So that I can end this blog on a good note and not every female in the world comes and tries to kill me I would like to say this first and then end on a good note.
“She turned around placed her back against the passenger door. She brought her knees to her chest, placed her feet against Brown’s body and began pushing him away.”
I have never heard, “she started kicking his ass,” put so eloquently.
Let me be the first to tell you, Chris Brown is psycho. There’s no way to slice it. If you have not had the opportunity, read the affidavit. No, don’t say to me, “I’ve already heard enough.” No you haven’t, read that damn affidavit. (http://www.thesmokinggun.com/archive/years/2009/0305093brown1.html) After reading that, I realized that there was no way to explain this guy’s actions.
I agree, all domestic violence is wrong. That is not something that I will debate with you. But seriously, what this fool did crossed the line of domestic violence to just downright inhumane. Like I would say he beat her like she was a man… nope that’s not quite capturing it. I would say he had no regard for the fact that she was a women…. nope. Honestly, if he was hitting another man the way he was hitting Rihanna, he’d still be a crazy ass dude.
And also, people don’t just spaz out like that. There is no way you’re going to convince me that he hasn’t done something like this before. I mean seriously he didn’t just hit her, he repeatedly inflicted harm on her. I actually have a funny feeling they fight all the time like that.
And I can sum my next point up in one line: Why is Rihanna back with this dude?
Well, now let’s have real talk. The reality of the situation is that most women don’t leave. And it’s not because they feel trapped or fear for their lives, it’s because they love the person and forgive their mistakes. A lot of women talk big shit about what they would do if a guy put his hands on them, most of those women when put in the situation, don’t do much at all. So when all these women are crying that Rihanna needs to leave him and they can’t believe that he’s still there, I’d like them to go phone a friend who’s experienced something like that before and they’ll give you the real low down on the situation.
I’m really upset because as a person who has to ride the train everyday with little ass kids who are growing up too fast in a world that’s evil. I know that now you will have little dumb ass girls talking about, “Me and my boo fight, so what. Our relationship is real.” Because that’s how simple minded these little kids are. So yes, Chris Brown is psycho. But Rihanna is just as hot a mess as him too.
The real messed up part is that Chris Brown probably won’t get any serious jail time, if he gets any. Not that I ever wish our federal and state penitentiary systems on people, but I know that the public will want that resolve and probably won’t get it. Chris Brown’s career is not over. He will be back making music before you know it, and in time, people will have moved on. America loves a comeback story. Rihanna’s career though… I don’t know. I actually think she’s peaked out right now anyway because there’s no way she can ever past Beyonce and she’s right below her, so it’s really no where to go but down. I have this funny feeling these two are going to try and market this fiasco into a way to sell records and I’m just going to be like, I told you.
In conclusion, I’m still shaking my head in disbelief at this situation. I think Chris Brown is crazy. The jury is officially out on Rihanna. I hope that parents talk to their kids about what’s going on, rather than duck and dodge from the issue. I pray that people don’t keep spewing out hate and negativity about domestic violence and start doing some real educating about the real deal. And someone tell Oprah to shut the hell up.
Monday, March 9, 2009
Morning Mail - 3.9.09
Jake Green: One thing I've learned in the last seven years: in every game and con there's always an opponent, and there's always a victim. The trick is to know when you're the latter, so you can become the former.
(Source: Revolver)
This lady at my job pisses me off everyday. She has no clue that she is always infringing on my work space and it pisses me off. She blasts her music without earphones, she is always on the phone with personal matters, and she does absolutely nothing all day.
I know, I just got back from vacation, don’t tell me to relax!
The ski trip was great. It gave me enough time to think clearly about things for a second. Case in point, the quote of the weekend is, “Wait... she’s got a boyfriend?” And while I’m on the topic, that might be the quote of the year. Every weekend I ask myself that at least once.
I read the Steve Harvey book. Hated it. However, this weekend I realized some of those points are freaking hilarious. I swear the asking a man to define your relationship is classic. And also when he said a man’s first intentions are to have sex with you. That’s true about 95% of the time. This is why boyfriends are always like, “HE’S NOT YOUR FRIEND.” Women think he’s a friend, no, unless he has said definitively that he is not sexually attracted to you and would never have sex with you. He’ll do it and not think twice about it.
Amber Rose can get it.
