I Know What Mine Is..

WHATS YOUR FAVORITE DRINK?
That and a Jack n' Coke... ahhh..
Whats the elixir that opens back up them pores lol?
Are you a mixer?
A straight chaser?
Are you allergic to dark liquor?
Cant stand the taste of white liquor? (smdh)


I been drinkin on my potion for a lil while tonite..
It got me in the zone to read a good part of my book..
I've been missing alot of my old blog traffic but
I guess that comes with the times..
Hope all's monday came witout haste.
Mine is going in a light blur.
Be blessed freinds, just checkin in.

(oh shouts to Snoop and all the Jews that are cool- they always have the great weed, like that seven syllable shit.. the third girl I ever slept with was Jewish, she was fine too..)

Damn Tickets...

I got a mothafuckin ticket. Aint that a bitch! Speeding ticket at that! Man happened last week but shit its starting to get on my damn nerves right about now. I been driving bout ten years now and I’ve never got a traffic citation in my damn life. Now I HAVE been pulled over for no insurance and back in the gap( way, way back) for driving without a license; but never for running lights, speeding, and shit like that. I think of myself as a pretty good driver. I drive fast but not a speed demon. Im not over aggressive on the road nor do I drive Ms Daisy. I give people their space- a lot of mothafuckas cant seem to learn that one then be mad they smashed in to somebody tail end and shit- get ova yaself! But you know, ‘It had to be me’.. That’s what I thought. Now I just got finished paying off some tickets that turned into warrants for driving without insurance from some time back when. JUST GOT FINISHED.
Now Im a midst several commitments that got my money tied up plus some other pertinent responsibilities.. Because I had two tickets that went into warrants I got that damn SR-22 shit slapped on my license. Didn’t pay that off yet. (so if you putting it together Im driving with a suspended liscence- yea I kno) . Now I’m heading into work, right after rush hour right.. Im on the new toll road on the outskirts of town. You can do 70 on that hoe and because its privately owned local police aren’t allowed to speed trap and do general pull overs; Only State Troopers & Sheriffs for obscene driving… Following? Ok.. Now the toll turn into the white people highway (rich side of town-very nice cars, cops are no where).. Im not half a mile from where the toll road ends; not half a damn mile now(granted I was doing 80 and I honestly wasn’t paying attention to my speed). Now my exit is right after toll road turns into the highway and I have to get over from the left side to the right. So Im checking my mirrors and in my rear view (to my surprise) I see a sheriff’s car. Its cool, insurance on the whip, tags and everything cool – so what im driving with a suspended license – been doing it for a good while now. Instinctively, I first look at my speed- shit im doing 80. No worries; I let up off the gas. Im now wondering how long this bastard was behind me. Then I realized that I kinda cruised pass this brown car that I saw out the corner of my eye (Sherriff brown im now assuming- like who drives brown cars, Matlock and Columbo is dead, I think).
Ok, so im now signaling right crossing 2 lanes (4 lane hwy) to exit. This nigga is following me.. I got the “aint this some bullshit lips on my face” right about now- swag still wavy. Mind you im only three blocks away from where I need to be. I hit da left, this nigga hit the left. I get through the light- this nigga must be on my dick cuzz now he poppin cherries. Im pulled over at da Wendys. Aint this a bitch. Im thinking I’m bout to go to jail- ‘awww snap!’(like the asian dude in the 3conomy commercials). Shit I never been pulled over for no infraction plus I go this SR-22 shit(making my license suspended) – I didn’t know how it works.. But check tha bullshit- I stop, take a breath, park , then I look back to see who im dealing with -the damn CONSTABLE (yea that mothafucka!) of allllllll niggas is one to pull me over. I was through. Aint this nigga supposed to serve warrants and shit?! ‘Da fuck he doing pulling me over? Does he have to go this far above and beyond his call of duty to pull my ass over? You know I had to laugh…. Anywayz bout 40 mins, another sheriff- that one on dickhead finger-on-tha-trigger patrol (more likely finger in his but patrol) -and 3 citations later- plus the black paparazzi( yea they come out for star studded criminals and petty crime shit), these niggas make me late and let me on my merry way.
Im not downing cops, because I a hell of a lot of of them get the raw deal cause of some. Personally, as a black man, here in Austin and all everywhere else, my run ins with the law have been a smooth as they can be. A lot of us need to learn to respect their jobs and there roles in the community. One cop do you wrong, don’t treat the next one like shit and not expect to get hemmed up- even sometimes when your right. Don’t kiss ass but be respectful and know that them mothafuckas is likely scared of you. Fix ya damn face, especially if you aint do nothing wrong.. A lot of the ladies say they aint got no probs with them because most practice this with run ins with the law and its professional and cordial, for the most part. Emotions run high when cops are called because of what is going on in most cases… But in this particular case Constable sir… YOU GOT ME FUCKED UP… (and that’s just one of the things that grinds my gears.) -Q

