#howdareyou -the best twitter trend ever.

So I turned on my laptop last night and #howdareyou on twitter was lighting up the night! it was fun. so here are my tweets from last night. I had fun writing them so i want to immortalize them. lol.

#howdareyou have a top row of gold teeth and a bottom row of yellow teeth?

#howdareyou ACTUALLY think that blamin it on the patron is acceptable in REAL LIFE? itsa SONG. #deathto non-liquor holding, reneging LOSERS!

#howdareyou get offended when i ask if you sell sushi at your chinese restaurant when you sell CHICKEN WINGS and FRIED PLANTAIN?!?

#howdareyou ask me to read your mind, or tell you what you're thinking after i tell you that i studied psychology in undergrad??? #WDDDA

#howdareyou stay at your girlfriend's for a week and not take a shower, or brush your teeth and get mad when she won't TOUCH you?

#howdareyou ACT THE DAMN FOOL about how the child ain't urs, demand a paternity test, and when it comes back 99.99% yours, you cry. jerk.

#howdareyou try to bribe me into following you! I WORK FOR THE GOVT! i only accept expensive bribes.

#howdareyou try to curse me out through the #howdareyou TT. you crazy. don't you know i will BREAK YOU!?

#howdareyou sag ur jeans down to your knees and then ROLL THAT JAWN UP TOO! and then come over and try to talk to me. do i look that crazy?

#howdareyou claim that you didn't beat that boy jo jackson? oh so, now you wanna talk all this mess because MJ is gone. jerk.

#howdareyou tell me that you didn't want my number anyway, when you just asked me for it and i told you no? #WDDDA

#howdareyou curse a negro out all in the street and put your hands all on him and expect them not to turn around and SHAKE you to DEATH?

#howdareyou go round singin marymary's song 'it's the god in me' like u and god are that tight? u know u and god don't get down like that!

#howdareyou use your powers for evil, and not for good??? let the good in you always overcome the not-so-good.

#howdareyou act like michael jackson wasn't the greatest entertainer of ALL TIME!? TIME AND TIME OVER!

#howdareyou chris brown hittin folks and dressing crazy. anybody else want him to give the bellhop back his shirt? raise your hand.

#howdareyou assume that because i am single, i am thirsty? BACK UP OFF ME!

#howdareyou not follow @elonjames? he is the TRUTH!!!!

#howdareyou still watch that god-awful dehumanizing programming on BET? DOUCHE UR BRAINS and start OVER! (thanks charity)

#howdareyou racially insensitive, silver-spooned, egomaniacs roll your eyes and talk about a post racial USA??? skip gates beeches! #WDDDA

#howdareyou PHONE STALK ME! the ish is NOT THAT SERIOUS! callin from different numbers, blocking numbers, having your friend call me...

#howdareyou not 'RETURN' THE FAVOR!!!!!

#howdareyou tell me that i need to dress more provocatively knowing you need to cover your ish up? don't nobody wanna see that mess!

#howdareyou try to tell me that i am eating too much junk food when you just scarfed down three plates of a heart attack breakfast!

#howdareyou act like you got it going on when you STILL ain't got no job and NO game? sucker!!!!! joke's on YOU!

#howdareyou misrepresent yourself on your facebook profile, picture, status, and DOB? you know you wrong.

#howdareyou be successful and educated and forget that you're BLACK! sorry skip!!


#howdareyou ask for my number but don't have a phone, and then insist that i come visit you at the half way house? THE HALF WAY HOUSE???

#howdareyou is one trend that I can definitely rock with. it's on and poppin.

#howdareyou expect me to be gorgeous and tight bodied, when you are ugly, and have a 12" muffin top. can we say 'do the booty do?'

that's why me and God meet in other places...besides church!

i used to attend this church. i got sick to my stomach reading all of this. what makes it worse is that i experienced some of this while i was there. i didn't do anything about it. i felt that i could not. i wonder if i was so scared of the systemic backlash that i would experience? was i that afraid of being cast out by the people that were my supposed leaders? i am ashamed of myself. leaving did not make a difference. it only created a space for more people to go through the same thing that i did. if you go to a church that is doing things that seem fishy to you, don't sit back and say anything. do something. please. people need your support. and your voice.

Brooklyn Tabernacle's Lack of Accountability-Could this be true?

