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Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08169940009381213051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP3r19EgndI/AAAAAAAABWg/tqD-t7clvNY/S220/bros.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>166</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3609374789204754220.post-4917205684408788954</id><published>2011-04-02T11:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T11:57:33.154-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wordpress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hip hop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Blog'/><title type='text'>New Blog!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZEds4oNwFQI/TZdRKD1O1iI/AAAAAAAACc8/X-aSa1X1MV8/s1600/MilkCarton1.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591026695672878626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 106px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZEds4oNwFQI/TZdRKD1O1iI/AAAAAAAACc8/X-aSa1X1MV8/s320/MilkCarton1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For those that have been wondering what happened to this blog and why no updates in so long. Well there are many reasons. 1.) It was hard to find good content to write about daily, every other day and sometimes even weekly. Towards the end we were just putting out anything as opposed to good well thought out content that got most of you to like the blog in the first place. No lie there are about 20 blogs in draft that were left just incomplete. Smh. 2.) Yes I blame twitter. Twitter was easier to get the random thoughts and ideas that we would normally come up with for blogs, out quickly to a mass audience. 3.) Life just got busier. After changing jobs I couldn't blog from work and was too busy to even want to try to think of blog topics to write by the time I got home. So #3 is probably better described as laziness. lol. 4.) OMG the spam is ridiculous. We would get 10xs as many spam comments in all different languages than we would real comments. One of our blog homegirls &lt;a href="http://www.ambernorose.com/"&gt;Amber&lt;/a&gt; recently left a comment asking where we were and it almost got trashed because we thought it was spam. So, we should've made this announcement a long time ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well ladies and gentelman we have a great and special announcement... A love for writing has brought us back to blogging, but with a brand new blog on a new platform (Wordpress - I know it was a hard decision to navigate from Blogger). Also, we've decided to focus on one topic, which we both know and love and can constantly write about over and over without fail. If you've followed this blog for a while or since its inception then you know we have a genuine love for Hip Hop Music and would write about it on many different posts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H_lwOE5wRKU/TZdO2Gn516I/AAAAAAAACcs/yFLZQT1BwDA/s1600/Lyric2GoColorsSized.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m5SWzRj42_E/TZdTS7VNL_I/AAAAAAAACdM/kYb2wiJLcwU/s1600/Lyric2GoColorsSized.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591029047033147378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m5SWzRj42_E/TZdTS7VNL_I/AAAAAAAACdM/kYb2wiJLcwU/s200/Lyric2GoColorsSized.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Therefore, we decided to start a hip hop blog &lt;a href="http://www.lyric2go.com/"&gt;http://www.lyric2go.com/&lt;/a&gt; that strictly focuses on Hip Hop topics and write about them in our usual witty and sometimes funny writing style that most following this blog have come to enjoy. Oh and here's a forewarning if you're looking for a gossip type Hip Hop blog talking about who banged who and the latest rapper to sleep with Kat Stacks, or any of the latest topics related to Hip Hop, then you won't find it on our new blog. We are dealing with real hip hop and its golden era and all topics related to it. So if you love or even like Hip Hop a little bit or just miss us writing and blogging, then you'll love to make our new blog &lt;a href="http://www.lyric2go.com/"&gt;http://www.lyric2go.com&lt;/a&gt; your home for Real Hip Hop topics. We've been able to consistantly post about 3xs a week over the last month and a half. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e9I8OdorEmY/TZdPFTKKGnI/AAAAAAAACc0/K2H5bSgzA5g/s1600/Lyric2Go_Alternate_Header.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Og2AH8yGlVQ/TZdSiVdq3iI/AAAAAAAACdE/89i66991Ys8/s1600/Lyric2Go_Alternate_Header.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-buto6Z2Q4mo/TZdTd7ffc7I/AAAAAAAACdU/5gkVOBFZoT0/s1600/Lyric2Go_Alternate_Header.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591029236054848434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 110px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-buto6Z2Q4mo/TZdTd7ffc7I/AAAAAAAACdU/5gkVOBFZoT0/s200/Lyric2Go_Alternate_Header.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You can also follow the new blog on Facebook: &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/lyric2go"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/lyric2go&lt;/a&gt; &amp;lt;&amp;lt;-- Go here and hit the like button. Also, you can follow the new site on twitter &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/lyric2go"&gt;@lyric2go &lt;/a&gt;and Driza Dre &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/drizadre"&gt;@drizadre&lt;/a&gt;. I know we've been out of the blogging loop here, but all the writing we're doing on the new blog may hopefully motivate us to start back writing here and come up with some new things to talk about and share with you guys. Thanks for all the love and support you've shown over the years with this blog, and we look forward to sharing more with you guys over at the new Hip Hop Blog. &lt;a href="http://www.lyric2go.com/"&gt;http://www.lyric2go.com/&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Huge Shoutout to the homie &lt;a href="http://illuminatedarkness.blogspot.com/"&gt;Charles over at Illuminated Darkness&lt;/a&gt; he helped create the 2 headers you see above for the new site and we're working together on another project soon to come. &lt;/div&gt;--C-Recks----Driza Dre--&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3609374789204754220-4917205684408788954?l=brosperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.lyric2go.com' title='New Blog!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/4917205684408788954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3609374789204754220&amp;postID=4917205684408788954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/4917205684408788954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/4917205684408788954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/2011/04/new-blog.html' title='New Blog!'/><author><name>Brothers Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08169940009381213051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP3r19EgndI/AAAAAAAABWg/tqD-t7clvNY/S220/bros.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZEds4oNwFQI/TZdRKD1O1iI/AAAAAAAACc8/X-aSa1X1MV8/s72-c/MilkCarton1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3609374789204754220.post-8112599271859185066</id><published>2010-06-14T12:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T13:49:34.321-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='momma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='argument'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FBI'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buffalo Wild Wings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yo momma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cedric the entertainer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CIA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Young Joc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best friend'/><title type='text'>Re-Post: It's Goin' Down!!</title><content type='html'>Last night I was out with my girlfriend at a bar and many were watching the Lakers Vs. Celtics Game 5 via the Bar's Direct TV service. Well at 1 point it began to drizzle outside and as any Direct TV user probably knows that's all it takes for the thing to freeze up or go out. So as the game froze up you were able to immediately hear most of the conversations throughout the bar since there was no volume on the TV. So my girl and I kind of zeroed in on some of the conversations. The one that caught our attention the most was between 2 different groups, some Lakers/Kobe fans and some Celtics fans that had began to "trash" talk amongst each other about the game and their teams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the 2 groups of individuals were all black men. And as we all know when black men discuss sports and their favorite teams they tend to get very passionate and sometimes even loud. So as we were being nosy and observing this conversation we immediately noticed how uncomfortable the majority of the white people in the bar got. Many of them looked nervous as if something was about to jump off between these 2 groups. However, we of course knew that they were just having a discussion and of course they weren't about to fight, pull out guns or anything like that. At least based on the conversation at hand we knew that nothing was going to happen. But we also know which words and phrases to listen for to indicate to us if something was about to go down. Eventually the Direct TV came back on and with the volume and everyone went back to watching the game and rooting for their team. And as we suspected it was all Love in the end, even after the Lakers lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, this situation just reminded me of this blog I wrote so I  thought I'd repost it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Ironically, the "best friend" that was mentioned in the blog below from November of 2008 is now my girlfriend that I was with last night. Go figure. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I consider myself to be a very observant individual. Some may call it nosey but trust me it's really not. But whenever I'm out in public or an unfamiliar environment, I'm very aware of my surroundings. I don't try to do it on purpose but I guess I'm just a naturally suspicious and skeptical person. Therefore, if I walk into a public place it won't take long for me to scan the room. Within maybe a few seconds I can inconspicuously survey the scene with ease. I know it probably sounds a little weird, and perhaps I should have be in the FBI or CIA. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SRhctsL_vHI/AAAAAAAABhE/-NRK9FQ_mHM/s1600-h/fight2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267061704235138162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 153px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SRhctsL_vHI/AAAAAAAABhE/-NRK9FQ_mHM/s200/fight2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well the reason that I am this way is not because I am scared, paranoid, on drugs, or anything like that. Honestly I think that I'm this way because I always want to be prepared in case something jumps off. Not that I always expect or think that something is going to happen, but just in case something goes down I prefer to be prepared. For example, here's a true story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So my best friend and I went out to eat at a Buffalo Wild Wings a few weeks ago and ordered some wings to go (They always give us more wings when we order to go. Gotta love boneless Thursdays. lol). So they took our order and told us it will be up in about 15 minutes. So, her and I sit down and talked while we waited. As we talked I noticed there were 2 guys and a girl sitting across from us. Then next to us was a guy and his girl. Then a final guy walked up and he and one of the guys across from us shook hands and said what's up etc. Then the guy that walked up noticed the guy on my right and apparently he knew him too. So he also shook up with him and said what's up, etc. Then he said to the guy on my right "Hey you know so and so right?" Pointing to and talking about the guy across from us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now all of this took place in a matter of maybe a minute at most. All the time my best friend is telling me about her day at work. I am listening to her and still paying attention to what's going on right in front of us. Well as she's digging deeper into the events of her day, I heard something that took my complete attention away from anything she was saying. Before the guy on my right could answer the question that was posed to him, [if he knew the other guy across from us] he was interrupted. I heard the guy across from us say "Yeah I know that Bitch Ass Nigga!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First of all neither of these men were black so that's an automatic attention getter (but that's another story and blog). So like a dog hearing a dog whistle my ears perked up and I was no longer listening to a word my best friend was saying. Yet she apparently didn't hear what was said, since she continued to talk and go on about her day. However, at that point I was completely focused on what was being said by these 2 guys. Next thing I heard was the guy across from us say "I oughta whoop yo ass!!" The guy to my right played it off and was laughing at the other guy. However, The guy across from me didn't find it funny at all and the next thing you know he's standing up as his girl is trying to calm him and get him to sit down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At this point my best friend said something and I guess she noticed I wasn't even paying attention to what she was saying. She says "Are you even listening to me?" I replied "uh huh yeah," all the while watching the activities transpire in front of us. She then replies "no you're not," then she noticed the guy across from us standing up. Well from here the guy on the right's girl left out and went to get the manager. Right before the manager came the other guys voluntarily left out of the restaurant. So my best friend goes "that's why you weren't paying attention." I told her yeah "I noticed it about to go down before it happen." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, the moral of that story is this: A peaceful quiet moment can turn into something no one expected in a matter of seconds or minutes. Then the eye witnesses will be saying "I don't know what happen all of a sudden I saw someone get hit or I heard a shot." Now I'm not saying that everyone should be like me and all extra observant and what not. However, there some key indicators that you should be aware of that will let you know when something is about to go down. Below I've compiled a short list of some of those things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Bitch Ass Nigga"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Just like with my story above if you hear someone getting called a bitch ass nigga you better believe that there will be some sort of retaliation. Usually this term is directed at another man (usually black) and no man will tolerate being called a bitch. Let alone a bitch ass nigga. That's just over kill. Also, another variation of the usage of this term could be "Shut yo bitch ass up!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Multiple People Running&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - If you see one or two people running it doesn't really mean much, perhaps they're trying to catch a bus or something. But when you see a group of people running (I'd say 3-5 or more) then something has either already went down or is about to go down. So if you see a group of people running, trust me you'll be better off if you just run with the crowd. You don't want to be the person caught not running or trying to be curious as to what is going on. If you remember Cedric The Entertainer illustrated this point in the movie "Kings of Comedy." Check out the clip below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-834995aa9a7cde4d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D834995aa9a7cde4d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329882496%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3C5AFCE095A046800FDD3ABBD3B921D563C10063.40FB1CB706D3C71DD4DDEE063B157B5B9AAAD492%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D834995aa9a7cde4d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5A0ub0JYttoWMhrX2ZDriTNbrls&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D834995aa9a7cde4d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329882496%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3C5AFCE095A046800FDD3ABBD3B921D563C10063.40FB1CB706D3C71DD4DDEE063B157B5B9AAAD492%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D834995aa9a7cde4d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5A0ub0JYttoWMhrX2ZDriTNbrls&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SRhctDyT5tI/AAAAAAAABg8/Hmt2h6JsX0g/s1600-h/fight1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267061693389989586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SRhctDyT5tI/AAAAAAAABg8/Hmt2h6JsX0g/s200/fight1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Who the F**k you think you talking to?