Flashback Friday: Shai- If I Ever Fall in Love Again

Let me apologize for not posting yesterday. I had a very long and offensive day and was frankly, too tired and lazy to post anything last night. I'll double up next week though.

So I'm dedicating this week's Flashback Friday to everybody who remembers their first crush. Remember passing the note around: Do you like me? _ Yes _ No _Maybe. What da hell was up with "Maybe" anyway? I don't want no Maybe. I don't believe in indecisiveness. Give me a straight up answer so I can stop wasting my time, eraseable ink and my momma's money that she spent to buy the paper I wrote this note on.

Anyway.... Here's the video below. If you want to watch the real video, click here!


Shoutout to all my HU Alums!

WTF Wednesday: Do the Halle Berry!!!!!

Yes that's right do the Halle Berry. As if we didn't have enough dumb shit to dance to, some clowns have created the Halle Berry. If this aint the most IG'NANT mess I've seen in a while. It reminds me a cross dressing Kappa Stroll with all these mirrors and posing. Dudes if I ever see you do this in the club, I'm gonna punch you in the throat!!






Before I go.... I must comment on this video. People... should you decide to post your life on the world wide web via YouTube or any other video-based website. Please clean up yo damn room!! Its so much going on with this video. Why don't you have any damn curtains?!?! Take yo momma's J.C. Penney sheets off the damn wall. Why are there clothes and shoes everywhere?? Please invest in some chester drawers or a trunk (Yes I said Chester drawers!).... THANKS! Next issue... make up your damn beds! I really hope y'all ain't sharing a room, but if so... that is still not an excuse for this dirty @$$ room! DO BETTER.

I'm done people.... This is my WTF Wednesday!

T-shirt Tuesdays: Puffy... the career reducer!!

Today's t-shirt is dedicated to none other than Sean "Puffy Poppy Diddy Pop" Combs. So I was watching this video on YouTube about how Puffy was considered "poison" to every musical artist he managed. Puffy's "Midas Touch" has turned hopeful and talented artists into "rusted" visions of the past.

Allow me to go through the Bad Boy Roster of the Grim Reaper himself:

• Mase- Diddy's side kick rapper turned preacher turned gangsta.


• Craig Mack- Once known for "kicking new flavor in ya ear", Mack's was apparently found working at a gas station a few years ago.


• Notorious B.I.G.- Although we all know, love, and appreciate the music of Biggie. Puffy has made more money off him dead than when he was alive.
  
• Total- The ladies known as Kima, Keisha, and Pam blessed us with "Kissing you" and "Can't you see" and then fell into the black hole of Bad Boy Artists.
  
  
  
  


• 112- Bad Boyz staple R&B Group, whose baby making Albums "Room 112" and "Part III"



• Carl Thomas- Carl's first album may possibly be the best R & B and sex soundtrack ever and its a shame Puffy ruined such great talent.


• Boyz in the Hood- Victims of Puffy's Bad Boy South... At least Jeezy was smart enough to see the signs and escape.


• Cassie- Diddy's talent deprived Jumpoff. He gassed her up and got her thinking she can sing.


• Cheri Dennis- I have no idea why this chick is still on Bad Boy. She's been on the label for 10 years and has only released 1 album that has barely sold anything. Cheri... take my advice and run.

• DA BAND- Don't we miss Dylan, Babs, and the rest of them. And for the record, I'd be damn if I walk across the city to get some damn cheesecake and Cambodian breast milk. (shout out to Dave Chappelle)


• Day 26- Another one of Diddy's crappy bands that wont last. I wish he would stop making bands.


• Elephant Man- How in hell this came about, I have no idea. Anytime you go to Diddy to help your career... you are a hopeless!


• Gorilla Zoe- Jezzy's replacement for Boyz in the Hood... Lets hope he finds a way to make some money.


• Danity Kane-Diddy's female vocalist group who managed to make some fame and sell some records. Too bad he's making them coon for him on these remix Band shows and they aren't getting any money.


• Yung Joc- As much as I love my ATL music... Joc does nothing for me... so his contribution to music is not appreciated.


• Mario Winans- The heathen child of the Winans family who decided to pursue secular music instead of gospel like the rest of his family.


• Faith- The First Lady of Hip Hop has fallen off the earth musically, but has recently released a new book. Maybe we can get an album from you soon.



• Black Rob- His career disappeared like WHOA!





• The L.O.X.- Whatever Puffy did to the LOX to make them so bitter, I have no idea. Just dont ask these men to wear anymore shiny suits.


• G-Dep- This "Child of the Ghetto" came onto the scene with his "Special Delivery" and was FedEx'd out the planet.


• Loon- Mase's long lost brother once hoped to help revive Bad Boy. Fell into the black hole and disappeared.


• New Edition- In a failed attempt to revive their career.... they called on Puffy to play Captain Save 'Em. Unfortunately for them, New Edition just isn't the same w/o Bobby Brown naked and grinding on the stage.

So with that said..... Diddy... stop RAPING your artists. That is Bitchassness.. which by the way is not a real damn word.

Stay tuned for next week's T-shirt victim.

Monday's Moment: Garrett Augustus Morgan

Inventor, born in Paris, Kentucky, USA. Born into poverty and with only a fifth-grade education, he moved to Cleveland, OH and worked as a sewing-machine mechanic. By 1907 he had a patent for an improved sewing machine and began his own sewing machine business. In 1909 he discovered a substance that straightened hair (temporarily) and by selling it to African-Americans through his own G A Morgan Hair Refining Co, he achieved the financial security to allow him to pursue his other interests. He patented a ‘breathing device’ (1914), a hood that allowed the wearer to breathe safely in the presence of smoke, gases, and other pollutants. He worked hard to market this device, especially to fire departments, and often himself demonstrated its reliability in fires. In the South, where there was resistance to buying such a device made by an African-American, he demonstrated as an Indian, Big Chief Mason, and in a famous tunnel accident in Cleveland (1916), where he rescued several men, he was denied a medal from the Carnegie Hero Fund. In World War 1 his hood was adopted and then adapted to serve as a gas mask. He patented his automatic traffic signal (1923) and sold it to the General Electric Co. In the 1920s he collaborated in starting a newspaper for African-Americans, the Cleveland Call (later the Call and Post). He was also active in the Cleveland Association of Colored Men and the National Association for the Advancement of Colored People.

