I hate yoga. Like...HATE yoga. It's too quiet and I think some of the poses do too much. I'm not a contortionist and I can't play one on tv. I do yoga poses at home because it gives me a complete stretch but the classes? No. I don't like that. TOTALLY good on yoga classes.
I DO WHAT I WANT!
So there has been some controversy surrounding what a self-proclaimed skinny White girl felt an overweight Black woman was feeling and thinking during a yoga class. When I first read it on XO Jane...I straight up said, GTFOOHWTBS and kept it moving.
But the conversation got a bit louder among my peers as everyone seemed to be offended by the self absorption of the poor little empathetic self proclaimed skinny White woman.
Yesterday, I decided to weigh in on one of the conversations on FB about this heffa and well...yall know how I can get when I'm pissed and guess what...I'm still pissed this morning.
After reading her tweet about his interview I expected it to be cringe-worthy bad. I went to YouTube to watch the video and I was inspired by the young man. When he shouted out his cousin in Afghanistan I was so proud of and for them.
So now I guess I just want to know...what the fug is her problem? And...if that's what she tweeted while watching that inspiring speech...just imagine what the heffa was saying and thinking. Just imagine the private conversations she has with her family fand friends.
I'm in a bad mood. My back is hurting and Kelly and Michael are talking while jumping on a trampoline.
And this heffa here got jokes.
Listening to someone talk about their mother being abused in a nursing home puzzled me recently. They were all calm and ish about it. Just basically talking about the plan of action, what they are doing, what's been done, etc. I sat there thinking...well...they are just the loveliest of people. A real responsible adult who is thinking about how their actions affect lots of lives.
I didn't share what I was thinking because I already know I'd pop off so badly behind something like that...it wouldn't even be right. Like...I can't even imagine being able to calm myself down enough to NOT pop off super crazy. Abusing my mother? MY MOMMY? WHO IS PRETTY MUCH HELPLESS? IN A NURSING HOME?
Carry on...I'm simply not evolved enough to be calm and handle this possibility like a responsible adult probably should cuz I already know...THERE WOULD PROBABLY BE BLOOD.
Is that bad? Probably. But I'd feel better with everyone knowing that right off the bat so if it ever crossed their mind to do so...they already know repercussions were in store that ain't got ish to do with the law BEFORE the law has been summoned cuz they are probably going to be summoning the law on me.
Again...I love my edge. I love that I can jump from nice lady to SIP in point 00000000000000000000000009 miliseconds.
Do you have an edge? Or are you one of those lovely, always responsible adults who handle business the text book way? What would give you the MOST edge? Messing with your kids? Your parents? Spouse? What? What brings out your EDGE?
NOTHING...and I do mean NOTHING, annoys me more than someone who tries to get over on someone. It truly makes me teeth itch. Why does it simply seem to be too difficult to just do the right damn thing? Why do you have to continue being a boil on the butt of society trying to get over in life covering your tracks for your poor choices, time management, and decisions?
I CAN'T STAND NASTY, RUDE, MEAN PEOPLE ALWAYS TRYING TO GET SOME ISH FOR FREE OR TRYING TO GET OVER ON PEOPLE! UGH!
It amazes me that some people have not realized there is a direct connect between the reality of their life and the energy they put out there into the world. It's been a long, long time since I've been this annoyed with someone but BAAAAAAAAAAAABY...I'm annoyed.
When's the last time YOU came in contact with someone who was trying to get over? Do you know anyone who is CONSTANTLY trying to get over on people and/or businesses? UGH!
Lord...and it turns out she had a restraining order against him because he'd kicked her azz before. And she leaves her baby with him. Seriously? SERIOUSLY? Yes...she needs to be charged too. And I mean that shit. You endangered your child. UGH! I HATE HER!
...they were unsuccessful.
But the Tea Party has been successful.
Domestic terrorism with a racist outlook.
They have succeeded in shutting down our government protesting AN ALREADY SIGNED LAW WHICH GIVES AMERICANS MORE AFFORDABLE AND WIDELY AVAILABLE HEALTH CARE.
The Tea Party is America's public enemy number 1. They need to be stopped. Democrats and Republicans need to stand together and shut them down. NOW! Ted Cruz? PUHLEEZE! That man shouldn't lead carnival won fish.
