where were you? - tia
So we’ve been a little pre-occupied as evidenced by our lack of posting. Toya is still trying to work it out. I on the other hand have been too busy to even use my brand new wide screen kick butt Dell Laptop that I acquired at a 40% discount. (Thank you Lord.) I have come to the conclusion that my job is getting in the way of my life. I’m not quite sure what I’m going to do about that. But as soon as I figure it out I will let you know. And now…my thoughts
Oh how the mighty have fallen
I think it was last week when I read that Suge Knight had been shot. I know that this is a terrible thought but my first thought was, “Serves him right for what he did to Pac.” If you are still one of the few who think that Suge had NOTHING to do with Pac’s murder then you are in abject denial. I mean for real. Pac got LIT up and one little baby bullet grazed Suge. C’mon man.
Anyway, I would be lying if I said that I wasn’t a little disappointed when I found out that it was only a minor leg wound. I know, I know, it’s a terrible thing to wish harm on any of God’s children regardless of how trifling, despicable, and degenerate that particular child may be. But that’s how I felt and we are nothing else if not honest here. Besides, Suge is going to make a full recovery. So he’ll live to get shot at, I mean, fight another day. But I bet you he will think twice the next time he goes out.
In the sad and tragic vein
This story popped up on my home page and you KNOW I had to read. I mean it’s Bryan Abrams.
Okay, I don’t know what’s worse. The fact that fine as frog’s hair Bryan Abrams may be a deadbeat dad to not one but 2 children. Or the fact that knuckle-biting fine, sing his behind off Bryan Abrams is working at a tire store in Oklahoma City.
Now I have been to Oklahoma City. It’s not that big. In fact, the company I work for has clients out there. If for some reason I should be called upon to go out there for work purposes, don’t think I will not do my VERY best to run up on Bryan Abrams.
And if you were wondering, because I know I was, yes, Shon Gables is black. She’s cute too.
I got that itch
Reason #297 why my job is getting in my way: I can’t travel like I want. Yes, I get to travel all of the time. But who really wants to go to Rochester or Buffalo? I mean, really. Granted, I do get to go to some fun places, like Philly, but for the most part, I’m in cities like Camp Hill, PA. You don’t even know where that is, do you? Anyway, I love to travel…when it’s not work related. I have been to London twice, Paris, Lucerne, Switzerland, Pisa, Rome, Florence, and Melbourne. So as you can see, I like to get out. The problem is the catch twenty-two. My current job affords me the finances to live the lifestyle that I want. It just does not afford me the time. Now I could leave my job so that I have more time to do the stuff I want (like model) but there is no guarantee that I would be able to afford the affluent travel schedule that I so desire. I gotta say that the work conundrum is bugging the crap out of me.
This guy on myspace tracked me down b/c he said I “sounded interesting.” I usually don’t buy into the Internet stalkers. But his persistence got the better of my curiosity. I emailed him back and we got to talking. He seems like a nice enough guy. But I’m more interested in his location than him. (Although he is mighty fine, but I don’t know him from Adam, so his fineosity REALLY doesn’t matter.) He lives in Germany and has all of these pictures of Germany and Amsterdam on his personal site. I have to say that I never had any interest in going to Amsterdam until I saw those pictures. Now I’ve got the itch. It is so beautiful. I began to have visions of myself walking up and down the canal in the fall in my fashionable pea cot with my very European knock-off handbag. But alas, the reality of my job set in and realized that even if I did decided to go, I couldn’t go until the spring. I guess I just don’t know why I’m not independently wealthy.
Yes, I’m whining. Sorry, I’ll stop. Especially in light of current events…
And speaking of
Am I the only person who is HIGHLY pissed off at the government for the handling of the Katrina disaster?
I wouldn’t in any way say that I’m a racist. In the past I may have had some racist thoughts but God has done a great renewal in my heart. But nonetheless, I am still a black woman. I may have something of a mixed background, but the heart of who I am is a black woman. And when one hurts we all hurt.
I have cried RIVERS of tears in the past week and a half or so. My heart has been repeatedly broken by the images that I’ve seen in the media. And the question that resonates the loudest is, “Why the HELL did it take so long?” The poor, disenfranchised people of the gulf coast, the majority of which were black, were left to drown, starve or dehydrate to death. They were told to evacuate. They were too poor to leave. They were herded to locations of “safety” only to be attacked, starved, and basically left to die. We are so quick to help the poor, impoverished, and disenfranchised of other nations. But we dropped the ball when it came to AMERICANS.
I’ve read reports from the white house calling the claims of racism “disgusting.” But I have to wonder and I know that I’m not the only one, if this had been Maine, Connecticut, or Vermont, would the response time have been as long? If Oprah could make it down to New Orleans in 1 day, why couldn’t FEMA? Was it maybe because it hit a little closer to home for her then it did for some wealthy, safe and well-fed politician on Capital Hill?
We may never know why things went so wrong. But I do know that I’m pissed and hurt. My sense of patriotism has taken a devastating blow. And I wonder if I will ever feel the same about the land of the free and the home of the brave.