Sigh...

Today I've been delegated to being an AP as opposed to producing. We just hired a new producer and the show I normally do on Wednesday (6pm) is the one she will be taking over. So I'm "helping" her write the show. Hence this blog entry. For those unfamiliar with being an AP, take a journey with me. AP=associate producer which = being somebody's bitch. If someone needs a story written, they come to me. Need some research on a story? I'm your man. It's like buying the groceries, cooking dinner and not getting credit for a bomb ass meal. This shit blows...pause.

Ignorance Returns!!

Finally "The Boondocks" returned. If you missed it, you just went down a notch on my list of favorite people. If you have Ti-Vo or a DVR and haven't watched it yet...you're tripping. You've had ample time to enjoy the ignorance. I'm not gonna spoil the show for you, but I will leave you with a few choice quotes...

"I got ya, ya little Half and Half."

"You know Robert Freeman never misses a coon flick."

Oh and one more thing, make sure you see the fight scene between Huey and Uncle Ruckus...genius.

And one more one more thing...shout out to the homie Chris from Delaware State. I saw you got a job at a paper. Congrats fam. You've passed Struggle 101: The Post Grad Years. Now you're entering Struggle 234: Learning to Live on A Wack Salary. I got the Cliffs Notes if you need em. But seriously...congratulations. Hard work is always rewarded.

So What Do You Like To Do?

That was the question I was asked at work yesterday. And for about 15 seconds, I had this blank stare on my face.
I was thinking.
Hard.
Finally a light bulb came on.

"Uh...I play PlayStation?"

Silence.
By this time two other people joined the conversation. Great, now I had an audience. Another light bulb popped up and allowed me to try and save myself.

"But that's not all I do. I read a lot and I write on the side too."

Approving nods proved to me that I had won back the respect of the white man and his woman. We all know how important that is. But that exchange got me to thinking. I know, I know that's a dangerous thing. What do I really do? I wake up, wash my ass, go to work, come home and kick it. And if the PlayStation happens to call out to me, I indulge myself.

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You ever hear the Richard Pryor bit about him and the crack pipe? Long story short the crack pipe would talk to Richard. "Come on Rich, it's gonna be you and me on this couch all day long."
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But other than that, I really don't do much in this area. I think part of it revolves around the idea that I wouldn't be here long. I figured I'd do my four years at Hampton, get a good ass job and roll. Yeah about that...I'm still in the area, with an ok job and no plans to leave until February 2009. So should I plant some seeds in the area? And for the record that doesn't mean kids. I feel like I need to do something. Ideas?

Personal Hygiene

Apparently getting a manicure falls into this category. Who knew? Certainly not me. For the longest I clowned dudes for getting this procedure. But now I find myself wanting to see just what it's all about.

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I can see you frowning at the screen and making that face. Stop it. You were right. Ya happy?
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