Friday, April 8, 2011

Birthday Party Guest List









One month to birthday and IF I could spend the day with whom I wished, I GOTTA have them there! Now before you get the wrong I idea (too late huh), I don't even want them with their clothes off (ok lie maybe not until later and DEFINITELY NOT all at one time (#dead)!

I think it would be an interesting party. If it were a BBQ, you can only imagine; formal dinner, I'd cry all night seeing all them in a tux/suit; a beach party (I'm already dead thinking about it); card party, all of my nice stuff would be broken (no pun intended).

Kobe in basketball shorts, Laz in some jeans and forces, Tyson in some motorcycle gear (hate motorocycles but that comes later), Mekhi and that smile, Leon and that chocolate skin, Allen all tatted up, and the random dude with the iPhone (he's the guy who will get drunk and have to stay the night to sleep it off/on).

Who would you want at your party?

Movie Night/Weekend






It's Friday!!!!

Who in these pics would you like to spend the weekend with? I'll take Laz Alonso and Michael Ealy. Why Laz Alonso? 1. Love the scene from Soul Food when he got out of the bed with Terri (Nicole Ari Carson-Kodjoe), the jackass of a husband we hate but love from This Christmas, and the hell dater from Just Wright? Why Michael Ealy? One word: Ricky from Barbershop.

Speaking of:

* Isn't it funny how actors and actressess now are light skinned as they are cast in movies? (Paula Patton, Laz Alonso, Michael Ealy, Sharon Leal...etc.)

* Remember when the urban edgy black films like Love& Basketball, The Brothers, The Wood, Two Can Play that Game, The Best Man, and Brown Sugar had the same people (darker skinned): Taye Diggs, Morris Chesnutt, Omar Epps, Terrence Howard, Vivica Fox, Gabrielle Union, and Saana Lathan?

* What happened to the real Black Love from Love Jones (My ALL TIME FAV Movie)?

Thought I'd share this since it's Friday and I think it will be a movie weekend since I'm single. Movie picks: Look above!
Have a Good Weekend!

Thursday, April 7, 2011

Random Shyt

Shyt I been thinkin bout:

* Why in blue blazez (taken from the movie Talk to Me...shyt was so funny i say it all the time lol) is gas sooooooooo fuckin high? (here...3.61 for regular...SMDH)

* Why is cable so high?

* I hate washing clothes but I love wearing them (so gay I know LOL).

* Speaking of shopping, Ive decided that since shopping sux in this city I'll wait till the summer to buy shyt elsewhere that I can't buy here and shyt no one else has.

* Been looking for Thalium cologne...anybody know where I can buy it?

* Speaking of colognes, I need a new bottle of Allure and Clinique Happy for Men (something about this scent on a dude that makes you want to...(you fill in the blank)

* Back to shopping real quick: should anyone over 30 shop in stores like Hollister, AE, AERO, and A&F? Curious for a few reasons: my friend told me I was too old to be wearing AE drawz LOL. Speaking of AE, do you know I have a pair of 32/36 jeanz? Length of 36? Who knew!

* Was in Express the other day and think I might be in love again (love to hate red men)

* I want some TCBY with gummie bears mixed in the ice cream (im strange like dat)

* I'm in luv wit my iphone AND Droid X...thank GOD for Verizon. You are probably wondering why I have two top of the line phones and I could give you the same answer I gave everyone, but my rationale now is my iphone is for calls and my Droid X is like a mini tablet since I've been hearing that my iphone is better than an ipad...once again, who knew.

* Havin a Maxwell "Unplugged" moment (favorite trak: Accensions live). The people next to me in traffic probably thought I was high today lol

* Finally got my Armani Xchange Shades back from somebody who didnt need them.

*About to go watch some of this high azz cable I pay for and finish washing clothes (on whitez now).

---POOOF (what we used to say on WBS chat a loooooooooong time ago when we left the room)

UNTITLED

A long time ago a guy at my job was making casual conversation wit me and we were talking about friendz and I told him that sometimez I wished I could cut some of my friendz loose and here is what he said (and it was so profound I asked him to write it down so I could keep it). Itz been a while since Ive looked at it but I think I need to post it so I can see it...

"Never associate with, seek friends with,
or confide in those of
a lesser caliber than yourself...for they
will constantly look for
 flaws in your character
and ultimately destroy
you or bring you down
to their level for
 no other reasons
 than jealousy or an
inability to be like
YOU."

--EHUE

DEEP SHYT I KNOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

TEXT MESSAGIN v. BLOGGIN: Textin wit a Friend





Before I get into this one...I aint heard this in a minute and thought yall prolly aint eitherz so listen to mah girl aaliyah while i drop this nex one cuz itz deep and it came from a text wit a friend (which is actually the subject).

So yea yestaday, a friend/a dude who likes me sent me a text message and axed me what i waz doinz...

