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Sunrise

You stand before the day and watch the water crest upon the sand. Moments gone by on strange Avenues and Boulevards, there is hope.

Dance before the moon until he wanes. Watch the darkness ebb away and all that was past become distant. Transition sometimes can be gracewful and easy. As we walked together, I have learned. As we joked together, I have learnedm as I cried I have learned. As you have shared, I have listened.

Dawn has come. A new day. Like Shirley sang," time to go our separate ways." There's work to be done. Now the road is just that much clearer. That much more a possibility. Onwards dare they go....
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Midnight

You could walk in fancy footsteps and I don't follow. You might dance to primrose at midnight and you can welcome me. There are too many decisions between now and then that makes this the final time. You fly above with wind while walk withe cattle. There is a pride in a moment that can't be duplicated. The day is done.
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Clot In The Plot

So how did you feel about last night's ep of True Blood? Don't be shy, be honest. Please tell me I'm not the only Negro out there who walked away irritated? Maybe I'm just in a mood lately, but last night the show just worked my damn nerves! Just wasn't feelin' it.


Lord, where to start?

• Lafayette and Jesus. OK these two lately, IMHO, have become really boring. I could watch reruns of Will & Grace and feel more sexual chemistry than I have from Laff and Jeez. I'm sooooooo not believing their relationship this season, AT ALL!!!! Um, have a sex scene or two or three or four or more! Everyone else in Bon Temps makes time for sex dammit. OK? Real gay couples at least touch in a damn while, but never seems to happen in Bon Temps Louisiana. Aw, hell no it don't!
• Jesus' Grandfather. Why the implication his grandfather knocked up some seemingly underage woman? Really???
• I see Tara's on the verge of returning to the whiny, sniveling, "I-can't-handle-life" character again. Oh DEAR JESUS (and not Lafayette's man neither)!!!! OK Tara. Bitch, you a Black woman living in the South. Louisiana. Um, I have it on good authority Southern women are strong and resilient. Shut the fuck up with your complaining, go back to New Orleans and be happy with the life you made with your woman. [Highlight: I am glad you came over to our team this season!]
• Arlene Bellefleur's "You people" comment. I know the shit was meant to be tongue-in-cheek, but it wasn't funny! I thought Lettie Mae Thorton-Daniels was about to whup her ass.
• Now, speaking of Lettie Mae. I was glad to see you back shug, but seriously? Did you and your new husband, Rev. Daniels, really need to coon it up as bad as you did? That whole scene was just mess.
• The Black Vampire Sheriff. Rounding out my diatribe I was happy to see that HANDSOME brutha who was one of King Bill's sheriffs, but then horribly disappointed when True Blood practically castrated the character. None only did he get debased in front of his peers for his lack of knowledge of vampires being Priests in the Middle Ages but Good King Bill grabs him by the throat, like he was his " whippin' boy." Seriously not cute!!! Why did the black vampire have to look like the idiot and be the example? Whyyyyyyy? I know Bill is the Vampire King, but he didn't get physical with any of the other white and Latino vamps in the room, nor we're any of them portrayed "uneducated" or "naive." This undertone hit hardest with me and if you weren't careful, I'm sure folks missed it. Maybe not. I haven't seen any of my fellow blogger's reactions to last night yet.....
  

So there you have it. I was none too happy with TB in the least. It was tired. The annoying stereotypes and bullshit put in a funk with my crew of Vamps, Wolves and Shifters...My least favorite episode thus far. Of course, I'll keep watching though.

On a side note, I will confess I did enjoy seeing Eric Northman shirtless here and there. Didn't realize how hot he was until this season!

Be Grateful For Something...

Greetings and Bienvenue! It's Hump day. This week has been amazingly busy at work and the heat has been more than uncomfortable, but I'm still making it. Life has been a bit quirky, but this morning I recounted my blessings and gave thanks where I could. I today I'll try not to let those nasty parts (anger, jealousy, envy, and fear) keep me from doing what needs to be done.

I keep reminding myself I only have two more weeks until vacation. Plus babes, I recently got a promotion at work, so I shouldn't complain. Especially when there are so many yet unemployed in this economy.

Mmm. Vacation. Well, sorta. It'll be a working vacation for the most part. Spending the majority of it at a conference for my part-time job with the financial firm. Again, I'm diving out of my element to better myself. There are days I ask myself What the hell did I get myself into!?!?! Me? I'm usually broke as a joke and I'm trying to teach someone about finances? Oh that's rich indeed! But then I realize most of us have to start from somewhere and event though I live pay check to pay check some months, I'm keeping myself on good ground.

