Morning Mail - 4.5.11

Robbie: [Linda shows up for the first time after failing to marry him] You're late.

Linda: [sighs] I'm sorry... I just couldn't do it.

Robbie: Well, if you need more time, I guess I could wait.

Linda: No... I don't need more time, Robbie. I don't ever want to marry you.

Robbie: [takes a deep breath, sighs] Gee, you know that information... really would've been more useful to me *yesterday.*

Linda: I've been talking with my friends the last few days...

Robbie: Oh, boy, here it comes.

Linda: ...and I think I've figured out what's been bothering me. I'm not in love with Robbie, now. I'm in love with Robbie, six years ago. Robbie, the lead singer of Final Warning; I used to come watch you when you were in your silk shirt and Spandex pants, and you would sing into the microphone like you were David Lee Roth.

Robbie: I've still got the Spandex; I'll put 'em on right now.

Linda: The point is, I woke up this morning and realized I'm about to get married to a wedding singer? I am never gonna leave Richfield!

Robbie: Why do you need to leave Richfield? We grew up here. All our friends are here; it's the perfect place to raise a family.

Linda: Oh, yeah - sure! Living in your sister's basement with five kids while you're off every weekends doing wedding gigs at a whoppin' sixty bucks a pop?

Robbie: Once again, things that could've been brought to my attention YESTERDAY!

(Source: The Wedding Singer)

I always have said to myself that before I get married, I’m going to ask my wife to be a very serious question that will not be an easy conversation.  I will ask her before the first deposit is made.  Are you sure you want to spend the rest of your life with me?  I’m not going to ask it like we’re in the Notebook either.  The intentions of this question is because there won’t be any foolishness like the said above when I get to the altar.  And I do not intend on ever signing divorce papers.  If my wife decides she doesn’t want to be with me anymore, then we just going to be two without each other motherf*ckers.  I ain’t signing shit.

Think I’m playing, hear.

Why do people ask someone if they can hear them after they are usually yelling?

This morning I woke up and said to myself, I’m not going to spend any money today.  This isn’t like the first time I’ve said this and I don’t mean it lightly when I say it, I literally say a few times a week just to remind myself to curtail my spending for the greater good of the cause.

Then my mother called…  She reminded me that I woe her money.  Now let’s think about that for a second, technically my mother always finds a way to say I owe her money.  Every time I ask her for an amount she says, “Oh just give me…”  And I give it, but the problem is a little while later she comes back and says, “No that wasn’t all of it.”  I feel like I’m a sharecropper when it comes to my relationship with her.

Then I remembered that my Verizon and Comcast bill are due on the 6^th.  Now about Comcast.  These guys are the worst in the world, and that’s from the heart.  They find a way to bring out the worse in people.  If it’s not their crappy service, then it’s their crappy customer service.

Verizon is not so much of a pain in the ass, but they don’t understand my company’s expense reimbursement policy and how they have a tendency to not reimburse me on time.  This is only complicating things because Verizon wants their money, when they want it.  They are so not the type of people who understand that I have this wonderful credit line, called my job paying for my cell phone.  But whatever…

Yesterday, was not the worst NCAA basketball championship I’ve ever witness.  It wasn’t by far.  Does anyone remember that we all thought Michigan State could beat UNC for the championship?  I had them picked and then they got blown out by like 20.  That sucked.  At least this game was competitive.

Even though it wasn’t.

My mother called again, this time it was because of old lady gossip.  I mean, is everyone in America really that concerned with who I’m dating?  Odd.  Also, #notwinning.

The apartment is clean, the dishwasher is running, the washing machine is tumbling, and all is back to normal.

Life is good. God is good.

Martin's Nobel Prize Acceptance Speech

December 10, 1964, Oslo, Norway:

I accept the Nobel Prize for Peace at a moment when twenty-two million Negroes of the United States of America are engaged in a creative battle to end the long night of racial injustice. I accept this award in behalf of a civil rights movement which is moving with determination and a majestic scorn for risk and danger to establish a reign of freedom and a rule of justice.