Lets Get Random

Man , damn Vernon Forest got shot up.. This is a bad season for nigga trying to hold on to his life. Im trying to tell yall - this shit is scary these days. Steve McNair, MJ. Vern was a good dude man. He was actually going hard for HIS community in need- we dont got too many examples that came back home to make a difference.. Look at Harlem. so sad.

I been getting my school shit together. Excited- just to be learning, engaging my brain. Ever wake up and just feel dumb. I hate those days.. But whats messed up is im thirsty for knowledge all the time, I still pick up Encyclopedias and read up on history and science and stuff.. All I ever watch on tv is like cspan and discovery and all that shit.

Have yall seen this thing called the 'Fleshlight'? smh.


I think I get it now, why most black men( nobody's and notables) got that "Im gonna get you sucka look on they face when they get hemmed up by the cops.. Playa's aint tryin to get caught up like this. Skip look like he got straight hemmed up- feel sorry for the brotha.


Im sitting here debating on whether I hate the heat more than I dread going back to the cold in NYC. That shit gets Brick-ass out there. Yall know.. some of yall . Cold as shit! I mean I miss my Timbs and the NorthFace look (thats so classic to me) but I aint used to hitting the streets with the windchill on Flinstone Push Pops. fuck that. BUT THIS HEAT!!!! AHHH shiid.. Man I aint never got used to just walking out my house( for 9 months mind u) and just moistening up if i breath to hard.. It be bad specially them days you trying to go somewhere andsoon as you step out the whip down there feel like you had some hot nasty sex ... Pits look like an anxious dog done sat on your shirt; and ya forehead look like Johnny Gill's singin 'My My My' or after some bodywork wit Eddie. If you aint know theres a reason why niggas fight so much in the south. I wish a mothafucka would piss me off on a 106 day, shiiiiid.

I loooove hispanic women. Weakness since elementary. I think its a NYC thing. Typically Puerto Rican and Dominican. I've never really been attracted to a Mexican girl though. I had a partna of mine try to tell me that PR's and DR's are all the same.. Man we had a fall out that day. There is a difference. Just my opinion.

I still cant believe I put the weed down.(Lost for words)... I guess im just doing somethin different. Im a functionable weed head (as many young black folk are)- its just part of the lifestyle. I work better, study better, the sex is better - just shit, you know, in general is better(for me) after getting a L in the system. I been smokin since what, 12? never misssed a beat. But I guess too much of anything gets old. I havent quit! But I havent missed it- think about though. Just been passin on the sessions, lately.. Its weird, I guess. My homey told me I was trying to bring down my tolerance. go figure.

I got intouch with a friend the other day. Old friend. I was glad we touched base. Sometimes we as people hurt one another with the things that we dont say; that we dont address. I mean it is what it its, but respect is resolved. At least I hope so. Somethin about me (whether its me or them), creates a gravity of some sense when I meet people.. Women. Gift and a curse.. I love people. People apparently love me. Sometimes there's a lil lovin involved lol. Im not gonna go into this one.

Are you ready for some Football!!!!? Nope? Bring Basketball back.

