"There are notes between notes, you know." -- Sarah Vaughan

Sunday, November 30, 2008

OK, computers are home and connected

I have to say, I am loving my new laptop. Mr. SLS and I have already had a video conference via iChat. OK, back to playing with my new toy. Yay!


Mr. SLS rushed me out to the mall at breakneck speed so I could get a new laptop before one of us killed the other over his laptop.

While we were there we decided to get a new desktop too since ours went kaput about the same time my laptop called it quits.

We're headed home with our loot now so the next post will be from my new Mac Pro and the blackberry and iPod Touch can return to their earlier functions.

*** Sent from my Blackberry ***


While I was out trying to watch trash TV these two fools were in here tearing up the phone book. Apparently they thought it would make a good scratching post. Then they thought the pile of confetti their scratching created would be a good place to throw up. Now they are looking at me like "what?"

*** Sent from my Blackberry ***

My trash TV source is gone!

Every now and again I could catch some trash TV and keep up with a couple of reality shows, such as "The Real Housewives of Atlanta." Now my free cable source is gone. Sigh. I'll miss Bravo.

*** Sent from my Blackberry ***

Christmas season has officially begun!

I just signed and addressed 47 holiday cards. I will mail them tomorrow and the gift-giving season will begin in full force.

-- Pecked with one finger on my iPod, sosumi.

Saturday, November 29, 2008

IHOP: Omelet and pancakes?

I always get the same thing when we go to IHOP, some variation of a veggie-filled omelet and the harvest nut & grain pancakes. I substitute egg beaters for the eggs but either way it is a LOT of food and I can never finish it all. 

Why do they even pair pancakes with the omelet? Shouldn't it be an either or thing?

*** Sent from my Blackberry ***

Friday, November 28, 2008

OK, it's better!

Tragedy averted! I won't have to serve time in a maximum security facility after all. Which is good cause I'm not made for that, no matter how much junk I talk. Whew.

Lawd give me strenf!

Help me not to hurt this man in here this evening, LAY HANDS ON ME SO THAT I DON'T LAY HANDS ON THIS MAN IN HERE TONIGHT. 

breathing slowly in and out trying to calm my nerves

I'm over Mr. SLS right now

Quick catch up from my non-blogging days: I'm about to bash Mister's head in now and think about heaven later (if you don't know what movie I've stolen that from you have a severe gap in your cinematic education). And now he's downstairs practicing in hopes I will be over it when he's done, but I won't be so he can stop tootin' on that damn fife.


Thanksgiving went on at the sis-in-law's house as originally planned and was cool. I did diffuse what could have been a fight from an episode of a bad TV sitcom between my sis-in-law and her husband and realized that my sisters-in-law are girlie girls (e.g. they say stuff like "that's the man's job") and I'm not. It did better explain my brother-in-law's "women's work" comments though.


I've been trying to find a sleeper sofa small enough to fit in the second bedroom and am having a hard time locating one. Mr. SLS says get a futon but I hate futons. I've never seen one that wasn't rickety as hell. They sit too low to the ground and I like arms on my sofas. I don't want a day bed either.


I haven't gotten my new laptop yet and the desktop is done-zo so we've been sharing his laptop, which is gonna make me wrap my hands around his neck and squeeze. Hard.


My daddy keeps sending me crazy emails with messages like this: "My blood pressure is high. Have a great day!" "I'm going to the hospital for a procedure. Love you daughter!"


The floodgates opened on day 18. No more Xs marking the spot. 

Thursday, November 27, 2008


I'm trying out the mobile blogging feature.
-- Pecked with one finger on my iPod, sosumi.

Wednesday, November 26, 2008


Dear Happy Ass Co-irker:

I am not a "good morning" person. Yet everyday you say "good morning" and then look hurt when I don't respond or when I grumble at you rather than picking up on the very obvious cue telling you that I am not a "good morning" person.

I shouldn't have to BECOME a "good morning" person to spare your feelings. What would be better is if you accept me for who I am and stop saying "good morning" to me in the hopes that one day I will respond. Stop doing the same thing expecting different results.

In closing, you leave me alone and then we're both happy.


Tuesday, November 25, 2008

still iPod blogging

Because I have to peck this out on this damn iPod Touch I can't say much but aaarrrrrrgggggghhhhhhh!!!!

