The Death of Fidelity

We all knew him at some point...

For most of us, he entered our lives in our teenage years. He introduced us to his friends: Love, Hope, and Happiness. He was a nice guy - never asking for much despite being the glue that held our relationships together. When he grew weak, Love and Hope would be there by his side. Whenever Fidelity was around, Happiness was close by. For this reason we cherished Fidelity; symbolized him with rings and other tokens to represent our unwavering relationship with him, Love, and Hope.

But then we lost sight of Hope after Love took a few hits due to a couple of broken hearts. We felt Fidelity had betrayed us - we felt he wasn't going to help us get to know Happiness after all.

Enter Temptation.

Temptation was the step-child of Happiness. Everyone knew she wasn't truly Happiness, but the relationship was close enough. After Hope was lost, Temptation convinced us that she was the only way we would get to know Happiness. We were reluctant to believe such things at first. We had never known Happiness without Hope and Fidelity. Nevertheless, after further convincing from her friend, Selfishness, we decided to try this "shortcut" and gave Temptation a try.

We liked hanging out Temptation, she made us feel good. She was constantly stroking our egos, reassuring us that we could have whatever we want - when we wanted it. She encouraged us to live in the here & now; to act on our primitive urges. So what if our significant others didn't want affection? Temptation reminded us that we deserved it. Deep down, we knew it was wrong. It had went against everything Fidelity taught us. Yet Temptation intoxicated us with drugs, alcohol, heart-ache, and lust; making us miserable to the point where Selfishness was finally able to convince us to make ourselves happy. We didn't care how it would make our significant others feel. Temptation and Selfishness had made us want Happiness so bad - we were willing to cheat to get there.

And so we did.

As expected, Happiness did greet us for a short amount of time, but he didn't stick around long; so we turned back to Temptation and Selfishness in hopes that they would take us back there again.

Word had got back to Fidelity of our actions, and he informed Love and Hope of our deeds. Naturally, Love and Hope moved away - this was no place for them; and Guilt and Despair filled the void that they left behind. With his two best friends gone, Fidelity began to become weak. No one came to visit him much in his last few days as everyone was far too occupied with Temptation and Selfishness - forever seeking another opportunity to briefly meet Happiness once again.

Fidelity knew that Temptation would only tease us with the thought of getting to know Happiness. He wished that everyone would've kept Love and Hope close by, but he understood how appealing Temptation and Selfishness could be. With Guilt and Despair living across the street, Fidelity knew this wasn't the place for him anymore either. He had to move on.

No one really knew where Fidelity went. In a search for him, they went to find Love and Hope, but were only met with Guilt and Despair.

It's rumored that Happiness and Fidelity are out there somewhere, but its just a rumor. Some have claimed to find Love, thus keeping sight of Hope, and knowing that Fidelity still exists...

Unfollow Diddy

I haven't blogged in a while, and for that - I apologize.

But today I was forced to get into a trending topic on Twitter called "#unfollowdiddy."

[Now, if you're not on Twitter, or don't know about it, then you might as well go and educate yourself here."]

For those of you familiar with Twitter, and the #unfollowdiddy craze, I'm sure you'll feel me on this:

It's . funny . as . hell.

Now I've never followed Diddy, nor do I really intend to, but the topic is crazy. Many people are asking why people want to #unfollowdiddy, and apparently the reason is because Diddy has over a million people following him on Twitter [There's only a few hundred thousand separating him from being more popular than the President]. Quite frankly, I'm not sure how. I couldn't find him easily by doing a search on Twitter for "Diddy." The real name on there is "Iamdiddy" [so extra] for those that are interested.

Getting back on track, there are some humorous posts when you follow the timeline of the #unfollowdiddy trend. My favorites thus far - that nearly made me cry [tears of joy] - are as follows:


"d1va_status: #unfollowdiddy because Kelly from B5 was bagging my groceries @ Safeway last week."

