Stuff That Made Me Think Ignorant Thoughts

Yesterday I came home from work. I noticed a shopping cart on the sidewalk near my apartment. My first thought was to move the cart and keep it moving. But then I thought..."That could be someone's car/house. How would I feel if I came outside and my car was about four blocks away?" I'd be pretty pissed. Long story short, I left the cart where it was.

In the newsroom we were discussing the Verne Troyer sex tape scandal. Yes, Mini-Me was getting it popping on camera. With a woman. A full grown woman. Like she was average height while he comes to about...well never mind I'll let you paint the mental picture. So someone screams out that the tape actually exists. Without even looking up from my desk I chime in..."Is it a comedy?"

For Halloween I want to dress up as Uncle Ruckus from The Boondocks. I figure if I get enough people together we can go as the entire cast. This includes A Pimp Named Slickback...Colonel Stinkmeaner and other miscellaneous characters. If you want to be a certain character please do your research. Don't try and come as Huey and not commit to growing an afro. Please believe I will wear the smallest white shirt that exposes all the belly fat that Uncle Ruckus does. That's how I roll...

I peeped out this cat's blog the other day. Rashaan's I think. I'd throw in the link, but I don't know it off the top of my head. Anywho, dude had a post talking about slow jams and how you gotta have the right music to set "the mood". Well, I went home and looked at what I have on mine. Yeah...totally different. He had all the necessary groups and singers...Jodeci...Maxwell...Aaliyah...Floetry. I had songs by those people too, but I had like some other stuff on mine. I'm talking Maroon 5...John Mayer...Kelis...Ying Yang Twins...Biggie. Here's my philosophy. The list should be about the music, not the words. If you're too busy focusing on the words and vocal arrangement something ain't right.

Mama Knows Best

You know you haven't updated your blog in a long time when your Mom calls you about it. I'm gonna give ya'll the reason I gave her. The stuff I'm going through right now ain't really for the public. It ain't like I'm going through anything life-threatening. Just trying to make sense of somethings and the people involved in these things...let's just say they're familiar with this blog. So in order to keep my private life just that, I'm gonna put a lid on it. I will however relish in a small victory I learned about before coming to work. R. KELLY IS FREE!!! I love it. And for those of you who think this is just me raging against the machine and taking the road less traveled hear this: I AM SO SINCERE! I'm looking forward to the afterparty this weekend in Chicago. Free "lemonade" and no ID required...LOL!