Tuesday, November 30, 2004

2 More Days to Go

Have you ever tried to leave a job and wait out your notice? It's so hard. There is the akwardness of hearing about your replacement, lurking around the building steering clear of you and everyone else is like, "Hate to see you go?" and "You will surely be missed!" IT'S LIKE GOING TO YOUR OWN FREAKING WAKE! Lord, Help Me.

Wednesday, November 24, 2004

my first real thanksgiving


my first real thanksgiving
Originally uploaded by fabfunkydiva.
Thanks for the support from all of you, as I voyage through all this job drama. I have LOADS to be greatful for......

1st off,....I have another job that I start as soon as I have finished working through my notice. It pay a whole lot more and I am the director. (much more prestiege) I will get to work on the masters,...for free. (ps. can you believe HATER SUPERVISOR had the audacity to come at me all concerned after the resignation like, "what are you gonna do? how will you survive?" (trying to get all up in my business)I told him, GOD takes care of his kids and I will be just fine! I will be better than fine because, little does he know,...I now make way more money than he does. HOW YA LIKE ME NOW,...BI-YATCH!?

2ndly,...My dog KAS is doing much better. Didn't think he would make it for a while there. His health is bad and he is old and I am not ready to let go.

3rd,...My sister is pregnant with the familys' first and only baby. (you know, I AM NOT THE ONE!)So I will have a hand at influencing a baby diva.

4th,...GOD HAS BEEN TAKING CARE OF THIS BLACK CHILE! (this should have been first but I didn't want to retype, so please forgive and don't trip,....Mandy. =)

5th,....FINALLY GOT A NEW RIDE. NOW PEOPLE CAN STOP PICKIN' AT ME.

6th and final,....My mom died in 94. Yall, it has taken me 10yrs to finally try to pull a semi-MAMA STYLE THANKSGIVING! I haven't wanted any parts of sould food because I would immediately think of her and become miserable. I'd find myself envious of anyone that still had their mom. I would even get pissed at those that would invite me over. I felt it was like rubbing it in my face. (eventhough I knew it wasn't the intention) But now my friends, I think I am ready to try. Of course there is that 'CAN'T COOK' thing. But NO FRIENDS! I refuse to let that stop me. I designed this table setting. I made the name holders, made the glasses to match the plates and the menu board. I am pretty proud of it. I even ordered a Turkey from MEAT SLANGERS. I am starting to get excited. This is my first real THANKSGIVING since my mom's death and instead of sadness,...I AM FEELING PRETTY GREAT & FULL!

Friday, November 19, 2004

RESIGNATION.....REJECTED?

So I send them my resignation and begin to work out the 2wks notice. Let me break down the LOCAL chain of command. There is the BIG BOSS (General Manager), the Semi-BOSS (Operations Manager) and Supervisor (Hating Ass Program Director).

So the BIG & SEMI BOSSES are freaking out and wanting to schedule an emergency meeting. They asked if I was leaving because they wanted to throw me on the HipHop Station. I said, "Well, that got the ball rolling." They were like, WHY? I had to break it down like this,.....


First off, I don't want to offend anyone but there are too many negative images affiliated with that industry. I have worked too hard to make a difference and work towards the positive, to contribute to the positive. I could understand if it was like an old school show and I got to play nothing but conscious stuff but we are in a different time. I mean, HELLO! people can't even give Quincy Jones a freaking award at HIS own magazine without folks showing their asses. It's ignorant. I don't want any part of that. I AM HERE TO REPRESENT!

So, I told them that my solution would make everyone happy. They said, "NO, because now we have 2 problems. We'd have an opening on your station and the HipHop station"
They said that they thought I had great talent and fed me that, you could bring positivity to HipHop crap. Still ya'll, IT AIN'T ME. I'm a 35yr old, educated Black woman with no children....IT AIN'T ME! When I listen to HipHop, It's that old PE, that old Beastie (yall know yall loved BRASS MONKEY) and it was Tribe/Jungle/DeLa. The Stuff today is CRAP! Alot of it is derogatory and disrespectful. I'm with Ice T when he says REAL GANGSTAS don't rap/dance/entertain. It's total B.S.

Okay so ANYWAZ, they asked if they could sit on my resignation. I was curious as to why. The other dj's would resent me because they'd think the company payed me extra to stay. HATER Supervisor would make my life HELL, and even on the Urban end, the HipHop audience could spot an imposter. They said they still wanted to fix things.

