Thursday, March 30, 2006

Yeah...what he said..

That car broke down...about 15 mins from the job. It took me four hours of shivering in my fur poncho before I finally got home. I was so pissed that for the first tow truck ride...I rode in the dang car...then the second tow truck guy took me to the Bronx...chatted all the way about stepfathers...he was one...the first guy who picked me up was one....but guess who picked me up from the gas station?

My Step Grandfather...and My step father met us at my house to help bring in all the packages I brought during my shopping extravaganza during lunch.

I aint gonna smoke...or drink...because of this...but I can certainly feel Nate in this song....

I'm feeling like Job now S23...but at least I have more than enough dough...I have to thank the Lord for that and the fact that:

I was able to get over to the side in time before it completely turned off....with those cars going 195 mph.

I had good music with me...

My kids were safe with my neighbor...who actually could really use the money I gave her for going to get my kids for me...Thank the Lord for her!

That I had a cellphone and a laptop fully charged with wireless internet.

That I am breathing....

Nah I won't have that drink...but those of you who do... have one for me...

And those of you who know a word of prayer...say one for me...

Wednesday, March 29, 2006

It's Quits


I tell give a (insert here) enough rope...HE WILL HANG HIMSELF!

It's quits with Thomas of the no nickname...

Yeah I Said It !!

It's Quits!

Damn Diva...already? *said in a whisper*

Yeah...Call me Woman in Motion...cause I ain't got time for bullmess!

Understanding that everyone comes with stuff...I won't say baggage...but stuff...I was willing to accept a lot...What I won't accept is a liar...or somebody who is more selfish than me...

Thomas is 26...and apparently thought I was 18...Mentally I mean....

This Negro really didn't know....I guess somebody should have told him....Wait...I did....He just didn't listen....

You do not wait until 2 mins to 12 on somebody's birthday to call them and wish them a good one....

There was no arguement...He was on vacation in Chicago....Everything was fine...He made a big deal about how he was going to be the first to call me on the birthday!

He just choose not to call me until 2 mins to 12midnight...

2 mins to 12?

When you know I am asleep because I have to get up at 5:30 am everyday?

Then you call the next day like everything is cool....

and are surprised that I'm miffed?

and then have the nerve to try to change the subject and continue on so sunny?

Then tell me a bold faced lie?

Negro...I told you I'm a writer...that means my powers of recollection are legendary...ask my exes!


Him: Oh I had to wait until I got home to call you...My charger was at home for the phone
Diva: Thomas that's a lie.
Him: HUH?
Diva: Thomas you told me Saturday night before I went out that you were going back to the hotel room to charge your phone and you would call me later...which you did...and talked about charging the phone!
Him: I didn't say that.
Diva: It's Quits!
Him: What?
Diva: Yeah it's over...I can't do liars


No foul....

See that's why I aint having sex....when you talk to a Negro long enough...their true colors will show...and if you don't give up no will be clear eyed to the straight bullshit...

And yeah I used the term from when we were 12 and 13...

It's Quits Nigga...Bounce!

Monday, March 27, 2006

Yeah...It's My Birthday

I'm not doing too much today. I have to go to Parent teacher meetings so I have a half a day at work. and I have to take this "wonderful" car to the shop. Apparently I must drive with my foot on the gas at all time or she'll turn off...Can you say scared? The Lord will get me there and safely...After I get her fixed plus go to the DMV..I'll be taking the twins to go to Tar'get and get a flat screen TV for the bedroom...then Applebee's for dinner....

It's my birthday. My national holiday.

Show me some love :)

Saturday, March 25, 2006

9 Times Out of Ten/ The Ten Lepers

Disclaimer : hard photos coming up.

Often times I have been called a lucky person. Every test I take I pass. Well the school ones anyway…Something usually comes along and saves me when I think I have dug a hole too deep. I have gotten just about any job that I ever wanted. If I say I’ll get something, I usually do…maybe not at the moment that I want it…but usually right when I need it. Since being saved, I find myself thanking the Lord for everything. But let me save that part…

When I was out there, I thanked Him, but 9 times out ten…I didn’t.

That phrase.

9 times out of ten.

You ever wondered where it came from? I never did. Until I was taught the message of the “Ungrateful Spirit” by my Bishop last Sunday. He didn’t mention “9 times out of 10” at all, but wow I picked that up too.

