POST YET UNNAMED

Upstairs in bed
With my ex boy
He's in the place, but I cant get joy
Thinking of you in the final throes
This is when my buzzer goes

Run out to meet you, chips and pita
You say when we're married (cause you're not bitter)
There'll be none of him no more
I cried for you on the kitchen floor

I cheated myself
Like I knew
I told you
I was tro-ou-ble
You know that I'm no good
-My Gurl, Amy Winehouse

Shame on you Senator Clinton!
The anti-Obama mailing that your people sent to us in Massachusetts last month, was unclear and misleading. I would scan it and put it on my blog, if I hadnt thrown it out on the way back from the mailbox. You're grasping at straws, and it shows. Have a little pride about yourself, dont go out like that!

Oh and that so-called plagiarism when Obama lifted part of his speech from Governor Patrick? Come to find out that line about the hits you've taken comes straight from Bill. Oh and the "we'll all be fine" comes straight from John Edwards!??!?!

Tim Russert caught you doing some plagiarism of your own on Meet the Press this past weekend!




If Im not speaking to my mother and one aunt, can I still plan my family reunion in 2009?

Why are those people at Citibank calling me again from Texas? 210-677-3600? Im on the do-not-call list until at least 2009. Now Ima have to write a threatening letter. Hate when that happens.

Why dont people comment on my blog anymore? My site meter says I have several readers, my comments say I only have three. I even changed over to "Open ID" so that people can log in under their non-Blogger blogs (wordpress, vox, etc.). I dont write for myself. I write to spark debate and get positive attention. Oh Well. I guess if I want attention, Ill have to go out and make friends... in "real life"... in Boston (Hah!)

Okay so, the shooting at the Aria Night Club last night pisses me off on many levels:
1. They always hand search me and my pocketbook when I go there (which is why Ive only been twice). Who got in with the gun? Or more accurately, who did they let in with the gun?

2. They always charge a cover, even for women. I wish I would be a woman with Double D, get charged a cover, get charged for some watered-down dranks, and then have to leave early because somebody shot up the place! Shoo!

3. They showed footage of the club right after the shooting. Why were people still standing around staring off into space? Now the police may have detained some of them. But when I go to the club, me and my gurls always plan an excape route and a Meet-Up location outside in case of fire, blackout, fight, terrorist attack or shootout. "Gurl, if sh*t pop off, meet me back at the car." Maybe its the New York in me, but I dont stay at the scene of an incident. I keep it moving, nosy can get you dead. But most importantly,

4. There are only about three, maybe four, clubs left in Boston proper that will allow Black/ Latino clientele with HipHop music. Regardless of the violence that happens on a regular basis at the white, and Asian clubs that play rock and techno music, venues are looking for an excuse to exclude Blacks, Latinos and our music. Now this shooter fool has given them all an out, even though this was clearly a failure on the part of the security staff and the club itself. After this incident, if I want to dance and hear good music outside of my own house, I will probably have to go deep into the hood or leave Boston all together just to dance! F*ckin Idiot!

There's only one disco/ They'll close one more/ You aint guardin' the door/ So whatcha gotta gun for?/ Do you rob the rich and give the poor?...

Since Ive written about an event in Boston, will UniversalHub pick up this post?

This dieting sh*t is about to kill me. But I have to get skinny so I can be nekked. That is my goal in life, for now. Ive decided to have one goal at a time. I want to be nekked and unashamed by my next birthday. After that, I can work on taking the Bar for the final time. Maybe someone will see me nekked and beautiful and offer to pay for my PMBR class and the $815 fee to take the exam. But I swear, if I see one more sprig of lettuce, Im gonna kill somebody! I havent had carbs (outside of a little breading on some fish/ chicken) since February 9th. At this point I just want to dive into a vat of Cheezits and eat my way to the bottom. ((sigh)) Hope this sh*t works. Just have to decide what "works" means.

PEACE AND BLESSINGS!