For the record if you haven't already been in the know.. Lebron James was dunked on by Jamal Crawford. A College boy 192 lbs soaking wet...Head on. Lebron had the tapes in a kungfu grip. Step ya MJ23 up bitch. (Oh, um, Lebron James- the King of New York 2010- but until then ur under my nuts hoe!). Knicks!!! Fuck 50.

I need a Blackberry.. or iPhone.

I dont know what else I got.. I was just wing'n this one.. left my scratch at the house...
Praise Him, at all times. God is Love.B.I.G. rest in peace. Harlem -waddap. Somebody blaze up a dutch for ya boy. Cop that Jadakiss n D-Block joints. East Coast Hip Hop will be in full effect in about 5 mins. Believe that.
100 -Q.
And im out.

Rollin Right Along...

Ayyyyo!!!waddap people. sad to be gone for a hot lil second, glad to be back. Was on vacation the other week and I kinda just seperated from everything the best that I could. Technology for one, media, my friends all that shit.. Of course some hatin ass mothafucka gotta throw they shit it in it. But hey, we been saying that same shit for years haven't we. Theres a poin in time where you have to CUT the Bullshit off and live.. Im not gonna get into that but alot of us say we do but with some things we dont know how to cut that shit right at the foot. Im adamantly trying to get with that program with ALL things so I can live life. Cuzz we all know these hatin' azz mothafuckaz gonna be the same tired niggas in life till THEY start to live. We know it so lets move on..

Anyway I had a good time I went to the beach in Galveston. Plush, to say the least about the trip... Me time. Such a plus.. Im from one of the fastest cities in the world but I think my soul got captured by some tiny country town or island villa somewhere because tranquility, quietness, stillness- it captivates me and I bask in it everytime I get the chance.. I remember as a child my mom used to read everynight and it would just be me and her, so if i wasnt romping around or had everything that had a plug blaring, it was fairly quiet.. Sometimes id get bored of being entertained and i'd just come and lay up wit my mom.Sometimes i'd read some of what she was reading.Sometimes I'd read my own shit. Sometimes id just be still and quiet. Its almost as exciting as being in the midst of something hectic.

Anywayz had alot of that. Drank alot of liquor, BBQ'd.. The Beach was the best.Second to the deck we had on the second floor of the house. Pure party spot. but when the sky started to turn orange then a hazy red, the water somewhat still, tiny ripples it captivates you and take you to a place within.. We dont get that enough amongst the masses and that was really cool. I came back rejuvenated and put some things in order. Im finally in my last phase of planning to go home. Its happening and I couldnt be more excited.. The only thing thats a drag is that my square footage is drastically going to be snatched from me. Talking bout 1000+ sq foot to 5, maybe 600 sq foot apartment (smh).. Its cringes my fingers to think about it. But other than that its NYC! Its Harlem- my home. I'll probably live in the outskirts (White Plains, Jerz City) where its a little cheaper but im right there you know. I get to eat Carribean and chinese food whenever I want. awwww. just thinking about exhaust's me - in a good way. My first year back will be rough but soooo much fun..

Im looking for a new gig, to up the ante my last months here.. I'm not going to be able to transfer to NY with what im doing here so I might as well get paid lovely for the rest of my stay. I've been looking into work back home;dropping my name to several employers just so im in the mix when I get there. Optimism is the key, if I see any set backs, I've already failed. Im also putting myself to get back in to school this semester.. I have to graduate.. Its a must for me. The way I was raised, I wont feel that I've accomplished the basics of my life if I dont complete the next level of my education. The refund check is gonna help as well. But I didnt have it before, so I dont have it once it hits my account. Dont know what im gonna take, but since I copped out to my original major, physical therapy - shouts to D'Youville College- I kindv'e been in disarray about a educational path. Im heading in the direction of international business.. It shall be done.. Narrowed down my choices of schools when I get back and all. Ive never been about lateral movement in the first place. Movement is either forwards or backwards, fuck tha bullshit. I miss alot of my old blogging folk, where you guys at.. I got another post coming behind this one real quik just wanted to drop a lil somethin cuzz people been tellin me i need to post.. -Q. Im so heavy.

Ya Boy on Vacate...

