Some Things on My Mind

Good Morn-ting!

I'm tired. Why, you ask? I've been up since 4 a.m. because my neighbors above me obviously have the Fan from Hell. That fan or whatever it was kept me up all night. I guess my ears are sensitive because I couldn't tune it out. I turned the TV on, the radio on, the air conditioner on. Nothing worked. PURE TORTURE!!!

Not to mention when they're not blasting music out the frame for an hour straight, sounds like somebody is getting the brakes beat off them on a nightly basis. So now I have to go and "introduce myself." What do I say, "Shut the F' up. I can't sleep!"?


Tony Thompson of Hi-Five is dead from a drug overdose. See the story at Clutch. I was a Hi-Five fanatic. That Can't Wait Another Minute Live---classic. Even his solo album was good. He was always so cute with those dimples. And he was only 31.

What is the big deal about Paris Hilton going to jail? What's the big deal about her existence? All the commotion about her at the MTV Movie Awards...whatever. All she does is take up much needed space and oxygen. She is a hazard to herself and possibly the entire universe! Kick rocks, Paris. I hope you and Big Bertha have a long-lasting relationship in the slammer.


Arissa from the Real World Las Vegas Reunited still has issues. Alton is a liar (maybe) and lame. What else? I'm so excited about this season. I think Urilan and Arissa should duke it out. That's wrong, but why not? Get it off your chest, mane.

I saw the promo for Nip Tuck yesterday!!! No, I didn't see what would happen this season, but it doesn't matter. Nip Tuck is a highlight of my television life. They moved to Hollywood, so you know it's going to be ridiculous. But how much more ridiculous could it get than it already was? Those writers and producers are sick...

We, as African Americans, are as a whole really messed up. It really upsets me. I was reading a post at Young Black Professionals and had some thoughts. We're for others and not for ourselves. We value the wrong things, mainly material possessions. Our youth (really all youth) are taught that being on the block is better than being educated, sex and fast money is the way to go. We value the opinions and validation of other races over our own.

Or could it be that the negative images and perceptions of us are highlighted in the media moreso than the positive images? I wasn't even born then, but it seems that back in the 1960s we were unified because all we had was us. So who's to blame for our destruction? Ourselves, history, white people or all of the above? I'm not sure we'll ever find the answer. But I know things have to get better. They can't get worse.