Someone tried to tell me that Rosario Dawson wasn’t that attractive this weekend. I lost respect for that person. She’s still my little squeak though. Just have no idea what she is talking about. I think I speak for all real men out there on the struggle when I say, LaLa from He Got Game might have been the best looking girl in a movie I’d seen up until that point. When I think about that movie I cannot get the ferris wheel scene out my head.
I would write a blip about Chris Breezy, but I have a post for that crazy ass negro.
Terrell Owens is a Buffalo Bill. In other news, his two girlfriends, can get it too.
It’s getting warm again in DC.
I’m still disappointed in the behavior of a certain person last week. I came to the conclusion that it was to be expected.
Smh…
And I want my damn hour back, so if you see Father Time, tell him I’m looking for him and when I find him it’s going to be a misunderstanding.
(Source: Revolver)
This lady at my job pisses me off everyday. She has no clue that she is always infringing on my work space and it pisses me off. She blasts her music without earphones, she is always on the phone with personal matters, and she does absolutely nothing all day.
I know, I just got back from vacation, don’t tell me to relax!
The ski trip was great. It gave me enough time to think clearly about things for a second. Case in point, the quote of the weekend is, “Wait... she’s got a boyfriend?” And while I’m on the topic, that might be the quote of the year. Every weekend I ask myself that at least once.
I read the Steve Harvey book. Hated it. However, this weekend I realized some of those points are freaking hilarious. I swear the asking a man to define your relationship is classic. And also when he said a man’s first intentions are to have sex with you. That’s true about 95% of the time. This is why boyfriends are always like, “HE’S NOT YOUR FRIEND.” Women think he’s a friend, no, unless he has said definitively that he is not sexually attracted to you and would never have sex with you. He’ll do it and not think twice about it.
Amber Rose can get it.
Someone tried to tell me that Rosario Dawson wasn’t that attractive this weekend. I lost respect for that person. She’s still my little squeak though. Just have no idea what she is talking about. I think I speak for all real men out there on the struggle when I say, LaLa from He Got Game might have been the best looking girl in a movie I’d seen up until that point. When I think about that movie I cannot get the ferris wheel scene out my head.
I would write a blip about Chris Breezy, but I have a post for that crazy ass negro.
Terrell Owens is a Buffalo Bill. In other news, his two girlfriends, can get it too.
It’s getting warm again in DC.
I’m still disappointed in the behavior of a certain person last week. I came to the conclusion that it was to be expected.
Smh…
And I want my damn hour back, so if you see Father Time, tell him I’m looking for him and when I find him it’s going to be a misunderstanding.
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Morning Mail - 3.5.08
Fogell: Yo guys! Sup?
Seth: Fogell, where have you been, man? You almost gave me a goddamn heart attack. Let me see it. Did you pussy out or what?
Fogell: No noooo, man. I got it; it is flawless. Check it!
Evan: [examining the fake ID] Hawaii. All right, that's good. That's hard to trace, I guess. Wait... you changed your name to... McLovin?
Fogell: Yeah.
Evan: McLovin? What kind of a stupid name is that, Fogell? What, are you trying to be an Irish R&B singer?
Fogell: Naw, they let you pick any name you want when you get down there.
Seth: And you landed on McLovin...
Fogell: Yeah. It was between that or Muhammed.
Seth: Why the FUCK would it be between THAT or Muhammed? Why don't you just pick a common name like a normal person?
Fogell: Muhammed is the most commonly used name on Earth. Read a fucking book for once.
Evan: Fogell, have you actually ever met anyone named Muhammed?
Fogell: Have YOU actually ever met anyone named McLovin?
Seth: No, that's why you picked a dumb fucking name!
Fogell: Fuck you.
Seth: Gimme that. All right, you look like a future pedophile in this picture, number 1. Number 2: it doesn't even have a first name, it just says "McLovin"!
Evan: What? One name? ONE NAME? Who are you? Seal?
Seth: Fogell, this ID says that you're 25 years old. Why wouldn't you just put 21, man?
Fogell: Seth, Seth, Seth. Listen up, ass-face: every day, hundreds of kids go into the liquor store with fake IDs, and every single one says they're 21. Pssh, how many 21 year olds do you think there are in this town? It's called fucking strategy, all right?
Evan: Stay calm, okay? Let's not lose our heads. It's... it's a fine ID; it'll... it's gonna work. It's passable, okay? This isn't terrible. I mean, it's up to you, Fogell. This guy is either gonna think 'Here's another kid with a fake ID' or 'Here's McLovin, a 25 year-old Hawaiian organ donor'. Okay? So what's it gonna be?
