Monday, December 17, 2012

If You Speaketh, Yo' Ass Iseth!

The problem with the world is simple - people are liars. Straight out the box pull my draws down and kiss my ass liars. We should say what we mean because me mean it. Not because its what the other person wants us to hear. Why must we continue to portray ourselves as something that we're clearly not? I just don't get it...

There's a company that offers free business cards. People order the cards and make up a title to put on it just to get the free cards. Why? Ain't nobody thinking about yo' dumb ass like that! Get over yourself fool! Pretending as a child with imaginary friends is fine - pretending as an adult with grown folk will get your ass beat, stomped and talked about for the idiot that you're pretending to be.

I know you're asking yourself why all the hostility. I mean, we're more than waist deep in the season to love thy neighbor, right? Well, if you know me then you know childcare has ALWAYS been an issue. People are not reliable, they want millionaire money or they're simply lazy. There is a solution for every problem - stop relying on the wrong people; family included.

There are websites that list reliable people. Reliable I say because the people listed on the website chose to place themselves there. No one asked for their services - they volunteered without hesitation. Okay, here's a quick rundown -

1 Checked ol' girlie out and she seemed right for the job.
2.Background check completed - YAY no blemishes!
3.Ol' girlie met with me and my child - perfect match!
4. First child care date set
5. The day arrives - no call/no show
6. Huh?
7. No call/no show
8. What?
9. No call/no show

Now why would you advertise yourself and go through all the motions to say you're something you're not? If You Speaketh, Yo' Ass Iseth! Why? Oh, let me make a small correction. Sending a text is the thing to do these days, so after I placed a call to her when she was 15 minutes late and the call went dead, she sent a text.

"I'm runimg a little late I been trying to contact yu all day I cam only txt I broke my phone"

Uh, yea, everybody can't spell but what the hail? A good 16 hours had preceded us without a call or text. Really? Heffa...

My anger comes from the fact that Dasia had gotten two bowls of popcorn ready and two Capri Sun juices so they could begin their movie watching marathon. Standing me up - fine. Standing up my child? Oh, yo' ass is about'ta catch a serious yo name is Toby beatin'!

The night ended well because a reliable sitter came at the last minute in her place. Alas, the popcorn was not wasted after all. But look a-here, if you say you're a Hairdresser be a Hairdresser. Don't have people coming to you and all you can do is one style from the 80's. If you say you're a Dentist, be a Dentist  Don't get down with yours Doctor Giggles style. If you say you're a Publicist, Promoter, Marketer, Agent, blah, blah, blah - be it dammit! Bragging that you have a Facebook page...mutha'&%$#% alot of people have a Facebook  page. Who cares about your wanna be insignificant ass?

The people that are making it happen are making it happen. Riding coattails, running your mouth, and trying to live like the Jones's is old and tired. Besides, the Jones's went bankrupt. We say you are what you eat. Some folks must eat a daily dose of shit. We're on the tip on a New Year. Resolve to do better. Resolve to be better. Talking loud and saying nothing is so over. Click your heels 3 times and repeat after me, If You Speaketh, Yo' Ass Iseth. No what were you saying?

I luv you

Tuesday, December 11, 2012

Holiday Party Advice!

