UNINSPIRED...BLAH, BLAH BLAH

Yeah. That's about it . I mean will it get more interesting than blab, blah, blah? Hmmm...probably not. It took me a half minute to think of the last three words and one of them wasn't even a word. My thoughts are more interesting when I'm away from the computer and no paper or pen is at hand. Having a slight short term memory that has proven to be a problem when I try to recollect those fleeting moments. I now carry a small notebook and pen with me whenever I can. I love paper, pencils and pens. Someday I might buy a tablet but you can be assured that it will never replace my three amigos. Can you say technophobe, anyone? Don't even get me started. If I drop my pen and paper on concrete, I wont have to take them to be repaired or purchase a new one. Think about it. I know electronic items are more fun and often needed in this century, yada, yada, yada but there's a lot to be enjoyed doing it the old fashion way. Ebooks? Please!

First Post For 2013

A LITTLE TO  SAY ABOUT 2013. so far....

There's something to be said about writing in red.

Only three things come to mind.

Error, anger, injury.

Non of the above translate to what I'm writing

right now. I realized when I logged on tonight that

I had not written anything this year on any of my

blogs. Poetry or otherwise. Truth is I haven't had a lot

to say and inspiration is lacking. I could throw a pity

party but I'm pretty sure I would be the only guest.

I have hosted plenty of those and even I leave early.

Okay, 2013.

It is now March 20 and a quarter of the year is already

spent. I haven't picked up a paint brush to do any-

thing serious and I've only recently started writing

in a journal again. That has helped. I'm thinking again.

One major, major thing happen last year in 2012.

I lost another brother to an early and unforeseeable

death( to be discussed in a later blog).

On a lighter note. Someone at work asked me to 

do a portrait for them. I hope I get to follow through

on that. Tomorrow is the beginning of a three day

weekend and Sunday is Easter. I have no plans or

invitations but in our family you don't really need 

one. Just don't come empty handed to the table.

For this particular day, remember, it's not about the

bunny. It's about the Man.

God bless us all on this special day.

HAPPY EASTER!

CHANGES

CHANGES

Ever here the saying, "If it ain't broke don't fix it"? Well, hello!

Why are sites always making unnecessary changes ? For those
not in the know, I am a technophobe. I struggle every day to
rise above my fears of the cyber world and all that it employs.
The truth is I really want to learn all that I can about utilizing  the
functions of a computer. There is just so much to catch up on and
I'm not sure I can deal without folding. Talk about learning a
whole new language. I've been trying to learn Spanish since junior
high and I'm still trying to master the alphabet. I haven't given up

yet. Sooo...

TIME LAPSE

TIME LAPSE

2012, March 4. Right? It's so hard keeping up with this year.

Let's see. Two months back I finally scored a job working in a

day care. I had been looking to get back into this type of work

since my layoff in 2009. Unfortunately, it also brings with it the things I wanted to leave behind, like, childhood illnesses, unreasonable parents, unappreciative bosses, low pay grades, etc., etc.. But I love the kids. You make sacrifices. A lot of them. 

The idea of writing a children's book has cropped up again. Have I mentioned that before? No. Well, it's always been a plan of mine like going back to school. I have some new concepts on what I would like to write about. I have even come up with an idea for a new transition item for the toddler classroom. I have to research it to make sure no one else has already put it on the market. Yes, so as anyone can see, I too want to profit from a money making idea of my own like every other sentient being who's tired of living hand to mouth. There is no such thing as evil money. It's what you do with it and I want to spend, spend, spend! Oh, and I would also like to share with the less fortunate.   



It's A New Year, It's A New Day

Yes, it's a new year and a new day and I'm not going to

raise hell. I never do . Hmmm. Maybe I'll start a little something.

I know, I know. That just isn't my bag. I don't start trouble. I'm off

the radar of fun. I am in need of a doppleganger of who I can lay

all my bad on. Wouldn't that be cool? There is a bad girl in me who 

wants to get out and play. The good girl wants to play too. My sense 

of girl do goody is wound so tight I may as well be crapping jelly 

beans and gum drops. Yeah, right I'm just not that sweet. No one is.

I have a trash bin of dirty thoughts that needs deleted on a daily basis.

If I didn't live such an introverted existance, God knows what kind

of life I would be living at this moment. Surely one that was more ex-

citing than the one I'm living now because few things would hold me

back from living life the way it was meant to be lived. I have missed

a lot. A LOT! 

The N Word PART II

THE N WORD part II

Nigger: Language, History, and Modern Day Discourse by Kevin Cato wrt.intertext.syr.edu/XI/Nigger.html


A must read by my brown brothers and sisters who think it's okay to be called a nigger if  you share the same skin color.

THE N WORD PART I

     Given the trials and tribulations we have overcome as a people of color, why do we have this incessant need to  continue to call each other  the one word that has been used to strip us of our humanity throughout history? We use it as a badge of acknowledgement and friendship among each other as though it was an endowment of love and not a word used to denigrate, humiliate, and keep us shackled to a slave mentality that refuses to be exorcised and regulated to the pass where it belongs.  We call each other 'nigga' as easily as we say 'brotha' and embrace it as a word of friendship in greeting. If someone of a different racial heritage  dared to use this word among us we'd be ready to shed blood for the insult that it is. Sure, you may say that the word has a different meaning coming from someone else because they meant harm, but I'm telling you that every time the word is used by anyone then harm is always being done. When a black man first called his brother 'nigga'  it wasn't said to embrace him  in love, he used it to elevate himself  because he saw himself as better than the other man. 

....to be continued...  



NDUGUYO: Your friend/brother/comrade in Swahili

MAUMBU: Sisters/brothers in Swahili                      

NIGGER(slang): Extremely disparaging and offensive.

                              A person of any race or origin regarded

                               as contemptible, inferior, ignorant, etc.