Meanwhile, Hater Supervisor sends me an email with this question,....

serious or just a strategy?

I WANTED TO CUSS THAT MUTHA FREAKER OUT!!! But, I maintained my composure and sent back a happy face with devil eyes ******insert menacing Vincent Price laugh******
BRILLIANT!

13 more days, to stay strong......

Thursday, November 18, 2004

BACK TO OUR REGULARLY SCHEDULED PROGRAM

Okay so ANYWAY,... After all the WE ARE GOING ROCK drama,....I was good and PISSED,......WITH MYSELF!!! F*CK ME FOR NOT HAVING A PLAN B! F*CK ME, FOR NOT BEING ABLE TO TELL THEM TO KISS MY SWEET BLACK ASS!!

I had to suck it up and continue working there. They even had me training my replacement. I began to plot my escape. I got a part-time job a Blockbuster Music.(remember those stores which were born from TURTLES and before RECORD BAR?) Fell in love with the record store. I loved interacting with the public and learning about new music, genres, etc. I was finally ready to quit. BUT WAIT!!! One beautiful day when I was opening the record store, This guy walks in and asks if I am Jazzmine Phoenixx and I say yes. He then says, "BOY HAVE I GOT A DEAL FOR YOU!!" I say, "Do tell!" He offers me a job with the company I am employed by now. They thought so much of me that they wanted me to be the first person they hired. I jumped at the chance.(while still doing double duty, working for the radio station (evil empire) and blockbuster music) I quit the evil empire and began learning about this new station with this new format. THE EVIL EMPIRE STRIKES BACK AND SUES ME FOR MOVING TO THE COMPETITOR. It was bad. But like I said, "GOD TAKES CARE OF HIS KIDS!"

Six months later, I was allowed on the air. I was definitely seeking vengance and I WON. The EVIL EMPIRE was destroyed and sold their stations. Six years later, I am being faced with a similar situation. After winning awards and bringing the ratings FUNK,...My company want to try me out on the HipHop Station. No offense guys, IT AIN'T ME!! TOO GHETTO! CAN'T TAKE IT!!! So my friends,...If you know me,...you know,....I must learn from situations. About six months ago, I got a pt job at the University then I purchased a car while my job was still my credit. I was offered a full time position with the University and today,...I shall turn in my notice. WISH ME LUCK!

Monday, November 15, 2004

ODB RIP


ODB
Originally uploaded by fabfunkydiva.
11.13.2004 7:56 PM EST


Rapper Ol' Dirty Bastard Dies

Sources close to ODB said he had been complaining of chest pains earlier in the day.

by Corey Moss, with additional reporting by Shaheem Reid and Joseph Patel




Ol' Dirty Bastard (file) (Photo: MTV News)


Ol' Dirty Bastard, a founding member of the Wu-Tang Clan and one of the most eccentric personalities in hip-hop, died of unknown causes on Saturday in New York. He would have turned 36 on Monday.

The rapper, whose real name was Russell Tyrone







Jones, was having difficulty breathing and complained of chest pains earlier in the day, according to his spokesperson.

Dirty was at Wu-Tang's studio, 36 Records LLC on West 34th Street, when he collapsed in the lounge at approximately 4:35 p.m. on Saturday. EMS workers rushed to the scene but were unable to resuscitate him and he was pronounced dead at 5:04 p.m., according to a spokesperson for the city medical examiner's office.

An autopsy conducted Sunday morning revealed no conclusive results. Toxicology and tissue tests will be administered and the cause of death is expected to be known within 10 days.

Jarred Weisfeld, ODB's manager, said that the rapper was entirely drug free and that he was committed to getting his life back on track. "He was the complete opposite of what people made him out to be. He was a teddy bear," Weisfeld told MTV News.

ODB, who arrived in the New York area on a flight from Denver at 10:30 p.m. Friday, had been scheduled to perform with the Wu-Tang Clan in New Jersey that night, but missed the show.

Wu-Tang members Ghostface Killah and Raekwon were among those seen outside the studio Saturday consoling ODB fans.