  1. If you’re the office single sexy woman don’t bother going to the party. You’ll start out being the single man’s ho and by the end of the night they’ll have a price tag on you.
  2. If you’re the office bow wow Betty go! You might get a pity dance.
  3. If your spouse/partner is a recovering alcoholic go alone.  Free liquor equals relapse.
  4. If you never speak to a certain person you work with don’t start at the party. Tis ain’t the season for an awkward friendship.
  5. Do not stand over the food table and eat. Make a plate and go sit down – don’t look like a pig at a trough.
  6. If an email invite or flyers were given out about the party and you didn't get one…don’t ask. There is always one person who isn't liked in the office – welcome to your life.
  7. If you don’t drink don’t try anything just because it’s the party. Ho…Ho…Ho…
  8. Don’t ask your boss for a raise during the festivities. Happy New Year ain’t so happy with a pink slip…
  9. Stay in your role. If you’re the mail clerk or the receptionist don’t try to get in with the higher ups. You are equal to no one.
  10. If you can’t dance don’t. You’ll still be a fool the next day.
  11. If you've been losing weight to wear a special outfit don’t wear it. They’ll smile in your face and call you a fatass doink behind your back.
  12. If you say, "I love you, man!" Go home! You’re drunk and you will NEVER redeem yourself.
  13. Don't take alot of food home. Being labeled The Office Greedy Bastard isn't good for a promotion.
  14. Don't suggest games to play or Karaoke. No points for being the office kiss ass will be awarded.
  15. If someone starts choking don't try to save them. Call 911 immediately! If they die it's your fault - if they live, they'll get tired of thanking you throughout the year and will find a way to get yo ass fired.

Are You Smarter Than A 5th Grader?

Last week media mogul Wendy Williams, or some may beg to differ and say Wendell Williams, made a rude comment that R&B singer Beyonce talks like she has a 5th grade education. Hmmmm...does her opinion say that there's something wrong with having a 5th grade education? Wasn't there a show called Are You Smarter Than A 5th Grader where most of the adults weren't? Uh, exactly what were you saying, Wendy?

My daughter is in the 4th grade and comes home with math problems that I have to think about a few times before coming to the correct answer. Who does Albegra in the 4th grade? Hell, I don't use Algebra in my adult life. Does that mean I have a 3rd grade education?

A few websites posted Wendy's opinion which led to many other opinions, which led to mine. One person agreed with Wendy and added Beyonce can't talk and you can tell by her dumb song lyrics with all the OOOO's and grunting noises. Huh?

If song lyrics are any indication of intelligence most singers must be ig'nant.

Alicia Keyes -
No One - Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhhhh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhhhh....
Girl On Fire - Oooooooooh, oooooooooh, ooooooooh, ooooooooh....

Lenny Williams -
Cause I  Love You - Ohh, ooohhh, oooohh, ooooohh...

Michael Jackson -
Wanna Be Starting Something - ma ma se , ma ma sa, ma ma coo sa...('-')

Gina Thompson/Missy Elliot -
The Things You Do  - Pizzzow, Gomer be my Pyle like Sha-zam...hee hee hee hee how hee hee hee hee hee hee how...('-')

Gangnam Style - Eh- sexy lady...oppan gang namseutayil o-oo-o...WTH? ('-')

Okay, I gotta stop or else this post will be labeled to be continued. I know Wendy Williams is a talker and a gossip lover. Why this particular comment from here irritated me so much I don't know. I do watch her show at times and applaud her for being successful in a tough business  Maybe it's because I'm a talker and I know that everybody doesn't speak well in public.  Folks get nervous. Yea Beyonce gets on stage and gets it IN, but maybe she has issues articulating things one on one. She didn't have any problem articulating to Jay Z. I don't see a problem there at all - just ask Blue Ivy. She dayum sure didn't have a problem articulating anything to Pepsi. 50 Million Dollars? Yea, that girl is definitely running her world!

The average 5th grader knows technology much better than I do.  They're honest with their words having not yet been tarnished by adults who are out for self so walk over your fellow man. If talking like a 5th grader will get  me a Grammy, millions of records sold, a hard working man and a future that I can't begin to comprehend because its so magnificent than in the words of Biz Markie, so go up your nose with a finger or two, and pull out one or a crusty crew...Pickin' Boogers...('-')

Are You Smarter Than A Fifth Grader? Wendy, girl, how you doin'?

I luv you

Tuesday, December 04, 2012

Watch Out TV Land!

I was the guest host on The New 16, a local channel here in Albany NY. I didn't realize how cute I look on TV and took a few pictures! I might have to re-think my choice of a radio career - I don't want the world to hear my voice and miss out on all the rest of Miss Luv!

