Month: August 2009

I tried Cuban food today. Had some shrimp and rice with a creole sauce. Tasted like gumbo. The waiter was cute. It’s called Versailles. I will go there again. There is also a Rally’s in LA and one in Inglewood. Yea, I went to Inglewood today for the first time and didn’t get shot. It…

August 29 2009 1st Mike song of the birthday: Wanna Be Startin Somethin2nd Mike song of the birthday: Billie JeanI’m excited, yet scared.3rd: Just Good FriendsAww shit they done fucked with the church’s money! They are playing Mike’s version of Come Together. Thank you Stevie! But this constant playing of Mike music reinforces his goneness….

I loathe people who don’t wash their hands after they leave the restroom. Now I don’t know if they peed in there. They could have been changing clothes, but the fact is that you left a stall and didn’t wash your hands! That screams triflent. When others are in the bathroom I often wash my…

Questions- A PoemWho am I? What am I? Why am I here? I don’t think I know. Can you help me? I need the help. Do you see me? People keep walking past like I’m not even here. I think I exist. I feel. I smell things. Hear things. But am I a thing? What…

My pee smelled like sugar smacks. by

NOOOO! NOOOOO! NOOOOOOO by

August 28 2009 Mornings are for quiet contemplation. I hate people who gossip and talk loudly about current events while you’re just trying to mellow out. I need quiet! Why is it that men of color feel that it is alright to wear gay ass ponytails? Unless you’re John Redcorn or some shit…why? I want…

“ON AUGUST 29 OF 1958 AN ANGEL WAS BROUGHT TO THIS WORLD TO HEAL IT AND TO LOVE ALL PEOPLE IN IT “ HAPPY BIRTHDAY MJ by

5/4/06Dear Michael, I love you more than words can say. You have changed my life. You are special to me. My own haven of peace. An escape from reality. All that you do sustains me. Love AlwaysMonica by

So, I’m thinking this wide bodied dude is just wide. BUT He got mad muscular complex ions pumping through them pythons! I made a joke and kinda squeezed his arm and I’ll be damned if it wasn’t rock hard! Ai Papi! by