Birthday Day!

Today is the birthday of two very special ladies. Now I was gonna do a really cool and cute tribute to them and all that. But I won't. Why? I did mention that they were "special" right?

I was gonna post pictures and all and talk nicely about them. Put my admiration all out in public and be all gushing over them and such. It would have been a spectacular performance too! One good enough to make a wife jealous!!!

BUT!

I ain't gonna do that. Because one be playin' too much with Photoshop, yes we understand you got talent... And the other IS JUST FREAKING MISSING!!! AHEM...

So to the other, I will just say Happy Birthday Haremite Queen Of My Castle!!!

To the one...

Reasons Why I Might Not Come To Your Blog… By Opinionated Diva and The Second Sixty-Eight!!!


1. Comment Moderation…HATE IT!!! I know for some it’s a necessary evil, but I still hate it. When I leave a comment I like to see it right away. I also like to see what others have to say, so I’m not repeating exactly what someone has JUST said.
Well you are a lot nicer than me! I will straight up not even come by anymore if I gotta wonder if you got it or not. Usually I find that NOBODY is interesting enough for me to put up with that, blog stalkers or not...
And that word verification stuff is some bullshit too! Especially when the damn thing is longer than my comment!!!



2. Infrequent Posting…After a couple of days of nothing and not seeing you around the blog way, I just start thinking you’re on blog hiatus, so I don’t come by.
What? I KNOW you ain't trying to put a brotha on blast!!! All I know is you best have them butt cheeks around these parts on the regular. I mean harass me and e-mail stalk me. Call me and cuss me out. But you are obligated by the Harem code to come by here!!! Dammit!!!
Er... this ain't NECESSARILY about me? Oh... Well... wait... ... ... Hey!


3. Automatic Music players…*sigh* I REALLY hate these. They also slow your page down. I usually end up hitting the little “x” in the upper right corner, when I come to these pages. Which brings me to the next item…
You know you love it when I do that! But only if the post requires background music! Now everybody else...


4. Busy Pages…Too many pictures…too many surveys…too much every damn thing. These pages take FOREVER to load. I don’t care if I’m on the laptop at home or on the pc at work or on the crackberry…it’s still a slow download. Me and patience broke up years ago…not able!
Whoo lawd! You ain't said but a word! Wait... Mine ain't busy is it? Cause if it is then you need to upgrade...


5. Constant Secks Sex Talk…I enjoy talking about secks sex about as much as any other hot blooded female, however I need more than that. I don’t wanna read about how you got that good good or how big “junior” is or how much stamina you have either – some things should be left unsaid. In the past this wasn’t a big deal, but these days, I don’t comment on these posts.
Well, I ain't female. So I don't mind nearly as much... Okay, so what about constant sexual innuendo? Oh, and the strikethroughs are because we use grown folk words ova here!


6. No Reciprocity…blogging is a sharing caring community…you visit me and I visit you. I know I am guilty of not visiting everyone that visits me regularly though, so let me know if I’m neglecting you…it is purely by accident.
Yeah. I am trying to make sure that I at least put the page in my favorites if I don't read it that day. And I hate it when I don't get return blogrolled! Okay, I don't hate it. But I used to. But I decided that it was for me to keep up with MY favorites... Just because the other person is a busta...


7. Soliciting…Coming to my blog to advertise your blog, is how you get me to NOT come to your blog. I excuse this from my regs and other T13’rs, but new folks? It’s not necessary. I see a new name and I automatically want to see who you are. Chill.
You know I was gonna ask why you excuse it from the regs. But then I realized that sometimes we have such good stuff that we gotta tell you about it. Like I am gonna do as soon as I post this! But we are so in agreement!


8. Bad Grammar…I’m the queen of broken sentences and I deliberately use bad grammar (regularly)…because hell sometimes it’s just funny to type it that way, but I mix it up. There is a difference between what I do and people who have no business writing a post. These are usually the people who leave the most confusing comments too. *inside joke here* hee hee
Really? So who indeed is the joke really on? I too have encountered a few spots and comments that left me doing that confused monkey head scratch thing...


9. Ya Bore Me! Sorry. I know some people really write for their own enjoyment and this might include writing post after post about their boring life. Just because you have a boring life does not mean you can’t write it with humor and make it interesting. Hell…my life is boring. There’s nothing going on…but you gotta be able to poke fun at yourself and the boring stuff that happens to you to connect with your readers or at least to engage me.
Um... Okay... SOMEBODY is feeling a little mean or something... You know, remember "Keep in mind that I'm an artist. And I am sensitive about my shit" No? Okay... I am witcha sis! I just had to poke fun at ya mean ass!


10. Post Sagas…sometimes I’ll read a really long post and I’m engrossed because it’s just that funny or bizarre, etc. MOST OF THE TIME I AINT ABLE!!! Get to the point! Editing is your friend! So what THIS post is a long one!
LMAO @ "Editing is your friend!" I have grown accustomed to the really long post thanks to Ladylee and Freaky Deaky! You know I bet they can kill a cell phone battery! What? I only pick with those I really like!


11. I don’t like you and/or I can’t relate to you…it’s nothing personal (most of the time).
I need add nothing to this...

12. I don’t do motivational…OK…that’s not entirely true. I stole that line from Rashan - LOL. I lump all the excessively motivational, spiritual and infomercial-style posts in the same pile…and I avoid that pile!
Um... Yep! Except for Miss Kitty. She understands reciprocity (#6, huh?) and you always gotta have at least ONE friend around to keep you from being dragged through the gates of hell without notice. God knows the rest of you ain't able! And she ain't excessively either...


13. Creepy poetry…I don’t dislike poetry as a whole, but all that constant crap about unrequited love and nonsensical crapola that could mean THIS but might mean THAT, but since you’re trying to be so clever and poetic, you’re never really clear about what it is you mean…well all that confusing mumbo jumbo is annoying. Pass
Um... yyyeeeaaaahhhh... I tend to avoid poetry as much as possible. I am good thanks! Prose is my tool and I shalt use it! I may not know art, but I know what I like! Alright, I won't be elitist. SOME poetry is okay.


Now with all that said…there are certain bloggers that I would follow regardless…these are the people I harass to post…the ones who I email harass…text harass…or harass on any level really. Harassing is how I show you my love! lol
Yeah I know. And you been doing it to me from the start. BUT you don't have to harass me today! Cause YOUR post is up!

Happy Birthday Haremite Opinionated Diva!!!!!
Edit: And congrats to you and your family on the arrival of your spanking brand new nephew, only a day late...

DAMN!!! That Was Embarrassing!!!

Oops!

I cannot help but to admit, I been slipping!

I seem to have forgotten something very important!

Almost too embarrassing to mention really.

