Sunday, June 29, 2008

Weekend in Review

If you dropped by on friday then you know my weekend agenda included a trip to Prospect Park for a concert featuring the Crooklyn Dodgers.

The morning started off with me waking up at the crack of dawn by C.J and his new favorite song "A Pirates Song" by the Wiggles. As I got up to go to his room I realized that VH1 Soul (I adore this channel now, its helped with my Style network withdrawal) was playing New Jack Seing from A-Z,WHOHOOOO the Gods are truly shinning down on me today. Quick run to the Dr. so CJ could get his last shots until he is two (more on that later) and we were back in time for his afternoon nap, I needed him to be READY for the night ahead of us.

At this very moment Mr. F$%k it decides he needs a new pair of sneakers for the Funk Master Flex car show. ... Huh? Why? but I am not letting anything bring me down. Thankfully C.J. fell asleep in the car and all that was pushed aside. As we cruised back home,I saw the icy man, and not the Mexican dude with the Italian ice, but the Mexican dude with the good ice that have fruit in them, YAH! Sign number two this was going to be an awesome day/night. While I got my pineapple ice I managed to catch this picture.....

ok uhm why? PCD and Jaded here is where you get the gold shiny leggings, and you can get a bathing suit shirt to wear. And look at the hot mess that was going to shop there.... Point proven

Short nap, quick lunch and shower and we are out the door (sun hat, and silk scarf for my head so as to not repeat the Whit Whit episode). Well mother nature had a different plan. At 3:30pm the skies decided to part like the red sea and give the NY a much needed shower. DAMN! I thought as I sat in the car waiting for the light to change. But I decided to go to my mom's to wait out the rain, if can't last until 7 right? Well guess what it cleared up and then started up again at 6pm....Now I'm starting to feel sad! No one is going to want to go, they even delayed the Mets game. I have to call my sister Mrs. M. Ramirez, she's still down, cuz Logan,she's still down but a little suspect because the rain was coming down. I'm down and so is my little baby boy!

Finally the rain stops at minutes to 7, Mrs.M. Ramirez is there with her kids, let's get the party started. Logan and the Black Atelier both flake (GAS FACE to the both of you) and off we go!

Clearly the rest of Brooklyn wasn't turned away by the rain or wet grass either because the park was full, $3 donation and we were in to see a fabulous show. We had missed a few performances but none that I really cared about. O.C was performing when we got there and I remembered his one song and that was nice background music to set up the chairs and get the chicken and fruit out. Special Ed and Buck shot were the Masters of Ceremony.
  • Next up DJ. Premiere, he did his thang on the one and twos and he made sure the music was bumping (gently reminding the folks that Hip-Hop was to be played loudly). His set went on for a few minutes and ended with a too long speech about loving ones self! A good speech just too long.
  • Chubb Rock RIPPED the stage up! He played all the old reggae joints and did the song from my soundtrack "Just the Two of us" (by this time CJ was sleep in the stroller) and I danced like I was in my living room alone. Then he said something about wearing out his welcome and the crowd booed. So he asked "how could I have worn out my welcome and not have done hip-hop?" Now old school hip hop and of course the joint that made him famous "Treat me right". Chubb let it be known at the end of his set that he never said the B word once, and so in his eyes those words just seem unnecessary. PREACH CHUBB!
  • Jeru the Damager was next, to which I promptly planted my butt in the chair. I only really remembered two of his songs and I was never that big of a fan. Besides the cursing he had a great show and Brooklyn responded. He also bought out Sadat X from Brand Nubians, who did his verse from "Punks jump" Would have preferred "Slow down" but I guess I can see that when I go see them next week.
  • Special Ed decided that he wasn't going to let everyone else shine and did "I got it made" Mrs M. Ramirez jumped out of her seat so fast and started dancing. My little niece turned to me at one point during my break it down break it down dance and rhyme the she didn't know any of these songs but she was having fun. I told her well now she is a real hip-hop head and can brag to all her friends.
  • Not to be outdone, Buck shot shorty came out and rocked the mic, before all of the Dodgers came back on the stage to sing that's right "Crooklyn Dodgers" from Crooklyn and "Return of the Crooklyn Dodgers" from Clockers.
This show was so worth my whitney houston frizzy head (That I promptly washed and blew out at 12am when I got home).I danced, and laughed with my sister, bond with my fellow brooklynites and true fans of hip-hop. But more importantly I was able to share with another generation of my family the goodness that hip-hop use to be and why I love it so!

No pics of the concert because there were too many people and I wasn't close enough. So use your imaginations. I'll try to get some at the next show, NEXT WEEK! YAH!

Saturday, June 28, 2008

Late night Why?

What the good googlie mooglie is the boot?

Did they just pick up box tops and find a boot, What?

I swear B.E.T needs to go off the air! Who came up with this ridiculous nonsense, I mean really!

and damn Mc Lyte is the host of this awful show.....Lyte times can't be this hard.

Now for a laugh

Get hyph, hahah

See why I need someone to come over here and get theses T.V's!

Friday, June 27, 2008

Hey Batter Batter.....Afternoon game

Even though I am still mad at the organization for the way they handled Brooklyn's Own Willie Randolph, I still can't resist throwing it in the face of all the Yankee fans (especially Mr. F$%K it list). The conversation went something like this:

Me: Hey babe, What's the score?

Mr. F$%Kit: What? score? What are you talking about? Come out and get C.J

Me: HATER, I'm coming out now.

I go outside with my Mets hat!

Mr. F$%K it: AWW DAMN here you go!

Me: (to C.J) Did you know the Mets SPANNNNKKKEEEEDDD the Stankees today?

CJ: Yep Mommy, The METS! (then some baby talk about the dog and a bike).

Mr. F$%K it: Wait until tomorrow! You'll see.

Me: Yeah I bet I will, the Mets better not lose in their own stadium!

Mr. F$%Kit: Let's make a bet...(lays out terms of bet)

Me: I can't wait for them to lose! And you better not flake like last time
(CJ: Mommy the Mets, pointing at his shirt). YEAH!

