Friday, September 23, 2011

Freestyle Friday: Farewell Summer Edition

Ya'll know the routine: I ramble, you read. Everybody wins!

* I finally got baptized this week. I managed to make it 29 years without ever doing so (no braggo). I got a little sad because I wish my mommy could have been there.

* Yeah, tis the first day of a fall. However, in Houston that really doesn't make a difference. I do enjoy fall though especially the Polo collection.

* I was glad to see folk come together about Troy Davis. I didn't like all the "aboveitall" type smarty art ninjas who felt the need to belittle everyone who showed concern. Just because a person isn't on the twitter picket line everyday doesn't mean they're unaware. And even if you were unaware before, the fact that you chose to be aware says a lot.

* I'm a little nervous about the decision I made to become my little sister's legal guardian. The good news is she's a teenager, so I don't have to worry about daycare and the like. The bad news is that she's a teenager, so I do have to worry about boys, drugs, and the like. I'm confident I can do this, I have to do this.

* I believe I finally have the correct second in command. This chick is a hard worker and you can tell she's hungry. She almost makes me feel as if I'm not working hard enough. Still praying and believing that we get this up and running...quickly.

* No low self-esteemo but I'm amazed sometimes at the confidence certain people have in me. Listening to them talk about me to others, I would think I'm the next Peter Lynch or Warren Buffett. I'll claim that.

* I'm a bit uneasy about being intrigued. I'll leave it at that for now.

Happy first day of fall. Peace.

Monday, September 12, 2011

The Parker Brothers Weren't Bout That Life

I know the game. I've played the game. I've been played by the game. I've successfully gamed the game a few times in life. I've schooled people to the game. I've been schooled by the game.

The game stays gaming. The game is zero sum...for every winner someone must lose. Even still, for every one person who walks away from the game, there's 10 more running to the table. The game doesn't care about your feelings. The game doesn't care about your past, not concerned about your present. All the game requires is your presence. As long as you engage, the game pretends to be your friend.

The game doesn't amaze me. Nor does it fascinate or captivate me. Not much I haven't seen from the game because there's nothing new under the sun. The game has tried to reinvent itself. However, if you really know the game, you can see behind the mask.

Like I said, I've been hipped to game. I know some Rhodes Scholars of the game. That was in my younger days. Am I tight that I got gamed? Not at all. Experience is the best teacher. I studied the game, not to avoid it, but to game someone else. Pay it forward right?

The game and I had some good times. I taught the game how to disguise itself. When I met the game, it was rough and unpolished. Don't get me wrong, it was very potent, but it didn't know how to talk to people. It didn't know how to put on that smile and get to sit on the white couch in the sitting room (ya'll Southerners know what I'm talking about). I showed the game how to have a business mind. I upgraded the game.

Sounds like you and the game had a nice arrangement. We did. I got older and wiser and decided the game wasn't for me anymore. I dapped the game up and it understood that where I wanted to be, it couldn't go. I was proud of the game for understanding that our arrangement was purely business. I was even prouder of myself that I could walk away from it. Now, I'm supercool, living a life free of the game and all of its trappings.

Don't get it twisted though, I still know the game well. Frill. Peace.

Friday, September 9, 2011

Freestyle Friday Pt. 4781636

Appears that the blogosphere has been pretty active, so I reckon I'll churn out one as well. You know how this works. I say what's on my dome and ya'll leave the money in the hat by the door.

* Insanity workouts are NO JOKE!! This stuff is kicking my arse, but I think I like it. Masochist much? The exercises aren't over difficult, but it's hella intense.

* If this new team member doesn't work out, I'm going dolo. Putting a staff together was supposed to speed things up, not bring them to a grinding halt.

* I'm enjoying living with the fam and I'm hella grateful for a roof over my head. However, I'm not built for this suburb living. I like being around the action and close to my homies. Even when I get married, I still want to live in the city.

* I need some new sneakers. I need some new t-shirts from Karmaloop. I need some new Polos. Okay, I'll just say I need to go shopping.

