Saturday, May 31, 2008

You are beautiful

I was thinking, how different for me, and something came to mind that i figured i should speak to. That thing is you, black woman. I feel I have to tell you something you don't hear enough. This is not meant to be some suck up shit, and i am not trying to get some pussy off this. I just figured you should hear it, cause honestly when is the last time you did? I know you have heard some other shit such as ho, freak, or bitch, and some say that you are to hard to deal with but fuck that that you deserve more. I mean who sets the trends who made white women get collage, who put ass on the map before kim kardashian or j. lo? You are the mothers of earth born of the cradle of civilization yet you get more disrespected than mother nature. Being used for sexual release, your numbers being depleted by disease, and so many being forced to raise children without the presence of good men, all this unacceptable to me. You deserve more, we deserve more as a people and culture. If you chose to enjoy your sexuality you are degraded and called less but if your skin was fairer you would be seen as some sort of star. Just to get what you deserve you have to work three times as hard. But even with all this stress you are blessed, with the deepest form of beauty, an internal beauty that shines when you smile whether your teeth are straight or gapped, whether you have slim lips or full, be you as light as butter or a mocha shade you are.
atleast to me

Friday, May 30, 2008

aint that dude 40?

Well, i was doing one of those things i should never do, watching bet, and i saw something massively disturbing. A 40 year old man who is currently on trial for child pornography, singing about his hairbraider. I find this wrong for many reasons, first of which is there has already been a song about getting your hair braided it was by a 15 year old, secondly the song sounds like a song by The Dream someone 20 years younger than this guy, and didnt sisqo do the gold hair thing many years ago in the thong song video? Everything about Robert Kelly is concerning to me. How did he start out sounding like Aaron Hall and now sound like The Dream. How do you marry a little girl (with her parents permission which makes it even worse) then act like thats your brother in a video having sex with a little girl... and why would you call yourself the pied piper when is some versions of the story he stole all the little kids of the town....

i digress

Friday, May 23, 2008

The conflicts

My life is a series of conflicting ideas, maybe its the libra in me although i dont believe in asstrology yeah i spelled it with ass cause well its ass, anyway. These conflicts arent with others, they are with myself. A few of which are as follows: I m smart but i do dumb shit, i want to be in shape but i love sweets, i love women i dont like talking to them, i enjoy observing people but dont like being around most of them, i want to be successful but i dont want to DO anything, i want to be well known and respected but i dont want to be famous, i give great advice but i never take advice... from myself or anyone else.

this was supposed to be longer but the conflict between artistic thinker me has lost out to lazy a.d.d me.

Monday, May 19, 2008

Breaking all the rules

Yeah, so i have all these rules i live by, they arent written, and i dont think they will ever all be written or will even be written here tonight. These rules consist of common sense things that keep me from doing stuff that makes people look dumb. No fussing in public, no redating, no talking to girls you failed with.  Some how i let myself slip on one of those categories, and i don't know what to do about it.  This is the thing i make fun of people for the most, letting yourself stay in a situation you cant control or with someone that has all the power. It's insane, to make a mistake you know is a mistake, or maybe i just really think its a mistake real hard. Well the first step is acknowledging you have a problem right??

Well

My name is Chris and i have an idiotic addiction.

i guess i only got 11 more steps

Im gonna be a rapper

I want to be a rapper now. It is not for the money. It is not for the groupies. It is not for the fame.

I just really want to be able to have fan participation in my life.

I want to be able to walk in a room and say say something and everyone says it. And to tell people get out they muthafucking seat and they do and say like put you hands in the air, or just one and, or just 2 fingers, and no matter what they do it.

I want to be able to say shit like "where all the sexy ladies at? Make some noise if you got good pussy... make some noise if your pussy DON'T stink."

What other job can you ask such an inappropriate question and people get hypde up and start yelling wooooo instead of yelling AT you. If i walked into say, SuperTarget as a manager and acted the same way i would have 100 sexual harassment suits at the end of the day.

And at the end of the day my happiness is tangibly tied to my ability to be totally inappropriate. Anyone who really knows me knows how hard i smile when im saying something i shouldnt say.

So right now im freestylin' while i type this i may even start rhyming my lines in this blog i dont hurry up and stop writing. But the decision has been made so i am going to go buy a rhyming dictionary, some drugs to sell, and a chain tomorrow and i will be well on my way.