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - If you hear someone ask this question it will usually be in a very loud octave. Therefore, you won't be able to miss hearing it. But the biggest clue as to whether or not something is going to go down is based on the response to this question. However, once that question is even posed you should be aware that the odds have increased for something to go down. If the person wants to avoid confrontation they simply won't answer the question. But the likelihood of someone just shutting up is slim to none. If they really want to throw salt in the wound they can respond "I'm talking to you, you bitch ass nigga!!" LoL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"On My Momma...___"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - You can fill in the blank here, but pretty much once someone puts something on their momma they're not playing. So whatever they say after putting it on their momma I would venture to say that they are serious about doing. For instance, if someone says "On My Momma it's about to be on up in here." Well you can pretty much trust and believe it's about to be on. That should be your cue to move around. Also, if you hear someone &lt;a href="http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/2008/08/mother-load.html"&gt;talk about some one's momma &lt;/a&gt;that's also another clue as to what will be taking place next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I'm going to the car we'll see when I get back"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - If an argument has just ensued and for some reason someone feels compelled to go to the car, you may not want to be around when they get back. This also applies to someone saying they are about to "pop the trunk." Trust me they aren't going to the car to feed the meter or check on the air pressure of the spare tire. They're going to get some sort of weapon most likely a gun. For an example, check out the video from the movie "White Men Can't Jump" below. The scene occurs at about 2 Minutes in if you just want to skip right to the part I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-715dded894b4a262" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D715dded894b4a262%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329882496%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3FF46845E447030B8C9F39198FE6F9FA171033B6.2E662FBA86558CB7CB2A46C7A7C3AD513174D219%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D715dded894b4a262%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DbppEHoz6uZ74QKUFXYTMvkBq2Xg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D715dded894b4a262%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329882496%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3FF46845E447030B8C9F39198FE6F9FA171033B6.2E662FBA86558CB7CB2A46C7A7C3AD513174D219%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D715dded894b4a262%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DbppEHoz6uZ74QKUFXYTMvkBq2Xg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SRhctnZeihI/AAAAAAAABhM/ofkIkslDv3k/s1600-h/fight3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267061702949505554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SRhctnZeihI/AAAAAAAABhM/ofkIkslDv3k/s200/fight3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"You gone Let him get away with that??!!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Where there's an argument or fight there is usually someone there to instigate. What may be harmless or not close to escalating to more than a verbal disagreement can always turn into much more when an instigator is present. So you should always listen for someone in the crowd instigating. Once the instigator speaks their piece you may want to take that as a sign to vacate. Take my opening example, what if the guy's girl didn't go get the manager? What if instead she said "You gone let him call you a "Bitch Ass Nigga?" Well if that had happened I doubt he would have laughed it off as he did. I'm pretty sure that he would have felt obligated to respond to the nonsense that was being directed towards him. The instigator has the ability to put an indirect attack on someone's manhood, increasing the chances a fight even more. Other examples of the instigator at work are "If that was me I'd Whoop his ass," or "He must think you a punk (and or a bitch ass nigga)." Notice the multiple people smiling in the background of the image to the left. Any of them could be the suspected instigator in this fight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SRhct5dQKEI/AAAAAAAABhU/Y-23oBLyh04/s1600-h/fight4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267061707797178434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 116px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SRhct5dQKEI/AAAAAAAABhU/Y-23oBLyh04/s200/fight4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now keep in mind that these are simply precursors indicating that something may possibly be about to go down. The reaction and or response to the above items will most likely be the main indicator. I'm sure that there are probably many other things that would qualify to appear on this list. However, these are the main ones I came up with. Feel free to add your own to the list. But in conclusion just be more aware and on the look out. Because like Young Joc you never know when "It's Goin' Down!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--C-Recks--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3609374789204754220-8112599271859185066?l=brosperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=715dded894b4a262&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=834995aa9a7cde4d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/8112599271859185066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3609374789204754220&amp;postID=8112599271859185066' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/8112599271859185066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/8112599271859185066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-goin-down.html' title='Re-Post: It&apos;s Goin&apos; Down!!'/><author><name>Brothers Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08169940009381213051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP3r19EgndI/AAAAAAAABWg/tqD-t7clvNY/S220/bros.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SRhctsL_vHI/AAAAAAAABhE/-NRK9FQ_mHM/s72-c/fight2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3609374789204754220.post-2991241200673893005</id><published>2010-05-18T07:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T07:39:32.376-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creativty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Boondocks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twitter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emcee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dancing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='write'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='copyright'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='106 and park'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hip hop'/><title type='text'>Update: "Don't Save the Last Dance"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/S_KHvedvhMI/AAAAAAAACbk/3SdnBZ3d5CY/s1600/michellehulahoop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472585746909988034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/S_KHvedvhMI/AAAAAAAACbk/3SdnBZ3d5CY/s200/michellehulahoop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well I know it was some time ago and it's been less than sporadic when we update this blog, but last year (August 11, 2009 to be exact) I wrote a blog entitled "&lt;a href="http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/2009/08/dont-save-last-dance.html"&gt;Don't Save the Last Dance&lt;/a&gt;." The gist of that blog was talking about all the rap songs with stupid dances to go along with them and I gave a few examples of some of the latest ones out and some older songs. Well if you never read that blog hit the link above and check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you remember and or notice, at the very end of that blog I was playing around and made up the following song clearly off the dome making a mockery of this type of music see the quote below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"However, I will proposition any choreographers out there to hit me up. &lt;a href="mailto:callmecrecks@gmail.com"&gt;callmecrecks@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/crecks"&gt;@crecks on twitter&lt;/a&gt;. Let's come up with a stupid dance move and make a song out of it. You do the dance I'll write and produce the song. We can do it, it can't be that hard. Wait! I already got one! The "Hula Hoop." I can hear the hook for the song now. "Do the hula hoop, do the hula hoop, work them hips 'round like you would a hula hoop. Girl do the hula hoop, do the hula hoop, you can do it too, girl, don't think you too cute!!" The dance moves can mimic something like you would do while playing with a hula hoop. LoL. I'm clowning, but I swear I'll write this shit. It would be a ghost written song however for MC Sambo or whoever I could find to be the artist. But I would gladly take the royalty checks for writing it. Matter of fact I'm going to copyright the lyrics today for all you biters out there. LoL."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472586048422130866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/S_KIBBr1tLI/AAAAAAAACbs/DQYUcrZb9T8/s200/michellehulahoop1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well obviously I was 100% playing around and especially didn't take heed to the last sentence of that blog about copyrights. The reason I state this and the reason for this updated blog is because as I was just downloading music last night, (legally of course ;-) I came across a song entitled "Hool-a-Hoop" by Black Frost Feat. Mista F.A.B. Now upon reading the title of the song I thought "GTFOH" (if you don't know the acronym google it). Then I said wait it can't be let me listen to this. Then I listened and said "Hell Naw!!! They done stole my song!" LoL. Not literally because obviously in the above mentioned blog I was completely playing around and making a mockery of how easy and simple it is to come up with some of the rap songs of today, especially the dance songs. But I just found it ironic how it was almost identical to what I came up with over 9 months ago off the top of my head. Please take a listen to the song below for further evidence:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l_JWC6OOWHE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l_JWC6OOWHE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I had was the hook but I could've filled up 3 - 16 bar verses with any old filler lyrics. But this simply just 100% irrefutable evidence that most of the music now a days takes absolutely no talent and or skill to create. Now that is not to say that I have no talent because I do. But to just think that what took me 3.5 seconds to come up with while writing a blog someone actually went into the studio, produced, wrote and performed is just ridiculous to me. And trust I'm not hating because this song may blow, make whoever the artist a little money off a "one hit wonder single" and then they fade away. No by all means I'm not, I hope they make whatever they can off the song, I hope they make a video and they get to #1 on 106 &amp;amp; Park. That's really not the point. I'm simply exposing the truth! Hip Hop Music is not what it used to be peoples and this is as far as the creative mind is taking it these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you saw last week's episode of &lt;a href="http://worldstarhiphop.com/videos/video.php?v=wshhCM41zXhOxYFZkAoS"&gt;The Boondocks&lt;/a&gt;, (See the link to the left for those that missed it), they ironically touched on this very same subject. I will forever be a lover of good music especially Hip Hop Music since that's the era in which I grew up in. And until songs like this stop getting air play I will continue to turn off my radio and turn on classics, when I can sit back and reminisce on when real Emcees came with it and put forth effort to master their craft. Which is not comparable to the song and dance routine that I covered in this blog or the aforementioned one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, just a heads up we soon plan on expanding this blog into another blog where we can really get back into one of my our real loves... music. I know we've been lacking on this one but hopefully when my Partner in Crime &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/drizadre"&gt;@drizadre&lt;/a&gt; gets back on we will be able to keep this updated more regularly as well as the new blog coming soon. So Stay tuned...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and since no one took me up on my offer last year I'll put it out there again. If any one wants to take me up on my offer to come up with a dance routine, I'll gladly ghost write the song! As you can see I'm 1 for 1. However, this time I'll leave my next dance craze to myself or at least until we can put it down and copyright it. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--C-Recks-- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/crecks"&gt;@crecks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3609374789204754220-2991241200673893005?l=brosperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/2991241200673893005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3609374789204754220&amp;postID=2991241200673893005' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/2991241200673893005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/2991241200673893005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/2010/05/update-dont-save-last-dance.html' title='Update: &quot;Don&apos;t Save the Last Dance&quot;'/><author><name>Brothers Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08169940009381213051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP3r19EgndI/AAAAAAAABWg/tqD-t7clvNY/S220/bros.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/S_KHvedvhMI/AAAAAAAACbk/3SdnBZ3d5CY/s72-c/michellehulahoop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3609374789204754220.post-8006765068451255794</id><published>2010-03-19T06:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T09:04:07.661-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bills'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ticket'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bill collector'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby mama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='economy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='call'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='credit report'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='payment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='repo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='red light'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laws'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='text message'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='police'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='repossession'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='garage'/><title type='text'>Confessions of an Auto Finance Company Employee</title><content type='html'>So last Friday morning we were awakened out of our sleep by somone laying on our buzzer! If you've ever been awoken out of your sleep by any loud sound whether it be a baby crying, smoke alarm or whatever then you know how it leaves you in that sort of panic state. So I stumbled to the living room and politely, asked who was at the buzzer. Naw I'm lying I think I said something like "who the hell is this?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The respondant stated they were with some auto recovery place and they were looking for the previous tenant. I yelled back they don't live here or something to that affect. They persisted to ask where he lives now and is he in another apartment. I again yelled I don't know, but he doesn't live here. They tried to again aggressively question me through the intercom. Finally, they said well this is unit ___ and we have his car on the tow truck. I was about to say I don't give a.... "wait what kind of car is it?" (I'm good but I was half sleep so you know I had to just make sure. lol) He replied "A Mercedes Benz." I yelled back "oh ok well whatever he don't live here bye!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I looked at the time and it was like 4am. I was left unable to go back to sleep for probably another hour. Mind you I get up at like 6:40am. But in the end I guess I found it kind of funny, just because of what I used to do for a living. So as a treat to all those that may be struggling in this down economy I decided to re-post the blog below. Some tips that may help you out if you're in the same spot as my man with the Benz.