Subway series in this house is a very tense time, To the point where one of us needs to go get some air (usually him, LOL). So to all the Yankee fans (12klye I see you) , MC D's and your styrofoam cups (killing the environment) and Dunkin Donuts with your BIG JOE yankee's box I say:

Thursday, June 26, 2008

I'm taking a page from Eb 's book

Now I don't get to do as much as I use to with being a working mom (two full time jobs). But I will be doing this, yes that's right I'm going to get C.J well rested early in the day, fry some chicken maybe make a sandwich or two and park my butt in Prospect Park to watch my beloved Crooklyn Dodgers.

My two favorite things, FREE and Concert. Maybe I'll see you there:

Crooklyn Dodgers Reunion

Brooklyn hip-hop history will be made as the open mic pioneers of Lyricist Lounge return to the Bandshell to assemble for the first time the MCs and DJs responsible for the classic ‘90s singles "Crooklyn Dodgers" and "Return of the Crooklyn Dodgers", soundtracks to the Spike Lee films Crooklyn and Clockers.

Saturday, June 28, 7 p.m.
with O.C., Jeru the Damaja, Chubb Rock, EMC featuring Masta Ace, DJ Permier, Ali Shaheed Muhammad. Hosted by Buckshot of Black Moon and Special Ed.

I'll have my camera because Brooklyn summer concerts are full of hilariousness!!

Wednesday, June 25, 2008

B.E.T Awards

Three day post so keep READING

In the past when these crazy award shows aired my girl Sonshine(in Shelby), and I would sit on the phone all night laughing at the antics of black folks. Our lives have changed a lot since the stabbing at the source awards (Two working Mommies) so we just try to recap via email. After watching the award show I sent Sonshine a text that read "Uhm the BET awards?"Here is her reply via email...... (I literally fell out my chair at Cotton done come to town, HAHAHA)

B.E.T Awards Recap by Sonshine

You know, I should have taken notes. I went to sleep though and did not see end and my cable just shut down three times so did not see all of A. Keys....however

I like A. Keys and I am glad she is comfortable with her body, but some shit just doesn't look good

T-Boz was obviously in poor health

SWV from what I saw at the end looked like they might be "tons of fun"!!

I cracked up laughing though when Cuba said Cube was locked up!

I kept praying that K.Cole would not fall and I can't comment enough on "Kim", not lil "Kim" but I will need her to consult another hairstylist

I can't take Chris Brown rolling like that, he is just too young for me--reminds me of my brother

T-Pain, lordy Cotton done come to town- he is so damn country

Neo had a great performance

OK, Usher you can dance- but you still can't sing and dance

Loved Al Green- he was a real showman, but it was hilarious to see the people in the crowd who pretended to know the songs and actually did not!

Busta and the vest, come on

Kanye kept it decent, I just really love Kanye but I know that he was picked on as a child

Really, I was not sleepy but I just can't take Nelly singing about some Jordans! Come on, too old at this point to be talking about that ish

OK- I'll break but what about K. Coles' sister's left breast and her crazy ass momma- at least she keeps it real

I swear Sonshine you are a damn fool!

She forgot to comment on his drunken antics, I swear I am going to put together a dictionary based on Diddy and his 'Isms. (don't try and steal that idea, I see you)

Soundtrack to my life

This weekend I was at the Jaded Nyers, and she designed the soundtrack to her life. WOW! I loved the concept I thought I would do it too. Sorry most of the vids are just fan dedications, but for me it is always about the Lyrics. If you've never heard some of the tracks give a will thank me tomorrow :)

If your life were a movie, what songs would be on the soundtrack? Copy and paste the list of different scenes below and fill in your answers.

-Opening Credits: :"To be Young Gifted and Black" Donny Hathaway.

-Waking Up: "No Way" Ty Tribett

The title says it all. There's no way I could do anything without God.

-Falling In Love: "Pink Cashmere" Prince

Pink Cashmere is soft, luxurious and decedent, when you fall in love you should feel just like that. You all will just have to remember how that song made you feel I can't find it anywhere on the internet.

-Fight Scene: "Bitch in you" Common

This is pretty typical of any fight I've ever had. Someone always thought that I would be scared to come back at them and so I had to show them differently.

-Breaking Up: "Don't Play with my heart" Beres Hammond
Best line ever. " Although deep down inside I'll be bleeding I still have to push you aside"

-Make Up: "Stir it Up" Bob Marley

Quench me when I'm thirsty, come and cool me down when I'm HOT. After time away from your love that's really all you want or need

-Secret Love: "Ooh this Love is So"Al B. Sure

Something about this song is just secretive maybe its the the way he is singing "Ooh this love is sooo.... but I won't let you go.

peep the outfit and the woman in the audience. Ooh this show was soo bad but I still love it.

-Life's OK: "Golden" Jill Scott

My life is reflected in every lyric of this song! I'm taking my freedom putting it in my stroll I be high stepping ya'll!

-Mental Breakdown: "Sunshine" Floetry

I have played this song so many times and just walked and cried until I didn't know where I was. If you listen to the entire song you will see she is talking to herself. Women need to remember we are our own sunshine and when we lose track of that we will breakdown.

-Driving Scene: "Player's Anthem" Notorious B.I.G

It's one of my favorite songs, times seems so much simpler than. So when I hear it I roll down the windows and pump it like I'm in the club!

-Flashback: "Just the two of us" Chubb Rock

I just see myself in my Tommy Hilfiger, french rolled hair and extra long nails laughing and dancing. I was a real Reggae girl back in the day.

-Happy Dance: "Put your hands where my eyes can see" Busta Rhymes

Another BK favorite. The first five seconds of this will have me taking off my shoes and pulling my hair back to dance like I am in the room alone.

-Regretting: "Slip Sliding Away" Paul Simon

I try not to have too many regrets. But when I do Paul Simon fixes that and helps me let go. Best part of this song "She said a good day ain't got no mood, she said a bad days when I lie in bed and think of things that might have been, Slip Sliding away"

-Long Night Alone: "Emotional" Carl Thomas

Sometime I need an emotional release, and this song always does the trick

-Final Battle: "God's gonna cut you down" Johnny Cash

Johnny Cash is the truth! This song is a true battle cry."You can run on for a long time, but sooner or later God will cut you down"

-Death Scene: "Pass Me Over" Anthony Hamilton

"Just pass me over, make believe that I'm not there, just leave me be until the savior comes"

-Final Ending: "Tell you something" Alicia Keys
The Lyrics say it all. I want to tell you something, give you something. Show you in so many ways. Cause it would all mean nothing if I don't say something before it all goes away.