Cherry Jones, ODB's mother, was informed shortly after his death and called the phone call "every mother's worst dream." "My son, Russell Jones, passed away," she said in a statement. "To the public, he was known as Ol' Dirty Bastard, but to me, he was known as Rusty, the kindest, most generous soul on earth. I appreciate all the support and prayers that I have received. Russell was more than a rapper, he was a loving father, brother, uncle, and most of all, son."

Damon Dash, who signed ODB to Roc-A-Fella Records in the spring of 2003, also released a statement. "All of us in the Roc-A-Fella family are shocked and saddened by the sudden and tragic death or our brother and friend," Dash said. "Russell inspired all of us with his spirit, wit and tremendous heart. He will be missed dearly, and our thoughts, prayers and deepest condolences go out to his wonderful family. The world has lost a great talent, but we mourn the loss of our friend."

Before he was known more for his rap sheet than his rapping, Dirty was the most outrageous member of the Wu-Tang Clan, nine New York rappers who fashioned themselves as ghetto superheroes with magic rapping powers. As an MC, ODB was instantly recognizable with his garbled, manic and nonsensical style. His half-rapped, half-sung free-association growl was a key element in several of the Clan's most memorable tracks, as well as hits from Mariah Carey ("Fantasy") and Pras ("Ghetto Supastar").

Russell Jones was born in the Fort Greene section of Brooklyn, New York, and was raised on public assistance. His cousins, known now as RZA and GZA, introduced him to hip-hop and by the early '90s they had formed the Wu-Tang Clan. Jones took on the name Ol' Dirty Bastard because there was no "father" to his unique style, although he would assume numerous monikers over the years, including Osirus, Joe Bannanas [sic], Dirt Dog, Unique Ason, Big Baby Jesus and Dirt McGirt.

After the massive success of the Wu's debut, 1993's Enter the Wu-Tang (36 Chambers), the members began launching solo careers, first with Method Man and second with ODB's 1995 release, Return to the 36 Chambers: The Dirty Version, which featured "Shimmy Shimmy Ya."

His second album, 1999's N---a Please, featured his biggest hit, the Neptunes-produced "Got Your Money" (which introduced Kelis to the world), but by then his music played second fiddle to his odd behavior and trouble with the law.

Dirty's best-known antic came at the 1998 Grammy Awards, when he took the stage and interrupted Shawn Colvin's acceptance speech to complain that the Wu-Tang Clan had lost to P. Diddy in a different category (see "Ol' Dirty Bastard Tells Why He Stormed Grammy Stage"). Along with being awkwardly timed, the moment will be forever remembered because of Dirty's peculiar declaration: "Wu-Tang are for the children!"

And back in 1994, ODB invited MTV News to spend an afternoon with him. On camera, he loaded several of his kids (he was said to have more than a dozen, by numerous mothers) into a limousine and proceeded to drive to a welfare office to collect food stamps.

While ODB was talked about for engineering comical moments, for a time his frequent arrests overshadowed anything else he did.

Although he was convicted of second-degree assault in New York in 1993 (the only violent offense ever proven against him) and was shot in the stomach by another rapper in Brooklyn in 1994, ODB's real tussles with the law started in 1997, when he was arrested for failing to pay nearly a year's worth of child support for three children he had with his wife, Icelene Jones.

In 1998, he pleaded guilty to attempted assault on Icelene and two months later was shot in the back during what he said was a robbery of his Brooklyn home (he walked out of the hospital, disobeying doctor's orders).

Later in 1998, he was arrested for shoplifting a pair of $50 sneakers in Virginia Beach, Virginia, and accosted a security guard at the House of Blues in Los Angeles and was charged with making "terrorist threats," charges he again faced only months later after he threatened to kill an ex-girlfriend.

In early 1999, ODB was pulled over in New York for a traffic violation and was accused of firing a gun at officers, although those charges were later dismissed when the police failed to prove their claims. A few months later, while being cited for a parking violation in Los Angeles, he became one of the first citizens arrested under a new California law that made wearing a bulletproof vest illegal for convicted felons (see "Ol' Dirty Bastard Arrested For Wearing Bulletproof Vest"). Two months later, he was picked up in Queens, New York, for running a red light and was arrested when police found crack in his Mercedes-Benz (see "Ol' Dirty Bastard Arrested; Police Claim To Have Found Crack In Rapper's Car").

