Friday, December 16, 2005
- Songs of the South (banned in this country) ( I saw it as a kid years ago but do not remember much)
- Midnight Cowboy (still have yet to see it )
- Caligula ( still haven't seen the whole thing)
If Rebecaa had of been the Apprentice, I would hope she had of said the same thing. This is business, and things do not end in real life like a cute little mini series.
Thursday, December 15, 2005
What happened to that respect?
Nowadays, artists (both visual & musical) are viewed as the nuts of society. While our Hollywood stars and sports figures are earning millions of dollars a year; other artists are being nickeled and dimed and can't even afford to pay rent.
Hello America! We are great thinkers too you know. Many of us have degrees in education, mathematics, engineering, medicine and psychology. With out us many of your children would not be the critical & logical thinks that they are. So would you please stop pulling funding away from art, music and science programs. Stop telling your children that artist are always struggling & not happy people who are homeless.
If you supported you local artists like you support your NY Yankees or Boston Red Sox we would all be on the same playing field economically. Remember, you wouldn't be where you are without us. Think about that the next time turn your nose up to an abstract painting at a gallery.
Tuesday, December 06, 2005
Tuesday, November 29, 2005
Friday, November 04, 2005
Friday, October 07, 2005
Your Career Type: Artistic
You are expressive, original, and independent.
Your talents lie in your artistic abilities: creative writing, drama, crafts, music, or art.
You would make an excellent:
Actor - Art Teacher - Book Editor
Clothes Designer - Comedian - Composer
Dancer - DJ - Graphic Designer
Illustrator - Musician - Sculptor
The worst career options for your are conventional careers, like bank teller or secretary.
Tuesday, September 27, 2005
Saturday, September 10, 2005
Tupac would have been 34 years old this year. He could have gone back to school, got his degree and have been a multidiscipline art instructor or even a college professor with the wealth of knowledge he possessed. Instead he died a prophet yet a slave at 25 years of age. What a loss to my industry.!
Sunday, September 04, 2005
Friday, September 02, 2005
Dear Mr. Bush:
Any idea where all our helicopters are? It's Day 5 of Hurricane Katrina and thousands remain stranded in New Orleans and need to be airlifted. Where on earth could you have misplaced all our military choppers? Do you need help finding them? I once lost my car in a Sears parking lot. Man, was that a drag.
Also, any idea where all our national guard soldiers are? We could really use them right now for the type of thing they signed up to do like helping with national disasters. How come they weren't there to begin with?
Last Thursday I was in south Florida and sat outside while the eye of Hurricane Katrina passed over my head. It was only a Category 1 then but it was pretty nasty. Eleven people died and, as of today, there were still homes without power. That night the weatherman said this storm was on its way to New Orleans. That was Thursday! Did anybody tell you? I know you didn't want to interrupt your vacation and I know how you don't like to get bad news. Plus, you had fundraisers to go to and mothers of dead soldiers to ignore and smear. You sure showed her!
I especially like how, the day after the hurricane, instead of flying to Louisiana, you flew to San Diego to party with your business peeps. Don't let people criticize you for this -- after all, the hurricane was over and what the heck could you do, put your finger in the dike?
And don't listen to those who, in the coming days, will reveal how you specifically reduced the Army Corps of Engineers' budget for New Orleans this summer for the third year in a row. You just tell them that even if you hadn't cut the money to fix those levees, there weren't going to be any Army engineers to fix them anyway because you had a much more important construction job for them -- BUILDING DEMOCRACY IN IRAQ!
On Day 3, when you finally left your vacation home, I have to say I was moved by how you had your Air Force One pilot descend from the clouds as you flew over New Orleans so you could catch a quick look of the disaster. Hey, I know you couldn't stop and grab a bullhorn and stand on some rubble and act like a commander in chief. Been there done that.
There will be those who will try to politicize this tragedy and try to use it against you. Just have your people keep pointing that out. Respond to nothing. Even those pesky scientists who predicted this would happen because the water in the Gulf of Mexico is getting hotter and hotter making a storm like this inevitable. Ignore them and all their global warming Chicken Littles. There is nothing unusual about a hurricane that was so wide it would be like having one F-4 tornado that stretched from New York to Cleveland.