I am mindful that only yesterday in Birmingham, Alabama, our children, crying out for brotherhood, were answered with fire hoses, snarling dogs and even death. I am mindful that only yesterday in Philadelphia, Mississippi, young people seeing to secure the right to vote were brutalized and murdered. And only yesterday more than 40 houses of worship in the State of Mississippi alone were bombed or burned because they offered a sanctuary to those who would not accept segregation.


I am mindful that debilitating and grinding poverty afflicts my people and chains them to the lowest rung of the economic ladder.


Therefore, I must ask why this prize is awarded to a movement which is beleaguered and committed to unrelenting struggle; to a movement which has not won the very peace and brotherhood which is the essence of the Nobel Prize.

After contemplation, I conclude that this award which I receive on behalf of that movement is profound recognition that nonviolence is the answer to the crucial political and moral question of our time -- the need for man to overcome oppression and violence without resorting to violence and oppression.


Civilization and violence are antithetical concepts. Negroes of the United States, following the people of India, have demonstrated that nonviolence is not sterile passivity, but a powerful moral force which makes for social transformation. Sooner or later all the people of the world will have to discover a way to live together in peace, and thereby transform this pending cosmic elegy into a creative psalm of brotherhood.

If this is to be achieved, man must evolve for all human conflict a method which rejects revenge, aggression and retaliation. The foundation of such a method is love. The tortuous road which has led from Montgomery, Alabama, to Oslo bears witness to this truth. This is a road over which millions of Negroes are traveling to find a new sense of dignity.

This same road has opened for all Americans a new ear of progress and hope. It has led to a new Civil Rights bill, and it will, I am convinced, be widened and lengthened into a superhighway of justice as Negro and white men in increasing numbers create alliances to overcome their common problems.

I accept this award today with an abiding faith in America and an audacious faith in the future of mankind. I refuse to accept despair as the final response to the ambiguities of history. I refuse to accept the idea that the "isness" of man's present nature makes him morally incapable of reaching up for the eternal "oughtness" that forever confronts him.

I refuse to accept the idea that man is mere flotsam and jetsom in the river of life unable to influence the unfolding events which surround him. I refuse to accept the view that mankind is so tragically bound to the starless midnight of racism and war that the bright daybreak of peace and brotherhood can never become a reality.

I refuse to accept the cynical notion that nation after nation must spiral down a militaristic stairway into the hell of thermonuclear destruction. I believe that unarmed truth and unconditional love will have the final word in reality. This is why right temporarily defeated is stronger than evil triumphant.


I believe that even amid today's motor bursts and whining bullets, there is still hope for a brighter tomorrow. I believe that wounded justice, lying prostrate on the blood-flowing streets of our nations, can be lifted from this dust of shame to reign supreme among the children of men.

I have the audacity to believe that peoples everywhere can have three meals a day for their bodies, education and culture for their minds, and dignity, equality and freedom for their spirits. I believe that what self-centered men have torn down, men other-centered can build up. I still believe that one day mankind will bow before the altars of God and be crowned triumphant over war and bloodshed, and nonviolent redemptive goodwill will proclaim the rule of the land.

"And the lion and the lamb shall lie down together and every man shall sit under his own vine and fig tree and none shall be afraid."


I still believe that we shall overcome.


This faith can give us courage to face the uncertainties of the future. It will give our tired feet new strength as we continue our forward stride toward the city of freedom. When our days become dreary with low-hovering clouds and our nights become darker than a thousand midnights, we will know that we are living in the creative turmoil of a genuine civilization struggling to be born.


Today I come to Oslo as a trustee, inspired and with renewed dedication to humanity. I accept this prize on behalf of all men who love peace and brotherhood. I say I come as a trustee, for in the depths of my heart I am aware that this prize is much more than an honor to me personally.

Every time I take a flight I am always mindful of the man people who make a successful journey possible -- the known pilots and the unknown ground crew.