&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;To begin, this is an anonymous posting. It is coming from a person that has expertise in this field/industry and felt the need to help out some individuals by giving out inside information. Use the information as you choose and at your own risk. We assume no liability for what happens based on you using or not using the information...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we all know today's economy is not what it was 8+ years ago. People are really struggling now a days. They're getting laid off from work, they're in debt, and barely able to keep their head above water. In some cases they're unable to afford food to eat let alone keep a roof over their head or a car to get around in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP0S7nLjlVI/AAAAAAAABVU/hEuU3hp-fb8/s1600-h/carrepoed1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259380755177641298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP0S7nLjlVI/AAAAAAAABVU/hEuU3hp-fb8/s200/carrepoed1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well I work in the car finance company and I have witnessed the people struggling to pay high car note payments. It's hard out here for everyone. And when you're put into a situation as to whether you keep a roof over your family's head and food in the fridge versus to pay a car note payment well it's a simple choice as to which is going to fall by the way side. However, business is business and well the Finance Company is in business to make money and if you're not going to pay for whatever the reason may be well they have no choice but to do what they have to do. And ultimately that decision will be to come looking for their collateral which is the car and or truck or motorcyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP0S725oR6I/AAAAAAAABVc/9F1_hIGUe1o/s1600-h/carrepoed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259380759397418914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP0S725oR6I/AAAAAAAABVc/9F1_hIGUe1o/s200/carrepoed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well I've been in this field for over 5 years and I've seen and done it all when it comes to car financing and repossessions. However, I'm just the low man on the totem pole so I'm just like the average person. Possibly a paycheck or 2 away from being a victim of the same fate. Therefore, I am writing this confession in an attempt to hopefully help some unfortunate individuals avoid the Repo man. Keep in mind I am not advocating or urging anyone to not pay their bills. Paying your bills on time is always the right thing to do. But just in case anyone finds themselves in a rough spot given these tough economic times well here's a guide to hopefully help you out some. If this doesn't apply to you then be happy but anyone can fall on hard times. But if you can't utilize this information you may know someone that can, just pass it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off keep in mind that all Finance Companies are different in the way they operate. Some are more lenient and allow you to go further behind and will work with you more than others. While some are much stricter, especially given that many customers are no longer paying. Therefore, use this only as a loose guide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP0TxPX3ayI/AAAAAAAABV0/WUlhptnfEPs/s1600-h/phonerage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259381676499757858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP0TxPX3ayI/AAAAAAAABV0/WUlhptnfEPs/s200/phonerage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Always keep in contact with the Finance company as soon as a problem arises and you can not pay. If you just got laid off make sure that you contact them immediately. Usually most finance companies offer some type of payment deferment for situations like these where you can skip 1 or 2 months payments at least once a year. Therefore, my first bit of advice is even when times are tough and you're not able to pay for whatever the reason to always keep in touch with your finance company. Of course once you get behind they will without a doubt begin to call you. Although no one like to talk to bill collectors, keep in mind that this isn't a credit card, phone bill, or any other unsecured account. Your vehicle is that company's security. So if they feel at any point that their security is is jeopardy they have the right to come and get it. So if they call answer the phone or if they leave a message return the call. The fastest way to end up on the Repo list is to lose all contact with your finance company. They will assume that you've purposely stopped paying. So when they call you let them know you are not neglecting the car note and plan on paying as soon as you have the money to do so. However, do not make false arrangements that you know you can not keep just to get them off of the phone. Breaking arrangements is also another swift way to get put on the repo list. Also, if you're required to have full coverage insurance on your vehicle then a lapse in your insurance will also bring about the red flags and may even cause them to put forced placed insurance on your vehicle at a higher cost than you providing your own insurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP2KclB32SI/AAAAAAAABWM/C0TYjwYi_Wk/s1600-h/emptypocket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259512163419543842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP2KclB32SI/AAAAAAAABWM/C0TYjwYi_Wk/s200/emptypocket.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So let's say you've exhausted all your means of help meaning you've gotten extensions on your payments and you're still unable to make your monthly payment. Well most companies will make a decision on whether to repo once a person is at least 30 days past due. This means that say your due date is the 20th of each month and you've missed last month's payment. Well when the 20th of the present month comes along you're officially 30 days past due and are technically due 2 payments. Most customers feel like I'm only behind on the last month's payment. However, the finance company will look at it as 2 payments behind and based on your previous payment history (how many payments total and made on time), the value of your vehicle vs. the amount you still owe (if your vehicle is almost paid off it's likely to be worth more money), and sometimes even your attitude towards the collectors when they call you will all determine if you go out for repo. So I would use the 30 day mark as a range of when you can start to suspect your vehicle may be out for repo or about to be put out. At that point you should begin to implement the rules I've listed below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;1.) Keep it Garaged!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP0QuBCDblI/AAAAAAAABT0/nZRshTPPV2g/s1600-h/garage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259378322575683154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP0QuBCDblI/AAAAAAAABT0/nZRshTPPV2g/s200/garage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you have a home with a garage then whenever you're home always make sure your vehicle is in the garage. Technically by law a repo company can not enter your garage without a court order (we'll discuss that later). However, that doesn't stop some grimy repo companies from attempting to go in your garage depending on what type of garage you have. Therefore, if you have a garage with windows on it you should cover up the windows so that no one will be able to see inside. Just keep in mind that a repo companies are powerless if they can not find your vehicle. The most they can do is try other clever ways (keep reading) to attempt to retrieve the vehicle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;2.) Keep it Fenced or Blocked In&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP0S8Uk62KI/AAAAAAAABVk/EqpaA1FN-dg/s1600-h/fenced.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259380767363618978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP0S8Uk62KI/AAAAAAAABVk/EqpaA1FN-dg/s200/fenced.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you do not have a garage but have a gated or fenced in driveway or hard then you're in just as good a shape. Although they can see the car because of your gated driveway they can not remove the vehicle. Just make sure you have a heavy duty lock and or chain because they are not above trying to cut a lock. Also if you don't have a fence but say you have more than one vehicle or live with a group of people then you can essentially block your car in. The idea is to make sure it's blocked in nice and tight though. Although they are able to most likely easily &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP0RxqF-c_I/AAAAAAAABUs/Wjii-NtCISM/s1600-h/carsdriveway.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;obtain a key for your vehicle, they are not going to be able to tow 4-5 vehicles out of your driveway to get to yours. Nor will they risk trying to drive it out or tow it out for fear of damaging the other vehicles. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259380281126744770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP0SgBNA8sI/AAAAAAAABVM/Be_HbYgWm4M/s200/carsdriveway.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;3.) Switch Cars&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP0j4mBIhdI/AAAAAAAABV8/QNVAYNmcPh8/s1600-h/keys"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259399395023554002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP0j4mBIhdI/AAAAAAAABV8/QNVAYNmcPh8/s200/keys" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you are not fortunate enough to live in a house with a garage or if you work at a job that doesn't have secured parking this may be the best option for you. If you have someone that is willing to help you out ask them to switch vehicles with you. They drive your car and you drive theirs. However, please remember that when you applied for this loan you filled out a reference sheet with 3-5 people you put down as a personal reference. You supplied a name, phone number, and address for those individuals. So make sure that the person you switch with is not on that reference list. I would venture to say that switching cars is probably the most effective way to avoid the repo man. Because they essentially have no clue who has the vehicle. They may know exactly where you live and work and how to contact you. But if you are not driving the vehicle they are looking for then that information is useless. However, as you keep reading the person you switch vehicles with will need to keep some things in mind as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;4.) Cover it Up.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP0QvLCrWzI/AAAAAAAABUE/vEDhgim9xfk/s1600-h/vin_number.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259378342442523442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP0QvLCrWzI/AAAAAAAABUE/vEDhgim9xfk/s200/vin_number.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Although this is not as full proof as switching cars or keeping it in a garage it can possibly be a temporary fix for those of you without garages. While standing on the outside of your car if you look in the front windshield on the far right at the bottom there is a little notch inside there are 17 characters (numbers and letters). This is your VIN (Vehicle Identification Number). This is how they can officially identify your vehicle as being the one they have out for repo. Another way to identify is by plate #. Well if you keep that number covered with a paper or something from the inside it makes it difficult to identify if they have the right vehicle. So they may spot a vehicle that fits the description of the one they have out for repo but if they can't verify that VIN then some companies are reluctant to repo the vehicle for fear of repossessing the wrong one. However, keep in mind that if you simply have it covered there's nothing to stop them from popping your lock and removing the paper you have there. Remember they are a towing company and have the tools to do so. You can try to remove that Vin # from the panel but I don't know the difficulty of doing so. Also, another extreme means would be to paint your vehicle a totally different color. I'm not sure what a paint job runs now a days but I guess if you had the money for a paint job you'd pay the note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP0mEnj0cjI/AAAAAAAABWE/11kW2ciMiBM/s1600-h/plates.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259401800619160114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP0mEnj0cjI/AAAAAAAABWE/11kW2ciMiBM/s200/plates.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another indicator of whether or not it is the correct vehicle is the plate #. Repo companies utilize license plate numbers all the time. This is why the switcharoo described above is still not full proof. If you're spotted driving your friend's car or if your friends car is always parked in your driveway then there is nothing to stop them from running your friend's plate #. Once they do it will come back to your friends name and they can then retrieve the friends address. So I would recommend keeping the plate # covered up or removed while parked in your own personal drive way. Now if you do that while parking on the street or in a public parking area you will risk getting ticketed which will bring about other problems as you keep reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;5.) Avoid Tickets&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP0QuudZjCI/AAAAAAAABT8/T0WQOPe5rpk/s1600-h/ticket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259378334769974306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP0QuudZjCI/AAAAAAAABT8/T0WQOPe5rpk/s200/ticket.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you or even if you have switched vehicles with someone it is important that you and that friend avoid getting ticketed for any reason. The reason is because there is a way (&lt;a href="https://parkingtickets.cityofchicago.org/CPSWeb/web/SearchTickets.jsp"&gt;At least in the City of Chicago&lt;/a&gt;) that you can check to see if a vehicle has received a parking ticket or a red light violation ticket. Once that information is obtained there is a way (which I can not disclose) that the finance or repo company can find out the exact location of where that ticket was given. So say you got a ticket for expired plates or no city sticker while you were parked over your girl's crib. Well they can then find from that ticket your girls address and in turn attempt to repo you from there. Also, the &lt;a href="http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/2008/10/light-camera-action.html"&gt;red light violation &lt;/a&gt;tickets are online as well. Some you can actually view the video of you running the light. It may be harder to indicate where you were going at the time but it can at least pin point a radius of the area you are in. Also, remember that if for whatever reason your vehicle is booted due to excessive tickets it can then be impounded. Once a vehicle is impounded the finance company will receive notice of this. There is usually about a 3-7 day lapse as to when they receive notice though depending on the city you're impounded in. So if you are impounded and know that you are behind on your payments you better get the vehicle out of the pound right away. Because once the finance company receives notice they will immediately go and pick up the vehicle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;6.) Don't Run Your Credit&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP0QvXHhyKI/AAAAAAAABUM/qxWpQebnQQw/s1600-h/creditreport.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259378345684093090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP0QvXHhyKI/AAAAAAAABUM/qxWpQebnQQw/s200/creditreport.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Unless you're trying to get a loan that will pay your car note up to date I would avoid having your credit report ran or applying for any new credit. The reason being that any new information you give such as a job, address or phone number will most likely appear on your credit report next time it is ran. And keep in mind that you signed a credit application allowing the finance company to run your credit and they can do so in order to find you or find out information about you. Also, say for instance you just opened up a new account with a new creditor there are ways (which I can not disclose) that they can get the information you provided on your account to that new creditor. Including your current address, phone number, and job information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;7.) Home for the Holidays&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP0QvmIsI8I/AAAAAAAABUU/_yHsRfZa8tQ/s1600-h/holiday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259378349715497922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP0QvmIsI8I/AAAAAAAABUU/_yHsRfZa8tQ/s200/holiday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Remember I mentioned those references? Well unfortunately you may want to avoid visiting them in your vehicle that is out for repo especially on the holidays. That is right finance and repo companies will some times make it a point to check certain addresses on holidays. If they have your mom or grandmom's address they will run it on a holiday hoping to catch you visiting on Thanksgiving, Christmas or 4th of July. Also, speaking of references if you have any bad blood with any of the people you've put as a reference you may want to quickly make amends with them. Because when it boils down to it they will not hesitate to snitch you out to the repo or finance company. I've seen bitter baby mama's and ex-girlfriends do it a lot. And just know that the finance company is not above offering financial restitution [A bribe] in exchange for information on where you or their vehicle is. What's a couple hundred dollars when it will lead to them recovering their vehicle worth thousands of dollars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;8.) Trap Cards&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP0Rx8cFtkI/AAAAAAAABU0/BWn8iIalSeM/s1600-h/trapcard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259379489573811778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP0Rx8cFtkI/AAAAAAAABU0/BWn8iIalSeM/s200/trapcard.