-End Credits:"Proud Mary "Ike and Tina Turner review

What a way to go go out, Never doing things Nice and Easy. Do it Nice and rough!

This was fun and long!

12:42 and I am still awake

WHY AM I STILL AWAKE! I went to Yoga rather early today and I still can't relax and go to sleep. Maybe its the train wreck that is B.E.T blasting in my room ( I can't find the remote).

I'm turning off the boob tube and going to sleep. I may be a tad cranky tomorrow.

Uhm yeah Baldwin Hills is going to be worse than last season, and I will watch it!

Tuesday, June 24, 2008


Those of you familiar with Yoga know that Om is a mystical, sacred syllable in the Hindu and Buddhist faith. Om is spoken before and after prayer or mantra.

When I first began Yoga six years ago I was afraid to make the sound in class for fear of sounding stupid. But now a lot more comfortable in my skin and my practice (and reason for it) I utter the sacred syllable with no problem or fear. Sometimes I find myself doing it at work or at other times, usually so I don't jump up and smack someone (I know, but speaking it also calms the mind and soul). Here is my NY journey to peace or rather how I kept from ending up in Central booking....

So I have taken to opening up all the mail on Sunday afternoon. I pay the bills and then can gauge where we are terms of money. I have an Excel spreadsheet that I have set up to automatically updates and Sunday afternoon is when I take a look to make sure its up to date. This sunday I was happy to see that there were not as many bills. But the Con Ed bill had arrived. Now normally this is the only bill I don't open (because its always about $60 that comes out of our account with direct bill pay) but for some reason I felt the need to. WTH? The bill was for $331.81. My first reaction was WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON? SoI decided to give them a call. A tad annoyed I pushed the various keys until I got an unfriendly sounding woman. The conversation went something like this:

UFW: Hello may I have your acct # (which I had already entered, so what is the point of the automated system)

Me: 4024 #### #### #### I have a question about why my bill is so high?

UFW:It doesn't seem high to us.

Me: Well I'm pretty sure that it is high, because last month it was $72 after all your taxes and fees. That is a pretty big difference don't you think.

UFW: Let me check your account (Me breathing through my nose and going OM).
Well it looks like this bill is an estimate on what your bill would be.

ME:Excuse me! An estimate? You are aware that there are this is a mother daughter home and we have separate meters.

UFW:YES but that is the procedure.

Me:The procedure is to triple the bill for one part of a house?

UFW: Yes,I mean no we just estimate. When the technician came to read the meter he was unable to. No one gave him access.

Me: Well who gave him access last month?

UFW: He probably just walked into the gate because the meters are on the side of the house.
ok now I am not only pissed but confused.

Me: Ok so when can we get someone back here to properly read the meter? and you fix my bill because I AM NOT paying this estimate.

UFW: Can you go to the meter and read it to me?

ME:OK (I go outside and no number that I read to her is right).UGH

UFW: You should just pay the estimate so they don't report you to a credit bureau.

ME: Credit bureau, its your mistake.

UFW:No Miss its your responsibility to let the technician in.

ME: Well how was I suppose to know he was coming and that he wouldn't be able to get in so he would just write down some magic number that you and Con Edison would expect me to pay!

UFW: Can I put you on hold?

Me:Sure (I needed a minute because I was about to let into her). OMMMMM! OMMMMM!

When she came back she basically told me I have to pay the bill. But today when I called to make sure she had at least taken off the bill pay (no she had not). The friendly CSR told me they would have someone out here next week. Now why con Edison woman did we have to go through all of this nonsense, it not as if this surplus goes into your pocket. Needless to say I hate Con Edison an I wish there was another place for me to get gas of the house.
MTA are you kidding me?

Didn't you just have a surplus? and a raise in the price of a Metrocard? Now I hear that the monthly metrocard is going up to $100. Damn the MTA straight to your urine smelling self straight to H-E-L-L-O,

This damn humidity. My hair has been au natural for the last 2 years. I opted out of relazing my hair when I found out I was pregnant. Its been a pretty easy transition for the most part, but yesterdaymy hair was acting a damn fool! One side was sleek and straight and acting right, the other was doing this wavy curl thing. I finally had to break down and tuck it behind my ears, which actually did not help. How do I explain walking around looking like this:


What in the world is wrong with Don Imus? I know he is really old, a zombie, white and stuck in his ways. But really? Didn't you learn from the last time Showtime Sharpton came after you? If I were Don Imus I wouldn't say Black, Africa, African American, color Nothing! If his explanation of what he meant to say is true then I hope this all goes away. There are just too many other issues that need attention. Ommmmm!


This morning on the train ride in a man sitting in front of me got up from his seat. The only way to let him stand up without knocking me down, was for me to step behind him (in front of the seat.) I ALWAYS look around before I sit down to check for any pregnant women on elderly on the train, and I spotted a very old man. But before I could turn around to give the man the seat, this woman taps me on my back (that one finger tap I hate) and tells me I'm young and can stand let the old man sit down. I looked at her and said, I'm aware that the man probably needs to sit down but thanks for the news flash!

Now most times I wouldn't mind if someone bought this to my attention. But when you start jabbing your finger in my back while I am trying to manuver around someone, while trying to keep my balance on a train that is flying like a bat out hell, you deserve a little harsh tone when you feel the need to point out the obvious. Ommmmmm


I think I might need to go to Yoga today, or boxing.

Monday, June 23, 2008

More fun with Obama

So for those of you still looking to spend up that stimulus check here is more fun Obama memorabilia:

OBAMA Penny card
: Yes that's right his picture on a penny. In case you need to send out a few reminders to folks about who they need to pull the lever for in November. Kiki one will be coming to the shop for you know who HAHA.

The lapel sticker can be purchased at You can also go to Obama for America and 1) donate and 2) pick up a t-shirt or two.

Ok I am going to stop getting ya'll to give all your riches to Obama now! On to my regular post.

Friday, June 20, 2008

I think this is becoming an obsession......

My thinking is something like this, I could be addicted to crack or politics, I'm going to roll with the latter. Ya'll know what Whit Whit says Crack is WACK!

I LOVE ME SOME OBAMA as you all know :). So imagine the screams of joy I let out when I saw this:

I will be purchasing two one to play with (yes I said play is a action figure after all) and the other to keep as memorabilia.