After two more arrests for traffic violations, including another one where he was found with crack, Dirty was sentenced to three years' probation and one year in a residential drug-rehab facility in Pasadena, California. (During court proceedings, he was scolded by the judge for falling asleep and calling a female attorney a "sperm donor.") Ten months later, after a disagreement with the staff, he walked out of the court-mandated rehab and became a fugitive.

A month later, two days after appearing onstage with the Wu-Tang Clan in New York (see "Performance By Fugitive ODB Stuns Wu-Tang Clan Crowd"), he was arrested in the parking lot of a McDonald's in Philadelphia by an officer who recognized him because her son was a fan.

ODB was then sentenced to two years behind bars (see "ODB Gets Two Years For Fleeing Rehab, Violating Probation"). He spent most of that time at Clinton Correctional Facility in upstate New York (where Tupac Shakur once served). While in prison, reports surfaced that ODB was suffering mental illness and was suicidal, although his reps denied them.

When he was released from prison and psychiatric care in the spring of 2003, Dirty quickly signed with the Roc and began recording as Dirt McGirt (see "Ol' Dirty Bastard Hits Campaign Trail With New Album").

"I just want to get back out there and do it again," he told MTV News. "You know, how Mike Tyson came back, I wanna come back the same way. I want to hit 'em hard."

Dirty logged studio time Busta Rhymes, Ludacris and Pharrell (see "Ol' Dirty Lays Down Track With Pharrell Before Turning Into A Pumpkin"), and most recently collaborated with Macy Gray (see "ODB Duets With Macy Gray On 'Don't Go Breaking My Heart' ").

The rapper's manager said that several projects that Dirty was involved with will move forward, including an album recorded with his friends, Brooklyn Zoo, a DVD and a reality show that was completed for Spike TV.

Before Friday's concert, the Wu-Tang Clan had reunited this summer, at a concert in California. A recording of the show, titled Disciples of the 36 Chambers: Chapter 1, was released in September.

"Through Wu-Tang and his own solo career as an artist, songwriter and producer, ODB came to not only define a generation, but a musical movement that continues today," Steve Rifkind, who signed Wu-Tang to Loud Records, said in a statement. "We will miss him."

[This story was updated on 11.14.04 at 1:18 p.m. ET.]

Friday, November 12, 2004

the saga continues.....

Okay so, BOSSMAN wants to go ROCK!

Our program directors father was ill so she went out of town to see about him for a week. There were only 3 people on-air at the station and with her gone,...working as a TEAM and being completely naive. Me and the night guy worked double shifts FOR FREE! (you know, to show that we were A TEAM). ME, the employee/girlfriend,....all eager to please, asked BOSSMAN if I was doing a good job. I asked if he thought I could improve in anyway? He said, "Jazz, you are doing a GREAT JOB! You know what? I'm gonna help you guys out. You shouldn't be pulling doubles. I will bring in someone to help you guys. A friend of mine is in town visiting and he has tons of experience. I will get him to help you out."

I thought, COOL! I have the best boss in the world! Who takes his employees in consideration like that? So,...within hours of our conversation,...HELP arrives. His name is DOCK BROCK. He was an older guy that talked alot like Johnny Fever from WKRP in Cinncinati. You know, like the Jocks of the 70's on Coke. I was asked to show him around and show him the ropes. Then I told him which shift he was to take (program directors air shift which was from 10-3).

Little did I know.....THIS WAS ALL A PLOY TO REPLACE ME AND HAVE ME TRAIN MY REPLACEMENT.

So he says,"I don't know about you sweetheart, but I'm going on at 3."

Me,..."Nah, you see,...that's my shift. You are helping out and you are to cover Program Directors shift."

He said in a very pompus tone while inhaling a cigarette like Andrew Dice Clay, "WHATEVER SWEETHEART! YOU NEED TO HAVE A CONVERSATION WITH BOSSMAN."

****insert me with the most confused and betrayed look on my face********

I immediately went to BOSSMAN and asked him to set this DOCK guy straight.

BOSSMAN...."Sorry Jazz, this guy has 25yrs experience and you are still just a baby in the industry."

ME....***eyes watering and FIGHTING tears******But just yesterday, YOU said I was doing a great job. YOU said that there was no need to change a thing.

