Thursday, April 30, 2009

Morning Mail - 4.30.09

Nola Darling: It's really about control, my body, my mind. Who was going to own it? Them? Or me? I'm not a one-man woman. Bottom line.
(Source: She’s Gotta Have It)

I am so tired it isn’t even funny anymore. I haven’t had a solid night of sleep in the last two weeks.

So I can’t think of Morning Mail

I can’t even make it out because I’m liable to fall out at any moment.

Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Brand New



Press play and then read.

I have to ask, is anything I’m doing Brand New? Let’s go back to my freshman year. This is the first time I really had to use my Poker Face. Around the same time that I snatched the patch off my sleeve that said heart and put it back in my pocket. I wrote a poem that was called the, Miseducation of the Freshman. And the poem definitely won me a lot of slams because it was so heartfelt.

Excerpt:
I've fallen in love with you again
and times when I thought hate could win
you snuck back in

HAIKU
i tried forgetting
your kiss, smell, hug, skin and scent
i'm still stuck with it

my pillow soaked with dry tears
and my pen and pad filled with stories of my fear
of still loving you and still living to see another year
because the feeling makes me die inside because I can't have you
and it gives me a feeling of yellow, no green, no maybe just blue
because I can be afraid of you, but that may pass
and maybe I could be jealous of you, but that may pass
but the truth is... that I just can't live without you

I mean it seems like the shortest relationships can have the biggest effects on your life. I walked away that situation like, never again will I ever put a girl on a pedestal. Two years later I found myself looking at this girl as if she was the best thing in the world. And in many ways, I still think she’s all that. Was it that I fell in love with a person who didn’t feel the same way? Yep. And what did this cause? It caused me to think that it just wasn’t worth being “that” guy.

Don’t date these women. Invite them over to watch “Love Jones.” Don’t tell her that you feel better when she’s around and think about her when she’s not there. Tell them, “Our time together is our time together, and our time apart is our time apart.” When you see another option don’t tell yourself, I got a special one at home. Tell yourself, you never know when that special one will make you an option, so let’s get it. (I have to laugh at how many times I used to say, “Let’s get it” it was like my motto.) Don’t tell the truth. Tell as many lies as you can get away with. Don’t be honest to women when you realize they deserve more than to just be jumpoff. Until she figures that out, that’s her problem. Like Juelz says, “She loves me… but that’s her problem.”

This leads me to believe that most guys are stunting. It’s against human nature to always be out for one’s self. Something happens along the way and it convinces you to make a concerted effort. No man is born saying, Money over B*tches. That behavior is taught and intentional and deliberate. Inevitably what happens is you always find that the biggest assholes find themselves back with that heart on their sleeve. If it’s one thing I’ve learned at this point is that, the twinkling in the eye is not a reason to ignore the rest of the person.

I want the money, the car and clothes, the hoes, I suppose. Well, not really. I mean take it from me, and I mean this, you can have a stable, but you never going to have quality when you go for quantity. I mean the best women just don’t go for it. And to be honest I think most men busy themselves with lesser options because they can’t have what they really want. I know I have before. Men don’t ever stop looking for what they really want. And men are just as guilty as anyone for seeing past all the warning signs of an impending accident. It’s like you’re sitting in traffic and the sign says, Accident Ahead Take Alternate Route. And what do you do? Proceed and create a plan for how to circumvent the disaster because maybe she got a fat old ass. And when that disaster strikes, it’s Katrina or worse a Tsunami.

And what do you do then? Do you sit in the house and drink 40s with your boys talking about how women ain’t shit? Do you get typical and say, “F*ck that b*tch”? Yes. Do you, “f*ck everything that walks, or at least attempt to and end up f*cking the same old jumpoffs? Yes. Women rebound when vulnerable and then realize it’s a rebound and get rid of the dude. Men get brick and mortar and build a wall and turn, Heartless.

Sooner or later that same guy says to himself, “I’m really tired of messing with these worthless women. Why can’t I find a good option? That’s what I’ll do, I’ll play the field the way my momma told me to and get a good girl.” They start dating and calling, not just texting that same message: Come Thru. And word to life, “The greatest trick the Devil ever pulled was convincing the world he didn't exist.” Blind to the reality of the situation, back at square one. “Lather, rinse, repeat.” – S.C.H.

So what I’m saying is, “Is anything I’m doing Brand New?”

PS – And this is why I’m single and not looking. [Drop the mic.]

