Yes?
No?
Guess I’ll just wait and see…
Photo Moral #1: If you give a damn, how ’bout you spend more than a dollar on your pregnancy test.
Photo Moral #2: If you don’t have enough money for a legit pregnancy test, you should probably be hoping for a “not pregnant” result.
Â
So some of my NYC buds (Elon James White, Baron Vaughn and Reese Waters) started a new blog called This Week in Blackness. So hilarious. They haven’t been up for long, but there are some really funny features on there. My favorite is “IS THIS RACIST – with Baron Vaughn” — a must read for sure ;) Check it out and submit some of your own questions. It’s all in fun and I am willing to guarantee that you will holler at the response he posts. I heart Baron. Such a funny brotha.
Support their site! But then come back here ;) No defecting allowed! tee hee ;)
E
… Cause I know those e-mails were about to start pouring in ;)
I figured out the Blackberry mystery and just in case there was anyone else out there wondering how to do this, I wanted to share. I just talked to 3 way more technicalĂ‚Â people who own Blackberrys (or is it Blackberry’s… or Blackberries?) and they didn’t know either so I don’t feel so bad… When typing alpha characters into a phone field all you gotta do isĂ‚Â hold the “ALT” key and type the letter you want to enter on the QWERTY keypad. The letters show up and then when you press “Send” it translates to the numbers. Hooray!!!
You’re welcome ;)
I like to think of myself as a fan of modern art. I haven’t formally studied or read a great deal of literature about it, but when I see a piece I really like there’s little to nothing that can stop me from buying it — and I mean nothing, including not having a place to put it or enough money to buy it. I’m reckless that way.
While I was at Howard I developed a fondness for collage and mixed media art. There is a permanent piece in the Howard University Gallery Lounge by renowned African American collage artist Romare Bearden that I fell in love with. And ever since then I’ve had a weakness for the medium. Clearly I’m in no position to fill my little 1 BR with original pieces of art from some of my favorite collagists, but I’ve discovered some amazing local DC artists who do amazing work that I’ve been fortunate enough to meet and purchase pieces from.
As y’all know I spend most Sunday afternoons at Capitol Hill’s Eastern Market. Even when I’m inside-out-pocket broke, I’ll rustle up some loose change or a few singles from my ’emergency stash’ and at least come back with some fresh cut flowers or some fresh fruit or veggies… Here are a few pieces I’ve bought from local artists who have booth space at the Market:
This piece is by Jackson-Collins. Bottom line, he is amazing. An internationally acclaimed artist, you’ll often find him at the market working on a piece he’s not planning or willing to sell. If you get the chance to go and just talk to him you’ll be intrigued, I promise. An art and music purist, his love for both shines thru in all he does and says. Continue reading →
So, I’ve been slacking a little on reading some of my favorite blogs. And I just came across a gem from a few weeks back written by comedy buddy, vigilante pundit, and my personal blogging hero, Baratunde Thurston. The post is about the need for Barack Obama to clear the air and answer all questions and address all issues related to Black people in this country in order to shut the media up. Such a funny post!
Here are my three favorite “questions” from the blog (in no particular order):
Check it out here and ENJOY!
From Passiveaggressivenotes.com. I heart this:
Oh and I couldn’t leave this gem out from Toothpaste for Dinner:
Soooo Johnny Boy, it’s time to lace up your track shoes and start practicing your high knees because you are well on your way towards doing short sprints around Maury Povich’s studio. I don’t know why we still get surprised when these politicians do dirt. They are human and just as likely — if not MORE likely — to do evil shit.
How awesome would it be if there was “a very special Maury” just for politicians and religious figures to determine paternity of alleged love children. John Edwards, Jesse Jackson, Jacques Chirac… It would be EN-TER-TAIN-ING!
Here’s a random sidebar b/c I’m a little loopy this afternoon. Do you think when women are being screened for the Maury show the producers make them take off their shoes and clock how fast they can run around the studio? Do you think that any women get denied for being too slow. Sorry Keisha, you *do* have 7 baby daddy’s but your “40” time is waaaaay to slow…
Exhale… I am so embarrassed that I typed this entry, but that’s not gonna stop me from posting it. And don’t judge me because you read it.
Piece,
EJ
(Yes I am aware that is the wrong one)
Fla. man dials 911, complains his sub had no sauce
2 days ago
JACKSONVILLE, Fla. (AP) — The sauce for a spicy Italian sandwich was apparently a must have for one Florida man. The man, Reginald Peterson, called 911 twice after a sandwich shop left off the sauce.
Peterson initially called the emergency number Thursday so that officers could have his subs made correctly, according to a police report. The second call was to complain that police officers weren’t arriving fast enough.
Subway workers told police that Peterson, 42, became belligerent and yelled when they were fixing his order. They locked him out of the store when he left to call police.
When officers arrived, they tried to calm Peterson and explain the proper use of 911. Those efforts failed, and he was arrested on a charge of making false 911 calls.
Peterson did not have a listed phone number.
Haha… I saw this at Crunk & Disorderly and it reminded me of this gem.
You’re welcome.