"Writin on mah blog."

"Oh the blog u wont let me read. What u writin since i cant read it?"

"Just writin shyt on mah mind like ereybody else who got a blog. Itz some interestin shyt im readin too. You shuld start one. Itz a whole world out there outside of the xtrra shyt im used to."

"Id rather send a text."

"A text is wit people u know...there is no connection to the unknown."

"Tru."

Thus, this post...

I used to read blogs a long time ago in a galaxy far far away and never really paid attention to em cuz then, they wasnt bout shyt, but NOW? I guess I can relate a lot more cuz of the shyt ive been thu and realized that i aint the only one who dun be thu some shyt, so i can relate ya know? So check it out:

First since I started mah own blog, this is like some serious therapy for me to overcome some of the shyt i been dealin wit the last two yearz:

*Tryna finish a PhD (love HBCUs but damn, we gotta get it together!)

* Dealin wit bein a widow (since Imma dude and i was wit one and he is now deceased...am i actually a widow? lemme know if im wrong)

*Radically co-dependent friendz (no explanation needed)

*Work...see the first bullet LOL

*LIFE (see all bulletz above LMBAO!)

My point to him waz, text messagin is cool, but remember the dayz when people picked up a phone to say wassup cuz u jus wanted to hear somebody voice and see what was REALLY goin on in they world? Shyt dont happen no mo. For so long I been trapped in my own shyt that i aint even realize that the shyt im trapped in aint even gotta be but im in it cuz i put mahself in it. Bloggin (and readin em) connectz u to another world, an UNKNOWN WORLD that u cant get from A4A, BGC, a text message, twitter, FB, and some other shyt. Just from readin other blogz, I dun picked up some deep shyt, funny shyt, enlightenin shyt, and just all around real shyt that makez it easier to cope wit the shyt im trapped in.

Itz hard to free yo mind from the known cuz of fear of what youll be faced wit wit the unknown.

Now you know where 1N@MILLION comez from!

Miss ya AALIYAH and thatz gon alwayz be 1N@MILLION !

What I Learned Today: The Truth Ain't Always Yo (MY) Binniz!

YALL!

Sometimez, we gotta realize the truth aint alwayz our binniz, which go along wit the sayinz what you go lookin fo you gon find, and dont ax no questionz you dont wanna know the answer to.

Herez how the shyt all started:

Bout a week ago, I had this feelin mah x had moved back in town. Now somma yall wonderin why I would or should even care (the truth aint alwayz yo binniz LOL). Nah seriously...So after work i called his momz and she let it all out:

"He been back about 3 monthz now. Hold on a min bae lemme tell you where he work and where he stay."

When she gimme the address im astounded to find he stay LITRALLY up the fuckin road from me. Me bein me, I went to his spot to go check him out cuz i aint seen him in damn near a year. The look was one for history:

So you couldnt let nobody know you was back in town?
"I was gon call you and tell you after I got mahself situated."
Three monthz and you still gettin situated? OK

When you think about that one who got away cuz either you or he fucked up and you wished the shyt worked...this was mah one (outside of mah dude who died in Iraq). Aside from all this shyt tho here is what I learned (and I learned the shyt from someone yunger than I am...I'll tell mah age on one of these posts but till then keep guessin):

Everything aint bout you, me, us. In mah mind, and if you a taurus you know what ahm sayin, I gotta be aware of all thatz goin on...don't know if its a control thing or just some shyt cuz its some shyt. But the fact that he wasnt tryna let me know he was back, and the fact that i know u back and u aint said much to me since, is an indication that the truth of him movin bak here wasnt really my binniz. Why? Now I know, aint shyt changed befo or after he been back (cept I had a chance to write this post), and shyt prolly wont change.

BUT...Wait...u still wonderin why i care? That shyt is blk history.

WELL it is; however, the fact that we do got history and the history we got, in mah own mind i wanna think we still some kinda cool. Guess we cool from a distance. Yea we both moved on and dated other people, but that first is always gon have a soft spot in yo head, heart, and mind.

SO...even though you wanna know the truth cuz u think u already know, or just wana know cuz u wanna know, or even when the truth come to u and u dont wanna accept it as what it is, or some shyt come to u that you aint even care to know about, remember, sometime the truth aint alwayz yo binniz, and that shyt is def
1N@MILLION

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

WHAT BEIN ONLINE HAZ TAUGHT ME

I got shyt I could be doin but I ain't in the mood so imma put some of my thoughtz out there for yall cuz I know I aint the only one!

If you are anything like me, single, tired of bein "online (you already know what I mean)" you try to find wayz to occupy ya mind. For me, I'm so over bein online it aint even funny. Why? Here goez...

A4A: And I'm not knockin nobody cuz I'm guilty too...