Monday, November 24, 2008

blogging from my ipod touch

Every computer in our house has turned against us. I am forced to peck out posts on my iPod.

Sunday, November 23, 2008

Back to the teaching thing...

Last week Mr. SLS went to a concert where one of his students from when he first started teaching back in the '90s was performing.

He was a 5th grader when Mr. SLS first started teaching and mentoring him. Now he's a working musician performing with a band and traveling around the world.

So to reiterate what I said in an earlier post, teachers may not reach EVERY student, but they can make a difference in the lives of SOME students.

Saturday, November 22, 2008

Reason #1287309234 why infertility sucks

When you're dealing with infertility you tend not to get excited about the little things that normally would make you excited, like a late period. In regular fertile world, a missed period is (for those hoping to expand their families) good news. You dance a jig, you call your family, you start planning a nursery.

In infertility world when you have a late period you hold off on ringing the alarm. There are so many "buts." For example, it could be your body rejiggering itself from the drugs or some residual reaction from the last treatment cycle. Or it could be nothing, maybe your period just aint comin'.

Right now I am 13 days late. But I'm forced to hold that up next to the reproductive endocrinologist's "less than a 1 percent chance to conceive naturally" diagnosis, and the two failed assisted reproductive procedures we've been through this year.

So I'll keep counting days until the floodgates open or the number gets so large and symptoms so undeniable that I have to admit we may have beaten the odds.

grabs calendar and draws 13th X on Nov. 22

Friday, November 21, 2008

Does. Not. Compute.

Earlier this month my laptop said BIG MIDDLE FINGER TO YOU and never powered up again. I guess I was asking it to do too much, what with all the computing and whatnot.

Now I have to get a new one because my back up plan is about to go away. I'm sure there's some way to fix my old laptop, but I'm thinking this may be the time for us to become a Mac-exclusive household. I think I'm ready to take the plunge. Mr. SLS does all kinds of fun music stuff with his laptop (though the desktop is on its last legs and will need to be replaced soon, too) and it's really lightweight and portable. And all the iPods are synched to his computers. It's time to make the switch.

So soon my friends, I will be typing to you from a Macbook. Right after I spend hours and hours obsessing over the purchase and using every trick I know to save every dime I can to get as much I can loaded onto the machine.

Wish me luck.

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

The sweet bird of youth

I've been meaning to write this for some time now and kept forgetting, but on election night, Mr. SLS took me to see a dress rehearsal for the opera "Carmen" at the Kennedy Center.

It was a great surprise because I had never been to an opera and once he discovered that gap in my musical experience, he made it his business to take me to one.

It was also cool because I knew the story and I understand and can read French, though my conversational skills leave much to be desired, causing my French brother-in-law and my Quebecois ex-roommate to laugh at my attempts to respond to them en francais.

To sum up, it was a wonderful experience.

But there was one teeeeny tiny thing that puzzled me throughout the performance: Denyce Graves as Carmen.

Yes, I know this is her signature role and that she's a great mezzo-soprano, but I've always envisioned Carmen as this young, sexy, sultry, carefree thing and Denyce's voice is older and heavier sounding, and did not communicate young, sexy, sultry or carefree in the slightest for me. And considering she's pushing 50 (though she looks DAMN GOOD for her age!), that's not surprising. Her body seemed matronly to me as well, as it was obvious she was wearing some sturdy foundations underneath her costumes.
(I'm not sure when this performance was filmed, but that's pretty much how she sounded a couple of weeks ago).

None of this ruined the experience for me, it just made me focus, at times, on how ill-suited she was for the role rather than on the opera.

I'd love to see Carmen again, with some ingenue playing the lead role.

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

"Yes, I Can" Be Healthier: Week 2

I hope we are all doing well with our sugar reduction challenge. Remember every day is a new one, so if you slip on Monday you can always do better on Tuesday.

Another prong of the "Yes, I Can!" Be Healthier campaign is exercise. We need to make better food choices and we have to move. To that end, I've invited TheStyleChild to do a guest blog this week to show the ladies how we can stay cute while getting our sweat on. Enjoy! And click on over to her blog when you're done.

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Work It Out in Style
It’s getting closer to that time of year where we all make a list of things we vow to do better in the New Year. And for many of us –- especially the ladies -– high up on that list is getting fit and eating healthier. But when it comes to hitting the gym, do us all a favor and leave the raggedy t-shirts and sweatpants at home!