“Ungrateful Spirit”

Here’s the scripture…St Luke 17:11-19 and then I will follow what I learned from my Bishop and my own research.

11And it came to pass, as he went to Jerusalem, that he passed through the midst of Samaria and Galilee.
12And as he entered into a certain village, there met him ten men that were lepers, which stood afar off:
13And they lifted up their voices, and said, Jesus, Master, have mercy on us.
14And when he saw them, he said unto them, Go shew yourselves unto the priests. And it came to pass, that, as they went, they were cleansed.
15And one of them, when he saw that he was healed, turned back, and with a loud voice glorified God,
16And fell down on his face at his feet, giving him thanks: and he was a Samaritan.
17And Jesus answering said, Were there not ten cleansed? but where are the nine?
18There are not found that returned to give glory to God, save this stranger.
19And he said unto him, Arise, go thy way: thy faith hath made thee whole.

Summary/Bible Lesson

Jesus was walking to Jerusalem. As usual, crowds of people followed him and tried to get his attention. They heard of his works and like we attack celebrities…they followed him like paparazzi. Way to the back of the crowd were a group of ten lepers following as well. Leprosy was the worse disease you could have in those days. Today there are currently about half a million people living in communities solely composed of lepers. The pictures I posted are some examples of people with Leprosy that I found here.

Here is a description of leprosy: Early signs include discolored or light patches on the skin with loss of feeling. When nerve trunks in the arm are affected, part of the hand becomes numb and small muscles become paralyzed, leading to curling of the fingers and thumb. When leprosy attacks nerves in the legs, it interrupts communication of sensation in the feet. The feet can become subject to erosion through untended wounds and infection. If the facial nerve is affected, a person loses the blinking reflex of the eye, which can eventually lead to dryness, ulceration, and blindness. Bacilli entering the mucous lining of the nose can lead to internal damage and scarring which in time causes the nose to collapse. Untreated, leprosy can cause deformity, crippling, and blindness.
The bacillus attacks nerve endings and destroys the body's ability to feel pain and injury. Without feeling pain, people injure themselves on fire, thorns, rocks, even hot coffee cups. Injuries become infected and result in tissue loss. Fingers and toes become shortened and deformed as the cartilage is absorbed into the body
Is Leprosy contagious? Oh yes! The bacteria is spread primarily through coughing or sneezing on somebody. So it serves to reason that people would shun and exile lepers.

From way off in the back, these 10 men hollered out for Jesus. They had probably discussed it amongst themselves and figured out that if Jesus was healing folks all over the place…this was probably their only chance to be healed as well. There was no cure for the disease then (thank the Lord there is one now!). So they yelled out to Jesus and he heard them. He told them to go and show their bodies to the priests. Now this was important because in Leviticus 14, God told Moses:
1And the LORD spake unto Moses, saying,
2This shall be the law of the leper in the day of his cleansing: He shall be brought unto the priest:
3And the priest shall go forth out of the camp; and the priest shall look, and, behold, if the plague of leprosy be healed in the leper

It said the priests had to do a lot of sacrificial stuff also but the main point was in order to be declared “clean”, the lepers had to show their bodies to the priests so that they could be re-inducted into society. So in performing this miracle, Jesus was perfoming the LAW and also proving His point that he was the Messiah who could heal the sick and cleanse the unclean. Jesus also did something that was only done by clear acts of God. Deep. The bacteria that causes Leprosy wasn’t found until the nineteenth century. So weren’t too many lepers getting cured…you could probably count them on one hand through the Bible except with Jesus.
The ten men began to walk to the priests. It must have been a slow going too because if you see the pictures and the descriptions of leprosy, the feet are swollen and most walked with crutches. The pain must have been excruciating and unbearable. As they walked the leprosy began to dry up and they began to regain their strength. Their patches dried up and their nerve endings began to have sensation again. All this was happening as they were walking toward the priests.
One of the men noticed his healing taking place and turned back to cry out to God and Jesus. He ran back to Jesus and lay prostrate at His feet, thanking Him profusely. The leper who ran back was not worried about the priests, the former leper could see them later, he was more concerned about thanking the Ones who healed him. Did you see what Jesus said to him? He said, "What happened to the other 9 that were with you? Were not all ten healed? Ungrateful Behinds!...They would probably never see Jesus again, yet they did not immediately turn back!
And then He made a special note to say that He was doing if for one who was unlike Himself. A different race so to speak.