Yall...we have to stop this. You need to find out what's going on in your state and work to keep them out of office. We're stuck with some for now...but they will have to be re-elected. DON'T LET THAT ISH HAPPEN! VOTE THEIR AZZES OUT WHENEVER YOU HAVE THE OPPORTUNITY!
I can't believe this ish is going down. I can't believe we are being held hostage by domestic terrorists and folks expect us to negotiate through this ish. We don't negotiate with terrorists right?
At least that's what I always thought as an American.
Obama...I need yall to stand oak mighty. Don't negotiate with them. THEY ARE TERRORISTS. Let the American people, at large, finally see those fuckers as they really and truly are. A bunch of ignorant bullies who only give a damn about what they want, which is NOT what the majority CLEARLY wants.
So...who's been furloughed?
Yall know I don't play the race card cuz it's tacky, overused and seriously...it just isn't needed as much as folks try and whip it out.
I've been side-eyeing SNL for a minute now because of the lack of Black women. I mean...REALLY! And they know folks have been criticizing them for their lack of Black women too. And they announce six new people and not one of them a Black woman? Five are White men and one a White woman.
COME ON MAN!!!!!
WHAT THE FUG??????????????????
AM I THE ONLY PERSON WHO IS PUT OFF BY THIS? AAAAAAAARRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!
Years ago I sent my sister a floral arrangement ahead of my arrival using 1-800-FLOWERS. When I got there and saw the flowers...I was STUNNED at how horrible the arrangement was. STUNNED!
I acted a donkey's behind of course and ever since...I have been TOTALLY anti-1-800-FLOWERS and go out of my way to find a LOCAL store front flower shop in areas I'm sending flowers.
See...1-800-FLOWERS is not a florist. They are a website. They spend a lot of money to advertise and get their name out there and then they take orders for flowers. Then...they get local florists to make the arrangements. They take a cut of the money from the arrangement and the local florist only has a portion of the amount paid to actually MAKE the arrangement.
So the arrangements generally suck.
Someone sent me an arrangement today from 1-800-FLOWERS. There wasn't a name on it so I didn't know who to thank so I called them to find out. They couldn't tell me who without the person's permission so they asked would I hold while they called and asked. While on hold...I tipped on over to the website to see what the arrangement was SUPPOSED to look like:
Isn't that lovely? Happy and cheerful. Simply DEEEEEELIGHTFUL! Looks like something I'd put on my nightstand and wake up smiling to all cherub-facey.
This is what I received:
Check out the funky bonus on a leaf:
Awesome they are NOT!
I called the friend who wanted to send me a lovely surprise and thanked them profusely. I then told them they need to call and get their money back because 1-800-FLOWERS didn't send me what they paid them to send me. NOT.AT.ALL! I sent them these pictures and they are MAD.ABOUT.IT! My friend asked what florist I use in my area and I told them Kentlands Flowers and Bows as I've never have a bad experience with them and their arrangements are fresh, lovely and down right magical with the longevity of their flowers.
I then told them there was no need to re-send me flowers as the thought was more than enough because that's how we roll. I'm not about to let someone I adore be taken advantage of by 1-800-FLOWERS. They get away with this crap because people hardly ever see the arrangement sent. Oh...and when they send a dozen roses in a box? UGH! GIFTS OF FLOWERS SHOULDN'T COME IN BOXES!!!!!!!!!!!!!
My rant is over for the day. It's been pretty perfect so far even with this blip. I shall continue on my merry, fancy way.
Have YOU ever checked up on a floral delivery from 1-800-FLOWERS or FTD.com? Were you aware of this?
The other day I read about the three teenagers who shot and killed Christopher Lane. Their story is that they were bored so they decided to kill somebody.
Christopher was running, exercising, and they shot him in the back with a .22 because they were bored.
15, 16 and 17 years old.
Only one pulled the trigger, but the other two went along with it. There didn't seem to be any discussion as to why they shouldn't do this. Just...bored and wanted some excitement. Cuz it's exciting to kill a man right? A man you don't know. A man with a life and a family. A man who would be missed by many. A stranger. Someone they didn't know. So...no empathy should be shown to him. No...respect. No general valuation of his life as a human being.
