I am currently listening to Wa'Jee. Hottest non-commercial rapper out. Shoot me an email if you looking to get familiar.
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So I want to be honest with you all because I love each and everyone of you. I HATE PUBLIC TRANSPORTATION. Call me stuck up. I do not care but I hate every moment on public transportation. Coming this August, it may be my full year not having a vehicle since I was 15. You may be thinking, "Man, you better appreciate public transportation". Screw that! I will catch rides. I will borrow cars. I will throw snaps on the petro! There are multiple things that bother me about the public transportation.
First, I hate big people on the bus. Is it me or do they seem to always sit in-between two people? They seem to always have three or more bags from Aldi's and if they took a few more steps they could actually get an entire row to themselves. But nooooo! Fatty wants to come sit her boat-wide hips in-between me and Ms. Daisy. Did we deserve the discomfort for the day?! Do I have 'make me uncomfortable please' on my forehead?! I just don't get it. Give yourself a workout Fat Ass and walk to the back of the bus where there are more seats...SHIT!!
Then, I hate bums on the bus or train. These bastards really shouldn't have anywhere to go but to the nearest busy street to beg for change and back to their box. Everyday that should be their routine. Where the fuck are you going? I don't understand. How do you still have errands to run without a home? Does ComEd send past due bills to boxes now? My main issue is that these cats have a stinch that can light up an entire neighborhood. Hold on let's start at the foundation, do they smell themselves? When I workout, I'm kicking. When I wake up sweating, I'm kicking. You cats don't bathe everyday as I do so the must and residue bum sex build up makes for some horrible smells. Man just typing that made my stomach do a back flip. You know I just really want them to remember when they had homes, jobs and a family that cared about them. Remember those days! Now remember when you were sitting on 99th and Halsted or Belmont and Kedzie and remember smelling a homeless person but not being able to visually locate them. Remember how you felt like someone invaded your circle with their stinch. Remember how you felt like you were violated. Now think about how I feel on this Red Line or 95th bus and do me a favor and walk wherever you are going.
Lets start this one off by giving you a little information. My parents called my sister and I good kids. We were by default. My younger sister is very tempermental and violent so not too many adults wanted to fuck with her. Imagine being a child trying to step into her circle. Me, I didn't like kids. As a child I didn't like kids. Somethings kids did I just didn't understand. I thought kids were crazy and everyone except my sister, a few friends and I were crack babies. I didn't understand why they couldn't stay still for more than five minutes, jumped off high objects, play fought, and more. I was amazed at somethings they did. Now to my baby mommas riding the 79th to Ford City. Keep your child in their fucking seats. Its not cute that the little bastard is running up and down the isle and standing in his seat on the bus screaming to the top of his lungs. I am trying to enjoy a good book or listen to my ipod without blowing out my eardrums to block out this little demon childs reckless behavior. I really am five seconds away from snatching the little bastard by his ankles and holding him upside down as I tear his little ass up like Chicago Public School (CPS) teacher. Better yet, a private school teacher. They beat more ass than any CPS teacher. All your parents have to do is sign that little slip giving them permission and that ass is theirs from 8am to 330pm. And I feel sorry if you were in the afterschool program cause that means you got until 6pm to make out. While we are talking about kids, I hate when I see kids from ages 4 to 10 riding the bus by themselves. Where are your parents? I hate when I see those kids on the streets by themselves. And I know you not an orphan because more times than not they are geared. They are dressed better than some adults. But they out here running the streets at an early age. Its ridiculous.
I have a lot of things that bug the shit out of me about public transportation (ie lack of punctuality, high prices, over-crowded, horrible ride, and more). But the last thing that really bothers me are people eyes. Everyone is just watching each other. You look and catch someones eyes and look away. Look too long or catch someones eyes more than once and you are likely to get into a confrontation. You can tell we are all talking about each other or thinking how miserable the worst off looking people lives must be. But for the most part I think we share the same general thought once you board a public bus or train..."UGH, I HATE GETTING ON THIS MOTHERFUCKER!".
