Thanks St. Valentine. Thanks a lot.

The day before valentines is always interesting. Tommorrow won't be any different than today except for the fact that every guy is running around trying to snatch up the last valentines card, the last box of chocolates, the last teddy bear so that their women won't be mad tommorrow. But after the gift giving and the hopeful chance of gettin' some, the day after tommorrow won't be any different than today. So you have to wonder what valentines day will be like when you are old and gray. If you are still in love than the little's thing like a heart shaped figurian will excite your companion because this day will have come and gone so many times that nothing will matter any more. But still you must participate in some way on this day because James Brown was right, this world would be nothing without a woman. So men, do your job and give a lady a valentines. She don't have to be your girlfriend or buddy(ATCQ). Just make sure every girl is appreciated tommorrow.

So to all the ladies, g smooth says, "hi".

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Freeze.
And let the thought inside consume your only soul you'll ever hold in control of this world.
Let it go.
So that in return the glorious sufferage will be what we were made for.
Take heed.
When its over, you shall be great.

hi my name is... and moms love me

so I'm at work. Tired. Who isn't tired at work? I want to find a decent job that I don't end up tired by the end of the day. Where I don't feel like I have to take a nap as soon as a I get home. And I'm tired of having to go to work complaining that I'm going to work. Damn it, it has to be done, so why do I have to remind myself I hate the place (that and getting out of bed in the morning).

so anyways I'm at work. Customer service type job. My deal is get them in get them out. Don't ask questions you don't want to hear the answer from. But every once in a while someone puts a smile to my face. Anywho, a woman walks up to my station, "hey how are you doing?"

"Fine, how are you?"

"Good. Are you married?"

my thoughts (what the hell do I looked married? I look mad young)
"No I'm not married"

"Well I have a daughter that..."

my thoughts (wait is moms trying to hook me up with her daughter?)

"...could be interested in meeting you."

my thoughts (yup, moms is pimp)

After I told her my age, she said I was too young ("Aww you're a baby"). But I realize that moms love me. Maybe they recognize what young women fail to see, a good man. But I wonder what if I wasn't too young and she did try to hook me up with her daughter, how strange would that be? What if I played the girl and then moms gonna come down on me and all? Or worse what if she was ugly? What if I never told my age and I got with the older chick? Why she so old without a man and her moms gotta hook her up?

The answer to all these questions matter not because I got 8 chicken wings for 79 cents at the farmers market. They weren't all that good but hey who can beat that deal?

My name is... and I love chicken.

what's up about nothing

I think I take a different kind of look at life. To all of those that are weak, unreliable, and no hope for the future I say throw them to the lions (which consists of a bunch of alley cats, but they got rabbies). In order to counteract this feeling I try to help as many people as I can but then that back fires. There is only so much I can help sometimes and then I want to get my shotgun and shoot somebody.

What I really wish was that I was a samuari or a ninja, you know Asians with honor. You descrase your family, you kill yourself; you have one too many babies, you kill one of them; you go to school to learn, you actually learn something, or you kill yourself. Basically, life isn't some precious thing that we all need to savor and try to make extra long. Live it! or kill yourself.

things that make me laugh

- jiggling fat people
- ignant ass people
- jello
- adult swim commercials with the funny faces (they scare me too)
- Bender
- Demitri Martin
- lots and lots of liquor
- monkeys (its been researched and proven)
- things that go boing
- a monkey with a wrench (monkeywrench get it?)
- white wanna be rappers (king of the burbs on the white rapper show)
- little kids that fall down or run into things (if you don't laugh they'll cry)

UPDATE COMING SOON...

dreaming of the amazon

forget this, I'm moving to brazil. I'm going to live off the amazon river trading goods with the locals on my boat. I'll find me a nice brazilian woman that knows nothing about a Halle Berry or a Paris Hilton or a Will Smith. All she will know is how to make a living by painting on ceramic vases and blank canvas. And she'll make love to me and only me and think of nothing better. The music we will love will be the chorus of our children running around as the river caresses the boat. At night when we pass through pirate infested waters my family will recognize me as the brave warrior who shows no mercy to those that intefere with our lives. My wife will sleep comfortablely in my arms at night, knowing that I am her protector and she is the precious treasure in my life that I will kill and survive for.

That's what I'll do. Leave all of the foolishness behind and go back to being a man. No desire for riches and gold, no want for anything better than a delicious meal. Bills, who needs them? Expenses, for what? A budget, get the flup outta here. Now if I can just save enough money to get a first class airplane ticket.

and now a moment with g smooth

g smooth on thick chicks:
"They can get it"

g smooth on older women:
"They can get it too"

g smooth on taller women:
"They can get it with a ladder"

g smooth on women with reading glasses:
"I'll throw a book at them and they can get it"

g smooth on women with kids:
"They can get it, but keep the kids at home"

g smooth on women that talk to much:
"They can get it in the mouth"

g smooth on women with an attitude:
"They can get it. Beeahtch!"

g smooth on commitment:
"She won't get it, she never will"

in the spirit of things

Happy holidays yall. Unless you brave to go against the government, Merry Christmas and Happy New Year, throw in a Kwanzza because of affirmitive action. Holidays have been reduced down to one thing, being with family. This year I got no gift, I didn't want one. Just being at home with the folk that first loved was gift enough. This year actually was for the new generation, the grandkids. Oh how their little minds are blank slates ready to be filled with whatever crap we tell them only later to have that slab broken into pieces and reconstructed leaving gaps of forgotten information.

