HELP!

OKAY GUYS, THE ALBANY JOURNAL HAS ASKED 'ME,' A NON-WRITER, TO WRITE A 'WEEKLY' COLUMN IN THE PAPER. AFTER CHECKING OUT THE PRINCE CONCERT,....INITIALLY, I WAS 'GONG HO' (WHATEVER THAT MEANS) ABOUT IT. IT WAS A SIMPLE REVIEW OF MY EXPERIENCE WITH A SPLASH OF OPINION. BUT NOW,... I FEEL I HAVE NOTHING OF IMPORTANCE TO SAY, "WITHOUT OFFENDING LISTENERS" OF MY RADIO SHOW (WHERE THEY STRESS,....'NO OPINIONS!..... JUST PLAY THE HITS!'). THE ARTICLE LAST WEEK WAS POSITIVE AND LIGHT. I WOULD LIKE TO INCORPORATE MY VIEWS ON SEX, POLITICS, RACE RELATIONS, RELIGION, CLASS DISCRIMINATION, RELATIONSHIP RANTINGS, PARENTAL ADVICE (EVEN THOUGH I HAVE NO CHILDREN), AND IGNORANCE ISSUES. I AM IN WHAT THEY SAY IS THE 'HEART OF THE BIBLE BELT,' TRANSLATION,.....LOTS OF FILTHY RICH, JUDGEMENTAL HYPOCRITES LIVE IN AND RUN THIS TOWN. I HAVE TO BE CAREFUL NOT TO PISS ANYONE OFF TOO MUCH, BUT I WANT TO IGNITE THOUGHT. UNDERSTAND THAT I AM A BLACK FEMALE IN THE SOUTH (AND THERE ARE 2 SOUTHS,....ATLANTA AND EVERYWHERE ELSE AND THIS AIN'T ATLANTA), NOT HOWARD STERN. I TOTALLY LOVE & ADMIRE HIM. HE GET'S AWAY WITH MORE THAN MOST. ANY IDEAS? HELP?

KAS

THIS IS MY (SPOILED ROTTEN) LAZY DOG, KAS! HE LIVES THE LIFE. NOT A CARE IN THE WORLD. HE EATS, SLEEPS, SHITS AND GETS LAID. DOESN'T PAY BILLS, AND I'M ASSUMING HE TRIES TO EARN HIS KEEP BY BARKING UP A STORM (SCARING THE SHIT OUT OF ME) TO INFORM ME THAT SOMEONE (WHO ALREADY RANG THE DOORBELL), IS AT THE DOOR. HE DOESN'T BITE, ATTACK OR GROWL......UNLESS HE IS GNAWING ON A PAIR OF MY SHOES. HE'S MY KRAZY ASS DOG,....U GOTTA LOVE EM'.

"FOUL SHIT"

Did ya'll hear about this? http://www.virginmegamagazine.com/default.asp?aid=C3F
That's about some BULLSHIT! then, there is this shit.....

from www.stankonia.com
August 19, 2004
Andre 3000 perfoming at Republican Convention?
The Philly news says:
After four years of keeping relatively quiet and out of boldface type, First Twins Jenna and Barbara Bush are going to shake it like a Polaroid picture at the GOP convention in N.Y.C. The recent college grads will host the opening bash Sunday, Aug. 29, at Roseland with Outkast's sartorially splendid Andre 3000, Stephen Baldwin (the shy, Republican Baldwin), Barret Swatek (7th Heaven), Angie Harmon (Law & Order, Neutrogena) and defensive back hubby Jason Sehorn (no longer a Giant, now a Ram), and Bo "Still a 10" Derek.
However, the Washington Post says that Andre and P. Diddy are not part of the performance, but are shooting a documentary. What's up? Andre was spotted in 2000 with Gore t-shirts and was also reportedly at the Demo convention in Boston.
Posted by usounds at 06:54 AM

WHAT THE FUCK? ET TU DRE?

I AM VERY DISS-APPOINTED IN ANDRE 3000. I hope it's all just a misunderstanding. How could he be a Republican? A Black Republican is an oxymoron! Don't ya think?


I don't get to talk about this stuff (politics) on the air because I am not supposed to have an "Opinion!" about anything. (don't wanna offend the listeners) ....Nope,...I just 'PLAY THE HITS!'

Anywaz,...this will be the BOMB! You gotta check out Bill Maher on Tavis Smileys show tomorrow night. http://www.pbs.org/kcet/tavissmiley/archive/200408/20040826.html

http://www.kansas.com/mld/eagle/news/local/8780999.htm

DEM DAM REPUBLICANS! Bush Sucks!


