Sometimes a brotha just wants to get his thoughts out...

Sunday, March 23, 2008

Supernova*

Definition: a stellar explosion that creates an extremely luminous object. A supernova causes a burst of radiation that may briefly outshine its entire host galaxy before fading from view over several weeks or months. During this short interval, a supernova can radiate as much energy as the Sun could emit over its life span.

Funny how one word can sum up the past few months of your life...

*Definition provided by the good folks at Wikipedia. What? Ok, raise your hand if you've got a dictionary in your back pocket.*

Saturday, March 15, 2008

Respect My Fresh

A couple of days ago Pimpin Ken (name changed in order to protect identity) and I were conversing about staying fresh. Not like "I have body funk and I need to do more than spritz on Axe body spray" fresh. We were discussing clothes. I know this may not sound like the average conversation two heterosexual men have with each other, but hey a nigga likes be well dressed. Don't worry, to balance it out we talked about sports and bit...I mean women later (gotta try and eliminate that word from the vocabulary, unless it's applicable). So Pimpin and I came to a conclusion...our work fresh is impeccable. I mean I'm the shirt and tie king. I got sweaters...I even match my watch with my belt and shoes. I got witnesses who've seen the kid throw it on. It's so elegant. But when it comes to casual fresh...I must admit I'm slacking. I have been guilty to rock (on occasion, but less in recent times since I really started reading my GQ) that work shirt (you know the one I really like) with the "good jeans" (the slim boys that I can wear in the club...not the ones I wear on casual Friday just to scare Mister Charlie) and some "dress shoes" (the ones I used to wear to work before they started developing the MEAN Gumby lean). But on those days I wanna just chill and still be elegant I find my wardrobe lacking. I got some nice jeans...but I need a few more to really feel comfortable. I got some shirts...but the majority are for work with a few that qualify for after-hours lounging. I don't lack shoes or sneakers, and my watch game is on point (my mom bought me a case to house my ever expanding collection...thanks mom...gotta shout her out cause she reads). I just feel like I'm on the cusp of casual fresh, but something is lacking. I realize to most this sounds EXTREMELY metro-sexual and even borderline gay. But let me reassure you neither of those is the case. I got witnesses that can verify I'm about the salmon (sorry Jam...I just had to sneak it in...lol). I'm just a dude who like to look nice, preferably all the time. I read a quote from Kanye that really stuck with me. Forgive me if I butcher it...but I was something to the effect of this: "I always get dressed like I'm going somewhere." I'm trying to reach that level. Maybe I'm reaching too high with this fashion shit. I mean I don’t want to be the guy schleping into work at 10 at night and working the overnight in some Gucci loafers, pressed shirt and some exclusive ass jeans (they better be glad I give them the courtesy of wearing clean underwear every night...sometimes), but during the week I want to be the best dressed dude in the building. I'm a competitive person...it's in my nature to want to crush someone. So I turn to you all out there. Help my reach the apex of my fresh.

P.S. Not to sound conceited...but the kids vocabulary game is real MEAN right now! WWWWWHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!

Saturday, March 08, 2008

The Game Done Changed

Granted I've been out the game for a few months, I've missed out on a lot.
But can someone tell me what's good with this "utter" thing?
I've gotten my Diddy on and pressed play and I've got to say you guys are violating the term utter.
According to the Merriam-Webster's Online Dictionary (cause who has a real dictionary at home...) utter means (in the verb form mind you)...and I quote "to send forth as a sound".
I've listened to a handful of these and ya'll are definitely not uttering.
Niggas is talking.
The "is" makes it so uber hood...adds to my street cred.
But I say all that to say this...who started this tom-foolery?
Who is responsible for uttering the first utter?
Stand up and take your punishment like a good girl.
I say girl cause like two niggas read this and a man talking about punishing another just sounds gay.
Or like some form of terrorism.
Either way I ain't down with it.
Waterboarding or Brokeback Mountain-ing.

Saturday, March 01, 2008

The Return of The Swag

What's good? I know it's been a long time. All will be revealed in due time...like now. So when was the last time I blogged? Like two months ago right? Damn. A lot can happen in two months. Let's see...I guess the most relevant thing (at least personally) is that I have a girlfriend. She's a good woman. Creative, smart, funny, educated. You know all those mushy adjectives people use to describe their significant other. You know that I won't get into too many specifics so I'll just keep it at that. What else is going on with the kid? Some drama at the job. Long story short, some personnel changes were made and I'm back on weekend mornings. Am I tight about it? Yeah...to be honest I still am, doubt if I'll get over it. But I'm trying to add some food coloring to the sugar water and convince myself it's Kool-Aid. Mom says it's the kick in the ass I need. Hate to admit it, but she might be right. Other than those two major things everything is pretty much still the same. Still cooler than your grandfather...