How heavy is that?

They were all blessed but only one turned back…

9 times out of ten I probably don’t thank God enough for all His blessings…But I’ma start increasing that number.

I got a car today. Not my own. But its very nice and I can drive it till I get my new car.

Thank you Lord…You know I thank You right? I will praise You in the good times and the bad. Thank You.

Today I been thanking him 9 times 10.

Friday, March 24, 2006

Easter Suit #5/ More Fiya!

As LadyLee requested...MORE FIYA

This is the last dress. Yall can go ahead and vote for real now.

I really enjoyed this. This week has been fun and I thank each and every one of you for your input.

Stay tuned for your Bible lesson on the Ten Lepers.

Thursday, March 23, 2006

Easter Suit #4/ The Lady in Red

Well yall know my favorite color is Red...And it is my birthday month so RED will be worn every's Aries' signature color...Mars...the red planet...get it?....Awwww forget it and vote!

Oh...and my birthday is I expect a lot of love!!!

Tuesday, March 21, 2006

Easter Suit #3/ Over Gold

I'm digging the gold...but there are 2 more to come...

Thomas is sweet....he's not going to get a nickname...I made that decision last night.

You MUST check out EJ's Old School Mix today...He's jamming!!!!!

Easter suit #2/ Pretty in Pink

I usually don't like too much pink...but I like this suit...and if you buy the hat...u get the purse free!

Sunday, March 19, 2006

My Big Mouth/ Easter Suit #1

Messed around and got locked up...

No sooner than I blast off about being single and loving it....

Thomas asked me to be his could I say no? LOL....well there's more to it than that...and I've been keeping mum about it....But I will say he's cool peoples...

Do you really want to hear about that?...nah you don't....alls I can say is be careful what you pray for...and sound off about....

So here's a treat....Yall know how I likes to dress up...well I'ma let yall vote on my Easter can submit one as well...I wear a size 8 and I'd like a matching hat and/or shoes please... (Do you see the horns coming out? We are entering Aries...a very dangerous time my friends)

Here is Easter Suit candidate #1

with matching hat and bag and shoes:

I'm prepared to drop at least $300 for the outfit...probably more....

Yeah I'm a still a Diva.....Albeit a church one!....

Saturday, March 18, 2006

I'm Good, Thank You!

"I`ve been thinking of a new direction
But i have to say
I`ve been thinking about my own protection
It scares me to feel this way
What`s love got to do, got to do with it
What`s love but a sweet old fashioned notion
What`s love got to do, got to do with it
Who needs a heart when a heart can be broken?" (Tina Turner)

But Mami…ju need a mang
No I don’t Senor Cab Driver
Pero, a mang will help ju wit ju kids
Senor, what man you know helps out with kids? Especially those that are not their own. No Senor Cab Driver, I got this. I make out fine with my kids without a difference of opinion of how I should raise them.”

If you had a man, he could help you out with the bills and around the house.”
Mr. Metro North Ticket Taker, you are going to make my stomach hurt from laughing and snorting. You didn’t even mean that when you said it. Bills, maybe…a big maybe…but clean up? Ha! It’s ok… really…I make more than enough to do what I need to do and quite frankly…men cost money too.”

Well you could certainly use a man to fix things and take care of your car
Mr. Bus Driver, I put down the tiles on my floors by myself and everyone speaks of what a good job I did. I put together my own furniture and when something needs tightening…I get a screwdriver. I have had three cars and I pretty much know what I’m doing.”

Don’t you get lonely?”
Well Mr. Fine Co-Worker, I do. Briefly. Like 30 seconds worth. I’m busy as hell. Between the twins, work, church….I am lucky to get 5 hours of sleep per night. So I really don’t have time to think about what’s missing…I have to worry about what I need to do next.”

I am friendly person. Most of you know that already. Men usually. I have an open face, and I guess my personality is one that invites conversation. And that’s ok…cause I love to talk. But the conversation inevitably turns to a discussion as to why I don’t have a man or husband. The weird part is that when I say I’m happy to be single, people always try to point out what I’m lacking by not having one. That I can’t possibly go through life without having a man by my side. That I am deficient in my own abilities and can only function in this world with a man’s assistance.

