Real Soul Sundays

I need to start my week with a clear mind. Sunday is my day to release, relax, and reflect.

Anthony David and Inidia Arie

Eric Roberson

Hope

Floetry

…And LUTHER VANDROSS

I’m just need to take a few moments and allow myself to get wrapped up in the melody, the lyrics, just the soul of it all. Just a few moments to reflect. Even if I’m stressed out on Tuesday. I know that Sunday will be my release.  I don’t need to be stressed today. I won’t be. I will listen until my feet hit the ground lighter. Until I believe love is waiting at my front door. Or just until the song ends.

 

Be Easy,

 

KD

You shot my pinky toe…

All I see is Della Resse in “Harlem Nights”.”This muthafuck shot my pinky toe!!!!”

 Geesh, out of all the coonery shooting accidents I’ve heard of this by far is the cooniest.

Now I wonder…How the hell do you shoot your self in the leg? I mean I’m sure there are tons of possibilities but when you make 35 million dollars using your legs, I would be a little more careful. Shit, Tina Turner has her legs insured for how much? And you’re running around playing Cowboys and Indians with a damn pistol. Grow UP!!! Somebody should call Eddie Murphy, pay him to get dressed up in a zoot suit, and shoot yo ass. At least that way when people hear the story they don’t go…WHAT THE HELL??? PLEXICO BURRESS…you should be shamed.

Still, I pray you recover fully. I’m not a huge Giants Fan or anything of the kind, but your human, and I’m trying to be kind. DUMBASS!

 

Sunday Morning,

 

KD

I’m Thankful for My BlackBerry…

Happy Thanksgiving.  Feliz el dia de gracia. Fuckin’ Turkey Day.

However you celebrate, I hope you spend it with people who truly love you or the people who tolerate you during major holidays.

I am not a big fan of any holiday where all my family is smushed into one room. It’s not because I don’t love them. I do. My family holds parts of me that are off limits to the rest of the world. Its just that we are too much a like to co-exist without someone having an attitude that last until the next holiday. That person is usually me. I had to be the mouthy one. The rebel. The almost outsider. I’m ok with that, sometimes. Sometimes I just wish I could find my way into the middle of the conversation with out trying my damndest. I wish I could just go with their flow. I can’t. I don’t flow that way. But either way I love them. Even if I’m nervous about what dirty stares or arguments today will bring.

But before I get to that I want to make a list of what I am truly thankful for. I know that my list is pretty materialistic. I’m working on it, but if I didn’t share I wouldn’t be vulnerable and opening myself up, like I promised I would.

Things I Am Thankful For:

My Mother

My Friends – All of them without exception

Family- All most all without exception

My blackberry

My Pea coat

My imagination

My library card

Breakfast sandwiches

Orange Juice

BREATHING

OBAMA

Cosby Show Re-Runs

Neo-Soul

New-Clothes

Memories

Chap stick

My Barber

Learinng

The Freedom to Fall

Happy Hour

 

Yeah…What are you thankful for this holiday? You have to be thankful for something no matter how trivial or stupid other people may think it is.

 

Fasting till 5,

 

KD

Answer this later…

Jia is the BUSINESS. Hand Down. I respect her point of view, her drive and her hustle.

I watched this video and wanted to respond, but I want to be responsible and not over sleep again. I will respond. If not today, then tomorrow, or while I’m at work.

Comment if you feel the need.

 

KD

Lessons in Editing and Why Spencer Pratt has Women Beater Tendencies

Im anti-editing. I don’t like to edit. Its my least favorite part of the writing process. I have a tendency to over edit and miss all the important stuff. I know as an English major, I should be more conscious of these things, but I’m working on it. My blogger wife has forced me to up my vocabulary game, and start to look at my work to see if I am effectively getting my point across. What good is this blog if I’m the only one who can understand it? My tthoughts should be clear, not cryptic. I’m going to start editing as I go along. I hope it’s working.  My fear is that if I edit I will snatch some of that Cayenne pepper feeling out of my writing. I normally write on an emotional whim, just like I live my life. I will find a healthy balance between the two. Hopefully, the blogs that follow will be just as emotional, just as thoughtful, edited, and written as if I had taken several upper level English courses. Which I have, and passed, successfully. I know its hard to believe.

On to more pressing issues.

THE HILLS

I have always though that Spencer Pratt was a bit off. Before I thought he might like little girl twat. There was something about that beard ,that screamed dusty constructing van, timberland work boots, and penny candies. But I changed my mind, he’s not a pedophile, He is a woman beater! A master of domestic violence. Yes. Look at the signs.

1. He’s super possessive

2. He’s succeeded in isolating his victim from her family.

3. He made her give up her life. i.e. Job and apartment

4.He emotionally gut punches her on the regular.

Should I wait for the bruises or the crack pipe to surface in the routine traffic stop. I’m just saying. I’ve seen it happen trust me.

 

Getting Better,

 

KD