Fogell: [grinning] ... I am McLovin!
Seth: No you're not. No one's McLovin. McLovin's never existed because that's a made up dumb FUCKING FAIRY TALE NAME, YOU FUCK!
(Source: Superbad)
You ever sit and think about how you and your friends have attempted to do some dumb ass shit and actually thought it might work? It’s all about that key question that we always ask, “What were you thinking?!”
I decided to break my rule and drive to work today, because it was my last day of the week at the office. Tomorrow, I’m off to the ski trip. I’m taking pen and pad with me, because I’m sure I’ll need to take notes to remember all that I have to write about on Monday.
Last night, something weird happened, and I’m almost positive it wasn’t cool, but I’m going to act like it didn’t happen because I played it off quite sincere. And after all the person’s concern wasn’t warranted.
Flight of the Conchords is come funny ish. I seriously have never watched an episode that I didn’t find something these guys said to be funny. Watch this video and tell me this isn’t the damn truth. (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2t3FbYBXWDw)
Last night, I came home and picked up the axe in Guitar Hero and scored a perfect 100% on the first song I played. That was the highlight of my day. Thanks!
Don’t ever miss your warning signs. There are two types of warning signs; good and bad. A lot of people miss good warning signs by being dumb and either trying to do too much, or convinced they weren’t ready for what was just inserted in their life. Do not miss the bad warning signs either. Sometimes, women have a tendency to do this, boyfriend shakes the shit out of her, WARNING SIGN. She stays with him, dude slaps her across the face to make sure she’s paying attention, WARNING SIGN. Next thing you know she’s in a coma for the rest of her life.
If you have something to tell someone, tell them. Stop keeping secrets from your family and friends when you just don’t want to deal with the truth. When you delay the inevitable, you run the risk of never being able to solve a problem. Life’s too short to carry around valuable information.
Patiently awaiting Chris Brown to enter court with Rihanna today. That will be the last straw for Rihanna for me.
I am sincerely addicted to Kanye West’s, 808s & Heartbreak. Somebody stop me!
Seth: Fogell, where have you been, man? You almost gave me a goddamn heart attack. Let me see it. Did you pussy out or what?
Fogell: No noooo, man. I got it; it is flawless. Check it!
Evan: [examining the fake ID] Hawaii. All right, that's good. That's hard to trace, I guess. Wait... you changed your name to... McLovin?
Fogell: Yeah.
Evan: McLovin? What kind of a stupid name is that, Fogell? What, are you trying to be an Irish R&B singer?
Fogell: Naw, they let you pick any name you want when you get down there.
Seth: And you landed on McLovin...
Fogell: Yeah. It was between that or Muhammed.
Seth: Why the FUCK would it be between THAT or Muhammed? Why don't you just pick a common name like a normal person?
Fogell: Muhammed is the most commonly used name on Earth. Read a fucking book for once.
Evan: Fogell, have you actually ever met anyone named Muhammed?
Fogell: Have YOU actually ever met anyone named McLovin?
Seth: No, that's why you picked a dumb fucking name!
Fogell: Fuck you.
Seth: Gimme that. All right, you look like a future pedophile in this picture, number 1. Number 2: it doesn't even have a first name, it just says "McLovin"!
Evan: What? One name? ONE NAME? Who are you? Seal?
Seth: Fogell, this ID says that you're 25 years old. Why wouldn't you just put 21, man?
Fogell: Seth, Seth, Seth. Listen up, ass-face: every day, hundreds of kids go into the liquor store with fake IDs, and every single one says they're 21. Pssh, how many 21 year olds do you think there are in this town? It's called fucking strategy, all right?
Evan: Stay calm, okay? Let's not lose our heads. It's... it's a fine ID; it'll... it's gonna work. It's passable, okay? This isn't terrible. I mean, it's up to you, Fogell. This guy is either gonna think 'Here's another kid with a fake ID' or 'Here's McLovin, a 25 year-old Hawaiian organ donor'. Okay? So what's it gonna be?
Fogell: [grinning] ... I am McLovin!
Seth: No you're not. No one's McLovin. McLovin's never existed because that's a made up dumb FUCKING FAIRY TALE NAME, YOU FUCK!
(Source: Superbad)
You ever sit and think about how you and your friends have attempted to do some dumb ass shit and actually thought it might work? It’s all about that key question that we always ask, “What were you thinking?!”
