My Bologna Has a First Name..........

It's O-S-C-A-R

Before you even ask, no, I did not watch the Oscars.

However, I am happy as hell that Jamie Foxx and the sexiest old Negro alive, Morgan Freeman, won for Best Actor and Best Supporting Actor respectively.

Do I think that Blacks have come a long way in Hollywood? Yes
Do I think that Blacks have a long way to go in Hollywood? Yes

Yesterday's victories in my opinion vindicated the Oscars for that shameless shit that they pulled back in 2002. Awarding Oscars to two actors who have done more credible work than the mess that they received that bald, golden naked man for. Halle Berry did not delivery a knockout performance in Monster's Ball. She screwed Billy Bob Thornton and was a very mean mama. That ain't Oscar worthy. She played a more convincing role in Losing Isaiah, as a drug addicted mother who fights to get her life back on track. I congratulate Halle on becoming the first Black woman to win an Oscar, however, I am ashamed that she had to win it for acting in that bullshit.

Then there's Denzel Washington, a man who is without a doubt one of the best actors, Black or White on the screen today. He's awarded an Oscar for portraying a crooked cop in Training Day.
Was he good? Umm, yeah.
Was it his best performance? Ummm, no.

His portrayal as a weed smoking, adulterous, evil cop was just something different not exceptional. I believe that Denzel could portray a cockroach and give it some depth, but in Training Day, I either failed to see the depth of his character or it just didn't exist. To me, he just delivered one of the most memorable lines I know: "Man up, nigga". Ah, but he did look good as hell though............

In any case, I'm not hating I'm just simply saying, that as Black people, we sometimes we need to look at Quality vs. Quantity in cinema. Yes, I'm happy that a Black actor was given his just due, but I want to make sure that it wasn't for a role that a couple of years down the road that will have he/she look back on and be like "What the fuck was I smoking?"

While I did not watch the Oscars, I did watch Barbara Walters bitch ass try to chew my boy Jamie Foxx out. She was talking about how his show, "The Jamie Foxx Show" was less than stellar, how his parents abandoned him, and trying to figure out why he had just about his whole entire family living with him. Instead of cussing her dried up, face cracking ass out, he just he let her know what the deal was.

I can't stand Barbara Walters. Oooooh! She makes me want to take switch to her ass.

Okay, I'm out like somebody's unpaid electric bill..................

'Dis Ramble Ret Hurr.............

Iz gonna make ya bounce...
Don't stop
Get it
Get it

Okay, I apologize for my sorry attempt at trying to be an MC. Y'all can blame it on me listening to Luke's "Doo Doo Brown" in the car this morning on the way to work. Ah, even after all these years, that song still gets to me. Everytime I hear it, it just makes me want to go grab a table and shake what my mama gave me. I still wonder where I would be today if I decided to answer that ad in Creative Loafing for the club that was seeking adult entertainers. Oh, a dream deferred! *wipes away tear*

Speaking of songs, is it me or does Amerie sound like a turkey at the beginning of her song "One Thing"? I swear it sound like she's saying "A gobble, gobble, gobble..." Don't get me wrong, I really like the song, but I'm gonna need some interpretation.

I've decided after changing my mind several times, mainly because I keep talking myself out of it, to buy a house. I figure, I'm not getting any younger and my Peanut, isn't getting any smaller (well, umm, she isn't getting bigger right now, but I expect a major growth spurt around her pre-school years) so I might as well give her a yard and buy her a Yorkie that we'll call Princess. For as long as I can remember, I've always had a fascination with houses. I want one because I want something to call my own, plus I hate apartment living. I hate the whole concept of somebody living above me. Hell, for that matter, I hated the whole someone living above and below me situation, it made me feel like an unwilling participant in a menage a trois. So now that I have the opportunity to save up some money (you know stack my cheese, yo!), I feel that it's real possibility. However, there is that one variable that I must manipulate.....

The j.o.b.

I will comment on this later, since I'm still at work and stuff.

Anyway, in the meanwhile, in between time....

I can't help myself y'all, I'm sorry.

The Grammys Sucked

I wasted three hours last night watching the Grammys just so I could see John Legend. I need help y'all.

That was the most boring shit I have ever forced myself to watch. Queen Latifah was alright, but from one big girl to another, you need to fire your stylist. That heffa had you looking like a damn firetruck with that dress on.

I hate the Black Eyed Peas now. They were so cool back in the day and now they are just some overcooked commercial suckas. Somebody please tell their non-singing front woman that she sucks like a crackhead on payday.

I like Maroon5 on cd and the radio, but that dude's voice live in concert would just annoy the hell out of me.

Somebody tell the Stone Temple Pilots to take a fucking bath. Dirty looking bastards.

Alicia Keys as always performed excellently. The orchestra sounded great.

Kanye West: His little show was good, but he needs to return my bible and my pannies.

John Legend just needs to return my damn phone calls, emails, and letters. I LOVE YOU JOHN!!!!!YOU CAN RUN BUT YOU CAN'T HIDE WITH YOUR SEXY ASS!!!!

Norah Jones you look like a crackhead zebra in your dress.

Melissa Etheridge, you are the woman. It takes insurmountable courage to perform bald (post chemotherapy for breast cancer) in an industry where looks nowadays overshadow talent.

What the fuck was that on the back on Jamie Foxx's head?

Why can't Ellen DeGeneres just dress up just one time? I'm tired of seeing her in those raggedy ass t-shirts that she probably paid fifty dollars for.

