google rocks my socks. hard.

so here’s a secret…

i am fascinated very much in love with Google.

no, really i am.

i think that it is the greatest thing, ever. and if i wasn’t afforded the opportunity to work for one of the other greatest company’s in the world (apple, of course) then i would kill to work for/at/with/close to google. i mean… you may not understand this love affair that i have with them, but it you took heed to their many offerings… then you might. anyhow… they are coming out with an OS of their own and I can’t wait for it. peep the video below.

see look at there, even the video is dope.

get into this.

nowadays, you’re kind of forced to either like the bullshit radio plays or just discover good music on your own. i’ve been going with the latter for a couple years now and you know, sometimes, i like to keep it to myself; other times, i like to let people in on my iPod too. so with that said… i’ve been listening to this artist fiona simone for a minute. she’s dope. and you should like her. if you like good lyrics and the occasional “lemme shit on niggas” tracks… then she has that covered. and don’t get it twisted… she ain’t new to this. she has written for other artist and she was once signed to Universal. but you know how that goes… maybe they ain’t know how to market her or something.

anyhow, here is a video of her song “grind from the bottom”

make yo’ relationship yours.

for this post… i have to say that it’s very simple. it’s about making your relationship yours. so often, people get caught up in tryna make their relationship look like somebody elses’ relationship based on how they think that somebody’s relationship is. if that ain’t asking for failure in your relationship, then i don’t know what is. your relationship is just that y-o-u-r-s. i mean, people are gonna make comments and assumptions about your relationship, but it’s usually people who:

1. aren’t in a relationship
2. object to your relationship or
3. ain’t got shit else to do with their time, so they waste their life away concerning themselves where they aren’t needed.

and you know what? let them. because you ain’t gotta listen to their opinion. i mean, they are entitled to believe whatever they please but it’s your relationship and only you and your boo piece know what’s between ya’ll. single people are single for a reason. and that can be for many different reasons including:

• nobody wanting to deal with their ass
• nobody wanting to deal with their ass
• they couldn’t make their own relationship work
• nobody wanting to deal with their ass

some people are single because they want to be, but when they start concerning themselves with your relationship, ask yourself why. why do they feel the need to concern themselves with your relationship? why is it important to them? why? why? why? if you can’t answer those questions… then it’s probably best that you don’t let them have shit to do with your relationship. you and your boo piece are the only people that really matter.

another reason that i say that you must make your relationship yours is because once you let people into your relationship… they feel like that are entitled to know what goes on in it. they ain’t. inviting people into the how’s and do’s of your relationship is the ultimate killer. but you know… this is just my opinion, so to each their own. but i know that i ain’t letting nobody know shit about me and mines. people can think all they want, but at the end of the day… t-h-e-y don’t have s-h-i-t to do with y-o-u-r relationship UNLESS it’s the other party.

that is all i got for this go ’round.

sometimes… you can’t write it down

today is november the 10th…and you know what? i haven’t written a single new piece in a very long time. and i thought that maybe it was something that i needed to do to “tap into” that writing spiel. buuuuut that hasn’t happened yet. but i know that something has got to give. i feel like there is something great that is brewing in my mind. there is that great piece that is going to get me started. so… i have to wait for it.

 

oh to be patient.

i gotta get my pencil fixed.

(house of cards) classic.ish.

i like this here group. it’s comprised of talented artist that probably will never get the shine that they truly deserve due to bullshit ass people that control the shitty music that over-populates the airwaves.

but

nevertheless, there are artist who still manage to make good music. anyhow, check out this

lil’ excerpt from an incredible song.

when there’s nothing more to say
in your bed your gonna lay
no disguise to help you hide
it’s the end of your masquerade
gonna be such a long way down
when you fall

-the foreign exchange: house of cards; leave it all behind

get into the artist.

so i discovered this guy ebrahim from canada. he’s dope. love him.

his website: www.eebmusic.com

download his mixtape too: google it.

sometimes, i wish i were a poet.

i haven’t written a complete piece in such a long time. it’s like i’ll get something… then in the middle of it [bam!] i lose it. then i’ll listen to andrea gibson or andrea gibson or buddy wakefield or andrea gibson and be reminded that one day… i wanna write even somewhat close to what they do. enjoy these two poems from them.

a black man in an elevator.

this video is funny for many reasons. countless times even i have gotten on an elevator and some white women have reacted this way. only one time have i ever responded to it in (almost) such manner. it’s so crazy! the video says it all, so ain’t much more for me to say here. enjoy!

live like there’s no tomorrow.

so many times, there are things that happen that make you realize that everyday is a good day.

not everybody is able to wake up every single morning.

so, for that reason alone…. i am starting to understand the saying

“live like there’s no tomorrow”

nowadays you have to. there are so many people that i know and that i see dying on a weekly basis. it makes you appreciate life so much. and it doesn’t matter age or health, people are just leaving. so people… live today like it’s your last and appreciate every breath you take because somebody, somewhere wish they could.

that is all.

dysfunction my ass.

(copy and pasted from mermaid-webster)

Main Entry: dys·func·tion

Variant(s): also dis·func·tion \(ˌ)dis-ˈfəŋ(k)-shən\

Function: noun

Date: circa 1916

1 : impaired or abnormal functioning <gastrointestinal dysfunction>
2 : abnormal or unhealthy interpersonal behavior or interaction within a group <family dysfunction>

— dys·func·tion·al \-shnəl, -shə-n^əl\ adjective

there is no such thing as a dysfunctional relationship.

no.

fucking.

thing.

when it gets to a point where you have to excuse the bullshit in your relationship by saying “we just function this way.” then… you’re lying to yourself and feeling okay with that.

and you’re (more than likely) staying in that relationship because you don’t want to be without a boo. and you already know how i feel about that.

just. be. single.

if i ever find myself feeling the need to justify my relationship of any kind by referring to it as dysfunctional then i know that it’s a wrap. over and done with.

i did that once before and in the end, i regretted it. so, yes, i am talking from experience. nothing more to say here

the end.