Kelly and Michael better watch out - Jim Steele and Miss Luv are coming for you!

I luv you

Tuesday, November 20, 2012

Thanksgiving Day Do's and Don'ts !

Avoid getting talked about behind your back and to your face by following these simple Thanksgiving Day tips!

 1. Don’t show up with one can of cranberry sauce, one bottle of wine, one liter of soda, or one paper plate. Keep your cheap ass at home...

 2.Do not take food to go for the week / bring your own Tupperware. A piece of dessert is fine, but a few loaded plates is NASTY FAT NASTY GREEDY!

 3.Even if the host says get comfortable, do not take your shoes off and put your feet up or take a nap. Ain't nobody tryin' to look at you like that...('-')

 4.Eat what is served…don’t ask do you have any blah, blah, blah. You don't even have it at ass.

 5.Don’t try to be the life of the party. Choke your food down, shut-up and leave the first time the host yawns.

 6.If at any point you end up playing with the children or get moved to the kids table – leave. No one wants to be bothered with you anymore.

7.Don’t use the invitation as a babysitter. “Oh, I have to run to the store or, I forgot something at home.” Take your kids with you if you leave.

 8.NEVER touch the remote control or bring music from your collection. If you start playing an 80’s Thanksgiving CD and the kids wanna hear 2 Chainz yo ass it outta luck.

 9.Don’t embellish or compliment dishes you don’t like. Eat it, say thank you, and vomit later.

 10.If you take your own food because you're allergic to certain stuff, stay home! You’re not that special.

11 .Don’t ask has everyone eaten and plan to eat everything that’s left. That’s just Alien Greedy – some outta this world type hungry.

 12.House Hoppers – Ain’t nobody trying to feed you or be around you like that. It's not that serious.

13. Don't go straight for the liquor cabinet. Drunk dummy...

14. Don't take the last of anything and scrape the dish trying to get it out. YOU FATASS...

15. Don't invite your friends. You barely got an invite...dumbass

16. Talking on your cell phone or Social Media. Once again, you barely got an invite - you are NOT that important!

17. Dressing the part. If you choose to show up with a turkey on your sweater or pilgrim socks - you're stoopid...('-')

18.Don''t tell your Thanksgiving childhood stories. Nobody cares - shut yo' ass way up!

19. Don't make suggestions on how to cook something after you've eaten it.  Ya fat bastard know it all...

20. Leave with who you came with. You came by yourself, leave by yourself. Don't be the skank ass Thanksgiving Ho...('-')

Friday, August 10, 2012

A Blessing of Judgment

The smallest thing can do so much for somebody. There was a woman standing on the corner asking for money to get something to eat. I told her I didn't have any and then thought that's why my ass is so fat; always eating and keeping it to myself. I was going to offer her $2 and thought what can $2 buy her? She'd have to ask all day just to get enough to get a burger. I was on my way to Subway and asked her did she want a something. Her face LIT up. As we were crossing the street she said.,

"You know I really like the tacos they have there."

There is a taco place inside, too.  When we approached the counter she became bolder. She stood prouder and told the girl behind the counter what she wanted. I asked did she want anything to drink and she choose root beer. It was good to hear her say it, but sad at the same time. Maybe she hadn't had it in so long and thought this was the last chance she'd get to taste it for awhile. She thanked me and sat down.

As I stood in the sandwich line I looked over at her a few times. I saw a woman in a fancy restaurant contemplating the days behind her and the days that lay ahead. I saw a father's daughter, a mother's child and the mother of  loving children. A wife waiting for her husband to pick her up from work and wondering what to cook for that nights dinner appeared.  I saw someone special.

For that short amount of time she felt validated; like she really belogned in society. She does. "We'" are so quick to judge.  "We" think all folks in a desperate predicament want it, wait for it and enjoy it when it comes. "We" don't know their story and we don't have to it. "We" are so high and mighty sometimes its sickening.