Y'all probably gonna laugh y'all asses off.

Which will upset me and make me take my ball and go home!

Not that the hissy fit will make things any better.

Okay, MAYBE it would make me feel better...

Guess I will quit stalling and let you in on the secret too!

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Um... I seem to have forgotten my own Second Blogiversary!!!!!

Guess I will have to go back and post one for that day!

Hell one for last year too!

At any rate... Fuck it!

Happy Blogiversary to me!!!!!!

Warning!!! Partially naked chick to follow!!!

Thursday Thirteen: Favorite TV Characters 2

Here are a few more of my favorite characters as seen on TV. The first was man heavy so I flipped the script on this one.

The originators of this series can be found HERE

Edit: This is a redo. Not as good as the previous never to be seen version but I didn't think you all should have to suffer because of something you had no control over...



Nyota Uhura - The single greatest reason to travel in space in the 22nd century. Her and Yeoman Rand were the main two reasons all them Ensigns named Jones signed on to get maimed or killed on the Enterprise NCC-1701 (Not bloody -A or-B or -C or -D or any other letter...) That Kirk was one lucky muhfugga!!! I wish somebody would have forced me to kiss on that!



Grace Adler - Lucy is back! Red, gorgeous and funny as hell! Except this time instead of being a popular club owner, her Ricky is a gay lawyer. I guess that is progress. Man if only she could fill out a bra or some panties!



Kelly Bundy - Blonde, sexy, dumb, trashy. What more could a dude want for a Saturday night? This eye candy had me cracking up many days. She could still "knock me over with the weather". Her trying to graduate high school is still one of the best moments in TV history!



Alexx Woods - A smart woman in a sexy body enrobed in chocolate. How ain't that the hotness? What more needs to be said? Ladylee? Is that you? No? She is just playing you on TV huh?



Xena - Big, bold, beautiful and beat down. Yeah, the show was kinda campy and a little over the top. But I loved it anyway.



Piper Halliwell - She sure had me Charmed. Smart, sexy, talented, a little 'tude. She made me like skinny women again, the witch! All I wanna know is what a brotha gotta do to get a spell put on him?



Jack McFarland - Not a lady but a queen. And since Dana Scully was the lone lady on the last post, he gets her spot here. Wildly funny and way gayer than I could ever imagine a dude.



Trudy Joplin - This gal had a name plate on her desk that said "Big Booty Trudy"! I have been hers ever since!



Kelly Garrett - Everybody has a favorite Angel. This one was mine. How smoking is she? When I me the real lady some 20+ years after the show, she was STILL smoking hot!!! A tiny little thing though...



Denise Huxtable - After she lost them braces, she gained me! Yeah I got a weakness for light, bright and a shade from white. I gotta love me afterall. But she definitely made me look forward to college that year!


Max Guevara - Hot! The bad girl image, the motorcycle and the super powers only added to the wonderfulness! Hell I don't even remember what most of the episodes of Dark Angel were about. But I know why I was watching!



Catwoman - Each alone is a good reason for being in this list. Together omitting them would be a straight crime! Man I sure did like black sequined body stockings back in the day!


Wonder Woman - Do I really need to explain this one? Too bad that campy was the name of the game in the 60's and 70's when doing super heroes. Sure could use some of her now that Smallville seems to be creating the Justice League. Hell I didn't even know I liked Hispanic women until she came along!

Blogger Is A Jackass!!!

Well. My Thursday Thirteen post seems to have come to a shitty end. Blogger is acting a straight jackass. So all of the content that I added over the last couple of hours is gone into the ether...

So...

Muthafuck you Blogger witcha bitchass self!!!!

ahem...

Back to your regularly scheduled programming... already in progress...

Even More Politricks?

Something I found circulating on my Family's Website...
Apparently The Michigan Messenger posted the following article.
According to the Detroit News, The Obama campaign and the Democratic National Committee filed the suit in U.S. District Court against the Michigan GOP over this report. The Republican Party denies using such tactics.

Read and then research for yourself. But most of all be aware...

Thursday, September 11, 2008

Sarah Massey
PRNewswire

The Michigan GOP has announced plans to use a list of housing foreclosures as the basis for a broad voter-caging operation, as reported yesterday by Eartha Jane Melzer in The Michigan Messenger.

James Carabelli, chairman of the Republican Party in Macomb County, Michigan, has announced plans to assign "election challengers" to polling places to question the eligibility of home foreclosure victims based on residency.

"We will have a list of foreclosed homes and will make sure people aren't voting from those addresses," Carabelli told the Messenger.

Today Teresa James, attorney for the voting rights organization Project Vote, and author of the 2007 report Caging Democracy: A 50-Ye ar History of Partisan Challenges to Minority Voters, issued the following statement in response:

The Macomb County GOP's plan is a cynical partisan attempt to suppress the vote of thousands of low-income and African-American voters, a replay of the 2004 threats of mass challenges. Just because you're behind on your mortgage doesn't mean you lose the right to vote. All a foreclosure filing tells anyone is that the owners are behind on their mortgage; it does not mean a voter has necessarily moved. Foreclosures take time. And even if the plan is to only challenge voters whose homes have actually been sold at auction, the challengers will still achieve nothing but to slow-down voting and create an intimidating atmosphere at strategically chosen polls.

Michigan law says that challenges may be made at the polls if the challenger "knows or has good reason to suspect" a voter is ineligible. The Michigan Secretary of State has clarified this to require that challenges should be based on "reliable sources or means." Republican challengers with only a list of foreclosure notices will have NO evidence or reliable source to suggest that eligible voters have moved and are no longer eligible to vote.

This is just the latest -- and most transparent -- in a long history of racially and politically motivated GOP attacks against Michigan voters, designed to suppress votes by disenfranchising individual voters and creating confusion and delays at the polls. In 1999, right-wing volunteers in Hamtramck, Michigan systematically challenged the citizenship of voters with dark skin and Arabic-sounding names. In 2004 and 2006, Republicans reportedly recruited thousands of paid challengers to disrupt predominantly African-American precincts.

"If we do not suppress the Detroit vote," a GOP state representative was quoted as saying in 2004, "we're going to have a tough time in this election cycle."

As the Messenger reports, Macomb Count y is in the top three-percent of counties in the U.S. hit hardest by the foreclosure crisis -- and African-Americans, as the primary victims of sub-prime lending practices, make up the majority of these cases. African-Americans also tend to vote democratic, which is why it's not surprising that the GOP would target these voters for suppression.

Regardless of politics, no one faced with the possibility of losing their home should also have to lose their vote. Project Vote is writing to ask Michigan Secretary of State, Republican Terri Lynn Land, to instruct election officials that someone's presence on a list of foreclosure notices is not a legitimate basis for challenging that individual's right to vote. Project Vote will also send letters to both major parties, reviewing the acceptable criteria for voter challenges under Michigan law, and if necessary will file lawsuits on behalf of disenfranchised voters.