"WriteinBK: LMAO RT @Feminina #unfollowdiddy cuz all his Sean John clothes are made by Cassie's cousins in Vietnam, and he pays them in...Turtleshells!"

"motherwinslow: @MayTerrance #unfollowdiddy Because that's what Jesus would do."

"kickpush74: RT @Car_V #unfollowdiddy for having a dude running with his pee in a marathon (sorry Mr.Bentley)."

"Mr_Marx: #unfollowdiddy because Ciroc is really Thunderbird in a fancy bottle"

"hash_undiddy: #unfollowdiddy Cuz he hosts White Parties. My president is black. RT @certainslant"

"d1va_status: bwahaha RT @iLoveMyEgo : #unfollowdiddy cuz I seen dylan @ walmart as a cashier"

And my personal favorite...

"Mr_Marx: #unfollowdiddy because i seen total waiting tables at a truck stop"

Now, what I don't understand are the fools [yeah, I said it] who aren't for the #unfollowdiddy campaign who include #unfollowdiddy in their posts. Don't they understand it only adds to the popularity of the trending topic? Currently, its #4 on the trending topic list, proceeded by #jonaswebcast, #3wordsaftersex, and #3breakupwords.

Secretly, I'd like the #unfollowdiddy trend to make it to the top since I don't like him much after the epic fail of Danity Kane.

25 Random Things...

So I finally got bored enough to do this. I got tagged by a few people some time ago on Facebook, but instead of doing it there - I'm doing it here - 'cause I'm a rebel like that...

Rules:
Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you. At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. If I tagged you, it's because I want to know more about you.

(To do this, go to "notes" under tabs on your profile page, paste these instructions in the body of the note, type your 25 random things, tag 25 people (in the right hand corner of the app) then click publish.)

1) Naturally, I'm a quiet person. I'm a listener, and I think its how I obtained most of my knowledge about life.

2) I can kill an entire day just sitting at my computer.

3) I'm a work-a-holic. This has caused some problems since I've been laid off since the beginning of the year, and I simply don't know what to do with my time. Hence part of the reason why I'm lead to do things like this.

4) I sometimes wish I could reconnect with my best friends from 1st grade - just to see how we've grown. I think it'd be interesting.

5) I'm unenthusiastic. I can truly be excited over something, and sound completely not interested. Should I try to sound excited about something, it sounds really fake and sarcastic.

6) As I write this, I'm on the phone with someone, and still following the conversation. Like I said, I'm a good listener.

7) Gin is my poison of choice. Nothing gets me "there" quicker, not even Long Islands.

8) For the first 20 years of my life I never celebrated Christmas. Only in the past 2 years have I started exchanging gifts, but the holiday itself doesn't mean much to me.

9) In addition to the aforementioned holiday, I've never celebrated Easter either; and I grew up in a religious household.

10) I have a lot of patience, but once it's ran out for a particular situation or person; it's hard to get back.

11) I'm not a very forgiving person either, but I am working on that.

12) Despite my unenthusiastic tone, I've been told my voice is sexy, and that I should be a late-night radio host and/or sex phone operator. I'm considering the latter of the two since it doesn't require a degree.

13) My maturity level has always been above those in my age group. I feel this may become the reverse when I actually become older.

14) I often have knowledge of - and give great advice on - situations I've never been in. This sometimes confuses me as I've never been in half of the situations that I'm able to relate to or give advice on.

15) I've only had one job in my life so far.

16) I ran the 400, 200, 400 hurdles, and 110 high hurdles in high school. I wasn't very good, but the experience gave me a nice body.

17) I used to play the saxophone in both concert and marching band in high school.

18) I ceased all extra curricular activity in high school after I started working. [I'm a work-a-holic, remember?]

19) I find it hard to answer the question: "Why are you still single?"

20) I like the smell of rain when it first hits the pavement, or maybe its the smell of pavement when rain first hits it? Either way, I like that smell during those first few minutes of a rainfall.