Here are the specs on Obama
  • The Obama Action Figure is 6" tall.

  • He has eight points of articulation. Pose him presidentially!

  • Packaged in a window box which includes original Obama illustration art.

  • For every Obama Action Figure we sell online, we'll be donating one dollar to his campaign. (Until we max out).
You know you want one.....So go here. Superhero Obama!

Thursday, June 19, 2008

Oh how I Iove Satire

The folks over at Public Service Administration decided to spoof the much loved, and viewed video "Yes We Can" with one of the McCain speeches. This is pretty funny.

Did they just say Bomb, Bomb, Bomb, Bomb Bomb Iran.HILARIOUS!

They've also done a video about why we the news never reported that McCain called his wife the "C" word, click He said it first to watch the video.

Though the video is pretty funny I think that is a pretty nasty thing to call your wife..I'm just saying!

News you can use

"News is what somebody wants to suppress, all the rest is advertising"-Lord Northcliffe

I have a million things written in my notebook about this wonderful city, but I am not in the mood to get out of the bed to get it so let's see what's going on in the rest of the world.

Just gimme di trees and mek we smoke
According to CNN the weed of yesterday is long gone. Kids are smoking earlier (hmmm wonder why?) and the weed of today is high
ly addictive, like cigarette addictive. They levels of THC are higher than in any other point in time. NICE! See it here at Legalize it or ask Snoop and Willy Nelson

Another white man just tossing around the N-word!
First it was Dog the bounty hunter (career=done) and now Charlie Sheen. What the hell is wrong with these white men. Now if I got all angry and started throwing around the words honky and cracker, you might not hear from me again. And an apology would not make the situation just go away. People can use the most disgusting word in the english language, but get all up in arms because Michelle Obama says "this is the first time she's ever been proud of her country" Well I understand that! Click who you calling a Nig... to read the transcript. source"Perez Hilton"

Speaking of Michelle Obama have you all seen the US Weekly cover:

I know why he loves her because like the old saying says (and my big fat greek wedding) she is the neck that holds the head up. Who wouldn't love a partner that even when the media and republicans attack her she tries to keep the focus on you and your goals? She is strong, beautiful, intelligent and has her man's back (not because she is suppose to but because he's worth it).

One more attack on Michele courtesy of Fox Noise...Oneblackgirlsopinions (show her some comment love this is my big sis!)
*WARNING PCD YOU ARE GOING TO BE UPSET, but watch it anyway.

Will the government step up this time?
With Mississippi and Louisiana still suffering from Katrina almost 3 years later, the news is reporting that the Mississippi river is swelling and heading down the Gulf Coast. The Mississippi begins in the upper regions of the midwest and is already affecting Iowa, Illinois and Missouri. Pray for these people because we know the effects that a hurricane can do.

And now your moment of Zen;

Wednesday, June 18, 2008

Email forward

I try not to do forwards but I loved this one and I hope you do too:)

An older white guy asked his older black friend,
Are you
voting for Barack Obama just because he's black'?
So the older black guy fires back and says,
Are you not voting
for him because he's black?

'Why can't I vote for him just because he's black? Hell in this
country men are pulled over everyday just because they're black, passed over for promotions just because they're black, considered to be criminals just because they're black, but you don't seem to have a problem with that!'

'This country was built with the sweat and whip off the slaves back, and now a descendant of those same slaves has a chance to lead the same country where we were not even considered to be people . Where we weren't allowed to be educated, drink from the same water fountains, eat in the same restaurants, or even vote, so you damn right I'm going to vote for him!'

'Not just because he's black, But because he is hope, he is
change, and he now allows me to understand when my grandson says he wants to be president when he grows up, it is not a fairy tale but a short term goal, because he sees, understand, and knows, he can achieve, withstand, and do anything just because he's black!'

Thanks for the email Michele!

The closest to being in control we will ever be is in that moment that we realize we're not.”

Today was a long and trying day and all I wanted to do was go home and crawl up under the sheets and sleep it away. It seems like any and everything that could have gone wrong, did go wrong. And I was in a place that I have not been in for a long time, A place where I need to control things but can't (quote above).

With prayer and a whole lot of chanting I was able to overcome the icky feelings just in time to see C.J (kids really do read your feelings). While I was listening out for CJ and laying on the floor in child's pose, I decided to listen to one of my favorite artist on repeat. This video playlist defines how I felt from start to finish today.

John Mayer you are phenomenal! If I didn't have music oh boy what a day this would have turned out to be:

I absolutely love this song, Read the lyrics to "Stop this train" I'm sure you can relate.

No I'm not color blind
I know the world is black and white
Try to keep an open mind but...
I just can't sleep on this tonight
Stop this train I want to get off and go home again
I can't take the speed it's moving in
I know I can't
But honestly won't someone stop this train

Don't know how else to say it, don't want to see my parents go
One generation's length away
From fighting life out on my own

Stop this train
I want to get off and go home again
I can't take the speed it's moving in
I know I can't but honestly won't someone stop this train

So scared of getting older
I'm only good at being young
So I play the numbers game to find away to say that life has just begun
Had a talk with my old man
Said help me understand
He said turn 68, you'll renegotiate
Don't stop this train
Don't for a minute change the place you're in
Don't think I couldn't ever understand
I tried my hand
John, honestly we'll never stop this train

See once in a while when it's good
It'll feel like it should
And they're all still around
And you're still safe and sound
And you don't miss a thing
'til you cry when you're driving away in the dark.

Singing stop this train I want to get off and go home again
I can't take this speed it's moving in
I know I can't
Cause now I see I'll never stop this train

Tuesday, June 17, 2008

The Seizures won't stop.

Why are all of these older than sixteen pop stars having My Super (fill in the bday over 16)?

First up tonight was Bow-Wow, Stuntin' 21.Huh Why???? I am sure you don't need to have all of the parties on TV! And why is your momma buying you a Maybach? I so need to turn. But Little Bow-Wow (as Jermaine "ain't that the pot calling the kettle black" Dupree called him) was overshadowed by a stocking cap wearing Big Bow-Wow aka Snoop Dogg. Snoop looked like he was rolling out of bed, haha.

