E-artha Baby

Aww, sad news today. Eartha Kitt passed away after what seemed to be a secret battle with colon cancer. She was 81, so she had a great run. I thought I'd dedicate this post to her because when I heard about it, I was genuinely shocked and sad to hear about it.

Always the multi-faceted entertainer, Ms. Eartha Kitt was a legend in her own right and definitely a solid Black Star amongst our sometimes superficial solar system.
I was indirectly introduced to her by my brother through a classic Black comedy named Boomerang.



That was the Eartha I knew :-) But take a look at the Eartha that truly made her shine...



Have a great holiday season, no matter what you cling to <3

D-ope.City Downgrade!!!

I mean......
really.
Is it just me?
Or does anybody else find this video as Degrading, debasing, degenerate, and disgraceful as I?
Not to mention cliche.
I mean, "Boss B!tch"?
Of course you are--who isn't these days?
Let me just say this:
The next time I hear a so-called female lyricist flow
don't waste your breath or my time.

its the fugees, so watch for ur enjoyment...but skip to 1:12 to see what it's really hittin' fo'...or not. I just hope we're all at the age where we can tell a Downgrade when we see/hear one.



Music is too great an entity in itself to be taken advantage of. Like, if it were a greek organization, we're letting alot of people "skate". And us Temple kids know, "skating" gets NO RESPECT. I'd rather pump brakes than pump fakes.

Thanks.

C-onfessions...bathroom confessionals that is

I think everyone has a comfort zone within their home,
no matter where that home may be.

I've always found refuge in the bathroom for some reason.
I never seek refuge in the bathroom--
i just always find it there.

I won't say what I do while I'm in there...
but I will say, I'm always my most creative, open-minded, clear-thinking, confident self
when I'm in the bathroom.

I wonder why.
but I kinda already know.

B-ig brother

so big brother's supposed to be modern day slang for the government right?
or simply just being under surveillance, which is beyond your control.

so while i haven't experienced that, I have experienced something many others havent.

I have a Big Brother, who's also my Best Friend.
his name is larry, and we're 7 years apart.
we have different fathers.
same mother.
wouldn't have it any other way.
most of all, we have each other.
because we have a shared experience, we share an indescribable bond.
nothing that anyone could penetrate or break.
I was afraid that when he got married, our relationship would become strained.
I was actually mad at him.
Because our situation was so unique, I was angry with him for trying to be carbon copy. For trying to make this life that we only knew from tv.
I thought he understood that Love didn't last. That we weren't meant to live that life.
I had become so adjusted to the single parent life, that I thought that was all we were destined for.
We're supposed to go against the grain. Laugh at the gullible saps who thought they had found "the one" & that their love would conquer all.
But he didn't want to be like me.
He wanted to be his own man. And he was.
My brother still keeps my secrets.
still answers when i call.
still talks to me for hours.
still gives great advice.
still acts as the objective middle man between me and my mother.
still reassures me when I screw up.
still buys my food.
still gives me hugs.
still says, "I love you, sis."
still is my brother.
And nothing will ever change that.
he tried to fill a void that he didn't empty.
he tried to heal a heart that he knew was hurting.
he tried to love a girl so she would know how to.

Toast to the first man I ever loved.
My Alpha and Omegaman, and I'm not talkin greek life.
I'm talkin something special.
something most get, but don't have.
something i've never been so grateful for in my life.
thank the most high for my blessing in [this]guy.

hey hey hey

A-frika 4 now

I got an email from my mom the other day, talking about the geography of a woman.
Me and mom are so different, in so many ways.
Sometimes its fine, sometimes its frustrating.
But its evident at alltimes.
I said all that to say this:
I was going thru sum stuff went she sent me that email.
Crazy thoughts, mad confusing.
Didn't know what was going on.
And the first line of the email said this:

"Between 18 and 22, a woman is like Africa , half
discovered, half wild, fertile and naturally beautiful!"

It was almost erie how much it spoke to me right at that moment.

I always thought I had it all figured out,
but I guess I'll be Afrika for now.