Here comes the rain...

This is one of the ugliest nights of weather that I've seen since I've been in Mobile. I wanted to go out and get chinese food but there is no logical reason anyone should be outdoors right now. Anyway, the weather has me in bit of a funk. I should be happy because tomorrow is my birthday. So I guess HAPPY BIRTHDAY to me. Doesn't feel like a great time in my life right now, but I'm making it one day at a time right now. And this feeling and this time soon shall pass. Sooner or later it will be a brighter day. Peace.

Yeah ask me...

I'm not sure if I want to comment on this basketball game or Ms. Ashely's blog. Either way I was kinda thrown of by both. Ashley I'm not mad at though. I just don't want to be a Bentley. One, they are too slow. Two, every where I go I see one these days. I want to be special let me be a E Class 745 or 760i. Those are hard to get too. Anyway, mami I told you what has happened and I feel very confident in my decision. I have a lot more going on in my life to be hanging around a situation like that one. I've been trying to tell you for a minute, but I guess you and the other random negroes on your roster have been getting close. Hey, I'm not mad. Honestly, I got kinda jealous too, but I was coming for you one way or the other. So it's not a factor. Other than that, both of us need to drop the pride and the attitudes. I don't know where it came from but it needs to go back. It was never a part of what we have and I don't intend on it ever being that way. Get at me when you have the time.

Basketball....
Dammit I quit. Naw, I'm just playing. Tonight was one of my worse games ever, not cause I played bad. Cause I played and could never really get into the flow of the game. I know I'm there to teach some high schools kids, but I like to teach by example. But what trully amazed me that our coach had the nerve to critize me after the game. I'm like ummmmm...I can't be a shooting guard only getting two shots. Now ask me why that happened? I'll tell you. Don't force a kid to play a postion that he is not comfortable with or he hasn't shown in practice that he can play effectively. If I'm your go to player then let me be that. If I'm your point guard (which I was last year) then let me do that. You're holding me back, which is holding the team back. I can score 20 easy, but I can't do it on two shots. I'm not J.J. Reddick, but I ain't Ben Wallace neither. I'm so use to having the ball and creating for others and now he changes the game plan and fusses afterward. Look at the stats last year, I score 20 or more we went undefeated. And scoring 20 in this league is hard. I score less than 15 and we are below .500. Do the math.

Back to Ashley:
See...if you were at the game I could have played better. Just playing. Nothing would have helped tonight. Anyway, let me stop crying about and get on some food.

Ask about me?

This is my first official post here. I like it so far. A lot of different things I can do and say here that I couldn't on livejournal.com. Plus Ashley is over here to so I gotta get back into the swing of things working on my writting. I'm definelty going to go back and post some of the old ones from the other site and let people catch up on where my life is at this moment. Anyway, life is pretty good right now. Not much I can complain about. Well Shon maybe leaving soon, but it remains to be seen. I hope she does not go, but that is another story for another day. As for me, hey...ask about me. This is definetly a time in my life when you see tragedy to triumph come full circle. And this show has even gotten started yet. I can't believe all of the opportunities I have in front of me. I think the next two years are real important as in making the right decisions and setting the tone for the next 5 to 10 years. I want to start this thing right, ya know. But who knows. Its in God's hands and he hasn't failed me yet. Honestly, I'm more worried about letting myself down. Better yet, I just worry to much. So here it is from me to you. My life, my world, my way. No time like the present to go for yours. So this time I'm taking what belongs to me rather than being the nice guy and waiting and being patient. The young man the world has been afraid of is almost ready to make his debut. Lights out...

Huh?

Sometimes I do way too much and I have to wind up taping shows. But I have no idea how long ago this was when I taped Chappelle Show, and in the midst of trying to catch up they had this episode with Snoop Dogg and Bishop Don "Magic" Juan. Now I wasn't surprised they were doing a sketch high. I wasn't surprised that their essays on "What America Means To Me" had nothing to do with with America, mind you there are high as hell, but I fell out when Snoop ended his essay on this note:

"Church. Tabernacle. Titty 1, Titty 2. Prophet Eli. My mental gymnatics will flip you like an Anja Mama flapjack...Now how bout' that?"

Wow...