Oh yeah,...found this web site,....thought you might like.
NOT FOR THE KIDDIES! www.bodyasbillboard.com in a nutshell.
She's just as PISSED as I am. (but I ain't going that far)

SIGH.......

i miss my mama.

CRACK IS WACK!

So, I am thumbing through Blogs and then I come across this one,..... http://girlsarepretty.com/
(the one for Thursday, August 19th) This is one sick Mutha! do you think he's on crack, a little off center or should we call the cops? Psycho-NUT,..... I think so.

AAAHHHH,......PICTURES!!!

http://fabfunkydiva.myphotoalbum.com/slideshow.php?set_albumName

because i share,....does that make me a narcissist?

DATE NIGHT

what do you do when you are stressed out? you are overworked, underpaid and underappreciated? THAT'S IT,....YOU WIND DOWN. take the edge off.

getting ready for a date,....

sippin' on this,......MMMM! 

listening to this,......AAHHH!

sample it,.......
http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/B00005UNBG/gid=1093135380/sr=1-30/ref=sr_1_30/1031426016-5679858?v=glance&s=music

SPIDER FROM HELL

today,...i hung out for a while at aaron's and there was this huge ass spider. aaron blew it off like it was nothing and i FREAKED OUT! of course,...not before taking a picture of it to prove to you that i wasn't being overdramatic for the sake of being a DIVA,...that shit was big as HELL.

GODSMACK

you know how like,....the other day,...i laughed and reminisced about "induced diarrhea guy?" my mama always said, "CHILE,....GOD DON'T LIKE UGLY!"

Karma's a Bitch! (uuggghhh,....rubbing the tummy)


check back tomorrow

viva la viv

this is my friend vivian. she's always giving me shit about taking pictures, so she makes these crazy faces. just wanted to give her "props" for getting her masters degree. u go girl!!!

SOUL FOOD!!! DIARRHEA!!!

ok so,..I am soooo addicted to blogging and reading the blogs of others. it is so bad that i wiggle all night because i don't have enough junk in the trunk and my butt starts morphing into the shape of the chair,...."OW-E!"

anywaz,...so i am reading this funny ass blog about this girl with diarrhea and all i can think about is this guy i once went out with.

you see,...he'd come to visit me and i constantly told him before and after his arrival,..."NO NOOKIE! I DON'T KNOW YOU LIKE THAT, YET!" i guess he thought i was lying and that there was gonna be some kind of magical spell he would put on me and i would just succumb to his wishes. (you know your girl wasn't havin' it) he was so perisitant, he pissed me off. so,..i had to get this butt-munch away from me. i didn't want to curse him out because, he wasn't really rude. he was just,.....hhmm,...what's a good word for it,.....disrespectful. now you can handle that 1 of 2 ways,.... you can GO OFF!!! or you can TEACH HIM SOME RESPECT!

i chose the latter. since he was a northern boy,...he was fixated on SOUTHERN BELLES AND SOUTHERN CUISINE. i knew just the thing. we started off the day with a little TCBY ice cream treat. then,....i took him to the best soul food restaurant in town. ( i know you were like,..."why didn't you cook?" ....AS IF!!!) anyway,...i got the baked chicken and i got him a HUGE plate of collard greens with fat back, hog maws (whatever that is), gizzards and to top it all off,... a GIGANTIC bowl of chitterlings (or as we say it,..."chit-lins" (pig intestines)) THAT PERFECT MIX OF MILK AND SOUL FOOD! Yall,...he was HURTING! he was in the bathroom till his plane arrived. it was hilarious!

I was bothered,...no more! hhhmm,....wonder why i never heard from him again?

*************tee-hee (insert menacing laugh,...HERE!) ************

sounding off

what the hell is wrong with people? my friends are morphing into stepford people. i have this cirlcle of friends in atlanta and one in albany. most of the friends in atlanta are married or have been married and they have kids. in albany,...there is only one married with children. here's the thing,...i know as friends,...we should share our lives with oneanother but really,....must we share everything? if i can't comment on the bad things,....i don't want to comment on the good things. it's like watching sex & the city when carrie and co. hung out with their married friends with children. did you notice that carrie & co. had on all black (i guess to make them look like lose women) and the married suburbanites were all dressed in pastels? (for that good, clean, wholesome look) the married ones with kids love to talk about how great their lives, children and husbands are (and maybe that's true), but i am thinking,...."girl,...who are you trying to convince? me or yourself? (with the bratty kid and the asshole husband) it's like,...if they say it enough,...they will believe it and it'll come true." and to that i say,...bullshit! why do they think people that don't have children or are not married care to hear about it? we can't relate. and please don't "say" you don't want to hear it because then,... u hate kids. u hate marriage. "what the fuck? i never said that." then,...i must be a "hater!" why can't i just let "u do u and i do me" and that be that? it's like those religious cults that try to convince u that their God is the way. i hate to feel like someone is trying to convince or persuade me to do what they want me to do. can you believe i have friends that say,..."girl,..u need to have one!" what? i NEED? it's a kid,...not a PRADA bag. i usually say,..."nah,...all i NEED is JESUS! don't get me wrong,...kids are adorable. i agree that they are beautiful blessings from GOD! i love playing with them and then i give them back.