No, Mr. Bush, you just stay the course. It's not your fault that 30 percent of New Orleans lives in poverty or that tens of thousands had no transportation to get out of town. C'mon, they're black! I mean, it's not like this happened to Kennebunkport. Can you imagine leaving white people on their roofs for five days? Don't make me laugh! Race has nothing -- NOTHING -- to do with this!
You hang in there, Mr. Bush. Just try to find a few of our Army helicopters and send them there. Pretend the people of New Orleans and the Gulf Coast are near Tikrit.
P.S. That annoying mother, Cindy Sheehan, is no longer at your ranch. She and dozens of other relatives of the Iraqi War dead are now driving across the country, stopping in many cities along the way. Maybe you can catch up with them before they get to DC on September 21st.
Thursday, September 01, 2005
Monday, August 29, 2005
Who told R Kelly to do that tired dramatized nonsence. I wanted him to go back in the closet when he actually tricked me into watching that mess on BET last month. A already can't stand the brotha. I think I have given him more than enough attention than he deserves.
And who's idea was it to have simulations of ejaculations fountains all over the theatre. That was truly a male produced show.
Did you see Lil' Jon & Snoop try to cop a feel on their co-presenters. Ladies wear rat traps in your girdles next time.
The only thing that was cool was the fact that almost everyone was dressed to the nine. Even Lil' Kim looked slightly classy. I guess Jessica Simpson missed the memo...or her & Ashley had a cat fight prior to walking out. I can't see Nick letting ol' girl walk out the door w/that train wreck on.
The hosts for the After Show had absolutely nothing to say. That's a first! They were so drunk at the pre-show that by the time the After Show took place maybe they were just lethargic & hungover. ...Not!
Over all the writers & developers all need to be fired. MTV don't have SEAN host again.
Friday, August 26, 2005
I have had this crush for years. At least 10 years. My girl crush is:
I have always loved her style, her height and her shape. She is just fabulous......Wait a minute! RU is a man in real life right?
So much for me jumping on the bandwagon of girl crushes, huh?
Thursday, August 25, 2005
Any Hoo...I will be out of commission for a few days.
Pray for us.
Wednesday, August 24, 2005
Monday, August 22, 2005
Sunday, August 21, 2005
I am Powerful.
I can provoke change in the world.
I will not allow you, or anyone to
stand in my way, to my goal of positivism.
I am an educated and a powerful being,
and you cannot stop me:
The Powerful Me.
By Trina Slade-Burks
Saturday, August 20, 2005
Friday, August 19, 2005
Thursday, August 18, 2005
We came across several more Black Butterfly t-shirts.
The illustration is by Anthony Burks and the poem is by JohnDre Jennings a.k.a Black Butterfly
Please contact me if you are interested. It is printed on oatmeal colored XL ladies Beefy Tee. See the poem that is feature on the back.
Okay unlike New York, men who take public transportation or rides a bike are typically losers. They either have a suspended license, no car, no job and no clue. Only 23% may actually have a legit reason for taking public transportation. These would be:
- they live in another county and their vehicles are at the train station in their county
- they work for the city, county or state
- they are a student
- they are new in town
- they are a tourist
- they are elderly and shouldn't be driving
Okay this brotha walk up to me; he had to be about 29-30; his shorts were big and baggy like he was 16 hanging off his butt exposing his tighty whities, his shirt was wrinkled, he was wearing Lugz boots in 97 degree weather and he was chewing his gum like a cow chews cud, and he obviously had no destination.
He walk up to me, which was already a bad move, and says..."hey Miss, how u doin'?"....Alright my first thought was brotha I am hot, I need to get to work and why are you out here in the middle of the day instead of being at a job. But I barely cracked a smile and said. "Alright". My lack of interest didn't scare him away.
He asks "So you want to hang out some time?"
Me "Like where?"