Monday, February 9, 2009
Monday, February 2, 2009
I HAD TO DO IT
What is the deal? I know...I know...I have been m.i.a. for a while. Two posts in January?! I'm bogus my bad. I apologize. Do you accept my apologies?
Today, I am in a great place in life. Doubt I ever mentioned this, but I have a music production company. I have three artists (Wa'Jee, Issues...producer, Daykeeper and K.O.). They are all nuts! Trust! Very talented individuals. As talented as they are I don't have the budget to focus on them all so I focus on two that work together heavily (Wa'Jee and Issues). Daykeeper is going to be my most treasured project because she is such a raw talent and we are both venturing into lands we have never ventured into. I think that ends up being fun for me in researching her genre of music's business and her progress as an artist. Anyway to my original emotion, I feel awesome. My company is really growing and we are in the process of accomplishing some goals I have set. We are going to accomplish these goals because of the addition of some very talented individuals onto my staff (that means they aren't artists). Along with business going well, I also am a candidate for the Chicago Fire Department (CFD). If you don't know that's something we Chicago folk call...hitting the job lottery. It's an awesome backup plan if my music business fails (which it won't). So I am so happy.
Anyway, today I watched the Superbowl (wack ass hell up until 6 minutes were left in the 4th quarter). I was at my cousin house with a few friends and family and we were just discussing friends. Through the conversation some religion and relationship things rose and my mind started jogging. I started thinking about the importance of religion in a relationship. I hate to talk about religion in general because christians are typically so easily offended (sorry if I categorized you and you are a christian who disagrees with what I just typed). So I don't like to discuss it but I am going to tackle this with my usual charm lol.
I want to start off by giving you all some history about my relationships with god and love. First, I have no relationship with god. So you ask 'How can I discuss religion?'. I attended religious private schools throughout grammar (baptist) and high school (catholic). I attended church often until I was roughly 14 years young and given the choice to go to church or not...NOT (my decision)!!!!!!!! While attending De La Salle, I really was fascinated with the history of religion (mainly the history of Judaism and Christianity). I felt like I was Neo in the Matrix and given the choice of the red or green pill. I felt like years of slave programming was erased from my brain. I love knowledge and I love the maturation process. Post studies of Christianity and its history, I decided to be agnostic. I felt and believed in a divine power but I didn't have enough concrete information to choose a belief. I don't do Jesus (mainly cause the Jews don't do him and I feel like that's like me saying "Malcolm X didn't mean shit to my people!") and Christianity (or any denomination that falls under the umbrella including non-denomination that some black folks think makes them smarter than those that chose a specific brand for a similar bible, preaching style, idolization habit and a bunch of other bullshit that the white slave master used to socialize our people and passed the torch to our pimping preachers to use on us to get money). But I don't knock anyone elses religion unless challenged (as I so often am by thirsty, hypocrites of the black christian and non-denomination population...SORRY YOU FUCKERS ARE IRRITATING AND PHONY AS HELL!!!!!!!!). Second, love? I have been in love, broken hearts, etc. I have been through it. I have been in the trenches. Outside of marriage, I can be an awesome advisor on relationships, playerism, etc. I am just THAT DUDE! Lol.