Monday, May 12, 2008

Disconnected

Today i'm going to talk about, hold on im getting a text.

Where was I? 

Oh yeah I decided i should write about.... wait let me respond to these instant messages.

SO yeah with out any further adieu, my blog about the disconnection of the online era.

When did it be ok to sit in a room full of people and not talk to any of them? Since when has it become the thing to do, to totally ignore everything else thats in your current surroundings?When did it become perfectly acceptable to say i am bored to about 15 people a day? 

Since the internet got popping thats since when.

When we were kids, those of us born pre 91 atleast, there was no such thing as bored unless you were a husky kid and didn't want to go out and play. If you got bored you would just walk down the street until you found another kid say "hey wanna play" then commence to making up a game that totally made no sense.  Not only was it healthy for the body but for the imagination.  Now all the kids are husky and have cell phones and wont even walk out side to say hi, they will just text. There is one benefit to that though, shorter hold times for people to type notes on your cell phone account when they make a mistake since everyone has been typing since they were 10 as the main form of communication. But anyway back to the real topic of discussion, how being so connected has actually made us much more disconnected.

I will start with something i do quite often. I will walk into a room full of people and before i even acknowledge them, i have to check my texts, you know gotta make sure i'm not missing any information from people i'm not anywhere near. I have never been a big people person, but when it comes to text or online i am always talking to people. Also i find my self saying "i am bored" if i am not doing atleast 4 things. If all i am doing is instant messaging watching tv and texting, I HAVE to turn on some music. We crave over stimulation, multitasking, and distraction in order to fell that our life has been filled.  Its funny how many people get offended wen i say lets go outside and play

Even as i type this i am multi tasking, created batches of contact sheets from pictures i shot today. WHICH i have to hurry up and do because they are late because this is the world of instant gratification. As a matter of fact i was quite pissed today as i drove to do the shoot and couldnt get my phones internet to pull up accurate directions in a timely manner. Ooops there's some more ims coming in. It seems as though i can't disconnect from this long enough to talk to my own brother, but he is busy typing his blog anyway. You can learn more about your friends from their blog/myspace/facebook/whateversite.com than by sitting in a room with them for an hour. Maybe its because its easier to share private information with the public than your friends? Atleast when the public judges you you can say they don't know you, eventhough they know more about you than your own parents in most cases. Someone just im'd this to me thought id share it.


ok back from the distraction

Another thing that has become practically impossible is having a serious relationship.  With the advent of the internet it is like there is an unlimited amount of easy ass for young men to chase, and ballers, rappers for young women to pursue. All just a mouse click away... or even closer if you have a web enabled cell phone.  There is now a worldwide web of sexual partners to explore instead of just people you bump into out and about at school, clubs or even church.  With that much temptation its not hard to believe that the divorce rate is fast exceeding 50%. Why settle for some cute girl from around the way when all you gotta do is get on myspace and find a mildly more attractive person with more common interest thats within a 5 hour drive?

But who am i to complain, here i am connected and disconnected at the same time. It hasnt even been a week since the last time i sat in a room full of attractive women and texted some one miles away lol
 

Man I love Chicken.

Chicken is pretty great. There are so many ways to make it. Fry it, broil it, bake it, stick some ham and cheese in it and call it cordon blue. It's one of the most versatile meals around.  If you can find me one person who doesn't like chicken in any form ill give you a million (not dollars but something). 

But eventually you can run out of new ways to have chicken. I mean you can tie it up, put toppings on it, eat it in public, or even pretend its some other type of poultry. In the end sometimes you just need something different. No matter how much you like chicken, sometimes you want a steak, or even just some eggs or waffles or cereal.  Hell just something different.

They say why eat a burger if you can have fillet mignon, well sometimes all you need is a quick double cheeseburger. So ladies remember that if your dude ever cheats on you, there is nothing wrong with your chicken, he just needed a new meal. And if you don't think she is as attractive as you, he might have just wanted to have something off the dollar menu that day

disclaimer i have never cheated on a girlfriend, i'm just saying .. i understand why one could.


Sunday, May 11, 2008

Raven Simone got swag..

But does she have groupies?