21) Whenever possible, I include correct spelling, punctuation, and grammar when I send text messages. Ebonics is the exception, but you won't see anything along the lines of "l8r" or "4ever." Unless, of course, I'm nearing the dreaded 160 character limit.

22) I want cell phone companies to raise the 160 character limit in SMS messages. Can we get 320?

23) For the past 3-4 years, my body weight - on average - has remained between 180 and 185lbs.

24) I have a third nipple. No lie.

25) I used to practice telekinesis when I was younger, and I still believe it's real; but nothing on the level of what we see in movies. I may revisit it again one day.


And that's it! I'm not tagging anyone, if you wanna do it - just do it. lol.

Call Me Weird But...

...I think this is cute. haha.

Dance Flick

I saw this preview in the theater the other night, and I almost peed! haha.

It's becoming an epidemic...

I want this to stop. Now. I sadly witnessed this last night at the movies. Granted, it was a late movie - on a Sunday night - but, there's still no excuse. This isn't the first I've seen this, either; and I'm sure you've seen it before as well. I've had enough. **[Note that we're just gonna focus on the man's pajama pants, and that the tragedy of that plaid, flannel coat, or the hand-crafted-by-Pocahontas moccasins that look like they've seen a FEW tragedies themselves.]**

First, I'd like to start with a simple definition...

pa·ja·ma (pə-jä'mə, -jām'ə) Pronunciation Key
n.

1. A loose-fitting garment consisting of trousers and a jacket, worn for sleeping or lounging. Often used in the plural.

A-men.

That said, let's focus on the "worn for sleeping or lounging" aspect of that definition. In the picture off to your right, does it appear the man is sleeping or lounging? No. In fact, he's standing at a counter in a movie theater.

He can't sleep there.
He can't lounge there.
Therefore, the pajamas shouldn't be on.

Same applies to wearing them in the supermarket, at a restaurant, in the mall, walking the streets, etc.

It just seems dirty to me because you, naturally, associate wearing pajamas with being in bed. Thus, when you see someone in pajamas you get the impression that they rolled out of bed - walked the streets in their PJ's - and that they will return to bed in the same clothing.

That's nasty.
Why?

Because there are germs out in the world. We may wear our clothing outside, but we change our clothes before we get into bed for a reason: we sit in chairs thousands or millions of others have sat in, brush up against my foreign objects, pick up varies seeds and allergens, etc. And I'm no germophobe, but why would you want to take all that with you to bed at night?

Furthermore, being out in pajamas just screams that you're lazy. Too lazy to work, too lazy to change clothes, too lazy to brush your teeth, wash your @$$, etc. All in all, it's not a good look.

And don't even get me started on wearing slippers in public.


Class dismissed.

Throw Back!

I need to start calling these somethin' else besides "Throw Backs" because I think I have yet to go back before the year 2000 with these. In fact, I think I keep gettin' more recent...

Anyway...

Babyface - The Lonliness

The New Facebook...

...gives users a quantum leap into the future. Literally.

I log on tonight, and decide to view a wall-to-wall conversation between two of my friends, and I was presented with this:



If you haven't noticed it says "The Writings On the Wall" occurred tomorrow.

A glitch? Perhaps. But why would something like "tomorrow" even be coded as a possibility there? Is Facebook trying to get to know us SO well that they're starting to anticipate our actions?


This is exhausting.

Brandy - Piano Man

...Alvin and the Chipmunk style!

I'll admit it this is not the first song I've heard like this. In fact, I'm known to listen to songs by Alvin and his crew on the regular because, well, they're entertaining - and funny.



Those of you unfamiliar with the original can educate yourselves here.

How Stella Got Her Groove Back...

So as an update to the Chris Brown & Rihanna story [which I haven't followed much on here cause its just seems never ending and there are madd rumors] it appears that Chris Brown was having some text sex with his manager, Tina Davis.