So now you know me and where I stand. Here goes my issue. I know a lot of women friends that are into the church and are working towards being saved. Fine! I have no issues with that unless you try and flood my brain with your bullshit. I am offended by a couple of them though. These females are currently celibate (good for them...I'm not going lol), involved heavily in church (kissing their pastors asses...Fine...I'm not going), employed, mobile, not catching any dates, educated, some are attractive and some can dress but may not be attractive, and ALONE. Alone? YES?! Even the bad ones! Why? Fucking pipe dreams! I mentioned in a previous blog that a woman wants a great man that will work, deliver some good penis at least until you are 40, wash the dishes, be nice to visitors and pay attention to you after the game is over. Very general and everyone has their own specific bullshit they want in a guy but nine times out of ten the guy you fall for will only have 70% of what you want and you will be working the rest of your lives complimenting his faults. Its called being in a relationship. Its called work! But back to these chicks...why are they alone? Add those general needs plus MUST BE INVOLVED IN CHURCH OR CARRY MY BELIEFS. I do not agree with the latter at all! I am not saying allow your man to be a devil worshipper at all. But as a brother who is not into the church but still feels as though he has a lot to offer...I am upset by my disqualification. Though, I have dealt with more religious women in my days, my friends disappointment me. What if I wanted to be your man? I would have to start attending church with you. Bahhumbug! Fuck that! I am involved with a woman that is a "god-fearing" woman. But I don't stay in her ear like "You know they threw god in our faces when the lynched us or raped our women or justified their behaviors" or "You know we didn't originally practice christianity before we were kidnapped" and she doesn't beat me over the head with a bible or talk to me like "You need to come to church" or "You gone burn in hell" or "You need some Jesus in your life". Its a beautiful thing. My grandmother spent the last 25 years with the man she married after she divorced my grandfather not complaining that he has never attended a church service with her or that denies virtually every invitation from her to go. She just continues to invite sporadically and let him be. But they have a successful relationship. Its possible ladies. And let's be completely honest there are only three types of guys in church...phonies, gays and lames. You are looking for a needle in a haystack. I know of a woman that waited 24 years to finally get married and have sex after 20 years of celibacy. She married an impotent, unfaithful, phony, ignorant, crazy motherfucker that wasn't worth the wait. Now granted that's one case but its the fucking example I got and its bogus! You may say to yourself "I won't make the same decision". Maybe not. I don't think I can make my point on this blog. My general point is that guys like me are cool, smart, respectable, etc. We are just as awesome and a lot of times better than those cats you dumbass women are praying for. Stop wishing on a star and get out here and mingle and make mistakes like the average man. You don't have t screw to make mistakes. But as the saying goes "I would have rather loved and been loved than not have loved at all". Whoever said that give them credit cause I am not in the mood to google it.
Today, I am in a great place in life. Doubt I ever mentioned this, but I have a music production company. I have three artists (Wa'Jee, Issues...producer, Daykeeper and K.O.). They are all nuts! Trust! Very talented individuals. As talented as they are I don't have the budget to focus on them all so I focus on two that work together heavily (Wa'Jee and Issues). Daykeeper is going to be my most treasured project because she is such a raw talent and we are both venturing into lands we have never ventured into. I think that ends up being fun for me in researching her genre of music's business and her progress as an artist. Anyway to my original emotion, I feel awesome. My company is really growing and we are in the process of accomplishing some goals I have set. We are going to accomplish these goals because of the addition of some very talented individuals onto my staff (that means they aren't artists). Along with business going well, I also am a candidate for the Chicago Fire Department (CFD). If you don't know that's something we Chicago folk call...hitting the job lottery. It's an awesome backup plan if my music business fails (which it won't). So I am so happy.
Anyway, today I watched the Superbowl (wack ass hell up until 6 minutes were left in the 4th quarter). I was at my cousin house with a few friends and family and we were just discussing friends. Through the conversation some religion and relationship things rose and my mind started jogging. I started thinking about the importance of religion in a relationship. I hate to talk about religion in general because christians are typically so easily offended (sorry if I categorized you and you are a christian who disagrees with what I just typed). So I don't like to discuss it but I am going to tackle this with my usual charm lol.