I'm thankful that my judgment didn't allow me to think I was better and that it couldn't happen to me. But by the Grace of God there go I. Six degrees of separation, one paycheck away, unemployment and $3000 in savings could equal the lady on the street. The world didn't change with my offer of a two hour filling meal, but hers did. I want to believe that she was given the strength to keep on pushin' to a place that was better than before. That there are good people out here who care.

We all judge. We operate in the flesh - that's what we do. If your judgment is not a blessing to you or someone else, hmmm, maybe you should give yourself a self examination. We're on this earth together, let's live like it, love like it and be a blessing in judgment to others!

I luv you

Thursday, July 05, 2012

Everybody Needs A Little Luv!

On July 14th YOU should be at The Spirit Lounge in Lake George NY! Comedy + Food + Drinks = FUN! Get tickets and more info at Off The Wall Comedy Productions! I hope to see you there!

Wednesday, June 13, 2012

Personally Yours - Tenesha Smith!

There are so many people making their life happen. Some stories you will hear about, others, well, we know how it goes. Personally Yours will give you a brief look inside a mover and shaker's world. What is their passion? When did it begin? How do they want it to end? Take a personal look inside Tenesha Smith's life. Enjoy Personally Yours!

Who is Tenesha Smith? Tenesha is a woman who is black, a mother who has joy, a writer who wants to write the definitive American novel and a human who wants to know God

What are you passionate about? I am passionate about writing, being an educator and I am passionate when I fall in love

Why should the world take notice of you? Because I am one of the people who is changing the world slowly and steadily, like water changing the shape of rock

Johnny Gill or Trey Songz? Hard choice but, Trey Songz

What are your life rules?
No half steppin
No scrubs
No judgements
Play nice with others
God in All things

Is there ever a valid reason for a man or woman to stray? 
I understand the reason people cheat but, there is no valid excuse. 

5 Favs -
a. color - Red
b. food -Sushi
c. movie – Love Jones
d. song –You Send me by Roy Ayers
e. drink –Dirty Martini

You can have one last conversation before you leave this earth. Who is the last person that you would talk to? I want my last conversation to be with my daughter Haviland.  I want to give her every bit of knowledge and wisdom I have and I want to hear her tell me all about herself

If you could change your past would you? Absolutely not

Random thought – I wish the summer time lasted all year

Where can we find you on the net? Tenesha Smith

Fill in the blank with one word - To know Tenesha Smith is to fall madly in love with Tenesha Smith.

Wednesday, June 06, 2012

Author Pamela D. Rice!


Change in the physical world happens on a daily basis. Riverbanks erode, glaciers melt, and trees lose their leaves. Automobiles wear out, the economy fluctuates, and the political circus varies.

We live and we die, but it’s what we do in between that counts.
We all have the ability to make that small dash in between our date of birth and our date of death mean something. It can speak volumes of someone who dared to dream, and implemented those dreams. The dash can also speak very little of the person who was resistant to change in any way, locking themselves into a vault of inflexibility.

Change starts with within. Vow to be the best person that you can be, and then give the world your best. One day at a time, change a part of your life or personality that you know keeps you from reaching your potential. Stop looking behind you, and focus on what’s ahead. You can’t change your past, but, you can change your attitude.

Once upon a time, there was a king who ruled a prosperous country, and widely known for his stubbornness and resistance to change. Everything was always done his way. One day, he went for a trip to some distant areas of his country. When he was back to his palace, he complained that his feet were very painful, because it was the first time that he went for such a long trip, and the road that he went through was very rough and stony. He then ordered his people to cover every road of the entire country with leather.

Definitely, this would need thousands of cows’ skin, and would cost a huge amount of money. Then one of his wise servants dared himself to tell the king, “Why do you have to spend that unnecessary amount of money? Why don’t you just cut a little piece of leather to cover your feet?”