Waddap Romper Roomers.. I know I had the blog set aside for a quick lil minute. Well thing is, is that ya boy is on vacation!! Well vaction. lol Yea I went down to Galveston off the coast for some RnR. Im enjoying myself as much as i can.. And the alcohol is carrying me the rest of the way through. Im staying at a real plush beach house through a hook up and im down here for a week.. I'll try to get some pics up let yall know what im fuckin wit.. Miss yall- My up front players and the email clic who hits me behind the curtains.. Lil do u know yall are in my prayers and thoughts alot(at all times). But I put down pretty much all the communications I normally rock on a day to day basis till Saturday.. Be cool. I hit the beach today... Im warn out.. hopefully I get the speedboat hookup from some people I know out here.. Im out yall peacenluv -Q.

Yeah folk, let me know whats good.. I still got my eyes peeled just aint stretching my neck out lol

RIP
Michael Jackson
Aturo Gatti
Steve McNair
Farrah Fawcett
Joyce Destina Roberson-Grandma I Love U Always...

Oh Hell to the N.O.- DOS(Death Of Swag)

Some shit ya boy can just do without.. With that said I can already deal without ever Swagg Surfin in my life. Give me some Eric B and Rakm, some EPMD... But come on people, are you fucking kidding me... Personally it made me tired and hungry at the same time.. smfh

Big Push

This year, October 19th, 2009, I will turn 28. Many times like this, it knocks a pause of thought and reflection,when it comes to my attention. The majority of my friends are opening the door (to 30) or just tipped-toed through. To date I've been reluctant to talk about it with them. Wondering about what I might be uncomfortable to find out and/or bare bare witness to realizations that I've been working on and failed to attain.

An overwhelming flow of responsibility has been pushing at me as the years come along. Sometimes I think maybe I made 30 my own tipping point..Where cause and more importantly direction will be clear. Therefor my moves and actions towards my goals are fluid and bold. No longer are the days that (I accept being told or having the mindset) I'm a young man and I have a life ahead of me. At 27 your life should have begun to show sign of fruit of progression in life. Not necessarily results but what you've done and planned for from adolescence to young adult life. For this, is the beginning. Or at least should be. I feel that my 27( 25, 24 for that matter)yr/old's path should be charted at this time.. Maturity and benchmarks- with school, career, property, savings, investments ect.would be starting to get met without as much match as when I was 20, 21. No longer the young man am I.

'The old nigga is makin' it or needs to get his act together'. Literary thought. My mom always emphasized to me; maximize your 20's. "You dont wanna struggle when your going through the struggle. I've come to intimately realize that the(responsible: key word) 35+ person deals with stresses, responsibilities, planning and everyday encounters much more profound than a young adult. Its not quite the same and for that they earn a hell of aot of respect for that. Because its always easy to do nothing, to be irresponsible, to be not dependable, humble, not to have a foresight of your younger and elder members of your folks future's- we all know a handful of folks that when as far as up the block, to the corner store, and back- and it took they whole life to do it...And thats all they did.you know?

New York City (as a kid coming in to this world in the early 80's) I remember 30's as an age people flourishing or fighting there afflictions: trying to find a balance in career/home/financial stability, some were fighting drug addiction to actually live life once again, finding love or deciding to personally run from it, and transitioning into leaders of the clan and keepers of the elderly. We all remember what we witness, especially as young children and generally make a mold of some model we seen- 'lot of us swear we our own person but we just found somebody outside of any circle we know to be like... If we didnt, we could trash the word inspiration.

I have a wonderful gift of parents. One that has taught me how to persevere, plan, and attack goals- another has taught me the pitfalls of lack of responsibility, discretion, and what mistakes not to make to be comfortable and more so at peace at 50+(its so00 not that far away- think of how fast your years of late has past you). Life is what you live, so you have to live it, you have to take chances, you have to expose and be truthful to your weaknesses- for they will hold you back in life more than anything,you have to allow yourself to not get grown too quick. But its a big mental push- not an obstacle.. Perhaps more of what you dont know and the anxiety when you cross that threshold.. But I got my head up- already taking the old as Eddie Murphy jokes and shit better without slapping the end-of-bread- crumbs outta sombody's mouth. I still look bout 20 so thats a check.I think that means 30 @50 right. Im just gonna keep right on pushin.. Shouts to the grown folks.. -Q.