In America you get to vote even if you're behind on your bills. All Americans -- particularly those members of the community hit hardest by the economic crisis -- deserve a voice and a vote on Election Day.

Things Heard While On A Rant

And we got nothing to be guilty of
Our love will climb any mountain...

I want to go outside, in the rain
It may sound crazy
But I wanna go outside, in the rain...

Living just enough
just enough for the city...

I'm never gonna dance again
Guilty feet have got no rhythm...

I'm sippin' on Tanqueray with my mind on my money and my mouth on the ganjay
R A G to the muthafuckin' E
Back wit my nigga S N double O P
Yeah! And you don't stop...

Just a city boy, born and raised in south Detroit.
He took the midnight train going anywhere...

Unforgettable
That's what you are
Unforgettable
Though near or far...

I got a penthouse in Manhattan
Two more in Malibu
I got an '87 Cadillac Seville
I got a Maserati too...

Would you mind
If I touched, if I kissed, if I held you tight
In the morning light, yeah...

As around the sun the earth knows she's revolving
And the rosebuds know to bloom in early May
Just as hate knows love's the cure
You can rest your mind assured
That I'll be loving you always...

I hope you
That you've been checkin' me
I know what you're talkin' bout
You got me trippin' on my own feet...

All alone on a Sunday morning
Outside I see the rain is falling, whoa
Inside I'm slowly dying
But the rain won't hide my crying, crying, crying...

Troubles With King Syndrome

Yesterday's post was put out late last night. And you may have noticed it didn't have a title. Today a post with a title OOPS!!! NOW it has a title...

I figured out why it took me so long to do it. And why it was essentially a lazy blog that was typed.

Why do you ask? Oh several negative emotions regarding the folk I live with.

These derive from something I call King Syndrome. King Syndrome is where a man escapes the confines of life as is has come to be and falls into a world where he feels things as are they SHOULD BE. I spent the weekend out with The Wife. I tend to do this at least a couple of times a month. This happens for a few reasons.

1. I need time away from these damn inmates! Prison, asylum, call it what you want. But that is what they be!
2. To see how well cared for mom will be in my absence. I can't be here all the damn time and those other people she is supporting need to step up and earn their comforts without my interference (being their safety net).
3. With my wife is WHERE I BELONG!
   
4. Some exit strategies need to be phased in slowly instead of being forced on the populace at large unexpectedly.
5. There is a great deal of leechism going on here and I am tired of being one of them. My living expenses are being provided for me by not me. So I make the best of it by making sure the person who is taking care of me is as well taken care of as I can manage.

I could go on but I think you are getting the point. Needless to say, that wen I am gone, I start to feeling like a king again! But then I return and find myself amidst a black hole of motivationlessness. Never thought I would look forward to getting out to class like I do. I am starting to regret taking that web class. I could be staring at the young and inappropriately dressed instead of staying stuck in the house. But I know why I did that one. 10% laziness and 90% not leaving her to them for that many days in a week. Although I am gonna have to get over that...

The problem with King Syndrome is that good times come to a rapid end. And I return to... this place... It ain't home...

But on my return I notice several things almost immediately that are not right. This destroys the afterglow naturally. Good emotions are replaced with bad. I find myself pissed off because nobody really bothers to clean up after the dog. This means noboby bothered to take him outside so he WOULDN'T need to be cleaned up after. I mean hell I hate doing it sometimes but it is like a preemptive strike. I would rather be cold and sleepily walking like a drunk than smell a wood floor that has been pissed on. And I find that things are out of place or plain missing. Man, I feel my blood pressure spiking right now. If suddenly start talking crazy or you see the same character repeat itself a bunch of times, it is because you witnessed a stroke at the keyboard. Just thinking about that backwards ass shit is pissing me off.

IDK. Maybe it is just me and I am a closet control freak and need to get my shit together and... Okay fuck that. I ain't the one fucked up. The more order I try to establish in this joint the more chaos ensues. It ain't me. Anybody who knows me knows two things about me (that apply to this situation...) 1) I am live and let live. If you ain't messing up my groove, I ain't gonna be in yours. 2) EVERYTHING has a place. I am no neat freak, in fact I am somewhat packratish. But I think that for things to exist in my space they have to have a purpose and a place. So living with folk who don't understand that keeping their shit to themselves keeps me outta that shit and we all are happy is a problem. And in addition those same people not understanding that utility of things (and people) having a purpose AND a place bother me to no end. Hell I can't even get my damn mail without going on a damn scavenger hunt. I done found mail with my name on it in every room in the joint. Strangely enough it never ends up in the ONE place I am guaranteed to see it, the chair I am sitting in now.

And don't let me turn my back too long. The stuff that is used to provide comfort and support for the person who is taking care of this House of Leeches will walk the hell off. Mom is the only person who can't bathe herself (unless Lil B. is in the house), so there are wash basins here for that purpose. Why did I spend a half-hour last night looking for one while constantly bitching about the FOUR of them missing when I was trying to get her cleaned up? And she needed a shirt change once I managed to get her clean. Why could I not find one of the FIVE shirts I got for her LAST MONTH when her clothes were washed and returned earlier in the day?

Anyway. I am getting tired of bitching today. And since you have spent all this time reading all of this, I give you The Money Shot!

I am really hating this place and these folk. So if I tell you I am coming to a town near you sometime next summer, know two things.

1. We gots to hang! Eat, drunk and get merry and all that shit.
2. You got homework. Because I will likely be in the area because of an opportunity, so I am gonna know where the GOOD spots to live in your town are.
3. If it is biker dude calling, I may be coming to steal a corner in some unused room, if you got one (yeah I know I said two...)

Much love!

You know. I ain't got jack shit today. Mostly because I don't feel like thinking. Or emoting out loud. Or... Hell I don't even feel like explaining.

I will give this another try tomorrow.

By the time you read this, I might actually have a real post up.

I ain't promising nothing though. I might feel the same tomorrow.

Dap to the fellas. Booty grabs to the ladies.

That is all...

Peace!

A Very Interesting Product

You know. I think I might have to get me one of these...

If you feel the need to wonder why, either you don't know me or YOU need therapy!

What is it you ask? Well the answer is right here!

Campus Sightings

I done seen some things on campus these last couple of weeks.

At this point in my life, things are pretty hard to come by that produce shock and awe. So of course me starting back to school exposes me to a lot of things that I might not necessarily see in my otherwise everyday travels.