- Source: www.Biography.com

Ps. Garrett Morgan was also a member of Alpha Phi Alpha Fraternity, Inc.

Renovations

Okay people... I know I've been "slippin on my pimpin" lately with my blogging. I am issuing my new line up in the blogging series.

Monday's Moments- Weekend recap followed by significant historical events.

T-Shirt Tuesdays- Those of you who know me, know I buy random t-shirts from my travels as souvenirs and I often come up with my own T-shirts that capture my random and mildly offensive thoughts. T-shirt Tuesdays will start as my launchpad for capturing the stupidity of my victims.

WTF Wednesdays- I am putting people on blast for the dumb 'ish people say (and do) without thinking it out all the way through.

Trash Talkin' Thursdays- I've decided Thursday's will be my day to talk trash about politics. Be advised... My opinions are harsh and real.

Flashback Fridays- I'm an 80's baby and big fan of the 90s. I'm taking it back to pay homage to our fallen soldiers who fell victim to Y2K.

There's a Stranger in my House!!!

Happy New Year Everyone!!!

I'm back and got hella stuff to talk about. But first things first... There's a stranger in my house! No this isn't an ode to Tamia!! But I found out that there is a homeless dude living in the fitness center of my apartment complex. This very complicated case was solved today, however the clues span back about a month.

So one night in December, during one of the nights that I wasn't able to steal wireless internet, I went to the business center of my apartment. At some point that night, I heard loud rumbling and scurrying above me. now I know it couldn't be no animal that damn big on the roof and I knew no rats could be that loud ANYWHERE. But I gave up on the sound, gathered my things, and decided to leave for the night before the grimlins came to get me. **Clue # 1**

About 2 weeks ago... the same scenario occurred again. I was in the business center and heard what sounded like someone walking or crawling above me. At this point I decided that it was not in my best interest to use the business center late at night. **Clue #2**

A few days ago, I was very restless and decided to go to the fitness center and work out this energy and help me sleep. As I attempted to open the door, I realized it was locked (which it never is). I then look through the glass and found a man laying on the floor watching tv! WTF! Confused, bewildered, and shocked... I just walked away and quickly changed my mind and went back to my apartment. ** Clue #3**

Yesterday, against my better judgement, I decided to go to the business center to do some work (one of these days I'm gonna get real internet). While I was there, I heard a loud noise come from the bathroom area and there after saw a man walk from that direction and headed towards the fitness center. It was the SAME damn dude from the other day. He goes in there and locks the door like he did the other day. I looked back towards the restroom where he came from and saw that the ceiling tile from the attic was out of place. ** Clue # 4** DING DING DING!! This grown ass man climbed out of the attic where he was hiding and walked into the fitness center.

At this point.. I was confused as hell and didn't know what to say.. This man is living in the apartment complex for freeee-99 and ain't paying naaaaaa'ne parts of rent. At this point I have become the hater. Yea I said it.... dammit, if i gotta damn near break my back and hustle to pay rent so do u. You will not hide and make the fitness center your home!!!

So today I went to the leasing office and to her that I think somebody is living in the fitness center. Apparently I wasn't the only person who noticed because other folks have been complaining about dude. The background story is that he used to live here and got evicted a few months ago and is now hiding out. They have called the police on dude like 3 times and haven't been able to catch him. The woman told me to call 911 the next time I saw him. WOW! I know times are hard and people are doing crazy things to get past these hard times...but damn... this take the cake.

Maybe I should just terminate my lease and go live in the laundry room. I can hide all my clothes in the dryers. They have sofas in there, so I'll be comfy too! What do ya think?

102 years of Manly Deeds, Scholarship, and Love for All mankind!!!

Happy Founders' Day Bruhs!!!!

On this great day 7 men set forth to lay a foundation that shall forever remain. This is my gift to you...

HOUSE OF ALPHA

By Brother Sidney P. Brown

GOODWILL is the monarch of this house
Where men, unacquainted, enter, shake hands,
exchange greetings, and depart friends.
Cordiality exists among all who abide within.

I am the eminent expression of friendship.
Character and temperament change under my dominant power.
Lives once touched by me become tuned,
and are thereafter, amiable, kindly, fraternal.

I inspire the musician to play noble sentiments,
and assist the chemist to convert ungenerous personalities
into individuals of great worth.
I destroy all ignoble impulses.
I constantly invoke principles which make for common brotherhood,
and the echo resounds in all communities,
and princely men are thereby recognized.

Education, health, music, encouragement, sympathy, laughter:
All these are species of interest given on self-invested capital.
Tired moments find me a delightful treat,
Hours of sorrow a shrine of understanding,
At all times I am faithful to the creed of companionship.

To a few I am the Castle of Dreams,
Ambitious, successful, hopeful dreams.
To many, I am the Poetic Palace
where human feeling is rhymed to celestial motives.
To the great majority,
I am the Treasury of Good Fellowship.

In fact, I am the College of Friendship;
The University of Brotherly Love;
The School for the Better Making of Men.
I AM ALPHA PHI ALPHA!

HOUSE OF ALPHA
By Brother Sidney P. Brown