So you honor the dedicated pilots of our struggle who have sat at the controls as the freedom movement soared into orbit. You honor, once again, Chief (Albert) Luthuli of South Africa, whose struggles with and for his people, are still met with the most brutal expression of man's inhumanity to man.

You honor the ground crew without whose labor and sacrifices the jet flights to freedom could never have left the earth.

Most of these people will never make the headlines and their names will not appear in Who's Who. Yet when years have rolled past and when the blazing light of truth is focused on this marvelous age in which we live -- men and women will know and children will be taught that we have a finer land, a better people, a more noble civilization -- because these humble children of God were willing to suffer for righteousness' sake.

I think Alfred Nobel would know what I mean when I say that I accept this award in the spirit of a curator of some precious heirloom which he holds in trust for its true owners -- all those to whom beauty is truth and truth beauty -- and in whose eyes the beauty of genuine brotherhood and peace is more precious than diamonds or silver or gold.

Morning Mail - 4.1.11

Will: All men are islands. And what's more, this is the time to be one. This is an island age. A hundred years ago, for example, you had to depend on other people. No one had TV or CDs or DVDs or home espresso makers. As a matter of fact they didn't have anything cool. Whereas now you can make yourself a little island paradise. With the right supplies, and more importantly the right attitude, you can become sun-drenched, tropical, a magnet for young Swedish tourists.

(Source: About a Boy)

Mad suspect title.

Great movie, talks about how to develop the minds of others. I wrote something yesterday I wanted to share with all.  I will post it next week.

We are live in DC.  We can't lose. That has more to do with Slim staying across the street from where hookers do their deed though.

And I don't tweet on weekends, so...

Life is good. God is good.

I always miss RedLady a bit more than everyone else.

Call me weezy f. bitch im straight
From the street the dope game is sour
And the dope is sweet i live in the tower
Got a scope on the heat
Hit you from 100 feet
We dont even have to meet
Ya bitch love me we dont even have to meet
But if i run into her believe me i will (hold on)...
Ya bitch love me we dont even have to meet
But if i run into her believe me i will do her
And if that bitch bitch is crazy
Believe me i will sue her
Got some hungry ass lawyers
That would eat her up and chew her
I dont know why you love her
I wish i never knew her
She only give me brain
She was just another tutor
She blow my whole band
I was just another tuba
Now get off my dick
And get lost in aruba
Its money over bitches
Cash money over bitches
Young money over bitches
Get money from them bitches
I do!

(Source: Lil' Wayne - Ask Them Hoes)

Morning Mail - 3.31.11

Maggie Murdock: What's your game?
Jamie Randall: My game?
Maggie Murdock: Oh I'm sorry. Right. This is the part where we talk about where we come from and what we majored in in college.
Jamie Randall: You have beautiful eyes.
Maggie Murdock: That's it? That's the best you got?
Jamie Randall: I'm serious. They're beautiful.
Maggie Murdock: Let's go.
Jamie Randall: Excuse me?
Maggie Murdock: You want to close right? You want to get laid?
Jamie Randall: Now?
Maggie Murdock: Oh right, right, right. I'm supposed to act like I don't know if it's right. So then you tell me that there is no right or wrong. It's just the moment. And then I tell you that I can't while actually signalling to you that I can, which you don't need because you're not really listening. Because this isn't about connection for you. This isn't even about sex for you. This is about finding an hour or two of relief from the pain of being you. And that's fine with me, see, because all I want is the exact same thing.
(Source: Love and Other Drugs)


Anne Hathaway and all of her glory!


I admire this movie for so many reasons. I think that there are few people who would stay with someone who was terminally ill. Stay with them and fight with them for the rest of their lives. I know that there are people who would like to think they would, but they probably won’t.


What is it about this situation above though that I wanted to point out? I would have probably never had made it home with her. Why? Because I hate rude women. There’s just a way of not always saying what’s on your mind. She may have been right, but she was dead wrong. And usually, typically, and most likely when a man approaches you, he’s not looking for just sex. Most men are looking for affirmation that you are attracted to him, that he’s able to garner the attraction of women, but he’s really not expecting to bang you out on the first night of meeting you. I’m sure there are some, but the majority just know it’s not likely to happen.


