The Prodigal Sun

the dreaded phone call...

So you guys know that I have been dodging the 'live with me' discussion with my friend for a while now... well, today, it could not be avoided when she brought it up, and I said no. I put out all the stuff I did in my blog. I am tired of people living with me. I like having my peace and quiet. That she is putting me in a really uncomfortable situation and its not about her, its about my sanctuary being disrupted.

And she agreed with everything I was saying. She got it. She saw that what I was saying made sense... but... just as she was apologizing for putting me in this situation, she caught me off guard... she started to cry...

ugh...

I could drag this out... but if you have a sense of my personality from this blog, you already know I caved in. Sometimes I wish I weren't so sensitive, and soft-hearted. But she seemed so desperate to get out of the situation and she had no one else to turn to... I felt like I didnt have a choice.

I am still getting my desk. And I made it clear that there needs to be a plan in place and actively looking for her own place ASAP. But... it looks like I am going to have a houseguest after all.

If there is such a thing as Karma... I better have something REALLY good lined up for me for always being the nice guy... ugh.

Another Writer's Strike...?

Since I am pursuing acting, I figured I would start watching all the acting award shows, even the boring ones like the Emmy's... so I can see who the good actors are, and what shows I should be watching to see people acting skillfully.

But the emmy's were soooo whack. Is there another writer's strike going on  that I haven't heard about or something? I mean, it was horrible. Between the skit with the reality game show hosts talking about 'nothing' for 12 minutes... to the Josh Groban medley of tv theme songs, it was a marathon of whackness...so I turned it and watched Kat Williams on Comedy Central. I have seen it a dozen times at least, but its still funnier than that Emmy's bullshyt, even with the bleep going off every third word...

In my random wanderings, I came across this commercial. It is the cutest commercial I have seen in a long time. Its the Mastercard Priceless commercial with the little boys doing the robot to 'We Want the Funk'... if you haven't seen it, check it out below... It just makes me smile when I see it.

How old are teenagers? *side eye*

For those of you who missed it, myself included, R. Kelly finally spoke out publicly about the child molestation case with Toure on BET, for the first time since the case has been over. I finally saw the interview online, and I must say that I was flabbergasted by one moment during the interview...

Toure: Do you like teenage girls?

R. Kelly: When you say teenage... how old are we talking?

The blank look of Toure for three seconds before he regrouped was priceless... its says confusion, shock, and 'did this nigga really just ask me how old are teenagers?' all at once...

I am with you Toure'... when I got to that point of the interview... I had the same exact look on my face. Did this nigga just say that? How old are teenagers? At 41, I am sure that he knows that a teenager is someone in their teens. So he was trying to mince words, admitting that he still fukks with teenagers.

I try to believe in the good in my people. Practically everyone disagrees with me, but even with OJ, I still don't believe that he did it. The story as it was presented, with him snapping and killing two people, only feet away from each other, but leaving absolutely no evidence? no fingerprints? I don't buy it. But before we get into a big debate about OJ, lets get back to 'R'-uh. 

Now... R. Kelly? That nigga is GUILTY! I believe that he is a child molester. It's not my educated guess... its not my opinion... ITS ON VIDEOTAPE!  

And with his stupid word-play about how old are teenagers, he basically admits that he still likes them super young, which, to me, illustrates child molestation tendencies.  His only differentiation is legality. So the girls could look younger as long as they were still legal... and that is problematic.

R. Kelly has a problem and I am not the only one that feels this way.

Check out Funk Master Flex verbally pissing on R. Kelly. The sad thing is... he probably likes it.

WAAAAAAAAAKE UP!!!

The state of our country scares the shyt out of me. I have said this before, and I will say it again. America is living on past glory, and if we don't do something DRASTIC soon, we will become a third world country. Gas and food is becoming unaffordable... people are losing their homes and defaulting in record numbers, and now wall street is buckling...

The bankruptcy of Lehman Brothers, a major financial firm that has been around since BEFORE the Civil War... and the sale of Merryl Lynch to Bank of America on the same day is serious sign of our country's dire financial status. These companies survived world wars, natural disasters, 9/11...

But what they can't survive is DUMB AZZ SMALL TOWN AMERICA!

Thats right! I said it. Middle America is STUPID!