BOSSMAN....Jazz, come on. I wanna go up against the rock station and I can't do that with a baby. (black girl) I need a veteran.(rock n roll white guy)

ME.... Why didn't you say something sooner? You pulled me off the Urban (Radio term for BLACK) Station because you thought I wasn't Urban(BLACK/ETHNIC) enough and brought me here. You told me this was perfect. Now that I have excelled and fallen in love with this format, YOU want to can me? AFTER EVERYTHING!?

BOSSMAN....Jazz, WE think you are a great talent and we have no intentions of "CANNING" you. WE are keeping you on. WE are looking into buying new stations and you would be perfect for them. We are gonna just have you do odd jobs around here until the aquisition of the stations then ......YOU ARE BACK.

ME.....****How could I believe anything this man said? How could I have allowed him to basically "F*CK ME AND WALK AWAY!" (IT'S AN EXPRESSION!, don't get it twisted. I don't roll like that.) I felt like the biggest IDIOT ever. I let my guards down. I sat there riddled with so much anger and developing HATE! I could have gone postal that day. I was only seeing RED! BETRAYAL!!!!! Tears started to roll down my face, which pissed me off MORE. I can be such a F*CKING PUNK sometimes. (that was all I was thinking) I kept telling myself, "DON'T LET THIS MUTHAF*CKA SEE YOUR TEARS!!!!" I tried to channel the strength of my dead mother who would NEVER let her enemies see her sweat. I felt like she would have slapped the shit out of me if she had seen my tears in the presence of those that hurt me. I tried to BUCK UP! But the anger and feeling of betrayal was just too strong.

BOSSMAN continued to FEED ME SHIT, WHILE TELLING ME IT'S CHOCOLATE.

I sat there thinking, "DAMMIT! I hadn't planned my escape! I wasn't prepared. I was caught off gaurd. I had no back-up plan. NO ESCAPE ROUTE FOR THE "JUST IN CASE SH*T HAPPENS" EMERGENCY!!!

i know you guys are on pins and needles to see what happens next but i have to jet to job #2......to be continued.......

Thursday, November 11, 2004

JOBS... like BOYFRIENDS

You know it's funny how similar jobs and boyfriends are. You start out all optimistic and eager to please. Everything is lovely. Then, the mood shifts. Job/Boyfriend turns on you. It's heartbreaking and disappointing.

Here's the thing,...I HAVE HAD IT UP TO HERE WITH JOB/BOYFRIEND!! I'M DONE. I am so JADED when it comes to MEN/JOBS. I enter BOTH relationships with my eye on the exit door for the quickest escape route. I know it's bad,....but hey,...GOTTA SAVE FACE, GOTTA SAVE ASS!

So, here's the DEALIO with the Jobby Job.

Don't know if you have noticed the job security rumblings or not but... SH*T HAS HIT THE FAN! AGAIN!

So I can't tell this story without starting from the beginning. I got my degree from ASU in Music. Tried to perform on stage, couldn't deal with the stage fright. I tried teaching,...NO PATIENCE! I was about to go postal on those kids, parents were worse. I tried working for a now defunct record label,...6 BUCKS AN HOUR FOR 3 HOURS, 2 DAYS A WEEK!!!! yeah, they were trippin'.

So then I got a hook up at a radio station. In my mind, I was thinking,...with a degree, i could get a job at a station as Music Director,...JUST LIKE THAT! I made it to the interview, dressed to the 9's and OWNED IT! The future DIVA BOSS "THE DUTCHESS"(her dj name) looked at me and said,...YOU GOT A JOB! You wanna sell or work on air? I was like,"O-KAY, I was thinking Music Director, not on air!" She repeats herself and says, "So do you wanna sell or work on air?" So I said, "On air, I guess." I was SCARED to death. But the DUTCHESS took me under her wings, became my mentor and showed me the "technical" ropes. She was the best. Then she got a better offer and moved to (Black Folks Love Bush) OHIO. Exit DREAM BOSS, enter HATER BI-YATCH FROM HELL. Guess there couldn't be TWO cute females on ONE station in this town. This "I HATE YOU AND I WILL DO WHATEVER I NEED TO DO TO TAKE YOU DOWN BOSS" was the PERFECT FRIEND BOSS...IN DISGUISE!! She tried like HELL, on the sly, to get me fired,...to no avail. (GOD TAKES CARE OF HIS KIDS) Then the owner of the station sold it to a GROUP. (Corporate Radio begins)