Brotha says, "we can hang at your crib"......Then I said "I doubt my husband would want some dude without a job hanging at our house except my 9 year old and my 12 year old."
Ya think that would have scared him off. Oh no! He's like, " Oh so you are married? How long?
Now I'm really irritated...Why does this guy think I want to talk. "14 years"
He's like, "Wow, that's a long time. You don't sound like you come from here. Where you from?"
" How long you been UP here?"
Dumb brotha doesn't know he lives down here. "14 YEARS!"
"Oh so you got married and moved here?"
His dumb azz looks at my right hand where my high school ring is and asks, "So where is your ring?"
I quickly hold up my left fist up to expose my heart shaped ring w/the anniversary ring.
" Oh okay" He smiles and "It was nice talkin to ya"...And he walks away.
That's all I had to do? Hold up my damn fist! I should have did that shit at the beginning, huh!
Monday, August 15, 2005
Sunday, August 14, 2005
Wednesday, August 10, 2005
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JILL GABRIELLE WILSON - HAMLETT, A celebration of life: Jill Gabrielle Wilson Hamlet February 25, 1969- April 27, 2005 Kind, nice, loving, caring, thoughtful, brave, courageous, noble, understanding, adoring, helpful, beautiful, supportive and strong. These are the words Nathaniel uses to describe his mom. Jill Gabrielle Wilson Hamlett is a model of how to let God lead the way to a life filled with love. She is an example of how fulfilling life can be if we focus on the opportunities God promises and not the obstacles life presents. While Jill Hamlett's body finally gave out, her spirit never did. During her time on this earth, wherever she went, Jill sprinkled the world with seeds of kindness and compassion that bore the fruits of love. She taught us more than we could ever teach her and she left a template of how to always be the best that we can be. Jill's legacy will be carried on by her husband Reginald Hamlett and her children Nathaniel Christian and Joshua Gabriel; her mother Judith Wilson, her brother Craig Wilson and sister Traci Wilson; her maternal grandmother Dorothy Ayers; her sisters and brothers-in-law; her five nieces and one nephew and a host of aunts, uncles, cousins and close friends. She was preceded in death by her father Franklin Wilson and grandfather William Ayers.
Published: Monday, May 2nd, 2005
Vance became extremely frustrated during her run on SNL because she was overwhelmingly written into sketches as either a prostitute or a maid. She opted to leave the show because of this, and her final performance on the show was singing a song called "I Played the Maid," a tribute to black woman in Hollywood.
Diagnosed with breast cancer in 1990, Vance underwent a single mastectomy and incorporated the experience into a solo skit, "The Radical Girl's Guide to Radical Mastectomy." Unfortunately, the cancer recurred in 1993 and she died the following year.
Anthony Burks, a native Floridian, born on December 18, 1967 is one of the most unique and prolific conceptual of both fine and commercial artists in America. He works numerous forms of media including color pencil, pen and ink, pastels and watercolor.
A graduate of Art Institute of Fort Lauderdale with a degree in Visual Communications, he has accomplished many things in his professional career. He is co-owner of A.T.B Graphic Designerstm which is an art and graphic design resource service.
Anthony Burks' collectors of his art are people of different professional disciplines including poets, educators, doctors and even a judge. The Cornell Museum in Delray Beach, Florida has one of his original pieces entitled Freedom in their permanent collection.
Some of Anthony's work is presently on display at Expressive Vibes Art Gallery in West Palm Beach, Florida.
Photographer of New York
Born & raised in the East Village of New York City. Secularly she works as a Project manager for an engineering firm overseeing various construction projects including the redevelopment of World Trade Center. One of the things that she tries to hone into whenever possible is shooting & developing B/W images; in particularly, part of the human form in all its appeal.
Tuesday, August 09, 2005
Monday, August 08, 2005
I know many of us have hid our ages. Well I am 37 years old & proud of it. So all of y'all hiding your ages better quite trippin, because the chick w/the slam book knows tha truth.
Wednesday, June 29, 2005
Tuesday, June 07, 2005
Here is one of mine