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Thursday, January 29, 2004

Humor: (n) the quality that makes something laughable or amusing.

Comedy: (n) a dramatic work that is light and often humorous or satirical in tone and that usually contains a happy resolution of the thematic conflict.

LI*FE: WHAT DOES IT ALL MEAN!??-

With all the seriousness present in the fabric of our lives, what is it that we need? As the responsibilities pile and the age brings along its very own challenges we may sometimes lose sight of what this life is all about. For the many pains and struggles that consume our lives we become trapped into a difficult mode of thinking. All you need...is a little humor...a little comedy...in the very "movie" of our lives. Take stock for a second...and just laugh at what is all around you. When things go wrong, a little perspective is especially what the doctor ordered for you. Now, there are some tough and serious moments in the screenplay of life...and those require a different nature. But, when all is said and done we need to just laugh and smile...being thankful for all that we have.

Super Super Bowl!-

Its that time of year again. Oh yes! Hey, one of my teams (Carolina...the other being San Diego) is in the big dance! No more sitting outside the festivities...we gonna party up in this! Hmm...it will either be a big blowout by the Patriots or the game will be close because the Panthers play a great defensive game.

And the other part of the festivities, the entertainment. The biggest part of the year for advertisers because of the wide audience that watches the game will be chomping at the bit to hook, line, and sinker the peoples of the world! Buy this product, request this service, look at these beautiful girls....every tactic deployed in the hopes of securing your dollars! Is it me or are the commercials dying down for the last couple of years!?

Old School Sounds or just plain ol' MUSIC-

I was listening to....New Edition's greatest hits! Candy girl! Can You Stand The Rain! Mr. Telephone Man! Cool It Now! Is This The End! And...If It Isn't Love-Then why do I feel this way....ahhhh! I used to have the mug on a white cassete tape! Good times, good times! And I heard a minute ago that they were messing with Bad Boy....but, that crack...oops...I mean Bobby Brown won't be down. How can you have NE without Bobby...that's like Harold Melvin & The Blue Notes without Teddy P...like A Different World without Kadeem Hardison....Pharcyde without Fat Lip...Ebony without the Ivory...Half Baked without Dave Chappelle...the Jackson Five without Michael (when Michael was just straight ridiculous...not mentally...vocal and song wise!). We'll see how NE turns out if they put out new product....shoot, I been sitting on new Jodeci since like '98 when I heard they might be working again (but, then a singing brothers group damn near blew up into every soap opera with one dang song!)..go figure!

 

Finally (a quote...from a wise man)-

Ahem ahem....

"I'm rich biaaaaooootch"

-Dave Chappelle (In honor of the profile picture and to the new season!)


Saturday, January 24, 2004

"Because the slightest touch from the heavens can heavily change the tides/Or tip the scales to either side of the problems in our lives"-MarsIll "Inside Out"

"I been on this road for a long time now
At time it seems like the road is never gonna end
On this road there's a lotta, hills and mountains
Peaks and valleys
Even a lot of potholes on this road
It's never smooth, on the road of life
I don't know where I'm going
I just know where I wanna end up at" -P. Diddy "Do You Know"

"Hard times are coming to your town
So stay alert, don't let them get you down
They tell you times are tough, you hear that times are hard
But when you work for that ace you know you pulled the right card
Hard times got our pockets all in chains
I'll tell you what, homeboy, it don't have my brain
All day I have to work at my peak
Beacuse I need that dollar every day of the weak" -Run-DMC "Hard Times"

"Bathwater" No Doubt

You and your museum of lovers
The precious collection you've housed in your covers
My simpleness threatened by my own admission

And the bags are much too heavy
In my insecure condition
My pregnant mind is fat full with envy again

But I still love to wash in your old bathwater
Love to think that you couldn't love another
I can't help it...you're my kind of man

Wanted and adored by attractive women
Bountiful selection at your discretion
I know I'm diving into my own destruction

So why do we choose the boys that are naughty?
I don't fit in so why do you want me?
And I know I can't tame you...but I just keep trying

'Cause I love to wash in your old bathwater
Love to think that you couldn't love another
I'm on your list with all your other women
But I still love to wash in your old bathwater
You make me feel like I couldn't love another
I can't help it...you're my kind of man

Why do the good girls always want the bad boys?

So I pacify problems with kisses and cuddles
Diligently doubtful through all kinds of trouble
Then I find myself choking on all my contradictions

'Cause I still love to wash in your old bathwater
Love to think that you couldn't love another
Share a toothbrush...you're my kind of man
I still love to wash in your old bathwater
Make me feel like I couldn't love another
I can't help it...you're my kind of man

No I can't help myself
I can't help myself
I still love to wash in your old bathwater