Most people don’t realize the differences between adults and children.


The winter refuses to come to an end. It’s holding on for dear life. I’m hoping this last wave of cold winter air is the last. It’s just so damn hard to pick out clothes in these times. The weather man actually said a few days ago, “OK, jackets in the morning, probably won’t need them at noon, but make sure you bring your umbrella for the commute home.”

What in the hell?

This past weekend I was on the Metro and I was looking out the window as my train passed Rhode Island Ave. to Brookland-CUA and thinking about whether I would ever leave this city. As a little background, my mother grew up in a house back there and you can see it from the train. It’s like a constant memory of where I’m from in this city. And I look at the street signs that have most letters than most cities do and I thought, “I really don’t have to.” I’m sure this would be different if I hadn’t spent significant time in other cities, or if I had only stayed in one area in Washington, DC, but the truth of the matter is that I’m very much different than most people who stay in DC their whole lives. I’ve been able to tap into the city, 100% during my life. I’m not in the hood, nor in Upper NW, I’m in both. I can slang with Howard University graduates just as much as I can hang with Georgetown grads. I understand the politics in this town both city and federal. I have watched the conundrum that is to live in DC, MD or VA. In short, I’m not still in Riggs Park, I’m just from Washington, DC. I could see myself never leaving and I’d be okay with that.

Truth be told, I’m not lying when I say I will have a place for folks to crash at for the World Cup in 2014.

I’m reaching out to the cleaning lady today while at work and hoping this place doesn’t look like this when I get home today. If not, that’s going to put a damper on my plans this weekend. Do you know how hard it is to motivate in a house that’s not completely clean? It’s so hard when you have to answer that question, “Where is my…?”

Control speculation and never be a victim of it.

“You learn in this business: If you want a friend, get a dog.” - Carl Icahn

Life is good. God is good.

Let me go to work and find out why this dude left the office in the middle of us doing something together yesterday.

Morning Mail - 3.30.11

I try to love 'em in the physical not literal

She said she love me but what I'm feeling is minuscule

I understand that Prada lives in her inner soul

So the devil that droves in her got in control

Anne Hathaway, and sack chasin' getting got cake up

Though my paper way thicker than model make up

But ya'll wait up my mind racing my toe slippin

A lot of women is real some bitches Robin Givens

I never give 'em no liquid no pot to piss in

I tend to leave them quite offended if they too dependent

I'm pitchin bitches that's dreamin' thinking I'm trickin' chicken

I'm simply fuckin' with bitches that know they whole position

That's real nigga shit

Real nigga life

I give my heart to one broad, the others get the pipe

I ain't tryna fight, I ain't tryna fuss

I trying for the money, they tryna fall in love.

(Source: Rick Ross feat. Wale – Play Your Part (Wale’s Verse))

I’m not the biggest fan of Wale, however, this is one of my favorite verses that he has ever spit.  It’s real when you actually break it down, the lyrics here are solid.

Ashes to Ashes >>>>>>>>>>> Fear of God

I think there are a considerable amount of dudes who go around playing the game as they do because they don’t take the majority of the women in the game seriously.  This has a lot to do with the environment that a man chooses to put himself in, because there is a significant population of women who do not fall into this category of not being taken seriously.  However, they are not easily found.  And most women are convinced they should be taken seriously and they shouldn’t.  When you think about it, Wale is right, it’s a lot more efficient to chase money instead of love.  The chances of you finding love in any environment is almost impossible.  Especially when like I said there are bad women who are convinced they are good women.  That they are worthy of being treated like Queens when they are not.  The same can be said for dudes, but this passage was about women.