What they don’t understand is that I have already added up the costs. I haven’t had a boyfriend since Raw. That’s a lot of time. There were brief interludes since then…but no full time man. In that time I have managed to focus on myself and my children. I finished college. I woke up out of my financial funk and straightened out my credit. I have learned hard lessons and have become a little wiser about the choices I made.

I also know that I couldn’t have done any of this with a full time man in my life. I am a sucker for love. There I’ve said it. And it has been true since I was 4 years old and I gave one of my diamond stud earrings to little Tyrone in my pre-school…because I loved him. When I am in love, nothing else matters. I neglect almost everything around me for that love. I focus on the man that I am with…thinking of ways to please him, take care of him, entertain him.

But while single, I don’t have to worry about a man getting upset that I wanted to blog with yall for hours.

Or getting mad because I change my mind 5 times in 5 minutes…always analyzing and figuring out the best way to make the most out of my time.

I can watch whatever I want…whenever I want….how ever I want.

I can be naked in my house without an observer.

I can decide if I feel like cooking…without worrying about any other stomachs than the twins’.

Those nights when I had to bang out a 7 page paper that was due the very next morning…I didn’t have worry about a man’s penis’ feelings being hurt because I just didn’t have an hour to serve it’s needs.

I don’t have to worry when I take communion…that I was sexing in 6 different positions last night with a man that I really don’t want to marry…but he’s good enough for right now.

Right now I’m focused. I no longer look at a man and say:

“Oh he’s good for right now”

“Girl, I ain’t trying to marry the man…I just need to use him for a while”

“I have needs…”

(Edit...with my apologies) Like now that we are in our thirties…is that really all that’s left to need? And how our views of men have changed almost to a similar version of how men speak about us? That we are all objects…to be used and discarded.

That’s not nice. That’s not fair.

I said those things before…without regard as to how it might sound to those around me.
But now I hear them and I cringe. It makes me feel sad. That someone (including me) would think that a brief interlude in the sack with someone that is not attached to you for any other reason than momentary release…would somehow make you feel better. Make you feel whole for a moment in time.

That’s why I’m whole now.

Honey (from last fall) was very incomplete. Although I could have worked with him as far as economically, his mental and emotional issues were too much for me to bear. He had things that happened to him and instead of trying to work out how he felt about the past, he self medicated with legal and illegal substances. He wasn’t whole. He had to go.

I enjoy my own company so much that I almost don’t want to share it with anyone else. Diva is a lot of fun! I love to spend as much time with her as I can. Having DJ equipment, 4 computers, a slamming stereo system, big TV with every channel on cable plus the DVR, hundreds of books, hobbies such as knitting, and crocheting, sewing and yes even paint by numbers sets. And we can’t forget the Playstation with my role playing games like Final Fantasy 7-10…I have a lot to bring me enjoyment without needing to play with a little piece of muscle.

What I would like is company. To enjoy these things with me. To Talk to me. Massage my back. Discuss politics and world events and God and the Bible. But there isn’t enough room for that now. I don’t have the time or the energy. I work 6 days a week so that I can save the $20,000 I will need by next June. So that I can buy my house and land. And in-ground pool. For my babies.

But I do have someone I been kinda seeing for the last 3 weeks. We went to dinner and we speak everyday for a few minutes. I see him a coupla times a week. We haven’t been anymore physical than a hug and peck on the cheek and we focus more on discovering each other mentally. He is aware that I am saved and that he will not be getting anything in the way of sexual gratification. Yet we are still making plans to do things including me accompanying him to a wedding in May where he will be the best man. A wedding where the bride and groom have waited 2 years and will not have sex until their wedding night.

It can be done. If you do it the right way.

So all you Misters….don’t feel sorry for me that I’m not in a relationship filled with doubt, deceit, drama and all the rest of the d’s like disrespect etc…

I got this….

Wednesday, March 15, 2006

Classic Repost (March 11 2005)

I'm working hard yall...and I know yall liked the cat Blogging piece I did...While looking thru my archives I found this gem from March 11, 2005. Funny thing is...I still feel the same way about Tyrone aka Puss in Boots....this is a true story that I found in the news...

I know my cat looks at me strange. He never lets me be in a room without him, always seems to be lurking around when I do stuff. Frankly sometimes he gives me the fucking creeps. But when I read this story? I'm gonna keep my eye on his ass from now on.