This piece is respectfully dedicated to CBG who told me to be personal.

Morning Mail - 4.29.09

The Architect: Hello, Neo.
Neo: Who are you?
The Architect: I am the Architect. I created the Matrix. I've been waiting for you. You have many questions, and although the process has altered your consciousness, you remain irrevocably human. Ergo, some of my answers you will understand, and some of them you will not. Concordantly, while your first question may be the most pertinent, you may or may not realize it is also the most irrelevant.
(Source: Matrix Reloaded)

Get real high and watch Matrix Reloaded, you’ll be so confused it will actually mess with you.

Some days you wake up and you know why the caged bird sings…

Gig and Lig.

Last night was playoff basketball and work. Yes, work work.

Switched my vote for best on Random to Weezy, he really did outdo Drake on that one.

However, my vote for the person to control the summer will be Drake, however, it will just enable Weezy to stay relevant long enough to make a comeback.

I love those Dos Equis commercials.

Why is it that people think it’s okay to open an Evite and just not respond? Like seriously, if you’re not coming say, I’m not coming, but if you’re planning on coming, why can’t you say you’re coming? It takes the same amount of time as it takes to get off the page.

Excellent article here I would like you all to read:
http://www.thefrisky.com/post/246-happies-vs-crappies-why-some-single-women-just-need-to-shut-up-get-over/

I wasn’t really sure if I agreed with that totally.

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

The Terrorist Alert Advisory System

I have some friends who have stalkers. I have some friends who are stalkers. I think every guy has crazy tendencies, and they need people around them to remind them that they might be borderline about to do something crazy. Have I ever done something crazy before? Yeah, but I was half out my mind and I’m so very sure it will never happen again.

What are the signs? (That’s a pretty popular question these days to Dr. J’s mailbox.) But what are the signs? We will now refer to the Stalker, aka Terrorist Alert from the above diagram. Because I’m not sure about you guys, but stalker consequences can be compared to terrorist attacks.

Low – Let me tell you how it starts. It starts with that dude or chick who will call you and then you hit the “F You” button. Seconds later, [bloop] you have a new text message. You are at level “Green” off GP.

Another sign is the pleader for company. When you try and turn down their efforts they exhaust every possibility to hang out. Peep the situation:

Devin: Hey you trying to hang out today? Maybe catch a
movie.
Michelle: Nah, I’m not really a movie person. I have some
errands to do.
Devin: Oh word, that’s cool. Well you going out
tonight? We can get up then.
Michelle: Nah I think I’m going to stay
in.
Devin: Cool, well I got some Netflix movies. Want me to come over
and bring one?
Michelle: Um… yeah, let me hit you back in a few
minutes.
(She ain’t calling him back until the Bills win the Super Bowl)

Guarded – Repeat caller. Upset when you don’t get back to them. You ever had a situation where you looked at your phone and saw that someone has called you like 27 times in the course of an hour. You ever get a follow up voicemail before you get a chance to check the first. If you’ve ever received a threatening voicemail or emotional voicemail, you know exactly what I’m talking about. Anyone who wants to have this much access to you, is minutes away from doing something crazy.

Where do we go when there's no help?
He figured Heaven, so he went
left
Ya'll know that ain't right
Plus, he was high as a plane that same
night
Shit, I probably been on that same flight
Shit, I probably had that
same fight.
(Lil’ Wayne – Trouble)
So yes, even Dr. J has had a situation like this and I had to assess this situation with myself. I was talking to a chick and I called her kind of late at night, I got the two rings and then voicemail, so I was like, wait a minute, how dare you hit the eff you button on me. So I called back, same thing. At this point, I was pissed so I kept calling back, after the third time, phone was going straight to voicemail. Now I’m pissed. What type of disrespectful bullsh*t is this?! (In all reality, the only reason this is pissing me off is probably because of the times I’ve done this to somebody.) So what did I do? I sat in my room and called every thirty minutes to see when she would turn her phone back on and return my call or pick up the phone. Yes, the next day I had to look in the mirror and really get myself together. I told y’all I was half out my mind.

Elevated – How did you know I was going to be here? I had a friend who I was speaking to on a Friday afternoon and he actually said to me, “I feel like getting on a bus and coming to DC and going to Posh because I knew [she] will be there and I want to see who she’s with.” Now… He didn’t mean anything by that, but as a friend I had to be like OK, you’re almost at the point where someone might think you are a bit stalker’ish.