We're bored...let's go kill someone, not...we're bored...let's go ride our bikes. Or...let's go to the movies. Or...let's go swimming. Or...let's do something LEGAL and actually fun.
Let's kill someone instead.
My disgust is so deep it's a reservoir. What kind of people are the parents of kids who get bored and decide killing someone is the best alternative?
"One of the suspect's mothers told CBS affiliate KWTV in Oklahoma City her son and his friends were in a "wannabe gang." Police told KWTV the suspects may have killed an animal prior to shooting Lane, and that they planned on killing more people."
That shit pisses me off.
Make sure your kids have ish to do. Enrich their minds. Expose them to options. Encourage their dreams. Unless, of course, their dream is to be in a wannabe gang. *sigh*
I can't stand people who take ish out of context to the point where it's obvious they don't have basic skills of comprehension. THIS is what he said:
"In this Kindle Singles Interview, President Barack Obama decries the "change in culture" that has altered our view of the American Dream. "There was not that window into the lifestyles of the rich and famous," the President said. "Kids weren't monitoring every day what Kim Kardashian was wearing, or where Kanye West was going on vacation, and thinking that somehow that was the mark of success." He addresses the jobs issue from a personal perspective, reflecting on how his own life might have been different had he not experienced success in politics. "I could picture myself being a good teacher," the President mused."
It's basically the same thing we say to young boys who play basketball. We tell them that the ENTIRE NBA league has no more than 450 players in it every.single.year so they need to make sure they have other skills developed cuz it might not happen.
I can't stand her and her hardest working...
Wait...lemme HURSH. It's obvious I'm in a bad mood today cuz I want to ask her if she told her daughter to make a sex tape so she could...wait...NOTHING...
How would YOU have reacted?
I did a lot of unfriending on FB since Saturday. I was slicing folks left and right.
No tears for thugs? DELETE.
Using that word I DESPISE? DELETE.
Talking about rioting and the revolution? DELETE.
I didn't want to hear shit.
One young man used the word I despise twice. All caps. He was mad and calling for folks to rise up and get mad.
This lil girl stole my movie.
And it pissed me off.
She was bold enough to flipping TELL me she stole it.
Making a movie isn't easy.
And it's not cheap.
Bootleggers and pirates benefit off our backs when you get our movies from them.
Don't hurt us.
This is our DREAM.
You will KILL our dream if we don't get paid for it.
And the circle and cycle will continue.
Could you imagine the life of a child you love taken because of some shit going on at the school with other kids?
Could you imagine a child feeling isolated and/or ignored and fugged with everywhere he/she went unless they were with you?
Could you imagine your baby being a targeted victim of cruelty?
Bullying is deap and it's real. Unfortunately, every child isn't equipped to fend off fuckers especially if it's more than one fucker. THIS IS WHY IT'S A BIG DEAL.
This just hurt me to my core.
I ran into this on Facebook yesterday. Several pictures of Drake and his girlfriend on vacation. The title of the article was mean stating that love was blind and referring to the young lady as his "chubby lumpkins."
The subsequent article was mean. Like...REALLY.MEAN.
Then...while discussing the article, SingLikeSassy showed me this article:
I've been staying as far away from the specific details of the latest tragedy as I can. When I heard about it I burst into tears horrified, simply horrified for all those poor babies and then...I stayed as far away as possible. No news, no news channels, no NPR.
I just couldn't. I found that I couldn't deal with any additional details. I didn't want to know anything else. Some say this was sticking my head in the sand. I say thank God I'm not so desensitized about life and humanity where hearing about every detail of this horror isn't something I'm able to do without internalizing some major pain.
I just couldn't.
In the days which have followed, starting, unfortunately, on Friday, folks started a debate about gun control. All over Facebook people were posting about their right to bear arms being in the Constitution. Almost as an afterthought...the debate about mental illness awareness began as well as the details of the shooter's history of mental illness surfaced.
And some folks had drawn a line in the sand calling for either/or.
Better gun control.
Better assistance for mental illness.
My father was a gun enthusiast. You name it...he had it. I've very comfortable around guns because I've always known how to properly handle them. I was taught at an early age to break down, clean, oil, put back together and properly store several types of guns. He had a locked cabinet for his long barrel guns and a lock box for all but one of his handguns.