Why is Tina referred to as Stella? Because she's 40 years old [or about to be forty], and Chris Brown is 19. [Yes, I know in the real story that Stella's young husband was actually 20 years, but work with me, ok?]

Anyway, the real clincher is that Stella - I mean, Tina Davis and Chris Brown have been "bumping uglies" since Brown was 16 years old.

Yes, Rihanna, I'd be a bit tart too.

Speaking of Rihanna: her song "Take A Bow" was on the radio earlier today, and I honestly couldn't listen to it with a straight face. Since this incident, the song plays a different story in my head. Just listen to it, and you should get the idea too. haha.

Go Humans Go?

If anyone would like to explain this, I'd appreciate it:



What do I think, you ask? I think William Penn is nasty. When you take into account the outcome of eating something high in fiber [like oatmeal], and then add "Go Humans Go" to it - it's rather clear what the true message is.


Shame on you, William. Shame on you .


Furthermore, why is he referring to us as humans? The last time I checked, William Penn was a human himself. Does he think he's some sort of god now because of his ability to help us with our regularity? I refuse.

Hopefully Quaker Oats makes some sort of explanation about these ads soon, because I'd say one is required. [Though I will say they are effective because oatmeal has definitely been on my mind since seeing that!]

Throw Back!

Again, not that far back in the past, but still a classic!
[In my book, anyway. haha]
Janet looked absolutely crazy [and hot] in this video; and Busta Rhymes, well, he tried with the visuals. We all know the man can rap though. lol.

Please Be Kind, and Brush.

The day was off to a good start.

It was my day to feel useful - to do something with my life - I was going to help people. I felt alive with purpose.

Sure, I was running a bit late for volunteering, but I didn't mind. The sun was shining bright outside, and there was a soft breeze. When I arrived to my destination, I easily found a parking space, and walked briskly into the building. The coordinator greeted me with a smile as I walked in - she was happy to see me despite being 10 minutes late. It was always a pleasure to see her as well. You could tell she took care of herself: her hair was cut just so it fell right on shoulders, her glassed were set just right on her face - never requiring adjustment; and you could tell her two-piece suit was tailored to fit her small frame. Ms. Grett had her sh*t together. She guided me to the area where I would be working which just so happened to be a room with a window. Yes, this was going to be a good day...

...or was it?

As I began to get situated and logged on to the computer, Ms. Grett walked in with another volunteer who would be "shadowing" with me. He was a tall, skinny, guy with hair that would've been estranged to the sight of a comb. He had to be about 19 or 20 years of age. He wore a black shirt, black pants, and a black belt - all faded to different tones. I reminded myself I wasn't there to judge, but to help. I smiled and invited him in.

He sat down next to me, and opened his mouth...

"Hi..."

I parted my lips and began to breathe in the required air to give a response, but instead of fresh air I was choked my the lingering unpleasant odor that was coupled with this boy's exhaled carbon dioxide.

This changed my day.

Suddenly, I wanted to go home. I wanted fresh air. Would I seriously be in this room with that breath for the next 3 hours? He'll have questions, and I'll be reluctant to give answers. Why? Because I didn't want to be violated again. Breath like that is offensive. I felt harassed, and I didn't have to take it.

I discreetly felt my pant leg, desperately seeking the comfort of that rectangular box that contained my Orbit® gum. A feeling of anxiety came over me as I came to the realization of its absence - I had left it in the car.


This was going to be a long day.


Luckily the boy didn't have many questions, and whenever possible I responded by nodding or shaking my head. If I had to speak or breathe, I was able to sip [and inhale] my Vanilla Chai for relief. It was a long 3 hours, but I made it. [By the grace of God].

So what's the moral here? Don't put your peers through the same distress. Brush your teeth in the morning - before and after breakfast if you can. Which is the other key: EAT something in the morning. Otherwise, we're gonna smell the acid in your stomach - regardless if you brushed or not. This is also why chewing gum, alone, doesn't always work.