"It doesn't mean we're gonna make up, or even talk again. It just means I didn't want to object to the judge," she says. "We don't have to talk again ever in my life. I just didn't want to make it more difficult for him professionally. What he did to me was a personal thing. It had nothing to do with his career. Saying he has to be a hundred feet away from me, he can't perform at awards shows, that definitely made it difficult for him. That was the only thing it was going to change, so I didn't care." – Rihanna

Lying like shit…

“She wax it all off, Mr Miyagi.” – Chris Brown

I’ve had this conversation with several women.  It leads to an argument and I’ll actually have it with them.  They say things like, “Oh then I feel like I’ll look like a 11 year old.”  But ELEVEN YEAR OLDS DON’T WAX!            Anyway, the point is, even though I might have said it’s cool if you don’t want to do it … when she walk away … I still think it’s not.

Last but not least I want to say that the minds of our youth are impressionable.  We have to be careful how we interact with them.  We have to understand that it is imperative to our success that we always take the high road.  Despite those times when you want to “keep it real” or reveal that you are not to “taken for granted,” as people who are in a position to develop the youth we are tasked with more responsibility.  By youth, I mean everyone under the age of 21.  For me personally, I also feel this way about young adults too and that extends that age further.

Life is good. God is good.

Man it’s hard to fly with eagles, when you live with turkeys.

Morning Mail - 3.29.11

President Andrew Shepherd: What I did tonight was not about political gain. Leon Kodak: Yes sir. But it can be, sir. What you did tonight was very presidential. President Andrew Shepherd: Leon, somewhere in Libya right now, a janitor's working the night shift at Libyan Intelligence headquarters. He's going about doing his job... because he has no idea, in about an hour he's going to die in a massive explosion. He's just going about his job, because he has no idea that about an hour ago I gave an order to have him killed. You've just seen me do the least presidential thing I do.
(Source: The American President)

I wrote a post today and it’s about white women, you can check it out here. Did you really expect me to spew negative racism out on the Internet about white women? What do you take me as? I only do that about people in Afghanistan.

Time to get excited about Sunday’s Lil’ Wayne concert.

Is it wrong for me to think that Tha Carter II is one of the greatest rap albums of all time. I put it in the same conversation as the other great rappers’ best work. I think it deserves the nod. A lot of people didn’t start listening until Tha Carter III, so their understanding of how great the album is kind of skewed and only at a 30,000 foot level.

People should always lay the facts out in front of them and ask themselves if they make sense.

I’m talking about these three things: Obama, Libya, and Personal Interests.

President Andrew Shepherd: America isn't easy. America is advanced citizenship. You've got to want it bad, because it's gonna put up a fight. It's gonna say, "You want free speech? Let's see you acknowledge a man whose words make your blood boil who is standing center stage and advocating at the top of his lungs that which you would spend a lifetime opposing at the top of yours. You want to claim this land as the 'land of the free'? Then the symbol of your country cannot just be a flag. The symbol also has to be one of its citizens exercising his right to burn that flag in protest. Now show me that, defend that, celebrate that in your classrooms. Then you can stand up and sing about the 'land of the free.'"
(Source: The American President)

And wow…

Arguing over twitter has got to be the funniest thing ever. Whenever I see twitter beef, I think of that part of Kings of Comedy when Cedric talks about how gangs would break dance against each other to squabble beef.

Another thing about beef. It’s funny when only one person is eating the steak. You not supposed to eat THAT MUCH STEAK.

The Lakers are 3.5 games out of first place in the West. I told you… I told you…

Carmelo Anthony needs to play like he played last night every time he steps on the court. When he gets it in his head that he will not be denied victory, he’s one of the most unstoppable players on the planet. I’d venture out to say that he’s much more unstoppable than Lebron only because of his superior post game. When Syracuse won the championship in 2003, the reason was because Carmelo played every game like it was a must win, he was aggressive and relentless.

Life is good. God is good.

