Okay they have gone too far this time. This morning I was going through the infinite amount of shows I have recorded over the past few weeks on my DVR, when I came across Friday’s Regis and Kelly. For those that don’t know, this is my favorite talk show and one of my favorite shows period. don’t ask why… anyway, guess who was the musical guest for that day? No, it wasn’t Michael Jackson. It was Webstar featuring Young B. You know “let it rain, clear it out” chicken noodle soup kids. Now Regis wasn’t there on Friday, if he was than I know he would have clowned, so they were trying to teach Kelly and her co-host/husband Mark how to do the dance. funny stuff. Anyway, my question is, did they have a white girl as a back up dancer because they were on Regis and Kelly or what? I mean if they were on 106 and park would she have been there? And why did they suck so bad? I don’t really know why my expectations were so high for a performance of this horrible song anyway. Nonetheless, it was funny watching Kelly do the chicken noodle soup dance. that’s all. It is what it is. Peace and Blessings Sincere
Here is a link to the video of Deandre Brunston being shot 81 times by LAPD. Now I understand from watching the video that he stated he had a gun and he was wanted for murder and that he was not going back to jail… and even though he did say that if they let that dog loose he was gonna shoot him, but did they have to shoot him 81 times? Sincere
Over the years I’ve managed, somehow, to save just about all the poetry, short stories, essays, and just randomness that I’ve written over the years. Looking back at some of them makes me say either ” wow that was pretty deep or pretty good” or I’m thinking ” what the hell is this about?” Anyway, nonetheless I thought I’d share. I found this in a notebook I was using to jot my poetry and randomness back in high school. I must have been high or something when I wrote this….
Rainy Days
As the rain falls I look up at the Heavens and watch as the tears of the angels wash away mine. The tears of a clown. On the outside you see a smile of life while inside the frown of a dying soul. A painted face shields the emotion that rainy days reflect. I am that clown. Like the rain my tears cleanse my soul. Hoping to bring forth life from a destitute existence. The rain is my salvation. My only means of expression. Giving me a sense of worth. As I look down at the puddle forming next to my feet I see a reflection of what my life used to be. Full of life and promise. While others only see mud, I see a new life beginning.
I wonder if they have a shopaholics anonymous in my area? If they do I nee to be at the next meeting. Hi, My name is Sincere, and I’m a shopaholic (Hi sincere!!!). I don’t just buy anything I see though. My main focus of spending is on hats. And lots of them. I realized this might be a problem when I was purchasing my latest caps. A gray and white Atlanta Braves cap, and a Blue Mets cap. At Lids.com you can look at your orders for the past 60 days, and I have ordered 13 caps in that time-frame. I order 2 ( or sometimes more) caps every other week. I have been doing this since the beginning of 2000, so you can imagine how many hats that is. I have well over 150 different hats with no repeats!! Some of them have been “retired” for whatever reasons, while some are sill riding the pine waiting for a chance to play. I have every baseball team in home and away colors so that’s what 64 right there, plus the limited edition “fresh goods Friday” hats that come out the first Friday of every month. and they are all New Era caps. For those that don’t know, New Era caps are the best fitted caps out. That’s just my opinion though. Maybe I’m a little biased because they send me free stuff every once in a while, but anyway that’s another story in itself. I realized my problem a couple of months back when I was searching for a hat to wear. I was searching through what seemed like a thousand hat boxes searching for this cap. so I decided to take inventory and catalog all of them by team, color etc.. This forced me to do this with not only my hats but with the rest of my clothes as well. That’s when it hit me like a brick. I have too much stuff!!! It’s not like I hold on to clothes I can’t or just don’t wear (But when you’ve been the same size since senior year in high school, you accumulate a lot of stuff). Every august I raid my closet and take bags and bags of clothes to goodwill. A good amount still have the original tags on them. I have tried to curb my spending by simply not going into the stores. But nowadays just about every store has a website, so I don’t have to leave the comfort of my home to do my shopping. Great for them, but horrible for me. I don’t just buy the designer brands, though I do have some designer clothes that I have spent way too much for in hindsight, but I also have a closet full of clothes from less expensive boutique shops, Walmart, Target (or as I pronounce it Tar-Jhay), and you can even catch me at a Goodwill in a NICE neighborhood. Don’t sleep on those suburban Goodwill. Folks send their nice designer stuff there too. I told you I send bags of stuff, both designer and not, there every august. You just have to search through the racks. anyway I have tried just about everything to stop. The only thing I haven’t done is block the websites, but I think that would be going a little too far. I have cut back my spending quite a bit lately though. Kids do that to you. I used to buy something whenever I wanted, now it’s just to reward myself for accomplishing whatever goal I set. I.E. I will buy this shirt if I get to work on time everyday for the next 2 weeks. but I buy my hats every every other week regardless. I never spend more than I have though. I think that’s the key. Nonetheless, I still think I’m addicted. I’ve taken the first step and recognized that I at least have an addiction!! Oh well, It is what it is.
