Woo, Lawd, the NERVE on this nigga LOL.... smh.
So New Year's weekend, I'm on Facebook and I see a post from a guy I know stating that he had just totaled his car. He's posted pics which clearly show he is lucky to be alive, let alone not injured in any way, and he's asking for any friends he has in the area who can lend some assistance to do so. "The area" in question happens to be about an hour away from me but while I did somewhat grow up with this guy, we haven't had so much as a Facebook conversation in like 4 years and it was probably another 4 before that. Clearly he's got friends closer than me who will offer to assist.
So I'm watching the thread and everybody's happy he's safe but nobody's offering to help the guy. Like I said, me and homie are not active participants in each other's lives at all but in the end it started to annoy me that people who I KNOW were in a better position to help him just sat on their hands while this nigga stranded in the freezing cold and snow. So I hit him up like yo.... I dont even know how much help this is since I don't have a car and can't come get you but I am only an hour away so if you can manage to get here, I can at least offer you a place to crash for the night and you can figure out your next move. He says he's got a carload of shit because he was relocating and asked if it would be okay to keep it at my house until he can come back to get it. I have the space - sure, that's fine. Long story and $160 cab ride later, he lands on my couch, then hops a flight out to Orlando the next day, taking as much as he could carry. He says he'll be back in a couple weeks for the rest. Cool.
He's texting me from the airport about a letter he left in his jacket. Apparently his baby mama gave it to him before he left and he wasnt supposed to read it until he got to Florida. How cute. *RME* Now had he asked me to grab it and read it to him, I'd have been cool. I mean, I dont know the broad, what's it to me? But of course, he dont want me to get it and read it to him, he wants me to mail it to him. Um... okay. I agreed to mail it just like he agreed to text me the address when he got there. That didnt happen for another 2 days, so since it wasnt a priority to him, it wasnt a priority to me. He waited like a week to ask if I ever mailed it and of course by then, I had totally forgotten about the damn letter. How about I just put it back in your pocket and you can just read the shit when you come back? Pretty sure it doesn't contain the key of life.
"A couple weeks" came this past Wednesday when he showed up with his friend to collect the rest of his belongings. It was a quick and painless process despite the 6pm arrival actually being 10pm. We hadn't had a ton of contact outside of him rescheduling the pick up 3 times but I still felt relieved to have closed that loop once his stuff was gone. Hugs. Thanks. Deuces.
This morning I get a text. I swear to God, I could not make this up:
"So I was thinking, so you dont have or need a car, dont you want to help me out and put a car in your name for me? :)"
*staring into the camera*
No. Not even a little bit. I said as much. The NERVE on this nigga, LOL.
What kinda hoodbooger shit is that to.......... sigh. Ok, yeah, I pimped out the couch for a night and played POD to your shit for 3 weeks but that's a small thing, my nigga. Put a car in my name? Like... a whole car? LOL Just the magnitude of that shit has me on chuckle right now, like YOOOOOUUUUUUUUU cannot be serious LOL. And he asked that shit like he was asking for some gum, like it was really no big deal! Un-fucken-believable, people are. And now that I think about it, I remember him saying to his homeboy something about now he just gotta get a car and then commenting something about needing to get somebody to put it in their name, but I didn't think anything of it. I know a nigga wasn't expecting ME to be like "Oh, I'll do it for you." What? LOL I don't have a car because no, I don't really need one, but holla - I DONT EVEN HAVE A CAR but Ima put one in my name for YOU so you can fuck up my ability to get one if I should so choose? You aint even my man! Hell, we aint even fuckin! LMAOOOOOOOOOOO! I mean at least be able to check ONE of them damn boxes before you position your lips to get knocked clean off your face! The nerve! Oh, I cant. I. CANNOT. That shit feels straight disrespectful right now LMAO!
Where my glass at..... SMH
Friday, January 30, 2015
Saturday, January 17, 2015
Whitney
So here are my thoughts…..
I HATE Yaya DaCosta, and I mean WITH. A. PASSION. But I have to admit there were moments that she was really giving me Whitney. I mean, she really did the research, watching footage, studied Whitney, all that, because I SAW Whitney at times. What threw me most was her voice. It was too high-pitched and prevented me from really buying in. But I have to give credit where credit is due and Yaya definitely gave me more than I expected from her, all things considered. I can’t front, that “I will always love you” performance scene at the end kinda got me…. But I might have just been at the funeral all over again.