* I want to dj a gig. It's been a minute since I gigged and I'm getting the itch.

* I'm so stoked about football season. Really hoping the Razorbacks take a big step forward this year. If the Titans don't win the division, they're more hopeless than I thought.

* I'm intrigued. I'll leave it at that for now.

Until next time.....peace!

Wednesday, August 31, 2011

MJ Got Six 'Ships, Surely This Isn't Too Much

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I've been told that I am extremely picky when it comes to the ladies. I agree 100%. Not so much picky about looks, but I hold myself to a high standard and I expect the same from a mate. If you aren't on that level or have no desire to be there, kick rocks and KIM. While I've been able to whittle away things that aren't totally necessary (tall as or taller than me, Knicks fan, knows what happened to Judy of Family Matters), some things will not be compromised. I decided to list only 6 this go round, only non looks related stuff. Note: the standard laundry list is implied (e.g. honest, no criminal record, mentally stable, etc)

1. Belief in God - I can't clap to you being on that atheist kick. I may can roll with Allah or Buddha, but I'd rather you be down with the GOD. On the flip side, I don't do holy rollers either. If you're so heavenly that you're no earthly good, keep moving. I strive each day to be better than before, but still I fall short of the glory.

2. College educated - I tried to whittle that one away, but I can't. It's very important to me. I'm not saying having a degree makes you smarter, but it does show you can commit to a goal. The degree must be from an accredited school. Your PhD from Rootie Poo Tech does nothing for me.

3. Knowledge of self - I can't deal with someone who is all over the place. I want someone who is secure in their values and in themselves. If you don't know who you are from one day to the next, it won't work. You gotta be comfortable in your own skin.

4. Financially smart - Not saying you have to have 6 figures in the bank (yet), but you have to be able to successfully manage what you do have. If your credit score is low, work on it. If your credit score is high, maintain it. If you don't know what it is or don't care, get away. I can't deal with Gucci purses with no money and maxed out credit cards in them. Know about investments or be willing to let me teach you.

5. Well Rounded/Cultured - Don't get me wrong, I still like listening to Project Pat and eating wings at dive bars. However, if you don't know a fish fork from a pitch fork, we have a problem. If you think the symphony is boring, we have a problem. If you pronounce ballet (as ball-let), we have a problem. If the only time you've seen a museum is on tv, we have a problem.

6. Able to show me things - Yeah, I know that I'm a genius, but there are some things I don't know. I'm always willing to learn something new. It can be as simple as a new song or as complex as a nuclear fission techniques. Challenge my limits (not my patience).

These six things are not the definitive list, but it's a good intro. I don't think I'm asking for too much. Peace.

Tuesday, August 16, 2011

What's Been Up With Our Fearless Hero?

Over the past few months, my blogging has been anything but consistent. Not to say that nothing has been going on, if anything way too much (in a good way). Anywho, I figured I'll just ramble for a spell and call it an entry.

* I find myself really intrigued by a certain chick's boobies. I think they're pretty awesome. I should ask her can I see them. Save myself some time. Or am just intrigued by the thought of them? *shrug*

* If you're starting your own business and don't have the money for salary right now, hit up Craigslist. I was extremely blessed to find 3 great individuals to come on board on a part/spare time basis until I can get them on salary.

* I think I've finally come to the realization that I am to work on my company full time. Not to say I won't go on interviews when I'm called, but God wouldn't allow me to take a job away from someone who desperately needed and/or wanted it. I'd just be working there for less than 9 months.

* I'm learning to stop cutting my blessings off at the knees. Meaning, I'm learning to ask God for major major things. Go hard or go home.

* Moving back with my fam hasn't been the traumatic experience I thought it would be. Granted I'm the type who prefers living alone, it's been kinda cool to have people around sometimes.

* I haven't been on a date in over 3 months. I haven't been on a dope date in years. Not to say the ones in between have been wack, they just never led to anything. Even with my schedule getting more hectic by the day, I still could fit a cool young lady into my schedule.