1. Dude posted a profile under "eventz" for a "party." Dude say the party is only fo DL people, and if you DL like him and wanna "participate" in the event, send him a pitcha...well, if I'm DL and you DL and I send you my pitcha and I can come to the party, am I gon be DL when itz over?

2. Nudda dude hit me up and axed me fo my telefome numba. I say I dont give my numba out and dude say why not? Here's why: Itz gon take you maybe a day or worse a month to hit me up out the blue AFTER you dun deleted yo profile, got a new one, and when i ansa my phone you say he you know who this iz? OR You only wanna call to see if my "pitcha match my voice" (whateverz the fuck thiz meanz)...then when I tell you i aint tryna meet nobody rite now, I'm somehow now ugly and  whatever else you want me to be cuz I'm at a point in MY LIFE that you aint at in yoze! **FUCK OFF DUDE!**

3. You dun hit me up unda two-5 profilez to get me to open mah pitchaz and get mad cuz it aint no face pitcha...(I told yo azz from jump waznt no face pitcha).

4. Mah personal fav...dudez who jus wanna "smoke and be out"...Get thiz shyt! Dude say you wanna "match one" (for thoze who dont know what this mean...it mean you and dude both roll a blunt and yall share both). I say sometime yea. Match one and be out don't mean that...it mean (most of the time) we smoke one, you so high you cant go nowhere and u wanna sit round and watch tv...which i aint got no prob wit cuz i dont want the shyt on my conscious you left my crib, fucked up yo whip and/or somebody else shyt and u tell the people u was at my crib. well weed+idle time=_________ (do the maf)!

BGC

1. Who DA FUCK you think REALLLLLLLLY bout to read thiz long azz book you dun posted on yo profile bout what u dont, dont want, and half they shyt u dun wrote u dun fogot when i ask u bout it? Put that shyt in a BLOG bruh!

2. You got over 50 pitchaz and only ONE of yo shytz is a public pic?

3. You in my city visitin for 2-3 dayz but 3-6 monthz lata you still askin when we gon meet (never cuz yo azz live here)!

4. You don't like people who smoke, drink, etc. and my profile tell u i do all that (what you wanna meet me fo?)

BOTH SITES COMBINED!

Age, height, weight, HIV statuz, etc.

LESSONZ LEARNED:

I been chattin online for a while! If I told half yall the sitez i been on id tell yallz age and minez but for humor purposez, imma do it anywayz:

PALTALK, COLLEGECLUB, WBS (had to be my all time fav and miss it like mad!), BLACKVOICEZ, GAY.COM, GO.COM, MEN4NOW (and I prolly left some out) This was ALLLLL before facebook, twitter, myspace, skype, and ereything else out now.

Back in the daze, chattin wasnt like it is now...people chatted fo the fun of it. If you was on WBS, you remember streamin chat where you culd say what u wanted to to people and everybody say it. Shyt was fun, met decent friendz for life who you never slept wit, had a renunion cuz bak then, people didnt post pitchaz and if they did, it was them and u aint have to worry bout people judgin u.

NOW? No need to xplain!

What you go online lookin for, thatz prolly what u gon get...u want somebody who smoke, drink, got a car, got they own spot, ull get that. Thing iz tho, once you get all that, what u gon do wit it and how long you gon hole on to it? A pitcha online cant tell u nothin about who i am as a person: my pitcha cant "talk" so you cant tell if "i sound mad masc". My pic cant tell u if imma thugged out DL dude (oxymoron anyway). The ONLY thingz u can get from lookin at a pic online (if itz a real one) is the fact that on that day the pic was taken, i took a good pic in some fresh threadz nex to somebody car i saw in a parkin lot, and i practiced smilin 10 times to take that pic or posed 50 diff wayz to find the pic that makes me look the most masc.

There AINT NO LAW that say I MUST have a pic in order to talk to you...that'z (in the wordz of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.) a man made law...we made that shyt up. Afta a while, you get old, the people online get old, the sitez get old, and ereybody movez on.

Real Shytz 1N@MILLION

ALTERNATIVE ROUTEZ? WTF IS THAT? (ASKED A FRIEND) LOL

You, like my friend, is probably wondering wtf (what the fuck) is "alternative routez?"

Without being longwinded (which I can sometimez do), a couple ah yearz ago, someone asked me whether I waz gay, bi, str8, or confused. Mah response to him was "alternative." He said (guess)!

Alternative (to me) means the labels gay, bi, str8, or confused didn't apply, and still don't, apply to me. Being alternative for me means (as it does) when you ride down a street and suddenly the sign sayz "take alt route." When you see that sign, you think "damn" now I have to go all the way around. Well, when you see that sign, you don't turn around and go back where you came from because you still have somewhere to get to, you just have to "take an alt route" to get there, which is nothing short of what everyone does in life anyway.

As "alternative" black men, no one knows more about taking "alternate routez" more than we do! Don't believe me? Do any of the below apply to you?