Bobby, on the other hand….. um….. LOL. There was nothing about this nobody they casted that gave me Bobby Brown. NOTHING. He wasn’t a bad actor. He just wasn’t BOBBY.
Now the music…… I love Deborah Cox. LOVE Deborah Cox. And even though there are some aspects of her voice that are reminiscent of Whitney’s, its not nearly close enough that her renditions of Whitney’s songs make me feel close. What’s disappointing is that there are so many Youtube stars who do. I heard a couple Whitney tributes on Youtube that if I weren’t looking at the screen, I would have thought WERE Whitney. Why not pay some nobody who actually sounds like her to do the tracks?
Wesley Jonathan as Babyface? Really tho? Son, LOL. SMH. But Clive Davis was 100% CLIVE DAVIS.
I found it interesting that Angela Bassett chose to put Whitney’s drug use on front so early. She made a clear assertion that Whitney was doing the shit before Bobby, which is something I always suspected. Not that its facts just because its in this movie, but I think it was always just more comfortable for people to believe that America’s princess got dragged into that lifestyle by this bad boy, ruffneck dude from Boston who nobody thought she should have ever been with.
To be honest, I felt like this movie was more about Bobby than it was about Whitney. I don’t feel the movie did her life justice at all and I wasn’t shocked that this was the case. VH-1 and Lifetime suck at biopics, mainly because they don’t want to spend the money to do them justice. The stories they choose to tell simply can’t adequately be told in 2 hours. They can’t. There was SO much left untold and unexplored that we as the public know about, it just felt empty. The most key moments in the public space of Whitney Houston were necessary to tie it all together and they just weren’t there. There were moments – including Bobby’s proposal, as told from his own mouth in the interview afterwards, and the murder of his friend – that were not even close to how they actually occurred that really annoyed me. I wanted to give Angela Bassett credit, as a friend who probably had really intimate conversations with Whitney, trying to tell the story that was untold or misinterpreted, but when you know the story and you see it not playing out the way it went….. I’m just disappointed. But I expected to be. It was way too soon for this and VH-1 or Lifetime was not the vehicle by which it should have come. Period.
So with that, I am going to digress on any further commentary. As an idol of mine, Whitney, I feel, deserved better representation. And I don’t mean in terms of making her look good, because we all know her life was just a mess after a certain point. I mean in terms of telling her story. Remember her right, you know what I’m saying? I’m sorry. I’m salty.
I HATE Yaya DaCosta, and I mean WITH. A. PASSION. But I have to admit there were moments that she was really giving me Whitney. I mean, she really did the research, watching footage, studied Whitney, all that, because I SAW Whitney at times. What threw me most was her voice. It was too high-pitched and prevented me from really buying in. But I have to give credit where credit is due and Yaya definitely gave me more than I expected from her, all things considered. I can’t front, that “I will always love you” performance scene at the end kinda got me…. But I might have just been at the funeral all over again.
Bobby, on the other hand….. um….. LOL. There was nothing about this nobody they casted that gave me Bobby Brown. NOTHING. He wasn’t a bad actor. He just wasn’t BOBBY.
Now the music…… I love Deborah Cox. LOVE Deborah Cox. And even though there are some aspects of her voice that are reminiscent of Whitney’s, its not nearly close enough that her renditions of Whitney’s songs make me feel close. What’s disappointing is that there are so many Youtube stars who do. I heard a couple Whitney tributes on Youtube that if I weren’t looking at the screen, I would have thought WERE Whitney. Why not pay some nobody who actually sounds like her to do the tracks?
Wesley Jonathan as Babyface? Really tho? Son, LOL. SMH. But Clive Davis was 100% CLIVE DAVIS.
I found it interesting that Angela Bassett chose to put Whitney’s drug use on front so early. She made a clear assertion that Whitney was doing the shit before Bobby, which is something I always suspected. Not that its facts just because its in this movie, but I think it was always just more comfortable for people to believe that America’s princess got dragged into that lifestyle by this bad boy, ruffneck dude from Boston who nobody thought she should have ever been with.