Second: Sean Kingston's Jamaica 18th bday. This is where the seizures start. I REALLY DO NOT LIKE SEAN KINGSTON and his FAKE ACCENT! He has not been back to Jamaica since he left at 13 (his words "haven't been there since I made it big"). His goal is to be bigger than Chris Brown, so he wants fireworks and boat to bring him up to the pier.
Before he leaves he meets with his personal jeweler to get iced with $900,000 worth of jewelery......ok correct me if I'm wrong but isn't Jamaica a country that is suffering and poor. I'm just saying.

So its the party day and he is blinged out, in a white suit in fancy car off to the BASHMENT! Now what would it a my super sweet 18 without crashers, only they are all white and Sean Kingston looks confused but he welcomed them. They looked like this:

LOL, Seriously they looked like this. Only in a sea of Jamaicans. In true MTV fashion he parties like a "rock star" and the guest performer was a group I've never heard of, but apparently are hot right now. Oh yeah and Shaggy said something or performed. And his mom buys gets him the 4 door Bentley. Why Why why! I must turn!

At the very least I will say that Bow-wow, Chris Brown and Sean Kingston earn their money and were not bratty.

I really can't wait for "Exiled" so these kids can see what real life is like, watch it here for yourself.

I don't know why my dad is doing this too me
Did she just say Peru is an island, HAHAHA

Ha,I don't even care if they really learn a lesson, because honestly forcing them to go live in poverty, only to bring them back to be spoiled and living in luxury is counterproductive. But it will bring joy to my heart to see how stupid these kids really are. I just want to see them cry. I know I'm going to hell:)

Politics As Usual

So today my sister told me I should start reading the Huffington post and I am officially addicted which is why I am click clacking on my laptop at 10:30 when I know damn well I have to get up at 5:00am.

Anyhooo here are some articles about my man Barack Obama and some about Old man McCain (sorry Ian).

Well played Barack, Well played indeed: No VP for you! Sorry Pantsy should have fought cleaner. But I' sure you and slick Willy will find a way.

Obama said take care of your children fellas. Build your house on the rock

Sorry McCain but you've been K.O'ed. Show 'em what you got Keith

Ah this is my new favorite place to be, you should check it out too at: Huffington Post

Thanks Sis.

Saturday, June 14, 2008

Black folks please

Can we leave the horror movies to white folks? We really don't do well when someone is chasing us trying to kill us. I just watched the WORST movie ever, "Somebody help me".....that's the title of the movie as well.

Before you watch this clip you should know that the stars of the movie are Omarion and Marques Houston....Uhm yeah, it was one thing to have them star in "you got served" because they do love to dance. But as you will see from the clip, this is not their forte. So as to not be seen as hating on my people, the white people were equally bad.

There was one part of the movie when Omarion and his girlfriend were locked in cages in an attic and she screams "somebody help me" I almost fell off the bed in a fit of laughter.

I won't say anymore because someone is going to want to see this foolishness.... I mean movie and I don't want to spoil it for you. Just remember I warned you.

More Tomfollery

Fox "noise" network is at it again. The loving pound shared between Michele and Barack Obama before his speech has been turned into something ugly. A terrorist fist jab? what the hell does that mean. Watch for yourself as Keith Olbermann speaks on it...

She later apologized, but I say its a little too late. Why do people think they can take pot shots at this man and his family, and then when they get called on their blatant racism they want to apologize.

Hey Black Men I see you over there showing each other love, giving pounds and hugs. off to Guantanamo Bay with you.

Friday, June 13, 2008

Three Cups of Tea

When I started writing this blog I thought about giving it a carefree feel, but this is a serious situation.

Earlier this year I read a book titled "Three Cups of Tea", an amazing story about one man's quest to educate girls in the middle east. As I read this amazing book I realized education is the way to change the world. From Brooklyn to Afghanistan, the way to rid the world of hate, to offer the alternative in education.

Recently I gave a small donation (thinking of ways to raise more) to an Ethiopian Children's Village. I have submitted their credentials to my firm's charity committee and I hope that soon they will be up for consideration. They really need help! The village receives nothing from the government and earlier this year the land they rent from the government was almost taken away. The Marley's have contributed money as well, as holding a concert last summer to help with supporting them. The Director Sister Desta seeks to educate the children who have otherwise, been abandoned or orphaned by AIDS and poverty by allowing them the tools to change their life.

If you are interested in supporting this organization please go here to donate. Your $10 in Ethiopia is equal to approximately $98 birr, but more importantly a chance for a change.
The charities home is based in California and run by Dr.Rick Hodes (who is in Ethiopia) and his sister Marla Hodes.

Too far away and not that sure about where your funds will go, that is totally understandable. There are great organizations that need your help in your own backyards.

Lena over at Truths and Dares has made the decision to dedicate her life to helping low income families get the "Jumpstart"on literacy. Want to learn more about Jumpstart go to this web page:

To make a donation go to Lena's book drive page click: Change a life

I know times are tough with this economy being what it is, gas and food steady rising, but think about how much worse it could be for a child that doesn't have access to the resources necessary to change their lives.

He picked up his dog-eared, grease-spotted Koran and held it before the flames. Do you see how beautiful this Koran is? …. I can’t read it…. I can’t read anything. This is the greatest sadness in my life. I’ll do anything so the children of my village never have to know this feeling. I’ll pay any price so they have the education they deserve.”--Haji Ali "Three Cups of Tea"

Thursday, June 12, 2008


Anyone and everyone who knows me (or wishes that they did) and reads this here Blog knows that I LOVE ME SOME BARACK OBAMA! So when my brother-in-law KrazyKat sent me this on facebook I just had to post it. Enjoy, Darian Dauchan's poetry about Barack Obama

He really is a pretty Mother F$%ker! LOL

And how is the local newspaper saying that Barack won't get the Hispanic vote. Here are two videos that say otherwise. (PCD don't start, I know you are dead on the floor as was I)

"Como Se Dice...Como Se llama? (OBAMA, OBAMA)" REGGAETONE!

One more and I just couldn't help laugh when I saw this one. Something about Mariachi Bands always crack me up, maybe its the tight pants. But I love all who love Obama!

ok I know what it is, I hear them play and I want to sing "Viva Mexico" from Sesame Street. STILL LOVE THEM!

Things that Irk me part deux

So those of you have been here know the deal, I tell you something that irks me and I tell you something that makes me smile. However while scribbling in my notebook (I'm old school SON!) things that irk me I found it hard to think of things that made me smile that relate... So bear with me (I'm a tad cranky!)