So please be kind, and brush. We'd all appreciate it. Thanks.


Class dismissed.

Did ABDC Not Get the Memo?

Apparently, they didn't.

I let it slide last week after they featured a song with Chris Brown in it. I won't lie, BeatFreakz killed the performance to T-Pain's "Freeze," but Chris Brown is in the song!

[The performance was so hot I had to embed it here so y'all could see!]


So then I tune in tonight, and they have an opening act that included "What Them Girl's Like" by Ludacris [and who?] Chris Brown.

And not even before I could finish writing the above paragraph - they had a group dance to Chris Brown's "Forever!"

Are they not in the loop?
Have they not checked the news?

Did they not see what he's done?

I could understand if the shows were prerecorded months before all this [like in the case of The Real World] or something, but [allegedly], these shows are recorded every week! So why do they think it's cool to still use Chris Brown's music, or music that features him is it? A shame.


I'm going back to study for my test now. I just needed to get that out...

Does the End Justify The Means?

Allow me to paint a picture....

You feel under-compensated for your work at your job. You've gone to your employer about a raise, but they're not willing to grant you one at the present time. Therefore, you take it upon yourself to slack off a little at work: you take an extended lunch break, surf the internet, and/or take a few company supplies with you as you leave for the day - feeling somewhat more compensated for your work - but did the end justify the means? Was it right to steal from you're employer just because they weren't giving what you wanted, or should you have found another job?

With that in mind, let's say you're in a relationship and the sex doesn't occur as often as you'd like. Things were good in the beginning, but lately you're beginning realize your partner doesn't share the same sexual appetite as you do. Thus, you've gone to them about your needs, and (s)he has told you that you're not simply getting any more - because (s)he doesn't want it. So what do you do? You require satisfaction...

Buy a toy and handle your own needs?
Find sex outside of the relationship?
End the relationship altogether?

To which can you truthfully say that the end justified the means?

Is it right to satisfy yourself when a toy [or hand] while your partner is around?
[Thus risking your sexual availability when the finally want some.]

Is it right have your sexual desires fulfilled by another - unbeknownst to your partner?
[Do I need to mention the consequences involved with that?]

Is it right to totally break things off because you're not getting enough sex?
[Everything else in the relationship is pretty good, but is lack of sex a good enough reason to end it?]


Which can you handle?


Opinions, please...

Double Your [Pain]....

Clearly we all had the wrong idea when Chris Brown informed the ladies that he would take them down. Instead of serenading them in the bedroom, he seems to prefer beating them in his car.

I have to say, I'm somewhat disappointed in Chris. Granted, I'm not a huge fan, but this was a dumb move - for anyone. Michael Phelps has a better chance of salvaging his career and recovering his fan base after what he did.

The big question now is what provoked Chris to lay hands? [For those that don't know, the term "lay hands" is code for beating up someone]. The rumor now is that Rihanna gave Chris genital herpes - or worse. I'm starting to believe this might be true since Rihanna wants to end the investigation about the situation; a smart move for Rihanna if she wants to remain "the victim" in all of this. She'll be sure to gain a lot of support, and even more fans if - what may be - the truth is kept under wraps. However, if the fight was sparked over her giving Chris the herpes, then things may turn around; and Chris will be seen as "the victim."

Now, I'm not saying that Chris was right for opening up a can of whoop @$$ on Rihanna if she gave him herpes, but I had to think, myself, if I would lay hands on a woman for giving me an incurable disease. I'm gonna say "no," but there's no doubt I'd be upset. I believe it was a combination of stress and anger that made Chris snap. The child is only 19 after all....

Throw Back!

Gina Thompson ft. Missy Elliott - Ya Di Ya


What ever happened to Gina?

As if her hat wasn't enough...