The king was surprised, but, after thinking, he later agreed to his suggestion, to make a “shoe” for himself.

Moral of the Story: Change is possible for anyone! You do not have to be right all of the time.
If you don’t like how things in your life are, change it! Stop saying “that’s just the way I am.” You are not a statue, you are a living being. You have the ability to totally transform every area in your life – and it all begins with your very own power of choice- the power of change.
As the seasons change, so can we.

Remember, what we do in life, echoes in eternity- “Gladiator

Pamela D. Rice is the author of The Sunday Morning Wife and the Monday Night Mistress.Visit Pam's website

Wednesday, May 30, 2012

Personally Yours - Nikki R. Jones

There are so many people making their life happen. Some stories you will hear about, others, well, we know how it goes. Personally Yours will give you a brief look inside a mover and shaker's world. What is their passion? When did it begin? How do they want it to end? Take a personal look inside Nikki R. Jones' life. Enjoy Personally Yours!

      Who is Nikki R. Jones?
A communications director for New York State’s leading grassroots public education advocacy organization, by day, and a lover of everything performance arts.      

 What are you passionate about?  
Constantly striving to be the best me that I can be.

 Why should the world take notice of you?  
They “shouldn’t” but they will. ;)

In one year where will you be? 
One year closer to meeting my career goals.

What are your life rules? 
 Laugh until it hurts. Cry until it’s funny.

What is your $1 and a dream? 
To have an organization that teaches underprivileged youth to develop skills for successful college, career and adult life. The program would offer invaluable opportunities such as tutoring, public speaking, resume writing, interviewing tips, and networking skills.

5 Favs -

a. color – Blue.
b. food -.Macaroni & cheese.
c. movie –I have a number of favorite movies, but the first movie that I called “my favorite” is Malcolm X.
d. song – Lady by D’Angelo.
e. drink – Water.

Do you forgive regardless of what someone has done to you?  
It’s a process that involves a lot of discipline but eventually I do.

If you could change your past would you?
Some things I would change, if I could, but not the ones that really shaped who I am. 

Random thought – 
The air conditioner has been on for about 36 straight hours, hmmm. I wonder how much that is going to cost.

Where can we find you on the net?

Fill in the blank with one word - To know Nikki R. Jones is to laugh with Nikki R. Jones.

Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Her Temple Monologues!

This is the cast of Her Temple Monologues produced by Shavina (Bklyn Shaye) Richardson! These wonderful ladies, which includes me, did a fabulous job! I'm so glad that I was able to be a part of it!


FLY Hunny Is That YOU?

Before I, Da FLY Hunny, became all things wonderful: sexy, fabulous, Miss WandaLuv, your favorite girl, I was Private Hudson. Ahhhhh, the stories I can tell...

I luv you!

Thursday, April 19, 2012

My Pleasure Principle

I've waited 6 weeks for this day and now that its here, I can't contain myself. Showered shaved and so fresh and so clean. 8:45 is the time that we meet. I haven't seen her in a year. Of course there will be the formalities - How have you been? Family? Work? And the get down with the get down will begin.

I arrived at her office at 8:38. On the elevator ride up a woman made idle chatter with me but I couldn't hear her. All I could think of was what was going to happen to me. My Pleasure Principle...awwwwwww, yeah...

There was a line of 5 women ahead of me. Slight panic took over. Were they all here for her? Would I have to wait longer to get mine? My heart began beating faster. 6 weeks and now this? The line moved. One step closer...two steps closer...three steps closer and I was at the check in window.

"Good morning Miss Hudson? How are you and who are you hear to see?"

Uh, didn't this heffa know I was here for My Pleasure Principal. Some people need 24 hour on the job training.

"Good morning. I'm here to see..." Just as I was going to say My Pleasure Principle the phone rang.

"Excuse me, Wanda." As I watched her work her lips I decided to tell her when her convo was over that she should invest in a nice pink lip gloss and maybe a dark brown hair color. Mean yes, but she was holding me up.