I preface this by saying that the last time I was in class was almost 15 years ago. Children who were starting kindergarten are now classmates! Y2K was still more than half a decade away. Gangsta rap was hip hop. Fashions that were in then are on the verge of coming back. Long story short, things done changed a bunch!

Things that I found strange, shocking or noteworthy as spied by my naked eyes:

There was this dude I saw the other day who was probably the craziest looking thing I thought I would ever see. He was a white guy of average height. He was as skinny as a rail. He had a beard so full that it made Grizzly Adams look somewhat well shaven. But MOST noticeably he had the skinniest pair of blue jeans that I have ever seen on anyone sporting a package. How skinny you ask? Well, my older folk will probably remember the days when the ladies would buy a pair of jeans and then take them home and sew the seams so that they would fit close all the way down to the ankle. Well his were almost that skinny! And I mean high school skinny if you ain't catching on. Size zero skinny. I almost stared... hard...
Imagine the dude above with a hair game like the one below. But with black hair!

Y'all understand why I was tempted to stare?


I know fashions and modesty have changed. I see the kids running around nekkid here and there. But until I was nearly overwhelmed visually, I didn't realize how things changed. First is the shamelessness. Hooker brands galore. Thongs on display. Donkey asses with low rise jeans where you could swear you see the ass crack. Thick hips. Thick thighs. Milk maids. Tight shirts over round bellies. REALLY tight shirts where you can see the outline of the belly button crater. And enough cleavage to fill two years of Cosmo issues. I may be seeing the world through Dirty Old Man Eyes now. Whatever it is, I think I am gonna enjoy being on campus! Especially in the spring when they clothes come back off after the winter! I am almost sorry I am taking the online section of Astronomy!!!!

Can y'all imagine this chick with jeans that give her plumber's crack?


EDIT: For Realhustla... The two ladies in the above picture are Milk Maids. This is the basic configuration with the boob size, cleavage revealed and lack of shirt near the neck line in these approximate ratios. In other words, they make me want milk.... from the source... (actually these ladies are a bit smaller than what I been enjoying...)


Now I saw this kid, who seemed to be about 20 or so. I could be wrong but I think he is goth. He had on a black t-shirt and a black jacket.
He also was sporting some pants similar to these:


And he had some shit similar to this on his arms:

I was tempted to ask him what the deal was with the outfit. But I didn't want him to jump 60 feet up in the air and land on me with a 15 hit combo!

And I saw an old dude who was trying to relive old glory by riding his bike to class like many others... Oh. Wait... That was me... Boy did my ass hurt after that one! The ride was just fine but getting used to a bike seat again ain't the thing to do!

A Day Of Remembrance

Today is the seventh anniversary of the worst terrorist attack committed on American soil. That is if you don't count the wars of previous centuries or various government policies...

The world has been an eventful place these last seven years. Because of this, that tragedy has become a thing that is fading from the minds of many who were not directly affected. You all have been living it as I have, so I need not get into the details.

But on that day, almost 3000 families lost loved ones. Why isn't really important today. That debate has gone on for a while now.

Since that day another 4100 or so families have lost loved ones in response to the attacks on that day. At least that is the chain of events we are being fed...

A cataclysmic event happened in 2005 which devastated a city and it's surrounding areas. Over 1800 died. Over 700 missing. Thousands and thousands of people displaced.

A day of elation and heartbreak in February of 1994.

The coldest day of my life happened in October of 1987.

I could go on. But I think you get the point.

Today is one of those days that should be set aside for remembering. Each of the above individual days is one that changed my life. Each event taught me something. Each event ended something that I did not want to end. Each event reminds me to remember the people and not the events. We have history books and documents for the events.

The other 4100 people also bear a lesson. But today is not for debating or teaching. Today is for remembering. And I shall remember again so the memories won't fade.

The Rapper In Me

You know about umpteen years ago. Me and my cousin Profit J. were talking about music. Eventually the conversation turned to the kinds of dudes putting out records at the time. Hammer and Vanilla Ice were big then.

So and idea formed... Obviously talent was no longer needed to secure a contract! So me and he were thinking about forming a rap group!

Were were gonna call ourselves No Talent Individuals! The first single was gonna be entitled In It For The Money. On the album Mo Money To Get The Hunnies! He was gonna be Profit Jay. I was gonna be Unpoetic Lou. Our main hook was to sample Elvis songs. We were gonna be the crossover kings. We would have made a mint!

Ah the days...

Should have did that shit though!!!

School Madness: Tha Audio Update

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Older Old Skool Joint

I guess it is kinda hard to look REALLY masculine singing that damn high...



Really though. With the state of music these days, he could stand to make a come back.

New Old Skool Joint

What ever happened to...?

Tha Weekend...

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School Madness: Tha Update

I went in for another round of advising because I was positively in a twist last night.

I get there after several misstarts getting out of the door. And it is a rainy kinda day so I ain't feeling that wonderful. After one tardy bus and one crowded bus I make my sweaty way into the office. I sign in and wait for about 10 minutes. While I am there I see this Indian/Pakistani guy sitting with a small baby. A couple of minutes later I see this thin and fine thing walk out and ask him "Is the baby OK?". At which point I nearly fall the hell outta my chair because this woman had to be either a size 0 or a -2. She must have looked like she was smuggling soccer balls when the kid was inside... But I digress...

Because a couple of minutes later I see some fine chocolate walked up in the office and go to the sign in sheet. I thought she was another student until she called my name. So I followed her (with a slight grin) right past my own advisor and to her office. So already my day is better. I tell her about the registration process nearly making me lose my religion last night. So we dig into the transcript and did a quick audit of the classes.

One of the classes I don't have to take because it isn't offered any more. Cool! Three fewer credits and nearly a grand saved! Another I had passed and as long as I bring a B in another course, it should even out if it isn't already. The class I was registered for I did indeed pass previously, so one more off the list of those needed...
My Physics course grade never got submitted for whatever reason so... I am taking Chemistry! It was a Physics course for Physics majors, so the professor told me at the time, an it was mind bending! Fuck that! Not doing that again! Then again... Scratch that! They would require me to be on campus three days for an hour and TOO early for me to take Chemistry! I am taking Astronomy!!! And it is a web class!!!
I figured out which computer course I actually needed last night. I just needed to see how many credits I had to take to get there. So the 2 credit class is registered for...
And my Systems Analysis class is registered for because I stunk that one up bad before!
The capstone course for the Business school, Business Policy, needs advisor approval and it wasn't open at the time. But they may make you manually register for that one... The Software Tools for Business Applications and Information Systems Policy and Management classes are only Winter term classes.

So that leaves four business courses, one computer science course and one natural science course and I am DONE! Three and Three (barring surprises) and I am out!