I'm looking forward to time off. I'm staying absolutely focused on my goals. I feel good, encouraged, and well dammit... happy life is finally fallin' into the groove. I have to laugh at what's coming up. I never know what to expect when I head out West, but overall I think spending a few days at the beach will be just what the doctor ordered. Plus I'm hoping to catch up with friends I hadn't seen in a while...always good for fun or at least a lil brotherhood drama. Ha!

So my inspiration for today is to continue to believe in myself, even though there are moments I don't think I'll make it through.

"Oh yes you CAN!"
-Late

Shoot First, Ask Later, eh?

The Doctor: "Fellas...the guns, really? I just walked into highest security office in the United States, parked a big blue box on the rug, you think you can just shoot me?"

River Song: "They're Americans!"

The Doctor: "Don't shoot.Definitely no shooting!!!"

Bored out of my mind, decided to re-watch all the River Song episodes of Doctor Who. This particular scene cracked me up. Must be the heat. Americans...indeed.

Bang!

Fly Eagle, Fly

It's the Weekend at last and I'm looking forward a few days of rest and relaxation. A friend invited me to the beach so my schedule will be pretty full. I hope to leave behind some of the foolish worries that have been pestering me lately...money, friendships, weight issues...allllllll behind, and just give into the moment. Yes, just me. As I say, "Do u, be u!" I plan on just that.

Over the past few weeks I've trying to fix things out of my control. This morning I realize there's a point you have to let go and let the Universe unfold as it intends to do so. My life isn't as bad as I might think. I have pretty good health. God always takes care of my needs. I just get on myself because not all of my wants are satisfied. Well, no where does it say God will give us all our wants. If we truly want something, then its up to us to get it. Yeah, I've been afraid to achieve some of my wants. Some I did go for and was rebuked for, but I shouldn't let that stop me. Life is a constantly changing situation and one never knows what opportunities can develop if one practices enough patience...

It's a brand new month. Time for a better attitude. One filled with plenty of smiles and encouragement. I'm forgetting the woes and clinging to the good I have. Nothing better than that.

Thunderstorms of Life

All this week I've been thinking about what I wanted to post for my final post for the blog...this ain't it..but life has just been kicking my ass again. Not in that I'm down and out way, but definitely in the Universe really trying to get my attention way. Seems like every choice or decision I make lately or within in 2011 has come into question. I'm not sure wassup, but I'm at the point I'm feeling annoyed. Annoyed because its a path I have to walk alone. I've attempted to reach to friends and family, but when I sit back think, there's not a damn thing they really can do.

So... we'll see.

Trials & Triviality

The last few weeks have been hectic as I've been knee deep in with work challenges with my jobs and trying keep just a lil ahead of the game. A challenge, but I'm managing.

There hasn't been to write about and my voice for blogging seems to get smaller by the day. I don't seem gather my thoughts right anymore. I'm not keeping up with issues to put my $.25 worth in, and dare I dicuss one more rebuke from family, friend, or foe? LOL. Ah. I think it's time give up the ghost...

It was a good run. Least I think it was, but nothing lasts forever.
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Quickie Update

I'm sorry for the silence in recent day, but work has been a bitch lately. By the time I get home, I'm ready to fall out. No time to write when you're asleep, right? Anyway, I hope to text a post from work this afternoon if I have the time...

Doctor Who Mid-Season Finale

No spoilers, but yes I've already seen it. I know the answers. I liked it, didn't love it, but most definitely enjoyed it. And if you deconstruct the episode, this season makes sense. That's all I'm saying for now....

A Follow Up

Because life happens at a moment's notice, I had planned a further explanation to my post this morning, however...

Tomorrow, Ian will break his silence on a few things and share the insanity. Coming clean, coming clean, coming clean. It's not easy admitting your fears, but silence only begats shame and I am so OVER it.

More to come.

No More Axe To Grind?

There comes a time for endings and also for new beginnings, time where letting go of the old, and embracing the new adventures leads to bigger and better things. I'm at that threshold now. The next few days should be very interesting...

The Soul In My Purse

With permission from Jamal, here's a video he's released on his latest project "The Soul In My Purse." Please watch it. Brother Story is looking for a l'il help with financing the project, so I've included the link for those interested in donating. Hurry though! The site is only accepting contributions until June 24th!