High – Showing up without announcement and acting a fool. Demanding to be seen. I have a friend who was trying to win over a young lady’s heart. His plan was to buy flowers, candy and show up at her job with a handwritten letter and take her to lunch. I feel like everyone knew this was not going to end well from the jump. But he could not be denied. Imagine my surprise when I find out she would not see him and told the receptionist to ask him to leave the premises. You never just show up to a woman’s location without announcing you are coming. NEVER.

Severe – I have always said that some women really enjoy a little drama in their love life. I mean, if you have a friend who has been with a crazy, possessive, or any similar adjective boyfriend for a few months, something is wrong with them too. I see this situation all the time:

At a club, a young lady who is a little tipsy is making her rounds at the party, flirting with guys and such. Guys are guys and the rule remains the same, “It is not my responsibility to watch yo’ b*tch.” At some point her boyfriend notices that she’s a little too friendly with a guy in particular. He doesn’t say anything to the dude, he walks over and… (Now this situation happens all the time, but if you are at a severe level here is when a terrorist attack is pending.) This situation can go down three ways:
1. He can just be the type to black on his girl and scream at her in public.
2. He can be the type to walk over and grab her by the arm and drag her ass out of there.
3. He can be the type to go over there and Chris Breezy this chick, I’m talking feet in the air, knocked out. (I have seen this happen at least three times in the last year.)

Terrorist attacks can run the gambit. They can be as simple as screaming matches, however, they can escalate to Chris Brown and Rihanna levels, or even worse murder. You have to see the Warning Signs and get out or rectify the situation as soon as possible. And I know Dr. J just had this post, (
http://www.singleblackmale.net/2009/04/23/i-aint-going-out-like-that-really-yes-you-are/), but ladies do not hesitate to put a fool in his place if he is acting crazy and deranged.

Deeper than Rap - Album Review




Most of you have been patiently waiting my thoughts on Deeper than Rap, Rick Ross’s third studio album. I’ve remained silent because I really wanted to get the best opinion together and I didn’t want to get upset at anyone who wasn’t feeling the album as much as I was and still am. I think the album has all pertinent tracks and no waste tracks, as some hip hop albums have a tendency to do. Whether or not you like the track or not, it’s still a quality track for the overall track listing.

From a production standpoint this album sounds a lot like the Blueprint. When I first heard the album I could just see the Jay-Z influence into the project. Lots of live instruments, of course you can tell that there was some studio beat makers, but there are a ton of tracks that you could so see Rick Ross vibing out with a live band.

From a political standpoint the way he’s handled the 50 beef is commendable. Did he escape the 50 Cent beef unscathed? No. However, his career isn’t over by any sense of the term. And so 50 hasn’t and didn’t win. I’ve always felt 50 was a joke. I think the way Rick Ross stayed poised and dismissed 50’s attacks at times as useless and foolish was a great way to handle it. If you listen to the album in about 3 or 4 tracks on the album he addresses the 50 beef directly in one-liners or sly 16’s, he does not seem to be obsessed with 50, as much as 50 has been obsessed with him. I also thought it would be very important to note the people that Rick Ross surrounds himself with alienates 50 in a way that regardless of the support he gets from Eminem and Dr. Dre, he really could never get rid of Rick Ross. Let’s see, Jay-Z, Nas, Lil’ Wayne, Kanye, Fat Joe, and Game just to name a few. People may not think these names are that important, but they all have staying power and are quick to side with Ross before 50 Cent. I mean, who does 50 Cent have on his side? No one. Per usual.

Lyrically, you can see the gross improvement in his talent. If you have ever heard Port of Miami you can tell that Ross had some lyrical talent, but lacked the total package of someone who would be respected lyrically. He just really had great beats and an ear for the streets. The delta between Port of Miami and Trilla parallels with the delta between College Dropout and Late Registration. Likewise, the delta between Trilla and Deeper than Rap parallels Late Registration to Graduation. I am clear.

To a Rick Ross fan this will be a classic album, to the regular hip hop fan, they probably never took the time to listen, so it will not be. I mean it really bothers me how some people are quick to dismiss rap artists. I think Jay-Z said it best, “Do you fools listen to music, or do you just skim through it?” I still remember how many of my close friends though Weezy was trash until I would trap them in my car and play Tha Carter II, non-stop. After they took a good listen they agreed, the kid was uber-talented.