This was BIG TIME to me at the time. With the aquisition of my station, this company now owned 5 stations. I was in a comfort zone with my show and very insecure. I tried to take in the advice of all the vets around me and apply it to my show. One day, the big boss (mista cha-ly white guy) calls me into his office and says basically that I WASN'T ETHNIC ENOUGH FOR A BLACK STATION. "ME?...NOT ETHNIC!" and like the movie CB4, I felt like Lance (sharmaines man from the cosby show) when he was like, "UM BLACK AN UM BLACK AN UM BLACK YALL! AN UM BLACK! BLACKA DEN BLACK YALL!" ...WTF! How was I, "ME," the one that's straight from Atlanta(not a suburb like Decatur or Marietta, but the SWATS, the dirty south), born and raised in the home of Dr. Martin Luther King (BLACKNESS HEADQUARTERS) not ethnic enough? I was pissed, still very insecure and...there was that thing where I didn't want to lose my job. So, I asked what he wanted me to do about getting in touch with my BLACKNESS! He said, "I wouldn't change a thing! I think you'd be better suited for our pop station. We are gonna have to change your name. D-Love sounds WAY TOO ethnic. " I'm thinking,...WHAT? too ETHNIC? this is about some BULLSh*t!! So I come up with the name Jazzmine,...spelled like Jazz-mine out of sheer rebellion because I didn't want to leave my station. I didn't want to give up the Jazz show, it was MINE. Hence the name Jazzmine. Found a Jazz station in Phoenix Arizona, put a spin on that whole Phoenix rising thing and VOILA! A STAR IS BORN!

My first night on the station, some chick calls in on the request line and says,..." I WILL NEVER LISTEN TO YOUR STATION AGAIN, AS LONG AS YOU HAVE ***insert serious HICK accent*** THAT NIGGER BITCH ON!" My mouth dropped. Guess I wasn't BLACK enough because instead of CUSSIN' DA BITCH OUT,...like a PUNK,...I CRIED! ***getting teary eyed typing this*** Growing up in Atlanta (a very Black city), I had never experience racism. EVERYBODY was BLACK! So the "N" word was only something I only heard on documentaries on the Civil Rights Movement (or rap songs). How could someone that didn't know me hate me? I went to BOSS MAN and begged him to "LET US FREE! Pleeze put me back on my Urban Blackness station? LET ME GO HOME!!!" In a self assured manner, he said "JAZZ, I KNOW WHAT I'M DOING! YOU ARE STAYING PUT. Believe me when I tell you that you are talented and you can do this. I know it!" He was so confident. So I figured I would do it but he would soon realize that he was making a HUGE mistake and he would EAT those words. One week later, little boy Billie and his mom (white) came to the station looking for me. He was like 8 or something and had made a Christmas card for me and his mom baked peanut brittle for me. He didn't care that I was Black. I was so touched....like A PUNK,..I CRIED! Since then, there has been nothing but LOVE from the listening public.....good times.

After pushing me and being so supportive, BOSS MAN flips. He decides to go totally ROCK! Then suddenly, I'M TOO BLACK for ROCK!

gotta go to work, this story is definitely.....TO BE CONTINUED!!!!

Tuesday, November 09, 2004

ALBANY STATE FOOTBALL


ALBANY STATE FOOTBALL
Originally uploaded by fabfunkydiva.
OK, I KNOW I HAVE BEEN REALLY DEPRESSED ABOUT BUSH. I AM PROUD THAT WITH ALL THE PRO-BUSH BUMPER STICKERS AND YARD SIGNS,...59% OF THE PEOPLE IN MY TOWN, NOT STATE (GA IS A RED - F*CKING REDNECKS) , VOTED FOR KERRY AND I KNOW IT WAS MOSTLY BECAUSE OF THE RECORD NUMBER OF STUDENTS THAT WENT OUT TO VOTE. GOOD JOB BLACK FOLKS! (EXCEPT THE 18% OF BLACK FOLKS THAT VOTED FOR HIM IN OHIO,....WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING?)

I WAS REALLY BOTHERED BY THE AMOUNT OF IGNORANT PEOPLE THERE WERE THAT VOTED FOR BUSH SOLELY BECAUSE HE IS PROLIFE BECAUSE HE IS RESPONSIBLE FOR THE THOUSANDS THAT ARE BEING KILLED IN IRAQ. I JUST HAVE TO PRAY THAT HE DOESN'T MAKE THINGS WORSE THAN THEY ARE AND THAT HIS SUPPORTERS SEE HIM FOR WHO AND WHAT HE IS.

