The Issues In Life Revisited

More Dj Old School picks.....

Anthony Hamilton - Float
Rhian Benson - Words Hurt Too
Midnight Star - Operator
Green Day - Jesus of Suburbia
System of A Down - Cigaro
Blink 182 - Carousel
Zapp & Roger - Heartbreaker
Mike Jones - Who Is Mike Jones?
2PAC - Thugs Get Lonely Too
Richie Rich - Do G's Get To Go To Heaven?
Lil Flip - Diamonds All In Yo Face
Ja Rule - Caught Up
Lil Kim - Big Momma Thang
Tonex - Make Me Over
Mos Def - Sex Love & Money
Deitrick Haddon - Amen
John Mayer - St.Patrick's Day
After 7 - Heat of The Moment
James Brown - Get On The Good Foot

Less than a week and I'll be in the A. Lookin forward to reppin WHBC to the fullest and we should be takin home some awards, so for all of you who voted for us, I appreciate it and the station does as well. R.I.P. to Johnnie Cochran, a prominent Black figure in the law field and Terry Schiavo, who hung on when the justice system did not. Life is too short people, it really is....and that is what some people do not realize until it is too late. You can be here today and gone today.

The ims I am receiving from the last two blogs are enough for me to think my presence is valued. Or perhaps, I have hit nerves in people. Either way, it needed to be said. I take nothing back because it is what I have observed not just in the past week but in the 3 years I have been here. So rather you invited me somewhere last week does not necessarily mean that you did a month ago or even last year. Sometimes the truth hitting you in the face is enough to send you on edge and I think that is what my blog did for several human species. I don't think they knew I had it in me to write such truth. And for those of you who read it and were like what the fuck? where did this come from you are probably one of those people who need to thoroughly examine your friendship with me. It amazes me how when I make a statement that people find out of the ordinary they somehow see me as the enemy - or the bad guy. And so be it, because like I've said before I have a fresh new perspective on life and I have come to accept that the people I came to know and value may not be there when I leave this university. That is a concept that I have accepted. So if you were offended by those blogs, like Aaliyah says in her song "I Don't Know Wat 2 Tell Ya." So if our friendship never existed and the blog only confirmed that then we have nothing to discuss further. It's just that simple, people. If you want to cuss me out or challenge my statements, I ask you to take a step back and think about the times we hung out...were we just hanging out because you needed someone to hang out with? You can hang out with someone and just be an associate. Think about it. Think about it.


Life has many parts, some are just too short others are just too long.

The Issues In Life

I have had some serious computer issues over the last few days. My computer became infected with the magnificent Browser Hijacker virus when I was trying to update my Symantec Anti-Virus and ever since then my computer has been on crack. Good crack, not the bad crack that you get in a bag on Rhode Island Avenue but some of that good crack. I ran the microsoft anti-spyware and it said it was removed however, now my computer cuts off whenever it feels like, AIM does weird things and my Ares freezes. Is this the universe's way of telling me I need to buy a new computer? I think so. I could buy one but I am too frugal too. I need new clothes and new shoes and some more TV show DVS before I invest in a new Dell or HP. One thing is for sure that when I get a new computer, I will be heading to the tenth floor of the towers to a window and drop this rubbish. I want to see it fall and break into a billion pieces. That would be fun to watch. The ilab was no help either and neither were my computer friends. Damn, these viruses.

I have a fresh new perspective on life and that is no more crap. I have made peace with having no one to really count on. Life is a whole lot better when you admit the truth to yourself about things that are happening to you. Last night, I was eating some organic chicken - yep, I live healthy folks. Organic milk, cheese, lemonade, yogurt, soy products all the way. Yea to the soybean. You may spend $20 more on your grocery bill but if I can save a trip to the hospital I will. No bypass for me. I had an epiphany while eating the chicken I guess because the aroma smelled so good. It actually smelled like chicken - not some hormone injected, fertilizer grown nonsense that I used to buy from Giant and Safeway. The epiphany was that I am perfectly content with not really being able to rely on anyone here in DC. Yes, I might be alone, but I can no longer deal with fakes, flakes and users. It just does not fit my personality to deal with things I do not have to really deal with. This fresh new attitude on things really got me excited because I can ditch the bad garbage and start anew by trying to graduate, which is what college is for anyway considering how most Black men are sitting in the pen or on the street tryin to hustle you for some CHANGE. I am trying to embrace the idea of having some self time and it was hard at first but then I thought, I am probably better off because I would have been worrying myself over who was going to call to invite me somewhere on a Saturday afternoon or about what others were doing and not doing. That can drive you to the nuthouse and I am not in the mood to meet Hannibal, Norman Bates and all the rest. So I gathered my thoughts together and peeled a banana and listened to some jazz. It was so soothing. I wish there was a pill to relieve you of the loneliness you feel when you are at home on a Saturday eating a TV dinner and watching a DVD you've watched over a hundred times, but unfortunately there isn't. Friends come a dime a dozen and that is something that I've accepted and dealt with and it took me a whole 24 hours to do that. I have decided to keep myself busy until the wee hours of the night when I must retreat to the uncomfortable double twin mattress that sits near the window in my room and cover up underneath my jersey knit sheets and blue cover. Believe it or not there are many things to do by yourself besides worry. I've discovered the wonders of reading. I think I've read more in the past few days than I have in awhile. I read The 48 Laws of Power yesterday and tried to finsih the Lovely Bones. Still trying to finish that - partly because it is so deep. I watched Dangerous Minds yesterday. It is one of my favorite movies of all time mostly because it reminds me of 9th grade because I transferred to private school. I often wonder what I would be like if I'd stay, but I am not going to worry about it because I am almost 21 now and like Rafiki says "it doesn't matter, it's in the past" - and the past should stay just that - the past.

Family Matters is going to have a spin off on Nickelodeon. It's called Family Table....apparently, Urkel and Laura have been married for seven years and they have twins. The show will star Jaleel White and Kelly Williams as well as Bow Wow and Solange FYE. I am not going to comment on that because I am not worried about it.

Life has many parts, hmm? I guess I wasn't meant to finish that - I am not going to worry about that either.

More DJ Old School music recs....