"Cat Shoots Owner
Thu Mar 10, 7:31 PM ET
BATES TOWNSHIP, Mich. - A man cooking in his kitchen was shot after one of his cats knocked his 9mm handgun onto the floor, discharging the weapon, Michigan State Police said.

Joseph Stanton, 29, of Bates Township in Iron County, was shot in his lower torso around 6 p.m. Tuesday, the state police post in Iron River reported. He was transported to Iron County Community Hospital.
Michelle Sand, a spokeswoman at the Iron River hospital, said Stanton was treated there before being transferred to Marquette General Hospital for further treatment. But Marcie Miller, a representative of the Marquette facility, said there was no record of the hospital receiving a patient by that name.
A telephone message seeking comment was left Wednesday at Stanton's home.
State police said he was cooking at his stove when the cat knocked the loaded gun off the kitchen counter behind him."

What an idiot!
I think that cat did it on purpose. Was probably pissed off about something. And the article says he had more than one cat. What the hell a man living alone need more than one cat for? and guns? What kinda gun tootin', NRA, cat lovin' man is he? Should have got himself a dog...Dogs protect you, cats just tolerate your ass!
And the cat shot him in the back! what the fuck? Cats are too fucking sneaky! That what he get for leaving his guns out while he was cooking....what was he cooking anyway?

Thursday, March 09, 2006

Signs As Clear As Day

I have to post before yall start sending out search parties and the po-po after my non blogging behind.

I am coming to you live from the Metro North train up to CT. ( well I was...I typed this on the way to work)

I am working again yall.

I know you’re like “Hey … didn’t she already have a job?”

Yeah…but do to circumstances beyond my control…and those in my control…That job is done. And believe was for the best!

Besides…with the help of the Lord and the blessings he has been sending my way….i have had more than enough funds to tide me over until I found a job that I really wanted. Remember back in Oct…when I did my hundred?...I told yall that I wanted to move down South. That I needed to move down South. It is time for me to own my own house. My kids need to be closer to their father in Atlanta. I need to be closer to my Grandma and C in Memphis.

But despite the fact that I knew I NEEDED to do these things and that it was what God put on my heart to do…I still tried to avoid the move…and created excuses to stay here…I’ll give you an example…and a personal testimony.

In February, a international financial advisory company called me for an interview. I had not sent them my resume…but they picked out my resume from an employment service I had signed up with last Dec. I went for the interviews…but the job is located in CT.

The people I interviewed with were very nice people. Apparently they thought I was too because they offered me the job the next day. At 45,000 and overtime…and a raise after 6 months. The firm has offices in every major city in the world. Including Atlanta and Memphis and I could transfer anywhere after a year.

I told them yes but then Columbia University called. They also had my resume and wanted to interview me. The position they were offering seemed like a dream come true. I interviewed and they immediately wanted me to come back for the second interview with the Director. On the same day I was supposed to start for the CT company. I called CT and told them I couldn’t take the job. I really felt as if Columbia would be the better choice…especially with the free tuition option.

The CT job was very disappointed. They asked why I couldn’t take the position. I told them that the commute was too much for me. 2 hours on the train and bus and until I got a car…I really couldn’t see myself getting my children up at 5 am…just so I could get a job by 8. I figured this was a good excuse and I went ahead with the second interview on that Monday. The interview with Columbia’s director of BlahBlaah…was incredible…She took me out to breakfast at a swanky place on Madison Avenue…and we really connected. She was leaving the next day for a conference and assured me that she would be calling me upon her return…but I wasn’t officially offered the job.

During that week of waiting, the CT company kept calling me back to see what they could do to get me to come work for them. They called me everyday. Finally I relented and said that if I could work a modified schedule of 10-4 during the week and work weekends…that I would consider it. They had 4 conference calls amongst themselves to try and work this out. The partner was convinced that I was the one to work with him and he wanted to do whatever they could to get me in there.

Thursday night…I agonized over the choices I was making. I prayed to God as I usually do and said:

“Lord I put this in your hands. Thy will be done. I want to follow the path you want for me. Wherever you want me to go…I will go. Where You lead me Lord, I will follow. If you want me in CT, I’ll go. Please just send me a sign so I can know that it’s from you.”

That night I slept really well and even forgot about my prayer and problems. The next morning, the CT job called.