And he slept with one under his pillow.
Yall know last week I went off on folks over on Facebook for being upset that people utilized their own Facebook walls and Twitter accounts to talk in REAL.TIME about "Scandal."
I mean really. How fugging clueless do you have to be in order to know that folks are going to want to talk about it? And how fugging arrogant do you have to be in order to attempt to DEMAND that people not talk about what they are doing and seeing in REAL TIME in order for you and YOUR world to catch up?
Police your DAMN.SELF. Stay the fug off Facebook and Twitter if you don't want to know. Seriously. You look oh so dumb trying to be mad at people for doing them and showing you have absolutely no self control when it comes to staying off Facebook and Twitter for a damn day.
Do you get mad at the ENTIRE MEDIA WORLD when real time game results are put out when you DVR'd the game to watch later? YOUR bad...not ours.
Don't be dumb. Have some damn sense. Sheesh!
Let's not have to have this conversation again. You shouldn't want to look so selfish and stupid.
POLICE YOUR DAMN SELF!
SIP: I NEED PEOPLE TO GIVE A DAMN DAMMIT!!!!!!!!!
As I was driving home I called and asked Robby if he would be good with a burrito from Chipotle for dinner. He jumped at the opportunity to have Chipotle for dinner, of course. LOL!
I stopped and got in line. There was a man behind me and his daughter. She looked to be around Coley's age so about 7 or 8. She was straight up busybody. She was walking fast around a table and hit her mouth just right on the corner. Blood started gushing. She started screaming. Her father jumped out of line and went to her, got her some water so he could better see the situation and sat down at the nearest table to assess the situation and calm her down.
The nearest table to him was a round table that could sit about 6 people. There were lots of other tables around but they were the tall ones where you'd be on a stool.
As this man was seeing about his baby...this dude walks up to him and asks him could he move with his daughter to a two person table so he and his friends could sit there (party of 3).
Now...please...tell me what YOU would have done. How do you think YOU would have reacted? Your child is still crying, you have your hands on both side of her mouth trying to figure out if the blood is a simple busted lip or something more and random dude rolls up and asks you to move so he and his friends could sit down?
I'm just curious because I have a feeling...wait...nuttin...I just want to know what YALL would have done and/or said.
Yesterday I was driving down a long, dark two lane road which was extremely busy. There were two people in the truck with me and we were chit chatting and laughing. As I was sitting in this ridiculous stand-still traffic I said out loud...I wonder what in the world is going on up there? Why are we standing still?
And my passengers wondered the same thing.
We started moving again inch-by-inch and I thought I was seeing things when I saw a lovely, little old lady clutching a stack of papers walking toward us. Not on side of the road but IN the road and I realized that she was the cause of the traffic because it was obvious she wasn't supposed to be there.
She passed by my truck and hit the side mirror. I put on the hazards, jumped out and went to see 'bout her.
She was just walking. Oblivious to anything except one foot in front of the other.
Me (rushing to her side): Ma'am, ma'am?
And she stopped and turned to me.
Her: Yes? May I help you?
My passengers jumped out and we all started trying to coax some information out of her. We each instinctively knew to speak to her gently and not startle her. The poor dear had wandered off and she was obviously suffering from dementia. No one touched her, we simply guided her with our own movements to the other side of the road where it was safe and there was a sidewalk. We called 911.
I stopped traffic both ways and busted a U and pulled up on the grass. Traffic resumed.
I was pleasantly surprised to find that no one in traffic got annoyed at what we were doing. They recognized something wasn't right too. The woman right behind me kept nodding with a concerned look on her face.
We stood there and tried to get information out of her waiting on the police. She kept reciting a phone number and we called the number. It just rang and rang and rang.
She didn't know much else of any value to us as we were trying to find out who she was and where she lived so we just talked to her and tried to keep her calm and in a good space.
She was dressed nice and warm. Nice shoes (the soft expensive kind you see on the elderly), a nice wool coat, a sweater, a skirt and a pair of pants. I know that sounds weird (the skirt AND the pants) but oddly, it suited her personality. She came across as very gentile, modest and lady-like. Nice teeth, nice hair.
Somebody took GOOD care of her.