Ledisi - Take Time
Samson - Atmosphere
Janis Joplin - Me & Bobby McGee
Prodigy - Firestarter
Sheila E - Love Bizarre
Zero 7 - Summersault
Alicia Keys - Dragon Days
Dave Matthews Band - Halloween
Jack Johnson - Cookie Jar
Michael Franks - Eggplant
Scott Joplin - Maple Leaf Rag
Prokofiev - The Montagues & The Capulets
Rob Stewart - Maggie May
Nina Simone - Mississippi Goddam
Ziggy Marley - Tomorrow People
Third World - Cool Meditation
The Tokens - The Lion Sleeps Tonight
Neil Diamond - Sweet Caroline
Steel Pulse - Chant A Psalm
Tonex - Since Jesus Came
Wilco - Kamera

A Lesson From A Relative/New Languages

We all have those relatives who proceed to give you advice and shed some perspective on things. I was talking to my grandmother today, who is a wise woman, who always has good advice for me to take otherwise I'd be like I am with some relatives and rush them off the phone. She could sense something was wrong with me the minute I said hello. She said I was not my usually chipper self and she was right. I have spent a little time now trying to get my life in order - school, relationships and friendships and my faith. Those are some hard things to get in order, she told me. She said that I am not alone in my struggles. She said that there are probably young men all over this campus who are having the same troubles I seem to be having especially in the relationship department. I told her that it frustrates me that the women I want do not want me and virus versa. And that's when she said that all I have to do is put my trust in GOD and he'll work it out. I asked her when this was going to happen because like I've admitted in an earlier blog - I am lonely and it made me mad when I had to play fifth wheel on Thursday night when I went with friends. I did not get the impression that they did not want me there but the 4 people I did go with seem to be trying to form relationships and I was the "extra" person. My grandmother told me to keep on living and that eventually someone will come along that I can do things with. She said that all I have to do is love and that love will come to me. I chuckled but it finally sunk in that I am spending too much time worrying about a relationship especially when I am trying to deal with the 16 credits I have and getting an internship for the summer and fall. I told her that it bothers me when women who I like want to talk to me about their problems, but not to be mean I listen to them. I mean seriously every damn female friend I have besides one or two always want to tell me what guy hit on them or how they are having relationship problems. I could personally care less who hit on you today in the school of C or while you were with a friend of yours at the mall. That is not really helping me with my troubles. She continued to say that I am being a good friend by listening to others' issues, and that all I have to do is put my trust in the Lord. That was like the fifth time she said it while we were talking. I mean I put my trust in God awhile ago - I mean I really put my trust in him awhile ago serious trust when I decided to become devoted to HIS word and HIS plan. So I continued to hear what she was saying. Don't worry, she said and I continued to say I am not worried but when is it going to happen for me. Sometimes I feel as though a storm has drifted over my life and the rain won't stop pouring. I need some sun light or a clear sky. Then my grandmother told me that I am putting too much energy into thinking about this because sometimes if you rush things they do not turn out the way you'd like to. It brings me to another interesting phrase that is always said "be careful what you wish for." So I guess I will take my grandmother's advice to put trust in the LORD as she said she did many times and HE always comes through for you because we are HIS children and HE comes through for HIS children. After getting off the phone with my grandmother I continued to think while I was listening to some music and eat a chicken bacon ranch sub from Subway. I guess it'll happen for me soon. Just how soon is the question because a brotha occasionally gets a little tired of waiting. Spending several Friday nights eating tv dinners and watching old eps of "The Cosby Show," is okay sometimes but other times I'd like to go out and not solo, but I guess an occasional evening playing the fifth wheel is a little better than spending it couped up in my 4 walled room. So we'll see what happens.....but I will say this the next friend of mine who proceeds to tell me how their love life is going I am going to noise cancel them. Noise cancelling is tuning them out for all of you out there who did not get that. I am sick of playing Dr. Jarmon or K-Love. For once I'd like to play the person needing the arrow and not Cupid.
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I have decided to learn two more languages. Don't ask me why I have decided that considering how I am bi-lingual. Well now I can know 4 languages. I decided to learn Japanese, because it may do me some good in my legal career to know more words besides tempura and chicken and broccoli or chong ching chong. I did not mean any harm by that but that is the general understanding of what people perceive Asian people to be. The other language I've decided to learn is Arabic. Why, you might ask? Because every time I get off the plane, someone always ask me if I am Indian or Middle Eastern, so I figured why not learn the language so I can speak it to them. So I took a trip to the bookstore and bought a book called Beginniner's Japanese. Wish me luck. Arabic and Japanese here I come.....It may take me awhile but I am going to make it apart of my daily routine so I can learn to cuss in Arabic.
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I guess I'll go and read my Bible now and continue putting my trust in HIM and maybe I'll get some Black coffee sooner or later either with sugar or cream or just Black. Sorry, I am listening to Heavy D's "Black Coffee" right now.
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More music picks from DJ Old School

The Theme from California Dreams (what it's a good song)
U2 - New Year's Day
Camp Lo - Sparklin
Zebrahead - Get Back
TI - Chillin With My Bitch
Ludacris - Two Miles An Hour
Evan & Jaron - The Distance
Chris Issak - Can't Do A Thing
Tal Bachman - She's So High
John Mayer - New Deep
5th Dimension - Wedding Bell Blues
Silver Connection - Fly Robin Fly
Yarbrough & People - Don't Stop The Music
Midnight Star - Electricity
Petula Clark - Downtown
Nancy Wilson - Lush Life
The Mamas & The Papas - Monday Monday
LL Cool J - Milky Cereal
John Mellencamp - Pink Houses
Johnny Guitar Watson - A Real Mutha For Ya
Betty Wright - No Pain No Gain
Less Than Jake - History of A Boring Town


Life has many parts, I put my trust in all of them

The font may change from time to time

The font may change from time to time.

I woke up this morning to a phone call from my homegirl, Toni, asking me to open the station. So I quickly went to let her in. I chilled with her for about a minute or so then left and came back. I ended up not going to Business Law, cause I just didn't feel like it.

I must say things are looking up. I just found out that I may have 2 internships this summer, both paid and for once I am not in a mood about relationships. I just decided to lay back and chill and let some fine female come to me, cause I am sure she is out there.

Have you ever read the Art of Seduction? That's an excellent book. I read it over break and it really opens your eyes to humans and how they handle relationships and things related to love.

I am a new fan of screwed and chopped. My friend, Crystal, decided to school me on some screwed and chopped music and I like it now. I hesitated for awhile, but then I gave it a listen. She played me some screwed slow jams. Ever heard Al Green or Teddy P screwed? Now that is some good stuff. Favorite songs screwed right now are probably - "Just A Dog," by Big Moe and "3 Kings," by TI, Slim Thug and Bun B.