To be honest, I felt like this movie was more about Bobby than it was about Whitney. I don’t feel the movie did her life justice at all and I wasn’t shocked that this was the case. VH-1 and Lifetime suck at biopics, mainly because they don’t want to spend the money to do them justice. The stories they choose to tell simply can’t adequately be told in 2 hours. They can’t. There was SO much left untold and unexplored that we as the public know about, it just felt empty. The most key moments in the public space of Whitney Houston were necessary to tie it all together and they just weren’t there. There were moments – including Bobby’s proposal, as told from his own mouth in the interview afterwards, and the murder of his friend – that were not even close to how they actually occurred that really annoyed me. I wanted to give Angela Bassett credit, as a friend who probably had really intimate conversations with Whitney, trying to tell the story that was untold or misinterpreted, but when you know the story and you see it not playing out the way it went….. I’m just disappointed. But I expected to be. It was way too soon for this and VH-1 or Lifetime was not the vehicle by which it should have come. Period.
So with that, I am going to digress on any further commentary. As an idol of mine, Whitney, I feel, deserved better representation. And I don’t mean in terms of making her look good, because we all know her life was just a mess after a certain point. I mean in terms of telling her story. Remember her right, you know what I’m saying? I’m sorry. I’m salty.
Friday, January 16, 2015
I quit! Wait.....what? LOL
Son. I don't know why the Lord be playing games with me but I really feel like He be up in Heaven just thinking of ways to fuck with me and be cracking Himself up doing it. He knows good and daggone well I was planning to quit my job. How I end up with a promotion and a 33% raise? LOL
Well I'll tell you how.
A couple of days ago I was presented with the possibility of being promoted (replacing someone else who quit, funny enough) and during the course of this conversation a few things became clear.... First, our CMO would have to approve it. Understand that I kinda cant stand our CMO and in my mind, I'm thinking she probably aint all that fond of me either (I'm vocal. She's an idiot. Do the math.) Second, she has the choice to either veto my boss's recommendation and put someone else in the role (although I'm by far the most suited for it of her choices) or she could eliminate the role and divvy up the projects amongst the other managers. This is the less desirable option for a number of reasons but given the state of affairs, could very well happen, also for a number of reasons. Boils down to putting someone in the role would be the best decision for the business AND I'm the best person for it. That said and some other BS factoring in, I made (and voiced to my boss) the decision that if this was not the direction she chose to go in, I felt I would have no choice but to resign. I knew he wasn't going to tell our CMO that, but I was stressed the hell out last night because I just KNEW she was gonna pull some sucka shit and I'd have to give my notice. It didn't help that the meeting about it, which was supposed to take place first thing this morning, didn't actually happen until just before lunch time. In my mind... yeah. It's about to be some bullshit LOL. It was in the sense that she didn't woman up and make the offer to me herself, as per proper protocol, but she "authorized" my boss to do it. He was more than happy to do it and I was more than happy to be sitting down with him as opposed to her, so at the end of the day, I got my promotion, I got my raise, and I got Monday off despite the fact that the company refused to acknowledge it as a "closed for business" holiday. Fuck that, I'M closed for business.
So I made God laugh again, telling Him my plans, but I don't think this happened so I could stay with my company. I think I'm still supposed to leave (and I still plan to) but now I'm in a position to leave for something higher paying and on a higher level and I can be a lot more comfortable in the meantime. See, I don't always know what I'm doing or why I'm doing it, but God does. And even while He's sitting up there laughing at my lack of vision, He always points at the end result and goes "See what I did there?" LOL
Me: I do. Good lookin out. *pound*
Well I'll tell you how.