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There are plenty of tactics that can be used to get you to call and once you do they will try to fish for information. One of these tactics is called using a trap card. The repo company will leave a card and or letter at the address stating something that will get you to call them. Once a company we utilized left a card indicating that they were trying to deliver a package to the customer. Well the customer called them back stating she's not home during the day and to deliver the package to her work. Well needless to say that information was used to repo the vehicle and there was never a real package. So if something sounds too good to be true it usually is. Also, with this you should avoid answering unknown/blocked calls, or calls from numbers you do not recognize. If you must return a call check the next tip on how to respond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;9.) Use a Payphone&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP0RwzQUBmI/AAAAAAAABUc/QgonDfvcgAs/s1600-h/payphone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259379469928629858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP0RwzQUBmI/AAAAAAAABUc/QgonDfvcgAs/s200/payphone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If for any reason you decide to or have to contact the finance company it's best to do so from a payphone. I know they're kind of hard to find now a days but it will keep them off of your trail. Don't try to use your friend's phone or anyone else because they will find out who's phone you're using. And with today's technology even if you call in blocked or (*67) they can still get the number you're calling from. And if you call from a number they don't have already even if it's a friend's phone they will find out the name and address that number goes to. There are ways they can even text message you with hopes that you respond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10.) Change of Address&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP0RyAbu0NI/AAAAAAAABU8/6sSBGST4lkQ/s1600-h/changeofaddress.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259379490646053074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP0RyAbu0NI/AAAAAAAABU8/6sSBGST4lkQ/s200/changeofaddress.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If your vehicle is out for repo they will try to find you at any and every address they have associated with your account. Even old addresses you didn't even know they had. So, if you've moved from a previous address you may not want to put in a change of address with the post office. If your finance company sends a letter to your previous address then the post office will send a change of address back to the company. And you know they'll be looking for you at your new address.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;11.) Don't Answer the Door&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP0S8zykKyI/AAAAAAAABVs/af6gdtIhN7M/s1600-h/doorknock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259380775742352162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP0S8zykKyI/AAAAAAAABVs/af6gdtIhN7M/s200/doorknock.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just as with answering the phone for unknown callers don't answer the door either. Repo agents will come right up to your door and knock to get in touch with you. Some agents may use aggressive or scare tactics in order to reach you or to obtain the vehicle. For instance some agents carry badges but the badges are simply repossesor badges. But obviously they're hoping that you or the person that answers the door will think it's a police badge. I've even heard of agents lying saying that the vehicle was involved in a hit and run accident with hopes someone will give up some information. So if you have a peep hole use it and don't answer the door for any unknown individuals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259380280213494178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP0Sf9zR2aI/AAAAAAAABVE/FEKV1qum6_Y/s200/repobadge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;12.) Be on the Look out&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP2YnZjhiDI/AAAAAAAABWU/_yFaXH4oqtI/s1600-h/repotruck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259527742480812082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP2YnZjhiDI/AAAAAAAABWU/_yFaXH4oqtI/s200/repotruck.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Most people think of repo and think tow truck. Well now a days repo agents don't drive the traditional tow trucks. Some have high tech vehicles that look like regular pick up trucks. Also, as I mentioned they can get a copy of your key very easily. So some times they will travel in a regular car hoping to spot your vehicle and simple drive off in it. So, if you're on the look out you'll want to look for anything supsicious not just a tow truck driving down your block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you follow the above rules and tips you should be able to avoid the repo man for a time being. Again, this is not a guide for someone to rip off the finance companies even though they may have ripped you off (should've read the fine print). But if you're in a bind and need to buy yourself some time in order to get your finances together then these things may indeed help you out. The last thing that I want to discuss is something that can be a consequence of avoiding the repo man too long. Of course you can face adverse credit ratings, and possibly having your wages garnished. But if the vehicle is expensive and worth a lot to the finance company they can obtain what is called a Replevin. Basically a replevin is a court order in which the finance company has obtained which allows them to demand that you give them the vehicle back. Once this court order is obtained and served to you by a sheriff officer you must surrender the vehicle within the specified time or you will basically be arrested. So, again utilize the above info only to buy yourself time don't go into the business of ripping off finance companies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Anonymous--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3609374789204754220-8006765068451255794?l=brosperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/8006765068451255794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3609374789204754220&amp;postID=8006765068451255794' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/8006765068451255794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/8006765068451255794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/2008/10/confessions-of-auto-finance-company.html' title='Confessions of an Auto Finance Company Employee'/><author><name>Brothers Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08169940009381213051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP3r19EgndI/AAAAAAAABWg/tqD-t7clvNY/S220/bros.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP0S7nLjlVI/AAAAAAAABVU/hEuU3hp-fb8/s72-c/carrepoed1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3609374789204754220.post-4919481927532179758</id><published>2010-03-17T12:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T10:48:36.329-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Great'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jojo simmons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='michael jordan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='p. diddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twitter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rapper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rev Run'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='run dmc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notorious Big'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='michael jackson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hip hop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diggy simmons'/><title type='text'>Shadows of Doubt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/S6DfCjwiG_I/AAAAAAAACbM/ZSnd7dPxHek/s1600-h/shadow-in-the-dark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449600784169835506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/S6DfCjwiG_I/AAAAAAAACbM/ZSnd7dPxHek/s200/shadow-in-the-dark.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"You put on two tube socks, you couldn't walk in my shoes" Jay-Z&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last week I saw some tweets that were being sent regarding Diggy Simmons [the son of Rev Run] and a freestyle video that he had put out. The consensus of most of those tweets were that he did a pretty good job in the video. However, I first ignored those tweets and formed my own opinion before even hearing it. My reasons were based solely on the fact that Rev's other son JoJo Simmons is a so called "rapper" as well. And well let's just say his skills are less than quality if you ask me. (See Video Below if you want to form your own opinion the cat that's first to spit is Jo Jo).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QGqJnGpF4aY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QGqJnGpF4aY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after seeing another tweet about the Diggy video I went ahead and checked it out. Now I will admit that his flow was okay but average at best. However, I will say 3 things though. First, he is definitely way better than his brother Jo Jo. Secondly, knowing that he's still really young he's probably the best in that age category right now (if such a category even exists presently), and also better than some "rappers" twice his age. Lastly, I feel that if he stays at it in 3-4 years he may be top notch in his craft. (Check out the Diggy Vid below)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="374" width="448"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.worldstarhiphop.com/videos/e/16711680/wshhy2l7hPzXP9P7hWZt"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.worldstarhiphop.com/videos/e/16711680/wshhy2l7hPzXP9P7hWZt" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="448" height="374"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now those reading may think I'm being hard on the kid. Now don't get me wrong I respect the kid's hustle and the fact that he's doing something positive and probably isn't using his dad's influence to make it happen. However, you have to understand that as a lover of Hip Hop (since a young child) and as an Emcee myself I judge rappers on a different scale than most. So basically it takes a lot to move me and convince me that you have skills in the rap department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if I was to go into therapist mode on the situation, I'd say Jo Jo became a rapper because he was trying to get his pops attention and or approval, while Diggy was more just doing what he wanted to do. But I have no degree in that field so this is purely my own speculation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I said all that to finally approach the subject at hand. &lt;strong&gt;How do you as a child of someone great, following in the same footsteps as your parent(s), ever attempt to match the greatness of your parent(s). And is it even possible?&lt;/strong&gt; In the above examples, I questioned will Diggy or Jo Jo ever be as great a rappers as their dad was and achieve the level of success that he did? Run DMC was 1 of the first Hip Hop acts to really hit on a mainstream Level. And thus Rev Run has become as successful as he has. Now to me that's not something that's easy to follow up. So my prediction would be no I doubt if either of them can reach those levels, but I guess only time will tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But more than anything I guess my answer to this question is more like why would you even want to follow behind someone great? I mean to be honest my father once was into music. But if he had been a huge music superstar then I don't think I'd even be willing to go down that path. Even if that was something he was pushing or even if I showed real talent in that area I just don't think I would be willing to do the same. I just think the possibility of falling short and always being compared to a legend is hard to overcome. So if the Cosmic Era (inside family joke my bro will laugh @ this one) popped off back in the 80's and my dad ending up being one of the great musicians in the Rock &amp;amp; Roll Hall of Fame I think I'd go opposite. I think I'd be like a master Chess player or something. Check mate MF! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I have to big up to those that have the ability to withstand the criticism, ridicule and pressure and do so, I'm just saying I don't think I could do it. For instance Jesse Jackson Jr., he's a good example, as he followed in his dad's footsteps and became a politician, activist and a man of the people. Obviously he hasn't put in the work his pops has (standing next to Dr. MLK Jr. and all) but all in all he's done a pretty decent job if you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/S6Df-PoF72I/AAAAAAAACbU/AydBHqPTi_A/s1600-h/michaeljordan-11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449601809557876578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/S6Df-PoF72I/AAAAAAAACbU/AydBHqPTi_A/s200/michaeljordan-11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But there are others that I just don't think will ever get close to the level. For instance, in my opinion Michael Jordan is the greatest basketball player to ever dribble a ball. He has 2 sons, both of which played basketball in high school and now in college. However, I would venture to say that neither of these sons will ever get even close to the level of basketball player that their dad was. Although I haven't followed their careers, just based off having not heard much of anything in the news, I can conclude their efforts in comparison to their father's are pretty lack luster. Now again, I'm not being critical, and they may indeed go on to have pretty decent NBA careers down the line. But will they ever achieve the same status of their dad? I would be willing to bet money they won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now in contrast this weekend I also happened to hit a link that took me to a live U-Stream video of P.Diddy and his oldest son Justin. Don't ask what made me hit this link. Bored I guess. But after watching for a little bit I noticed 2 things. 1 I want to be rich just so I can have a TV as big as Diddy's (my God you should've saw the size of this screen). Oh and on the subject at hand, when asked his son said he has no desire to be an entertainer and actually wants to be a football player. This actually shocked me. Just because I figured that since Diddy loves the lime light so much that he'd be likely to push his kids in that same direction. Especially after having previously seen the video below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_pKdxKTy3As&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_pKdxKTy3As&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, on that same note on the anniversary of Notorious B.I.G.'s death I heard an interview with B.I.G.'s daughter's mom. They of course asked her if her daughter wanted to be in the entertainment industry at all. Her response was no she has no desire to be an entertainer, she actually is into fashion design and wants to go to college for that. I was happy to hear this.  