I had a cup of malibu rum last night when I was at my cousin's house. Don't get it twisted though, I am not going to start drinking again, I just needed a lil sippy sip. After that cup, I had another and another and another. Didn't get back til 2.

Life has many parts, some are more fascinating than others.

Welcome...To Part four

A poem for all of you poetry lovers out there....


$20 hookers stand on the street,
Ready and prepared to get that next piece of meat,
Children are left without their pampers and Similac,
But their mothers and fathers are able to scrape up enough money to smoke some crack,
Bums ask for change, instead of making the choice to rearrange,
Violence continues to spread like AIDS,
I guess many of our beds have already been made,
Instead of spreading uplift and joy,
We think about the next gun we can use as a toy,
Self-hate is like cancer,
People do harm and then look to God for an answer,
We sip on everything from cognac to hennessey,
Spend less on education and more on our new lacs, benzes and bentleys,
Act all uppity and prolific,
But when it comes down to solving a community problem, we lack the specifics,
Whatever happened to Black pride and achieving high strides?
Some may believe all this can be solved with some peroxide and a bandaid,
instead we are more worried about the purchase of pork rhines or the newest Kool-Aid,
How can this be?
That after all this time of wanting to be free,
You cannot know how it saddens my heart,
That I cannot wear what I want even if all I want to do is buy some chocolate milk from a local mini-mart,
We put a price on bling and material things,
Then go to Church on Sunday and "Lift Every Voice and Sing,"
Only we are lifting anything,
Instead we are continuing to throw flowers on grave sites,
A day of reckoning is getting nearer,
So I ask you to take a look in the mirror,
and say to yourself if you are ready to revamp the way of the world even if you have to fight with all of your might?


Life has many parts.....sometimes some need to be changed.

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Sorry about the title. Got carried away with the keyboard and all its key-ness. I missed one class today, my 9:10 because I was tired and didn't feel like going. After my Marketing class which ended @ 2, I went to pick up Lauren from BWI. I am such a good friend - aren't I? Thumbs down to you if you don't agree because after all it's not about you it's about me and me only. On the way home, Lauren was telling me about her airline escapades and if you wish to know them, ask her. I am not in the business of telling other people's stories...I will however say that I got a good laugh at what she told me. The strangest things seem to happen to my friends. Did I tell you about the old lady who hit on me while I was at Fatburger in Cali? Yep, she was like 60 or so. I mean if I had reciprocated the flirting that would be like super wrong and plus no need at her society ladies telling her that she is robbing the cradle for companionship. Gino damn near choked on his fries cause he was laughing so much. Luckily, she didn't try to pinch my cheek cause that would have been just....well just....well just..........................nasty. Plain and simple. I mean sure I could have pulled a Winston a la How Stella Got Her Groove Back, but that would be like me dating my grandma. Sure she'd make me apple pie and we'd trade stories and she'd teach me to crochet and sew, (WHAT FUN!!!!!) but nope.

The Knock Off Brands @ Giant. Giant has gone too far. Since when did it become okay to make knock off brands or generic as they call them. I mean I saw Twisteos (Oreo knock off). But there is this store in STL called Aldi, if you live in the Midwest, or South you may know about them. They sell nothing but knock off foods. Fruit Chutes, Cocoa Rocks, things of that nature for cereal. Breads consist of Ponder, Home Hope and the good ole Aldi brand. As for other foods, they have Helen's Chocolate Syrup, Aunt Mamie's Pancake Syrup and Minute Made Orange Juice (look at the last one more closely). Those are all real brands by the way. Isn't that copyright infringement? If so, Aldi should be shut down but it does save you some dollars and sense (I thought I'd use an appropriate knock off of the word cents, it only seemed right).

Phenylktonurics: Contains phenylalanine. What the shit is that? For all of you food buffs out there that is aspartame sweetner for short. Apparently it's a fad now to consume Equal and Splenda related foods. What the hell? You only have one life to live, so why not dump some raw cane sugar in your tea the next time you want to curl up underneath the covers on a rainy night...trust me, you may be better off using raw sugar than scientifically man-made sugar substitute. And they have a salt sub too called NO SALT.


My thoughts have receded for the moment. When they return another blog will appear on my webpage. For now, peace and remember, life has many parts, man I'm losing it on these one-liners.

And Part III Continues

I made it back to DC @ about 8:15 or so and paid my money for the Super Shuttle to take me back. I did not arrive in my room til 9:45. It was the slowest ride back to the Towers I've ever experienced and boring too, partly because my IPOD battery went out and needed to be charged. I was tired when I got back to my room. I am not really happy to be back, but I'm willing to stand it for one more semester. I can always go to Rockville whenever I want to get away or pull the stuff I was doing freshman year - GOOD OLE DISAPPEARING AKA TRAVELLING TO CALI WITHOUT TELLING ANYONE. Since when did I have to tell someone where I was going....and by someone I mean my friends. My mother and father are in Los Angeles, if I want to let you know that I am travelling I'll let you know. Otherwise, I may drop a postcard in the mail if I feel like it and let you know where I am.

My fridge is bare, thanks to Howard. I had to empty it when I returned because the power was out for more than two hours the night before I left. No sense getting food poisioning or taking the chance. I have a 50/50 chance of that by eating on Georgia Avenue (the GA near the campus that is) considering Georgia Avenue runs a long way.

We all have nosy friends. Friends who want to know everything about you, everything you are planning and doing. Since when did it become urgent for me to tell you that I am taking a piss or that I felt like eating some salted down Big Mac that will give me a triple bypass by the time I'm 30. Then we have the friends who want to read our text messages, the ones who don't leave messages but can't wait to hear yours, the friends who want you tell them everything but don't tell you anything about them or tell you some so trivial that you forget it after they've said it. Everybody is so worried about everyone else's business that they never take the time to know themselves.

I read in a magazine that there are certain sexual positions one should not do often. One in particular is having the woman on top. For some reason or another if she rides you too hard...it may cause some problems with your general. Problems only surgery can correct. So the next time I decided to jump in the sack, she wont be on top, trust cause that's a trip to the OR that I'd like to avoid and medical bills I'd like to spare myself and my parents.

......and now I am ending this Blog.

Wait one more thing:

Life has many parts, you know what else has parts: Cars, computers, cd players, watches, etc.