Everyone is pandering to the small town Americans, and really, I think that THEY are the ones to blame for the decline of America. And I am going to tell you why...

They elect people based on their perceived character rather than their position or actions on issues that affect the entire country's well-being. (Actions ILLUSTRATE character... not a stupid speech!)

Middle Americans are racist and ignorant. They think its ok to say that they are ignorant because they are from a small town. Its a license to say racist or offensive things... 

Middle Americans bought into this stupid war against Terrorism. (How do you fight a CONCEPT?! Wars are fought against defined opponents. Not an idea... not a single person like Bin Laden... And there is supposed to be a clearly defined metrix for success... without which, the war NEVER ends.) Middle America bought into the whole idea that if you don't support the war, we must hate America.

Small town americans idolize this 1950's white picket fence mentality which even THEY fail to live up to it. (Sarah Palin with her teen-aged pregnant unmarried daughter...) This 'common sense values' bullshyt is forcing our government to legislate based on religious beliefs when our country was built on the DIVISION between church and state.

Our focus SHOULD be on things that prepare us for the future. Our focus should have been on being green DECADES ago, or regulating our financial industry to prevent things like we are experiencing now. But NO... we are arguing irrelevant issues like... gay marriage. Who cares if two women/men want to get hitched? WHY IS THAT A NATIONAL ISSUE TRUMPING OUR ECONOMY? TRUMPING A SENSELESS WAR? TRUMPING ISSUES THAT WILL KEEP US RELEVANT IN A GLOBAL ECONOMY? I will tell you why, because small town America IS STUPID!

I know what you are thinking... middle America may be stupid but what does that have to do with the failure of our financial system... And to you guys... I have just one thing to say...

MIDDLE AMERICANS ELECTED GEORGE W. BUSH!

TWICE!!!

They elected a president based on his views on same sex marriage... despite the horrible first four years. Because of THEM, we were subject to 8 years of bad government, both in the top office and in legislation where republicans had control for many of those years.

AND NOW they are humoring this ridiculous McCain, Palin ticket... Someone who says 'I don't know' more than my four year old nephew, and a mayor of east bumble cookie Alaska, who clowns Barrack's community service prior to his federal government tenure, but talks about how she ran a city in Alaska like it's REAL experience... as if its even remotely relevant...

Middle Americans are like sheep. They blindly follow whatever the Republicans say without question. So many contradictions and false statements have come out of the Republican candidates that its amazing to me that they are nearly tied with the Democrats in the polls...

What scares me about this whole financial situation is that it is the result of Dumb Ass George Bush who was elected by Dumb Ass Middle America. And the very possibility of it happening again with McCain almost makes me want to move to Canada.

But I can't. Becuase despite its flaws, I still believe this is the BEST country in the world. I love my home and I want it to STAY on top. I don't want to live anywhere else in the world (until I retire or something... but that is more about living in the tropics like a king than the nation itself... but I digress)

Middle America needs to accept that THIS IS NO LONGER 1950's AMERICA! This is a NEW AMERICA. One that is diverse, and changing... If we want to stay at the top of the heap, we have to WORK and EVOLVE with the rest of the world. And we can't do that stuck in the past.

Middle America... I beg you... please...

WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKE UP!!!

Before it's too late...

Jhud & Punk Sitting in a Tree

On a very VERY strong branch...but together, nonetheless...

Anyway, if you haven't heard the news... Jennifer Hudson just got engaged to David Otunga (aka Punk from I Love New York) this Friday on her 27th birthday. Congrats to them...

Really, I don't care. And its not really newsworthy to me... but everywhere I have seen this posted, people are shocked like Jennifer Hudson is slumming... or dating beneath herself. But umm... I don't get it.

Don't get me wrong. I do love Jennifer. I think she is talented and is destined for big things in her career. I get that she has an Oscar... but really... Who the hell is Jennifer Hudson anyway? She lost on AI, and has only two movies to her credit. Big deal. That doesn't make her so unattainable by anyone... she is just a regular girl just like anyone else.

And David Otunga is a harvard law graduate. She could have done much worse. Cats are saying she has New York's leftovers, but really, does New York really count as one of his girlfriends anyway?

If Punk was trying to marry someone like... umm... Oprah... now THEN, I would be shocked and amazed. I think that Oprah is just a regular person too... but at least then, I would get why everyone is acting like Oprah was slumming... but... JHud... not so much. She is happy, he is happy, and I am happy for them.

