Gangsta Sh*t: Pausing............ in Mid Sentence

Now before you view this in its entirety, check out the corny punk movements T.I. is doing while he performs. I like some of T.I.'s songs, but that concert looked lame as hell. He reminds me of a southern 9th grader circa 1993.
Word to T.I.: make your momma or T-lady proud and pull them britches up. I didn't know grown ass men with kids and three baby momma's still "sagged" that hard. Well..... he does have like 4 kids and I'm sure they bad as hell, so the reasoning behind not wearing a belt is understandable...lol

Oh yeah, it's not about what he looks like it's about how he gets real "Gangsta" on the crowd. He even mentions how he's not in school and how he's a grown ass man. I guess people in college can't be grown. Anyway, my favorite part is when he paused and looked at the bottle for like 4 seconds. We as black people know exactly what he was thinking right at that time. I actually felt him at that moment.

It brings me back to the time when I went to this event at a park in Harlem to see my friend model at this fashion show. You know how we do! We always gotta make some Fashion Fair type of designs and make a huge show out of it, "like somebody gone buy it", but my girl rocked it, I won't call her out this time.
But back to the story.... So my friend (Lady A) and I were standing and enjoying the blackness and culture of Harlem. It felt good to be around "us" and great food. As we stood and watched the show, behind us were some pissed and hot "grown folks" sitting in lawn chairs. Grown like "Uncle June and Aint May" type of grown. Actually like a hundred of them. We only paused to stand and watch for like a minute. To our dismay, we felt a hard sprinkle of water against our faces and back.....accompanied with a loud "oooooooOOHH" from the crowd. I guess we were in the way of their view of this bull shit fashion show. I will never forget this because my friend and I looked at eachother like "what is we gone do?" We are not fighters, we are so much lovers. But the 3rd ward (ghetto in Houston) kicked in real quick. We did the T.I. pause and checked our wet clothes. "I'm thinking, whoever this greasy tacky biaatch is, didn't just try to embarrass me in front of the hundreds of black folk out here in this hot ass sun" My mind begins to wonder... think quick....should I just get real niggerdly and shout ghetto girl obscenities to the crowd...on some "who the fuck did it? type-a-shit" or just be cool. Well you know what happened. Me and Lady A commenced to trash talkin', damn near started a fight...lol....nothing happened though.
It's all about steppin' up. People do lame shitty antics like this because they are jealous haters. Cause' after we went 3rd ward on they asses, no one stepped up to claim who done it. Thank God, because I wasn't trying to piss off nobody....you feel me...you know everyone knows everybody in the hood. I'm not trying to get jumped by Quan and nem.

The moral of the story is this, when you see a black person pause in mid sentence or rap, somethin aint right!

Thoughts: The Fight, Black Celebs Show Up and Out

So I'm sure damn near every Black, White, and Spanish sports fan was glued to the tv. for the fight, or whoever decided to order it. I watched it at one of my girlfriend's. It was weird because my friend and her man, who at the last minute decided to throw the party, invited all females and like 1 dude. If you could have seen the amount of beautiful women that was in attendance, any man would have given a left nut to just be in our presence. It was almost like a ladies night of boxing, except for the fact that I invited my male Dominican entourage. My boyfriend, his brother, and cousin were the few signs of testosterone that was in the house. Throughout the whole fight, all you could hear were all the girls complaining about how horrible Daddy Mayweather looked. Man did that nigga come out lookin' like a mix between the Crypt Keeper and the Predator. If you mix the two, that's an ugly ass mothafu*ker. Floyd knew he was wrong for wearing that damn sombrero. I was like De la Hoya is gonna stick it to his ass for that insult.
My boyfriend pumped me up to be on Oscar de la Hoya's team, talkin shit (Dominican new york accent) "Mommy, De la Hoya is a classic boxa', he fought many a great fighta's, how the fu*k you gonna tell me that Mayweatha is gonna win.....Conyo!!" So me being the clueless boxing fan that I am, I'm like ok. baby, I'm a go for De la Hoya...... so you will calm the fuck down!

So to Max, thanks for the advice. I should have stuck with my people. I know I'm a sell out. I have to stick with the negroe's motto: When in doubt, go for the black man.
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So black folks was representin' like we always do. Remember the Oscars, it was all about the Black Hollywood.
I love when we show up to places like the Kentucky Derby, The Oscars, Ivy League colleges, Tennis matches, Golf matches, Debutante Balls, Wall Street- everything that seems to be deemed fit and proper in the high class "white society".
You know when we go to places where we weren't accepted in the past, we have to show up and show out. I can say this, it aint nothin' like classy black folks, we can out-dress anyone. We look so good when it's time for a major event.
Here are some pics of class:

Big Gay Al with Star Jones at Kentucky Derby
































Gabriell Union and Shaun Robinson. Rockin' Those Big hats!-Kentucky Derby







So young Jeezy didn't get the memo! It's suit night nigga!
















Rhi-Rhi is killing everybody on the fashion circuit. This is a pic of her at the Annual Costume Institute Gala at the Met Museum. She has access to any and every designer. I respect that!

Paris Goes To Jail

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Paris goes to Jail for 45 days

Hilton pleaded no contest in January to reckless driving stemming from a Sept. 7 arrest in Hollywood. Police said she appeared intoxicated and failed a field sobriety test. She had a blood-alcohol level of .08 percent, the level at which an adult driver is in violation of the law. A judge ordered the socialite to report to a county jail in suburban L.A. by June 5 to serve 45 days for violating the terms of her probation in an alcohol-related reckless driving case. Her attorney has said he will appeal.

This is good for Paris. I guess She didn't realize the seriousness about drinking and driving and with out a license. I can't wait until June 5th. She needed a wake-up call. I mean she violated her probation, what was she thinking!

She was sentenced to 36 months probation, alcohol education and $1,500 in fines.Two other traffic stops and failure to enroll in a mandated alcohol education program landed her back in court. Superior Court Judge Michael T. Sauer, saying "there's no doubt she knew her license had been suspended," ordered that Hilton report to a women's jail in suburban Lynwood by June 5. The judge's ruling did not allow any work release, furloughs, use of an alternative jail or electronic monitoring in lieu of jail. Nor could Hilton pay to serve time in a jail of her choice, as some are allowed.

Breakfast Cereal!! Part 1

My cousin and I were having a debate today about cartoon theme songs and who's was the best. I thought I'd let you guys be the judge.



This one is hilarious. "So "Gramps" opened up the baaag, and took out the magical shoooes!!!"LMAO



Do the "Carlton Banks" to this one.



The musical composition to this one is excellent. Wish it was longer.



These ladies truly rocked. Six musical genres in one theme song! Who can f*#k with the Pussycats?



Don't act like you don't know all the words.



No. I wasn't born yet however, still a great preview.



OOOOHHHH!!! Forgot about this one right!!


Well... I hope you all this enjoyed this breakfast cereal for the soul. Let me know what your favorites are.

-Valentine
(Sorry for taking up so much space ladies.)