Just as you would think twice about what you wear to work or to hang out with some friends, the same rules apply. Why? You never know who you may run into –- even at the gym.

Nobody’s saying go out and spend ridiculous amounts of cash on designer stretch pants or sweat suits, but there are plenty of affordable and stylish options to choose from.

Perfect for a session at the gym and super comfy, check out a few suggestions:

From left: Women’s Piped Track Jacket, walmart.com; Women’s Piped Track Pants, walmart.com; Long-Sleeve Tee in Navy, target.com; Fitted Boot Cut Pants, target.com

And if you have to run a couple of errands immediately afterwards, you won’t feel self-conscious about what you have on. Some of your favorite retailers such as Kohls and the ones mentioned above stock lots of cute and affordable options.

But if you still need some inspiration? Check out one of my fave Beyonce songs below. I bet she’s always ready for a photo-op at the gym. Now go ahead and WORK.IT.OUT!

**TheStyleChild is a writer and blogger with a passion for fashion, who doesn’t believe in spending lots of money to look good. Her blog Stylin’ & Profilin’ serves as the urban girl’s guide to looking chic for cheap. Check it out http://thestylechild.wordpress.com/.

Monday, November 17, 2008

Jive turkey!

My sister-in-law lost her job several months ago and has been living off unemployment (her husband is employed but he's not a native American and is not able to do the job here in the states that he is trained for back in his home country, so his earning potential is limited). It's her turn to host Thanksgiving and I wondered how she would pull it off, but she insisted the last time we all got together a couple of months ago that she wanted to and COULD host this year.

Why did she call my husband over the weekend and say she can't do Thanksgiving because she's broke?? Now my husband is all upset because this is his favorite holiday and he was really looking forward to everyone getting together because his is not a family that gathers often, even though everyone lives right here in the area. Apparently his mom, who died in 2005 before I met Mr. SLS, was the glue that held them all together.

Don't get me wrong, I understand money problems, I do, but I really wish she had taken me up on my offer last summer to host it this year. Now I can't cook because I have a project happening that week and will only be off work the one day. Also, we're committed to doing the Trot for Hunger on Thanksgiving day and during the time I could be cooking we will be doing our part to help the hungry and homeless.

My other sister-in-law has said she can do it, but she's big pregnant with a toddler, a 7-year-old and a sullen teenager to manage and coordinate, as well as her throwback to the 1950s husband who says stuff like "women's work" and always has her call me to coordinate anything he thinks falls under that category otherwise he calls his little brother because it's men's conversation and we po' lil' helpless feebleminded womenfolk shouldn't be privvy to it.

Needless to say my man is unhappy, which means I am unhappy. Mr. SLS says we should just give his sister money and let her cook as previously planned, which is fine with me, but she's not answering the phone or returning phone calls now.

Sunday, November 16, 2008

EWF: Sun Goddess

Mr. SLS is arranging this song for a group he plays with and I've been jamming for the last two hours.

More early morning activity

This time it's not even 8 a.m., but HA! I'm the one who got folks to stirrin' around here today because I made Mr. SLS get up and start sorting through the endless amount of suits he has and put aside for Goodwill or consignment those he hasn't worn since before I met him. I need closet space!

grumbling and mumbling under my breath

Saturday, November 15, 2008

Easing into exercise

So I'm up before 9 a.m. on a Saturday because I promised Mr. SLS I would go for a walk with him today and he likes to do this stuff at (what I consider) the crack o' dawn. I'm very sleepy and really grumpy, but I'm up and about to get out and do it.

grumbling and mumbling under my breath

Friday, November 14, 2008

So bad, it's good

OK, I cribbed this from averagebro.com but it was too funny not to share. YOU MUST WATCH IT ALL THE WAY TO THE END!

Time is a'wastin'

I woke up this morning and realized that in a couple of weeks I will pay another mortgage payment on a house I haven't lived in for a year. And no one else has lived there either. That's beyond crazy.

Even crazier, all my stuff is still in it as if I live there. Walk in it today and it looks like it did while I was living there...and sometimes I go over there and watch TV as if I still live in this house. I know my neighbors think I am crazy.

