...And I'm out this bitch

It's Friday.

YESSSS!!

and today is payday.

OH YESSSS!!!!

I'm sitting here waiting for 1 pm because my ass is outta here. Time to get it on and poppin'.

Before I get it on and poppin' though I have to touch upon a woman I saw on the train this morning. *Sigh* She would have gotten an 8 from me but I had to bump her down to a 6. I've never seen such foolywag shit in my life. She was sitting there reading her book. I'm in and out of sleep but I look down and notice her shoes. Homegirl had on black pumps with WHITE TUBE SOCKS on. Not even fresh white tube socks. You know the off white type that has the lint balls on them? Yes, those. She looked like part of the "Beat It" entourage. I couldn't even snicker inside I felt embarrassed for her. OH WELL, I don't know why 'cause it didn't seem like she had a problem with it.

Ok, back to this 1 pm departure. I was supposed to leave at 3 today but my YT co-worker volunteered to stay instead. Bless his heart. I'm heading home to catch a nap 'cause I don't want to sleep for the whole weekend. Enough said.

TO all my regulars and ppl who visit from time to time, have a wonderful New Years. Bring it in sensibly, no drinking and driving please. BE SAFE and I'm out this bitch until 2007. *drops microphone*

I don't deserve this

These past 2 days have been living HELL!! I know when the new year comes and things pick up I'm going to miss these slow days but I'd rather gouge my eye out with a rusty spoon than sit here at work for 7 hours tomorrow and Friday. OHMYGAWWWWDDDDD!

On a lighter note, it's official...I'm celebrating my 24th birthday in Atlanta. More details to come.

I've got 30 minutes till I head home. I've never been so happy to deal with rush hour in NYC in my life to head home.

Godfather of Soul Dies

ATLANTA - James Brown, the dynamic, pompadoured "Godfather of Soul," whose rasping vocals and revolutionary rhythms made him a giant of R&B and an inspiration for rap, funk and disco, died early Christmas morning. He was 73. Brown was hospitalized with pneumonia at Emory Crawford Long Hospital on Sunday and died around 1:45 a.m. Monday, said his agent, Frank Copsidas of Intrigue Music. --Associated Press.

All jokes aside, 'cause I've had a few over the years, it's a sad day. I remember just seeing a few pictures of him performing at an event. One thing is for sure though, James Brown lived his life the best way he knew how and to the fullest. R.I.P Mr. Brown.

Say It Loud, I'm Black and I'm Proud. There are too many hits too enjoy from James Brown but this one is by far my favorite.

Happy...

Shaq is wishing everyone a happy holidays. If you think I'm about to run down all the holidays that are celebrated you can forget it. I'm beat and tired. It was a rough week, hell it was a tough year. I'll take time out to say I'm thankful though. For everything I've been blessed with, the people in my life, even my job. I hope you too are thankful for what you have 'cause you know there is someone out there worse off. I know everyone just loves to do the family thing this time of year but make the most of it.

I'm out this piece till about Tuesday. Till then let us join hands and praise:



Perhaps Reverend Alicia was a bit too much for some of us. Hmmm? Ok, something a little more easy going. MURRY CHRISMASS, MURRY CHRISSMAS, MURRY CHRISSMAS...JINGLES BELLS NUKKA.

My Day?

This is how my day went, today...I almost called an Equity Partner an:



It was not a good day. I almost blew my top trying to explain to someone who grosses over $200,000 a year that you cannot send 10gb's of files through company email. YOU FUCKIN RETARD!

What's Really Good

It's been a while. Well not really, I try to make at least a post a day but yesterday I was feeling lazy. Let's see what's new in Shaq's world.

My replacement kick finally made it's way to me. I feel somewhat complete now that it's back in my life.