“Diva, we can offer you the following : an interest free loan of $1500 to help you get a car. We are also going to increase your salary to $47,000 so you won’t feel the payment coming out of your check. We will give you this money along with your first paycheck on 3/17. You can work 10-4 during the week until you get a vehicle and make up the time at home. We have purchase programs with all of the major dealers and we can help you get a low price as well as a low interest rate on your car. We also have home buyer programs for you should you decide to buy a house. We will also pay for online training for the Harvard Business School”

That was my sign.

The Lord showed me what I needed to see. I took the job.

But you know what? I still wasn’t happy about it.

Until I talked to the twins.

I asked them if they wanted to move to Memphis because I could get a transfer as early as next April. Their little faces lit up so brilliantly. They were so happy at the prospect of moving and getting a house…and they miss their father so much…It would be better for them to be only 4 hours away from him…where we could coordinate visitation during the weekends and vacations…I knew I had made the right decision. They will be closer to their father. And I will be with my grandmother who needs me…and my sister C who needs me.

The Lord really does provide for all your needs and helps you make the right choices….

I can testify to that.

So I’m working now. They gave me a brand new IBM Thinkpad that is with me 24 hours…so you know a negro is happy!

I have to thank Jesus for showing me the way!

See how my (the Lord's) original plan is working out?

Sunday, March 05, 2006

It's Hard Out There For A Pimp by Craig Brewer

(My writing often seems like a IM conversation...I need to work on that)

(Post script: I can't believe these Negroes won an Oscar....and what was up with everyone looking all happy as ish? Am I missing something?)

Do you know who Craig Brewer is? He's the genius behind Hustle and Flow.

I wasn't a bit shocked that he was a white man. In fact, during a conversation with C...I said the writer was white before I knew who even wrote the movie. I am such a movie snob. I have always expressed my disdain for the typical black movie....I was the last person amongst my friends back in the see such films as House Party or Beat Street. I was first to see Krush Groove...cause it was filmed around my way!

But your average Negro film? Nah...that's ok...I might catch it on Cable....I went to see The Best Man...But not Two Can Play That you kinda get my drift right? I hate Buffoonery!

But I went to see Hustle and Flow....because it was filmed in my hometown of Memphis....see here's is a picture of me, C and Patty on the corner of Watkins and Hollywood....a year and a half front of my Auntie's thrift shop....So I went to see if it was was...Craig Brewer managed to

capture the poverty, grimeyness, degradation, the misery of the ghetto. A white man from Virginia could walk into a neighborhood I've known all my life....and spin a fictional tale about a pimp trying to become a rapper..

Craig tapped into something...big...the dreams of our black men...

(Now I'm not saying all black men...but many men you know are still holding onto what is an enormously unattainable dream? They need to be famous in some it a they won't commit their lives fully because out there is the star that their chasing and all their hopes are pinned on being famous..)

And then Craig made it into a movie...funny thing is he got backed by John Singleton and some good money to make the low budget flick from MTV ...and we all flocked to see it.....

Now it's going to be shown to countries all over the world. There's going to be big ratings for this Oscars. A lot of people are going to be tuning in to see if Brokeback Mountain gets all the nods. (another post altogether)

And during this time...the three hours plus that the Oscars will be showing on ABC...we will see some of the products of the environment that Craig Brewer chose to display...But's not Craig Brewer's fault...and he has some more movies coming out....

Black Snake Moan...starring Samuel L Jackson and Christina Ricci...portraying a young white nymphomaniac and the old Black blues man who cures her...Justin Timberlake and S. Epatha Wilkerson will also be starring in the film...

Craig is also doing a film called "Step In The Name Of Love"...I'm sure you already know what that's about.

My problem is with the music....Three Six Mafia will be representing Memphis and basically all of us on the primarily white show...and when they open their mouths....this is what they will be saying:

You know it's hard out here for a pimp (you ain't knowin)
When he tryin to get this money for the rent (you ain't knowin)
For the Cadillacs and gas money spent (you ain't knowin)
Because a whole lot of bitches talkin shit (you ain't knowin)
Will have a whole lot of bitches talkin shit (you ain't knowin)

In my eyes I done seen some crazy thangs in the streets
Gotta couple hoes workin on the changes for me
But I gotta keep my game tight like Kobe on game night
Like takin from a ho don't know no better, I know that ain't right
Done seen people killed, done seen people deal
Done seen people live in poverty with no meals
It's fucked up where I live, but that's just how it is
It might be new to you, but it's been like this for years
It's blood sweat and tears when it come down to this shit
I'm tryin to get rich 'fore I leave up out this bitch
I'm tryin to have thangs but it's hard fo' a pimp
But I'm prayin and I'm hopin to God I don't slip, yeah