Transitions...

At the end of the day, I'm quite thankful for the blessings I have and the folks who have surrounded me with warmth, love, and friendship. It's been a helluva a day, but I'm happy I made it to the other side.

Rise N Shine

Damn, a Monday Morning never looked this good, LOL.

His Junk Wasn't Enuff For Her

It's funny sometimes how people react to situations. A friend of mine was relaying the other day she had met a guy at the gym, they went out for a few drinks, had a few good laughs, all in all a nice evening. No sex. Just an old fashion date. After the date, the called her, wished her good night, and that was that.

The next morning my friend says she awoke with a text from the dude with a picture of his penis. She was furious! "Oh my God! I can't believe he had the audacity to text me his penis! What kind of woman does he think I am?!?!" The end result is never talked to the guy again.

Now I don't think it was wrong that my friend stop talking to dude, but I found it a bit humorous too. I mean, we are in the 21st century and that seems to be the norm with sexting and sending snapshots of body parts. I admit I've done it once or twice myself, not on the regular, but hey it happens... I was curious if my friend's reaction is because she's from another culture (she's originally from old world Europe) or if she just has more sensibility than most folk? I mean look at all these celebs getting into mess and embarrassing sitches with pix of their junk being released on the Internet. It's something to ponder....

As for the piece? Yes she showed it to me. It's not the pix above, but it was s0-s0, nothing to write home about, but I wouldn't have complained. LOL.

Words

"For attractive lips, speak words of kindness.

For lovely eyes, seek out the good in people.

For a slim figure, share your food with the hungry.

For beautiful hair, let a child run

his fingers through it once a day.

For poise, walk with the the knowledge

you'll never walk alone . . .

People, even more than things, have

to be restored, renewed, revived, reclaimed

and redeemed, redeemed and redeemed . . ."

I saw this in an email and am sharing. Nice words.

Yes! I'm Wearing Area 51

On my last trip to Angel City, as it always seems, I also managed to be in Vegas. On the way back from our sojourn, Mom and Pops Royal called Pharaoh and requested a favor requiring us to make a stop in Baker, California.

Ah, Baker. Now what words come to mind besides small? Um...Tourist Trap. Desolate? Um, God-forsaken maybe??? The scariest part of the drive from LA to Vegas is that stretch of nothingness in the dessert. No lights. Just Road. And perhaps the aliens being held at Area 51 (rumored to be in the vicinity).

So back while Pharaoh is his handling business, I had a chance to peruse one of the gift shoppe and spotted a T-shirt advertising that Area 51 is the Secret Suburb Of Las Vegas. It's for the Vacation you'll never forget (scratch that) REMEMBER! Chuckling, I picked one up for myself, checked out, and we were back on the road to LA. Now fast forward when I hit home a few days later. Stupid Ian realizes he purchased a size too small. Grrr. Oh well.

Happily, I'm glad to report I slipped on that T-shirt this week and the bad boy was loooooose. To quote Shangela, "Halleloo!" I must be doing something right with this weight loss thang. I still have a long way to go, but I'll take a victory where I can.

...And Your Dirty Draws!

Hmm. So I wonder. Is this a question for Self?

OK, here's the deal. A few days ago I was textin' with a friend trying to crack his brain for ideas on blog posts. Writer's blog had set in and I wanted to do something humorous, refreshing, and interesting. The Axe, in Ian's humble opinion gets a bit dry most of time.

So my dear and cherished friend suggests I write about how much I miss him. Really???? (Catch-phrase of incredulity he ALWAYS seems to over emphasize...God Help me I'm doing it now!) Uh-huh. I text back him "Why?" His response?

"Because you love me and my dirty draws!"

Lord Jesus above! OK, let's examine this. Until I met my friend and his crew, I honestly never heard this expression. Never. Think about to long and it just seems bizarre. Oh understand the meaning behind it, but really?!?!

Maybe it's just me, but I just a tad put off by the expression. Even though it's become a part of my everyday lexicon in dealing with my l'il brother, yuck! Hahaha. Personally, I think this just reinforces my bruh's underwear fetish, but that's a whole 'nutha blog post entirely.... LOL. Of course I would never throw stones. I live in that same glass house.

Moral of the story? Yeah, my friend has been one of the best. Just the laundry detergent handy please cause I don't love you THAT much, dammit!

-Respectfully,
Big Little Bro