Yeah...Okay, I Guess I Can Write Since I Haven't In A Few Days (Somewhere In Between Part Three and Four)

I haven't written in a few days... been enjoying the Cali sun. Sorry you can't be here, what a shame! I woke on @ 5:45 on Saturday to catch a 7:00 cab, only to discover that the Howard Towers power was out. I couldn't really see much. Luckily I had my trusty flashlight...otherwise the darkness might have got to me. The Boogeyman might have gotten me too. So yeah, I made it to the airport in plenty of time and managed to sleep the entire way to LA. When I arrived, I felt glee rush over me. Finally, I was free of Howard BULLSHIT, even if it was only for a week. It's Wednesday and I am realizing that my spring break is coming to an end just like B2K's career did or lack thereof, or better yet how about homegirl who got voted off American Idol tonight? She was horrible (SAID HORRI-BLEY). Her "career" came to an end. Shoutouts to homeboy from STL getting a chance to return although he slaughtered the Jackson Five song.

I have spent the last few days hanging out and chillin. That's what I do best...NOTHING. I enjoyed the sun, went and got some PF Chiang's and M&M Soul Food and kicked back. I hung out with my friend, Gino (the nigga real name is Mark...somehow we all call him Gino)...that deserves a ? mark. He is in town from Chicago. Other than that I have been playing Mortal Kombat Deception and Grand Theft Auto San Andreas and listening to KDAY for the past few days and grubbin on some food.

I finally was able to make piece with the fact that I am leaving Howard this year. Tear....Yep, this year. No more attending those BBall and FBall games that HU seems to lose, no more punch out, no more professors, no more trifflin black folk (them black folk up there don't deserve a capital B cause they so trifflin). I actually do not miss DC @ all. I shake my head that I have to go back on Sunday. Oh well, @ least I have a few more days to spend here in Cali.

I bought the Wayans Bros. first season DVD yesterday. That is some funny shit. Yikathee!

I'm signing off now. By the way, a facebook pic should be up soon so look out for one and not a degrading picture of a coon or sambo, but one of me. Don't holla @ me when you see me on the streets, walk right past me...what everyone else does!

Life has many parts, sometimes you have to get in the crevices and nooks and crannies to find ones that are hidden.

III.2 & 1/2

The new Destiny's child video is good. I'm not a fan of the song, but Beyonce and Kelly look good as hell.

Warm thoughts are coming to my head as I prepare to leave for Cali. I was originally going to go 2 STL, but I changed my mind. Anyway, I leave early Saturday morning. If it were up to me, I'd remain there, but I do have a semester to complete.

I got my friend, Lauren, hooked on the new Toni Braxton song. It's like crack. I've listened to it for the billionth time since I downloaded it.

I sat in on my homegirl's show today. Midday Cafe on WHBC (10-12PM). She is a cool sista (because she is mature unlike most girls @ Howard), who schooled me on some things about love. We had a good discussion and she made me feel good because she was like girls nowadays want someone who they can control and if you think about it, she's right. She was also telling me that I'm very mature for most girls here because they think they are the shit. I left out of the station feeling very good about my love life. Shoutout to Toni on the Midday Cafe show (10 to 12PM Tuesdays & Thursdays).

I was supposed to go 2 the zoo about 2 weeks ago and I'm glad I didn't. Earlier this week, a man was mauled by some chimps in Cali. He lost an eye, the fingers from both hands, his toes, part of his cheek, his lips and his PRIVATE PARTS WERE SLASHED AS WELL. Yep, although it happened in Cali, whose to say it won't happen here. No zoo trips for awhile. I can resist seeing wild life to save my balls. We's grown here close your mouth.

I was looking for a movie to watch because I have no work to do tonight and so I opted to watch Drumline. It got me thinking about the college experience and how in less than a year, I'll be receiving my diploma. Don't ask me why I started thinking about that because Drumline is about a band, but I just did. Movies sometimes make you think about the life you lead.

I read part of Luke today. If you don't know who Luke is, I suggest you go to church real quick.....Luke is becoming one of my favorite books in the Bible besides Psalms and Genesis.

In closing, I leave you with a few lines from Common's "Orange Pineapple Juice," one of the best hip hop joints of all time:

"But Common you ain't a hit in New York, I dunno what you thought hops but chief I got tall props, some cats think I'm six feet I'm so deep, some studs being thinkin I'm 6'4 my shit be hittin like switches, bitches ask why my briches saggin, I ask em, bitches why yo titties saggin? legitimate to the bottle, I bust rhymes like the breasteses, I can get get down like a pessamist, ring the alarm I got charm like a necklace, tell the truth, tell the truth, you had to move yo neck to this"

Life has many parts, move yo neck to em' because they all have a beat.

III.2

Every once in awhile, everything is going carefree and things are on the up & up and then it happens. Someone or something gives you a reality check that Black nigglets are assholes. Case & point, after my Advanced Radio Production class, I was working on my project when a few people came in and told me that they had the room to do an "exclusive" demo. I did not have the room, however, I support all up and coming rappers, or niggas who ain't got nuttin else to do with their time (yeah, I like that better). I enjoy helping people out with ProTools, because not everyone is experienced with it. One of the up and coming rappers who works @ the radio station apparently did not want me there because he casually told me this "Yo, my mans we tryin 2 do this exclusive right quick and we gon do this quick and be outta here." I mean I was on my way outta there n e way but tell me straight up don't dance around like a sugar plum fairy when all you had to say was we are trying to keep this under wraps until it's time..could you please leave. I would have respected that but now I see all of those people in a different light and these are people who I have class with, with the exception of the "exclusive" nigga who wanted his shit kept "exclusive." I thought it was quite funny because there weren't enough words in his vocabulary to tell me straight up. Howard people need to get it together folks; we are grown - if you got somethin 2 say just say it. Well, no longer will I be doing n e of them n e favors. No opening the door in the morning for their shows, no helping them out on their projects. Nothing. I have nothing really to say to them anymore. It just proves my point that we are our own worst enemy once again. I shake my head because it's quite pathetic.

Spring Break is on its way. Saturday can't get here soon enough. Just the thought of getting far far away from here makes me want to C-walk or Harlem shake. I can't wait to get back to get to a town where people have human decency.

I think I have succumb to my old ways. Pray for me people. The old Kyle has returned. I tried to stop it from happening but couldn't. There were a multitude of things that forced me to revert back to who I was before coming to Howard. Hopefully, I don't ruin a few friendships because of this, oh well, if it comes down to that...Shhh! don't tell anyone, but maybe they weren't friendships to begin with.

Life has many parts, OKKKAY!