Likewise, we all know that we lost Michael Jackson last year. Michael Jackson was the greatest entertainer of all time. But we know he has 2 children and I think I may have heard that one of them sings. But I don't care how good they may be I hope they never ever try to go into entertainment. Because those are 1 pair of shoes (or glittery socks) I don't think anyone can ever fill, even his own offspring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure I can go on and on naming examples of people that both prove and disprove my theory. But as I said this is just my personal opinion and how I would react given the situation. I'm not hating on anyone or anything like that. Also, I'm not saying that if your average Joe or Jane is a doctor or lawyer or in some other high powered position that they're child shouldn't strive to be the same. Again, I'm referring to what I consider "Great" or "the greatest." So I just think regardless of the situation it's difficult to come behind the greatest in any field and fill those shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's my take. What's yours? Leave a Comment at the Beep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--C-Recks--&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3609374789204754220-4919481927532179758?l=brosperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/4919481927532179758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3609374789204754220&amp;postID=4919481927532179758' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/4919481927532179758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/4919481927532179758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/2010/03/shadows-of-doubt.html' title='Shadows of Doubt'/><author><name>Brothers Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08169940009381213051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP3r19EgndI/AAAAAAAABWg/tqD-t7clvNY/S220/bros.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/S6DfCjwiG_I/AAAAAAAACbM/ZSnd7dPxHek/s72-c/shadow-in-the-dark.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3609374789204754220.post-7169977169326721546</id><published>2010-03-14T22:40:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T09:28:10.449-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chris rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biz markie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog talk radio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='platonic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girlfriends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twitter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jealous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boyfriend'/><title type='text'>Just a Friend??</title><content type='html'>"Oh baby you, you got what I need...but you say he's just a friend, but you say he's just a friend"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EbH3bAvTYjg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EbH3bAvTYjg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all laugh when remembering the above video for Biz Markie's song just a friend with him sporting a Mozart wig and singing off key. Although in his 1989 song he chose to approach the subject in a comical sense, what the knowledge that Biz was dropping back then is still relevant over 20 years later. In fact, I would venture to say that the "just a friend" problem continues to be a crucial problem or burden in today's relationship world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure most of us have been here before in one way or the other. Whether you're in a relationship and have a "platonic" friendship with a member of the opposite sex or if you're single and have a close friendship with a member of the opposite sex. Regardless of which situation you fall into either way somehow Biz's words will hit home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another comedic take on the situation came from comedian Chris Rock. His stance was "women have platonic friends, while guys have women that we just haven't f**ked yet." His words not mine. Check the video below (Sorry for the low quality).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KaED2roLMWk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KaED2roLMWk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of which side of the fence you're on this is one subject that we can never get away from when it comes to men, women, friendship and relationships. I've definitely been in this situation before and had to deal with it from both sides of the issue. However, I won't go into that too much on this blog. But if you'd like to hear more of my view point and stance on the issue I cordially invite you to continue the conversation via &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/TheJadedNYer"&gt;@TheJadedNyer's&lt;/a&gt; Blog Talk Radio Show airing tonight at 9pm CST, 10pm EST. Click the link below to check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogtalkradio.com/thejadednyer/2010/03/16/mars-vs-venus-can-men-women-just-be-friends"&gt;http://www.blogtalkradio.com/thejadednyer/2010/03/16/mars-vs-venus-can-men-women-just-be-friends&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been invited to be a guest host and speak on this very subject. We'll delve deep into it and address topics such as: If you're both single can you really just be friends, what is considered 'just a friend' anyway and is there ALWAYS sexual tension involved? So it should definitely be a good convo. Unfortunately, I'll be dolo as my blog brother will be at work and unable to lend his viewpoint. But I'll do my best to hold it down. Please tune in, call in and give your perspective, visit the chat room, and follow along via twitter &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/crecks"&gt;@crecks&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--C-Recks--&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3609374789204754220-7169977169326721546?l=brosperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/7169977169326721546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3609374789204754220&amp;postID=7169977169326721546' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/7169977169326721546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/7169977169326721546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-friend.html' title='Just a Friend??'/><author><name>Brothers Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08169940009381213051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP3r19EgndI/AAAAAAAABWg/tqD-t7clvNY/S220/bros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3609374789204754220.post-5014584502046959616</id><published>2010-03-11T19:02:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T23:22:29.374-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girlfriends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='racism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twitter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='race'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='son'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='black man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kanye west'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drunk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Black'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='police'/><title type='text'>Low Profile</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/S5nOX9kFcZI/AAAAAAAACbE/5fGwDwrcc68/s1600-h/racial-profiling-4.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447612135339553170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/S5nOX9kFcZI/AAAAAAAACbE/5fGwDwrcc68/s200/racial-profiling-4.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As the light turned green the driver began a left hand turn. As he turned he looked right and noticed a police car stopped at the red light. As he turned fully onto the street he said to his passenger "Damn the cops." The passenger replied "what did you do? You're not drunk are you?" "No I only had 2 beers with dinner."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the light turned green for the cop car he immediately pulled up behind the driver. The driver then said to his female passenger "I'm about to be pulled over." She replied "what? Why? how do you know?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The driver pops a mint in his mouth right before taking off at the next green light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the car passed through another major intersection, the cop shined his bright light and turned on the police lights to pull over the car. As the cop pulls up the driver begins to roll down the window. The cop has his hand on his gun and flashlight in the driver's face. He motions to him without saying it to "keep his hands where he can see them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next comes the questions and answer session, which covers everything except the color of your mom's vaginal walls when you were delivered during birth:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cop: "What state are these tags from?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driver: Ohio Sir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: They expired last year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D: Actually they are not expired you can see that someone tried to unsuccessfully steal and remove the tag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: Whose car is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D: My girlfriend's she's right here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: Do you have a license?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D: Yes... *reaches for ticket in his wallet* I'm driving on a ticket, but I paid it and they still haven't sent me my license. Perhaps it got lost since I've moved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: You didn't change your address?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D: No not yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: Well where are you coming from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D: From Home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: Where do you live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D: Give his exact address&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: How long have you lived there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D: A few months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: [Speaking to the Girlfriend] You do know you're supposed to change over your tags within 30 days of moving?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GF: Yes, I'm here for school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: How long have you lived here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GF: 2 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: Where do you live?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D: Attempts to answer..."She"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: Give look of I'm not talking to you nigger I'm asking her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GF: We live together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he speaks to the couple the cop continues to shine his light into the car looking for any suspicious items, drugs, guns, etc. The cop's partner is on the passenger side with his flash light doing the same. An under cover car pulls up as they're interrogating to ask if they need assistance. The cop waves them off &amp;amp; the Under cover car speeds off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: Do you have insurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GF: Yes I just have to look for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GF begins to look through the glove compartment for the insurance card. Pulling out papers from the glove compartment she gives some to the driver to look through as well. She finds a card but it is expired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cop walks away and goes to run the plates and license while they continue to search for the insurance card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GF: I must not have put the updated card in here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D: Oh well nothing we can do now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cop comes back to the driver side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: You need to remove that placard from around your plates because you can't tell what state it's from. Also, you need to get this registration changed over as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**hands license to the driver**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: You folks have a good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D: Thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the cop car pulls away. The couple begins to notice it wasn't just one car that pulled them over, as they begin to count together aloud...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D/GF: One, Two, Three, Four... Four Cop cars Wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D: And there was an undercover one I saw too but they just didn't stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story above is a true story I am the driver and the passenger is my girlfriend. We were pulled over for no reason 2 nights ago. We were less than 5 minutes away from our home and racially profiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My story is one that has been told before not only by me, but by the many black males throughout the country that face this problem on a daily basis. Yes it's 2010 and guess what? No matter what people may think, racism and racial profiling still exists. I've seen it time and time again that I've been pulled over for no other reason than the fact I'm black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some would say "you're lucky you didn't get a ticket." Or it could've been worse. Well I guess I say to that. If I had've gotten a ticket it may have at least made more sense to me. It may have made it more random. But the fact none of that happened well it just goes further to prove my point. But again, my plight is not greater than any other black man in America. The only difference is that mine did turn out good. I only imagine how it would've turned out if I had've had a record. I'm sure they would've searched the car. But wait, I've had that happen to me in the past same situation same girlfriend, just a different car. So, all I can say to that is this is reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once said that to know when the police are behind you for a black man is like a "6th" or "spidey" sense that you're about to be pulled over. But maybe it's not. Maybe it's just that when they do get behind you just anticipate that it's going to happen and being black means that the odds are in your favor that it will happen. Irregardless, the end result is the same. You get left feeling humiliated, embarrassed and pissed all at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Side Bar:&lt;/strong&gt; I guess the only thing they haven't done to me yet is pull me over with my son in the car. That is a day I absolutely dread. The main reason being is this. When I was my son's age I witnessed my father handcuffed, arrested, thrown into the back of a cop car and accused of a crime he didn't commit. While I stood there and got to play on the police computer in the front seat. I could only imagine the thoughts that went through my dad's head at that time. I pray I never have to experience that situation, and pray that 10 years from now when my son is driving that things will have gotten better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess that's what it's all designed to do anyway. Especially if they can't actually pop you on any type of charges. Honestly, I can go on for days and days and honestly, the handful of times I've been pulled over probably don't even equal 30% of the times my brother has been pulled over. He drives for a living so unfortunately he's had to face this on many more occasions than I have. He keeps a tally of the # of times he's been pulled over but I don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Sends text to brother to see his current total # of times he's been pulled over**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the figure I got back was a whopping 42-44 times he's been pulled over. I don't know how far back he went with that statistic but regardless that's a lot of times to be pulled over. I would say in my lifetime it's probably been less than 15, so my 30% is just about accurate. To close I'm know that I'm working on 1 day being a successful business man. But regardless of what kind of money I make in the future as Kanye said "Even if you drive a benz you still a nigga in a coup."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447611659316443410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/S5nN8QPVORI/AAAAAAAACa8/6TqQlKtqwuI/s320/racial-profiling1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this was supposed to be a comeback blog since it's been so long since I've written, but sorry that it turned out to be a long drawn out story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--C-Recks--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@crecks on twitter follow for more daily insight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3609374789204754220-5014584502046959616?l=brosperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/5014584502046959616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3609374789204754220&amp;postID=5014584502046959616' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/5014584502046959616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/5014584502046959616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/2010/03/low-profile.html' title='Low Profile'/><author><name>Brothers Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08169940009381213051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP3r19EgndI/AAAAAAAABWg/tqD-t7clvNY/S220/bros.