The police arrived and we kept trying to find out where she was supposed to be. She had periods of being belligerent one second and charming the next.
My heart went out to her.
She allowed me to see the stack of paper in her hand but not all. For whatever reason she clutched one piece pretty protectively. I was hoping I could find an address on something but alas...nothing. The police started doing their police work and we worriedly asked what do they do in such situations. We were told that if they couldn't find where she lived while we were out there, they'd have to take her in and fingerprint her hoping she was in the system somewhere so they could get an address and contact her family.
That worried me because I felt like being taken to a police precinct would scare the crap out of her.
There hadn't been any calls from her family yet and we got annoyed when we found out that there were also no calls from the other people on the road ahead of us. See...they HAD to know her being out there was out of the ordinary right? Right. So why in the hell couldn't anyone call the police and let them know something? If they'd called...the police would have had a good idea of how long she'd been out there walking and been able to piece together how far away she lived.
After about 30 minutes one of the policeman removed the rest of her papers from her hand and found a piece of junkmail with an address on it along with the first name she'd given us but a different last name. We deduced that since she'd told us she lived with her mother, father and siblings...she'd given us her maiden name.
She was living in her childhood in her head.
The address was nearby but far if you were her and walking.
The police told us they were going to take her to the address on the envelope and see if that was her home. We breathed a sigh of relief, gave her a hug, and got back in the truck. The policeman stopped traffic so I could get back on the road and we went on about our business.
As we were driving we each got sad. My friend started talking about how grateful they were that their mother, who is elderly, still has her "right mind" and we all started talking about getting older.
When we got to where we were going, the phone rang back from the number she'd been reciting to us. It was her husband who'd only noticed her missing 15 minutes prior. We told him the police were on their way to bring her home. We also told him it might be a good idea to get her an ID bracelet or necklace or something with her name, address and phone number on it to make it easier should she ever wander again. Hell...I think every article of her clothing should have something sewn onto the sleeve with her information.
I can't get that poor, lovely woman out of my mind. She could have been hit and killed on that road wandering out like that.
Be aware of your surroundings when you're out and about okay? If you see something that isn't right...would it hurt to call the police? Just three numbers. 9-1-1. Don't leave an elderly lady stuck out like that. Just...don't.
I'm so disgusted with people behind that. I just can't even fathom NOT doing something to help her and yet...so many can't even fathom helping.
I just read that folks are saying that H.O.lly P.a.trea.us let herself go and that's why her husband cheated.
If someone told YOU that...how would you respond? Seriously?
So...my T-Rhonda sustained a bit of damage to their home during Hurricane Isaac. They called the insurance company and the dude rushed right on our to appraise the situation.
After he did his one/two...the paperwork came back to let them know they were covered once they paid their WIND DEDUCTIBLE.
The hell is that?
Where the hell that come from?
That's new? We ain't never had no WIND DEDUCTIBLE before Katrina!
The WIND DEDUCTIBLE is based on a percentage of what your home is worth. The amount they have to come out of pocket is $11,700.00
Many people don't have $11,700 sitting around to come up off to get their house back right. That's why insurance started in the first place right?
At least I thought so!
These insurance companies need to be dealt with. That's just ridiculous. I mean...really.
What say you?
Here's the article: Family Of Twelve Needs Your Help
My reaction to the article surprised me and I'm trying to come to grips with why.
Yall know I'm usually the first person to have empathy for my fellow man. I normally don't worry about the why's or how's of a particular situation...I just help when I can. If it's something as simple as giving a bit of money...I don't have a problem with that either if I'm compelled to do so. I do it and hope the energy from my giving is received, processed and returned to the Universe by their future movements.
I read that article and I thought to myself, almost immediately, where is the father of her children? Why can't he help pay for them to have a place to live?
See the dress I'm wearing in this picture? It's this dress: Paula Knit Patio Dress
I bought it a couple of months ago and loved the length of it. Super long in an extra small even on my size 5'9" frame. I loved the fit and shape of it.
Last night, I washed it according to the instructions with my still-fancy-to-me washer on the special hand wash cycle.
It shrunk in length by a good FOOT.