my aunt went on and on about how i needed a husband and my sister needed a kid. she said she knew the times we were living in and that she knew we were having "THE SEX!, baby." (at this point,...i was HELLA embarrassed) she said i should go on and get married so i wouldn't be living in SIN! i told her,..."so,... you would rather me make a promise to GOD to be with someone (that could be a butt-munch) "FOREVER!,"....just because i wanna get LAID!?," i said in a VERY respectful manner ......couldn't i just get LAID, repent and try not to do it again till marriage? at least that way,...i won't be unhappily married to a JERK (who could really be bad in bed, since i "am" marrying him for "THE SEX") FOREVER! (ok,...i admit i have commitment issues,.....SO!) it's kinda like in her world,...if u don't have those things,...u have no worth. your life is null and void. some people even come at me like,..."you don't want to be old and alone do you?" nope,...i want to age gracefully and be fabulous! honestly, kids and a husband don't necessarily ensure or guarantee that you won't be alone when you get old. that's a crappy reason to have them and a crappy case to make to me. just venting. if you have kids and a husband,..i am pretty sure, they are adorable (if they aren't talking back and being unruley (the husband, too)) hope i didn't offend anyone.


then i have these single girlfriends that always complain about not having a man. it's so annoying. anyone can have everyone,...just maybe not the someone you want. let it go and live! mama always said, " you got one life,... and God gave it to you to live ABUNDANTLY! you only live once!" stop dwelling on what you don't have and be thankful for what you do, in a nutshell.

just had to vent and get it off the chest. i'm pms-ing a little, so i am easily irritated right now. last apology,...forgive me if i offended you. just don't shove your issues in someone elses face, take it to a therapist, and/or a bartender (my personal favorite) and/or post them in a blog like normal people. Please, leave me and my ovaries out of it.

PROMO FLYER FOR PRINCE

PRINCE MUSICOLOGY AFTERMATH

PRINCE ROCKED THE HOUSE!!!

I CAN DIE NOW! (NOT LITERALLY)

FOR MY B-DAY,...MY SISTER GOT PRINCE TICKETS FOR ME. WE ALL WENT TOGETHER. THEY SAY,...PRINCE GIVES HIS BEST CONCERTS IN ATLANTA. OKAY SO,...A SOLD OUT SHOW. A SEA OF PRINCE FANS,...BLACK/WHITE, OLD/YOUNG, CAN/CAN'T/WON'T DANCE, EVERYBODY!!! AT THE SHOW. HE SURPRISES US BY OPENING WITH THE TIME. MORRIS DAY IS STILL "DA BOMB!" JEROME HAD THE MIRROR. THEY COVERED EVERYTHING FROM THE BIRD TO 777-9311 TO COOL (AND IT WAS AWESOME TO SEE THE AUDIENCE DO THE HAND GESTURES TO THAT ONE) AND THEN HE BROKE IT DOWN WITH GIGOLOS GET LONELY. PRINCE ENTERED THE STAGE,...LOOKING FABULOUS AS ALWAYS AND HE'S JUST,.... BRILLIANT. HE EVEN DID AN ACOUSTIC VERSION OF ADORE. WE EVEN GOT A FREE CD. ALL I COULD THINK ABOUT WAS 1982-6.