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/S5nOX9kFcZI/AAAAAAAACbE/5fGwDwrcc68/s72-c/racial-profiling-4.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3609374789204754220.post-7932100518507972408</id><published>2009-11-04T17:10:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T18:42:01.527-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pearls of wisdom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandfather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sayings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dictionary'/><title type='text'>In Grand (father) Fashion!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SvIfJXAKTeI/AAAAAAAACaQ/l9iqYdipvvI/s1600-h/do_i_smell_birthday_cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SvIfJXAKTeI/AAAAAAAACaQ/l9iqYdipvvI/s200/do_i_smell_birthday_cake.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400413148824620514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandparents are a special breed. They all have their little quirks, sayings, and what nots, that through the years first get on your nerves, but then grow to be some of the staples that you live your life by. On this November 4th, I would like to honor my Grandfather's 70th birthday by introducing you to some of his greatest sayings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)  "Well I'ma tell you like this" - Most of Grandfather's pearls of wisdom/stories normally start with this phrase. When you hear this, you might as well settle in. The only bad part about hearing this is when you've come to him with what you feel is an important problem. If you're hype is any manner, its pretty deflating to have him come back with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)  "Every closed eye ain't sleep" - This one is a classic. In order for you to understand this one, you must know that my Grandfather hasn't slept through the night probably since the Kennedy Administration. So when as a kid I would always hear him say this, I always thought it was really just a threat. Well that was until my brother and I tried to be slick and sneak into the kitchen for late night peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. Grandfather swooped in on us like an owl on a three legged mouse. That night, I truly learned the meaning of this saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)  "Jaws tight like Dick's hat band" - Well this is probably how my Grandfather would have described the look on me and my brother's faces when he busted us. I don't know who Dick is, but I do know that we were pretty salty that night, so Dick wears a seriously tight hat. I've always wondered if Dick was just somebody my Grandfather knew, or if it was a well known fact that Dick had a tight hat band. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)  "Joe Sausage Head" - To be referred to as a Joe Sausage Head was pretty severe. If Grandfather called someone this, they generally didn't have much, if any, sense. The funny thing about this saying is that until a co-worker of mine used the term last year, I thought my Grandfather was the only one who said it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)  "Neither Vip nor Vop" - I have no idea what the hell this means. But when Grandfather says it, its with so much authority, that it almost makes sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)  "Like 40 going north" - In case you guys don't know, I drive for a living. I have damn near been on every highway and byway in America. But both US 40 and Interstate 40 travel east and west. So I have yet to figure out what 40 he's referring to. I'm not trying to prove Grandfather wrong, I'm just trying to understand what my man is referring to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)  "More (Blank) than Carter had little liver pills" - This was another saying that for the longest time, I just took Grandfather at his word. I had no idea who the hell Carter was. With the advent of the internet, I finally decided to look up Carter and his little liver pills. Low and behold, I finally found the information. Carter wasn't a person, per se, but instead a company that made laxitives. Apparently they must've done big business back in the day cuz Grandfather is still referring to them now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So those are probably the 7 most classic sayings from my Grandfather. I share them with you because though he's not your Grandfather, I'm sure your grandparents have some good saying of their own. I invite you to share with the blogosphere some of your grandparent's sayings. I'm proposing that we keep a Grandparents dictionary. These 7 are enshrined with my Grandmother saying "Flusterated, and Testes (That's the plural of test to her, my girl's grandfather who says "Search" (That's church to everyone else), and My Grandfather John's singing "Every day, every hour of the day", and the ultra classic "Summage". (A summage is a son of a bitch. I guess that's just how it was said in Mississippi).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my Grandfather. Happy Birthday Grandfather. May you always know that though you might not have thought we were listening, WE WERE! And as we've gotten older, your words have never been truer. We Love you, and hope you're around for many more of these birthday posts. Enjoy your 70th. Next time I'm in Chicago, the cognac is on me! Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-DrizaDre-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3609374789204754220-7932100518507972408?l=brosperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/7932100518507972408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3609374789204754220&amp;postID=7932100518507972408' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/7932100518507972408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/7932100518507972408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/2009/11/in-grand-father-fashion.html' title='In Grand (father) Fashion!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Brothers Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08169940009381213051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP3r19EgndI/AAAAAAAABWg/tqD-t7clvNY/S220/bros.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SvIfJXAKTeI/AAAAAAAACaQ/l9iqYdipvvI/s72-c/do_i_smell_birthday_cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3609374789204754220.post-8303215328970196612</id><published>2009-10-30T00:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T00:36:27.108-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cousin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indiana jones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='son'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='costume'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fireman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ebay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='craigslist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='power ranger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='batman'/><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sup2PUx64vI/AAAAAAAACaI/0hB76u_nIHI/s1600-h/happy-halloween.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398257109005165298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sup2PUx64vI/AAAAAAAACaI/0hB76u_nIHI/s200/happy-halloween.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'll be honest I'm not a big Halloween person. I haven't dressed up since...Damn I can't even remember but it's been that damn long. Since I've had a son I've of course involved myself in the "holiday" more than normal, but I still don't do too much. Ever since my son's first Halloween where I bought his costume I have somehow become the designated Halloween costume purchaser. And I'll be honest those damn costumes are far from cheap! It was easy when he was 1 and 2. But ever since 3 and up he's been able to express his opinion on what costume he wants. And I swear I pay at least $40 and up for each costume that gets 1 wear and that's it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can actually recall each costume:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2004-Fireman $20&lt;br /&gt;2005- Batman $20 + tax&lt;br /&gt;2006 - Mater from the Movie CARS - $38 + Tax&lt;br /&gt;2007 - James from Thomas the Train $38 + Tax&lt;br /&gt;2008 - Blue Power Ranger $40 + Tax&lt;br /&gt;2009 - Indiana Jones $47.47 with tax and shipping (Yes I had to order this costume from off line)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in 6 years I've spent over $200 in just costume costs alone. If I keep this up by the time he's 16 I would have spent another $400 in costumes. If he's dressing up after 16yrs old we need to 1.) have a talk and 2.) have a job cuz I'm not buying it. Although $600 over 16yrs is not a whole lot of money spread out over time like that it's still not chump change. So to who ever said kids weren't expensive needs to be choke slammed and put in an arm bar until they tap out! lol. Well that's enough complaining because come next year I already know that I'll be investing another $40+ in a costume for Jr. regardless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus now he's in school so I'm sure his costume requests will only get more elaborate and more expensive as he tries to out do his classmates. As for this year please don't ask why a 5 year old wants to be Indiana Jones. I blame it on the video game "Lego Indiana Jones" but I can't see many other kids recognizing who he is. But I don't think he even cares he was mostly concerned with making sure he had that damn whip as an accessory. Lord I pray no one catches a slave lashing from the boy in school. I'm not ready for those types of calls from the teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that ends my mini Halloween rant. I hope everyone that celebrates Halloween enjoys their celebration. Please make sure everyone is safe when doing so. I'll be attending a party hosted by my son. So this should be very interesting. Oh and I've been told I must dress up for the party and I have no costume so this should be even funnier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. If anyone is looking for any of the aforementioned costumes come next year between sizes 12 mos - 5T they will all be posted on ebay or a craigslist near you. **praying his momma didn't throw out the old costumes** I'm trying to recoup some of those funds!! LoL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. My cousin sent me this damn video on Facebook she made. It features my brother and I, her and my other 2 cousins. I don't know why but the shit had me dying laughing out Loud Literally. So maybe someone else out there can get a quick laugh from it. Watch for my brother at the end of the video! Pure hillarity! Enjoy! Happy Halloween!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='background-color:#e9e9e9; width: 425px;'&gt;&lt;object id='A64060' quality='high' data='http://aka.zero.jibjab.com/client/zero/ClientZero_EmbedViewer.swf?external_make_id=psPm6pN6ZrrE0ZAb&amp;service=sendables.jibjab.com&amp;partnerID=JibJab' pluginspage='http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' wmode='transparent' height='319' width='425'&gt;&lt;param name='wmode' value='transparent'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='movie' value='http://aka.zero.jibjab.com/client/zero/ClientZero_EmbedViewer.swf?external_make_id=psPm6pN6ZrrE0ZAb&amp;service=sendables.jibjab.com&amp;partnerID=JibJab'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='scaleMode' value='showAll'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='quality' value='high'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='allowNetworking' value='all'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='allowFullScreen' value='true' /&gt;&lt;param name='FlashVars' value='external_make_id=psPm6pN6ZrrE0ZAb&amp;service=sendables.jibjab.com&amp;partnerID=JibJab'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='allowScriptAccess' value='always'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center; width:435px; margin-top:6px;'&gt;Try JibJab Sendables® &lt;a href='http://sendables.jibjab.com/ecards'&gt;eCards&lt;/a&gt; today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--C-Recks--&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3609374789204754220-8303215328970196612?l=brosperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/8303215328970196612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3609374789204754220&amp;postID=8303215328970196612' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/8303215328970196612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/8303215328970196612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!!!'/><author><name>Brothers Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08169940009381213051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP3r19EgndI/AAAAAAAABWg/tqD-t7clvNY/S220/bros.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sup2PUx64vI/AAAAAAAACaI/0hB76u_nIHI/s72-c/happy-halloween.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3609374789204754220.post-5803765264504203427</id><published>2009-10-28T12:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T12:52:58.321-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='testimony'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tuesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='michael vick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DMX'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jay-Z'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pet peeve'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>Testimony Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SuiDXYP31JI/AAAAAAAACaA/QnVWgNSc84A/s1600-h/testimony.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397708591072793746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SuiDXYP31JI/AAAAAAAACaA/QnVWgNSc84A/s200/testimony.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well we had to take a week off due to just being down right busy. But we're back with another Testimony Tuesday. I know it's still a day late because it's Wednesday, but at least we're back. We had quite a few e-mails over the break, and as usual we can't get to them all but here is the latest Tuesday Testimony. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;______________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bros, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok here's the situation. I got involved with this girl a few months back. She's a real laid back cool ass chick. Attractive, funny, smart, etc. all the good stuff a guy would want in a girl. Well you know how everyone has a deal breaker when it comes to relationships and dating? Well mines is dogs. I truly can't stand the filthy muts! And I always vowed I would never date a chick with a dog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well when I met this girl I didn't know at first about the dog but within a week of knowing her quickly found out. Well as you and any fellas know when it comes to a fine woman a guy will compromise certain things. So I decided as long as I don't have to be around the dog then it shouldn't really affect me. So I went ahead and lied about my dislike of dogs and significatnly downplayed how much I hated them. Basically she thought I was cool with them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well gradually as we progressed thinking that I didn't have a problem with dogs she started bring the dog around more and more. Long story short now I'm in too deep in dog shit! Literally!! She's got me dog sitting, walkiing the dog, cleaning up it's shit, playing with the damn thing. I'm trying not to go Mike Vick on the poor Dog but I don't know how much more I can take. I mean she's fine but if her and the dog are a package deal I may have to return to sender! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What should I do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;_________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Driza Dre:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Well, I know this topic was near and dear to your heart considering you're such a dog lover. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;C-Recks:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Lmao I feel his pain man! “But if you having girl problems I feel bad for you son.” Unfortunately, he’s probably wishin he was on some jay-z shit “99 problems but a bitch wasn't one.” Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;DD:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The dog right? Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CR:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Lmao oh… yeah. