2005 June

Oh Hell Naw…


Mexico issued a series of stamps depicting a dark-skinned Jim Crow-era cartoon character More here.
First they called us lazy, now this brazen slap in the face. Ted over at BrothaCode sums it best. This shit has left me speechless.

The Story Of Corey Pt. 2

Read part one here.

December of 2001 was a pretty fucked up time for me. I was slowing breaking down, I was spending less time with Corey because I was too involved with pledging or I just need some “alone” time. Life at home was stressing, I was paying the utilities at home along with my own bills. My mom figured that forcing me to do so will make me go out and get a high paying job with no regard to the job market.

Continue reading »

Just Outta Place


I Want To Keep It, But Knew I Couldn’t
Somethings are just out of place and Saturday was no exception. I was coming back home from getting ice cream and up my old block where I saw something scuttle into the street. I slowed down and saw that it wasn’t some random trash or leaves but a black turtle. I stopped traffic and put the turtle in my backseat since I was only two blocks away from my apartment.

I knew from the get-go I could keep the turtle eventhough as a kid I’ve always wanted a pet turtle. But the tutle didn’t belong in a cage. In the few hours it spent crawling around my kitchen sink I wonder where he came from. I’m not that close to the lake for a turtle to crawl and it wasn’t a land turtle. Crawling into traffic, the turtle was just out of place.

On the sun had set and the air was cooler, I took the turtle in a old show box to this park in downtown Hammond. It was a nice size man-made pond/lake with fish so it habitable. I place him down in the grass and he scurried off into the water. I watched him get accustomed to his new home before he dove off into the murkiness. I knew I couldn’t have kept him, just like me he would have been out of place.

Taking Applications

Help Wanted

Seeking a new drinking buddy/road dawg to partake in the following activities: drinking, going to the movies, chilling in the cut, dinners out and occasional clubbing. A completely platonic/non-sexually relationship. Gender, race, sexual orientation, and social status are not important. Must like old-school Kung-fu movies, drinking games, and chatting. Non-smoker preferred but not necessary.

—————-

Okay making I’m just speaking out of angry, but I’m really in a pissy mood and would really like to have some friends that are into the same things as me. But I guess having a friends that are polar opposistes is better then no friends. ::Sigh::

Meme Marathon – How Sinful Are You?


Your Deadly Sins

Sloth: 60%
Greed: 40%
Wrath: 20%
Envy: 0%
Gluttony: 0%
Lust: 0%
Pride: 0%
Chance You’ll Go to Hell: 17%
You will die with your hand down your underwear, watching Star Trek.
How Sinful Are You?

Puh-leeze… like I wear underwear.