III, Part III That Is

The scene in the Godfather where Sonny dies is one of the best cinematic scenes that I have seen in a movie besides the conclusion of Scarface. Mafia movies got me thinking about starting a group on Facebook, for those of us who appreciate the mafia lifestyle and all that it stands for. Facebook is cool, but there is nothing really to do on there. No games, nothing. Just a bunch of pictures of people. Wait I take that back, you can poke people. That is something to do if I say so myself. Some of my friends think I am involved in the mafia or that my dad somehow has connections to the mob because he does real estate. Since when did real estate and the mob have a connection. Everyone in real estate is not in the mob and everyone in the mob is not in real estate.

The weather in DC is loco. Yesterday, it felt like 70 and today it was snowing. I know because snow hit me in my face. It was also windy, which no one seemed to appreciate especially those who had umbrellas. I think I saw more broken umbrellas today than I have in awhile. Then in the afternoon, out came the sun. Mother Nature is mind boggling almost as mind boggling as the DC drivers, who have a fetish for leaving their car doors open as the cars pass. The streets are already narrow enough, why would you open your car door as cars pass? Replacing a car door is very expensive, I am sure. If it cost $300 for a mirror replacement, imagine what a door must cost. Anyway, back to the weather; people weren't casually hanging out tonight like they were last night. You know why because it's 16 degrees (feels like -2). Luckily I only had my Business Law class today otherwise I would have skipped a few of my classes.

Guarana soda has an interesting flavor. I went to the store with my friend, Shani, today and we always seem to venture to the International foods aisle and we purchase everything from Tom Kha soup to today's purchase: Guarana soda, which tastes good. I think that I have spent more money in that aisle alone than I have in the entire Giant store. We did leave for the store a little late because I had taken a siesta. I only planned to take a 2 hr nap, but it ended up being long enough and it took 2 phone calls from Shani, and her and my friend, Chev, to come and knock on my door before I finally got up. I must have been in a heavy sleep and surprisingly, I am usually a light sleeper. Shani had left me about 8 or 9 im's on AIM, I guess she thought I was ignoring her. She wrote about that in her blog, so it was only noble of me to respond.

I am looking forward to the Ring Two. I enjoyed the Ring One, although I think it was R-rated, this one is only PG13. March 18th can't get here soon enough so I can go and see it. I hope I won't be disappointed like I was with The Grudge, although it was hilarious - the Asian homegirl snatching people in beds and moaning at people and them suddenly falling dead. That was quite entertaining, although the night I saw it, was not very entertaining. I went with a few people who I have cut off permanently or phased out of my cranium. Phasing things out of your cranium, especially dead wastes of space like certain individuals is easier said than done, especially when you've known someone for awhile, but once it's done, you allow your brain to make space for more things that actually mean something to you.

I feel like I should have posted something else in Part Two, but I am not in the business of going back in time, although I wish I could because there are a few teachers who I'd like to beat the shit out of. During my senior year, I was in the hospital for a few weeks and the teachers were not very understanding. I had to walk with a cane for awhile and I wish I could beat the shit out of my AP english and Pre-Calculus teacher. And it was a hard cane too, I can picture hitting them over the head now. A good 2 or 3 hits is not enough, more like 7 or 8. I mean sure they probably would have been in the hospital but I would feel better. Isn't that heartless of me? I don't think so. I am sure there are times you feel like beating someone with your Tide detergent bottle or taking a pair of scissors and shoving them up their nostrils but you refrain. You may be sitting at your computer laughing but I am not trying to make this funny. I am dead serious, as serious as Bush is about not trying to "find" Bin Laden.

Changed the font once again....Courier is a good choice and it's bolded. BOLD makes fonts, well bold. Were you expecting me to use another adjective in the english language. Sorry to disppoint you. I am not in the business of pleasing people anymore. Did it for awhile and got bored with it. Almost as bored as watching the grass grow or watching dry comedy like "Everybody Loves Raymond," "Yes, Dear," or any other HOOJER comedy. Man, I'm on a roll tonight. Must be the heavy sleep I got earlier. That was a racist comment. OK. OK. I take back HOOJER, how about CRACKER or SALTINE CRACKER @ That. You like that better? It's still racist, but not as racist as HOOJER.

More Rock Throwbacks: "Breakfast @ Tiffany's" by Deep Blue Something, "Champagne Supernova," by Oasis & "Jerry Was A Race Car Driver," by Primus

Life has many parts, don't you just wish sometimes there weren't so many of them.

Throwback (The End of Part Two)

I am slowly finding myself going back to my old ways, which is not a good thing. I had told myself that after the summer of 02 that I would be a new person, but some things are forcing me to revert back to who I was before I came to DC. I came back from class and watched Above The Rim for the umpteenth time and now I am watching Menace To Society. Throwbacks are wats up. I went to Rockville with my friend, Arian, and the entire time we listened to R&B throwbacks like "Candy Rain," "Before You Walk Out My Life," "Tell Me," "Swing My Way," even "Funky Y2C." All those songs brought back memories, wonderful memories. I think that times are going to get much worse before they get better,however.

I realized that I still have feelings for this girl who I've known for awhile. I had a dream about her last night, which leads me to believe that my unconscious is trying to tell me something. You know they say when you meet someone you know whether or not you want to have anything to do with them whether it be relationship or otherwise. I met this girl and I was immediately drawn to her. There was something about her that was unlike anyone who I'd ever come across. It was so bad that I actually had a fantasy about her for a week straight. I haven't seen her in awhile, but I can picture her in my head and it makes me smile. A real smile, not a fake one. There is no time like the present so I have to tell her that I still like her, just so she'll know. Maybe we can have a relationship. I think it's GOD's way of telling me to go for it. One thing that really made me think of her was all the slow songs I was listening to last night. I was on the phone til 4 AM with one of my best friends from back home. I was telling her that I was feeling kind of down and she knew exactly what to say to make me feel better. She told me that I should go for it with the girl I still like after all this time. To tell you the truth, I don't think I ever stopped liking her, I just became preoccupied and did not really think about her as much, but she was still there in the corner of my mind. Wish me luck because I'm going to tell her how I feel. I am taking a risk laying my cards on the table, but hopefully, something good comes out of it since I am currently experiencing relationship block.

Helado es delicioso. I bought some Hagen Daaz (the spelling may be off), more specifically Peaches & Cream. That is some expensive ice cream but it is good. I ate almost the whole thing, but I decided to have the rest of it for breakfast. It's quite nutritious...Peaches = Fruit; Ice Cream = Dairy. Breakfast of Champions...oops that is Wheaties.