Third week into work and things are still going well. So much things to learn. Some of the lawyers are really testing me though. I had to move a printer from one floor to the other and I try to get on the elevator and this lady is in my way just looking at me. Perhaps she didn't understand "excuse me". Perhaps me running over her toes would have made her move. It's all to the good though because I got my first paycheck last Friday and I'm still on my high. Monday two new guys started in my department and they seem cool. One of them is from Washington Heights (He's dominican, of course) and we clicked real quick. He picked up that I'm from Bk so all we do all day is clown. That's a good thing but I hope it doesn't become a bad thing. They hired a black girl in here and now they got this dominican running things in the IT department. They might have to break us up. As for the other guy, he's YT but he's cool too.

I don't know what I'm doing for New Year's. Notice I skipped Christmas. Shaq is not in the spirit. There was an orchestra playing in the lobby at my job, I wanted to throw the violin up against wall...the shit was annoying me. I really don't have anger problems ya'll but I've been feeling out of it lately. Anyway, I'm looking forward to my day off for Christmas, that's about it. As for New Year's, I'm looking to act a donkey somewhere. I know what the outcome of the night is going to be, I'm just not sure where I'm gonna act the donkey at and exactly how much it's going to cost me. These clubs out here are BUGGING!!! 200 bucks for some VIP. I'm regular folk, I'll walk in with the regular ppl...thank you very much. Oh well, I still got some time to figure it out.

Last but not least, I'm spending too much time thinking about the ex. This shit is wearing me the fuck out. All I have to do is not pick up the phone but I do anyway. I really shouldn't complain about it 'cause part is my fault. I learned this very early on, ppl only do to you what you allow them to. I need to stop being so nice and start choking bitches, straight up. That made me laugh a little but that ain't my style. It's whatever though, they say all things are healed through time. The way things are moving now a days, I got nothing but time.

Overpaid Players

After the Knicks debacle, I think I'm going to make a more conscious effort to watch more basketball games. I love to watch games but one thing really pisses me off is to watch players who get paid ridiculous amounts of money and don't deserve it.

Presenting, NBA's 10 Most overpaid players.



10.) Adonal Foyle- What I like to call BFN (Big For Nothing). Why Chris Mullin signed him I'm not really sure. Coach didn't play him for 11 of their first 22 games for no apparent reason.

2006-07 salary: $8,125,000



9.) Raef Lafrentz- Another big dude who is taking up space. He has 3 years left on his contract that is worth over 36 million dollars. Why is he grossing this much money and he hasn't averaged nearly 11 points in 5 years?

2006-07 salary: $11,532,037



8.) Theo Ratliff- This man tries so hard but 4.8 points, 5.1 rebounds and 2.1 blocks a game since 2004 just isn't going to cut it Mr. Ratliff.

2006-07 salary: $11,666,666



7.) Kenyon Martin- Let me not speak too loud, he might try to beat me up...he does have a temper on him. None the less, how valueable can Keyone be when the Nuggets went 41-15 without him last season. Looks like they did pretty damn good without him.

2006-07 salary: $12,068,182



6.) Larry Hughes- I actually have respect for this man. He lost his brother last year due to heart problems. It was a tough time for him. It hurt me to have to put him on this list but business is business. He reminds me of Allan Houston. He isn't a consistent enough shooter or scorer to draw the salary he does. He is supposed to be second to Lebron James but that just isn't happening this season, now is it?

2006-07 salary: $13,363,012



5.) Eddie Jones- He used to be the man, emphasis on used. I remember back in high school when I had his Team Jordan sneakers. Not only does he play for the worst team in the league (Grizzlies) but he's a non factor in losses or wins. His contract is up this season so it's safe to say he can kiss those big bucks goodbye.

006-07 salary: $15,697,500



4.) Grant Hill- I also remember wearing this mans sneakers in Junior High School and they were FILA's so you know he had to be something special for me to rock them. Rookie of the year, Grant Hill had a promising future in the NBA. Injuries plagued him and he has never been able to bounce back. Grant sometimes has to sit out the second game if the team plays back to back. That sounds like a problem to me considering this man is making about 17 million bucks this season. You can tell Tamia I said how you doin though.

