Ladies and gentlemen it’s detox time. No, not like Dr. Dre’s phantom album is coming out, more like “I’m sitting my ass still for a little while.” Something kind of weird happens when you have the kind of summer I had. You get tired. I mean like “damn I did too much in two months” kind of tired, not the “I need a nap tired.” I have been on 12 flights since April, and only Lil Baby Jesus knows how many other cities on road trips in between there.
And so I’ve come to the conclusion that everyone, even me needs a detox period. Some time to themselves to just chill out and regroup. With that being said, go ahead and embark on your own detox. Whether it be not raging for a month, or using up all those sick days you’ve been accumulating to sit at home and watch a the ID channel all day, or even do a whole bunch of nothing. I will promise you one thing. Come homecoming in late October I’m going to be back on these streets harder than Ortiz hit that mat after Mayweather sucker punched him on Saturday. :)
-Becks
Thursday, September 22, 2011
Thursday, September 1, 2011
Daily Insight: Open Book
Everyone has heard the phrase “don’t judge by it’s cover.” This metaphorical book could be a place, a situation, a person or just a damn book…but it rings true regardless. Of course for the purpose of me talking shit we will use this metaphor to refer to a person.
Let me just go ahead and say biddies are like books, you come across a lot in your lifetime. You scan a few, you read the back cover or even the inside flap, you look up some reviews, but you don’t read all of them. Everyone who reads avidly or in this case is single and ready to mingle, has a preferred genre, but let me go ahead and break down what you could be getting yourself into with these different genres…
You have your mysteries. Of course who didn’t like a good old James Hardy book?? Don’t tell me I was the only geek reading those things when I was younger. But I digress. A mystery biddie is always elusive as hell, pops in and out of your life, and you find it intriguing cause your ass always liked to solve the mystery. Well newsflash you ain’t Scooby Doo and this isn’t fiction. In real life that biddie is most like hiding something like a rap sheet or a few kids. I’m just saying, mysteries are fun on paper, but not in real life.
Then of course you have your romance novels, you know the ones with a half naked man looking like Fabio on the cover. If this is your preferred read, you may usually go for the “say girl can I be yo slave” Larenz Tate in Love Jones type biddies. Again this is all well and good, but unfortunately those are usually a dime a dozen, and if you do find one make sure he can grow some hair on his chest cause he may be softer than a pillow pet.
And finally you have the hood classics, the Coldest Winter Ever’s, the Flyy Girl’s, and of course the Zane’s of the book world. If you usually go for these kinds of biddies most likely he has been hugging the block a bit too long, and most likely can’t even hold an intellectual conversation with you about the books you read. Again, I’m just saying.
I say all of this to say, that when you decide to close a specific chapter of a book make sure it’s closed for good. Don’t leave it on the shelf to go peeking back a couple of months later. Cause we all know what the ending will be.
-Becks
Let me just go ahead and say biddies are like books, you come across a lot in your lifetime. You scan a few, you read the back cover or even the inside flap, you look up some reviews, but you don’t read all of them. Everyone who reads avidly or in this case is single and ready to mingle, has a preferred genre, but let me go ahead and break down what you could be getting yourself into with these different genres…
You have your mysteries. Of course who didn’t like a good old James Hardy book?? Don’t tell me I was the only geek reading those things when I was younger. But I digress. A mystery biddie is always elusive as hell, pops in and out of your life, and you find it intriguing cause your ass always liked to solve the mystery. Well newsflash you ain’t Scooby Doo and this isn’t fiction. In real life that biddie is most like hiding something like a rap sheet or a few kids. I’m just saying, mysteries are fun on paper, but not in real life.
Then of course you have your romance novels, you know the ones with a half naked man looking like Fabio on the cover. If this is your preferred read, you may usually go for the “say girl can I be yo slave” Larenz Tate in Love Jones type biddies. Again this is all well and good, but unfortunately those are usually a dime a dozen, and if you do find one make sure he can grow some hair on his chest cause he may be softer than a pillow pet.
And finally you have the hood classics, the Coldest Winter Ever’s, the Flyy Girl’s, and of course the Zane’s of the book world. If you usually go for these kinds of biddies most likely he has been hugging the block a bit too long, and most likely can’t even hold an intellectual conversation with you about the books you read. Again, I’m just saying.
I say all of this to say, that when you decide to close a specific chapter of a book make sure it’s closed for good. Don’t leave it on the shelf to go peeking back a couple of months later. Cause we all know what the ending will be.
-Becks
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