Her conversation ended and she turned her attention back to me. "Oh, here you are Wanda. You're all set. Have a seat and someone will be right with you."

That's more like it. "Thank you."

I took a seat and prayed that I wouldn't have to wait long. And then I heard the sound of an angelic voice. "Wanda.." Awwww, baby, I was next!

My walked transformed to a light gait. Shoot, that's the most exercise I'd done since the last time I saw her.

"Please step on the scale."

"For what? I know I'm a fat ass..."

The nurse tried to hold her laughter but her ass was fat, too. She knew what I meant. The scale did me justice; not as fat as I thought. Time to celebrate! That's my problem now...('-')

"Just wait in here and the Doctor will be right with you."

"Should I take my clothes off?"

"The Doctor will let you know."

The nurse stepped out the room and I wondered what did the Doctor have to let me know about taking my clothes off? I was here to get mine and no one was going to stop me. I looked around the room for the paper gown and then decided that I didn't need it. It was about to go down. Just as I began to unbutton my blouse there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

"Hello, Miss Hudson. I'm the Doctor's assistant. I just have to ask you a few questions."

"Should I take my clothes off now?'

"What are you here for?"

"I'm here for my Pap."

"Oh, it says on your chart you're here for a physical."

"Naw...naw..I'm here for my Pap."

"Okay. Let me get the Doctor."

She stepped out the room at the right moment 'cause I was about to beat her. Deny me My Pleasure Principle? She looked like a nice lady who was about to become the six o'clock news headline. Another knock on the door bought me out of my temporary insanity.

"Come in."

"Hi, Sunshine. I haven't seen you in a while. How have you been?"

"I'm fine, Doctor. Should I take my clothes off now?"

"Hahaha..sure. Put this gown on with the front open, place this across your lap and we'll be right back."

They stepped out the room and I heard Marvin Gaye singing, Let's Get It On. I was naked and on the table in less than sixty seconds. Another knock - just what I was waiting for.

"Come in."

They entered again and I smiled. They bought her with them. There she was...lying on the table just for me. My Pleasure Principle.

"Lay back, Wanda. Would you mind if we both gave you a breast exam? She's in residence here and I'm training her.

Four hands on my titties? Awwwww, yea..."No, I don't mind...go ahead." I don't know what they talked about and didn't care. I smiled and thought maybe I shouldn't enjoy this so much. Could it be that I'm a lesbian? Naaaw...personal attention is always a good thing.

"Wanda can you slide down to the edge of the table?"

"Yes." Yes! Yes! Yes!

"Whoa! Slide up a bit; I don't want you to fall off."

Part of my rump was hanging off the edge. Hey, I wanted to make sure My Pleasure Principle got her fair share...hehehehehehehehe...

And then it was her turn...there, ain't nothin' wrong, with me loving yooooouuu...sang the song Marvin...I'm still feeling some type of way.

Next on the list is my Mammogram. I can hear it now...touch me, tease me....Ahhhhh, My Pleasure Principle, don't judge me; a single girl gotta get it in...

I luv you.

Tuesday, April 17, 2012

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Tuesday, April 10, 2012

4 Years Off Of Fifty

Last week my friend and I were into a deep discussion about our lives. While she talked about what she wanted to do with hers, I sat in silence and thought about what I was doing with mine. She mentioned that it had been 25 years since the first Lethal Weapon movie, 29 years since Thriller, and a few other 20+ year milestones that tossed one thought to the front of my mind. Dayum! I'm getting old!

On my birthday, which was March 2nd, I turned 46. 4 Years Off Of Fifty. It's a blessing to still be here doing what God created me to do, yet I wonder why its taking me so long to get there?

There is where I think I should be. Too many times I say if I would have graduated from High School and went to College for Communications I'd be a big dog in the journalism/radio/T.V community now. But that's what I say. Shoot, I'd probably have gone to a few wild parties, did some thangs that were illegal and be snuggled up in a coffin.