2006-07 salary: $16,901,500



3.) Michael Finley- Twelve years in the league and averaging 7 points through 23 games. What makes his case different is that his former team (Mavericks) is still paying his ridiculous salary. Homeboy left the Mavs last year in hopes of winning a championship in San Antonio. What do you know, the team he left beat the Spurs in the Western COnference Finals last season.

2006-07 salary: $19,030,999



2.) Chris Webber- Since he broke up with Tyra he ain't been right since. Old age is catching up with Chris. His lack of mobility and defensive shortcomings have led to frequent fourth-quarter benchings. Paying a man over 20 million bucks who can't even play in the fourth quarter. Yea OK. Get this, his contract balloons to over 22 million next season.

2006-07 salary: $20,718,759

Last but not motherfuckin' least. You know it had to be someone on the Knicks, right? I just couldn't pick one.



1.) Stephon Marbury & Steve Francis- Blame Isiah for this but these two combined can't even win a play-off series. The most expensive backcourt in the NBA and Stephon is having his worse season in 11 years and the "Franchise" has tendinitis in the knee. He hasn't exactly been effective when healthy either.

2006-07 salary combined: $32,254,375




May sound like I'm hating on some black brothers making money. Well I am. I wish I got overpaid to do my job wrong.

When is enough, enough?

Up above is the picture of Ronald Madison, a 40 year old mentally retarded man who was gunned down by Louisiana police after hurricane Katrina hit. Read the full story here.

Five gunshots to the back while he was running away...I obviously wasn't there so I don't know what caused this showdown but why wasn't the necessary steps taken to get information about witnesses? I know this man wasn't the only person to witness this murder. Was someone scared of what someone would say had witnesses been questioned? Total disregard for a human life. I'm dusgusted more and more everytime I read another story about unarmed men being shot multiple times.

Runaway Love

Don't mean to start the week off on a sad note but I had to comment on this video. It's about damn time Ludacris made a song with some susbstance. I first saw it yesterday and looking at it made me misty eyed. Can't say a music video ever made me do that. Good job, Ludacris. Let's see if this song will climb the charts.

If you can't beat them, beat them up...Literally

I never thought I'd be saying this but I'm mad I missed last nights Knick game, DAMNIT!! These nukkas had an all out brawl at the Garden. What makes it even funnier is why they started brawling. Yea, yea Mardy Collins committed a hard foul on J.R. Smith but the Knicks were mad that Denver had all 5 of their starters in with 1:15 to go despite being up 19 points. Denver was giving them a good old fashioned ass whoopin and those Knick boys didn't like that. Nate Robinson tommbout saving face. Negro, if you wanted to save face you should have won the damn game or at least not have gotten smacked on your home court. I will give this little dude his props though, he was the smallest one out there but he was the gulliest. You see how he threw his dukes up like, "And what"?

Somebody please check out Carmelo Anthony. This dude throws a good punch but notice how he is backing the fuck up. Looks more like he's running away. SUCKER!!

I remember being in a restaurant eating a lovely meal when the Detroit melee took place. People were looking at me sideways because I ran to the tv to see the fight. HAHA. Too bad I missed this one...although youtube is the devil, I must admit I LOVE THEM!!!

Landslide

It's Friday night and I'm listening to the fuckin' Dixie Chicks...

*side bar* You didn't think Shaq liked the Dixie chicks, huh? And yes I just referred to myself in the third person. *side-eyes those who don't like that*

Back to the Dixie Chicks. I don't know what it is about these YT girls but I like their music. I have yet to buy any of their albums but the few songs I heard from them I like. Is it safe to say that I like country music? No but I do like the Dixie Chicks. The fact that they publicly said they don't like our President is an added bonus too.