I decided to break my rule and drive to work today, because it was my last day of the week at the office. Tomorrow, I’m off to the ski trip. I’m taking pen and pad with me, because I’m sure I’ll need to take notes to remember all that I have to write about on Monday.
Last night, something weird happened, and I’m almost positive it wasn’t cool, but I’m going to act like it didn’t happen because I played it off quite sincere. And after all the person’s concern wasn’t warranted.
Flight of the Conchords is come funny ish. I seriously have never watched an episode that I didn’t find something these guys said to be funny. Watch this video and tell me this isn’t the damn truth. (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2t3FbYBXWDw)
Last night, I came home and picked up the axe in Guitar Hero and scored a perfect 100% on the first song I played. That was the highlight of my day. Thanks!
Don’t ever miss your warning signs. There are two types of warning signs; good and bad. A lot of people miss good warning signs by being dumb and either trying to do too much, or convinced they weren’t ready for what was just inserted in their life. Do not miss the bad warning signs either. Sometimes, women have a tendency to do this, boyfriend shakes the shit out of her, WARNING SIGN. She stays with him, dude slaps her across the face to make sure she’s paying attention, WARNING SIGN. Next thing you know she’s in a coma for the rest of her life.
If you have something to tell someone, tell them. Stop keeping secrets from your family and friends when you just don’t want to deal with the truth. When you delay the inevitable, you run the risk of never being able to solve a problem. Life’s too short to carry around valuable information.
Patiently awaiting Chris Brown to enter court with Rihanna today. That will be the last straw for Rihanna for me.
I am sincerely addicted to Kanye West’s, 808s & Heartbreak. Somebody stop me!
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Morning Mail - 3.4.09
“I prefer to be a dreamer among the humblest, with visions to be realized, than lord among those without dreams and desires.” – Kahlil Gibran
There’s a real good reason why I named my blog what it is named.
1) Streetz said name it the Book of Jackson. (http://www.streetztalk.net)
2) People always say that I just refuse to agree with anyone and live by a random set of ideals and beliefs. So this is the way of the world according to me.
3) I am convinced that many a people have tried to write the story of my life, and never asked me to review their version. Classic quote from my college days, “The story of my life, written by someone other than me.”
Seriously, I get upset when someone spreads rumors about me. But you ever hear one of those rumors and then you are like, “I’ll just let that one ride.” It’s not always a bad thing.
I am still having this strawberry blonde argument with myself. I really wished Ashley had never said anything about it. Now I’m like, is that red-hair, blonde, brown or strawberry blonde…. wait what the hell is strawberry blonde?!
Do you know what a cuckold is? Gentlemen you should hope never to be a cuckold. That is some foul shit. Ain’t it foul when someone calls you something and you don’t know what it means, so you have to accept it, and then go look it up. Actually, I’ve never been called a cuckold, but one of my friend’s away message for like months used to be, Slaves to the Cuckold. So yesterday, I googled it. Cuckhold - A man married to an unfaithful wife. Now apparently this is some type of genre of porn too.
Barry Bonds ain’t never going to jail.
Michael Vick will be a 49er. Oh em gee.
I read this blog everyday and think this chick is completely lost. I know that’s random, but one day I’m going to put her on blast.
Today, I’m making a post. I swear. Be back soon.
There’s a real good reason why I named my blog what it is named.
1) Streetz said name it the Book of Jackson. (http://www.streetztalk.net)
2) People always say that I just refuse to agree with anyone and live by a random set of ideals and beliefs. So this is the way of the world according to me.
3) I am convinced that many a people have tried to write the story of my life, and never asked me to review their version. Classic quote from my college days, “The story of my life, written by someone other than me.”
Seriously, I get upset when someone spreads rumors about me. But you ever hear one of those rumors and then you are like, “I’ll just let that one ride.” It’s not always a bad thing.
I am still having this strawberry blonde argument with myself. I really wished Ashley had never said anything about it. Now I’m like, is that red-hair, blonde, brown or strawberry blonde…. wait what the hell is strawberry blonde?!
Do you know what a cuckold is? Gentlemen you should hope never to be a cuckold. That is some foul shit. Ain’t it foul when someone calls you something and you don’t know what it means, so you have to accept it, and then go look it up. Actually, I’ve never been called a cuckold, but one of my friend’s away message for like months used to be, Slaves to the Cuckold. So yesterday, I googled it. Cuckhold - A man married to an unfaithful wife. Now apparently this is some type of genre of porn too.
Barry Bonds ain’t never going to jail.
Michael Vick will be a 49er. Oh em gee.