* At home...If they only knew...what would they do? So you choose to..."take an alt route"

* At school...You look and look and lust and your mind wanderz but you DAMN SURE BET NOT say nothin to him becauze if you do, he (or they) will pound your azz in the ground...so you "take an alt route"
*At work...It's Friday and for most of the people you work with, it's drink time (or smoke time depending on where you work LOL). The work people (I sound too much like mah momz) ask you what you have planned for the weekend because you never hang out (you know you can't cuz you and dude already got planz but they dont know all that!)... so you lie and "take an alt route"

*At church ...no need fo a scenario....you just "take an alt route"

* At family gatherings...Uncle Jr: "When you gon stop bringin yo azz home witout somma dem pretty azz wimminz you up at that black college wit?" In yo mind you sayin neverary...so you "take an alt route"

...and the list can go on!

Now that you get the picture, think about who you are now, and they about all of the "alt routez" you took to get here. If you are anything like me, if you had to really sit down and think about it, you would put mapquest out of business LMBAO! Seriously tho, the point is, some of us gave up, some of us were forced to give up, but for the remainder of us still out there drivin, we will encounter many more "alt routez" and in order for us to keep on living life (truth, lie, half-truth), what will we do in the future? Still ain't clear? I guess I can use my life as an example for todayz lesson:

Been alternative probably all my life. I'm a taurus so there are just certain things I will always have a problem with: authority is probably the main one! I, like many other who have gone before me and came after me, told myself there was NO WAY momz and DEF NOT DAD would find out "what my deal was." That is, until I met Mr.__________.

I KNEW from that moment when we first locked eyes that it was a wrap! Still "new at it all" there were some things I didn't know about: telling a dude "I love you" because you mean it or becauze itz the write thing to do, public displayz of affection, or just hangin out wit another dude. Nevertheless, after year one I was so gone it was sad! Dude gave me a key to his crib, his whip, I met his fam (he was already "out"), and it was like a real marriage! I had fallen so deep, I finally made the decision to tell momz! (that's another blog in itself that I will share later). Year two, I went in a tail spin. I fell into the "DL" trap and started actin just like the stereotypical DL dude. I must say, dude loved me (and he says he still does to this day) because he had God like patience. He didn't leave me, we never had physical fights, profane verbal argumentz...none of that. Year three I had crashed and burned. In the words of MAMA from a Raisin in the Sun, I was a handful and I didn't know what to do wit me, and dude damn sure didn't so we broke it off (2002-2005).

Two yearz later, I ended up datin someone else who was a carbon copy of who I was with dude above (this lasted 4 monthz LOL).

A year later in 08, I was on the route to decency, and met the guy who made more of an impression on me and had a major influence on me that he will never know (read my first blog).

Now itz 2011, I'm single again and I'm content. I still get "tempted" (can't tell me Eve didn't set Adam up!) and I give in (I'm human so sue me). Point is, I had to take all those routez in order to get to a place in life where I can be content and secure in who I am as an "alternative dude."

So........ my wordz to the readerz whoze eyez meet the wordz on this page:

Don't be afraid to take an "alt route"...you never know what you will encounter on the road you think will take you out of your way...I did....some by choice and some by force but I will say this to ya...since then, the shytz been

1N@MILLION!

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Marsha Ambrosius - Far Away





Welcome to mah blog and mah first post. As I was sittin down thinkin about how to start this blog, mah best friend said, "You have a story to tell; start from two years ago when you lost the love of yo life." So, in the wordz of Brown, I said to mahself I said "self?" Ma self said, "Hm?" Go ahead and put it out there...who knowz if someone else has experienced the same thing and it might help. Here goez:

Picture it: December 2009, Christmas Day!

I was hanging out with some friendz when I got a phone call that changed my life. On the other end of the line was ah friend whom I had not spoken with in ah minute. "Hey...I figured you did not know because I haven't heard from you in a minute you ok?" I was like yea why wouldn't I be it'z Christmas Day! "Well, assuming you didn't know, you heard what happened to ya boy...He got killed in Iraq."

Over the course of two minutez, two yearz ran through my head like a runaway train...DEAD? Indeed, it was tru. I told my friend I would have to call him back so ah could sit down for a second and reflect on what I had up until that very moment. Gone...forever...no mo smilez, no mo frownz, no mo fightz, no mo I wuv wuz...or in the word of "the cafeteria lady"..."AIN'T NO MO!"

As I watched Marsha Ambrosia'z video "Far Away" for the first time and listened to the wordz, my mind immediately went back to that very moment I found out and how I replayed two years of mah life just as she replayed the life of the two dudez in the video. So...thatz where I am now...

ENJOY THE VID...If you haven't seen it, and you are in a situation like the dudez in the video or in a situation like mind...love is never gone, definitely not forgotten; itz

1N@MILLION!