Man it seems like I'm duckin dodgin bullets everyday
Niggaz hatin on me cause I got, hoes on the tray
But I gotta stay paid, gotta stay above water
Couldn't keep up with my hoes, that's when shit got harder
North Memphis where I'm from, I'm 7th Street bound
Where niggaz all the time end up lost and never found
Man these girls think we prove thangs, leave a big head
They come hopin every night, they don't end up bein dead
Wait I got a snow bunny, and a black girl too
You pay the right price and they'll both do you
That's the way the game goes, gotta keep it strictly pimpin
Gotta have my hustle tight, makin change off these women, yeah[Chorus]

This is garbage. I'm disgusted that my black men are going to get on stage in front of billions of people and talk about women this way. What the hell happened to a black man for him to feel this way about women period? I'm saddened by all the people who think its no big deal...or are even happy about this.

Oprah spoke about going to South Africa and having one of the African dignitaries say "Hi Nigger...How are you doing today Nigger" with a big juicy grin on his face. He had no idea that he was insulting her. He thought it was a term of endearment between black people. Somebody had to pull dude to the side to let him know that it was unacceptable. But this is a result of what they have seen in the media.

I feel the same way about glorifying the criminal occupation of pimping. I could go on and on...but I'll end this by saying

Forgive them Father, for they know not what they do. They put God in the lyrics...but I doubt that that's what He wants to be used for...I also doubt that if they had a love for a Higher Power...that they would be singing and portraying such evil tonights....

Friday, March 03, 2006

10 Ways To Tell If He's A Fool


As a child, I went to church every Sunday. An avid the age of 7 I could pretty much read the Bible front to back. So this was my hobby. The complexities and rituals that we followed usually went right over my head...but the words in the Bible? Well they fascinated me.


I love stories...and the Bible contained some of the best...and the only ones that I could read during the 6 hours we spend in church. Once I brought a Archie comic to church?...I got smacked upside the head right in the middle of the sermon...with the comic book.

C (my cousin/sister) and I used to play a game...well it was mostly me...I used to hit her with lines from Proverbs...and we would dissolve in laughter...

Lines like:

Speak not in the ears of a fool ( like when we would see folks whispering in church)

A whip for the horse, a bridle for the ass, and a rod for the fool's back. (When one of us would get a whupping)

and my personal favorite : A fool uttereth all his mind: but a wise man keepeth it in till afterwards.

But in looking into Proverbs 31...for my own personal transformation....I realized that it had more to teach me....

It taught me to be aware of FOOLS! Lord I don't want to marry a fool...or be in one's company for a long period of time...and the Bible tells me this as well.(Proverbs 14:7 Go from the presence of a foolish man, when thou perceivest not in him the lips of knowledge.)

How can you tell a fool?

1. Acts as if there is no GOD...(Proverbs 14:1 - The fool hath said in his heart, There is no God)

2. Has quick to anger issues ....(PR 12:16 - A fool's wrath is presently known: but a prudent man covereth shame)

3. Thinks he knows it all....(PR 12:15 -The way of a fool is right in his own eyes: but he that hearkeneth unto counsel is wise.)

4. Has no desire to learn further than what he already knows....(PR 18:2 - A fool hath no delight in understanding, but that his heart may discover itself.)

5. Has an affinity to curse and speak nastily .....(PR 19:1 - Better is the poor that walketh in his integrity, than he that is perverse in his lips, and is a fool)

6. You can't teach him nothing....(PR 24:7 - Wisdom is too high for a fool: he openeth not his mouth in the gate.)

7. He's a repeat offender (ie jail, drugs, cheating with women) ..... (PR 26:11 - As a dog returneth to his vomit, so a fool returneth to his folly.)

8. Says every and anything....(PR 29:11 - A fool uttereth all his mind: but a wise man keepeth it in till afterwards.)

9. Is prone to lying......(PR 10:18 - He that hideth hatred with lying lips, and he that uttereth a slander, is a fool.)

10. WILL NOT LISTEN TO THE WORD OF GOD .....(PR 23:9 - Speak not in the ears of a fool: for he will despise the wisdom of thy words.)

