Working Way Too Hard...

Let me apologize to all of my family and true friends. I know I haven't been accessible lately but it doesn't mean that I don't appreciate you. I don't know what it is but the last two summers I have been working some long hours and one summer driving 60 plus miles to get there and back. However, I'm not complaining. I like working, you know? The old saying goes "If a man don't work, a man doesn't eat." And I like to eat. Sorry, let me be real about that one, I love to eat. But hard work doesn't kill you, it makes you stronger, and I'm definetly a strong young man. Either way, I miss all of you so much. It's hard to talk to the ones that I only speak to once a week and hard to give all the time and attention to that I speak with everyday. However, I'm here whenever any of you need me. Doesn't matter what time of...wait, it does matter. I'm up between 6 and 6:30 every morning. Most morning I'm up before the first alarm goes off which means I'm in the bed ealry too. But if I don't answer I'm not ignoring you, I may be sleep or at work in a place and time when I can't answer. None the less, know that I'm still Everett and I'm still here. The future is so bright but I gotta put in a little O.T. to get there from here. Smell me? Anyway, I'm making that move know to get parallel to the mattress. I love you all and YOU (you know who you are), I love you with all that I am and all that I ever will be. Goodnight. Peace.

New Rules Part 2

Once again, the world went crazy so it's time for: NEW RULES!

New rules: During concerts rappers on major, indie, or underground status should be hooked up to lie detectors while performing at shows. If everybody is so real and the self proclaimed killer/hustler/baller they are, then it shouldn't be a problem. But to make it more interesting while performing all these "thug" lyrics, for each lie there should be a enough voltage to start a car. After one verse we'll find out who was really hardcore and who was a Boy's Scout. Cam'ron you're up first. But please don't come to the stage in an extra medium wife beater and boxers.

New rule: It should no longer be called politics. Instead, lets not call our government by what it says it is, but by what it does..."Pimpin'" 30 is not the new 20, gay is not the new black, but politics in America is pimpin'. Our government took over a country that holds a ton of oil but yet gas prices went up. Our government told another country they were going to be free by pointing guns in their faces. But to top it off our Vice President and the President's father are profiting financially in a war in which we supplied guns for in the early 80's and didn't finish in the early 90's. If that ain't some pimp issh for you! We can start trouble, cut taxes for the rich, and spend up all the surplus and tell you why and how you're gonna like it or love it. Wow. Pimp on.

New rule: Angelina Jolie has to adopt the next baby Eddie Murphy has to prove he is not gay. I don't think he'll get any objections from J. Anthony Brown. However Eddie for the comedic genius you are, having children and parading around with every A-list single woman celebrity in America is not a good way to cover up. It's a desperate attempt to cover up how that terrible thing you called a movie...Norbit. But I guess the real question is, were you giving or receiving from Johnny Gill when you asked "How you doing?"

New rule: Middle and poor working classes of all races should get together and have a huge party and celebrate the first time when a rich white person had to go to jail. I'll admit I was rather happy when Paris Hilton went to jail, but when she got out 3 days later I was outraged at the justice system once again. But isn't America great? My faith in the American legal system got a much needed boost of confidence today. That skinny, spoiled, skank went back in the joint today and now has to serve her remaining sentence. It must be the end of the world as we know it when rich white folks can't buy there way out of jail. Oh well. I hope you know how to fight Paris. If not, your choices are jelly or syrup. Good luck.

The Divine Blessing

Let me learn all of you
I mean every intrinsic part of you
Your sarcastic voice, your intense expressions
That thing you do when you're beyond satisfied...

Let me feel your true essence
The solid weight of your incredible presence
Help me to understand who you are
Where you find balance in life
What spirit is at the center of your being
What types of dreams you've been dreaming...

Take me to that special place
I'm trying to go there with you
I want us to explore something new
Because I can tell there's more to see
You show me you, and I'll show you me
Take your time, let's do this slowly
Yet passionately
Because this prayer answered is a journey,
Cause we are a divine blessing...

The Life: The Soundtrack

I normally don't like these surveys too much, but I love music. So download these and let me know what you thing about me and my music:

My Life: The Soundtrack


Opening Credits: Through The Wire - Kanye West

Waking Up: Open Up My Heart - Yolonda Adams

First Day At School: Something Inside So Strong - Labi Siffre

Falling In Love: Beautiful Surprise - India Arie

Fight Song: Mama Said Knock You Out - LL Cool J

Breaking Up: If I Was A Bird - Floetry

Prom: Only You - 112

Life's OK: In A Sentimental Mood - Duke Ellington

Mental Breakdown: We Fall Down - Donnie McClurkin

Driving: Show Me What You Got - Jay-Z

Flashback: Juciy - The Notorious B.I.G.

Getting Back Together: Ordinary People - John Legend

Wedding: Nothing Even Matters - Lauryn Hill and D'Angelo

Amazing Hot Sex Porno Scene: Say Yes - Floetry

Birth of Child: Order My Steps - Mississippi Mass Choir

Final Battle: Victory - Puff Daddy ft. Notorious B.I.G. and Busta Rhymes

Death Scene: The Miseducation Of - Lauryn Hill

Funeral Song: I Won't Complain - Rev. Paul Jones

End Credits: Keep Ya Head Up - Tupac