*Irks me-Women who do not give up their seats to a pregnant woman or little children. I have watched (and experienced) women on the train in loud conversation and at the sight of a woman with child they will 1) get real quiet 2) all of a sudden start reading a book or magazine or my favorite fake being asleep. When I was pregnant with CJ I would often refuse seats (it got harder to get up), but to these women I would stand directly in front of them with my hand on his belly.

* Made me smile-Two friends on the 4 train, one was pregnant and her friend made sure she made it known. When the zoo animals started pushing to get on the train she told them to back off and she went right up to this guy (fake sleeper) and told him her friend was 8 months and needed to sit. I'm sure he was quite embarrassed but he did the right thing and gave up his seat.

*Irks me-WTH is the MTA running trains that had no air conditioner during a damn heatwave. Its 1,ooo degrees in the tunnel, and its 2x's as hot on the train. Forcing people to sweat it out at 7:30 in the morning is cruel and unusual punishment.

*Made me smile-I was able to get a seat because no one was on the train (oh the things I will do for a seat in the morning), and the woman next to me had one of those portable fans. AHHH this is the good life.

*Irks me-Same hot ass train @ Jay Street this woman Tried to squeeze in between me and fan lady. If the train had the air on then I would have moved over but I was not in the mood to stick to a complete stranger. So I just ignored her and kept writing. I mean really chinese slipper wearing lady its 1,000 degrees on this train why do you want to sit next to me and fan lady, especially when there is an entire row of seats open. UGH you suck!

*Made me smile-WhenI did not move, she got mad and walked to the open row of seats and when the car jerked she fell. HAHA serves you right (I know Karma but she was silly).

Irks me-Snitches! Wait Wait before you think I've turned all Street dude wearing t-shirts that have a big red line through the word, let me say this...If you know who killed, shot, rob, stabbed someone then march your butts right to the station and tell what you know. that's not snitching. But when you start running down other peoples business because you are in trouble, well that dear friends is snitching. Example 1) That NBA ref that was busted for betting on games. To save his sorry butt he is not ratting out everything and everyone in his path. In my eyes not only is he a gambler but also a cheater. knock knock I hear your bookies calling for a refund
Example 2) Kobe Bryant, when he was accused of rape and dragged Shaq all up and through the mud with him.
* Nothing makes me smile on this one its wrong. Stop snitching and take your punishment like a man (or woman)!

*Irks me- Yes I love the biscuits and I could write for 5 days to describe that love. The Cajuns really know their....Hold up there is not near one Cajun or southern american in popeyes!

*Makes me smile- The Biscuits! Once I have that salty treat I forget all about how I had to repeat my order 100 times and they still got it wrong. And if they remember to give me my grape jelly then all is forgiven.

*Irks Me- The oompah loompahs that are invading NY. I swear every time I turn around there is another tanorexic woman standing there. This week in this heat I have seen them everywhere and mostly dressed in white which makes that Orange glow more prominent. What happen to just regular white folks?

*Makes me smile-That all I can think when I see them is "oompah loopah doppety do I've got another riddle for you" (me singing and bobbing up and down).

Feel free to add your Irks...I'm sure you have a few.

Wednesday, June 11, 2008

Tag I'm it!

12kyles Rules:
1. Put Your itunes/ music player on Shuffle
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
After you’ve answered all of the questions, tag 5 other people and then let them know they’ve been tagged to do the meme themselves!

I Changed my mind- Keyshia Coles. HA, I guess its not ok dude, fix it

Nasty Girl, Jadakiss and Carl Thomas. HAHAHA. I can totally relate to this, only because he really wants a good girl Not a Nasty one. AHHH DAMN I love me some JADA!

Wall-to Wall Remix featuring Chris Brown and Jadakiss! I don’t know how this applies but ok because Jadakiss is on it

ong Cry-Jay Z. I love this song but I don’t feel like this. *I can’t see it coming down my eyes, so I gotta make the song cry* (me singing)

Pay Down Pon it- Shabba Ranks. Uhmm ok. If a man want it make him Pay down Pon it! That’s what’s up!

Beautiful-James Blunt. How fitting for such a question? “My life is brilliant, my love is pure, I saw n angel of that I’m sure”

Heaven- John Legend. YEP that’s right folks being my friend is like being in HEAVEN (or Heaven only knows why we are friends, HAHAHA)

Warning- NOTOTRIOUS ONE! HAHA. Patsy ain’t even trying to hear this in her house.

Stick Up Kid-Lyfe Jennings. Maybe it’s the price of gas that has me thinking like this HAHAHA

WHAT IS 2+2?
Hot like Fire-Aaliyah. OK that will have to do!

Thieves in the Temple-Prince. I can’t even go into this one, I’m too busy laughing.

She’s Not You-Raheem DeVaughn. Aww I guess the person I like is not the person I Love so “he’s not you!

Show Me-John Legend. I’ll take that, I always want to be shown great things in regards to love.

Me and Mr. Jones-Amy Winehouse. What kind of F$%kery is this? You made me Mr. Slick ricky

Watch them Roll-Sean Paul. HAHAHA. I don’t think this applies I don’t really want to see a dude I like shake his boot. But this song will make me get up and dance like no one is in the room

Without U-Usher. Aww my momma would be so alone without me.

Decatur Psalm-Outkast. I’m not even going to bother this so does not apply.

Check The Rhyme-A tribe called quest. You all will not be partying at my funeral you shall be sad!

Confessions-Usher. I’m not a priest or Catholic so I say No to this one.

U Don’t have to Call-Usher. Doesn't relate but I do love this song!

All That I am(something for the People)-Bilal Yes you all are all that I am!

Welcome To Atlanta Remix. JD, DiddySnoop, St. Lunatics- well how about that, 12kyle tagged me and the perfect song from ATL's coolest.

I’m tagging:
Mrs. Manny Ramirez

Fresh and FAB




*Elle I was going to tag you but your site is all business :)

Monday, June 9, 2008

Tell 'em why you're mad SON! Open letter day

First open letter goes to MCD's

Dear MCD's
It is a full blown heat wave here in the NY and nothing makes my day than a sweet tea for $1, especially since I forgot my debit card and only had $7 on me. So I ventured into your fine establishment on 46th street (where I saw some stripper-esque teens, see open letter below). First off its not right to make my server Miguel sweat while taking orders, is it too much to turn on the air conditioner? JEEZ!