School Madness

I must be getting old. And I am not so eager to start classes suddenly. I say these things because I am still not really registered for classes. I spent like four hours yesterday playing around with things. I was trying to find the non-existent class my advisor gave me. I then realized that she told me to take a different class that I already passed. I was attempting to reconcile the needed classes from the bulletin with the missing classes on my transcript. I came to the realization that half of the damn classes I need are either offered NEXT term or currently closed. ALL of my damn classes will be at night since the one I already took was the lone daytime class. These night classes are gonna cause a serious problem for me since carrying firearms in dorms and classrooms is illegal in Michigan. But riding busses at night in my neighborhood unarmed is not really all that smart. And no car... OH yeah. I almost forgot, there are two classes on my transcript I need to readdress but one doesn't seem to exist anymore and the requirements seem to be changed regarding the other...

Forgive me if you pass by me today and I seem to look confused.

Anyway, lemme shut the hell up and get my ass to her office so we can get this shit cleared up. Cause I REALLY don't wanna deal with Late Registration.

Damn! And it is raining...

At least my financial aid papers are filled out and submitted. I sure hope they don't give me these kinda problems...

Thursday Thirteen: Favorite TV Characters

Here are a few of my favorite characters as seen on TV.

The originators of this series can be found HERE

Jack Bauer: This guy defines American Hero and Do WHATEVER it takes. I don't know about y'all but if there is some terrorist madness going on, I want him on the job. He always gets his man and even has been known to make collateral damage of friends and allies, all in the name of saving the day!

Jonas Blaine: Soldier of soldiers. Special ops operator. My TV sleeps well at night knowing that this bad ass and his band of merry killers are putting it down for the old Stars and Stripes. Definitely not a guy to mess with. Especially if you are a terrorist stupid enough to "take revenge" at their own home base.

"Big Ed" Deline: Former president and chief of operations of the former Montecito Hotel and Casino on the former show known as Las Vegas. This guy is a throw back to the olden days when Vegas was a mob resort in the desert. Out smarted crooks on the regular and ran the show with ease. Intensely loyal to his peeps, to the point of offing one of their abusive parents.

Captain James T. Kirk: The very definition of never give up. This guy was dead determined not to fail, lose his ship, lose his friends, or miss a chance at a hot babe! A legendary fighter, joke cracker, ladies man, and over emoter! But he definitely had swagger and defined what a REAL starship captain was made of...

Fox Mulder: A man who lived his life in the margin of the strange. Extraterrestrial, paranormal, unexplainable or just plain weird. If it was out there then he was all over it. He tended to get himself in a bit of trouble because of it. But always came out (mostly) no worse for wear because of it. And often got answers.

Dana Scully: What do you get when you mix the initials M.D. and FBI? You get the red headed hottie above of course. Always the scientist, she almost never believed her partner when he explained the strange. Forever ready with a scientific explanation to counter his voodoo. Of course I never really minded that she was wrong most of the time. Cause smart chicks are hott!!!

Horatio Caine: Cool as a redheaded cucumber. This dude is half geek and half action hero. He runs a team of scientists and has been known to bust a gat with the quickness when needed. Okay he busts the gat often because some dudes ain't learned to listen when the dude goes positively Batmanlike.

Gil Grissom: Smart dudes rule! And this is one smart dude. An investigative scientist with an unnatural fascination with bugs. While other dudes solve things by acting, this dude actually thinks his way into the solution!

Uncle Bernie: Say what you want to about the Cosby Show, but this is my favorite TV dad! He had them kids straight up on lock! To me this is the typical dad. All the good things that folk expect in a father. Yet he didn't mind bringing the pain when they stepped outta line. You gotta have balance... And you know he done hit them kids in the stomach or the throat or busted their heads until the white meat showed!

Huey Freeman: The ever thoughtul and ever frustrated suburban revolutionary. Remarkably deep for a 10 year old. Dude is quick to wonder about the absurdities of life as we tend to live it. And is a Kung-Fu master!

Riley Freeman: Aka Riley Escobar, ake H.R. Paperstacks, aka Horse Choker, aka Pillsbury Doughboy, aka Louis Rich, aka Young Reezy, aka... You get the idea. Dude definitely caught up in the lifestyle of the Hip Hop generation. Most likely to live ghetto fabulous and most likely to hatch some crazy ass get rich scheme.

Admiral William Adama: Captain of the Battlestar Galactica. that alone should be reason enough to be in this list. But he also is basically the savior of humanity. He is the man in charge of the only viable military ship left to humanity after the destruction of 12 worlds. He gathered up the 50,000 or so remaining souls and their rides and protected them and steered them to the guestination of Earth. Even if half of them didn't deserve it...


Adrian Monk: Obsessive and compulsive. This man belongs in an insane asylum. He is an extreme germophobe and king of neat freaks. But he just happens to be the best detective in San Francisco, possibly the world. Between bouts of being a barely societally functional head case, he manages to crack even the most impossible cases by remembering even the most minute details of things that he has seen.

The Cool Kids

I got to hang with the cool kids this weekend. Of course if my chillens were reading this, they would think this was SO about them. I mean I hung with them too. Back to school shopping and such. Even though they ran The Wife straight up a wall by acting like they could hardly be bothered. And she had the money to shop like she wanted to this time. Damn shame when you gotta ask folk SEVERAL times if they want something. But then again, that means we did something right since they aren't all stuck on the acquisition of goods and such.

But since this isn't about them. The Wife might think I am talking about her. Since I did hang out with her and she most definitely the coolest kid I know. For obvious reasons...

But this ain't about her either.

This is about the new additions who spent a little quality time with me this past weekend.

Brandon Deon II

This is my great nephew. Getting a little spoil and nap in. He was feeling a little fussy since he HATES to be laying down. I think those women done spoiled him already!!! Dangit! They done ruin't him in three weeks time! I can see me and he are gonna have to spend a little time together. No use in it getting outta control to the point of the woodshed!

Anaya Princess Marie

This little darling was the new arrival that I mentioned back in April. This was taken when she decided that my head was too tempting a target for her NOT to be in. Seems she figured out how to get my attention. An impromptu head massage from a woman is never a bad thing! Although I could have done without the drool on my scalp...

Kurn the Spoiled

This is Dog. He acts special like this often. Caught him napping on this one. No chips so there was no entertaining video to share this time. But then again, look at him. Did I really need video?

What's On My Mind: The Review

For those who took my little pop quiz on Sunday, the answer was "I am thinking about learning to play the guitar!" Congratulations to Thoughts Of A Southern Gal for getting the answer! For those who missed it, for shame! I mentioned it in passing on Sunday! (I see who REALLY reads up in here... Just messin' with y'all!)