Am I the only one that thought that the aid to tsunami victims song sucked? The only thing that saved it was Stevie Wonder. I bet he was thinking to himself: "If I could see my foot, I would kick these sucka's ass for making me look like a fool".

Overall, the show was horrible.

I hope that Jamie Foxx gets that shit of the back of his head before the Oscars.

Oh, yeah and Happy Valentine's Day!

I'm In The Mood For Luh Pt Deux

Okay, I know some of y'all are going to boo and hiss at me, but I must confess, I just bought the John Legend cd yesterday.

I am so in love with him.......

"Get Lifted" made me want to pull my pannies off and run outside into the night air. I have never heard a song that was so sensuous, well, except Floetry's "Say Yes" comes in a high second. His voice is almost ethereal. The lyrics are just remarkable. I must see him in concert, I must behold his presence in thine eyes. I want to breathe in the same air that he just exhaled.

He is simply maaaahvelous!

It's time to get interactive here. What song makes your heart race or race to the bedroom?

I'm In The Mood For Luh

Before I begin my post, let me hear it for them short men with no necks whooping up on Donovan McNabb and broke-legged Terrell Owens!

Mike V. you can rest now knowing that the Eagles were knocked out of their nest.

Okay, I'm ready now *clears throat*

I signed up for eHarmony so that I can find some di....I mean love. I had been flirting with the idea of signing up on an online site to meet that special someone, but was always turned off by my friend's experiences with Black Planet (I know two totally different worlds, but nevertheless, it was online).

Black Planet sucks by the way. If you didn't know, now you know.

Anyway, I signed up and gave all of my information except for my blood type and now I hope that I can find someone to take long walks with, tell all of my dirty thoughts to, and most importantly, love my little Peanut just as much as I do, but not in an R. Kelly type of way because I'll spend time in jail for murder. I think I'd make a good girlfriend, I mean I cook, clean, and suck a mean.....err, neckbone. I'm sure somebody would want to love me with all of those impressive credentials.

I'll let y'all know how this turns out, if I meet somebody who is worth blogging about, I'll post all the details. Until then, won't somebody send me a Valentine?

Anyone?Anyone?Anyone? (I'll give a dollar to anyone who remembers what movie that was in. Okay, not a dollar, but a nice ass shout out on the blog.)

The Future

First off, I would like to thank those who offered their suggestions to me on and offline. I really appreciate the support. I'll let you know how things turn out. I feel that I may be making some moves pretty soon.

On to the thoughts for today..........

It's amazing how seeing something so simple as a word can evoke emotions that you didn't know that existed.

This morning on my way to dropping off my nephew, I saw something that disturbed me. At the entrance of a housing subdivision, the sign that once hung there had been removed, (or hell it could've been torn down for all I know) and someone had very crudely written in its place Shady Park and some other miscellaneous junk that was either misspelled to the point where I couldn't even understand it or it was just so full of expletives that even I, (yes, I, the original cuss box) didn't even want to remember it.

Shocking? Not really, because by now I've seen worse stuff than that written on walls (bathroon walls are by far the worse. I don't give a damn about you giving good head especially when it's written in the women's bathroom. How in the hell, is that helping me?) and buildings. Anyway, the point of the matter is that today's youth is heading down a path that is filled with dispair, apathy, and hate. I shudder everytime I think about the fact that when I'm old, these are the people that will be taking care of me. The part that really scares me, is that at the rate some of the kids are going, most of them won't be around to take care of the older generation. I'm not that much older than some of these kids, but I look at the way things have changed since the time I was their age ten years ago. Things weren't much different, but I think it's the attitudes that have grown more and more dangerous since that time. Kids didn't go around blowing folks up because you got talked about. While it may have psychologically damamging to your ego, you sucked it up and dealt with it and became successful so that you could brag about your six houses at the ten year class reunion. Also, the music wasn't as virulent back in the day. I mean yes, Ice Cube, NWA, and Luke (don't stop, get it, get it!) were far from being benign, but we knew the difference between living like Luke, Ice Cube, and NWA, we didn't go off and kill the police and go work at strip clubs, well, at my high school, we did have a couple of girls that worked (can you even call it working?) at Club Nikki, but that's a different story because the ones that worked there were over 21 (that's another post though).

Long story short, seeing this grafitti of sorts, gave me an epiphany: I should do something. I know y'all are saying "Wow, she's smart!", but what I really mean is that I should become more involved in helping to help these kids instead of shaking my head and calling them out all kinds of names. As a parent myself, I see the urgent need to take a stand and do something. These kids didn't make this world, we did and it's time that we do something to change the tide. A lot of the kids today, especially Black kids, see the world as being against them and unfortunately, it is. Society today is set up to see Black people fail and unfortunately, at lot of us are. We're wasting our money on stuff that isn't even valuable. In a lot of cases, most of us don't own anything except the shirt on our back. We don't know how to prosper; we don't know how to teach our kids how to make it in life, because we're too busy still trying to figure it out ourselves; we're a people of lost dreams and lost identities. Our kids are growing up thinking the only things you need in life is: if you're a boy, a nine and a bitch; and if you're a girl, a nigga and some baguettes.

Damn, MTV and BET.

I know not all of the children today think that way, but that's the message they're bombarded with day after day via the t.v. and the radio. I don't even listen to the radio anymore because the stuff they play isn't music, it's some stuff that makes me cringe.

As far as what I'm going to do to help these kids, I can't say for sure, I just know that I need to do something. First of all, I'm going to continue to raise my child to the best of my abilities and pray that whatever it is that I plan to do to help other children, will truly make an impact, even if it's in just one child's life.