A couple of days ago I was presented with the possibility of being promoted (replacing someone else who quit, funny enough) and during the course of this conversation a few things became clear.... First, our CMO would have to approve it. Understand that I kinda cant stand our CMO and in my mind, I'm thinking she probably aint all that fond of me either (I'm vocal. She's an idiot. Do the math.) Second, she has the choice to either veto my boss's recommendation and put someone else in the role (although I'm by far the most suited for it of her choices) or she could eliminate the role and divvy up the projects amongst the other managers. This is the less desirable option for a number of reasons but given the state of affairs, could very well happen, also for a number of reasons. Boils down to putting someone in the role would be the best decision for the business AND I'm the best person for it. That said and some other BS factoring in, I made (and voiced to my boss) the decision that if this was not the direction she chose to go in, I felt I would have no choice but to resign. I knew he wasn't going to tell our CMO that, but I was stressed the hell out last night because I just KNEW she was gonna pull some sucka shit and I'd have to give my notice. It didn't help that the meeting about it, which was supposed to take place first thing this morning, didn't actually happen until just before lunch time. In my mind... yeah. It's about to be some bullshit LOL. It was in the sense that she didn't woman up and make the offer to me herself, as per proper protocol, but she "authorized" my boss to do it. He was more than happy to do it and I was more than happy to be sitting down with him as opposed to her, so at the end of the day, I got my promotion, I got my raise, and I got Monday off despite the fact that the company refused to acknowledge it as a "closed for business" holiday. Fuck that, I'M closed for business.
So I made God laugh again, telling Him my plans, but I don't think this happened so I could stay with my company. I think I'm still supposed to leave (and I still plan to) but now I'm in a position to leave for something higher paying and on a higher level and I can be a lot more comfortable in the meantime. See, I don't always know what I'm doing or why I'm doing it, but God does. And even while He's sitting up there laughing at my lack of vision, He always points at the end result and goes "See what I did there?" LOL
Me: I do. Good lookin out. *pound*
Wednesday, January 14, 2015
#Unbothered
This here is my personal philosophy so imagine my delight when it was the first thing I saw, in bold ass letters, in an entire essay somebody wrote about fucks not given. I LOVED it! LOL I'm SO buying that guy a drink if I ever meet him. For real though - I am of the general opinion that a failure to grasp and master this concept is the reason people can't find their happy. You just cant let yourself give a fuck all the time. Giving a fuck attaches you to shit and attaching yourself to shit means putting skin in the game. Now you're tied to the outcome of a situation that never needed to impact your life in any way save that you chose to give a fuck. Same way you pick your battles, pick your fucks. If that shit aint gonna matter in 6 months, dont let it matter today. There's plenty of things you HAVE to give a fuck about so why add unnecessary shit to the list? The sooner you get a grip on what actually matters in your life and become #unbothered by the shit that dont, the happier you'll be.
Slowly but surely, 2015 is turning into an exercise in fucks not given. It hasn't even been a conscience effort; when the situation calls for it, I just instinctively do not give a fuck LOL. I think maybe the older people get, the easier it is to know when something or someone is simply not worth giving time or energy to. I'm human so something might get me in the moment like "No this muthafucka didn't...." but in pretty short order, that shit becomes so irrelevant. It really is quite freeing, actually. Yall should try it LOL.
Sunday, January 11, 2015
1-11-15
Definitely been a long ass week. My long-time sidekick at the job found another gig before I did (cause I totally dropped the ball - get this - actually RELAXING during my 2-week vacation) and Friday was her last day. I always knew it would be a bittersweet day when we finally parted ways but I had no idea it would be as emotional as it was. I organized a happy hour in her honor (shit, we were going drinking regardless so if yall wanna come, the more the merrier lol) at the end of which there was about a 19-minute too long 20-minute period of hugging and crying and "its so hards" that I do not need in my fucken life LOL. I am HORRIBLE at goodbyes but it really wasn't one. We're kickboxing buddies and we've vowed to continue going and to maintain some sort of routine drinking schedule. These things tend to fade over time but I think we'll both make a legitimate effort..... at least for the first 6 months lol. I'd honestly be surprised if my little California compadre isn't headed back west in a year. Her biological clock is ticking and she cant see herself making any permanent moves this far away from her family. Whatever the strategy, I wish her well. This one's for you, girl. *sip*
I've got a couple things on tap, oddly enough, both with the same company. I had another thing going until the email I received confirming my interview happened to mentioned a starting salary of $36,000 and an aggregate expectation of about $55K. Huh? Oh no, boo boo, you got me fucked ALL the way up lol. I politely emailed the lady back stating that there must have been some miscommunication in our initial correspondence. See, I aint just graduate college. I'm not just starting out in my career. I was making $36,000 as a base like 13 years ago lol. Fuck I look like? But the other things look promising, so we will see what happens there and I'll keep looking for other suitable possibilities as well. I'm moving a little slower than I might normally be because I don't just want an interim gig. I want to make a move I can live with for the long term. That shit is a lot more complicated than just finding a job. I wont front though - a lotta days I'm ready to go be on fries just to get out that bitch. But nah, son. Nah. I'll be patient and bide my time. The right thing will come through and I believe it will be soon. Or it might be these damn Liam Neeson movies I been watching just making me feel like I got a particular set of skills.......... LOL.
