Where Do I Begin?

Hmmm.....Yesterday and this morning my work day commute pattern was in disarray.Totally turned upside down.Usually the commute is as follows: on bus, read literture of chioce or listen to muscial prefernce of the day. Catch train, Green line is one or two stops, depends upon which metro station i fancy that day. Hop on the Red line, and sleep. My train commute is about 20 mins. Thats usually how it works, in the morning and evening. However, yesterday evening and this morning, couldnt sleep. I went to sit on the orange seats, not so comfortable, but u happen to fall asleep anyway (oh and dont let it b the back or front of the train car that is sectioned off by that little tinted window. man when i get on those trains, in those seats, it is DEFINITELY time to go to sleep!!!). To my atonshisment, I COULDNT SLEEP. Boy i tried, i really did. But it wasnt happening. My brain was in overdrive. I couldnt get my mind off off blogspot.com. This HAS TO BE one of the COOLEST (yes i did use that white ass word!!LOL) sites I have been to in a long time. Well other than launchcast.com. I am a video junkie. It is really sad. So....this blogspot.com has got me intrigued. U mean to tell me that there is a place where i can talk about WHATEVER (ALMOST) I want? ANYTIME I want? AAHHH the possibilities. What to do? WHAT TO DO? What is my first blog? So there u have it. That was, uhh, is the cause of my commute sleep deprivation. I needed to talk, and about something worth reading. Hell, something that can entertain me. Fa real, that is all that really matters. I want to look back and be amused. Entertained.

So, henceforth...WHERE DO I BEGIN? I want to begin with who it began with for me. http://jacksongtickle.blogspot.com. That dude right there is sick. Funny ass indiviual. Seriously. Most of his shit is worth reading. So anyway, I was @ allhiphop.com, a site that i am frequent with. Checked out the Editorial section, and was engaged in his piece, Gettin' Grown. So i deceided to check out his site (stated above), and was instantly hooked. But not jus to his blogspot. to others as well. but most important. to create my own. I have things to say!! I am interesting!!!! So...here I am. thanks Jackson G Tickle aka Panama Jackson!! dont worry, I wont ask for ur hand in marriage. U couldnt hold me down anyway. SMILE. Hopefully u will have read this, and many more to come.

Where was I?.......Ahh yes, so now wat? Wat do I blog about 1st? Its a coin toss btwn Xmas BS and talkin about MOI. Hmmm, which would be more interesting? Lucky U, I have decieded not to ramble on and on about lil ole me. Ur welcome. I will eventually tho. As i stated b4, i am interesting.

Christmas is a legal holiday where we commemorate the birth of Christ. So what is up with all the gift giving? Xmas now-a-days is all about gifts, gifts, gifts(sound like The Grinch dont I?lol). Back in the day, when i was growing up no matter where i was, we always went to NY for Xmas. Either Queens or Mt Vernon. EVERYBODY WAS ALWAYS THERE. Food, family, and friends. Now-a-days these little nigglets are unsatisfied BRATS!!!! they dont know how to act. They get thjings they dont want and act a fool. Ungrateful. Run up to the tree, grab the nicely wrapped box, rip it open and receive something that they never wanted. What do they do, look at the box. Look at you. Look at the box again with tear filled eyes, and keep searching. When all the boxes have been checked and those OVER priced thing they wanted, they havent found, they walk somberly to the other toys and play half-heartedly. and mutter a pitiful Thanks Mommy. Then unfortunately we feel bad. "WE" (black folk) have a problem. We will go broke, let the lights get cut off, the phone off, hair not done to make a Xmas grand. Well wat we thought was grand bc those little brats are still ungrateful. But do u know y we do that Black America? Bc we have guilt. I dont know y we feel this way. Well, i suppose we want our kids to feel loved. Loved like Bobby's parents bought him a brand new PC for his new room. or Loved like Amys parents loved her enough to get her a brand new 2005 car. Maybe that is wat it is. Guilt and competition. But all we are really doing is settin ourselves up for a setback. Financially in the short and long haul. Short, shit IS gettin cut off. Long, by the time our kids are 18, our kids will b sayin "thanks mom and dad for being able to pay for my college tutution". Lets be honest, most of our black teenagers arent thinking about doing good in school until mid 11th yr or 12th. So parents of Black America, put down ur food stamps that ur about to trade for cash for Lil Man-Mans $300 kiddie motorcycle(of course he would b the only one on the blcok with it bc no one else had that many food stamps to cash in. even still, the motorcycle will get stolen from the backyard , or need to b put at Grandma house bc the landlord said u cant keep that shit in the hallway.) and invest in our children. they need to learn the real purpose of xmas and that it is also about family and giving. Giving wat u can, not want they want.

Reverting bac to my xmas experiences. Aww man. the family(everyone who was alive was there), the food (that auntie such and such and grandma been cookin for 2 days), friends (ur cusins, cusins best friend that ALWAYS b @ the family gatherings bc they KNOW the food is OFF THE HOOK or ur cuzins friend from around his way that is cute as shit),and the good times. Now for my family, for me was performing. Everyone had to put on a performance. I remember me and my sis(2yrs younger. let her tell it, 1 yr and 4 mnths younger) performing Salt-n-Pepa(Everybody Get Up), and my most notable performance as Karyn White(i was Ms. White and my sister was "Back-Up Dancer Imani"). Those were the times. Everyone ha to perform. Aunts, Uncles, Cousins, People who jus came. and all that shit would get on video tape. Well except for the ending bc Uncle Such and Such was sippin a lil TOOOO much brandy (or watever it was he kept in his coat pocket!!lol)

Therefore, I have 2 things to say about xmas.1...ME and MY son (6yrs old. damn he knows all about gettin presents and wat not. yes i was a guilty parent this yr.) will start next ur a different type of Xmas. It will b about family. Hopefully those of the younger generation in my family will help me pull together a lil soiree and MAKE IT LIKE IT WAS......
2.....I jus want to plug this in here. My sons fathers family are ghetto as hell and hopefully they didnt have my child up there fighting. At every gathering them fools get to fighting. Bdays, XMas, Easter, 4th of July, Memorial Day, hell a damn BBQ. Watever the occasion. Them negroes are fighting.LOL Ghettos asses.That is one thing we DID NOT TOLERATE!! AINT NO MUTHAFUCKIN FIGHTING!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Hope my first blog was enjoyable!!! HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!! BRING IN THE NEW YEAR W/ SAFETY IN MIND!!!!!

JUST TRYIN IT OUT!!!

although i think i already said this...it is a test, jus wanna c if this really works!!!