Jamie Foxx and The BET Coonery Awards

What a hot mess. I can't believe that we actually support this channel! Well at 2:07am this morning, i finally said, NO MORE! I won't take anymore crap from this so called 'black entertainment channell. I can't believe that instead of just honoring Michael, they put together the best coonery show in the history of the world. They will go down in History as the worst channel for black folks, and 2009, this year, will go down in History as the year that they lost all hope of having a real awards show. I am going on a month long internet campaign. Don't watch BET until they do something about their programming. This channel should be BANNED! They just set all people of color back 150 years. Is this what our leaders work hard for? For us to perpetuate this stereotypical crap?I am SO done with the channel. Never watching again. Ever. Not even when they run my favorite black people movies. I want the channel blocked from my home.

Not only do I want the channel blocked but I am telling them how I feel! please write to BET at contactus@bet.com and let them know that their programming SUCKS, and that they are making a mockery of everything important in the black culture. I am upset they are allowed to exist!

Live Your Life Off The Wall

after being sullen and sad and teary all evening, i am finally able to write about michael jackson. off the wall is still my life theme song. i get wild everytime i hear this song. it has reminded me from almost the day i was born of what type of life i should live. the song reminded me that i should work hard, and play hard. it reminded me that it was ok to be young and free and to do what i wanted to do. it reminded me not to follow the rules but to make the rules and set my course. i can remember dancing around my livingroom at 6 years old to this song, and just knowing that when i grew up, that i would live life, how i wanted to live it. and thanks to my theme song to constantly remind me, my life has been an amazing off the wall, out of the ordinary experience. thanks michael. i applaud you. i stand in awe of how amazingly you were created. i am floored by your continuous musical magesticness. you helped me to remember to never put myself on the shelf, and never forget about my dreams. thank you for being your amazing, eccentric, artistic, big open-hearted self.

I LOVE YOU MICHAEL JACKSON.

many many tears for my michael.

He's been on my mind

so. i would not have thought six months ago, after being madly in love with one man, and having my heart smattered all up and down north east corridor that i could ever feel anything for another man. but here i am feeling so much. i have to keep myself from letting him know how i feel, because he is not good for me. he is like the caution tape surrounding an accident at the scene of a crime. you know you are bound to see something bad if you cross the line, but you don't know how long you can keep yourself from finding out what is back there. there is some sort of allure that lies there that you can't take your mind away from.

i often get into these stages where i want no other man, i see no other man, and i think about no other man. here i am again. i konw for sure at least i was meant to be manogamous. i know it. i just have to find the right one who wants to be manogamous with me. with this particular man, i am not sure how manogamous he wants to be. and with that uncertainty, i cannot open that door. i cannot set myself up for a heart break that is surely sitting right beyond a few steamy lust filled sessions of passion and mind tricks and flirtation. the chase. the chase. the chase. the run. the catch. and then what? it is this phase that i am most afriad of.

i am afraid i will be alone forever, though i am most afraid of being alone forever, i am most afraid of being with someone and still being alone forever. oh, the damnation of being human. i should have been born a dog. this would have been much easier.

Funeral Procession

5-1 Lakers for their 15th title. Orlando will live on in my heart, but the show is over. Bohemian Rhapsody comes to mind. 'nothing really matters, anyone can see, nothing really matters....nothing really matters, toooo meeeee....' Now that my boys have one their first game in a championship, I can go back to being sports oblivious til football starts. Go Cowboys.

I Keep Meeting Winners.

so. i have decided to be open to new relationships and see what comes my way. after my last ridiculous boyfriend, i am determined. i want something nice. i would like to be a part of a fruitful relationship. not some sort of ridiculous circus freak show, as the last one was.

so over the past few months i have met a series of men some of them nice, some of them interesting. but the common thread in them all is that they are missing whatever that thing is that i need.

and then i stop myself and think, am i being to picky? am i looking for something that does not exist? am i really being that open?

i have dated men in and out of religious boundaries. the only difference that i perceive is at what point the sex comes in. i have been told that i am a sexy creature, so this always presents itself as a problem. for men with no religious affiliation, the sex comes up very quickly. are we having it? not necessarily, but they want to know what they can get relatively quickly. with religious men, they put up a good fight for a while, but if i am not whipping the reigns of self restraint, and guiding the chariot, we end up going too far off course sooner or later.

so anyway. i have figured out that because i am sexy, and overtly so, i want a man to see past all the sexiness and want to be my friend and companion. i won't stop til i find it. all others will fall short and will go on the f list. F- for friend, of course. am i open closed? or what? i don't know.