I read this blog everyday and think this chick is completely lost. I know that’s random, but one day I’m going to put her on blast.
Today, I’m making a post. I swear. Be back soon.
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Morning Mail - 3.3.09
Didn't you know
I was waiting on you
Waiting on a dream
That'll never come true
Didn't you know
I was waiting on you
My face turned to stone
When I heard the news
When you decide to break the rules
Cause I just heard some real bad news
People will talk
Like its old news
I played it off and act like I already knew
Let me ask you
How long have you known too
You played it off and act like he's brand new
(Bad News – Kanye West)
Every time I listen to Kanye West’s 808s & Heartbreak, I get a new takeaway. I swear to you, you show me a good story about love/relationships from this year and I’ll buy your first drink.
I just received word from my editor that I need to cut the shit on this blog and get back to writing my book. But instead of holding that against y’all I’m just going to put in the time and do both.
I’m over here looking at the calendar and we have a great March planned for you ladies and gentlemans. The ski trip is coming up this weekend, then next weekend we have the out-of-towners, then the following weekend, dudes night out, then we’ll end the month with me doing what I said I’d never do, stay tuned for the results.
OK, here’s what’s bugging me… If you say to me, let’s get up Tuesday, I’m not going to follow up with you about Tuesday. You said, let’s get up Tuesday it was your plan, you’re supposed to get up on Tuesday. Random I know…
Somebody put a vicious picture up of me on Facebook and it was quite hilarious. I’m too old to be offended enough to start drama.
Honestly, right now if your fashion game is fresh to death, then I’m deceased. I really stopped going out and spending money and just started shopping. Your spring season will not live to see tomorrow. I advise you to contact me offline or you will be embarrassed.
SPOILER ALERT…. I was so proud of them showing Africans being smart on TV, until I found out these ignorant [negros] planned to take the President! You couldn’t even get a pen out of the White House.
I am in love with Thandie Newton. In every which way that a man could be in love with a woman. Real talk. My home girl from Queens asked me if I had to pick a side piece who would it be, and it would be Aubrey from Danity Kane for sure. Talking about a girl who knows her role.
Be-Are-Be.
I was waiting on you
Waiting on a dream
That'll never come true
Didn't you know
I was waiting on you
My face turned to stone
When I heard the news
When you decide to break the rules
Cause I just heard some real bad news
People will talk
Like its old news
I played it off and act like I already knew
Let me ask you
How long have you known too
You played it off and act like he's brand new
(Bad News – Kanye West)
Every time I listen to Kanye West’s 808s & Heartbreak, I get a new takeaway. I swear to you, you show me a good story about love/relationships from this year and I’ll buy your first drink.
I just received word from my editor that I need to cut the shit on this blog and get back to writing my book. But instead of holding that against y’all I’m just going to put in the time and do both.
I’m over here looking at the calendar and we have a great March planned for you ladies and gentlemans. The ski trip is coming up this weekend, then next weekend we have the out-of-towners, then the following weekend, dudes night out, then we’ll end the month with me doing what I said I’d never do, stay tuned for the results.
OK, here’s what’s bugging me… If you say to me, let’s get up Tuesday, I’m not going to follow up with you about Tuesday. You said, let’s get up Tuesday it was your plan, you’re supposed to get up on Tuesday. Random I know…
Somebody put a vicious picture up of me on Facebook and it was quite hilarious. I’m too old to be offended enough to start drama.
Honestly, right now if your fashion game is fresh to death, then I’m deceased. I really stopped going out and spending money and just started shopping. Your spring season will not live to see tomorrow. I advise you to contact me offline or you will be embarrassed.
SPOILER ALERT…. I was so proud of them showing Africans being smart on TV, until I found out these ignorant [negros] planned to take the President! You couldn’t even get a pen out of the White House.
I am in love with Thandie Newton. In every which way that a man could be in love with a woman. Real talk. My home girl from Queens asked me if I had to pick a side piece who would it be, and it would be Aubrey from Danity Kane for sure. Talking about a girl who knows her role.
Be-Are-Be.
Monday, March 2, 2009
"I'm not going to do, what everybody thinks i'm gonna do, which is just... FLIP OUT" - Jerry Maguire
Okay gentlemen, let’s put on our non-homophobic hats to understand this story.
In conclusion, there’s a big difference in a male friend coming out to you and telling you he’s gay, and him coming out to you and telling you he’s gay and into you. The way you handle the situation is completely different.