Excuse me.

So I had fun at home and now I'm back to the living dead called a job and bills to pay. Besides being able to do my job in my sleep, literally, I find nothing interesting in life anymore. This sucks. So for 2007 things will be different. Don't know how yet but that's the fun part of life: doing things that you have no idea how it will turn out.

The Find

While searching for the most of the most, the most will not see what most have already found. In search of the find.

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I feel like saying something so meaningful, so important that it shakes the very steps of every politician, every right winged, left winged, democratic, republican, every man that shares the air on this earth, every woman the births into the this world another being of hate, love, tragedy, success. I want to say something powerful, but all I have to say is... what's a ni**a gotta do to get some food around here?

yo whats up

what's up with people telling their whole life story when they need something from you. And then they say, well this is between me and you. Well player I never wanted to know in the first place, so how come all of a sudden I have to hold a secret. That's not fair. I really don't care what happened, what the hell do you want? It seems to me like they want to sugarcoat the whole asking process. Don't mess around with me, you need something say it.

something interesting I heard a couple of days ago. Basketball and football are hood sports. Really?! I ended up agreeing with the person because, unfortunately its true. Black people are great at sports because we were bred to be but now its a way out of the hood, so many people in the hood play it everywhere. So what are the odds of my future son playing for a professional team, slim to none (unless lisa leslie is looking to have some babies). But there are other sports like tennis, golf, pool. They are still considered white sports but still atheletic therefore any black kid would dominate the game meaning: scholarships galore baby. That's right I won't have to pay a cent for my kids' college. We have to think ahead black people. Sure basketball and football are great sports (eh hem, THE greatests sports), but if your kid can run real fast, try putting a racket in his hands and see if he can hit a ball at the same time. Might be a good investment.

now let me break something down so that it will forever be broke (Love Jones). Why all of a sudden I'm the worst guy in the world because I didn't want to be with a couple of girls. I didn't even date them, there was no relationship (which I made very clear) but now I'm considered one of the bad guys. Listen, I like what I like when I like what I see. And if I don't see you in my near or distance future, you're just a for now girl. No strings, no emotion just kick it with me for a while and move on when I don't call you no more. To tell you the truth... wait a minute I could tell you the truth about yourself and the reason why you just a for now girl but I don't need all that noise afterwards. And I'm not saying I'm God's gift to man (well maybe to one special lady) cause there is a lot of things wrong with me, but I don't need the things wrong with you becoming my problem. Ya feel me. So ease back, relax, and........... Let it burnnnnnnnnnn. (Usher)

I hate youuuu
I hate youuuuu
I hate youuuuuu
You're cool.....
I hate you and I'm out! (Half Baked)

Cruisin' Like I'm Grown and Sexy

I was on a cruise a couple of weeks ago with the coolest people on the cruise boat. Disclaimer, the cruise was filled with old white people. Either way I had fun. Lots of fun. So much fun I'm now physically tired from the vacation. That and now I realize I have a lot of work to catch up on. A lot. I wish I was back on the boat everyday playing Uno at 3 a.m. That's right, there will never be a time like that here in ATL unless if I'm doing a project for school.

My greatess realization on this cruise is that I need to hang out with college graduates. Something about these type of people make me feel comfortable and urge me to continue in the reach for success. Graduates are like everybody else, probably party harder than anybody else but occassionally you will find us in a conversation with some substance and meaning. Not neccessarily intellectual, but definitely worth dicussing. There is nothing like meeting another college graduate because I feel like there are on my level and won't be labelled as stuck up or boogie. All and all I love people with some thought and at the same time love to have fun. To every other type of person I meet, good luck on trying to be associated with me.

Here are some pics:

Passing Bye

beautiful eyes, beautiful smile
beautiful walk, beautiful talk
you're beautiful but don't want to hear it
you see it coming from a mile away
taste it in the back of your throat
you almost choke, gag reflex from it all

so when i step up, there is no room for failure
can't express the girl i imagine you to be
the misuse of confidence can lead to the ignorance of your heart
will i lose it all before the touch of your soul
that i can't control but looking into your eyes is all i own
along with a smile

you're young, the sparkle of an unwritten future blinks on your eye
the idea of me included in your after thoughts is a dream
i can't wait to close my eyes and feel you inside
so let me tell you exactly how i wish this first meeting to end
to leave you with the thought that i was nice
and wouldn't mine saying hello again

Trapped

When you stepped out of bed this morning you didn't think you would find yourself here did you? Didn't think you would be trapped in a state of mind where nothing seems real but everything feels like the scorching pain you get when you remind yourself of the furture. Well now you are here. You have nothing else to face but what's in front you. Can you handle it? Oh you want to look at like you have some heart left? Jam this into your heart. There is no way out. You are too scared to end it and too weak to fight it. What you want to be over soon will last longer than you can possibly believe and you will feel every last emotion this sick and twisted world has to offer. You can't wait till you're on the other side can you? It'll soon come, till then this is life. Enjoy.