I didn't believe this at first, and I'm still a bit skeptical about it; but its funny. The YouTube video below highlights Aretha telling somebody to "Shut up" while she was singing at the inauguration. It's really believable because she gives the individual "the look" right after she says it!



The video from CNN of the whole song can be found here. The "shut up" occurs at about 2:14.

I'm gonna get back on the floor now. lol.

My Little Secret....

Is it just me, or are songs about cheating really catchy?

Typically, it's rare that I'll like a song the very first time I hear it, but as I was reflecting on some music earlier; I realized that some of my all-time favorites are songs about cheating. I became concerned, as I've never cheated, nor do I consider myself a cheater; but here's some that came to mind:

Xscape - "My Little Secret" So this was the first song I connected with about cheating. In fact, its the only song by Xscape that I know very well. If you're not familiar with the song, it's a group of girls that are all singing about their sexual trysts with another woman's man. The scandal continues as the girls go on to explain how they love being in the same room with the man's girl - knowing that she's completely in the dark!

John Legend - "She Don't Have To Know" [I prefer the live version, but the lyrics are the same]. So in this song we have John talking about his adventures with his female friend - that isn't his girlfriend. The song goes onto explain how John knows the girl is cheating on her boyfriend too, but they both don't care because they're just so madly in love [or in lust] with each other. Cute, right?

Destiny's Child - "Confessions" [Yes, I know Usher did "Confessions" too, but Destiny's Child did it first, OK?] As opposed to the other songs, the girls of Destiny's Child are showing some sorrow for their actions, but its still about cheating as Beyoncé basically describes why and how she did it.

Amy Winehouse - "You Know I'm No Good" [Disclaimer, I'm not exactly certain if I was more into this song because it was about cheating, or if it was because it made mention to Tanqueray. Just sayin']. So we've got our girl Amy here talkin' about how she's no good because she's forever cheatin' on her man. I give her some credit, because at least she realizes she's no good for doing so.

Jaime Foxx - "Just Like Me" So this song brings a "twist" of sorts in respect to the other songs about cheating as Jaime is well aware that his girl is cheating on him, however, he can't be mad at her because he's been doing the same thing! So they both know they're cheaters, and they're OK with that, and everyone goes home happy.

So what is it about these songs that's so attractive? Typically you find yourself liking a song because you can connect with it on some level. And these artists release these songs knowing that people will be able to connect/relate to them on some level, and most of these songs were hits! [Granted, not all of them listed here, but generally songs about cheating do well]. So does that mean that everybody cheats? Could Xscape have been right?

Personally, I think I find myself liking these songs because cheating - in most cases - is a secretive thing. Now, I'm not saying that I'm a very secretive person, but we all can admit that everyone has a secret. So when I hear these songs, it's not the idea of cheating that I connect with, rather, it's the secret that embodies it. And, in a quite sinister way, it's kind of exciting to know you hold a piece of information that isn't accessible to everyone. It's "My Little Secret" because no one else knows about it, or it's mine to decide who to share it with. And if I decide that "She Don't Have to Know," then she doesn't have to know. That is, unless it were to come out in a series of "Confessions," but I wouldn't do it like that. "You Know I'm No Good," and I'm pretty sure you're "Just Like Me" in that regard because everyone has a secret, but can they keep it?

"...oh no they can't."


Class dismissed.

Is He Really Good?

So I was in Wal-Mart The Other Night, [Y?] picking up a few items when I noticed this woman. And I didn't notice her because he was attractive, or fine, or dressed well; in fact, she looked a mess - that's why I noticed her.

So I'm walking down the aisle, and I notice her at the end of it: slouching over her cart, jacket half off of her shoulders, hair in disarray, and she had on this shirt [that was a stretched out, white, tank top that was a lil' dirty]. And the shirt read:

"God is Good."

For real?

Now I've come from a religious background, so I was a bit disappointed that God was being represented in such a poor manner. I mean, why wear a shirt like that while you're lookin' that miserable? I'm not gonna be convinced that God is good. In fact, I'ma be a bit skeptical about tryin' God because of what it looks like he did to you.