Go to bed.
I've got a couple things on tap, oddly enough, both with the same company. I had another thing going until the email I received confirming my interview happened to mentioned a starting salary of $36,000 and an aggregate expectation of about $55K. Huh? Oh no, boo boo, you got me fucked ALL the way up lol. I politely emailed the lady back stating that there must have been some miscommunication in our initial correspondence. See, I aint just graduate college. I'm not just starting out in my career. I was making $36,000 as a base like 13 years ago lol. Fuck I look like? But the other things look promising, so we will see what happens there and I'll keep looking for other suitable possibilities as well. I'm moving a little slower than I might normally be because I don't just want an interim gig. I want to make a move I can live with for the long term. That shit is a lot more complicated than just finding a job. I wont front though - a lotta days I'm ready to go be on fries just to get out that bitch. But nah, son. Nah. I'll be patient and bide my time. The right thing will come through and I believe it will be soon. Or it might be these damn Liam Neeson movies I been watching just making me feel like I got a particular set of skills.......... LOL.
Go to bed.
Monday, January 5, 2015
Happy New Year
I know I'm late, shut up. I'm out here getting my life together, dammit LOL.
Hi!!!! Been an interesting year so far, this 2015. I'm feeling amazing for no reason at all and I kinda like that. Who needs a reason? I turned 39 a few days ago and I think I'm on the path to sewing up these 30's in an awesome kinda way. No idea what's on the horizon but if the last week of my life has been any indication of things to come, I am ALLLLLLLLL about it! LOL
The office was still a mess after the renovations they did during the company shut down period so I ended up with an extra day off while the cleaning crew goes in and puts the place back together. I'll take it. I definitely dropped the ball on looking for another gig during my break but I haven't abandoned the mission. Now that I've put some other pressing matters to bed, I can focus squarely on that over the next few weeks and hopefully be outta open-floor-plan hell before the first rain of spring.
Had a heart to heart with my son the other day and I think he is finally starting to understand that he is too close to real world living to be playing around. 18 months is not a long time and he's gotta get his shit together. I appreciate the fact that he brought the conversation to me, rather than me taking it to him. I think it shows an honest desire to be better on his part and that's all I wanted. Now let's see if he can deliver on it.
Welp.... just wanted to drop in and update the world on my existence LOL. Looking forward to getting back into a steady flow and sculpting this year to my own specifications. No resolutions. No empty affirmations. Just doing me. MY way. With no regrets.
I'll holla.
Hi!!!! Been an interesting year so far, this 2015. I'm feeling amazing for no reason at all and I kinda like that. Who needs a reason? I turned 39 a few days ago and I think I'm on the path to sewing up these 30's in an awesome kinda way. No idea what's on the horizon but if the last week of my life has been any indication of things to come, I am ALLLLLLLLL about it! LOL
The office was still a mess after the renovations they did during the company shut down period so I ended up with an extra day off while the cleaning crew goes in and puts the place back together. I'll take it. I definitely dropped the ball on looking for another gig during my break but I haven't abandoned the mission. Now that I've put some other pressing matters to bed, I can focus squarely on that over the next few weeks and hopefully be outta open-floor-plan hell before the first rain of spring.
Had a heart to heart with my son the other day and I think he is finally starting to understand that he is too close to real world living to be playing around. 18 months is not a long time and he's gotta get his shit together. I appreciate the fact that he brought the conversation to me, rather than me taking it to him. I think it shows an honest desire to be better on his part and that's all I wanted. Now let's see if he can deliver on it.
Welp.... just wanted to drop in and update the world on my existence LOL. Looking forward to getting back into a steady flow and sculpting this year to my own specifications. No resolutions. No empty affirmations. Just doing me. MY way. With no regrets.
I'll holla.
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