Ruffled Feathers

Hey y’all! My last couple posts have been kinda heavy. Apologies. Looming birthdays bring out self reflection. But let’s have some fun today. Shall we? We shall!

Do y’all remember learning in elementary school about how the prettier, more colorful birds were actually the male birds? And that they had bright plumage to get the ladies’ attention? Ahhhh… isn’t it exactly the same in the human world?

Of course as you get older you have to figure out which of the flashy pretty ones, might be gay. But once you jump that hurdle, you are then left with the flashy ones who are parading around like peacocks, thinking that their shiny, pretty things should be enough to get the girl.

You’ve seen these birds. In the club. At the happy hour. At the cookout. At that bourgie function your homegirl dragged you to. Oh wait is that just me being dragged? There he is, all puffed up, feathers just a glistening. Shiny. Colorful. Bold enough to wear pink. No homo. Or thinkin' he's Andre 3000 with an ascot on. It’s more than just having on the nicest suit or a well put together outfit that makes your head turn.

No, his kind is easily recognizable. A wee bit too flashy. Wearing that [enter really nice watch here] and waving it in your face. Or driving that luxury car. Having those spinning rims and then hollering at you out the car window. Name dropping all over the place. You ask what school he went to and his reply is, "a school in Boston." And like Minty said yesterday you wanna choke him and be like, "just say Harvard!"* It is in the presentation, no?

I remember long ago (ok maybe like 4 or 5 years ago) Dark and Stormy and I were at le bar. So, these two guys approach. And it turns out they’re married. Argggg! Then get away, please! But no, they held us hostage. So, this one guy not so casually drops into the conversation that he has a boat. Blink. Ok ma, and? His response, “I can tell you went to [insert everyone’s favorite bougie HBCU here] – I coulda told you I had a spaceship in my backyard and you woulda been callin’ it a rocket. Umm…ok? I mean you said you had a boat, not a yacht. And you're married. Sooo...... He then proceeded to tell me about how he and his wife love to take the boat on the water. The boat. The boat. The boat. I distinctly remember re-capping the experience via email to Amaretto. And I was like, he was all, “our friends don’t wanna hang out with us anymore like they’re jealous.” Amaretto’s response? Or maybe it’s because you keep.talking.about.the boat.

Word.

As one wades through this dating pool – there are some lessons you gotta learn. Some signs you gotta see from miles away. With your eyes closed. Some things you gotta recognize. Like – there’s a difference between confident and cocky. No Kanye. That it’s one thing to have a Mercedes Benz whatever series because you admire the German craftsmanship, it’s another to think I should drop my draws because of it. It’s one thing to acquire items. It’s another to covet them. It's one thing to have personal goals/dreams/aspirations. It's another to lack complete humility along the way.

Yes, you can look nice, enjoy fine wines, take awesome vactions, and have art on the walls - but what else are you bringing to the table? Who are you without the Ivy League degrees? The six figure job? The house? The other possessions? Or shooot we can take it down a peg to just a degree from that State school, a 9-5, and an apartment? Cause some of these nigs are thinking us ladies owe em something cause they're here. I blame Steve Harvey n'em. But back to the point, once we get past those pretty feathers, as my mama would say, "what else you got?" And don't show me your Basquiat.

That’s my time y’all! Happy Rum Punch Friday!

*My ignorant self was like, you should respond, "Soooo, Northeastern?" BWAAAH!

I been rockin' this song alll week! Words and concepts I can understand! Lol.

Misappropriation of Funds

So last week I watched the season finale episode of Tiny and Toya. In these episode Tiny throws a benefit concert for Alzheimer's disease research. While I haven't really watched the show I was digging the benefit concert and the moment when Tiny's dad got up and sung for the crowd. It was great when Tiny and T.I. promoted their foundation and presented the Alzheimer's research people a check for $10,000! Everyone say aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaw!

But then T.I.-in typical MTV Sweet 16-fashion announces that he would like Tameka to follow him outside because he had something for her. Huh? For her? I thought this about the disease. And lo and behold that's when he gave her that beautiful 2010 Porsche so many people were talking about. Huh? The whole presentation left a funky taste in my mouth. How can you give a charity that is allegedly near and dear to your heart $10,000 and then moments later give your "wife" girlfriend, baby's momma a $100,000 car? It was totally inappropriate! And a shame, along with several other aspects of their relationship-but that's a post for another day...

And since I love sharing my joy, please watch the episode. The Busta Rhymes cameo made me laugh-only because in real life I don't think he speaks likes that...and I had just watched him in Higher Learning and his character's name was Dreads!

BET Videos

Do you think I'm being to hard on T.I.? Maybe BET (aka MTV in black face) made him do it!

See You In Seven

Possum Living in the City?!?

On impromptu vacation days, I always find myself researching topics of interest. Mainly, how to better transform my life style to one that I truly enjoy. While reading stories about people quit their jobs, I stumbled across these videos about Dolly Freed.

“Why is it that people assume one must be a hippie, or live in some dreary
wilderness, or be a folksy, hard-working, back-to-nature soybean-and-yogurt
freak in order to largely bypass the money economy? My father and I have a house
on a half-acre lot 40 miles north of Philadelphia, Pa. (hardly a pioneer
homestead), maintain a middle-class façade, and live well without a job or
regular income—and without working hard, either.” Dolly Freed.

Following her success as an author, Dolly Freed grew up to become a NASA
aerospace engineer. She aced the SATs with an education she received from the
public library and put herself through college. She’s been an environmental
educator, business owner, and college professor. She now lives in Texas with her
husband and two children.

Amaretto you have to watch and read about this chick... I question whether I can apply any of her practices to my own life. So far living without cable is working out just fine. I am never going to get rid of the internet... hmmm. I am not really a farmer but I could see myself fishing... I think. Who knows?!? (chuckle) The point is I would love to have freedoms that she does with a little luxury sacrifice... just how much sacrifice am I willing to make?








Much luv until next week... peace :)
P.S. I don't miss cable at all...