Heterosexual men never pick up on innuendos. They don’t even pick up on advances from most women. Read: Random wild guesses in a general direction. Most women when they find out a guy is coming out of the closet, or openly stating that he is gay on a public forum, are like, “I knew that. Why didn’t you?”
I had a lunch with a group of friends and we were talking about one of our friends whom we’ve known for a long time. I would consider this friend a close friend of mine because if he ever needs anything I would be there for him, within reason. The gist of the conversation was that perhaps it’s our fault as friends that he doesn’t feel comfortable telling us that he is gay. This guy has never really been into the conquest for panties, never, like even in high school. His ex-girlfriend was like six years ago. And she was a little boyish herself. And it always seemed like their relationship was a little odd, and hindsight could have been a cover-up or just two very good friends who said they were in a relationship to thwart away questions. His ex-girlfriend is completely out of the closet now, she is a lesbian. Since they broke up he has not had another girlfriend and in fact, we’ve never even heard about him dating anyone.
So at happy hour me and this friend are out with a group of other friends. During a side conversation, we are talking about life and work. So he asks me about some vicious rumors that he’s heard that I had a girlfriend… WOMP. So I’m not really paying attention to him, I was looking out around the bar, maybe what I mean to say is I’m not making eye contact with him. So I said, “So what’s up with you? Are you dating any of these chicks out here?” And he says, “Dude, you know I’m not into chasing chicks like that.” So we continue to talk until we got to this part of the conversation where I realized what was going on. I said, “Man, it’s just freaking hard to date chicks these days, they fundamentally don’t make any sense. They don’t know what they want, I don’t know what I want. I want a girl, if and only if, she is going to “get it.” Now in between now and then is like dating, and dating women in DC is flat out ridiculous. You really are expected to wine and dine them at $100 dinners, but then the next day they are out with some other group of guys who buys them drinks all night at some bar. It’s like I’m not going to treat you like my potential girlfriend if you are going to make it blaringly obvious that you are going to date other guys. I’m like, well where are we going? You get what I’m saying?” And he goes, “You know… I don’t really date girls anymore.” And I was about to say, “Yeah, man I feel the same way.” But… then it hit me. That sentence would have been just fine if he had not said, “girls” but he did. He specifically said, “girls.” So I had this off stare and then I looked at him, in silence. And I gave him this like confused, dumb, blank look. And he looks at me with that, “Yes that’s what I’m implying look.” So I just said the only thing that came to mind, “I knew it!”
And we both started laughing. We actually didn’t even talk about it much more than that. I just continued talking about how dating in DC is just flat out ridiculous at this point. Again, it’s completely different. If you’ve ever seen RocknRolla, you’ll see a hilarious coming out scene. The guy comes out to him and basically says he wants to be with his friend. And that’s like information overload. It’s a difference between “hey I’m gay” and “hey I’m gay and I want to be with you.”
OK, so story over, but one last note. There’s a difference between being heterosexual and homosexual. But there’s a BIG difference between being a closet homophobe and an out-of-closet homophobe. If you think Chris Brown had it bad. You come out of the closet about being a homophobe around the wrong group of people and you will be completely alienated by your friends and everyone will find out why and it will be BAD. Like a lot of people talk a lot of shit about if they found out their boy was gay how they would flip out, but trust me, you don’t want to do that. I think it’s like this, you might be a Christian, does that mean everyone else is going to hell that doesn’t believe in what you believe in. Well, if that’s what it means to you, you live a very closed and stupid life. I for one believe that there is a God, if I had to align with a religion it would be Christianity, however, people who don’t believe that, it’s up to the Creator or a higher power to make the judgment on who’s going to hell and not, so I don’t knock any other religion. You have to take the same approach with homosexuality. Nuff said.
In conclusion, there’s a big difference in a male friend coming out to you and telling you he’s gay, and him coming out to you and telling you he’s gay and into you. The way you handle the situation is completely different.
Heterosexual men never pick up on innuendos. They don’t even pick up on advances from most women. Read: Random wild guesses in a general direction. Most women when they find out a guy is coming out of the closet, or openly stating that he is gay on a public forum, are like, “I knew that. Why didn’t you?”