Air Jordan V

Picked these up on the way home this evening. Not much to say but the color on these are white/black/fire red.

Break Ups 2 Make Ups

Meth said it best, "I hope you ain't looking for love 'cause I ain't got none left for you...PLUS YOU MISERABLE".

Random Quote

Some cause happiness wherever they go; others whenever they go.

— Oscar Wilde


Quote of the motherfuckin year.

Just for kicks

That up above is my most prized possession. Sad, isn't it? It comes second to my ipod. When I'm waiting on something or someone, I pull this thing out. When I'm bored, I pull this thing out. My life is on this thing. Now, it's broken. I have dropped it on many other occasions but this one time I guess it had enough. DAMN IT!!! I feel like I've been lacking for the past 5 days. I'm waiting for the insurance company to get back to me on whether or not they will file my claim. I guess they think I'm lying on how I broke it. Who knows. What I do know is that the deductible is $110. That's crack prices, T-Mobile. *sigh* I'm going to bite the bullet because I must have it back in my life.



I notice there is a limited edition LRG sidekick out. Hmm, I like. The makers should send me a complimentary one for all the LRG that's in my closet. I already know what's going to happen because I have no self control. I'm going to not get a replacement and I'm going to buy this because I always have the need for the latest gadgets. Hmmmmmm...decisions, decisions.

Incredible Hulk, anyone?

She has the henny, who has the hypno?


To all the ladies out there…If you plan on ever getting this drunk at the club, JUST STAY HOME!

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I WANT TO GO HOME

I'm walking down the street at lunch time and I almost got knocked out by someone opening up a door at Starbucks. Very rarely do I zone out but that scared the shit out of me. I could see the bruise on my forehead now. I'm sitting here zoning out some more. You would think I was in love the way I've been carrying on today. Oh well, waiting for 5:30 to hit so I can get the hell outta here!!!!!!

Here's a little old school for those of us old enough to remember all the lyrics to this song.

Nuff Said

There really isn't anything to explain here.

LOS ANGELES --Lisa Leslie will miss the WNBA season because the three-time league MVP is pregnant with her first child.

"I will be cheering my teammates on," she said Thursday, when it was announced Lakers owner Jerry Buss had sold the team to season-ticket holders Kathy Goodman and Carla Christofferson.

Leslie, who married pilot Michael Lockwood in 2005, said the couple doesn't yet know the baby's sex.

"I've been working out," she said. "I haven't been sick."

Leslie, a three-time Olympic gold medalist as a U.S. national team stalwart, plans to return in 2008.

"I want to play in the Olympics," she said.

She led the Sparks to championships in 2001 and 2002 -- the same season she became the first WNBA player to dunk in a game. The Sparks' court at Staples Center is named for her.

Good for her. Now who started that nasty rumor that all women in the WNBA were lesbians?

Back in the Day

This chick I went to high school with sent me an email over the weekend out of the blue. I haven't seen or spoken to her since the summer of 01'. She told me she moved back in the Brooklyn area and wanted to hang out yada yada yada. She attached this photo though that made me smile. Senior year she wanted baby pictures of folks to make a collage. Don't ask me why. Anyway, I gave her some. Sooooo introducing me. In the second picture you have to excuse my bow-legs and ashy knees, I was having an off day.

Forever Mine

That would be my parents. Picture was taken 12/8/79.

Friday was their 27th wedding anniversary. I didn't do anything for them last year so I thought it would be nice to invite some family over to eat all this cake. Since all this was a suprise neither my dad or mom knew. My dad went out today and bought a damn cake after I went out last night and ordered the photo cake. Now these mothersuckers got two cakes. The parents were suprised and happy so in the end that made me happy but damn, that was 50 bucks down the toilet.