* I really hope they kill Tara off on True Blood. Her character gets progressively annoying. Perhaps it's the "woe is a black woman" storylines they give her.

* Whilst it is comparing apples to oranges, Twitter is 100x better than Facebook. I've met so many new and cool folk on there. Tis also a great networking tool. Facebook has just become a lot of whoring for likes and comments.

* A certain chick from my past has really been on my mind. I really liked her a lot but the timing just never was right between us. I'm not a big fan of memory lane visits, so I'll stay in my corner and she'll stay in hers.

I reckon that's enough for now. I hope to be able to blog more often, but we shall see. Peace.


Wednesday, August 3, 2011

True Life: I'll Play Your Game Anytime

I've always gone for uber feminine chicks who may own one pair of sneakers. None of them play sports, heck none of them really like sports. That's just always been my thing. Recently, there has been a shift in what kind of woman I'm attracted to. More and more I catch myself really being into athletic women. They're not overly masculine but they sometimes have that edge about themselves. I find that tres sexy nowadays. Don't get it twisted, I don't want to date a chick who looks and acts like Albert Haynesworth.

Anywho, here is my list of current athletes that I find myself a bit attracted to. I decided to post pics of them in their uniforms, not all glammed up.



1. Cappie Pondexter - Cute, stylish, straight up beast on the court. CP23 is the total package for me. I love watching her interviews and reading her tweets. I haven't hooped in years, but I'd play her (and win) for her heart, her draws, a date, you name it.

2. Hope Solo - Those eyes do it for me. I love watching her work the net, with moves like that....I can only imagine.


3. Candice Dupree - One of the unsung cuties of the WNBA. The few Phoenix games I've caught this year, I've noticed how chill and laid back she seems on the court. I likey.

4. Natasha Kai - I've never been a big fan of chicks with hella tats. I'm willing to make an exception for this one though.5. Leilani Mitchell - She's about the only one out of the bunch that I could tower over (listed at 5'5" which means she's probably 5'3). She could still post me up. I welcome it.

All these chicks I wouldn't mind playing them one on one. So ladies, if you're reading this blog post.....get at me. Peace.

Thursday, July 7, 2011

Exiting the Comfort Zone....Buckle Up

All throughout life, we are instructed to go to university and get a "good job". First off, what defines a good job? 50k? 75k? 100k? What happens when the good job turns out to be bad for you? Where's the section in the handbook that discusses what to do when 9 to 5 is draining the life out of you?

A couple months ago, I left my job. Out of the 3 years I was there, I was only somewhat content for 2 or 3 months....tops. It's funny how God has to force our hands sometimes. He used my boss to ride me like Seabiscuit until had no choice but to leave. He knew otherwise, I would have stayed and lost even more years of my life.

Starting my own company has been fun, exciting, scary, but never frustrating. There are days where I wonder how to make my pitches better, ponder how to get in touch with investors, and debate on whether or not to get an intern. Not once have I thought "you're crazy" or "this will never work". I keep trudging on because no matter how slowly this is going, I'm a lot closer to wealth than I would have ever been at my last gig.

Is it all about wealth? No and yes. Mark 8:36 says what good is for a man to gain the world yet forfeit his soul. However, Ecclesiastes 10:19 tells me that money answers all things. I want to leave wealth behind for my nieces, nephews, little sister, and kids if I ever have any. I want them to pursue any opportunity they like without having to worry about how they are going to pay for it. They are why I work like I do.

Charities need volunteers but they also need money. I want to be able to write checks for causes that are near and dear to me. I want to build schools in my home state. I want to help as many people as I can. I know a $250k goes a lot further than 2 hours baking bread.

Not everyone wants to be their own boss. Some of us don't want the responsibilities that entrepreneurship entails. However, investigate other streams of income. Don't let your 9 - 5 be your only stream. There is no such thing as job security in this day and age. I know there's something you're passionate about. Pursue it...hard. Don't let a job such the life and creativity out of you. Peace.