ON A BRIGHT NOTE,...MY ALMA MATER, ALBANY STATE UNIVERSITY COMPLETED THIS SEASON WITH A PERFECT 10-0 RECORD. THEY WERE VICTORIOUS WITH THEIR LAST 8 GAMES OF THE PAST SEASON. AN 18 GAME WINNING STREAK WHICH PUT THEM IN THE HISTORY BOOKS. THEY ARE RANKED 4TH IN THE NATION AND #1 IN THE DIVISION. I JUST HAD TO BRAG A LITTLE. IT'S SOMETHING GOOD TO LOOK FORWARD TO,....FOOTBALL SEASON WILL LIVE ON FOR AWHILE FOR THE PLAYOFFS. LIKE OUR BOY "G," I'LL KEEP YA POSTED.

PS.ALMOST GOT THAT VOODOO HEX POTION DOWN (SMILE)

Thursday, November 04, 2004

DAY TO MOURN

I SHALL LEARN VOODOO AND PUT A VOODOO HEX ON YOU! BUSH & EVERYONE THAT VOTED FOR HIM (THIS INCLUDES YOU, MANDY, MATT & EVERYONE THAT HATED ON THE DIXIE CHICKS). I CURSE YOU LIKE YOU HAVE CURSED ME AND MY DEMOCRAT/INDEPENDENT FRIENDS FOR 4YRS! YOU DISGUST ME!

IF I WEREN'T SUCH A LADY, I'D SPIT ON YOU! YOU SUCK!!

LORD KNOWS WHAT THE HUMANITY CRITIC IS GOING THROUGH.

********ROLLING MY EYES,....STOMPING AWAY******


i am bitter. forgive me,...everyone ELSE!

Monday, November 01, 2004

WHY ASK WHY?

1. WHY IS IT, WITH THE WAR, THE LIES, UNEMPLOYMENT, AND WORLD DISCONTENT (JUST TO NAME A FEW) THAT PEOPLE ARE STILL WILLING TO VOTE FOR BUSH?

2. WHY IS IT THAT WE DON'T LEARN THE LESSONS WE ARE SUPPOSED TO LEARN FROM BAD RELATIONSHIPS THE FIRST TIME AND THEREFORE RE-LIVING THE SAME BULLSHIT, DIFFERENT LOVER,....OVER AND OVER AGAIN?

3. WHY IS THAT WE COULDN'T ALL BE BORN RICH, FIT, FUN AND FABULOUS?

4. WHAT'S UP WITH THE FASCINATION WITH PARIS HILTON? WHAT TALENT DOES SHE POSSESS? (AH DAM, THAT'S 2 QUESTIONS)

5. WHAT WAS SO BAD THAT PHYLISS HYMAN and DONNIE HATHAWAY FELT COMPELLED TO TAKE THEIR OWN LIVES?

6. ON VH-1'S SURREAL LIFE, WHY IS RYAN "THE ONLY NON-STARR" SUCH A BE-YACH TO FLAVA FLAV?

7. WHY DOES THE ARAB WORLD, WELL MOST OF THE WORLD "NOW" HATE AMERICANS, WHEN THEY SHOULD ALL JUST HATE BUSH?

8. WHY IS R.KELLY SHOWIN' HIS ASS LIKE THE CRAZY ARROGANT EGOMANIAC THAT HE IS AND SUING JAY-Z FOR $75MILLION DOLLARS? (LOVE THEIR MUSIC BUT MR.R NEEDS JESUS)

9. THE MINUTE THAT YOU ARE IN A RELATIONSHIP,... WHY IS IT THAT EVERYONE WANTS TO "HOLLA?"

10. WHY IS IT SOCIALLY ACCEPTABLE (NOT BY ME) TO USE THE "N" WORD AS A TERM OF ENDEARMENT?

11. SINCE WHEN WAS POPPIN' OUT A CRAP LOAD OF KIDS, THE "NEW BLACK"?

12. WHY IS IT THAT SOME WOMEN ARE SO DESPARATE TO GET A MAN, THAT THEY SUPPRESS WHO THEY ARE, IGNORE THE REALITY, BECOME ALL PASSIVE AND SUBMISSIVE,...JUST TO BE MISTREATED ON A REGULAR?
("BUT I LOVE HE!" BULLSHIT! WHAT ABOUT "SELF"?)