I have to touch on the speech my father made. It honestly brought a tear to my eye. He turned the music down and turned to my mother. He said he doesn't know how it happened but he thanks God everyday for my mother. He said, it's like the day she was born it was written that they were to be together. Deep shit. My dad couldn't find the words to explain how he came from a small island to the United States and was able to meet his other half. He said it had to be written in the stars. I think I peeped my mom shedding a tear too. We talk about it's good to see black love but my parents have been living it for the past 27 years. It truly is a beautiful thing.

My father also had to stink up the night by trying to sing their wedding song, Forever Mine, by the O'Jays. Man oh man. Then my aunt got up and was doing the chicken noodle soup to James Brown. I had to get up and get a drink 'cause looking at her was stressing me out. By the end of the night all the old timers were inebriated and slurring all their words. I guess for them it was a good night.

Happy Saturday

Who goes to Sears at 9:00 in the morning for doorbuster savings on a Saturday when they should be in bed because they are tired as hell? ME. Just to save about 10 bucks. I must be out my mind but it was time to get up anyway. I'm looking for a deep fryer. I come up with the most random things but I'm a little tired of my chicken not being evenly brown (LOL). I figured I try this out.

Since everyone else was giving away cupcakes and kool-aid packs I figure I give out lawn-mowers since I'm going to Sears. You get a lawn-mower, you get a lawn-mower...everyone gets a lawn-mower. If you don't have grass to cut, not my problem. Don't say I never gave you anything.

Nike Dunk Hi

I kind of was going through withdrawals. It's been about two weeks since I copped something but alas, I'm back. Straight navy blue dunks. So simple and clean.

Capital One is the devil.

Yea so the new plantation ain’t all that busy and this network ain’t all that secure so I’m making another post.

I read this article on MSN today and it was interesting. It’s nothing that I don’t already know but obviously some people need to be told. Credit card companies make their money on people who rack up high balances and don’t pay their bills. If you’re up to the top of your head in debt with one card and they send you an offer for another one—just why would you take it? They don’t care; they are going to keep sending them as long as you keep using it. Let us just use our heads people. It’s not that hard of a concept. I hear people calling my generation, Generation Debt. Between credit card and student loan bills we are a mess. All I’m saying is let’s be a little smarter. I was finance major in college but it doesn’t take a genius to know how important your credit is. Just like your health, you have to take care of your credit. That’s what my old geezer professor used to tell us.

Off to a great start.

A day after I make a post about how laid back and cool I am. I really am people, trust me *I’m typing this while the devil horns are rising from my head*

The week was kind of off to a good start until this morning on the motherfuckin L train. Getting back to the swing of things on the train takes some time. I haven’t commuted on the train into the city in nearly two years. I made an upgrade and decided to spend $10 a day to get to and from work was worth it. Now, I just don’t have the time to wait for the express bus so I decided to commute on the train.

In the morning it’s routine for me. I throw on my headphones, turn my ipod up as far as it can go and close my eyes. I’m not sleeping but I’d rather close my eyes because there is absolutely nothing to look at on a crowded train. I don’t want to get caught looking in someone’s face so I’d rather just go that route. I open my eyes this morning to see what stop we’re at and this man is eating his sandwich and drinking his coffee all while holding on to the rail. It gets better; he’s eating it while standing over me. We’re about two stops away from 14th street so I’m up now. All of a sudden this big ass cream cheese crumb lands on my gray pants. I’m going to work so you know I don’t have a pair of jeans on. Grey pants that I’m going to have to send back to the cleaners sooner than I would have liked to. I got this big ass white stain on my thigh and he’s just looking at me. I look back at him and asked him did he not think that came from him. Fuckin’ idiot. He gives me some napkin that had a coffee stain on it. I told him to keep it. I am not a morning person so doing something stupid first thing in the morning is reason enough for me to curse you out. The train was jam packed and I didn’t want to cite a riot so I let him go without a verbal lashing. My question is what re re eats breakfast in the middle of rush hour standing up on a jam packed train?