I have it spread out to dry flat and I'm going to fold it up neatly and take it back over to Banana Republic with the worst stink eye the world has ever seen. I don't want to hear ish about my no longer having the receipt. I'm not getting back less than what I paid for it.
AND NO I DON'T WANT ANOTHER ONE IF I CAN NEVER, EVER, EVER WASH IT.
Anything like this ever happened to YOU?????????????
I went to bed mad as hell last night and woke up still mad.
Robby tried to make me laugh and joke around but seriously...I was just too damn mad.
I'm much calmer now after my morning writing but I'm still kinda pissed.
Any suggestions as to what I should do today in order to shake it off?
What do YOU do when you're pissed almighty?
My Godson came home yesterday in a good mood. Turns out the girl he likes was very excited to receive a box of chocolates from him.
I asked him was she smart and he said yes. He added that she has one of the top GPAs in his class.
I asked him if she was pretty and he said yes.
I told him you can't ever go wrong with a girl who is smart AND pretty in that order.
He spoke casually about the rest of his day and then I asked him if he'd ever called her. He said no and walked away.
He walked back moments later and asked, "Should I?"
I answered that if he likes her, maybe he should ask her if she's allowed to receive phone calls from friends and, if so, he should ask her for her number.
E: Okay...then I'll do that.
And then I left it alone cuz really...the kid wasn't trying to make it a big deal or anything you know? Even though you could tell it was a REALLY big deal to him.
Unca Robby overheard the conversation and teased the child, "So...ya gotcha a lil girlfriend huh?"
E: (quickly) NO!
Unca Robby: Ya need any advice?
Me: NO! HE DOESN'T NEED ANY ADVICE!
I texted Tsiporah and clued her in to what I'd learned cuz we all make up E's village ya know? The end of our text exchange stated simply: "And so it begins."
We are all very, very careful with what we say to E regarding "liking" girls. We want to be honest, of course, but the main thing every adult who loves him is thinking is...we want him to do it RIGHT.
I agonize over my answers to him regarding questions and I take my role as his Godmother seriously. I want to be there for him and I want him to know we have a super cool special bond but...I also want him to recognize that there are MAJOR expectations regarding how he chooses to live his life and how he treats members of the opposite sex.
ENTER TOO $HORT: Too Short’s XXL Advice Video Prompts Outrage, Petition and Apologies
While I was reading that article I thought about the innocence E displayed while discussing Valentine's Day. How the young lady was excited and squealed to her friends that he'd given her chocolates and how she asked him to help her with her math homework later that day.
They are 13.
In the 8th grade.
Next year...they will be high school freshmen.
Yall know I don't know nuttin' 'bout birthing no babies but I do know what I don't want my Godson exposed to. I do know that the shit Too $hort was spewing is nothing I want him to hear and thinks he needs to emulate.
And I do know that, in order to not have people like Too $hort become the go-tos for his curiosity...the adults who love him need to be aware and ON.IT!
I remember someone told me once that what kids don't learn at home...they'll learn in the streets from some knucklehead you don't want teaching your kids a damn thing.
I felt so horrid as I read up on the short dude. I felt like...seriously...I can't believe the world he lives in is one which appoves of his line of thought.
And then...I read about the petitions and the outrage his ridiculousness sparked and I thought...yeah...folks GET.IT.
When E comes home tomorrow I'm going to casually ask if he got her number. And, if he says yes, I'm going to offer him respectable times he should call her. Not too early, not too late, definitely not too often. I'll do that as a reinforcement of what his mother tells him.
I'm going to make Unca Robby stop teasing him cuz I feel like if E has any questions he wants to ask a MAN...he should feel comfortable asking a REAL man and not run up on some of this short fool's nonsense.
Yesterday we discussed alternate childcare issues once a month. Someone reminded us that it takes a village.
This village is going to make sure E is the kind of young man you wish your daughter could date cuz seriously...if he's not...we're gonna tell Tsiporah to beat him.
And we may or may NOT be joking.
Ain't nobody trying to contribute to there being more fools out there like this short dude.
Raise your boys to be GENTLEMEN.
What say YOU?
I boycotted Target once for 4 months. It was hard as hell but I took a personal stand and, according to my husband, saved a crap load of money during the boycott. ROFL!