I gave this album a 3.5/5. To give a holistic idea of my scale, a perfect album would receive a 5. The perfect albums are not debatable. I’ll give you a few examples; The Score, The Miseducation of Lauryn Hill, Illmatic, All Eyez on Me, Blueprint and Ready to Die are perfect albums, exhibiting no weaknesses. An example of a 4/5 would be; American Gangster, Paper Trail, Graduation, etc. Rick Ross will make it to studio album four and if this album is an indication of what’s to come then I’d say he’s in a good position to have a few more albums.

Morning Mail - 4.28.09

Turk Malloy: Are you in yet?
Virgil Malloy: I hate that question.

Rusty Ryan: Well, She said se liked surprises...
Danny Ocean: Uhuh, and?
Rusty Ryan: When I gave her one, she dropped the remote on the table and I put the towel back on.
(Source: Ocean’s Thirteen)

Laker baby, You know that's me.

For the Love of Ray J Reunion... enn... I am glad Unique has been exposed for the fraud that she is. Cashmere should laid that chick out though. I don’t know what anyone speaks of who hates on Cocktail.

I hate when people insult my intelligence.

It’s so damn hot. My city is upset, but it plans to cry for the rest of the week.

Here's a comparison that hasn't been offered yet. Drake is like Kanye. Extremely creative, and because he's so personal it draws in the listener.

You ever have someone tell you did something wrong and you have to tell them you did it differently than they would do it, but that does not mean it was wrong.

I actually made blog rounds yesterday and was excited to catch up. I do feel like blogs give you a view into other people’s lives in a not so stalker’ish way, and I enjoy everyone’s perspective because it just helps to develop mine.

I have the shittiest wireless at my new client site.

And then they said something about you may have to go to AZ next week. I gave them, negro please award.

I hate babies in closed spaces.

I saw Disney's Earth this weekend. One word, hilarious. You guys have got to see this bird cleaning the crib because the other bird is coming through. Bawse.

For some time now metro has put their trains on autopilot. It’s these old ass operators who take it off autopilot and now everyone is sliding around that joint cause they don't know how to use the brake.

Serious “Punch, Drunk, Love on the train this morning.

OMG, my co-worker says to me, "Chipiotle is so bad for you." I just looked at her like I have lost ALL respect for your presence. My children's middle name will be Chipotle.

Gig and Lig. New post today.

Monday, April 27, 2009

Morning Mail - 4.27.09

Today's Morning Mail will be served without a movie quote.

Great weekend.

Laker baby, you know that's me.

Gig and Lig. (New ish means god is good and life is good)

Just keep livin'.

Am I the only one who thinks Beyonce is always singing directly to them? The part of Halo when she says, "I don't need no drums, I can sing it with piano." I feel like the world stands still and I need that in my life.

Wendy's, lol.

"Lets take shots of gin for the end of the power hour." - the guy who lives next to me

I really find it funny that everyone thinks women are coming for my head. They really aren't.

It is hot as balls in dc. They said 85 and it was 92 at 6pm.

Now that I think I may have a spot on sbm, I'm really about to hit y'all with my jay-z swag.

Remember,
They only know what the single is, and singled that out
to be the meaning of what he is about
And bein I'm about my business, not minglin much
runnin my mouth, that shit kept lingerin
But no dummy, that's the shit I'm sprinkling
The album width to keep the registers ringin
In real life, I'm much more distinguished
I'm like a bloke from London, England

I really want to get out to Thailand and Hong Kong within the next couple of years.

I have serious issues when women's hair loks completely ridiculous. Like that I just woke up and my hair is everywhere look is not cute.

I haven't been this happy about a 49er draft in so long. I said all the way leading up to the draft, I hope we get Crabtree and I was convinced they weren't going to pick him or Maclin, but rather an OT. So yeah, I'm amped, I jumped in the air several times and came close to hurting myself.

"I just love your face." - Anonymous

Wait hold the tape, DZ #1 Fall 06, don't forget, I'm a pimp. Feel it, believe it.

Its such a better idea to write the morning mail on the way to work.

Stop, I want to take a moment and just reflect on how Tom Brady and Matthew McConaughey are the coolest guys in the world... and they both are married to Brazilian women. Cpt.

Gisele can get it.
Adriana Lima can get it.
Camila Alves can get it on Easter Sunday.

Two scoops I'm chilling.