Truth is... Celebrities are just people.

Now I will tell you what IS newsworthy about this whole thing... Punk cut the S-Curl out of his hair. What was that hair about anyway? Now THAT is newsworthy.

If it walks like a corny bootleg cripple foot queen...

Remember that post, Entertainment Drama, where I said I was in a theater production that was going up soon? I am not anymore.

More Drama... To sum up a long story... the theater production I was a part of was canceled... 3 weeks to opening date, after I endured FOUR MONTHS of drama. The writer/producer (whom I will call the cripple-foot queen) of the production decided that we (the actors) were not ready and it was our fault because we were not stepping up our game.

Now if this was indeed true, and we were at fault, I would have accepted the criticism and called it a day. But the situation we were in, was because of him. Among MANY other ludicrous things he did, he switched directors THREE times, and the last switch was two weeks ago, only 5 weeks before opening. And the new director changed up all the staging, so we basically had to re-learn the entire show.

I am drained. There were so many ghetto negroidian things going on that I don't even have the energy to recount them all. I cussed out the cripple-foot queen via email (because if I called or saw him in person, it would have gotten ugly) and I released it. I let it go. I can't deal with the negativity. It didn't work out, oh well... on to the next thing. If I think about my wasted time for the past 4 months I am liable to flip the fukk out and catch a case. So I will take it as a learning experience. I felt like this production and the cripple-foot queen were corny and bootleg from the start, but I second guessed myself.

If it walks like a corny bootleg cripple-foot queen, and talks like a corny bootleg cripple-foot queen... then it is a corny bootleg cripple-foot queen. I learned to trust my instincts.

In other news...
I have been thinking about my guest room issues... I still want to be able to put up my people if they come visit for a weekend or something... but I don't want it to be taken for granted. So, I have decided to change my guestroom into an office. I figure if there is no visible bed in there, it changes the energy of the room. And if I am really using it as an office, I will feel less guilt saying 'hell no' when people ask me to stay for extended periods. Check out this desk that I found. Its a desk with a hideaway bed.... what do you think? I love the function of it... but I am not sold on the design... if you guys know of anything similar, but better looking design-wise... holla at me.

         

Learning to say no...

A friend of mine is staying with her family, but having drama with them and hates going home. So she is asking to stay in my guestroom til she gets her own place... I love her to death. She is a great friend who has done so much for me... but... she is not being kicked out, so she is not homeless. And I know her financial situation is fukked up, so I know she is not ready to move into an apartment anytime soon. And most of all... I am sick and gott dayum tired of my friends thinking I am a mothafukkin halfway house just because I am a single guy and have a two bedroom apartment.

Since I have lived in New York (two years), I have had FOUR people live with me for an average of 3 months each. You do the math. That is a YEAR of people living in my house and not paying rent.

Each time (except for one) , things ended badly. And the last one, whom I now call the Rock Kicker, stormed out without so much as a goodbye or thanks...  and we haven't spoken since. I even blogged about it... (Triflin' Azz Ungrateful People)

As I blogged before... I am worn out. But this friend has really been there for me through out my struggles here in NY. So I feel really bad about just saying no. But, while her moving here would help her maintain her sanity, it would totally disrupt mine. I LIKE having my own space. I LIKE having solitude and peace & quiet. I LIKE watching what I want to watch when I want to watch it on MY tv. I like blasting my music when I feel like it. I am a grown azz man who likes living on his own. Its not anything about her or my friendship with her... I just don't want ANYONE living in my crib that I am not related to or fukking, and really... not even then if marriage is not involved.

So... despite our friendship, and my love for her as my friend... I have to find a way to say no. I really hope that we can still maintain our friendship. And if not... well... at least this is way more efficient. It won't take three months of someone getting on my dayum nerves, eating my food, running up my utilities without chipping in...

Ultimately, she is not homeless, and her discomfort is not worth all the drama I would have to endure of someone disrupting my personal space... AGAIN. I just can't do it. I am finally learning to say... no.

Street Cred... on Central Park West?