Earlier this week I needed to get Robby some of his soap and went to Target first. I was shocked at the price:
$8.44! That didn't sound quite right to me. Like...I felt I'd definitely have remembered if it had been $8.44 at Target. This isn't like some super dooper awesome stuff ya know? IT'S DOVE!
So I left in a huff and went to Walmart thinking they HAD to be cheaper!
$3.97??????????? HOLD THE HELL UP? So I can buy TWO of these at Walmart and still come out cheaper than one at Target?
Now yes...the one at Target is 18 ounces or so and the one at Walmart is 13.5 ounces but can anyone seriously justify that less than 5 ounces would mean we had to pay MORE.THAN.DOUBLE?????????? SERIOUSLY???????????????????????
I CALL BULLSHIT!
And now? I want to compare EVERY.SINGLE.THING I buy at Target to the price at Walmart.
I can see fifty cents to a dollar more ya know? But more than DOUBLE??????????? C'mon Target...yall gotsta do better!
What say YOU?
Is this crazy to YOU???
I wish I still had the luxury of being uber critical of a film with a main Black cast. Now? Hell...I understand the struggle of the filmmaker and as long as YALL don't understand it...there won't ever be a plethora of films for you to peruse.
Yall talk that nonsense about "Red Tails" because there aren't any Black women in it. Shit...be happy there are Black people in it PERIOD. I can watch movies from sun up to bedtime and not see a single.solitary Black person all day. NOT.A.ONE!
Truth be told...folks get on my GOT.DAMNED nerves being all "Black Power" when they ain't put in on this. If you want different, (ie BETTER in your brilliant head) options...don't sit your azz in a box and throw salt on someone TRYING to have a showing in the game. Learn to discern the BIGGER.PICTURE and recognize that if Black movies with a theatrical release don't make money...there won't EVER be Black movies, as a norm, in movie theaters. It's all about the money people. Don't be dumb. Use your money to carve out some space for those of us TRYING to offer you options cuz if you don't then I have to sit in meetings with folks listening to bullshit like..."Black dramas don't sell. You got any comedies? Any singing and dancing? Can you get a rapper to star in it?"
Hell...I wish I did have the luxury to be able to talk ish about being better and doing better and still have a shot in this game.
Next time YOU make a damn movie with Black people in it from beginning to end...come talk to me cuz then and ONLY then will you understand. I applaud the Jedi Master for trying cuz many wouldn't even look twice at a Black woman OR a Black man for a lead role let alone a full lead cast. I've seen every movie he's made and I'm not about to stop now.
Wait...nothing...cuz if I say anything else...Imma start cussing and I'm still on the Goodness and Light Tour of 2012.
Thank you in advance. You are welcome to and I encourage you to share this message FAR AND WIDE cuz it seems some folks need to read it.
Monica Mingo, Filmmaker
Before I call these people and get annoyed...is anyone else having problems with texting on their Droid with Verizon service?
Here's what's going on with me.
1. I try and text and then it gets really slow, stops and shuts down.
2. I will be sitting here and get like 6 - 12 texts all at once from like...yesterday or the day before.
3. It takes it's sweet azz time opening texts. Like...I forget I was opening the text feature sometimes it takes so long.
The LAST thing I feel like doing is dealing with any type of customer service unless it's someone trying to find this Alexander Wang bag I want on sale.
By posting this article for me to see:
SIP: I cannot STAND people! What in the flim flam are they supposed to wear to a damn black tie event????????
So there is a show on TLC which I was unfamiliar with called, "All-American Muslim."
There is an organization which I was unfamiliar with called the Florida Family Association.
They started a campaign targeting the advertisers of the show "All-American Muslim" basically saying it was un-American to support the show.
UN-AMERICAN????????? OH HELL NO! WHY IS TLC AIRING AN UN-AMERICAN SHOW ANYWAY? LEMME GO SEE 'BOUT THIS RAT.NOW!
Please notice the date and time an email was sent to me and the date and time I received it:
As you can see...there was a 12 hour delay.
I wish I could say this was the longest but truthfully...this has been happening 20 hours or more.
I am a small business owner.
This has been going on now for about 2 weeks.
Being SEEMINGLY unresponsive to people I do business with is NOT something I can afford.
When I called customer service I was told that you guys are aware of the problem and are working on it. That is all. No further explanation.