First I must comment on my last post. I know “hate” is such a strong word, but at this point that’s how I feel about them (shouts to Erin for pointing that out to me). They really do make me sick. It started out with me not liking what they did. Then that escalated to me not liking them and now it’s escalated to hate. But everybody needs somebody to hate on them per Katt Williams. Actually I’m not hating ON them as much as them hating on me. Hmmmm.. Oh well, moving right along. On to the new season of The Wire. I thought It would be hard for me to find a character to replace my former mentor Stringer Bell. But I found him, or her rather, in Snoop. This chick is straight B-More. Plus she is actually from Baltimore so that makes it even better. Here’s her story. She is so cold with it. If you haven’t seen the Wire then you’re missing one of the best if not the best show on TV right now. I’ve been into this show since the first season. anyway, last season she was already garnering my attention when she was riding on the back of the Motorcycle and merced some of Barksdale’s guys on the corner. From then I knew I had to keep my eye on her. This season she is still mercing people on the regular with no remorse. I like her, even though she talks like she’s trying to swallow a bag full of marbles.
But that’s authentic B-More. Now this season they are focusing on the Mayoral election, Marlo’s operation( sort of) and the school system. I guess they’re showing how people like Avon, Stringer( R.I.P.) and Marlo became the way they are. If you haven’t seen this show I suggest you run out and buy the first 3 seasons to catch up and watch the new season every sunday on HBO. This is a really good show. I can’t get enough of it. It really is what it is. Peace and Blessings Sincere
Okay, Before I start I have to let you know that I am one of those people that always thinks someone is out to get me or has my worst intentions at heart. It’s a conspiracy I tell you, a c-o-n-spiracy!!!!!! Anyway, with that said, I think my co-workers( or the evil wenches as I call them) are out to sabotage me. I’m the one in your office that is always quiet and just comes in to work, does his job and goes home. I don’t see the need to socialize with any of you. Here are some of the reasons why I hate my co-workers: 1. They are all old, white women( the ones I hate are) who have( admittedly) not been around many “colored” people. 2. I’m the only male in an office of 20. 3. Whenever I do something wrong, it’s like a crime against humanity, yet I do things exactly how I’m taught. If they do the same thing it goes ignored. 4. My Supervisor is not qualified to do her job. 5. I find out everything after the fact. Actually I can’t really totally blame them. I work the overnight shift by myself to avoid the idiots. 6. They are extremely nosey. I feel my personal life is just that, personal. If I don’t volunteer info, don’t ask. If I don’t tell you I’m married and have a child maybe it’s because you don’t need to know. The list goes on and on… Every night I dread going to work like a kid dreads the first day of school. The only reason I haven’t qui is because my mom always said “don’t quit one job until you have another to replace it.” So I plug away day after day. Trust me I am not over-exaggerating at all. It’s not the job I hate, I mean it’s the easiest job I’ve ever had. It’s the people I hate. I try to block them out as much as possible but sometimes… They just get to me. I just needed to vent for a second. *deep breath in, deep breath out* relax, relate, release. I feel so much better now. The only thing now is, do I want to search for a new job when we might be moving in march or do I stick it out as long as possible. Oh well, I guess we all have to do some things we dont want to do. It is what it is. Peace and Blessings Sincere
Are You for Real? | Sincere October 30, 2006 | 
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