Life has many parts....one day I'll find how many I have.

New Thoughts (Part Two...Still Not Finished)

Ever seen Sesame Street In Spanish?...I have. They have more characters on there than Elmo, Grover and Cookie Monster. I don't know why I watched it yesterday but I did and it brought me back to my childhood, which was a good thing because I can go back there whenever I am feeling like this adulthood thing isn't working out. Shoutout to Univision, channel 44 on HU's campus.

In the previous blog, I wrote about me deciding not to pursue my friend's friend due to the fact that my friend wants 2 holla @ her. I am cool with it, but I did not know that my friend, Shani, would be so interested in knowing who the friend was I was letting pursue the girl I was interested in. I mean I am being a really good friend by letting my friend holla @ her right? Could I be giving up the possibility of a relationship and not even know it? Well, it is meant to be...then she'll return. That is usually how things work anyway. I am wondering if there is anything remotely possible relationship wise in the near future for me, considering I seem to be wearing relationship repellant. I can continue to be the psychiatrist, confidant, and shoulder to cry on, but not anything relationshippy. Luckily, spring break is coming up. I need the break more than I thought I did. I think I might cut myself off from the world up until I get ready to leave for California. I need some time to think about what I need to do from here because what I seem to be doing isn't working. I have come to the conclusion that I have not been in a relationship in so long that girls can somehow sense that and refrain from trying or attempting anything. That plane ride to Cali can't get here soon enough. Saturday is only a few days away, okay maybe more than a few.

I did not go to church today because I overslept.But I did open my Bible and read a psalm or two. I did end up going to the grocery store and then took a drive along Rockville Pike listening to rock throwbacks. My favorite one at the moment is "Everlong" by The Foo Fighters. I came back and watched Above The Rim and grubbed on some of my leftover chinese food and then got ready for Shani's bday party @ Clyde's restaurant. It was about 10 of us, I think. We were late getting there and on top of that the waitress was kind of unattentive to our hunger needs. One of the things she forgot was to bring out bread. But it was an interesting experience and I had fun, as did the others. After that, I ventured over to the east towers and chilled with some peeps who went to Shani's bday. I just got back and I am very tired, which is probably why I am not being sarcastic.

So I have officially decided to leave in December. The Howard experience is not an experience anymore. 16 credits this semester, 1 class in the summer and 12 in the fall and then I am out of here and back to Cali, where I should have been in the first place. So no more trying to write for the Hilltop...no more radio station manager...no more Cali Club, WSC, EPP after December. Why did I give USC up for this shit? What the hell was I thinking? I have met people who I'll definitely KIT with after I leave. You know they say the BLACK experience isn't for everyone, well I have realized I am one of those people. 3 and 1/2 years isn't bad...I think I'll treasure my Howard experience dealing with the A building, the food in the cafe that makes you sick, the classes, the professors, the people I have come across...overall Howard gets a D-, what is that not a good enough grade? The only reason it didn't fail HU is because I think that Howard is way beyond repair. I take pity on it now. But there is nothing utopic - which is what I am constantly reminded of - Who could have said USC would have been better?

The Ordinary People Remix is different but I like it. I heard it on WHUR. Shoutout to John Legend for making good music, unlike B5, Omarion, and other raggedy feces (if that is spelled wrong break out your dictionary and find the correct spelling, because I just don't give a shit about editing this) that exist in the music industry nowadays. Now I see what my grandma means when she says that all the music of today is nothing but noise because for the most part it is. I would say good night, but it's morning and I am not in the business anymore of being nice because it has gotten me nothing but friendships and the prestages of developing a state of loneliness, which is not a good state to be in. If you have ever been there, then you know. I guess you could say I am lonely, but not alone, because I have family and GOD, who I rely on more than anything. Friends, hey, I have learned that in this world that the previous 2 things stated earlier are all that you really have when it comes down to it. You are lucky enough if you get 2 good friends while on Earth. Most of the people you meet are just associates. Believe me I learned that the hard way. Sometimes you have to learn things the hard way before they really sink in.

Life has many parts...__________________(you fill in the blank)

PART TWO-(B)...Man, this is never gonna get finished..oh well

I started to not write one for today considering I have been writing a blog everyday since I have been apart of this everso fantastic website, but I said why not...people are being entertained and are enjoying reading my thoughts.

I feel compelled to discuss relationships once again. It is amazing how fate works its magic. Last semester, I kept on not meeting a friend of mine's friend. She would always try to get me to go somewhere with her and her friend, almost like she was trying to get me to TALK to her friend. Well, I finally got the chance to meet her friend, who is real cool and very nice to look at and I shake my head now because my friend wants to holla @her. Which is cool....what can I do but step aside and let him try 2 get wit her. Fate is a mutha ain't it. She could have possibly been someone who I could have had a relationship with, but I've decided to leave that alone. Too much drama could result out of it and I am in the business of pissing people off not causing drama. Those are not the same things if you think about it. In the words of Alfred Hitchcock, that's the way the meatball bounces...

I watched the BET Gospel Celebration once again this morning. Gospel music is so inspirational and that was off the chain. See people, BET is good for something. I remember when BET used to show re-runs of old shows and when Teen Summit was on there. What happUNED? A simple corporate takeover and all of a sudden BET is showing nothing but videos. They even stopped showing Midnight Love, which was a mellow way to end the day. I wish we had TVOne because I'd watch that.

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Last week @ church, the Pastor chose to go to 1 Corinthians for a scripture. This scripture discussed marriage and being single. Apparently, it is okay to be single. Having some time to reflect on your life and your goals is a good thing and you are your most clearest when you are single. Marriage is sacred and once you marry it is forever. I knew that although people get married and divorced so much now that it has become as common as (insert your own object here). Is being single the new fad?

I had cream of wheat this morning and looking at the box made me mad. There is a smilin chucklin Black man on the front wearing a chef outfit. I mean granted he has been on there since I can remember, but it got me thinking that coonery is still upon us. We all need to join together and stop the madness because coonery should not still be going on. C.A.P. UPN, movies like The Cookout, although it was funny. What is that? There are some up there on capital hill too. Join with me to erase the niggerish behaviors and mannerisms that still exist in the 21st century. So with that, my facebook pic is now a nigga boy eating a wata-melun. It's real degrading, but if you think about it time hasn't changed since the days of Birth of a Nation.

Life has many parts, maybe I can put mine in a collage or in a time capsule.