I have an unlimited everything family cellphone plan with Verizon Wireless.
My home phone is with Verizon.
We have the top of the line cable package with Verizon Fios.
We have our high speed internet access with Verizon Fios.
We are the type of customers you should keep happy.
We receive our bills...we pay our bills.
AND YOU KNOW THEY AREN'T CHEAP.
We pay a significant PREMIUM for your services.
That said...I'd appreciate a better answer other than...we're working on it.
Thank you in advance said in my most snarkiest of ways possible.
UPDATED ***I GOT MY 40,000 POINTS AS I KNEW I WOULD. IT WAS A REASONABLE EXPECTATION.***
Night before last the fire alarm went off at 4:58am.
The kid jumped up, put on my wedding jewelry and pajama bottoms,grabbed my phone, purse and computer and rolled out.
I was SHOOK!
Like...that kinda jolt out of your sleep just messes you all up.
Last night at 4:58am the fire alarm went off.
The kid jumped up, put on my wedding jewelry and pajama bottoms, grabbed my phone and computer and called downstairs.
"Sorry Ms. Mingo, something is wrong with the alarm."
And the poor dear on the other end of the phone met SIP. A snarling, pissed to the point of leakage from overstrained veins SIP.
I expect 40,000 points in my HHonors account once I finish with them.
What would be YOUR expectations?
So lemme paint a picture for you.
I walk up somewhere and see a grown man performing anal sans ropas on a 10-year old baby.
I'd rush that fucker and beat his azz, grab the baby and run while calling the po-po.
I'd hold that baby until the po-po got there and wait until his mother got there.
His mother who would be IN.CON.SOLABLE because she thought she was doing the right thing by having this perverted motherfucker mentor her baby because they were economically disadvantaged and she was trying to do right by her baby by making sure he had some male influences in his life that were positive role models.
That shit would end RAT.THERE!
I'm sitting here watching these idiot azz kids outside Paterno's house in support of him thinking to myself...ARE THEY HIGH??????????????????????????????????
I downloaded the entire 23 page indictment and read on the plane and seriously...SANDUSKY IS A RAT.SHIT.BASTARD!
And everyone who turned a blind eye INCLUDING Paterno?
RAT.SHIT.BASTARDS WHO SHOULD GO TO JAIL WITH HIS EVIL, DEPRAVED, STANKING AZZ!
We gotta take care of the children man. A society who doesn't SUCKS.
That fucker should fry.
SUPPORT THE VICTIMS...NOT THE FUGGIN DEVIL.
This was included in an email from the Loudoun County Republican Party for Halloween.
They say it's not disrespectful and wasn't meant to be taken as if it's violence against the President.
What do YOU say?
The event is costing us money.
I needed the event to be sold out (the tickets cost $0) because it is a focus group.
Last night, I opened up all of the available seats to "the public" because I need to get all of my ducks in a row today so we're organized and prepared for tomorrow.
It sold out in like 3 minutes.
This morning I've received emails, texts, phone calls and bat signals from people who received the invitation TWO WEEKS AGO, saying the link says sold out so what do they need to do to come.
My annoyance knows NO.END.
What do you think my response is going to be?
Ms. McQuain had been dead for 10 - 12 days before her body was found in her bedroom.
Ms. McQuain's husband has been arrested and charged with her murder.
Ms. McQuain's son, William, has been missing since her death.
And I'm so disappointed and confused about all of this.
This baby was going to school right?
His mother had a job right?
But it took 10 - 12 days before anyone thought it was odd they hadn't been seen? Was she totally alone in this world and...how is that possible? How do you go missing for so long and no one gets concerned? Nobody goes looking for you. NOBODY FOLLOWED THROUGH WITH A PHONE CALL AND A KNOCK ON THEIR DOOR????
I thought the school system had things in place at least. Like...if the kid isn't in school...SHOULDN'T SOMETHING HAVE HAPPENED EARLIER?????????
What about this company she worked for? WHAT ABOUT HER CO-WORKERS? HER BOSS? What about the person who sat next to her day in and day out?????????
NOBODY CARED ENOUGH TO CHECK ON HER?
I'm so very, very confused.
How is this possible???????????????????????????