When its Monday...

And the alarm goes off.
And ya neck on chilly from the AC bumpin..
And you under them covers...
And you partied Friday, Saturday, probably Sunday night too..
And ya boo broke you off even...
Ev-er-y night...
And ya tired...
And you aint iron no clothes...
And ya bed done opened up to you like good cutty...
Got you right in that spot...
Cuzz you sleepin' the best you've slept all week ....






Dont you just feel like laying up? shit. -Q.

This Shit Just Aint Right...

When the dollar menu gets into your mind(and spirit)...smh



Ughh, and i'd like two large fries and sweet tea wit that.
Oh and uh, throw a triple bye pass in there wit sum napkins please. Oh why thank ya, bless your heart. (and mine too)

Blacky -Q.
(had to share shout's to O Hell Nawl. Check them out, they on my blogroll - some of the funniest shit you aint never heard lol..

-Q. asks the people: What Yall think about Halle Now?

Um.. I'll just let hit him go for it...(check tha vid)



First off I aint know it was going down like that. Somebody shoulda told me bout some Halle. I prefer some thickness in my life, but Halle is one of those slim possibilities i might just come across. You know. Another thang.. Most people dont seem to remember (and I love you brotha for all that you do- comedy, adult music, and helping keep Oscars in black hands. But this (at one time) was one hideous mothafucka..
I give you Exhibit A: and apparently sometimes now I wonder.. Um, well Exhibit B:

You gotta watch who you in bed with some times or gettin' a likin' too. Cuzz you could have some jacked up lookin babies. But Halle go'head gurl, get ya freak on...

(Heard it was a publicity stunt though.. boo.)

But in any case what yall think about Halle/Jamie- Post Oscar Status Ayo -Q.

I Had to Hustle. My Back to the Wall, Ashy Knuckles...

Its not everyday you see this image, whether it be some actual factual shit, or even in a still.



Dont really rock with Em, but am glad to here he's off them drugs and healthy, supporting his family once again and giving hip hop heads(who feel him) a little of what he does. But the dude did team up for one my favorite rap songs of my time 'Renegade', which he featured on with Jay-Z. ( Thats my dude- unfortunately i think i might have a man-crush on him but fuck it. The nigga got my kinda swag, no homo) Anywayz I never seen them perform this song live and i got a hold of it so im gonna let it rock.. I need to put this shit on The Picklist. Check it out...




waddap wit da scrappy look Jay?

This moment in -Q. : Spirituality

Spirituality.

See thats a motherfucka in itself. And a dear friend. With those characteristics draws long relationships and ups and downs.Its not religion im talking. Spirituality.Dealing with my spirit personally and with my Higher power. I dont want to talk about church (which i regularly go); I want to talk about heavenly-mindedness as it relates to me. I think i can do without church.. But as I learn more about the Word, it says that the church was made for us to worship. That some blessings are missed by not gathering(where God is when there is at least two or three in his name- Mathew 18:20) together.However my personal walk, my lone walk with my Father, my one on one- its a long one and a trivial one at that. Being 27, bout to be 28 its a fairly young relationship. Weak, in my eyes, to my standard of what a relationship is. As many in a young relationship I deal with one sidedness alot. I seek help, love, shelter, advice, resolve, absolution.. sometimes all at once, sometimes not. But im always seeking something. I dont always give back, give in. I dont address the relationship nor allow my spirit to be filled with warmth, study or, wisdom as I fight through my daily walk on my own until... Until I cant fight on my own anymore, until I did things my way to the point I cant do, till the point im alone or shut out, until its me and my creator. My Father.