And this can be applied to other things. For instance, if I were to see someone out in the store rockin' a uniform from AT&T, and they look miserable, then I'm going to get the idea that AT&T just might not be a good company to work for.

So the moral of the story is: if you want to convey the idea that God is good, or wish to make some other positive representation of something, then look happy while you're wearing propaganda for whatever it may be. Because that's how you get your message across. If I see someone out in a Bob Evans uniform skippin, and lookin' happy as hell, then I just might consider waiting on a few tables at Bob Evans my damn self.

So be happy people, because we're watching.


Class dismissed.

Dirty Poem

It's so funny how forceful she looks when she says the last word.



And yes, its fake. lol.

Cell Phone Predator Alert Act?!?!?

Stalkers Beware.

There's a new bill that has been submitted to Congress that will require camera phones to make a "click" sound when they take a picture.

The bill is aimed at those creeps out there who like to take pictures of lil' kids, but what about the rest of us?

What about those who like to just sneak shots of someone who might be lookin' a hot mess on the street?
Or those who might want to sneak a quick shot of their hot date to share with our friends?
They don't need to know their picture is being taken...

Furthermore, this foils my ability to take pictures of friends while they're sleeping, with their mouth open - with some slobber dripping down the side of their mouth; which I like to send to them later as a gag joke.

I hope the bill doesn't get passed, because I'd be rather upset.

Throw Back!

I heard this on the radio today. It's not terribly old, but it sure isn't new either! haha.

Nas ft. Ginuwine - You Owe Me

My Professor has a Potty Mouth...

...and I don't like it.

He isn't the first, and I doubt he will be the last; but it seriously bothers me when Professors and other figures of authority - especially in an educational institution - use profanity. Now, just so we're clear, he isn't cursing at his students - I wouldn't be havin' that. Rather, he just uses profanity in his speech. Is it necessary?

By no means am I gonna sit here and act like I haven't used a profane word in my life. Hell, I've probably used them in this blog already. But if you're supposed to be a teacher, a mentor, a professional, then I'm gonna have a hard time accepting that you are one, and treating you as such if you're cursing as you give your lecture.

I'm not sure if older professors think that its cool to do it in order to win "popular" points with students, but - in my book - you're only loosing points. Especially if it sounds forced.

There . is . nothing . worse . than . someone . who . tries . to . curse .

So professors, please. If you don't use profanity, then don't start for the sake of the students. The fact that you can convey a point to your students without profanity is admirable. And if you do use profanity, try to monitor when you do it, and never do it directly at a student. It's not a good look.


Class dismissed.

HEROES: Fugitives!

In case you didn't know, the new season starts next week. In the new season, the heroes/villains will be "hunted" by the government. Yes, it's starting to sound more and more like the X-Men, but the show still keeps me coming back!

Miley's Malfunction

It appears innocent, teen idol, Miley Cyrus has fell victim to the recent wardrobe malfunction crisis. Lucky for her it was during a video shoot, and not the Super Bowl. Realistically, you can't even call it a wardrobe malfunction - the dress didn't do anything wrong - the designer did; it was too low cut. Anyone's bosom would've popped out of it.

New Kate Walsh Cadillac Commercial!

I have to admit, I'm a fan of these...

First Impressions ARE Everything

Pay attention. You might learn something.

So I just got back from "a night out on the town" as they say. Overall, I have to say it was fun, however, it started rather awkward.

My sister's friend [we'll call her "Joan"] was having a B'day party at a club, and she had invited my sister to attend. I was bought along as - well - in the past I have proven to be quite "entertaining." For that reason, I was forced to drive this time, so I wouldn't become too inebriated; and be "entertaining." So I drove to club, no big deal. I can have fun sober, right?