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;DD:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Man, the funny thing is that the whole time I'm reading it, I'm thinking, if she fine, this really ain't an issue. I mean, a whole lotta brothas have put up with a whole lot worse in the infinite pursuit of P. Suck it up, and do what you gotta do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CR:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Man I'm trying to think how fine a chick would have to be for me to put up would a damn dog though! I mean is she Rachel from Caribbean Rhythms fine or Rachel Ray fine? I know Rachel Ray is yo girl. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;DD:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I know we always talk about dimes, but even a 5 that can cook is a 7 in my book. Food means a lot to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CR:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Lol man I feel you on that but the dog is getting most of the kibbles and bits in this instance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DD:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Its still just a dog. But I did think of a couple of instances in which this dog is a relationship killer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1)&lt;/strong&gt; If she puts any kind of clothing on the dog when she makes you walk it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2)&lt;/strong&gt; If she kisses the dog on the mouth or asks you to kiss the dog on the mouth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3)&lt;/strong&gt; If the pooch doesn't have its own bed cuz it sleeps in the bed with her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DD:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Any of those, and its time to be out man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CR:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Man those are all reasons I can't stand dogs and dog lovers! Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DD:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Well not all dog owners are those kinda dog owners. Some actually treat their pets like pets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CR:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Well my man didn't get into the specifics but its gotta be something major for him to be ready to leave a dime chick over it. So should he just man up and deal with the dog? Or should he come clean about his dislike for the mangy mut?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DD:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Well, I would come clean about it. But only if he's willing to work with her on the dog issue. Cuz the dog ain't going away. And if he presents it on some its either him, or me stuff, brotha might as well pack his bags right now. But I am saying that if the chick and the relationship are worth it, this is a minor problem. She'll know that if he's worth keeping around, she needs to be more understanding of the fact that dogs really aren't his thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CR:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Right she ain't pickin the nigga over her dog. If he comes clean he may just be able to get outta of some of the dog duties. But something tells me he may be killin himself like suicide if he says anything. She ain't gone appreciate him lying to get wit her and furthermore won't appreciate him not liking her dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DD:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; It could go that way, but I kinda doubt it will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CR:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Well more than anything like you've said guys have had to endure far worse things to stay with a dyme so even from a dog hater I agree this is minor to be with dime status. I'm sure another nigga with an alergy to dogs would gladly deal with this dude's chick and her dog any given day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CR:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; So that's just some food for thought for him to chew on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DD:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Man, tis better to have a fine chick with a dog than to have to settle for a chick that looks like one. LMAO!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CR:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Lmao !! You a fool 4 that one, But u 4sho right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DD:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Well that's it in a nut shell for me. If the relationship is worth it, you gotta take the chance, and speak your peace. And see where it goes from there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CR:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Man dimes don't come too frequent to the average guy. So I say count your blessings and endure whatever minor pain you must in order to keep her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DD:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Cuz if you don't, some other dog will!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CR:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Exactly it's "dog eat dog" And as they say "Every dog has his day," so enjoy yours while it lasts. **DMX Bark**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;___________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well that's our take on it. Any readers that want to give any other tips or helpful advice please leave your comments. And if you have a testimony please leave your anonymous post or e-mail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--C-Recks--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Driza Dre--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3609374789204754220-5803765264504203427?l=brosperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/5803765264504203427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3609374789204754220&amp;postID=5803765264504203427' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/5803765264504203427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/5803765264504203427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/2009/10/testimony-tuesday_28.html' title='Testimony Tuesday'/><author><name>Brothers Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08169940009381213051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP3r19EgndI/AAAAAAAABWg/tqD-t7clvNY/S220/bros.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SuiDXYP31JI/AAAAAAAACaA/QnVWgNSc84A/s72-c/testimony.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3609374789204754220.post-6895786147809554595</id><published>2009-10-23T18:49:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T18:59:20.490-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chicago'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='atlanta falcons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nfl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chicago bears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='atlanta'/><title type='text'>NFL Blog Challenge  - "At a Loss" for Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SuJC-VgUdsI/AAAAAAAACZw/rai7ngjUNBw/s1600-h/atlfalcon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395948942235301570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SuJC-VgUdsI/AAAAAAAACZw/rai7ngjUNBw/s320/atlfalcon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Welcome to Atlanta where the playas play." Unfortunately on Sunday night, those players played for the Falcons and not my beloved Chicago Bears. It was a good game all the way through. Chicago jumped out to a 7-0 lead. After switching to a no huddle offense, Falcons quarterback Matt Ryan lead his offense to two second quarter touchdowns. The Bears tied it up in the fourth quarter, but on the ensuing kickoff, some guy that on my TV screen looked like he should be playing high school football, and not in the NFL, ran the ball back deep into Chicago territory. (Eric Weems is his name). At that point, I kinda figured it was over. Atlanta went on to score. The Bears made a late effort and tying the game, but it was not to be. The final score was Atl 21 Chi 14.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is where I have to praise Atlanta. The Bears have an above average defense. And the strength of that defense is normally our defensive line. But all game, Matt Ryan had enough time to snap the ball, look around the crowd for his woman, check his email, and still deliver the ball to any number of his receivers. The Bears finished the night with 0 sacks. And just to show you how bad it was, they also finished with 0 QB hits. By contrast, the Falcons finished with 2 sacks, and 7 QB hits. In their last game against the Detroit Lions, the Bears defense had 5 sacks, and 9 QB hits. So big props to the Falcons offensive line. The funny thing is that their line has no one on it that you would consider a star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So for a second consecutive year, the Dirty Birds got the better of my beloved Bears. You look good Atlanta. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395948673112916914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 138px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SuJCuq8iw7I/AAAAAAAACZg/enkUW3THFJA/s200/chicago-bears-lose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shouts out to &lt;a href="http://the12planet.blogspot.com/"&gt;12Kyle&lt;/a&gt; for accepting the challenge and his team for stepping up and handling their business. Sorry this was posted so late. But good looking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not sure if there are any Cincinnati Bengals fans in the building but if so you know the routine hit us up for the challenge. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Driza Dre--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3609374789204754220-6895786147809554595?l=brosperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/6895786147809554595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3609374789204754220&amp;postID=6895786147809554595' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/6895786147809554595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/6895786147809554595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/2009/10/nfl-blog-challenge-at-loss-for-words.html' title='NFL Blog Challenge  - &quot;At a Loss&quot; for Words'/><author><name>Brothers Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08169940009381213051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP3r19EgndI/AAAAAAAABWg/tqD-t7clvNY/S220/bros.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SuJC-VgUdsI/AAAAAAAACZw/rai7ngjUNBw/s72-c/atlfalcon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3609374789204754220.post-2824904202692251358</id><published>2009-10-16T12:34:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T12:57:08.475-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='atlanta falcons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='G-Dep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ohio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleveland browns'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cincinnati bengals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='win'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nfl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chicago bears'/><title type='text'>NFL Blog Challenge - Week 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/StiyY4ez_6I/AAAAAAAACZI/8G9t8nyhrNc/s1600-h/bears.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393256694324395938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/StiyY4ez_6I/AAAAAAAACZI/8G9t8nyhrNc/s200/bears.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well after a week off I hope our Chicago Bears are well rested and ready for this Sunday's game. This week we're challenging &lt;a href="http://the12planet.blogspot.com/"&gt;12kyle's &lt;/a&gt;Atlanta Falcons. The bears have had a good season start so far beginning at 3-1. However, the Falcons have the exact same record at this point in the season. We're down for our team and have confidence in them, but will admit that this will not be an easy win. So with that said let's get it! **G-Dep Voice**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If your team is playing ours this season feel free to hit us up for a challenge. See the first &lt;a href="http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/2009/10/nfl-blog-challenge.html"&gt;NFL Blog Challenge &lt;/a&gt;for the basic rules and regulations. The Chicago Bears schedule is below so hit us up to get in on the action. Namely we're looking to cover the next 2 weeks so we're looking for any Ohio folks that represent either the Bengals or the Browns. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393256753996217458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/StiycWxrvHI/AAAAAAAACZQ/iuQ4nuSaXy0/s320/2009-schedule.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Any fans of The Bears or The Falcons feel free to get in on the trash talking that will be taking place Sunday night. We'll be doing so via twitter. &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/Crecks"&gt;@crecks&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/12kyle"&gt;@12kyle&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's Go Bears!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;--C-Recks--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Driza Dre--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3609374789204754220-2824904202692251358?l=brosperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/2824904202692251358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3609374789204754220&amp;postID=2824904202692251358' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/2824904202692251358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/2824904202692251358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/2009/10/nfl-blog-challenge-week-6.html' title='NFL Blog Challenge - Week 6'/><author><name>Brothers Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08169940009381213051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP3r19EgndI/AAAAAAAABWg/tqD-t7clvNY/S220/bros.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/StiyY4ez_6I/AAAAAAAACZI/8G9t8nyhrNc/s72-c/bears.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3609374789204754220.post-5881316760742079643</id><published>2009-10-14T13:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T13:52:30.611-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tuesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='one night stand'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='testimony'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stevie wonder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anonymous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='divorce'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maury Povich'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adultery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='karma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='usher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>Testimony Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/StYMoRq5VwI/AAAAAAAACZA/MhuIJg1nb1s/s1600-h/Testify.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392511489900369666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/StYMoRq5VwI/AAAAAAAACZA/MhuIJg1nb1s/s200/Testify.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Although this is being posted on a Wednesday this was technically done on a Tuesday. Welcome to another Testimony Tuesday. Last week's Testimony was a little off the hook. But we went ahead and broke it down the best we could. Lol. This week we received a couple of emails and then an anonymous comment to the blog. We'll be using that comment for today's "Testimony Tuesday." As always if you have a testimony that you want to share or are seeking advice or our opinions on you can always leave an anonymous comment on our blog or email &lt;a href="mailto:callmecrecks@gmail.com"&gt;callmecrecks@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;. Without further ado here is this week's "Testimony Tuesday."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;_____________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Brothers',&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A friend sent me an email asking my opinion on a situation and I thought I'd ask for your opinions:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do when a friend wants to sleep with you? The friend knows your spouse but they are very very unhappy a home. And they feel that, just for one night and one night only, you’ll give them what they need?