The Get List is a general guideline for moving my life in a beneficial direction. One of the specific items under Get Educated and hence Get Wealthier and also Do whatever it takes to make a life better, is to learn to read music and play an instrument or three. The guitar has been calling me the hardest. More specifically the electric guitar. Which of course fits in with my bad boy image of The Biker Dude. Cause riding out with an electric guitar strapped to your back looks MUCH cooler than having a saxophone or a piano strapped on. Don't believe me? Do the mental images yourself...

Besides that looks like a bunch of fun to me. Chilling at the Promenade behind Cobo @ 2 dark thirty with a portable amp, the river and a nice breeze. Hmmm... Might have to get that scenario in place for next summer.

What's On My Mind...

See if you can pick out the common theme in this play list. This is the next thing I am considering putting on my plate...

Mad Behind

I am still behind in my reading from last week. Things have made my days a little fuller than usual. And them damn Olympics at night too...

If you haven't seen my by in a few, don't worry. I ain't forgot about you. I just been reading back to get caught up on everybody I have visited. And y'all know how Ladylee do it!

And I try to leave my chat client open when I am at my keyboard, so you can reach me that way if need be!

And I have been trying to get my Google accounts and blogger logins straight. So if you see some strange changes, it is me trying to transition the blog from one ID the the proper one!

So the name of the poster on the older posts either might either change or disappear completely.

A Little Thrill

I have been an M.I.A. Student at the Wayne State University School of Business for almost 14 years now. Why? Because we usually go to college to get a career. My career found me mid semester in 1993. I was enrolled in the Professional Development Program at a large IT employer in the area. This was a class and a job at the same time. On numerous days I would arrive before 8 in the morn and not leave until 9 that evening. Which made it rather hard to make those three hour classes three evenings a week. I learned to be a work-a-holic then. I have had the good sense to forget though...

After the program ended, I was put on assignments in Michigan that had me traveling to at least an hour each way to go to work. So the classes didn't get picked back up. When I finally did manage to get assigned close to the city, life happened. Fell in love, became a home owner and a family man. You know, grown man shit. As I said, life happened. And here I sit 14 years later without a bachelor's degree that I started my quest to find in 1985!

Yesterday I went to speak to my academic advisor. I had been in contact with her over the last couple of years. Trying to make progress. I have been out long enough that things have changed. So I needed to get a new plan of work to determine what was needed to finish my quest. I still don't have that. But all the paperwork and transcripts and readmission thingies have been submitted. Much to her surprise. The plan of work will take a couple of weeks to process since it is spin up to the fall semester. And she wanted to make sure that every thing was cool since I have been in that particular school since 1988.

Four good things I found out as a result of that meeting:

1. She said that there may be some requirements that I don't need to take because of my ancient admission date. Cool. Even less than I might imagine is needed.
2. Since all of my readmission stuff is out of the way, I can register for fall classes.
3. A query by me to determine the approximate number of credits needed for graduation, barring surprises on the plan of work is...16!!!
4. If I jump on things, I can have an answer about my financial aid package in about 2 weeks! About a week after the semester starts!!!!!

Needless to say I had a nice little bounce in my step. Even enough to erase the fact that I had just dropped off $16 in late library books!

I don't know where the hell all the money is coming from, but dammit I am gonna be in somewhere between 2 and 5 classes come next week!!! Now book money is a whole different story...

Tha Good Good?

I was recently asked to watch a video and give a reaction. This particular video is Good Good by Ashanti.

At first glance I decided I could actually like Ashanti. The imagery in the video spoke to what the Good Good really is. It did so in a somewhat silly manner, but it did so. And that got me to thinking about my own stance on Untested Pussy. Basically that all pussy is good pussy and if you gonna brag on yours being superior, then I am gonna call bullshit on that unless you prove otherwise.

This of course begs the question. Is this song gonna turn into an anthem for the chickenheads who don't understand that keeping a man goes outside the Paradise Triangle? I am all for confidence in that gold you sitting on. But hell, let's be honest, they are all golden to men! So if you gonna use good as an adjective and a noun, you better have something else on the table.

That said, I can see this song becoming popular with a few types of women.
Dumb Chicks - These are the ones that think popping the coochie is way to a man's heart, wallet, car, crib, etc. They are dumb of course because of well, other Dumb Chicks! Y'all know y'all done seen some pussy popping contests over a man, just to prove a point! So you can see how this might go over!

Somewhat Dumb Chicks - These are the ones who know how to do the maintenance on a man but think their shit is so damn good that they can use it to control a dude! You done met this type. They can be June Cleaver all the day long. But they only break out the Vanessa Del Rio when it is to their advantage. Or even worse, try to use the promise of some trim to keep a dude in line. These are also the ones likely to cry to get their way.

Real Women - These are the ones that know it takes large portions of Vanessa Del Rio and June Cleaver to make the for real Good Good! Hell we men are simple. If a meal is cooked and hot on the stove, do you honestly think we are gonna wanna go to the nearest Old Country Buffet? Hellz No!

For those not in the know, the formula generally goes like this.
Happy man = Food in the fridge and/or on the stove, A big ass TV, Sports for the big ass TV, Beer! And most important "All you can eat" pussy. All found at the crib.

A man that is hungry, hard, unaware of the scores and not beer mellowed is a man that leaves the house.

I suspect that there is one class of woman who will only shake her head at that song/video.
The Fareal Real Woman - This is the one who is half Vanessa Del Rio, one fourth June Cleaver and one fourth Claire Huxtable! These women already know what is up and are confident enough not to need to brag that they have the Good Good. Cause we already know she got it!

The above is a line of thinking related to The Grandfather Clause (A Bullshit Theory)

Woodward Dream Cruisin'

I spent the weekend out with my family. The wife is in the automotive industry. So she managed to get us some really sweet VIPage this weekend. We went to the Woodward Dream Cruise as guests of the Eaton Corporation. Which meant we got freebies! T-shirt, Official 1/64 scale Dream Cruise Shelby Mustang replica, and FOOD!!! Not to mention that Eaton's guest compound was right in cruiser central at 13 mile and Woodward!

Got up early and headed to the shuttle. The wife remarked that we wasted more gas goint to the shuttle than to the actual event. But hey, somebody else was driving and the shuttle parking was free! We got to drool over dozens of well maintained cars in the park. Us parents watched with great amusement as the children almost fell in the ground with the pain of being born way too late as we went down the list of rides our parents had. The Girl Child nearly fell over when I walked her by a '71 GTO that was a lot like the one my mom had back in the day. And then she nearly twisted up in a convulsion when the next car was much like the '73 Mach 1 my dad had. And of course we did the necessary exaggerations about cars arriving for minutes when passing the late '60's and early '70's LTDs that our fathers owned. Yeah. They were born way too late! Did I mention the Monte Carlos?