But Miguel ever the trooper was as pleasant as a man about to faint could be. I ordered the sweet nectar to cool me down, but as I wait for my colleagues grilled chicken sandwich I decide to squeeze my lemon into my tea. * uhm where the heck is my lemon*

Me: Miguel can I get another lemon please ?
Miguel: Sweets I didn't give you any lemons, This damn McDonalds has a new rule that you have to ask for it. *takes my cup and puts three lemons*
Me: This is Sweet tea right? What the heck is that about
Miguel: They are so damn cheap, I mean really how much does 10 lemons cost $5. So 'effin cheap!
Me: That is just not right,what is sweet tea without a lemon?
Miguel: to his manager, See I told you! Sweet tea needs lemon (she sucked her teeth)
I thank Miguel and tell him I hope his shift is ending soon so he can get out of that oven and I am off to call my sister Mrs. Manny R, also known as the Whit Whit of Sweet Tea!

McDonalds are you FREAKING Kidding me? How do you just stop giving people lemons when that is a staple on the perfect sweet tea. I'm so over you (once this heatwave is over).

Love, The F$%K it List

P.S And what happen to the lovely cup,I was forced to have a Yankees cup on my desk all day. Hey here's some news for you this is also the last stand for Good old Shea as well........RECOGNIZE!

So this morning while on the train I saw many many MANY summer atrocities and a light bulb went off. So I put pen to paper and started to write, when I had a few moments to spare I decided to hit up some of my fav blogs and realized that PCD at the pretty circle had beat me too the punch, DANG! But I decided big city many summer woes... so here goes the MTA addition (and too street folks) of PCD's brilliant blog in open letter format (the theme for today).

Dearest NYC straphangers
I know we are all hot and bothered because of this rather early Heatwave (hi my name is global warming), and some of you may have been caught off guard (if you don't have a TV,phone, radio, walkie talkie, change for a paper I understand) but some things are just unforgivable and inappropriate. So as much as it pains me in my quest for balanced karma I must put on my big foam fashion finger and point it at a few folks.
  • Lil Miss Short shorts (applies to ages 15-21), you know you are just wrong! Mother's all over this city are PISSED because your size 2 behind has gone to Cookies and bought every pair of size 16 child shorts to squeeze into (yep I peeped it). And dare I say it you have VPL's? DOUBLE WRONG! Cursing out the young and old men gawking seems silly to me, you'd stare too if you were on the other side of the looking glass. Tip for you: If your shorts cause you a camel toe, they ARE NOT YOUR SIZE.
  • Mr. Lemonhead, I was not making eye contact with you so you could offer me your number and some other rude 'Ish that I will not repeat. I was blinded by your head to toe bright yellow outfit. And was trying to will myself from the big bright light.
  • Madame LV, I was all 'bout it bout it when you walked on the train. Fierce business woman swagger and then you opened up your blazer to reveal a "If that's your boyfriend he wasn't last night: T-shirt. Hmmmm I don't even know what else to say.
  • Grand Central Station lady Sorry those neutral pantyhose are not so neutral, I can see them with your sandals on.
  • cough Ladies cough in the MCD's. Why do you have on plastic stripper shoes with denim cargo pants with the strings hanging off? that's all I can't go any further.
  • Mr.Suave..Ok the Puerto Rican day parade is over so I don't really think its necessary for you to scream out at people as they pass by "I'm Puerto Rican and proud". The shirt, headband, flag on car made that 100% clear and GOOD FOR YOU! We need more self pride. Now mouthing the words "I wanna F you" as you do a slow turn at the corner is NOT going to make it happen but it will get my sweet tea and Yankees cup thrown in your face. So keep it moving.
There were so many different offenses that I am considering fashioning a badge out of my styrofoam Yankees cup and issuing tickets.

Best Regards,

The F$%K it List

Mr. Baby Wipes

On Sunday I am going to see "Cat on a hot tin roof". My friends and I waited until June to see it because Terrance Howard was on hiatus while he promoted Iron Man. Ok great black man doing his thang, Broadway and Hollywood. So the date finally arrives where we can dress up in our finest and go enjoy a sunday mid day show and I get this email:

June, 2008

Dear Patron:

You are receiving this email because you have ordered tickets for CAT ON A HOT TIN ROOF at the Broadhurst Theatre for a performance from Friday June 6th to Tuesday June 10th. We are writing to inform you that Terrence Howard will not be performing in CAT ON A HOT TIN ROOF Friday June 6th to Tuesday June 10th.

If you have any questions, please call the Customer Service Department (9:00 A.M. - 9:00 P.M. EST, 7 days a week) at:212-239-6210 - tri-state area800-543-4835 - outside the tri-state area.

WHAT? So I make a quick call to see if Boris is still there, NO its the understudy. OK I am so not going.. After a back and forth with Lady Leggs L'amour (and the rather helpful CSR at Telecharge) I decide not to cancel the tickets and go anyway on Sunday with the understudy. But to Terrance Howard I dedicate this open letter:

Dear Terrance,

Classic Broadway quote, have you ever heard it?"The show must go on"! Well get your a$$ back to the theatre. I know you are walking around downtown Brooklyn and messing up my damn plans! I really HATE You So Much right now and your Murses!

with much disdain,

The F$%K it List

Thursday, June 5, 2008

I LOVE BEING A MOM! I never thought of myself as the mommy type because I love my career, have always wanted to travel the world, like to sleep later and more importantly never really liked anyone elses kids. So imagine my surprise when I touched that pregnancy test and it turned to a big giant blue +. But two year later I have discovered that I do have a maternal instinct and I'm pretty good at it if I say so myself (toot toot). I had to find my own style of mothering though everyone from my sisters (both of them), my mom, friends etc had some piece of advice to share with me. Only my Nana has ever just said do the best you can and raise him with respect and manners. I have taken all of their wisdom and created my own mommy style that works for me.
My son is happy, smart and is quite affectionate (ok he might punch you or your kid but its all in fun and love, when does this stage end?). Things that CJ does that make me love motherhood...

*How he will run a city block to tell me how much he missed me even after I just go two steps to check the mail.

*His morning serenades.They are sweet and funny because he really only knows every other word.

*When he dances, he makes this very serious face like what I know I am the best dancer. Its too funny.

