biggest pet peeve of the new generation is the camera phone. Sure its great to have one digital device that can encompass all your source of entertainment and communication but it does one evil thing that I can not forgive anyone for: it records.
You're at your favorite concert. You can hear your favorite performer. You can sense this is one of those memorable moments you have in your life. Then you pull out your phone and press record. Now your seeing everything through a 4.5 inch screen (if you're lucky). Nothing else matters anymore but getting a decent shot of what's going on.
It's cool that you can share this with someone later and maybe you might get enough hits on Youtube to feel good about your ability to press record at the right time. But you have unknowingly detached yourself from the moment that you should never be able to forget. Instead of giving more energy to a rock god that shines in front of you, you suck the light into your small digital device for your own selfishness. I can't stand people that press record.
Your hand should be up for no other reason but to pump your fist in rhythm of the sound that you came for. You should let the moment exist only in the special memory vault that contains everything that makes you yearn for happiness. Don't press record. Just pause. Just live it.
Sunday, March 25, 2012
Sunday, March 18, 2012
expectations
it's amazing how expectations drives a relationship. You know your significant other loves you dearly and wants to see you happy but still has an expectation that prevents you from your own happiness. And it doesn't have to be malicious or unfair. You might want to hang out with your friends and she is cool with that except the fact that she will be left alone on a Saturday night. Try as you might to notify her of your plans in advance but when the time comes and you are walking out the door, the only look on her face is abandonment. What's most confusing is when you ask if you should stay home, her reply will be no.
There goes your days of enjoying yourself with any other person but your woman. I guess it makes sense. A relationship is all about compromise. You do your best to meet the expectations of your partner. The struggle is when in turn you have some expectations that are not being met at the same time. Then begins the arguing and the emotions. Oh the wonderful emotions. Mixes so well with alcohol.
The only thing to do is to communicate. You can not meet every expectation. You just have accept the other persons point of view and agree that you see it differently. This might mean you will continue to argue about the same topic for the rest of your time together. Slip it in to any other argument that has anything to do with the situation. Most importantly keep it bottled in so that it frustrates you everyday. Then kill yourself. Good luck with marriage.
There goes your days of enjoying yourself with any other person but your woman. I guess it makes sense. A relationship is all about compromise. You do your best to meet the expectations of your partner. The struggle is when in turn you have some expectations that are not being met at the same time. Then begins the arguing and the emotions. Oh the wonderful emotions. Mixes so well with alcohol.
The only thing to do is to communicate. You can not meet every expectation. You just have accept the other persons point of view and agree that you see it differently. This might mean you will continue to argue about the same topic for the rest of your time together. Slip it in to any other argument that has anything to do with the situation. Most importantly keep it bottled in so that it frustrates you everyday. Then kill yourself. Good luck with marriage.
Friday, March 16, 2012
Mo' Postin! Mo' Postin! Mo' Postin!
so for Lent I gave up secular music. Jesus this is tough (no blasphemy). Gospel music is great. I miss it actually. But I really have to be in the mood for it. What's sad is that I don't have an even balance of hip hop, r&b, and gospel like I used to. I'm already thinking of how I'm going to fit gospel music in my regiment after Easter.
The problem is gospel music speaks about one thing (don't make me spell it out); other music has different topics that can be fun: baby momma drama, politics, fun with friends. I understand I need to stay mindful of God and his blessings but whats really fun is when Phonte spits game to a female in a verse that doesn't rhyme. You don't get cleverness like that with gospel.
Now I'm thinking maybe I should listen Christian Rap. You just missed it but I chuckled. I do not like it when artists try to get new age with gospel music; conforming to the new generation. Kirk Franklin is cool, but he does a good job of turning something old into new. I can't stand listening to a rapper cry about his past life as a thug and then turns his life to Jesus. You can't be gangsta for Jesus.
The problem is gospel music speaks about one thing (don't make me spell it out); other music has different topics that can be fun: baby momma drama, politics, fun with friends. I understand I need to stay mindful of God and his blessings but whats really fun is when Phonte spits game to a female in a verse that doesn't rhyme. You don't get cleverness like that with gospel.
Now I'm thinking maybe I should listen Christian Rap. You just missed it but I chuckled. I do not like it when artists try to get new age with gospel music; conforming to the new generation. Kirk Franklin is cool, but he does a good job of turning something old into new. I can't stand listening to a rapper cry about his past life as a thug and then turns his life to Jesus. You can't be gangsta for Jesus.
no. I will not man date
how do I tell this guy at work I don't wanna go on a man date? Dude's not from here, just like I'm from here and he's just like me: awkward. I get the idea to hang out because I don't know nobody and he don't, so we should be able to grab some beers and chill, right? Wrong. I mean it feels wrong. Can't we just hang in a group for awhile to find out if we have similarities? I don't know what to talk about with him. We from opposite races, opposite cities, opposite college backgrounds; not really a match made in heaven.
Even though I despised the idea on going a man date, we went to bar last week. Just to make it less awkward, I invited this other dude in a similar situation so it would be "guys" night out. Everything went alright. I was drunk off my ass and we ended up smoking a spliff. Was it the best night of my life? Nope. But now dude is asking me when we going to hang again and I gotta walk by him with awkward looks because I'm antisocial as f_ck and he is too. Unfortunately we don't have anything interesting in common. Sure he's a married man and I'm engaged so we can talk about married guy stuff but that only last so long.
This feels like when you meet a chick and you don't want to talk to her anymore but she don't get the hint. What's worst is that I have to work with him. Oh boy.
Even though I despised the idea on going a man date, we went to bar last week. Just to make it less awkward, I invited this other dude in a similar situation so it would be "guys" night out. Everything went alright. I was drunk off my ass and we ended up smoking a spliff. Was it the best night of my life? Nope. But now dude is asking me when we going to hang again and I gotta walk by him with awkward looks because I'm antisocial as f_ck and he is too. Unfortunately we don't have anything interesting in common. Sure he's a married man and I'm engaged so we can talk about married guy stuff but that only last so long.
This feels like when you meet a chick and you don't want to talk to her anymore but she don't get the hint. What's worst is that I have to work with him. Oh boy.
how i wish my coverletter would read
What it do,
You may not know it but I'm the bomb diggity. I'm the bomb at selling stuff people don't need and I'm the bomb at making you some money. If you decide to cut me in on the nonsense you sell at a booshie as price, we goin' blow up. Don't even bother looking at my resume, just hit me up on my celly and I'll let you know the 411 on the fun we'll have laughing at my black ass during the company picnic (you know I got some good ass fried chicken). Yo, straight up... I know you got some old foggies you looking to get rid of because your company stay on that new new. You need new shit? I'm that dude. I stay fresh to death. So check it, hit me up at 11:32am or 5:01pm, cause you know the j.o.b. be tripping about "personal calls." Hook a brother up.
Aight, one.
You may not know it but I'm the bomb diggity. I'm the bomb at selling stuff people don't need and I'm the bomb at making you some money. If you decide to cut me in on the nonsense you sell at a booshie as price, we goin' blow up. Don't even bother looking at my resume, just hit me up on my celly and I'll let you know the 411 on the fun we'll have laughing at my black ass during the company picnic (you know I got some good ass fried chicken). Yo, straight up... I know you got some old foggies you looking to get rid of because your company stay on that new new. You need new shit? I'm that dude. I stay fresh to death. So check it, hit me up at 11:32am or 5:01pm, cause you know the j.o.b. be tripping about "personal calls." Hook a brother up.
Aight, one.
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