So this weekend is the weekend I will get up off my lazy ass and get in there and start moving stuff out, tagging stuff for sale/giveaway and calling folks to make arrangements to repair the one or two things that need fixing and engage some movers and a storage facility so I can finally put this house on the market and move all the way in with my husband.

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

This makes me sad...

UPDATE 2: Well, I showed Mr. SLS the blogger's posts and he said, "Hell no, I'd be out."

So I'll just sit my happy ain't neva taught no chirren overly idealistic SAVE THE KIDS azz down. Good night all.

UPDATE 1: I saw the earlier post I wrote about below before I saw this one and now better understand why she had to go. This just makes the whole situation worse to me, frankly. Sigh.

This teacher/blogger threw in the towel and left her D.C. public school last week.

As I've written before, Mr. SingLikeSassy is a D.C. public schools teacher. He teaches a subject -- music -- that most kids like and look forward to, but still he has to deal with behavior problems. Sometimes he comes home wiped out from the experience. So I can empathize with D.C. Teacher Chic. But I wish she could have found some way to stay in her classroom.

Recently Mr. SingLikeSassy was showing me his high school yearbook and in the future endeavors listed it said he wanted to play with a national symphony orchestra and be a teacher. Teachers -- and music -- saved my husband's life. It's his story, so I won't tell it, but maybe one day I'll have him guest blog about it. But just know that three of his teachers came to our approx. 50 guest wedding last year. That's how important they were to him and how much he meant to them.

For all the kids teachers think they aren't reaching, there's the one or two that you are making an impact on. Dealing with the BS is worth it for those kids. It is. Even on the dog days when my husband comes home just over it -- like the time he was alone on cafeteria duty and all the students decided a food fight would be fun -- he never considers quitting. I actually admire that about him. He knows there may be a young Mr. SingLikeSassy in his class so he tries harder. He talks to other more seasoned teachers to get tips and best practices and he gets advice from my mother -- a 30+ year veteran of public schools who went BACK to the classroom after retiring because she felt her work wasn't done.

I'm sorry D.C. Teacher Chic wasn't able to power on through at her school and I wish her the best in whatever she does next.

But it still makes me sad.

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

What are your turkey day plans?

Thanksgiving is Mr. SingLikeSassy's favorite holiday so we don't travel. In even better news, I'm not hosting dinner this year because I did it last year, so other than the few hours I have to work on black Friday, I get a relaxing long weekend. If I'm smart and efficient, I'll use it to finish getting stuff out of my house and to plan for Christmas since I am hosting dinner for that holiday. Or maybe not cause just writing that made me feel tired. Anyways, take the poll, leave a comment, watch your sugar intake and have a great day!

Monday, November 10, 2008

"Yes, I Can" Be Healthier Campaign: Week 1

The first leg of my "get healthier" campaign kicked off today. I have decided to do a sugar break for the next two weeks. I'm limiting the things I eat and drink to items that have less than 10g of sugar per serving.

Just to clarify -- I do not believe sugar is bad or evil. I do, however, eat much more than is recommended and with a family full of Type II diabetes sufferers, I can stand to reduce my consumption. I'm betting you can, too.

Remember, this is about moderation not deprivation.

Finally, I invite you all to join me in this first step. I've limited it to two weeks, after which we can review and assess where we are and make needed adjustments. But I think this is a good place to start in our quest to adopt and maintain healthier lifestyles.
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Sunday, November 9, 2008

There's a mouse in my house!

Sniffles is in my house and he just peeked out at me from underneath the stove scaring the beejeebus out of me and also running me out of the kitchen forever. Mr. SingLikeSassy has me researching humane ways to get rid of mice right now. I don't want him to kill the mouse cause I've owned too many hamsters, gerbils and guinea pigs in the past.

But humane or not, Sniffles has to go. We cannot coexist here. Any suggestions or ideas?

This city living is about to be too much for me today. Got my nerves bad.

Confessions of a crazy paper chaser

I just spent a good two hours designing, redesigning, tweaking fonts, changing colors, tightening language and calling Mr. SingLikeSassy in every 5 minutes to approve my work only to overrule his decision and start designing, tweaking, changing and tightening again.

Care to guess what I was making? Our annual holiday cards. But I must say I appreciate how Mr. SinglikeSassy just leans into the crazy rather than fighting it. I wonder if they taught him that in the military?

Campaign update!