*He likes my singing and when I read him a book (which we can do all day)

Alrighty then all the sentimental stuff is out of the way.... I also hate, hmmm is that too strong of a word? No I really do hate a few little things.

*This morning after my morning 5:00 serenade (CJ singing one two buckle my shoe) I realized that I fell asleep with his cars in my bed. So this is two fold, I hate being so tired (increase workout) and I hate that all his cars are everywhere. I'm teaching him how to put them away in the garage we are building out of shoe boxes.

* I hate kids TV! Now I try not to let CJ watch too much TV but when I need to comb and braid his hair there is no other option or he is all over the place like a worm. I really liked the Wiggles before but now if I hear "Waggs the dog" one more time I am liable to go downtown to the clock building and start firing like Remy in "Higher Learning". <---watch this video starting around 5:00 if you have never seen the movie *sidenote Tyra = bad actress, Larry Fishburn = bad accent (he was still Larry when this came out) Omar Epps = my heart pitter patter

* I hate doing his laundry...actually I hate doing all laundry. But all of his little shirts, pants and socks just make it seem like I am doing laundry all day. And folding up all those little pieces of clothes again might make Remy come out to play.

So I guess thats not really that bad, but I really do hate folding laundry. It's the most annoying thing ever.

Wednesday, June 4, 2008

The pantsuit has been retired!

Senator BARACK OBAMA is officially the Democratic parties Presidential nominee...

Last night Barack took the Democratic nomination with a total of 2,156 votes. History dear blogesphere, we have witnessed history!

Can you feel a brand new day?

And just because I love this movie so much :)

Now let's not fall off we have to keep the momentum going because the straight talk express has already started its attact on Senator Obama.

Tuesday, June 3, 2008

Two post day

Today is a two day post. So keep reading. Pretty black shoe tag follows :)

So like 450 million other people I went to see the long awaited Sex and the city. I was how the story line picked up right where the show left off and was not disappointed. I loved the story line, the shoes, the clothes, just every thing about it. My sister Mrs. Manny Ramirez was inspired enough to write down a quote from the movie (I tried to take a picture of it but the white napkin was just a big old blur.) I will refrain from blogging about it but the movie in my opinion touched on many of the issues women deal with in relationships. Lady Leggs L'amour and I had a real deep conversation about it and I was able to see how a REAL single woman in the city viewed this movie.

Let's talk about it in one week so everyone has a chance to see it.

Anywhoo while I was out on Friday night I ran into so many different kinds of people. I didn't get all dolled up but there were some that took it to the next level and more power to you. There were so many cool looking people around that I couldn't help taking pictures. So in Elle's In a word- Fab style I bring you my two favorites of the night.

This guy was sitting next to me with his two rocking gal pals. I was so taken in by his mo-hawk and those awesome glasses. My sister and I could not stop talking about them. When I asked could I take his pic for my blog, he was so shy but agreed. Doll you are FABULOUS!

How cute is this dress?! It was belted and she had on really cute shoes. I spotted her immediately on the way out. So no pictures of the F$%K it list and crew because it was past 9 and that is my cut off time hahaha. No we just couldn't find anyone to hook us up, plus I was too tired. Maybe after the Batman movie I'll post a pic of myself. That will be early in the day since I already feel the cold coming on LOL!
written Friday on the train

So today the long awaited Sex and the City movie premieres and I have my ticket. I was up rather early not because of the movie but because of the lovely serenade by C.J. This morning it was a remix of "take me out to the ballgame" complete with animal sounds. When I get up and turn on y favorite channel NYone, I realize its going to be warmer than I expected and I need to re-vamp my outfit. Quickly I decide on another outfit and its off to iron, Where the heck is my starch. As panic starts to set in (*sidenote, I love ironing, but I LOVE LOVE ironing with starch its all very cathartic ) I just decide to go old school with my trusty water bottle. As I iron I hear CJ in his glory playing golf with his clubs and soccer ball.

<random thought: why are all the kids on the train sleeping like they have night gigs. I mean snoring and slumped over>

So as I am ironing away all the negative energy and all the wrinkles of course I hear the now familiar sound of a toddler losing his balance, I prop the iron and wait for the tears... None but what I do hear is "Daddy Daddy, hi I miss you", I peak out the room and don't see anyone but C.J. Two seconds later I hear it again but this time with a reply "Hi my boy, I missed you too" Aww! I guess C.J. heard his daddy's keys in the door. I stand there and take in the wonder that is my family and then a side glance points to the clock " OH SHIT I have to leave in 15 minutes". Now I am rushing, where did the time go. Damn that oh so good feeling I get while ironing.

A few Ohm's And the mad dash begins. Makeup done, and I manage not to spill anything on my white shirt.
As I throw my pants on (always last so as to not pick up any lint or mess up my lovely crease) I call out "ok I'm ready to go" no answer... I make sure C.J.'s bag is packed and walk out to the car, but no one is there. Where the hell did everyone go is all I can think,I am tempted to just leave the bag and high tail it to the train station. Finally I hear C.J talking about our neighbors dog and off we go to catch the 7:00am train. Where I witness a huge number of women dressed as if they had tickets to the red carpert after their 9-5's. These are the women that make me nuts,Why you may ask well:

1. They often slow me down because unlike myself they are not use to walking, running to catch the train in heels so they stumble and get all in my way. Tip if you can't walk in those shoes Carrie-wannabe and friends do not wear them.

2. I've never seen a floor length dress dressed down with a blazer. I'm just saying.

I know people want to bring the fabulosity to the next level because after all it is Sex and the City but its still just a movie and SJP probably isn't going to be there. Once I get to grand central I see more and more women dressed like the SATC characters. Oh well I guess its a cult thing sort of like the trekkies.

Pretty Black has shoe tagged me

So as you all know I recently moved, and since I am not completely unpacked all of my buddies couldn't come out to play but I managed to pull off a few pics....

These little ditties say Spring has hit, but I am not quite ready to show my toes. I also like to wear them in the summer with white.

Cork heel and platforms say Sexy Mother F'er on Wall Street!
DANGEROUS!! These are the shoes that started it all.

"Hello Lover"
These were my 30th bday present.
Birthday: January, Weather: freezing cold
Wore them anyway they were too pretty to stay home.

Photographing your own shoes is a really hard job. So that's it for me. Next up?!