I had a lunch with a group of friends and we were talking about one of our friends whom we’ve known for a long time. I would consider this friend a close friend of mine because if he ever needs anything I would be there for him, within reason. The gist of the conversation was that perhaps it’s our fault as friends that he doesn’t feel comfortable telling us that he is gay. This guy has never really been into the conquest for panties, never, like even in high school. His ex-girlfriend was like six years ago. And she was a little boyish herself. And it always seemed like their relationship was a little odd, and hindsight could have been a cover-up or just two very good friends who said they were in a relationship to thwart away questions. His ex-girlfriend is completely out of the closet now, she is a lesbian. Since they broke up he has not had another girlfriend and in fact, we’ve never even heard about him dating anyone.
So at happy hour me and this friend are out with a group of other friends. During a side conversation, we are talking about life and work. So he asks me about some vicious rumors that he’s heard that I had a girlfriend… WOMP. So I’m not really paying attention to him, I was looking out around the bar, maybe what I mean to say is I’m not making eye contact with him. So I said, “So what’s up with you? Are you dating any of these chicks out here?” And he says, “Dude, you know I’m not into chasing chicks like that.” So we continue to talk until we got to this part of the conversation where I realized what was going on. I said, “Man, it’s just freaking hard to date chicks these days, they fundamentally don’t make any sense. They don’t know what they want, I don’t know what I want. I want a girl, if and only if, she is going to “get it.” Now in between now and then is like dating, and dating women in DC is flat out ridiculous. You really are expected to wine and dine them at $100 dinners, but then the next day they are out with some other group of guys who buys them drinks all night at some bar. It’s like I’m not going to treat you like my potential girlfriend if you are going to make it blaringly obvious that you are going to date other guys. I’m like, well where are we going? You get what I’m saying?” And he goes, “You know… I don’t really date girls anymore.” And I was about to say, “Yeah, man I feel the same way.” But… then it hit me. That sentence would have been just fine if he had not said, “girls” but he did. He specifically said, “girls.” So I had this off stare and then I looked at him, in silence. And I gave him this like confused, dumb, blank look. And he looks at me with that, “Yes that’s what I’m implying look.” So I just said the only thing that came to mind, “I knew it!”
And we both started laughing. We actually didn’t even talk about it much more than that. I just continued talking about how dating in DC is just flat out ridiculous at this point. Again, it’s completely different. If you’ve ever seen RocknRolla, you’ll see a hilarious coming out scene. The guy comes out to him and basically says he wants to be with his friend. And that’s like information overload. It’s a difference between “hey I’m gay” and “hey I’m gay and I want to be with you.”
OK, so story over, but one last note. There’s a difference between being heterosexual and homosexual. But there’s a BIG difference between being a closet homophobe and an out-of-closet homophobe. If you think Chris Brown had it bad. You come out of the closet about being a homophobe around the wrong group of people and you will be completely alienated by your friends and everyone will find out why and it will be BAD. Like a lot of people talk a lot of shit about if they found out their boy was gay how they would flip out, but trust me, you don’t want to do that. I think it’s like this, you might be a Christian, does that mean everyone else is going to hell that doesn’t believe in what you believe in. Well, if that’s what it means to you, you live a very closed and stupid life. I for one believe that there is a God, if I had to align with a religion it would be Christianity, however, people who don’t believe that, it’s up to the Creator or a higher power to make the judgment on who’s going to hell and not, so I don’t knock any other religion. You have to take the same approach with homosexuality. Nuff said.
Morning Mail - 3.2.09
Today’s morning excerpt will probably fly over most of your heads, but for the ones who figure out what’s going on, this is freaking hilarious.
Larry: Is he a good fuck?
Anna: Don't do this.
Larry: Just answer the question! Is he good?
Anna: Yes.
Larry: Better than me?
Anna: Different.
Larry: Better?
Anna: Gentler.
Larry: What does that mean?
Anna: You know what it means.
Larry: Tell me!
Anna: No.
Larry: I treat you like a whore?
Anna: Sometimes.
Larry: Why would that be?
(Source: Closer)
Rihanna and Chris Brown back together? I’m glad. Next question.
This freaking snow in DC is ridiculous. People always want to bring up that I went to school in a place that it snowed everyday for 8 months of the year. Yeah and that place had the infrastructure to plan and handle heavy snow. DC just has no clue what to do when it snows.
I get really upset when the Lakers lose, therefore, I really don’t like when people feel the need to bring it up. Especially when they lose a game that in the big scheme of things won’t matter. If you look at the Western Conference standings there is one team that is shoulders above the rest, and teams 2-8 can fight it out for the remaining spots. Nuff said.