As I drew near to the end of this list...I realized that every man I have ever been with was a fool...Pray that the Lord sends me a wise man for my 2nd and last husband...

Thursday, March 02, 2006

3's and 4's

I'd rather be on the ones and two's... I have my first gig as DJ Clean Spirit!....I'm excited...yall wish me luck...I playing at a celebration of a person's life...She is still alive...however she has terminal cancer....I will be playing healing and uplifting I guess you can imagine that I can't play T-Pain!

Well here's my memes...plural cause I owed LadyLee her tag...and It would be wrong of me to do Sharon's first...and that would reek of favor-tism...And Lord I don't wanna do that! ;)

So here's my 3's and 4's.... I really wanted to write about fools today and how you can find them according to the BIBLE...and I really need to write about Raul Midon...but now that will have to wait...I may still do it today...since we're expecting another snowstorm GRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

DJ's 3's and 4's

3 screen names I have:

1. Domprncssa
2. DJ Diva 1973
3. AriesGirl

3 Physical things I like about myself:

1. My eyes
2. My lips
3. My breasts (Kill me...they still dont hang LOL)

3 Physical things I don't like about myself

1. My size 8 1/2 feet
2. My nose
3. I love there's nothing else


1. KFC- At 13...I posed as my 16 year old cousin...and obtained working papers in her name....and my first job as "Chris" was in Kentucky Fried Chicken. I worked the "Chicken Little" station. I would make 5 and eat 1. It was a good summer.

2. Translator - At 17 I convinced a publisher that I spoke Spanish and French fluently and I translated Spanish and French faxes...I lied...but I had some knowledge and a very good dictionary.

3. Bird Experimenter- In Temple I had the luck of finding a work study assignment with the Psychology Department. My job was to put them in these boxes and time them to see if they would learn to peck a lever for feed. But my main part of the job was weighing the pigeons twice a week and feed and water them....Those birds would freak out when I entered the room with my know I needed my music....I broke only one wing during my tenure...of which I'm proud...cause those damn birds would peck the webbing between my fingers...and the wing got broken when I tried to wear gloves...I did such a good job...that they wanted to promte me to working with the rats............I quit. I'm from the ghetto...we don't do rats.

4. Hotel Reservationist- I worked for Leona Helmsley.for.5.years. and. survived. Nuff said.


1. Purple Rain: I saw this in the Nova theater 8 times at the age of 12. It was my first video tape...AD bought me this on DVD when he brought my first DVD player. I introduced it to the twins about 2 years ago....I may just watch it again today. You will also want to include "Under the Cherry Moon", "Sign o' The Times (Concert Movie), and "Grafitti Bridge" to this as well

2. Dune: The SPICE...Man I am crazy about this flick. I sat through the mini series on channel 11 a million times...ok maybe 30...but I will sit for hours to watch this movie...Include "The Fifth Element" as a close second.

3. Amadeus: As a kid I saw this over and over...and I still cry when he dies at the end.

4. Conan: This is not an optional movie. When its on...I watch it...Period......I may have fallen in love with the Hebrew the moment when he told me he owned the soundtrack on tape..(I'm aging myself)

3 of my everyday essentials

1. My cellphone
2. Music
3. Sanity

3 of my favorite musicians

1. Prince (that's a no brainer)
2. Sting
3. Aretha Franklin

3 of my favorite songs

1. "And God Created Woman"- Prince
2. "Victim"- Candi Staton
3. "I Live You, I Love You" - Chaka Khan

3 of my hobbies right now

1. Blogging
2. Crocheting
3. Playing the Help Desk to the ghetto


1. Harlem, NY
2. Da Bronx, NY
3. Philadelphia, PA
4. Westchester County, NY


1. Grey's Anatomy
2. All Law and Order's
3. All PBS, CNN, News period
4. 24


1. Jamaica 2X- The first to Montego Bay to get married on the beach...the second after my Ocho Rios to get my groove back with AD...I'm going back to Negril...

2. St Maarten

3. Atlanta's All Star Weekend: We drove 22 hours in a snowstorm to get there

4. Philadelphia: right before the blackout in NY a few years ago...I had dropped the twins off with their father and went to Philly by myself for four days to learn how to line dance.

Ok well that's enuf....with all the other meme's I've done...this should be good enough!

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