13. WHY IS THAT THE FOODS THAT ARE "BAD FOR YOU" COST LESS AND TASTE BETTER THAT THE FOODS THAT ARE "GOOD FOR YOU?"

14. WHY IS THE GHETTO FABULOUS?

15. WHEN WAS IT EVER OK TO DECLARE YOURSELF TO BE OR THINK ITS OK TO BE ATTRACTED TO "A THUG?"

16. WHY DO PEOPLE DENY THEIR HERITAGE? (INSERT: "TIGER WOODS, YALL! TIGER WOODS!")

17. WHY IS IT THAT SOME PEOPLE DISS OPRAH? (HATERS!) SHE'S SMART, INSIGHTFUL, INSPIRATIONAL, POSITIVE AND HAS MORE MONEY THAN YOU. THIS MEANS, YOU COULD LEARN 'SOMETHING' FROM HER.

18. WHY IS IT THAT, IF YOU AREN'T MARRIED, YOU HAVE NO KIDS, YOU ARE NOT ON SOME GOVERNMENT ASSISTANCE PROGRAM AND WORK 2 JOBS,....YOU ARE PENALIZED AND GET JACKED BY THE GOVERNMENT?

19. WHY DID THE MUSIC INDUSTRY LOSE INTEGRITY AND GO COMMERCIAL? (OKAY, I KNOW THE ANSWER TO THAT ONE,... "C.R.E.A.M.")

20. WHY IS IT THAT ARRISA FROM THE REAL WORLD LAS VEGAS FEELS THE NEED TO BE A RAPPER?

21. WHY DON'T WE ACKNOWLEDGE GOD THE WAY WE SHOULD?

22. WHY CAN'T COCKTAILS BE FAT FREE?

23. WHATEVER HAPPENED TO WANTING TO BE STYLISH, YET SOPHISTICATED? (LADIES-Diahann Carroll, Audrey Hepburn, Lena Horne, Doris Day,etc. GUYS- HELLO!DENZEL!)

24. I BET YOU KNOW AT LEAST 5 PEOPLE (WHO AREN'T THAT TALENTED) TRYING TO GET INTO THE MUSIC BUSINESS. WHY ARE THEY ALL TRYING TO BE RAPPERS OR PRODUCERS? (I AM SO SICK OF IT)

25.WHY ARE WE SO ADDICTED TO BLOGGING? (I TRY TO STAY AWAY, ...THEN COMES THE JONESING,...."IT KEEPS CALLIN' ME!")

26. WHY HAS COLIN POWELL MYSERIOUSLY DISSAPPEARED FROM THE BUSH POSSE?

27. WHY CAN'T I HAVE THAT DREAM THAT REVEALS THE WINNING LOTTERY NUMBERS?

28. IF JEHOVAHS WITNESS' BELIEVE THAT ONLY 144,000 WILL BE ADMITTED INTO GODS KINGDOM, WHY GO DOOR TO DOOR TO SPREAD THE WORD? WOULDN'T YOU BE AFRAID SOMEONE WOULD STEAL YOUR SEAT? I KNOW I WOULD.

29. WHY IS IT THAT COMEDIANS WERE FUNNIER WHEN THEY HAD NO FAME AND FORTUNE? (EDDIE, MARTIN, DAVE, CHRIS T., THE SO-CALLED KINGS, THE QUEENS,ETC) NOONE'S FUNNY ANYMORE,...OKAY EXCEPT CHRIS ROCK AND WHAT HAS HE DONE LATELY?

30.WHY IS IT THAT WE CAN'T COME TOGETHER AS A PEOPLE?


Hi ya Bloggin' Friends,

This week has been HELL-A-CIOUS! I've got HATERS in the work place, Psycho-nut friends making dumb ass decisions, they tell me what they did and get pissed with me for commenting about it (so why even bring it up?), my dog (my kid) KAS is in the hospital, my sister is pregnant with her first child and she's driving me nuts (love you Kimmie) and lastly,... I have done no artwork because I am always looking for the bed when I come home, the creativity level sucks. What do you do when there are no cocktails?

All this and what I wanted to say was, "I'm at work and a little stressed, so I will post back later.