Need a Suit, just KID’n

What happens when your career hits the skids?  You do Suit Commercials!!!!

Yo President, What Do You Think?

So President Obama was caught calling Kanye a “jack-ass.”  Do you think the President should be able to voice his opinions? Or should he just remain quietly neutral?

I think the President has the right to voice his opinions….but, be ready to defend them….cause unlike the rest of us…the entire world will be listening.

BLAME IT ON THE COACH

Most athletes are trying their best to make the team, so they push themselve a little harder. Coaches have certain workouts they give to the student athlete once trying out for the team. Kids get physicals and are told by their Dr. he/she is in good shape.

My question is, how do you blame a coach for a child death if he/she has done the same workout regiment every year? Holla at your boy!!

To Hell with Castration when there’s Krazy Glue

Watch out all cheating husbands, lovers, and boyfriends……women are getting ganster.  A wife and three other women discovered that they were all having relations with the same man.  What did the women do?….They lured him into a motel room, tied him to a bed and glued his penis to his stomach.  WOW!!!  Glued his penis to his stomach.  Betcha Krazy Glue never thought about this as a marketing campaign.

Michael Vick Should Run For President of the United States

Someone, please explain to me why parents are up in arms that President Obama is speaking to school kids?  Something tells me that President Obama is not going to discuss the economy or healthcare with kids!  Even if you do not believe in his political views, is he not a great role model for kids?  Doesn’t he show that by working hard you can achieve almost any goal?

For such a “developed” country, Americans are the most narrowed minded people of this world.  No one made a stink when Michael Vick spoke to school children today.  It’s a shame that Americans prefer a convicted football player to speak to their kids than the President of the United States.  That’s right, I said it.

Days Off and Fish Frys

I love days off.
I love days off in Detroit.
But I really love days off where I can cook. And I’ve decided have a fish fry.
Snapper, catfish and Detroits local fare - perch. I don’t even know how to cook perch or what perch tastes like but Lawry’s season all hasn’t failed me yet.

More to come

Foolish Heart

The radio was turned to the classic rock station when I came back to my hotel. Conrad Indianapolis is lovely. And I immediately was set in a mood. A hot classic rock mood. I love classic rock. When did that happen? I don’t know. I know my ex used to listen to it all the time, but since I knew all of the words, I had to have listened to them sooner. And now this. Now i’m in a Steve Perry vortex that I cannot get out of. I bought the whole damn album. “Oh Sherrie”, “Foolish Heart”, “When You’re In Love”, when did I become a middle-aged white woman? What the fuck?

Meanwhile, back at the Lil Wayne ranch, my kids are doing great. Stepping so far up to the plate and reaching beyond my expectations - well, reaching my expectations. I got high expectations. They are now teaching my newbie. And they are running this and giving me enough breathing room to be able to attack my other job….the drama filled one with the prick ass PM. IS that like the criteria of PMing is to be a ginormous prick? I’m looking on monster.com and I don’t see that listed in the job description, but lo and behold. As Biggie would say, “here’s another one……and another one.”

Shit, I should have bought Journey’s Greatest Hits. Just Steve Perry is kinda sucky.

I Got Jacked for Bus Stock

As if getting thrown under the bus by the new PM wasn’t enough, as if being suspected of scalping wasn’t enough, as if stopping a dude from beating a females ass by throwing him in jail wasn’t enough, this fool from…let’s just say the “parent company” bus, jacked me for my bus stock.

We order bus food for our long rides for our 4 buses. That does not include 5. I work for Young Money damnit! And the thought of dudes and their silver ass platinum whatever teeth gleaming into my car and across my General Tsao’s chicken talking about , “well can the big bank get some food? Oh, Big Money can’t eat. What we gon’ tell him then?” It was a horrible shake down. A non talking Haitian and a non talking Silver tooth wearer. Over some damn chicken broccoli.

I’m beyond being sick of misogyny. Misogyny ought to pay me for being his publicist since I out half of it’s crew. More than half. What the hell, man? I’m even tired of hearing myself talk about it, and yet, it comes up over and over and over again. Whether its a fat ass of a played as production manager regaling mothersuckers with stories of “when i was with NSYNC”….man Justin Timberlake is a grandfather! What the hell….

Or fools telling females on my bus “well, you shouldn’t really use the word attack if nothing physical happened. I think you guys are overreacting. Or really? I didn’t ask you what you thought i asked you to protect me. So much for that expectation.

Oh, and my top favorite. Turns out, between tour managing the number 1 tour of the summer and the number 1 band on the charts for 20 weeks, i’ve added ticket scalping to my busy busy schedule. Tha hell outta here!

Ever have those weeks where it all hits you at once? And what do i do? I’m so tired. I’m so tired of fighting. They need to come up with a new word for fighting I’m so tired of it.

But God msust be setting me up for something else. not sure what it is or what it encompasses but I will wait. Studiosly, patiently, happily. Wait.

Ummmmmmmm…..MONEY! MONEY! MONEY! MONEY!

Hey Fam–I’ve been away for over a week, but I’m back, ready and excited to get our old skool discussions going. Today, I think I’m in more of a serious than playful mood.

Through the years the consumer prices have seen substantial raises. Have you ever sat and considered how much consumer prices have changed over the years? It is ridiculous. Consider the numbers/comparisons below:

Average Cost of:

New Home
1969/$27,900
1979/$71,800
1989/$148,800
1999/$195,800
2009/$239,800

Gallon of Gas
1969/.35
1979/.86
1989/$1.12
1999/$1.17
2009/$2.34

U.S. First Class Stamp
1969/.06
1979/.15
1989/.25
1999/.33
2009/.44

Gallon of Milk
1969/$1.10
1979/$1.62
1989/$2.34
1999/$3.32
2009/$4.50

With all of those changes it is almost sad that the Federal Minimum Wage rate has not seen such growth. In forty years minimum wage has only risen $5.65. In 1969 minimum wage was $1.60 and in 2009 it is $7.25. What does that mean? An hourly minimum wage rate can’t pay for the cost of one gallon of gas, one stamp and a gallon of milk ($7.28). Now who says there is no value to higher education, a good credit score, financial freedom or self owned businesses?????????????? GO FIGURE!!!!!

INJUSTICE

I would just like you all to know that I’ve come into the Mac store to replace my lost ipod ONLY to find that the “classic” has different pins. Meaning, different chargers. Meaning my Bose speakers and my car attachment require an adaptor. Ask me if the adaptor is free?
NO!

Meaning… ITS NOT FREAKIN’ “CLASSIC”.

F*** apple.
Damn Communists.

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