The sound of a NASCAR engine revving high was like a siren call to the dozens of car heads strolling through the park in the late morning. One of the big motor oil makers had a dyno display set up with a Nextel Cup car running on it. 750 horsepower is a beautiful sound I tell ya!

On to eat! Hot dogs, hamburgers, Italian sausages (foot long), grilled chicken, three different mayo salads, garden salad, chips (potato and tortilla) and I tried to eat them all! And they had water and pop (no, not soda dammit) galore! So many that my Ghetto Girl Child decided that she was thirsty and decided to collect one of each (8 kinds...) prompting us to say "That's G" all day. "G" meaning ghetto as hell! Did I mention they had desert? Fruit (melons, grapes and such) Pastries (cake, cookies, brownies) and ICE CREAM!!! They had Dove bars up in there! And Good Humor!!! I think I gained five pounds and three shades eating outside.

After we finished putting the feed bag on, we waddled toward the real action. Slobbered over a few more rides and hit the main drag. I think that cars from pretty much every decade were well represented on Woodward that day. Rumble seats, racing slicks, neon paint, land yacts from earlier days, an old Checker cab, VW busses (hippie vintage), a car with a circuit board surface, a protester with a sign asking if we have been saved, Smart cars and even an Urkel Mobile (BMW Isetta)! And MANY many many many Mustangs, Camaros, Chevelles, Firebirds, Chargers, Challengers and Corvettes of MANY years!

A good time was had by all. So we caught an early (5:00 p.m.) shuttle back to the car to beat the rush. Strangely enough we left around the same time they stopped passing out food. Imagine that! But I managed to be fat and full and with 2/3 of my summer coloring by the time we got back in. I had to say it was a good day!

On An Enjoy Today

That is right! I am on an enjoy today. Getting caught up on the reading I didn't do this weekend while I was gone! The sun is shining. The weather is pleasant. The tunes are kicking loud in my headphones!

"The first, the last, my everything!
And the answer to all my dreams!"

Congrats to Haremite Supreme, That Original Oldgirl, LadyLee for celebrating her 10th anniversary of being Dr. LadyLee!

"I got sunshine, on a cloudy day!
When it's cold outside, I got the month of May!"

The fools and their foolishness best not ruin this day for me. I see no reason for them to get me started because I see no good reason for me to BE started!

"I won't be neglected, I won't be denied.
The pleasure of your kisses, the pleasure of your smile."

It is said that you can pick your teeth, you can pick your friends, you can pick your nose, but you can't pick your family! Now that being said, how many people do you know who would be unloved orphans if you COULD pick your family?

"I wanna know...
Is it still good to ya!
Does it feel all right?
Is it still good to ya!
Will you prove it tonight?"

Why am I not mad that the Jamaicans seem to be handing the U.S. Track athletes their asses? I am a rabid homer most times. So whatever the home team is I am rooting like crazy. Well, except the Lions... But I can't be mad at them!

"Strangled by the wishes of pater
Hoping for the arms of mater
Get to me the sooner or later"

I think I spend too much time sitting at this dang computer. Because I find myself typing so much faster than usual that I have to stop and make sure I got it right.

"What's it gonna be?
Cause I can't pretend.
Don't you wanna be more than friends?"

Why is it that the good groups fade away and forever do concerts on their good old stuff. While the record companies constantly put out crap from crappy artists?

"That's right, pleased to meet you,
I still won't tell you my name.
Don't you believe in mystery,
don't you wanna play my game?"

They sure don't make them like that fine ass Vanity no more!

"We can make a million promises
But we still won't change
It isn't right to stay together
When we only bring each other pain"

Why am I still having a problem with Mariah Carey and Nick Cannon?

"Things are kinda hazy
And my head's all cloudy inside
Now I've heard talk of angels
But never thought I'd have one to call mine"

You know, the older I get, the easier it is for me to find the beauty in a woman. I guess evolution comes with seeing beyond the visual.

" How am I worthy of
Love from an angel
Princess superior of my soul"

I also think I need a good digital SLR and a guitar in my life.

Answering Another Divalicious Question: The Get List

About a week or two ago, The Blog Wife, Opinionated Diva asked me how I was doing with my list for improving things in my situation. That question was based on this post from a while back. She being the wonderful and caring person that she is, asked how things were progressing half a year later. This post is her answer.

Y'all will have to excuse me for having published this incomplete. The original version didn't have the above explanation. So I am sure folk were wondering what the hell was the question that she asked. At least I was wondering that when I read it...
Also I forgot to mention that I have all of you under Get Wealthier and Get Closer...


Get Wealthier

• Not much progress has been made on this front. But of course should I decide that my current volunteer position needs changing, I suspect that things should change rather rapidly.
• But The Wife is starting to take orders for the baking business. That might get going soon!
  

Get Healthier

• I have been in closer contact with my doctor.
  
• I am doing better managing my health issues.
  
• Of course I have to get wealthier before I can really improve my diet.
  

Get Educated

• I have an appointment with my adviser to discuss my remaining classes for my degree.
• My BS in BA/MIS is not far off.
• Getting wealthier would likely help some too.
• I have been picking up some knowledge on web design and XML here and there. So I may be changing things up here and there...
  

Get Selfish

• Yeah. This one is probably the most urgent of them all.
  
• Too much has been slipping and going wrong because I haven't done this one!
• Self interest has taken a back seat to duty at times. That ain't cool with me no more.
  

Get Closer

• I am working on this one too.
• I am trying to reconnect with family and friends that I have been missing out on while hermiting.
• I am also trying to get back to the way things are SUPPOSED to be with The Wife and kids.
  

Get Distant

• This one really only can be measured by other things happening first. Especially Get Gone.
  

Get Mobile

• Some progress is being made on this.
  
• My car is on the road again. Unfortunately, The Wife's car suffered a tragedy which made it necessary to put my not so road ready ride back in traffic!
  

Get Gone

• No offers to leave town yet. Dangit!
• Might have a little movement on getting out of THIS place though.
  

Get Your Duty Done

• As much of it as I can whenever I can. It is working out better for mom at this point than The Wife. But that may find some balance soon.
  

And most of all DO whatever it takes to make a life better... YOURS!!!!!!

• It isn't exactly getting worse. So the slide seems to be stopping.
• I have all of you. How isn't that better?
• I have been making some progress on everything else so things are bound to look up!
  

Favorite Posts Another Time.

This is a little something I had hiding in the drafts. So these posts are a little bit older. With a couple of recent ones added on? Catch up if you missed out!

Terry. Left me speechless again. With this.

I just love me some Minerva Exertion, especially after the wonderful shade of purple she turned in becasues of Purple M&Ms Part1 and Part 2

Watch as Dreamy launches a cute little foot off into her cute little mouth right here!