So we arrive, and order our drinks as the first order of business when we walk in the door. [A Corona with lime for me, and my sis had some white wine]. We then meet and greet Joan and a few of her friends. Everyone seemed to to be pleased to see me despite my past displays of "entertainment." Nevertheless, I sipped my Corona waiting for that confidence that I knew it would bring.

Unfortunately, I didn't come fast enough.

Joan comes over to me, and says "Hey, I want you to see if you remember this person."

You want to see if I remember them? Clearly, this was someone I came into contact with while inebriated. [Yes, "inebriated" is the Word of the Day].

So I walk over with Joan to a fine, middle-aged woman who seemed rather excited to see me. "Hey!" she exclaimed "Remember me?"

The alcohol hadn't kicked in yet - I couldn't lie. "Nah, not really." I replied as I smiled shyly.

"Oh, remember you gave me the lap dance?!!?"

It all came back to me. In fact, it hit me. In a prior visit to this venue I did, indeed, give this woman and her friend a lap dance. In fact, I was in a sort of competition with one of my other friends who started giving them lap dances. My goal that night was to prove I could do it better - and from her recollection - I did. I had done it so well that she told her friends, her family, her husband, etc. She wanted seconds.

"I'm not leaving tonight until I see those hips move again!" she exclaimed. She went on to tell me how I had nice hips, how well I moved them, how my a** was all in her face, and how she loved it. Joan even showed me a few pictures in her digital camera to refresh my memory. At this point, I'm embarrased beyond belief. Granted, I was glad I had made such a favorable impression on the woman [we'll call her Liz, by the way], but she expected me to do that again?

I put down my Corona and proceeded to the bar to upgrade to a double shot of Tanquery - on the rocks. I had no time to waste on beer.

Needless to say, the Tanqueray did what I expected it to do. My inhibitions were low as Liz led me to the dance floor. We then proceeded to dance, and dance....and dance....and dance. I began to perspire, heavily. Liz looked at me and smiled. "Tired?" she said. "I can go for two hours. I teach a two hour cardio class!"



You do what?



At that moment I gained a new respect for Liz. For Liz had to be in her forties maybe even fifties, and she had it goin' on! But a two hour cardio class? I became afraid. I told Liz I needed a break.

We took a break, and I used that opportunity to finish the rest of my Tanqueray. We then headed back to the dance floor and Liz and I worked out for another hour or so. I seriously lost track of time, but I do know that I am going to hurt in the morning. It was fun though. Liz and I made our mark on the dance floor. I recall one woman pointing at us and saying "That's what I'm talking about!"


The moral of the story? First impressions are everything. Before tonight, I was merely a hot, druken, stripper-eqse fantasy in Liz's mind. Not too negative of an impression, but I needed to clean it up a bit; and I feel I did that as I didn't allow myself to get too inebriated this time.

So be careful of the impressions you make. For after you make an impression on one individual - they're likely to tell their friends; and then their friends tell their friends. And before you know it, your reputation has preceded you. And when that happens, you want to make sure its a reputation you want to be known by.


Class dismissed.

Commencement

I'm new to blogspot. Be gentle.

So here's my introduction. My "hello" to all of you reading this. I could be mean, and have you navigate to my profile to find out about me, but since you were kind enough to visit, I'll spill some details here.

To cover the basics, I'm currently a student in college majoring in Management Information Systems. I worked for a teleservices company for 5 years while also being in school, and then got laid off earlier this month. [Can someone say "economy?"]. My interests include technology, business, health, and entertainment. I'm lying; I have more interests, but I just can't think of them at the moment. You'll eventually find out if you keep reading my posts. haha.

So what does blogging have to do with that? Not a whole lot. I'll admit. However, I plan to have this as a hobby to share thoughts, interesting experiences, secrets [haha], etc. I don't expect this blog to have a theme, but I like to think there will be something for everyone. I'm open to suggestions for blog topics as well.

So are you ready? It'll be a fun ride.