I want to start off by giving you all some history about my relationships with god and love. First, I have no relationship with god. So you ask 'How can I discuss religion?'. I attended religious private schools throughout grammar (baptist) and high school (catholic). I attended church often until I was roughly 14 years young and given the choice to go to church or not...NOT (my decision)!!!!!!!! While attending De La Salle, I really was fascinated with the history of religion (mainly the history of Judaism and Christianity). I felt like I was Neo in the Matrix and given the choice of the red or green pill. I felt like years of slave programming was erased from my brain. I love knowledge and I love the maturation process. Post studies of Christianity and its history, I decided to be agnostic. I felt and believed in a divine power but I didn't have enough concrete information to choose a belief. I don't do Jesus (mainly cause the Jews don't do him and I feel like that's like me saying "Malcolm X didn't mean shit to my people!") and Christianity (or any denomination that falls under the umbrella including non-denomination that some black folks think makes them smarter than those that chose a specific brand for a similar bible, preaching style, idolization habit and a bunch of other bullshit that the white slave master used to socialize our people and passed the torch to our pimping preachers to use on us to get money). But I don't knock anyone elses religion unless challenged (as I so often am by thirsty, hypocrites of the black christian and non-denomination population...SORRY YOU FUCKERS ARE IRRITATING AND PHONY AS HELL!!!!!!!!). Second, love? I have been in love, broken hearts, etc. I have been through it. I have been in the trenches. Outside of marriage, I can be an awesome advisor on relationships, playerism, etc. I am just THAT DUDE! Lol.
So now you know me and where I stand. Here goes my issue. I know a lot of women friends that are into the church and are working towards being saved. Fine! I have no issues with that unless you try and flood my brain with your bullshit. I am offended by a couple of them though. These females are currently celibate (good for them...I'm not going lol), involved heavily in church (kissing their pastors asses...Fine...I'm not going), employed, mobile, not catching any dates, educated, some are attractive and some can dress but may not be attractive, and ALONE. Alone? YES?! Even the bad ones! Why? Fucking pipe dreams! I mentioned in a previous blog that a woman wants a great man that will work, deliver some good penis at least until you are 40, wash the dishes, be nice to visitors and pay attention to you after the game is over. Very general and everyone has their own specific bullshit they want in a guy but nine times out of ten the guy you fall for will only have 70% of what you want and you will be working the rest of your lives complimenting his faults. Its called being in a relationship. Its called work! But back to these chicks...why are they alone? Add those general needs plus MUST BE INVOLVED IN CHURCH OR CARRY MY BELIEFS. I do not agree with the latter at all! I am not saying allow your man to be a devil worshipper at all. But as a brother who is not into the church but still feels as though he has a lot to offer...I am upset by my disqualification. Though, I have dealt with more religious women in my days, my friends disappointment me. What if I wanted to be your man? I would have to start attending church with you. Bahhumbug! Fuck that! I am involved with a woman that is a "god-fearing" woman. But I don't stay in her ear like "You know they threw god in our faces when the lynched us or raped our women or justified their behaviors" or "You know we didn't originally practice christianity before we were kidnapped" and she doesn't beat me over the head with a bible or talk to me like "You need to come to church" or "You gone burn in hell" or "You need some Jesus in your life". Its a beautiful thing. My grandmother spent the last 25 years with the man she married after she divorced my grandfather not complaining that he has never attended a church service with her or that denies virtually every invitation from her to go. She just continues to invite sporadically and let him be. But they have a successful relationship. Its possible ladies. And let's be completely honest there are only three types of guys in church...phonies, gays and lames. You are looking for a needle in a haystack. I know of a woman that waited 24 years to finally get married and have sex after 20 years of celibacy. She married an impotent, unfaithful, phony, ignorant, crazy motherfucker that wasn't worth the wait. Now granted that's one case but its the fucking example I got and its bogus! You may say to yourself "I won't make the same decision". Maybe not. I don't think I can make my point on this blog. My general point is that guys like me are cool, smart, respectable, etc. We are just as awesome and a lot of times better than those cats you dumbass women are praying for. Stop wishing on a star and get out here and mingle and make mistakes like the average man. You don't have t screw to make mistakes. But as the saying goes "I would have rather loved and been loved than not have loved at all". Whoever said that give them credit cause I am not in the mood to google it.
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