Morning Mail - 3.28.11

Vernon: You know how they say that we can only access 20% of our brain?
Vernon: This lets you access all of it.
Vernon: They have had clinical trials, and it’s FDA approved.
Eddie: Alright, just out of curiosity, and that’s all.
(Source: Limitless)

I had very low expectations of this movie. I actually only went to see it because someone else wanted to see it. Me, I’d have been perfectly fine spending the day watching more college basketball. The movie is the third movie I’ve seen to date that really deals with the mind. Inception, Adjustment Bureau and Limitless are all apart of this mind over reality approach to life. I can’t say that I buy into that. Actually, we don’t use 20% of our brain, we use I think 13%, and then that guy Stephen Hawkins whose like a genius uses about 16%. So when you think about the concept of this movie, you really don’t need to use all your brain, you only need to use about 3-5% more than you currently use now.

That pill that he was taking though reminded me of PCP. Like and that made me laugh throughout this movie so much because I couldn’t’ get over the way PCP really affects people. Nobody knows this but PCP was originally an experiment by the military to create super soldiers. But they messed up and gave it to Black people to test it out and them n*ggas went crazy. It really does give you super strength. You see for a long time in America they try stuff out on Black people and we end up using it for some good.

Lot of people don’t know this but fried chicken and soul food is actually something that white people started.

Out of all those movies I thought that Adjustment Bureau had the most underlying meanings and undertones worth digesting. Here’s my list of people I know who are taking NZT (pill from Limitless).

Barack Obama is taking that ish, as soon as I got to the end of the movie, it was very clear that Obama is taking that pill.

Bradley Stevens is taking that ish too, there’s just no way Butler can be that good.

Also had to tell a friend that she should recommend that her girlfriend’s boyfriend get Viagra. A lot of men let their pride get in the way. If you can’t get it up, then you can’t get it up. Viagra was put on earth for man to use it to get a hard on and start having sex.

OH MY GOD! You ever heard a group of men talk about Viagra. It’s sometimes the most uncomfortable yet questionable yet hilarious exchange in the world.

Older Guy, like in his thirties: Yeah man, I can’t be f*cking these chicks like you do anymore. I swear my wife would love the shit out of you.
Me: [confused look, anticipating him asking me to f*ck his wife.]
Older Guy: So yeah, we’re going on vacation next week, so I had [frat] write me a prescription so I could get a few of these pills. Gotta have my blue pills.
Me: [Did this guy just tell me he can’t get it up? I really think conversations about your dick should be between you and the woman you sleeping with.]
Older Guy: Yeah but when I get down there, I just be f*cking her for like 3 days straight. I’m popping pills back to back. My wife love that shit.
Me: [Wait, I can’t do that though…]
Older Guy: This is what you gotta do to keep these women satisfied when they are my age.
Me: OK, so hypothetically speaking what would happen if I took Viagra?
Older Guy: You’d probably get a hardon for like 6-8 hours.
Me: Word.

Have you ever thought about your sex life in terms of experience? Like one of my friends is dating this guy who is in his mid-fifties, she swears by his sex game. Got me to thinking, let’s say I been having sex for about ten years, this guy is about to retire from the game at 55, start a second career. He’s got 40 years in the game. There will be a hall of fame press conference for that dude when he stops having sex.

This analogy has so many implications in life too. Like think about it, when you’re 19 you reach your peak, but you don’t master it at 19. You have no clue what you’re doing with a vagina at the age of 19, you THINK you do, but really all you have is a lot of energy. And the older guys are like, “yeah, these young girls want a guy they can bounce all around with and sh*t, that’s your young ass.” But older guys put these chicks to BED. It only makes sense, I mean how else do you get good at sex except by having sex?

I’ll be straight up and honest with you. The first time I tried to have sex with a girl until she came. (Because the first few times I didn’t give a shit.) It was like a game of handball. I was just throwing shit at the wall, at different angles and speeds and hoping that something would work. And when she said “ooh” or “right there”, I used my athlete’s gene to remember exactly what I was doing when she said that. It was the most random part of my life.

Now with some experience under my belt, sex is like a game of bowling. I may not knock them all down, but I’m going to hit something. And I’m actually a very good bowler. I’m good for 6 strikes, and 3 spares in ten rolls.

Trust me on that.

Life is good. God is good.

Not sure how I feel about what I said and then bringing God into it.