I REMEMBERED WHEN I WAS IN HIGH SCHOOL TRYING LIKE HELL TO CONVINCE MY MOM THAT MY LIFE DEPENDED ON ME CAMPING OUT AT TURTLES RECORDS (OLD SCHOOL,...NOW THE WHEREHOUSE (NO SUCH THING AS TICKET MASTER OR ONLINE PURCHASES)) TO BE THE FIRST IN LINE TO GET A TICKET AND HOPEFULLY FRONT ROW TO MEET THE MAN I LOVED! I TOLD HER I WOULD DIE AND I WAS NOTHING IF I DIDN'T GO. I TOLD HER THAT SHE DIDN'T UNDERSTAND OUR LOVE AND OF COURSE,....LIKE A SOUTHERN MAMA,....SHE WOULD NOT BUDGE. SHE SAID THAT WE WOULD GO THE NEXT MORNING AND THAT WAS THE END OF IT. I THOUGHT ABOUT RUNNING AWAY TO THE CONCERT,..BUT WHERE WOULD I GET THE MONEY? SO I CRIED MYSELF TO SLEEP AND POPPED UP EARLY THE NEXT MORNING ONLY TO FIND THAT PRINCE BROKE ALL KINDS OF RECORDS FOR SELLING OUT IN LIKE 5MINUTES. I CRIED. MY LIFE WAS MEANINGLESS. MY MOM WAS SO UNFAIR! SHE APOLOGIZED AND ASKED WHAT KIND OF MOTHER WOULD ALLOW HER CHILD TO SPEND THE NIGHT OUTSIDE AT A RECORD STORE? I SAID, "A COOL ONE!" (ALMOST GOT SLAPPED THAT DAY) I WAS SO DEPRESSED AND MOPED FOR DAYS! I FINALLY GOT OVER IT. FINALLY GOT OVER MY OBSESSION WITH "PRINCE." WENT OFF TO COLLEGE, BECAME A DJ, AND MADE A NAME FOR MYSELF. KIDS CALL THE REQUEST LINES AND THEY WANT THE BOY BANDS, RAPPERS, JUSTIN TIMBERLAKE AND USHER. I ASK AN 80'S TRIVIA OR PRINCE QUESTION AND IT'S LIKE THERE ARE CRIKETS IN THE ROOM.
MY AVERAGE LISTENER WAS BORN IN THE 80'S. SAD,...I KNOW. THESE DARN KIDS TODAY,...THEY DON'T KNOW GOOD MUSIC. (NOW, I'M 95 YRS OLD,...(NOT LITERALLY)TEE-HEE) THAT'S WHY PRINCE NAMED THE TOUR "MUSICOLOGY." THESE KIDS HAVEN'T A CLUE. PRINCE PAID HOMAGE TO JAMES BROWN, A LITTLE ELVIS, SAM & DAVE AND LOUIS ARMSTRONG. ANYWAY,... THE POINT IS,...I GOT TO RE-LIVE ALL THAT IN ONE NIGHT. IT WAS SO AMAZING!! I CAN DIE NOW. (NOT LITERALLY,...DON'T GET ANY IDEAS,....I HAVE MASE)

PS. THEY WOULDN'T LET ME BRING THE DIGITAL CAMERA,....DANG IT! DARN CONCERT SECURITY.

AND FOR THE CONCERT,...YA KNOW I HAD TO GET THE VANITY 6 HAIR GOING!!!! 

D.M.S.R. AMAZING,...THE AMOUNT OF PEOPLE THAT DON'T KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS. PRINCE FANS KNOW. IT'S A MOTTO FOR LIFE. FIGURE IT OUT.

my prince ticket

my sister was in line at 6am and we still ended up in the nose bleed section. HE STILL ROCKED IT!

aaron,...shocked as shit. he thinks we are a tad bit retarded. 

i made this one. when aaron arrives at the airport,..we are gonna surprise him 

tara made this sign for Aaron,......he's jewish and we love him. teehee

aaron at his going away dinner. he went to los angeles for a freaking month.  

yuck!

feeling a little yucky. had too many margaritas last night at tune trivia. got home and crashed. but it was worth it, as usual,...AWESOME TIME. u gotta check it out.

today,...i am to get some training at albany state university. i am so excited. ok,..i am feeling it,...so,...i must stop blogging and lay down. be back later

me at tune trivia. it's back on baby and more fun. 

rico to the rescue

rico,...really not wanting me to take this picture. (my priorities are so in the wrong place at the wrong time) but thanks rico to the rescue

cherime,..teasing the diva mobile. hey man, ...it's paid for!

when it rains

okay so the atlanta show went so well that i decided to just swing by the craft stores to get supplies, you know (since i still had a job) and i look out the rear view and see what used to be my exhaust pipe,....dangling from the car, onto the street. OH MYGOODNESS! Here we go again! Always something,...hunh? So,..like the "diva" i am,...i get on the phone and begin to call for back up. Cherime (CHER) calls to find out if she has a wrench, pliers, whatever tool it is you need and she is on the way and I had to call in the muscle. So, RICO comes in,...but not before warning us "today" kinda girls,...to "NOT TOUCH ANYTHING!" ( kinda offfended, but,..okay,...i will let you handle it) He saves the day with his GIANT truck and box-o-tools. He at least fixes the problem well enough to hold me till monday. and check out the exhaust pipe i just had put on like 2yrs ago. (isn't it supposed to last longer than that?) it's all rusted and icky. there goes my art money.

okay so,...this is what i do,....i freak about something that is never what i thought it would be. the meeting,...you would not believe. my bosses talked about the overall "perception" of me. they said that people "perceived me to be someone that would only do something if i were getting something out of it and that i only come in and do my job and leave. (where is the problem?) they feel that i should "volunteer my services to others. what do you think?