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if I can just interject. Wet willies are real!!! That means nothing to a lot of you I know but who cares. Cuz really do I ever make sense. I'm at work today staring into nothingness and secretly typing that the worst place I'm ever wasted time is right here at work. It sucks. Damn women keep cussing me out I'm a have to slap a trick.
Moving on. Music is big to me but I have nothing new. But guess what? I got a new stereo in my room. Now I can listen to my favorite tunes in the morning.
(Thoughts are incomplete)

put another 45lb plate on that side

I'm back in the gym you lazy bums. Yeh I'm talking to you, internet browser. As you sit in front of the screen veggitating and slowly dying as you soul is sucked through your usb port, I was at the gym. Pumping iron, feeling like a man, feeling accomplished, feeling young again. I'm back in business baby. I just need a routine, so if anybody knows of one holla. I'm trying to get bigger and more defined.

The most fun about the gym is the 20 min. of cardio. It starts of easy and I think I can do this all day. Then five minutes roll by and I start breathing heavy (ah oh). Sweat starts running down my face. I huffing and puffing but all I can think of is where I used to be doing the same kind of exercise. For instance when I'm running on the treadmill I think of the espinage I used to run in Boston. The Charles River to my left, the skyline, the Mass Bridge, all beautiful at night. Today I was on the bike and I thought of when I used to ride a bike to get everywhere. The most fun was playing tag in the woods. Pedaling as fast as I can to get away or catch someone, that was fun. Next thing you know my 20 minutes are up and I have to cool down. I call it my way home.

Peace to BU and the rock. Always in my foundation.

generation to generation

What I just realized the other day scares me. I may not be able to teach my kids everything I want. Think about it. As I grow older I realized there are things my parents didn't tell me about. Did they want me to figure it out on my own or was it that they didn't have time. For instances, they never taught me how to handle money, get a job, or any responsibility outside of school. Were they sure that school would get me everything I need in life (sadly I'm finding out academics is not the only thing in life to learn). How come pops never had talks with me about paying bills or having business ventures? Answer: the man was too tired. Working hard to pay the bills, fixing a house, fixing a car and then he was suppose to have one on one time with me. Man when I come home now, I don't want to do nothing but sleep. Imagine when I have kids. I'm not going to think about going home to teach a kid another lesson in life. All I want to do is rest. And that sucks. There is so much I want to teach my kids but I may just wind trying to make sure they are disciplined and well behaved (which is even harder). Well all I can say to my future kids is good luck. Life is never easy.

spoken

Say something powerful
Say something meaningful
Say something the kids will won't to hear and listen to
So that one day when they start to understand the meaning of all this
What you said made sense.

When you say it,
Say it with a base in your voice
Say it with a slick metaphor
Say it with a cool rhyme that's on time and oh so fine
Cuz the only way the people will listen is if there is a melody to it.
And if they don't get it at least they enjoyed it.

Right before you say what you're gonna say
Sit down and say it to yourself
Make you the audience of your mind
And if what is coming out is bullspit, take it out
Say it till you get it right

Because one day you'll have to tell the world.
One day they'll all look back at you for the answer
One day you will stand from an urge deep inside your knees
One day you'll be in front of the microphone with a pair of ears on each head
Yearning for your voice.

Speak the truth
Speak your mind
Speak from your grandma's soul
Speak from the depth of the place where you're afraid to go
Speak until you're cold and graved in bed

And when you've spoke, walk up to the little boy
Ask him did you remember what I said
If the answer is yes, then you may proceed to your death
But if no, you must kiss him on the head.
May God bless his soul through the eternity he faces ahead.

a birthday hardly remembered but never forgotten

Peace and love to all who were with me for another year of this life. I appreciate all your messages, calls and good times. Thank you for your support and encouragement as I make my way through this jungle of a world.

Now that is out the way. Birthday night was something else this year. No details here. If you know me, I told you, if I didn't tell you, you can guess. To all of yall that didn't call or leave a message = bums. I had fun though, morning after was horrible but its all worth it because the night before will always be remembered with a smile.

I'm a wild boy and thats all I can say. Peace.

Oh my.

First and formost, rest in piece to Steve Erwin. He lived and died like a soldier. I think his death was proper. Straight through the heart so no chance of pain or bloody mishaps. It begs the question whether or not we all are willing to die for what we do. Steve put his life in danger everyday to teach and entertain the world. No one else dare do this but he did because he loved what he did. Do you love what you do? Would you take a bullet for what you do? I know what you are saying, man I work at a desk and yes I enjoy it but there is no chance of harm unless a stapler back fires and hits me in the eye. True but what if one day you had to stand up for what you believe in at your job. Would you be willing to risk it all for that belief?

All I'm saying is, stay away from sting rays unless you're prepared to take one through the heart if you are so lucky.