MUS*ICALS

Some of the selections at this current moment that are flooding the ears! I have been listening to Puff Daddy & The Family "No Way Out"...and lemme tell you....that joint is fire! I remember how that used to be our soundtrack wherever we went back in high school. Sure...the lyrics...they ain't that deep. Sure...the beats...heavily and blatantly sampled. But, I love that album. Sure..its not the Roots...Hiero...Legends...Atmosphere...hell, its not even  Jay-Z (in terms of lyrical execution)...its just a good party type of record. And you quote un quote underground fans (I hate that term) think that anything above ground is simply wack. The sad thing is, ya'll used to listen to the stuff on the radio cause it was the outlet...now, (even your beloved underground artists say the same thing) the audience itself has become close-minded. When the aesthetic of the supposed movement is to be free and open-minded about what you hear...not ignorant. Okay, I can step off my soap-box now!
MarsIll is a sick group ya'll should check out. Good beats...really insightful rhymes. Talks about religious aspects here and there, but not preachy. I popped in the Run-DMC for that feeling of remembering just how ill simple can be! And, I love No Doubt. I love the lyrics...and the way they evolve with the music. I wonder how Stefani's album will sound...or is it Mrs. Rossdale!
On a side note...***I have a lot of music right now...and if you know me, there is a major reason why!

Daily Travels 

So I ventured out this past half of the week to attend to some business. It is an interesting time as certain paths open up in one's life. Glimpses of where life may be heading..but, you know it is quite difficult to see where one's life can go. All in all, it gave a lot of time to reflect on the past...as well as look to the on-coming future. I met a lady who had an interesting life. She told me how her life at this current moment has turned out. Yet, through her trials and tribulations...she remains hopeful and believes that if you allow God into your life...it will help you greatly. I had such a great conversation with her...Sad, how you won't get to see the end...how things turn out...but, I wish her well.                                                                                                





 


Monday, January 19, 2004

Party: (n) a social gathering especially for pleasure or amusement.

This weekend...boy...this weekend. The word above is exactly what happened this weekend (with a few moments of responsibility brightness). Friday: party, Saturday: party, Sunday: party. Theme: PARTY. Its always good to let loose here and there, especially when you work hard! It was cool. Saw some people, met some new ones....it was just good to spend time with some friends...even better when it was with your close friends. Some good quality time-conversations, jokes, hanging out. Good times...except, when some of it you don't remember. Hmm...come to think of it do I really remember it! Hahahaha! This weekend was off the chains!


Friday, January 16, 2004

"A Song For You"-Donny Hathaway

I've been so many places in my life and time
I've sung a lot of songs
I've made some bad rhymes
I've acted out my life on stages
With 10,000 people watching
But we're alone now and I'm singing this song to you

I know your image of me is what I hoped to be
I treated you unkindly
And darling can't you see
There's no one more important to me
Baby can't you see through me
Cause we're alone now and I'm singing this song to you

You taught me precious secrets
Of a true love , Withholding nothing
You came out in front and I was hiding
Now I'm so much better
And if my words dont come together
Listen to the melody
Cuz my love is in there hiding

I love you in a place where there's no space or time
I love you for my life
You' re a friend of mine
And when my life is over
Remember when we were together
We were alone and I was singing this song to you

"The Light"-Common

I never knew a luh, luh-luh, a love like this
Gotta be somethin for me to write this
Queen, I ain't seen you in a minute
Wrote this letter, and finally decide to send it
Signed sealed delivered for us to grow together
Love has no limit, let's spend it slow forever
I know your heart is weathered by what studs did to you
I ain't gon' assault em cause I probably did it too
Because of you, feelings I handle with care
Some niggaz recognize the light but they can't handle the glare
You know I ain't the type to walk around with matchin shirts
If relationship is effort I will match your work
I wanna be the one to make you happiest, it hurts you the most
They say the end is near, it's important that we close..
.. to the most, high
Regardless of what happen on him let's rely

Yo, yo, check it
It's important, we communicate
and tune the fate of this union, to the right pitch
I never call you my bitch or even my boo
There's so much in a name and so much more in you
Few understand the union of woman and man
And sex and a tingle is where they assume that it land
But that's fly by night for you and the sky I write
For in these cold Chi night's moon, you my light
If heaven had a height, you would be that tall
Ghetto to coffee shop, through you I see that all
Let's stick to understandin and we won't fall
For better or worse times, I hope to me you call
So I pray everyday more than anything
friends will stay as we begin to lay
this foundation for a family - love ain't simple
Why can't it be anything worth having you work at annually
Granted we known each other for some time
It don't take a whole day to recognize sunshine

Yeah.. yo, yo, check it
It's kinda fresh you listen to more than hip-hop
and I can catch you in the mix from beauty to thrift shop
Plus you ship hop when it's time to, thinkin you fresh
Suggestin beats I should rhyme to
At times when I'm lost I try to find you
You know to give me space when it's time to
My heart's dictionary defines you, it's love and happiness
Truthfully it's hard tryin to practice abstinence
The time we committed love it was real good
Had to be for me to arrive and it still feel good
I know the sex ain't gon' keep you, but as my equal
it's how I must treat you
As my reflection in light I'ma lead you
And whatever's right, I'ma feed you
Digga-da, digga-da, digga-da, digga-digga-da-da
Yo I tell you the rest when I see you, peace

There are times.. when you'll need someone..
I will be by your side..
There is a light, that shines,
special for you, and me..

And away from that....

