Good Ole Fashion Soul Food (aka High Cholesterol, Diabetes, Clogged artieries.....mmmmm ...Gotta Love it!

Man, I tell ya! This "job" / "real world" is not all it's been cracked up to be. I'm beginning to see why some folks stay in school for 5-10 years. Don't get me wrong though, I've been blessed, and I'm truly thankful to God that I have been able to find a job, as quickly as I did, subsequent my graduation. I can recollect my last few weeks of school, and almost all my classmates had jobs while I had NOTHING.......But God was definitely looking out and had everything mapped out for me, even when I thought I was going to be doomed to being a professional cashier at Popeye's. I guess that's one of the many lessons that I've learned : To trust God, and be patient!!! It's hard to do at times , especially when others seem to be advancing while feel stagnate, but I've learned not to be distracted or discouraged about others' accomplishments, and just focus on handling my business.....


This Thanksgiving my family and I traveled down to South Carolina to break bread with our relatives. Oh yeah, and I ate it alllll.... Macaroni & Cheese, Collard Greens, String Beans, Stuffing & Gravy, Chiterlings, ribs, chicken, ham, turkey, Rams, Sweet Potatoe Pie, Apple Pie, Pound Cake....folks, the list goes on & on....... It was great to see my family and catch up with one another, however at the sametime, it also felt different without my grandmother. This was the first holiday without my grandmother and it was just sad, felt like something was missing....just wasn't the same. 5 girls, 2 boys & 25 grandchildren.....what a amazing woman to have raised and had a positive influence, on not only me, but her children and their children's children. So as you can imagine, we were all in some way affected by the passing of my grandmother......Just thankful for God loaning us one of his precious gifts, and I'm sure she's living it up in Heaven.....

Love you & Miss You Grandma'

RIP: Mrs. Louise...

Day 8,132....Man I'm Getting OLD! / Adventures in Philly!

Yes Man, I'm a loser.....Approximately, 8,132 days I busted through the packaging and started my Life's journey....Everyday striving to evolve into the best person I can be, and doing what the big guy in the clouds ( GOD ) created me to do. I've come a loooooooonnnng way, but I still go a a good ways to go.......Funny, it seems as though when I first "busted through the packaging" there was a set route on Life's highway that I was supposed to take ( Man, I was given the directions and everything) but somehow I still managed to get off on a couple of wrong exits (Partly beccause of choices I've made, and God's will)....... Man oh Man, thank God for helping me through those exits! Seriously, push it up for God, cause He's really been looking out for me......

Let's see, this past weekend was very eventful, fun, and of course CRAZY...... I finally got the the chance to go to Philly and spend time with cousin on her 21st birthday, and hang out with friends. We went to the best resturant in America, Friday's, and it was da bomb!(LoL...Man I crack myself up) Well not exactly the best service, we waited for about an hour and a half for an APPETIZER! What made it worse was that everyone around us had received their food (Full entrees) , ate, and then left satisfied! Anyways, we left about 10:30pm, after arriving at the place @ 8:30pm, and then went out for a night on the town. We walked down south street, saw some sights, and finally ended up on Market street where we went to this club/lounge, The Five Spot. Supposedly, this spot was a hotspot where some artist (Jill Scott, The Roots, Vanilla Ice...lol) usually, or use to perform/drop it like it's hot on the dance floor. We proceed to enter the club, but this old Bruce Bruce looking , bald- headed bouncer informed me and my friend that we couldn't wear hats in the club. Which was a blow because it was only 11:50pm and the club was five dollars until 12:00am......So, we try to find a place to stash our hats...and BINGO! there is a parking lot right next to the club.....We stash out hats in a discreet area, I thought, and made it in the club before 12....OH YEA!!!!!!!......Partied, Had a couple of drinks, Got harrassed by this full figured woman, with a long flowing blonde pony tail (WHY oh WHY did she put that in her hair).....The night, so far, was great and the club was fun, and as we left the club we went to go get our hats....and they were nowhere in sight!!!!

Damn, Someone stole my hat! DAMN DAMN DAMN......We continue to look around for our hats, and a caucasian young male, named Danny (looked as if he was on PCP or X) comes out of a building adjacent to the parking lot and said to us " Hey, Get Outta here man." I question him about the missing hats, and he says "Oh, yeah man....cool.....Oh those hats...hahahaha.... I threw one of them in the dumpster, it was sooo cool, and my bud T-Rock took the other back to Hobart, NJ..."......Silence for a second....Then My friend and I walk over to the dumpster and see one of the hats in the dumpster.....So I was like , Aye Danny boy! You know what you going to have to do right....Reach in the dumpster an get that hat....He responds " Well okay man....."and reaches in the dumpster and retrieves the hat.....Cool, naw not really, still missing MY HAT! ....so I say aye Danny boy "Where is the other hat" and he proceeds to tell me that his bud took it back to NJ....He even gave me his friends number to call..lol...My intoxicated A$$ calls the number and leaves a crazy message on the voicemail.....and then we proceed on our mile walk back to the car, when my cousin made a great intoxicated point she says" Wait, that doesn't make sense......That guy has your damn hat, why would he give you his "friend's" number that allegedly took the hat."

Yup, so I did what any intoxicated person would do..... Yes sir, I walked back to the building where Danny boy had come out of.... Opened the door and walked right on in his crib........ There was Danny sitting on the couch with his girlfriend( I guess) staring at me like I was OJ Simpson......My cousin and my friend come in the house behind me ....and I tell Danny to cut the B.S. and just give me my hat back....then his girlfriend jumped in it, and I asked her about the hat and if she knew anyone from Hobart NJ....She responed" Yes, I'm from Hobart, NJ".......Where's my damn HAT!..... we go back and forth....

My cousin then stops me and was says:" Wait, is that your hat over there"....I look and damn skippy there was my Hat sitting on his kitchen table. ..... My cousin is arguing with Danny, telling his girlfriend, " You better tell Danny Boy sit down, before he get put down.." In response she (the girlfriend), terrified, pulls Danny back on the couch, while he is yelling at us to get the HELL out his house, laughing, and threating to call the police......So I grab his I-Pod and we dip.......Danny follows us out the house and says" Man, give back my I-Pod"...and after going back in forth, I see security coming and I quickly gave his I-Pod back and left promptly......Wasn't trying to catch a case over a HAT! As stupid as it may sound, at the time I felt really disrespected...but now I laugh about it, because if he had done that to the wrong person, there wouldn't have been any dialogue or a long blog about the events, but sadly just another 187.....God was really looking for that fool....

Subsequently, I returned home the next day and went to the Redskins vs Eagles game with my Ole Pops and older brother. Clap it up for those SKINS!!!!!!!!!???????????

ALLow Me To IntroDuce MySelF.....

What up with up? Yea, that's right I'm talking to YOU......Anyways, since you've taken the time out to be nosy & read my blog, I figure I'd make it fun, intriguing, capitvating, edify (lol) all that good stuff. Most importantly, I think this is a great opportunity for me to sit back and reminisce on my good old times. So when I get old (God Willing), like the old 95 year old man nosy neighbor, I too can sit on my porch, sporting my new Sean John, highwater, corduroy jump suit and say " I remember back in my day......" Sooooooooooo, kick off your shoes and relax them bunions for awhile!