Two at work rants in the same day:
Boredndropkickin'
I Am Toodamnsleepytobebothered

It ain't the Glock that makes J fearsome. This does

You all got snowed! Gotcha! Interview With A Blogger

Damn near fell outta my chair on this one! Stank Ass!

The truth is sometimes better than fiction! Jaila's Customers

An Oldgirl's Thirdaversary! Three times!

Another P-Chats Post

Pop on over to the P-Chats and see what I did this time!!!

The Nominees Are...

The Black Weblog Awards is asking you to nominate your top bloggers. There are a million and one categories. When I voted I left a few blank…but here are my votes.



Best Design:
Luke Cage
Luke Cage's Spot - Hell if I could figure out the real name I would put that there!!!

Best Post or Series of Posts:
Making the Blog
Beats, Rhymes and Life - Making The Blog - My exit was priceless! The rest of it was quite good too!

Photo Blog
Mindspill
Bygbaby.com's Mind Spill - Almost make me wanna blow a grand I don't have on a digital SLR and learn the craft.

Best Writing
Nikki
Indigo Trail Of My Thoughts - The Cunt Cameo and Cars. She is burnt but in a good way...

Best Gossip Blog & Blog O' The Year
That Bitch!
Rhymes With Snitch - Call me biased if you will. But cuz be having me in stitches. And upon reading the requirements for Blog Of The Year, this one was right there!

Blog To Watch
Opinionated Diva
Divalicious Opinions - Definitely an up and comer. Even considered her for BOTY. AND she nominated me!

I would have nominated the Pussy Chats for Best Group Blog but I am a contributor so...

There is still time to participate. Nominations are being taken through August 16! Voting for the finalists runs from August 17 - 31. Winners will be announced September 4!

Being Nice

I have opened up my comment section (for a trial period). So the lurkers and the complainers can come by and say hi too! Of course I would caution those who would use the NEW choices to NOT click the Anonymous radio button. This is my blog and I reserve the right to be a complete asshole whenever I want. That includes deleting asshead comments and spam. So don't come looking at me all fucked up if I decide to circular file things that are just not appropriate.

And for the record, I would not consider myself an asshole for deleting any comment that starts with "anonymous said..." on GP!

Nothing Again?

Comment | Copy This

New things

Hey all! Brainz Mc Smarty here!

I know I do not post all that much here. But I have so many other interesting things to do! Which is why I am here today!!! I have been testing out a new chat client called Qnext. It is a universal chat program that is supposed to communicate with the popular chat networks that are on the internet! Is that not the coolest?

It is capable of Instant Messaging with MSN, Yahoo!, AIM, ICQ, Jabber, Google Talk and IRC!

Oh! It has too much stuff for me to describe here! If you are interested in learning more the web page is Qnext

If find that just reading or surfing is not enough for you and chatting is your thing, get on down with the program. You can chat with he that is we by sending your contact information to one of the following addresses:
thesecondsixtyeight@gmail.com
nephewlou@yahoo.com
And also let me know by leaving some word in the comment section so I will look for you.

I have also been playing with the new Yahoo Messenger Beta! That is pretty nice too!

Well, I have to go now! See you all out and about!

Post 300!!!!!

I have decided to officially introduce you all to the crazed cast of characters that make up A Dyssturbed Mined. It is said that we are all many people. Well here are a bunch of the ones that you all meet every day.

The Second Sixty-Eight

"Just one quote? Shoot I got far too much material to do just one!"

Characteristics:

• Good Natured
• High Spirited
• Megalomaniac
• Cocky (somewhat)
  
• Silly
• Outrageous
  

Profile: King contributor to A Dyssturbed Mined. Most likely to post for a reaction. Most likely to say something to create a reaction. Most likely to succeed! Most likely to...

Brainz Mc Smarty

"What's wrong? I can probably help with that!"

Characteristics:

• Genius
• Hopeful
• Selfless
  
• Big picture thinker
• Problem solver
• Tech support
• Computer geek
  

Profile: The brains of the outfit. Most likely to play with the layout, features or read the manual. Doesn't post much but makes every thing look real good!

Mr. Suave Hoeman

"How are ya panties?"

Characteristics:

• Charming
• Romantic
• Hyper sexualized
• Horny
  
• Somewhat vain
  

Profile: Most often the fella posting or commenting at The Pussy Chats. Or dealing with Haremites in general. Also the one most likely to get us in trouble with The Wife.

That Biker Dude

"A Box? How the hell you gonna try and put me in a box? There are only two kinds of boxes I like! Ones that contain gifts to me and ones I leave gifts in!"

Characteristics

• Freedom loving
• Rebellious
• Sarcastic
• Somewhat scornful (check the almost hidden sneer)
• Smart ass

Profile: The one most likely to talk shit to ya if shit talking is what you are into! And the one most likely to fuck with you if you aren't! Just because...

The Dark One

"You see what I am looking at. I see what I am looking at. Don't pretend you don't know what is on my mind already if you are tempted to ask!"

Characteristics

• Goal oriented
• Unapologetic
• Impatient
• Cynical
• Elitist
• A touch arrogant
  
• Doesn't suffer fools well

Profile: Known to rear his head when pissed off is the mood. But then again, you started it!

Usama Bin Louie

"Pull up ya damn pants ya nasty little gay fucker!!!!"

Characteristics:

• Mean
• Conservative
• Judgmental
  
• Mean
• Evil
• Anti-social
• Military freak
• Gun junkie
• The Protector
  
• Just don't give a fuck!!!!!

Profile: This is the guy who pops out when The Dark One is too nice a guy for the situation. Will bust a cap off in that ass. May even care if there is collateral damage. Most likely to hatch a terrorist plot against clueless Hip Hop generationers who think that WEARING clothes is not too stylish. Will hit a woman (if she threw the first blow...). Doesn't start things, but more than willing to bring the finishing move! Has only been seen when life or limb have been at stake or The Wife needs a firm presence to snap her back to reality.

He is so mean in fact that he wouldn't even let me post a picture! Tha Bastid!

Um... Usama here. That Sixty-Eight is a damn liar! I gave his punk ass a damn picture! I was even smiling real purty in it too! That fucka just didn't wanna admit that the scanner is fucked up and that Mr. Smarty Pants ass Brainz ain't figured out what the problem is yet! I may have to bitch slap Brainz until the scanner is working. Then I will post you my purty picture mydamnself!
And I don't know why Brainz didn't use a black background to match the blog on the placeholder. I wonder about him sometimes...
Usama OUT!

Uh yeah. Nice seeing ya Mr. Louie!
Fa real though. If y'all happen to meet him, and he is smiling... Y'all betta run! Cause I guarantee you the rest of us already did!!!