Does anybody doubt that Obama is a superhero? Any place he has visited puts his picture up like he’s Superman. Well, he is Superman. I also had a random dream last night that I met Michael Steele. I also saw an interview with Michael Steele last night where I found myself agreeing again with the GOP perspective. It pains people to agree, but it’s the truth, the Democrats on Capitol Hill would rather that the government fix the economy right now, that’s just stupid. The government needs to work with corporate America to pull the country out of this mess. The answer is not, and can not be for the government to govern more. Real talk. (Milton!)
You ever have someone try to convince that they’ve moved on from the past? But they keep talking about it. People always try and tell me how they’ve moved on past college and how they have forgotten all about it. My response is usually the same, “Me too. So how’s life otherwise?” Ironically, I always find the conversation drifts back to something about the past. For example, “I’m just focusing on me, and not worrying about all those haters from college.” Come on now…
Women have germs throw rocks at them.
This weekend I came to the realization that men and women just do not speak the same language and we will never communicate effectively. Advances are merely just wild guess in the general direction of each other. Anybody who spends too much time trying to figure out the other side is wasting their time. As I was telling my friend online last night, here’s a quandary: A guy can take a girl out to a nice dinner, wine and dine her, treat her with respect, work on building some type of substantial relationship with a girl. He gets no where. Another guy can treat that same girl like a straight jumpoff, never call, only text, only lay pipe and have no intentions of pursuing anything further with the girl. She is in love with him. (Oh I know some chick is going to be like, “What if that’s all I want?” I’m not talking to you. Those who I’m talking about, know what I’m talking about. Do not self-empower yourself when I’m talking about women who want to be with a guy in a relationship and he won’t budge.)
I’ll be making a post later today after completing my blog rounds.
In other words, Good Morning America!
Larry: Is he a good fuck?
Anna: Don't do this.
Larry: Just answer the question! Is he good?
Anna: Yes.
Larry: Better than me?
Anna: Different.
Larry: Better?
Anna: Gentler.
Larry: What does that mean?
Anna: You know what it means.
Larry: Tell me!
Anna: No.
Larry: I treat you like a whore?
Anna: Sometimes.
Larry: Why would that be?
(Source: Closer)
Rihanna and Chris Brown back together? I’m glad. Next question.
This freaking snow in DC is ridiculous. People always want to bring up that I went to school in a place that it snowed everyday for 8 months of the year. Yeah and that place had the infrastructure to plan and handle heavy snow. DC just has no clue what to do when it snows.
I get really upset when the Lakers lose, therefore, I really don’t like when people feel the need to bring it up. Especially when they lose a game that in the big scheme of things won’t matter. If you look at the Western Conference standings there is one team that is shoulders above the rest, and teams 2-8 can fight it out for the remaining spots. Nuff said.
Does anybody doubt that Obama is a superhero? Any place he has visited puts his picture up like he’s Superman. Well, he is Superman. I also had a random dream last night that I met Michael Steele. I also saw an interview with Michael Steele last night where I found myself agreeing again with the GOP perspective. It pains people to agree, but it’s the truth, the Democrats on Capitol Hill would rather that the government fix the economy right now, that’s just stupid. The government needs to work with corporate America to pull the country out of this mess. The answer is not, and can not be for the government to govern more. Real talk. (Milton!)
You ever have someone try to convince that they’ve moved on from the past? But they keep talking about it. People always try and tell me how they’ve moved on past college and how they have forgotten all about it. My response is usually the same, “Me too. So how’s life otherwise?” Ironically, I always find the conversation drifts back to something about the past. For example, “I’m just focusing on me, and not worrying about all those haters from college.” Come on now…
Women have germs throw rocks at them.
This weekend I came to the realization that men and women just do not speak the same language and we will never communicate effectively. Advances are merely just wild guess in the general direction of each other. Anybody who spends too much time trying to figure out the other side is wasting their time. As I was telling my friend online last night, here’s a quandary: A guy can take a girl out to a nice dinner, wine and dine her, treat her with respect, work on building some type of substantial relationship with a girl. He gets no where. Another guy can treat that same girl like a straight jumpoff, never call, only text, only lay pipe and have no intentions of pursuing anything further with the girl. She is in love with him. (Oh I know some chick is going to be like, “What if that’s all I want?” I’m not talking to you. Those who I’m talking about, know what I’m talking about. Do not self-empower yourself when I’m talking about women who want to be with a guy in a relationship and he won’t budge.)
I’ll be making a post later today after completing my blog rounds.
In other words, Good Morning America!
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