"Soon Come"-Blue Black verse

Fear aint a factor it's the pain that's real
That's why brother's run from guns made of stainless steel
You can hear, streets of horror against the night
From the helpless without enough defense to fight
Children grow too fast without a strong foundation
They aint built to last, they reject and pass
Cut class inner generation's gaps is ??
So they scared to ask, it's a difficult task
We gotta, unlearn the lie, and unveil the mass
Teach em how to be thoro, and knock em half assed
Everything that we want is right behind the glass
Yo it your's for the taking, hit em, full blast

"D.E.E.P."-Dre's verse

No, I ain't never been pimped by the system
That's because I ain't no slave
Don't be tryin to sunbathe, never lived off in no cave
Bloody old chap and in this head of mine is full of naps
And the only thing I know is how to fuck and how to rap
Y'all think I'm stupid cuz I shoots 'em up like cupid
And if you gave me a basketball, I'll show you how to shoot it
My head's polluted cause I'm zooted, bobbin to the bottom
If a pair of Jordan's came out, y'all figure that I got 'em
But no I don't because I don't be havin funds
The gold that I am wearin is really made out of bronze
It weighs a ton and makin my neck turn green
And I got a criminal record that will never come clean
Oh, and it seems that I make babies like a rabbit
And then never taking care of them has just become a habit
I grab my tablet and get busy with the pen
Y'all could not be just like me if y'all was my twin
So you get mad and try to make me inferior
You pissin me off, I'm in that ass like interior
Oh, step in my Cadillac, let's ride through the hood
Eh, why don't you roll that window down so you can see it real good
And take a look at all the pimps and all the pushers and the players
That's livin on a whim, thin ice and a prayer
Oh and mayor, can I get a little backup
Please don't let them pussy muthafuckas put that flag up
But let me shut up cause they say we need dough
whenever the fuck out record comes out in 1994
Yeah, yes sir, it's like that
Gonna take y'all deep, so go back

"Git Up, Get Out"-Dre's verse

Y'all tellin me that I need to get out and vote, huh. Why?
Ain't nobody black runnin but crackers, so, why I got to register?
I thinkin of better shit to do with my time
Never smelled aroma of diploma, but I write the deep ass rhymes
So let me take ya way, back to when a nigga stayed in Southwest Atlanta,
Y'all could not tell me nuthin, thought I hit that bottom rock
At age 13, start workin at the loadin dock
They layin my mama off of work, General Motors trippin
But I come home Bank like Hank, from lickin and dippin
Doin dumb shit, not knowin what a nigga know now
Yeah, that petty shit will have you cased up and locked down
I dips, over to East Point, still actin a fool
Wastin my time in the school, I'd rather be shootin pool
Cool is how I played the tenth grade
I thought it was all about mackin hoes and wearin pimp fade
Instead of bein in class, I'd rather be up in some ass
Not, thinkin about them six courses that I need to pass
Graduation rolled around like rolly-pollies
Damn, that's fucked up. I shoulda listened when my mama told me
That, if you play now, you gonna suffer later
Figured she was talkin yin-yang, so I payed her no attention
And kept missin the point she tried to poke me with
The doper that I get, the more I'm feelin broke and shit
Huh, but that don't matter though, I am an O-UT-KAST
So get up off your ass

Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git somethin
Don't spend all your time tryin to get high
You need git up, git out and git somethin
How will you make it if you never even try
You need to git up, git out and git somethin
Cuz you and I got to do for you and I

Let that sink in...............


"Moves That Make Me"-Zion verse

Hey, yo, put it together
Piece by piece
Life as a puzzle, stay supple
Release
It take a coupla thoughts, let's bubble
Abandon trouble, negative speech make it crumble
I speak each
My dream, black beach
Livin' like the sheik
My queen, fly physique
I leave the concrete world behind
Retreat to the forest, free up my mind [ugh]
It's like a cake, to bake it take time
I make my livin', celebrate takin' my strides
Know what it is, I wanna have a couple kids
I'd be a good daddy, livin' prosperous
My esophagus, how I spark with this
North Star shinin' during the Apocalypse
That's how I do, prayin' that God really do

Ahhhh! The future. What a concept! Through the wonderful experiences of the day (location, conversation, meetings) I observed my possible and might I add very near future. The people, the challenges, the mentors, and me! All mixed up to make future stew....In the events of the past certain months I have evaluated many things in my life. I have tried...very hard...to examine my fears. In that examination, I have had many talks with many close associates...and after said conversations I retreat to my mind to evaluate. And...the one thing that continually comes up is...one word. GO! GO! GO! Two letters...simple...but attach personal relevance and it carries on a whole different meaning. So, being at the place for future studies I really enjoyed the vibe (I have been at another one of the meetings and I thoroughly enjoyed it). But, the funny thing is even if things don't work out for me...I have no fear. I understand the many roads that can open up (as evidenced by recent events)...and I will pursue those roads without hesitation. I see my main goal or destination....and somehow and someway I will find myself there. Faith...hope...who knows...but, I carry an optimistic confidence of what will happen. And, if all doesn't work out...well then I hope to have at least put my all in it and see where everything falls.



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