As you know, I launched a campaign to lose weight the other day. Well, after closed door talks with my campaign manager (a.k.a. Mr. SingLikeSassy), I've decided to modify the campaign a bit in order to make it appeal to a broader group of supporters.

Instead of focusing on losing 30 pounds, I will shift the focus to adopting and maintaining a healthier lifestyle. If in the process of becoming more active and making healthier choices I lose 30 pounds, that will be the icing on the cake.

So once again, I ask you, dear and loyal readers, to support me in my campaign to become a healthier SingLikeSassy over the next year. Anyone who would like to join me on the campaign trail is welcome as I accept all comers.

Now let's all shut down our computers and go outside and take a walk in the fresh air so we can stop being funky but chunky and instead become fit and fabulous!

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Saturday, November 8, 2008

Beyonce to play Wonder Woman?

Good god no. Somebody please stop this before it goes too far and this superhero character is ruined forever. Read the story here.

A day late and a dollar short

Months and months ago my mother decided Obama was her candidate and she started volunteering for his campaign. She also asked me to try and get inauguration tickets for her and my grandmother. I told her that she needed to contact her own member of Congress, but that I would reach out to the one or two contacts I have on Capitol Hill and see what I could do. Thankfully my Hill contacts are part of the Illinois delegation and turned me on to some good information.

Anyway, she started making arrangements back then because she was confident her candidate would win the election. So for months now she's been on inauguration ticket lists, she's had tickets to an inauguration ball, she's had transportation to D.C. arranged and paid for, and she got her friends on the bandwagon so they are set, too. Other than waiting to find out if they will get inauguration tickets, they are good to go and have been since July. She did all this even though I warned her there was a chance Obama might not win, to which she said "yes he will win" (LOL!) but the experience was worth it even if he didn't win.

Her advance planning helped Mr. SingLikeSassy understand me a little better. I hate waiting until the last minute to do anything and he's very much a one day at a time person. So that's how we divvy up. He takes care of the immediate, I focus on the longterm.

But it's amazing to me all of the people who have called me over the last couple of days asking if they can stay in my house and can I help them get inauguration tickets. Um, the inauguration was always going to happen whether or not Obama won and NOW you're thinking about it, when the whole rest of the world is thinking about it? Some members of Congress aren't even taking inauguration ticket requests any more and it's not even a week after the election. At the very least people should have gotten on those lists early.

And staying in my house? Why any of these people who KNOW me and my mama would even think there was room left in my house is beyond me. So I hope they get here and find a bed and are able to attend the inauguration, but let this be a lesson people: advance planning is your friend!

Thursday, November 6, 2008

YES, I CAN!...lose weight

I was listening to the radio this morning and heard Dr. Ian Smith talking about the 50 million pound challenge. I've heard him discuss the challenge before, but this morning he said something that reallllly stuck with me: Obama is a prime example of how hard work and determination can net results and we should apply that example to trying to lose weight and become healthier.

I am overweight and have been overweight for most of my life. Not most of my adult life, most of my LIFE. I've been on diets, joined gyms, joined YMCAs, joined YWCAs, joined walking groups, taken jazzercise, taken step aerobics, taken water aerobics, joined bootcamps and joined Weight Watchers at least 10 times. Suffice it to say, I've done a lot of stuff in my effort to be smaller, except take drugs, submit to surgery or eat/order prepackaged food because I'm scared of those and because I've always felt those routes were, FOR ME, a cop out. I can eat less and exercise more, so I should.

But lately I've felt defeated over this weight thing. I never stick with any of the gyms, Ys or bootcamps. And though I've lost successfully with Weight Watchers, it's never become the lifestyle change they recommend and encourage. I like food, it tastes good and, for me, it's a soother, a friend.

That's why Dr. Ian's comment this morning made me pause. Because he's right. Obama did what some said was impossible, he got millions of people to register to vote -- some for the first time ever -- and choose him as their president.

I have control over this situation not vice versa. And I should eat less and exercise more cause I'm getting older and I want to live a long and healthy life with my husband. He's worth it, I am worth it and our marriage is worth it.

So, dear readers, I ask for your support in my campaign to lose 30 pounds over the next year.

Change? Yes, I can.

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

Shirley Chisholm kicked the door open...

Since we're celebrating "firsts" for black folk, today is the 40th anniversary of Shirley Chisholm's historic congressional win.