Planning your life is what we do, how we live and breathe, but it shouldn't be our downfall if things don't go the way we planned. Stop looking back and wondering about your why, and instead look forward and thank God for His how. The power of free will and the ability to make choices falls solely upon you. We fault ourselves for making the wrong choice; it wasn't a wrong choice - it was a lesson to help you get to where you're going.

If I knew then what I know know...NOPE! Your life is as it should be. Take the ups, downs, WTH's and everything else you've done and place it on your Life Degree. The knowledge is yours and you can't give it back. What could have been is what is. I'm so grateful to say I'm 4 Years Off Of Fifty. Am I going to live each day dreading turning 50? Hail naw! I have so much living to do in my right now that I treasure each moment I take a breath!

If you have regrets start right now working to let them go. How many years are you off of living your life? Getting older is only dreadful if you're not enjoying the blessed life that He created you for. Initially being 4 Years Off Of Fifty shocked me. Please, I'm Da FLY Hunny! I've lived, I've learned and I have so much more to enjoy! 4 Years Off Of Fifty? Bring it on!

Monday, March 19, 2012

April FOolery Comedy Show!

The Book Club located at 153 South Pearl Street is at it AGAIN! Come'on out for a night of comedy, poetry, music and a GREAT time!

Wednesday, March 07, 2012


Yesterday I watched a video of Whitney singing, I Didn't know My Own Strength. Funny, but tears welled up in my eyes. Ever since she died I didn't know what to say or how to say it, but I've wanted to say something. Well, today is the day that I let it all out. Will my words omit a roar of thunderous applause or be listed in history books for world scholars who follow in my foot steps to teach from? That I don't know. I do know I have to get the words out that have hung around since Whitney Houston died. Are you ready? Brace yourself - DAYUM...

Yep, that's it. That's all. I thought I'd have words on top of words; feelings that flowed from me the same as a raging river that wished to beat each rock in its path to bits. Simple addition did me in. Shock + Huh + What the...= DAYUM...

Yeah, I know we are all going to die one day. And yeah, I know the stories about Whitney, but for me it's still an unexpected tragedy. DAYUM...

The first time I heard a Whitney Houston song was in 1985. I was stationed in HOT ass Fort Hood, Texas. I was a 94B, a cook, so I was in the Mess Hall just about to burn up a pot of chicken when I heard her voice coming from the radio. I was so excited 'cause that child could blow! I asked another girl who was trying to compete by singing along with her and she told me. Now that I'm thinking about it, that same girl borrowed $30 from me and never gave it back. She was a short, round red thang. If anybody knows who she is tell her Hudson is lookin' for her and its about'ta go down. Broke heffa... That day when I finished my duties I went to the PX and bought her cassette tape. You Give Good Love is still my favorite Whitney Houston song.

Whitney made me think I could sing and she was such a pretty woman. I wanted to wear my hair like she did, my make-up, and get in a video and rock it out. I really wished I could be as thin as she was. She was like my big sister. She was someone I always rooted for.

I prayed for her to grow stronger. I hope she knew that no matter what, she was loved. To know that God chose her to bless this earth with that beautiful VOICE had to make her feel some type of special. And have beauty and grace, too? Nothing But Love is my favorite song from the, I Look To You CD. I don't know what else to say. I'll pray for her child and her mother. Just sad.

I'm 46; she was 48. I believe Whitney's soul has moved on to what He has planned for her. Still, this is a hard one right here.When you don't have anything to say, don't say anything. Or in this case, just say DAYUM...

I luv you

Monday, February 13, 2012

Albany Queens of Comedy!

The shows were BANGIN'! Where ever you are, if you can, please check out and support local entertainment. Big thangs are happening and we all have to start somewhere!

If you're in the Albany NY area please support The Book Club located at 153 South Pearl Street! Ali and Arlene Brathwaite have a VERY NICE establishment; you won't get shot either! Check them out!

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