A true Father is a dear freind and dear freinds if they know you truly have a bond stick by you even when you show your ass. Alot. To their face.. Because they know you- sometimes better than you do yourself(in this case, its a little extreme lol). A true father gets to you and reaches you in ways that you will definitely understand so you get it before your trials come before you. A true father shows you love. Yea, guess thats what im saying. But just with any relationship with a child, you go through the nurturing stage where its just supervisement and care.. Then later in age there comes a time where that trust through all that nurturing as a very young child, takes your relationship to another level as you begin to understand the the things you were taught, and more so, what you were shown and walked through. Its that- the adolescence of life where you then become adult in your ways or walk your walk- that of a child. A spiritual child. Many of us in our spirituality walk my walk. And learn lessons harder than than if they walk their righteous path. Like anything else that has to grow you have to feed your spirit. The good and the bad, but to keep it healthy you need prayer and meditation, positivity in a cleansing sense not necessarily religion: song, literature, enriching others especially children and needy.Those things really change you inside. Ask someone who might engage any of those activities.. I dont do those things enough(to my standard) as I should.Some would say I do alot. But only you know your spirit.

I sometimes( glad not to be in that season now) ignore my spirituality and it takes a back seat to everything; to anything.Its funny how people think their at their best when there at their worse or better yet empty- Its like a second wind. You have to go hard or if you stop, your done.lol. Mothafucka. What I have in my spirit and the relationship with its Provider is irreplaceable and I value it more and more as I get older. The picture isn't getting bigger, im just realizing how big it is. Im really starting to see my self, my spirit. And dont get it twisted, we're like the red skittle in a big 5lb bag you know. we're only human. We make our mistakes. And whatever you believe in, we didnt get here on our own. Some entity had us in mind for this very moment. I cant think of what to put on some mornings, let alone how this very thing we blog on, the internet, could ever been created- better yet what id do without it! So check ya self, we weren't meant to be perfect.. check this we wouldnt bleed or get hurt.So mistakes, fall backs, all that shit happens. Just enrich yourself. And remind yourself, just like you pay bills and catch that booty call. The drugs crimes, ways, and vices people succumb to on a daily basis. When we enrich our spirits it starts to be harder to accept that garbage because we're feeding ourselves good shit ya dig. Im really not being religious- dont believe me pick up a Russell Simmons book or a yoga book, same shit.I always used to wonder how just some people with so much in life- no matter what it is, money& things,(or more close to home) family and love, be so miserable. Its what you feed yourself. A gossiper is full of shit, like literally you know. cause all she/he know is other people BS so thats all that flow through them- you can see em coming a mile away.True gossipers live off it, yall be seeing them thirsting for shit, cuzz they cant function or be content or happy without it. Enrich your spirit brotha. Enrich your spirit luv. This enriched me -Q.

Watching damn TMZ...

Yep. 4:58 and cant sleep. Dont know what the fuck it is but I said hey, might as well write about it. I was playing wit my homeboy earlier about Lebron beating the Magic (after losing a 23 point lead to go under by 2 points with 1 second left- then dropping a game winning 3pointer within a second) was gonna keep me up all night. Havent thought about it after all the shit talking was over but apparently im still up. No satelitse in my room so we've continued on to the nuwave oven infomercial. smh. in about 5 hours going shopping for my sunday and Memorial Day BBQ. Im doing all the cookin. Been cooking alot lately now i think about it. Gonna season the meat in the early afternoon so that flavor can maranade. I get excited thinking about food, cookin. Its a love thing I guess; my moms put love in to everything she ever served me so i take the same time and care... check the menu: BBQ chicken,BBQ ribs, Jerk chicken (-Q me top man dem, respect!), Elgin (TX) sausage, Grilled pork chops lamb chops(supathik), hot dogs and hamburgers,grilled jalepenos and yellow bell peppers, homade, macaroni and cheese, potato salad, macaroni/tuna salad, baked beans and green beans, and watermelon. Seagrams, Henny, and Bud Lime..
Now that makes me sleepy thinking bout that. Im gonna do most of the cooking Sunday, then a lil on Monday on the holiday. My Grandma's bday, Rest her soul was Tuesday the 19th and this is usually her holiday/b-day party. Some say she's not here but she's right here with me- thats why, even though im away from the fam, me and her wit the folks im wit are slammin down this weekend. People love ya kinship while they here man. you only get one and they were placed in this earth for you...And when their gone, thats it. Love is free. Give it. It has a funny way with interest. If I dont get back yall have a good holiday- strap up and try not to drink and drive(or watch TMZ). Ayo -Q.