Ok... so my new guilty pleasure is... Gossip Girl. I would say, 'no homo'... but... a grown azz man watching a show called 'Gossip Girl', kinda is... lol But its interesting and well written. It's like a Mean Girls TV show. I watch it... so what? I still have hair on my balls, so fukk ya'll! (lol)

Anyway, one of my favorite characters and actresses on the show is Leighton Meester. She is kinda the dark-haired bitch on the show. But that is not why I dig her. I dig her because she is so beautiful to me. She has such a pretty smile, and I am a sucker for dimples. She kinda has that Gabrielle Union glowing smile thing going... but... white.

So I am surfing random blogs today and I came across one that made me REALLY dig Miss Meester. (What kinda name is that by the way? It sounds like I am saying Ms. Mr. with a mexican accent... like it should be followed by... 'on a steeeeeeeek'... lol)

And while Miss Meester is playing a rich brat from Central Park West, in real life, she was BORN IN JAIL!!! No. Really. Well, her mom was allowed to live in a half-way house with her til she was 3 months old. But she was still technically a jailbird. And Leighton was raised by relatives while her mom served time in a Federal Prison for drug charges.

Now, I am not celebrating her parent's delinquency (her dad did time too...) I am just saying that I love the story of the come-up. I love when people can surmount their situation and accomplish something major against the odds. And I LOVE that this story is about a white person, and illustrates that black folks aren't the only ones with messed up backgrounds. This could be ANYONE's story. This could be anyone's success.

So any of you readers out there whose mamma was(is) a crackhead or daddy was (is) in jail... BE ENCOURAGED! You can be anything you want to be. Just go out there and DO IT!

Republicans invoke the ghost of Sand Man Sims... COMEDY!!!

The Republicans are messing up left and right. But I am glad cause I am tired of them, and want them to go away. First, I can't understand how a party that is based on traditional family values selects a woman who has a teenaged unwed pregnant daughter as their VP candidate... I don't get that. But their convention location just adds icing to the cake.

The democrats say that the Republican Convention was in the twin cities because it is a symbol of John Mccain being the same as George Bush since they voted alike 90% of the time... but... I think the real reason is for...

Gay Sex... lol

Did NO ONE in the ENTIRE Republican party realize that they were about to have their convention in the same city that one of its senators, Larry Craig, was busted for soliciting gay sex in the airport men's bathroom? Really? No. Really?

Well... I bet that bathroom was ROOOOOOCKIN the week of the convention. Walking by that airport men's room must have been like hearing the ghost of Sandman Sims, with all the foot-tapping going on in there...

Anyway... I was not the only person to see the coincidence of city choice... COMEDY CENTRAL did too... observe their skit below... its COOOOOOOOOOOMEDY!

Ciara... Butt Booty Nekkid... Literally

This October Cover of Vibe is a lot of things...

I am speechless...

Almost, anyway... you know I always got something to say. Ok... remember when there were rumors about Ciara being a dude? While I never thought she was a dude, now I am wondering if she is even a girl... maybe she is SEXLESS!

Where is her poom-poom? lol Like for real... I know Ciara grew a few curves since she has grown up some... but I don't remember Ciara's thighs and booty being that thick where it would hide her poom-poom in that position... And even the thickest of booties would reveal a poom-poom when the legs are pushed back that far... Is that photoshopped?

Ok... even with the anatomically ambiguous area... Is it me or is this cover still super erotic...? lol I mean, I never thought of Ciara 'that way' but I am kinda turned on looking at this... I never paid her much attention. First of all, because compared to me, she is like, 12. But second of all, I just was never pressed with her cause she is a twig. But this pic is kinda hot.

Ok... so I am a weirdo... lol But the whole punani mystery just makes you focus on her intimacies... and then you see the booty, and the smooth skin, and while its not seen, I KNOW the punani is there... and I kinda wanna see it now... lol

The secret is out. I am kind of a freak. But with her vagina-less Barbie Doll body, so is Ciara, so its a match made in heaven... LOL

UPDATE 9/7: Here is a video of Ciara discussing the Vibe cover. Basically, she just says, she is older now, more mature, and adventurous... so basically, 'The Goodies' that she was so earnestly protecting in her first album are no longer staying 'in the jar'... (In other words, she was always a ho... just wasn't old enough to express it before... lol) Just kidding... she is not a ho... just a vagina-less Barbie Doll... I stand by that one. lol