Tights Are Not Pants Entry Rant #1:
Tights are not pants.
Stop it.


The shiny tights like Black Eel. Those are acceptable, but when you decide to rock those in a size to small and it stretches out the shine so much to the point where you can see the white pieces flake off...yeah.

That's not the move.


Tights are replacing pants for all the wrong reasons. If you have a T-Shirt, do not
rock tights. Are you heading to the gym? Are you going to bed during the winter?

Then, Miss Regular T-Shirt Wearer, why are you wearing tights?  ¶ 7:57 AM 1 Comments

  I am the Black Gold of The Sun

I missed you blog.

I missed writing to you.

Sharing my thoughts and writing the shit that most people find incredibly funny.

Most importantly I think I have broken out of my personal writers block.

Boy, we got some catching up to do.  ¶ 7:35 AM 0 Comments

  OPEN LETTER TO BLACK PEOPLE Please save the Soul Train Awards.


I know it got cancelled. I know none of the young people care anymore, but I remember watching Natalie Cole peform hits like, "Pink Cadillac" and Alexander O' Neal prance around to the Detroit Hustle classic, "Fake".

Although I was young and had a head full of knockers (those round plastic elastic jump offs) and twists, I really liked those songs. Soul Train was the only outlet that allowed Black performers to be well culturally true to their word.

Guess this is what happens when people forget the cultural relevance of history.

After all, it's what kept Black history alive. Looks like Black History is losing its lustre in the eyes of the Sidekick Clique (Generation Y R U wearing tights as pants).  ¶ 2:41 PM 0 Comments

  Open Letter to Black People The church is not your personal show boat.

Please refrain from using church as a way to show how Black and Rich you are.
I appreciate that you have come up in the world.

But delegating 15 minutes to "Postcards from Your Upper-Crust Black Church Members" is ultra-exclusionary.

I thought that church was an all around welcoming place for everyone, but I am noticing that ya'll have
great way of making a spiritual place seem like a "who's who of Black showboatin'".


When are WE going to stop excluding others.
Please tell me when.


Black Church get it together.

Thank You.  ¶ 2:35 PM 1 Comments

  When the going gets TOUGH!

The tough say fuck this!


It has been apparent to me that I must be just a woman that must be use to having less.
Being less and coming up short these days.

I work a less than gratifiying job as someone's personal bitch in Harlem.
In an environment I could care less about. Right in the middle of sucking
down the disappointment and pushing on.

Right about now. I cannot hide my feelings or lack luster desires.
I have proven that I have no interest and will continue to have no interest.

All of this, while in the midst of looking for a new job since moving here to New York.
And still coming up with blanks and no dice.

I have moved here in persuit of a dream. Fufilling my degree coupled with experience,
yet I have not done that all.

Instead I am selling myself short, barely getting by and making life hell for those around me
including my employer.

What does one do in this situation?

Give Up.


Which is right where I am about to be at this point.

*sigh*  ¶ 2:12 PM 1 Comments