Saturday, October 17, 2009

LIFE

A subject I'm so familiar with. I've been thru so much in my life I feel like a old man speaking wisdom to the youth. Or could it be thhat I'm so used to things going wrong, I'm good at helping others understand there troubles, yet I don't know how to corrale my own. They say Life is a you know what... I say Life is a babies momma. I say that because no matter what about life(and your BM for that matter) does to you, puts you thru, or stresses you, you have to deal with her for life regardless. So how do you deal, you ask? I learned no amount of complainig, crying, cussing, or anger is going to make your situation better no faster. You have to keep a level head. Easier said than done I know, but punching that wall is gonna make things worse. I'll give you a couple examples of why anger don't help. I tend to learn the hard way with everything. So anyway there was the time one of the lugs on the wheel of my car broke while I was changing my tire. Instead of calming down & thinking of a plan I threw the tire iron at the ground in anger & it bounced off the ground & onto my windshield. Well that cost $150 for a new windshield, some embarrassment, some explaining to my wife why there's a tire iron sticking out the windshield, and I still had to get that tire changed.i would share more but after reading that one back I sound crazy. whatever. So today I'm driving my wife to work, & afterword I was going to get an oil change. well I didn't make the oil change. I didn't even get to bring my wife to work. Why? Because life struck me again like I have a sign on me that reads, " HEY LIFE FEEL FREE AND SURPRISE ME" Well she did. Life punched me in the face. You see yesterday I knew I needed a oil change because it was hella dirty, but it was also low. So I put to quarts of oil in my car yesterday to sustain me until today when I got said oil change. To late. Car threw in the towel, on the middle of the freeway. Ahhhh life. I've learned enough to don't get mad....Plan!!
to be continued......

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

So you don't think your lame huh?

Why are so many people pushing 30 still at the club every single weekend? Is there something I'm missing out on? I mean it seems to be the same thing going on as last time I stopped going. I mean does it not get old after awile. Don't you have a wife & kids sir? And you, aren't you a mother of 3? Is it still as fun as when you 1st started going? I know the answer to that.... Hell nah it aint! you just don't have a life. You are not 18 anymore. I decided to go a few weeks back & its the same people there that was doing the same thing they was doing 8 years ago when I used to go. Where you hired as a main stay? Oh I get it, you wanted to get the new generation of club goers settled in & comfy. Maybe I'm just outta touch & I don't understand. What the hell is so fun at the club that you just have to see the same faces every single weekend? Oooohhh I see. You got a new watch, and a new outfit and wanted to show it off. Nothing says class like new club clothes. you know I figured out, a lot of people probley won't like me when the read my post. I don't care tho, this isn't for the simple minds. But I digress. inside of every faithful, dedicated club attendee is a lot of self centered-ness. I've done my research I know what I'm talking about. You want to be seen more than anyone else, and bad! However there is a small percentage of people who attend to find a hook up. There is also for whatever reason a even smaller percentage of people who go to find that special someone. Note: YOU WILL NOT FIND SOMEONE OF MARRIAGE MATERIAL AT THE CLUB! What's wrong with people? People who go to the club want to be seen or want to have sex. You meet quality people when you go to quality places. 9 times outta 10 when people hate who they're dating, and I say where'd you meet them and you reply, the club.... well you get it.

Thursday, October 8, 2009

Role Models For Black Youth

If you were expecting me to call off the dogs after my Black people vs. Niggas rant, well you may want to find a different blogger. I have been sitting back observing something, that has been nawing away at me. I been trying to ignore it, but the more I ignore it the more it bothers me, that the people black youth in america are looking up to, should be the people they look down at. I know, I know, I'm a hater right? that's what you about to call me? I love how you become a hater when you speak the truth. But, since you on that, "I'm a hater tip" I'm going to give you something to really be mad at me about. First point is: rappers are not role models! I don't care what type of car they drive, how much ice they rock, or how much his house cost, he not raising all these kids looking up to him. Half the time the stuff he flaunting isn't his. Yea you heard me these niggas renting, and borrowing! I respect when anybody can make something out of nothing believe me. If you come from a rough life and you make something out of yourself, there is something to be said about that. I know from experience. The ghetto raised me! I just happen to be one of the ghetto children who see's the light, and tries to point out said light to others. Unfortunately most of my people have on blinders. So when they see, Lil Wayne, Jeezy, and whoever else, they just see the lifestyle, and not the sacrifices it took to get there. So that might explain why everybody and they mom is a rapper right now. Not everybody has skill. Which brings me to this point. Talk about something if your going to rap! But I don't want to go to far off subject. To all of my parents reading this: STOP LETTING THE TELEVISION RAISE YOUR KIDS! Why do your kids no more about Neffe and Frankie than they math homework? Why can they play Madden better than they know how to read? Why do they know more about who's beefing in rap then they know about what address they live at? And niggas, I want to ask you a question you might not like... Why are you proud of the ghetto ass pictures you have of your son holding your blunt, gun, beer, or whatever other trifiling thing they're holding? why do you act as though it's an accomplishment? And you wonder why every other race looks at us all like we are incapable of being normal. Don't say racisim either because your parenting is bad. Next so-called role model is the athelete. I'm not as mad about this as I am at the T.V. or rappers, being looked upon as something my kids should look up to. Sure there are some prime examples out there, but my main beef with this one is: why do you have to tell your kids to be like LeBron or Kobe, when they could be a doctor or a firefighter, or something else noble. Not every kid is going to make it to the NBA or NFL or MLB. For whatever reason when you have them chasing these dreams, you don't tell them about a back up plan. Why don't you give them game on bank accounts and degrees? Point being children should look up to their parents or firefighters, or teachers. They shouldn't be on the corner sagging to they knees wearing rest in peace T-shirts.We have a (half) black president now, which means you can let your kid know, you can run this country one day. Hey , it's ok to be smart. Kids need that drilled in there head more than ever. We all know the last resort for black people and niggas is the Army, and nobody really wants their kid going in there. Please set your kids up for a successful career, and future. Kobe and Lil Wayne don't have the time to do it.