Chisholm was the first black woman to hold a seat in Congress and, since she was a bad azz chick, she went on 'head and launched a campaign for president in 1972.

Now, she didn't win, but she believed she could run, she believed she could be president of the United States, so she campaigned for the gig. Same with Obama. There were naysayers who told him it was too soon, the time wasn't right and he wasn't seasoned or experienced enough, but he trusted his instincts (and advisers) and stepped out on faith. And that's what's up, cause my daddy told me 90 percent of succeeding is BELIEVING.

So let Shirley, Obama and all the other trailblazers be a lesson to all the young people out there who "can't":

Yes, you can!

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

Looks like we have a new POTUS

Scenes from our polling place

We got there about 6:15 a.m. and a line had already formed.

In the next 30 minutes the line grew. I liked that a gentleman in line took it upon himself to find a seat for this elderly gentleman with a cane.

Doors opened promptly at 7 a.m. though once we got inside they were still getting things ready.

Mr. SingLikeSassy (he's a leftie) votes using a paper ballot because the computer wasn't working.

I followed his example.

Mr. SingLikeSassy watches the machine suck in his paper ballot.

People, this was really fun. The other voters in line took photos of us and let me take photos of them and everyone was friendly and chatty. I'm excited and I hope you are, too. Please, PLEASE go to the polls today and vote.

Why I vote and why you should, too

As I've said before, my parents grew up down South during the Jim Crow era. Our family was active in the civil rights movement and in the late 1950s one relative lost their job, had their house burned down, received death threats and had to take their family and flee their home state where they were unable to return for the rest of their life. I was taught from a very young age that voting is not something to take lightly.

In 1976 my father took me with him to our polling place. I went into the booth with him and he held me up and showed me what levers to pull. I remember sounding out the name "C-a-r-t-e-r" (sidebar: I started reading at age 3 and was so advanced by the time I got to school, I was able to skip a grade, so I was in the second grade when my dad took me into this booth) and feeling so proud of myself.

My mother has regularly volunteered for local politicians, but this year she kicked it up a notch and volunteered for the Obama campaign. First she was registering people to vote and lately she's been driving little old ladies -- including my 87-year-old Grandma -- to the polls for early voting.

My husband has financially supported his candidate and for weeks we have planned to get up at dark o'clock on Election Day to go line up in the cold so we can vote together for the first time. We're headed out now and I'm taking the camera and will post some photos later.

You can do what you like today, it's your choice, obviously. But I'm hoping you've registered to vote and that you'll join me, Mr. SingLikeSassy and millions of other people at the polls and let your voice be heard.

Monday, November 3, 2008

Why I loved Julia Sugarbaker

Other people wanted to be Wonder Woman. OK, I wanted to be Wonder Woman, too, cause she had a cute outfit, a golden lasso and an invisible plane(!) but I also wanted to be Julia Sugarbaker and here's why:

I kinda wanted to be Suzanne Sugarbaker, too, but that's a post for another day.

Sunday, November 2, 2008

Not trying to hear it!

I worked all day on a project that has a deadline of Tues., Nov. 4. I finished it today because I didn't want to take the chance that tomorrow something will come up, like news or something else inconvenient, and I would have to put it aside.

Back when Mr. SingLikeSassy was in grad school I spent many a Sunday proofreading and editing his papers. I had to be the taskmaster, too, as he is easily distracted and would stop suddenly to practice his instrument.

So I woke up this morning determined to get my project done and I assigned him a piece of the project. He started in earnest, I'll give him that, but about an hour in he was asking if he could be done.

NO! BACK TO WORK SLAVE! :::cracks whip:::

Anyways, after a bit of, um, convincing, he got his part done, I wrapped it up and I feel relieved. I can start the week off on a good note. Whew.

No, no, no, a thousand times no Idris!

Now y'all know I loves me some Idris Elba. But he is some all kinds of wrong in this photo right here, just wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong. Wrong, dammit! And Halloween is not an excuse.

More Election 2008

Saturday, November 1, 2008

Monique Fields: "Waking Simone"

Another essay from my friend on theroot.com.

If elected, Obama would be the first African American, and more specifically, the first biracial president of the United States. He would be an instant role model for children of color everywhere. I'm inclined to wake Simone.

Election 2008