Let’s see how the rest of my day goes ‘cause every time I look down at my thigh I get reminded of the train. It looks like someone skeeted on my pants. DAMN IT!!!!!

Urghh

Why is it when you are happy people want to make you miserable. Damn the saying is true, misery does love company.

I'm such a laid back person. All I want to do is sit back and crack jokes. A day in which you have not laughed is a day wasted. That's the way I look at life. Yea, I stress and worry about things but I don't let these things consume my life. That's why it was obvious I was playing myself being with someone who is so ill-tempered. DAMN. I've never seen someone laugh and smile one minute and by the end of the night have their lips poked out from here to Canada because they are so upset. NEVER FUCKING HAPPY. I can't deal and a couple of months ago I decided I wouldn't deal with it anymore. Be unhappy by your damn self. With that being said, Why am I being painted as the bad person? Everytime I turn on my sidekick I have to read some away message about "Not trusting anyone anymore" or some true love philosophy that these ppl find on the damn internet. Like I don't know those away messages are directed at me. I thought the away message war was high school shit but I guess not. I'm silly but this is just ridiculous. Even going as far as to get my family in this. Calling my cousin trying to get shit out of him. Maybe I should be doing the side-eyeing and asking just how did you get his number and what are you doing calling him? Just to open another can of worms.

So like I said, I do stress sometimes but try for it not to bring me down. So in the same breath, why am I letting this person right now bring my happiness down? It's a question easier asked than answered.

Hum Hum

As much youtube clips that I've posted I haven't represented for my west indian massive. I love my father's side of the family. People often look at me and say, just how do you understand what they are saying? Answer: I dunno...I just do.

The video is wack but the song is good. You have to excuse reggae videos. 94% of the time they have nothing to do with the song and just look low budget.

Weekend Warrior

My weekend...

For some strange reason I thought I was going to take this weekend to try and get my mind right for Monday morning. Instead I got invited to a birthday party. I thought I was going to behave Saturday night but nah. It was an ok party but honestly it doesn't even matter. I was a little inebriated. I drank my usual Incredible Hulks but after that shot of 151 the rest of the night was a little hazy. I still made it up this morning at 9 a.m. and drove 2 hours back home. I'm a pro at this.

After the shot of 151, I thought I was hot shit. I do remember telling this chick she had no idea what an upgrade was. She didn't like that at all but oh fucking well. Beyonce is gonna be the reason why some of these women out here are get their feelings hurt. I mean, damn, I like the songs but give it a break. Last night I heard Irreplaceable and Upgrade U fiftyleven times. Tommbout to the left, to the left. You know I was peeping out who was pointing to their right. Then I'm watching everyone "Walk It Out". Are you serious? People on their tippy toes doing this dance. Who makes this shit up?

All in all, it was a good night. This morning wasn't so great but I feel better now.

I am not my hair

That's Goapele with her signature locks. This is her new look.

She still looks good although I thought her locks added to her appeal. Either way I don’t care as long as her music stays the same. Must must have is her newest album, Change It All. You must buy it, shit you can download it. I’m sure once you hear it you’re going to want to buy it. (Whom do I contact for all this free promotion I'm giving out?)

This is Goapele ft. Clyde Carson "Different"


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Farewell Lunch

So my group took me out to lunch today to say goodbye. Yeah Yeah whatever, give me a drink and my card. What was really nice was my boss invited my mother out to lunch with us so I actually had someone to talk to through the whole ordeal. It would have been nice if I was able to eat anything but due to the festivities the night before nothing really had much taste. Everything was pleasant though and they all said the usual, we're going to miss you...yada yada yada. My boss took me to the side and said that I will always be on her payroll so if anything ever happens I would always have a job with her. That shit hit me right here (*). Bless her heart. The card was nice and I got a $50 gift card to Footlocker and $50 gift card to Best Buy. My boss knows me too well.

I have exactly two hours to figure out how I'm going to exit the building. Whether it will be in handcuffs or on my own will.