Nocturnal Thoughts (Part Two Has Yet To Be Ended)

There is nothing more satisfying than chillin' in my room on a Friday night/early Saturday morning, considering how I do this quite often, it has become the norm. I finally got a chance to get some things in order, these things including my thoughts. I was having a discussion with my friend, Claudia, the other day about relationships. Somehow, relationships always are the topic amongst college students. It even seems more prevalent these days. We were both saying that we are lonely. Who would have thought having a relationship on a college campus would be a hard thing to do but it is? The ratio claims that there are 12 women to every 1 man on this campus, but I have yet to really meet ones who are worthy. My motto is not to deal with bullshit, so I refuse just to get into a relationship just to say I'm in one. But I seem to have a relationship block. Claudia feels the same way, which leads me to believe that there are more lonely souls out there who want a relationship that is worthy. I guess it'll come sooner or later, they say good things come to those who wait, but I am losing the waiting game. I haven't passed Go and collected my $200. I have picked up chance cards and community chest cards but they have not given me anything to help me out of jail. And you can cease with the "awwws" because that is not helping me get a relationship any quicker.

So the LaTex party was shut down again. I didn't attend, but I did manage to run into 100 or so people while I was taking my car back to the parking garage. Niggas, and mo niggas, who were walking in the middle of the street. They saw my car moving yet continued walking in the street. Pedestrians do have the right of way, 99.9% of the time, besides if I had hit them I would have been garnishing my checks for the rest of my years before seeing that gleaming white light. When will people learn not to try and attend such functions? Especially, when it has been shut down twice since I've been here (not including tonight). I remember my freshman year when this dude got stomped on. That was it. Someone getting squashed like a bug. That is enough to stop me from going anywhere or pissing anyone off. Learn from all you do and don't do.

The food on Georgia Avenue has become my regular eating routine. I have not been to the grocery store in a few weeks and considering how I like to eat 3 meals a day, I have been functioning on yogurt and apples for breakfast and consuming non-healthy foods for lunch and dinner. These lunches and dinners include 5 wings from China Wonder carryout, The Little Bacon Cheeseburger from Five Guys and an occasional greasy McChicken. My cholesterol level must be off the charts. I need to go to the grocery store, perhaps I'll get up in the morning and take care of that so I can stop depleting years off of my life. I have too much to live for...God, Family, friends, definitely not a girlfriend since I don't have one and my writing, which gets me through my troubles.

I need a Vess in my life. If you know what Vess is then you know that it is not your typical thing to need. Sure there are others who try and fake the funk by creating something that is excellent, but they are not up to par. I really need a Vess and Vess does not exist in DC.

Eyes are the window to the soul. Are they really? Can you really know what a person is thinking by the eyes? I dunno. People practice manipulation and corruption so often that you never can tell who is telling the truth and who is making up falacies. I try to take people for their word. That's all I can go by really.

Peter Pan vs. Skippy peanut butter. I had a debate over this. Are they not just different manufacturers of peanut butter? Although, Skippy is sweeter than Peter Pan according to my taste buds, at least. Slop some on a slice of Home Pride. No spread necessary, just add a lil Smuckas jammy jam (yep, I said jammy jam) and you're in business. People make meals out of pb&j. They also make meals out of noodles. Ramen. Maruchan. Pick your pleasure. I had so much of those freshman year that the smell makes me want to upchuck. And somehow, the flavor may be different, but they all taste the same. There is no difference between chicken and beef. But it does stop the craving when you have one and you can save cause they are usually 10 for a $1.

Do I need to work for my college newspaper? Is my blog really that good? I was told that my blog is quite entertaining, yet inflammatory and that people aren't ready for my honesty and blunt writing. People get offended so easily, probably because I speak the truth. Lies don't stir anything up, only truth does. Maybe, I'll get a chance to write for them my final year here. That would be a treat and HU is missing out on my wonderful talent. I am in the business of pissing people off lately. I have made it a profession. Too bad, I can't make a living off of pissing people off. Imagine if you could. Ah, the life.

Life has many parts. Store them on your IPOD, Digital Jukebox, D drive or any other removable disk, the parts come in handy when you need them.

Why Do We Remember Things Like This? (Part Two A)

I was listening to my rap playlist on my IPOD and Luke's "It's Your Birthday," came on and some memories started to come to the front of my mind. Memories of summer camp. I used to go to Grace Methodist Church summer camp and the Page Park YMCA too. Both in STL. I suddenly remembered the good times I had at Grace Methodist with all of those people. Those were some of the best summers of my life with the exception of the summer before I attended college...THAT WAS A GOOD SUMMER. Well, a bunch of people who I still keep in touch with from there came to mind like this girl named LaKisha, who used to call me a little boy only I was the same age as her. I remembered my camp counselors, Mr. Elsesser and Mrs. Broussard, who wore African get-ups and all of this faux jewelry. She was actually pretty cool cause she used to get mad at us for wanting to play the BOX on the tv. The Box was the stuff, don't act like you don't remember what it is; you aren't that old. I once called the Box and ran up my grandmother's phone bill. I ended up paying her back and she forgave me. Grammas are cool like dat (in reference to Digable Planet's "Rebirth of Slick).
So that playlist just reminded me of the good times I had during summer camps. Another song came on and I was reminded of the Page Park YMCA, which is in what one would deem the ghetto part of St.Louis; but those kids there were fun to hang around. My counselor there was a dude from Cali, who I remember did not wear deodorant and the other counselors used to talk about. There was this kid, Willie, who my cousin used to make fun of because of his southern accent. All of the kids used to call him Free Willy. "Free Willy,Free Willy," those were fun times. And then there was this kid named Eddie who always used to follow his sentences with the words "get down to the Nitty Gritty." For example, I would ask him, "Eddie, what time is it?" and he would respond, "almost time to get down to the Nitty Gritty." Man I wish I could go back there but I am too old for summer camp. Damn this age thing. I wanna be a Toys R US kid again where I can shop for the new GI Joe, although, my cousin disfigured the very first one I bought and buried it in my grandmother's backyard. Yep, it's still there after 9 years. I want to receive Toys R US bucks for Xmas again (or as they are more promptly called Geoffrey Dollars). What I wouldn't give to be a kid again? I quickly stopped the playlist because I started to get mad and ended up turning on the radio to WHUR, which is a blissful radio station, but no one my age listens to it because they can't get into the format. I mean I bet you have never heard of Ledisi or Hill St.Soul, have you? Didn't think so. Damn, I really love music. That is one of my facebook groups, but I had to say it.