Respect Deez O's

Gotta thank the top gyal dem Eb the Celeb for the vid. Showin' luv always has its rewards. I got blessed with the laugh of the day. This shit had me going. If you didnt catch it that was Charles Hamilton, up and coming rapper, with the jabber jaw apparently. Seems to me that his daddy mack Jet (or GQ) magazine vibe/swag lol isnt up to par. I guess its back to Eskimo tube and lube for you bro lol.. Had to share. And um er ah, for the sensitive soul.. (officially speaking)that wasnt a pun on 'respect these ho's', it was referring to the "O" face you likely put upon watchin this Bitch azz nucca get jawed in da street by one of these wags. Act like ya know me -Q.

For The Record...

Fuck Lebron James.

Cant stand him. He's a great guy and all that a role model should be for the kids. But In sports you gotta hate somebody. I was (and still am) and avid Knicks fan; so back in the gap you know I had to hate on Jordan! It was only right. I think the only guy showin' him love publicly (outside a NBA matchup) was Spike Lee. Like the Mavs of old,the Bad Boy Pistons and Gangsta Grill Reggie Miller and his Pacers, MJ was ravaging through us-especially in the playoffs..
The Knicks haven't been a contender in several years so many of us dont necessarily talk about them much because as far as competition goes their still not realistically in the conversation. Lebron-*uggh*, The King as some call him. Just wasnt the fit. On the court he is a beast. But he's an oversized 2 gaurd when you think about it and his game isnt smooth. Efficient is an understatement, but not smooth.. When his draft class came out, I he got so much attention, regarding him as the 2nd and a half (by way of Kobe) coming. There was prime quality out of that draft like Dwayne Wade and My man Melo- who stepped up like a man to Kobe the other night. The same guy who got jipped out of the prime time roll in the last Olympics after he out played all of his all-star teammates ala Bosh,James,Howard, CP3, and Kobe- who said he was the best player on the team and then later one those games' MVP honors. I know you sense it, I am a Carmel guy. Underachiever, sometimes it seems so, i just think his maturity curve is a little slighter than his peers. But the goal and the disappointment take a toll and the vision comes with time, which i think is dawning upon him. For Lebron I believe this is one of his shining moments. I am happy for him because he is attackin his goals, as black men need to sought out to do - aggressivly. But its sports and you gotta not like somebody. And it is Bias, and it is unfair, but fuck it lol. For the record, FUCK LEBRON -Hatin' Ass Q.

Oh, Lebron James in New York Knicks uniform- blood brothers. Im out!

Lifes simple pleasures- one of them

Tranquility...

Peace. Fluidity. A steady flow.. Of ease... Theres nothing fluid in my life.And there hasnt been for some time. The funny thing about that is Its a surprising kind of feeling everytime the realization comes up upon me. I think thats why life has been so stressful as late. My natural Libra balance is off. Im consistently finding ways to get that tranquility back. My creative and effective zone is found when I'm at peace. Some people work there best in crunch time. I never fold under pressure but its not my element like it is to most go-getters. Helping others find peace is my thing which is the most ironic aspect of it. When I think of it, my life is one of irony.Im usually able to fufill what some say is my calling while keeping my own affairs in order. I dont think im overwhelmed with others but amongst that and life itsself, I have lost touch with me. Consequently im lost in my own life's issues- and im so extremely dissapointed(in that). Maybe i need to switch focus. No wait, there's no maybe to it. I want my river to flow. I pray for that- a flow.. A flow of peace; a flow of productivity; a flow of release...For me, all those things bring movement but at the same time it is tranquil.. That movement, that flow is, of ease.. And for me I yearn for it and God answers all prayers. So I guess now im walking right into my blessing.

Damn.

For all of the warmest words in the world. For whether be it right or wrong. My door has been shut... It hurts, but its understandable. We take a deep one, then... damn. -Q.


we breathe again..