Raven Simone has been a fixture in hollywood since she was the age four. As a member of the cast of the Cosby Show, she was amongst the most viewed people on television. Unlike most child celebrities her life didn't spiral down the tube after a few failed albums, even if she knew what little girls were made of she wasn't making hits. Instead she proceeded to work in hollywood and eventually expanded her brand and stardom to a whole new young market. Hell even my little sister has a frew thats so raven dolls and the thats so raven game. So with that merchandising money, a production company, whatever money she is making from that show residuals and royalties from the Cosby Show and her albums sales, (even if its just 65 cents a month or so) she has to be rather well paid. She also seems very confident in her abilities as a singer and actor, no matter how bad cheetah girls and all that is.

The real point of this blog is actually not Raven Simones success, but rather its about how if she was a man she would be married to Mariah Carey, or a tleast knocking off a far share of models and celebrity women, to go along with the regular chic ass that money and success affords you. 

Is it just that men are more shallow and attracted to a certain body style of women, because i rarely see her accompanied by a gentleman on tv... Or is it that women are just that attracted to money? Can money and status be that powerful for women? I mean Grimace  could pull women if he was a ball player. Maybe I'm just hating, or being a negative observationalist as i prefer to term it, or maybe i am just right. Either way maybe i need to holla at Raven.

Sunday, May 4, 2008

Pumps and a bump

Well since im in between parties and photoshoots i decided to spew off some ramblings and observations that have been with me over the last few days. The first of which gave birth to the title of this blog, and that is i hate women in flat shoes.

I don't know if it sounds gay but, i don't care, I like shoes, I like women in nice shoes. I'm not brand conscience or anything but i like nice shit. When i see a woman with some nice legs and ice shoes, i feel all warm inside. When i see a woman with a great body and some fucked up shoes, i, i , i just don't like it.  It is something i have never really understood but, i don't like peep toes (most of em) or sandals, or sling backs.  I don't know maybe i'm conventional in my tastes, all she needs are some plain high heels. No strappy shits, especially if the feet are not well maintained. And no 2 inch heels, if you gonna do it do it all the way, thats what Granny used to say.

I gotta get famous, but not for me cause i don't wanna be famous, for the ladies. Thats right, i only wanna be famous for the ladies. I mean i don't like being in the spotlight, i do enjoy being acknowledged for my skills and talents. But skills don't get you shit but props. Fame, and even more so money, can open a lot of doors per se. It is a well known fact that women are as attracted to status and finance as men are to ass and tits, i mean they like bodies too, but they will fuck with dude who can provide security faste. Just as men like brains and faces and all that good stuff, but they will holla at a pair of dd's just as quick as they will a woman with a 4.0 gpa. I'm just saying. ANyway, the moral of the story is fame attracts women, and women attract more women, and the better that one looks the better the competition will be. Being a man thats like one of the main concerns in life, what makes you look cooler than a bunch of pretty women fighting over you, the confidence level goes crazy, which brings you more women. its like a cycle.

This one will be short. Chicken before egg? Well the actual question is, can someone use sex to get in shape? Don't you have to be in decent shape to get enough sex for it to be exercise? Or can you just get a bust down and get in shape with that?

It's getting about that time to pack my stuff to shoot so this ends the journey into my brain.

b e z

Thursday, May 1, 2008

Chivalry is dead

Chivalry is dead, and no it wasn't of old age or natural cause, or even because women killed it. Its just natural selection. Good ol' darwin is the undoing of the former niceties women enjoyed so much.


There was a time, i believe some time before the 90's because i hardly remember it, when us fellas were expected to be courteous and gentlemanly in our actions. We were expected to walk closer to the street to protect a woman, lay down a coat so a woman could walk over a puddle, open car and other doors and hold them until the woman had entered the facility. All very simple things that at times went over looked.  Recently women have notice that these things don't occur any longer. Some comedians have said that it was their own doing, with the new fangled "independence" and such. I tend to disagree. 


The extinction of chivalry  is nothing more than natural selection. Its been determines through evolution to no longer be necessary in order for a man to achieve the goal of mating.  With the alpha males being "thugs," courteousness has went the way of the dodo bird. Is it so bad though? I kinda like having clean jackets and walking on the safer part of the street and why should i have to wait to get in a building cause i'm with someone else. It may sound messed up but its just evolution.


and they wonder why i don't have a girlfriend.