda swore the end of the world was near. My parents didn't play that. If I wanted to go play with friends and if they knew and trusted the family they got up and saw that I made it somewhere safely. There was no hopping from house to house as I saw fit. You see im still alive and well today. When did 8 years old become old enough to run the streets? Sorry, but unless you're old enough to own a drivers license (or pay for bus fare), you will not transport yourself anywhere. And even if you do have a license, you will probably be driving MY car, and you best believe you will be telling me where you are going before you get there or you might as well stay there cuz when you get back home within my grasp.....
i'll leave it at that.
Im just sayin, parents need to step it up. Stop acting like we live in Paradise. Recognize that this is one evil, despicable, harsh, twisted, fucked up society we live in and that at any given moment, there can be someone watching and waiting for you to slack on your DUTY as a parent and that one time you let little adorable Maria walk around the block to her best friends house by herself, that could be the one time she is snatched up and never to be seen again.
Verdict on this: If you don't have the time or the desire to properly watch and protect your kids, do not have them.
Friday, April 3, 2009
* The other days of the week (minus Saturday) should feel like outcasts because NO other day puts a smile on my face like Friday. I swear it's like Christmas to a 5 year old.
* No big plans for tonight. Actually i'll be doing homework and studying for two midterms next week so it might as well be any other day of the week. But it's not, it's FRIDAY!! :-)
* Tomorrow (my other favorite day) i'll be up at the butt crack of dawn (which should be illegal on Saturdays) to go to an orientation/open house at San Francisco State University with my baby. She really wants to transfer there next year so we're gonna go check some things out and make sure the campus is worthy of her.
* I still wanna see Haunting in Connecticut, and Knowing, and Taken. Hopefully I can fit movie time in Saturday or Sunday night.
* Sunday will consist of absolutely nothing besides washing my hair and being a lazy ass bum on my couch with some hot cheetos and pink lemonade. Best plans ever.
* This week went by kinda fast.
* But not fast enough.
* I better stop complaining before i'm 75 and pleading for time to sloooowwwww down for my old wrinkled ass.
* I want some ice cream. Strawberry Haagen Daz please. Thanks.
* My anniversary was great. Now working on year 5. Im bankin on it being a really good year.
*The scholarship interview I Friday Flashed about last weekend went well. I'll know the outcome in about a week or 2. Fingers crossed, prayers pouring out like H20.
* I'm already clock-watching and its only 8:43am. [sigh] But it's okay. It's FRIDAY!!!
*And that's my Friday in a flash. Have a great weekend everyone.
Throwback pic from High school. Mannn you couldn't tell me jack squat back then. Of course me bein me now, I could tell myself back then A LOT. Ahhh it feels like only yesterday when I was young & stupid.
She spoke at an all girls school and you see they lost their minds. It's nice to know you don't necessarily have to be Lil Wayne or Beyonce to get mobbed. She spoke to these young ladies minds and souls and told them that they are more precious than words can describe. Her own words moved her to tears...and me too. I'm such a cry baby.
I've made an oath to myself that I will meet this woman sometime within the next eight years. She's such a phenomenal, educated, graceful, genuine, articulate, strong black woman. Y'all already know how I feel about First Lady O ;-)