Life has many parts, maybe I'll learn tap dancing like Savion Glover and tap some of mine away.

Confused About Where To Start Part Two, But This Will Do

So I have decided to drop the numbering. That was just something unique to the first part. I changed the font too. First thing I would like to address is people on Howard's campus who you have class with one semester and suddenly deem you invisible, yet during the class you couldn't get them to stop talking to you. The conversations you had with them was more than the simple hello and wassup that is uncommon amongst most people here. And you know what else, how about this, you say hello to a friend of mine's friend. This friend of mine is a person who I respect very much and we've become closer over the past year. I am not saying that I want her friend to become my friend, because everyone has their hangups despite the fact that I am told I am loved by many; but come on, a simple hello will do just fine especially when I looked you directly in the face. That made me Xtremely mad to the point where I want to break my foot off in her ass. I have respect for females so I refrained from that violence. I WAS TEMPTED TO THOUGH. She bet not come @ me later on some "I didn't know it was you" bull cause it'll be a rap playa. And nope, I won't reveal who this person was who proceeded to ignore me. I guess she is too good for me. That's not likely however.

I must give a shoutout to my friend, Lauren, who became a big fan of my book with only reading parts of it. She told me "I sucked" because I didn't give her all of it to read, but hey, I have a fan, that's what counts. I think she likes it because it's real and to the point, with a little sarcasm thrown in here and there. I mean she even convinced me to let her read part of the new one.

I thought about taking a sip of some hypno the other day. I haven't thought about drinking in a long time. That is unusual for a BLACK college student. Drinkin and fuckin is all we do, so when I do not drink, I am not contributing to the stereotype. I needed a cup full, just a teeny tiny cup full of the sweet liquor that is blue. LeAnn Rimes ain't got nuttin on that stuff. But the voice of my friends, who know why I stopped drinking and my mother's voice came into my head telling me not to ask my cuz in MD to get me some hypno. I instead got some cranberry juice and squeezed a lime in it. By the way, I have a new appreciation for limes. Especially, on flamin hots. I like mine with Lime SHAWWWTY. (No I ain't from the souf (specaking on the SHAWWWTY part not the limes on the flamin hots), but I am cultural diverse)

ProTools is addicting. In case, you don't know what it is...it is a DAW (Digital Audio Workstation), which is where you can create commercials, drops, etc. That is a drug, almost as good as the crack you can make on the stove or the speed you can create in your bathtub. I think I have spent more time in the ProTools room in the School of C in the last few weeks than I have tryin 2 holla @ a girl...naw, I take that line back. Scratch that.

I woke up in the middle of the night, and couldn't go back to sleep for some odd reason considering I take naps at random hours of the day and sleep is a personal amigo of mine. I began to read my Bible. After reading a scripture or two, I began to relate what I had just read to my life. The word of GOD can sneak up on you when you least expect it. I will not tell you the scripture because I believe that I was compelled to open my Bible to a specific scripture and read it because GOD intended me to, having woke me up in the middle of the night. I have not woke up in the middle of the night in a long time so I know there was a reason. And by middle of the night I mean 4:15 or so. I am nocturnal, so I had just gotten to sleep at about 3. I might put my away message up at 12 saying I am going to bed but I may watch some classic comedy til 3 or 3:30. Yeah, I have tapes of Amos & Andy (the throwback coon comedy show) and I did have the Three Stooges on DVD, but it's a home in Cali. I read the scriptures and closed my Bible and was able to go to sleep before waking up at 8:00 to get ready for my Cognition class, which is a dope class. It talks about memory and learning. I have found a new appreciation for the body part above my chest.

Excuse the spelling errors, GRAMMAR & SPELL CHECK ARE UNAVAILABLE ON BLOG.
Life is full of parts...in the words of my Professor, Professor Roberts: "Ain't that someting?"

The End of Part One

1) The new Toni Braxton song is hot, you gotta hear it. I know everyone thinks that she is played out because of her last cd which did not do too well, but her new song is very good.

2) Apparently, The Game has been dropped from G-Unit. Yep, yesterday on Hot 97 in NY, 50 Cent was saying that he had written most of Game's album and that he makes more money off of that cd than the Game is. There were some shots fired in the station and 50 ran out. I think this is hilarious. 50 Cent is pissin niggas off unecessary. He is one of those people who love confusion. Like 8ball & MJG say "we don't need no drama." 50 does not need any more bullet wounds.

3) A new appreciation for the Chicken & Bacon sandwich @ Subway. That sandwich is good as I don't know what especially with the toasted bread. Subway needs to be commended for its wonderful food. Apparently more and more people are seeking the Atkins diet, not saying that that sandwich is anywhere near Atkins because it isn't. Atkins this, atkins that, if you really want to lose weight, exercise and eat nutritionally and last time I checked fast food in general is not nutritious. You might wanna consider shopping at your nearest Whole Foods instead of Giant or Safeway or for all you cheapos out there: Shoppers.

4) Shoutouts to Jamie Foxx and Morgan Freeman who picked up Oscars on Sunday. I think Chris Rock was out of line, but funny. Many people have complained about his comments and the fact that he was hosting but they would not have asked him if they did not want him. That is like asking Richard Pryor or Bernie Mac to perform their comedy and telling them not to curse. And what was even more pitiful was that Sean Penn really got mad when Chris Rock asked who Jude Law was. That was funny because he said "he is one of our finest actors." To me, he is just another white actor who managed to get a break.

5) Did you hear Tom Cruise is illiterate? Yes, he is. Apparently, the actor memorizes his lines from a cassette tape or someone reading them to him because he cannot read because he has a severe form of dyslexia. Do you think that if he was Black that he would have even gotten the chance to perform in movies? Nope, I doubt it. Blacks barely get chances now and they are literate.

6) Black History month is over. Howard University had nothing during the month of February to celebrate how far we come, even though we have not come far. The most notable HBCU has no events concerning Black History. Pageants and auctions do not count as Black History events.

7) The Michael Jackson trial coverage is on E. Have they not embarrassed that man enough? I mean granted Michael brought this on himself with his warm milk and stories around the fireplace, but I commend him for not bowing down to a family that just wants his money. I am mad at E for wanting to show the trial and for the judge for allowing the media to make a circus about this.

Remember, life has many parts. Sometimes you just have to look for them like Baloo looks for the Bare Necessities... you know mother nature's recipes. Ha, that is my cynical comedy for today. Did I spell that word right? SAT words often get misspelled soweee.