&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C-Recks:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Aight well I'll start by saying 3 words "game recognize game." Not that I've ever used this particular type of game, but if you've seen 1 you've seen em' all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Driza Dre:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CR:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The comment doesn't specify, but I'm gonna go out on a limb and assume that anonymous' friend is a female and the friend hitting her up for sex is a male. The reason being because this is only game that a nigga would use. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;DD:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; That's what I was trying to figure out. But it makes a lot of sense to me. Well the first thing I thought was this... It ain't no way in hell this will be a one time thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CR:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;DD:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; So off the top you gotta let yo friend know what kinda situation she's getting herself into. Now she may care, she may not. But in my experiences, women may be comfortable with doing something like that once, maybe even twice. But most women absolutely will not be the woman on the side. And it sounds like that's the kinda situation she's headed for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CR:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Not only that, but according to the letter anonymous' friend is married and the guy trying to sleep with her knows her husband. We don't know if the guy is married as well we just know "it's a very very unhappy home." But I'm sure if they're close friends that she knows the guys significant other as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;DD:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Man, that just sounds like some all around "All My Children" stuff right there. My advice, anything that sounds like a Maury Povich episode, stay away!!! The lie detector determined, that was a lie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CR:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Lol. Yeah I totally agree man. I'd say think of this situation the way skinny brothers like myself think of Jail! Basically that's some shit you definitely wanna stay far far away from. LoL. Trust this guy is running or has run the same game before. And its probably like the wet tissue theory he throws it out there and sees if it sticks. Or if he gets to stick. Lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DD:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Of course. You can't knock the brotha for trying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;DD:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; And for the person who hit us with this question, honestly, you want to be very careful with the advice you give your friend. Cuz when this all blows up, you don't want to get hit by any of the flying emotional debris.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CR:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; And for her to even think of asking her friend (anonymous) for advice on what to do leads me to almost think its something deeper going on in her personal home life. Like maybe she's the one that's in a "very very unhappy home." The only reason I say that is because we all know that the average woman whose home life is all good usually wouldn't even think twice about declining this offer over and over until she got tired of it. And then when she did she would just end the friendship because he's obviously not respecting her marriage. So I think the friend may even be looking for some type of support or hoping someone (namely her friend anonymous) will give her the green light and tell her she should go ahead and do it so that she can have an excuse to go through with what she may be wanting to do anyways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;DD:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; aw yeah. When you know you're wrong, you're always hoping that some how some way, somebody will feel you, and green light your behavior. But that's when you really have to be a "good" friend and tell yo girl, don't go down this path. Good friend doesn't mean Yes man or Yes woman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CR:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Right cuz as a friend you know where this is headed we all do even Stevie Wonder can see that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;DD:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; On a quick side note, when Stevie passes, who's the new blind person that we can say saw something coming?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CR:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Lol. Man Ray is gone too. So IDK good question though I'll think on it. Lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;DD:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; But back to the nature at hand. I would tell your friend to not go down that path. It ain't worth it. Even if you get one night of good sex, it may blow up, and cost you a lifetime of pain. You just never know. Not to mention the Karma aspect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CR:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Man exactly and as we all know "Karma Karma Karma come back to you harder!" I say anonymous' advice to their friend should definitely not support this type of behavior. If this guy is so "unhappy" at home he needs to get a divorce! Hell with Usher's new song "Papers" its giving people motivation to get divorced. So he needs to go home and put that song on repeat and call an attorney. The same goes for your friend if in fact she's unhappy and considering adultery as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CR:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Idk how long she's known the guy, but the bottom line is that he's just being a nigga. And **in my Busta Rhymes voice ** "and that's just what niggaz do." Lol. I mean keep it real the nigga is just trying to hit. He's probably been eyeing that for as long as they've been friends and she's blocked or denied all his advances so this is his last ditch effort. And he's now hittin her with the guilt trip trying to weigh on her heart strings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CR:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I can hear the nigga crying now, "I'm so unhappy at home and for 1 night only you could at least make me happy." I'm not hating or knocking his game but nigga please! Or at least that's what I'd be saying if that was my friend. But you act accordingly. Good luck to you and to your friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;_______________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well that's all we got if you have any advice to add for anonymous please leave it in the comments. And if you have a testimony you can leave it in the comments or send an email to &lt;a href="mailto:callmecrecks@gmail.com"&gt;callmecrecks@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Driza Dre--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--C-Recks--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3609374789204754220-5881316760742079643?l=brosperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/5881316760742079643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3609374789204754220&amp;postID=5881316760742079643' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/5881316760742079643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/5881316760742079643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/2009/10/testimony-tuesday_14.html' title='Testimony Tuesday'/><author><name>Brothers Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08169940009381213051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP3r19EgndI/AAAAAAAABWg/tqD-t7clvNY/S220/bros.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/StYMoRq5VwI/AAAAAAAACZA/MhuIJg1nb1s/s72-c/Testify.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3609374789204754220.post-6434415313154023143</id><published>2009-10-06T13:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T13:35:46.127-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='testimony'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rules'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='commandments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notorious Big'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='woman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mr. marcus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='porn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><title type='text'>Testimony Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sss-UfQ-61I/AAAAAAAACYw/2i9qqpbscZs/s1600-h/Testify.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389469900789967698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sss-UfQ-61I/AAAAAAAACYw/2i9qqpbscZs/s200/Testify.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Its that time again. Yep it's Tuesday and we are back at you with an all new "Tuesday Testimony." If you need the background on how this new segment began then please check out the first &lt;a href="http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/2009/09/testimony-tuesday.html"&gt;"Tuesday Testimony" from last week&lt;/a&gt;. Well after opening up the floor for new testimonies we've had a subtle response thus far. This week we received 1 anonymous comment and also a couple of e-mails, which is more than we expected. Unfortunately, at this time we can only post 1 per week, so the others may be used for later posts. But by all means keep em' coming in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again you can send in your testimony by anonymously commenting to any of our posts or you can send an email to &lt;a href="mailto:callmecrecks@gmail.com"&gt;callmecrecks@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;. All emails and comments will remain anonymous. However, as always we will give our honest and possibly blunt opinion.  Then we may mix it with a few jokes just because that's what we do. But regardless we'll give you the real deal. Then open it up to the readers and their opinions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with that said let's get into today's "&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday Testimony.&lt;/strong&gt;" To begin just keep in mind the subject of this letter is not PG-13. It's not XXX but it's probably somewhere between Nc-17 and X. LoL. Just a warning to those that may be a little more conservative feel free to exit now before the elevator doors close! LoL. But by all means don't take offense this is a grown up blog and we're having a grown up conversation. This week's Testimony was sent in via email:&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Brothers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So about a month ago I caught my guy watching a porno movie. He wasn't doing anything except watching. Now it wasn't anything major because as a woman I know that all men watch porn. But it was a slight shock to see him doing it in front of me. Well he didn't stop watching as I came into the room and he actually asked if I wanted to watch with him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm not going to pretend like I've never watched porn before in my life, but I will admit it's never been to the extent that a guy would watch. And I've never watched with a partner before. To be honest it really doesn't do much for me. I'd much rather do my own thing than watch someone else do it. But when he asked I did notice how turned on he was and thought it would be a "fun" experience for both of us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well long story short I agreed to watch with him. But as I sat next to him watching I found myself asking him a lot of questions, laughing at certain thiings I saw, and even talking about the actors in the film. After a while he grew tired of my antics and turned off the movie and left out the room. I was hoping we would doing a reenactment of the film ourselves but I could see he wasn't even aroused any more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since that episode I've walked in on him watching porn again a couple of times but now he just turns off the movie when I walk in. I don't care that he watches porn without me, but I would also like it to be something we can do together as well and then reap the benefits of it there after. Basically I want him to feel comfortable to invite me to watch with him again, but I don't know how to approach the subject. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should I do? &lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here is our reply and conversation about the comment done via messenger:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;C-Recks:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Man this letter here is pretty funny only because I'm sure every man in the world that has watched porn with a woman has experienced this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Driza Dre:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; yeah, I would have to agree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;CR:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; And I can just feel my man's pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DD:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; See the thing that women don't realize is that porn is a whole different world for men, And for the men that are brave enough to try to bring their woman into that world, well its usually not a positive outcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;CR:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I think instead of the FBI warning at the beginning of the porn movies about bootlegging there should be some other basic rules. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DD:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;CR:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Something like &lt;strong&gt;The 10 Porn Comandments&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DD:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Can't tell me nothing bout this porn. My Mr. Marcus Niggaz. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;CR:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Lmao you a damn fool. (If you have never heard Biggie's "10 Crack Commandments" then you may have missed that symbolism).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;CR:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; But shit since u sparked it hit em wit that #10 rule and we can go back and forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DD:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Well shit, I say&lt;strong&gt; # 10 &lt;/strong&gt;is number one to me. As a woman, you can't take it personal. I mean, yo man watching porn doesn't mean that he's not into you or that he's into any of those crazy things. Its just different. That's all. So don't hold it against him. I mean, if you watching porn with him, I'm sure he won't be trippin over the guy's packages that you'll be looking at. So don't sweat him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;CR:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Well I'll say&lt;strong&gt; #9&lt;/strong&gt; is&lt;strong&gt; STFU!&lt;/strong&gt; Oh sorry let me be nice  please hush during porn time. A man doesn't need u killin his porn high by talking and asking a million questions about what's going on or how she can make her ass can clap like a whole audience on a game show. Or how fake her orgasms are or how nasty this or that is. We know all that but its porn you get what you get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DD:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; In the same vane as #9, &lt;strong&gt;#8&lt;/strong&gt; is, just because he's watching a porn with a white girl in it doesn't necessarily mean that he's in to white women. Again, its a fantasy world. Plus, white porn is just better than black porn. I mean, if you put in a black porn, you have to sit and listen to some niggaz demo tape before the F*CKING starts. Sorry, but that gets old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;CR:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Lmao! Yeah I can't mix porn and rap! As Kanye said "that's why we watch your porn in fast forward cuz we don't wanna hear that weak shit no mo!" Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DD:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Exactly. Lol. Also to the porn emcee. The next one of you niggaz to get a deal will be the first one of you niggaz to get a deal. Give it up! Unless you count Lloyd Banks/Brian Pumper. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;CR:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Lmao I knew the Lloyd Banks was coming. **In my best Lloyd Banks voice**"Nigga what you say!" Lmao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;CR:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Well &lt;strong&gt;#7 &lt;/strong&gt;plays off of that I say that women can't see their guy's porn stash and see some freak nasty stuff and assume her guy is automatically into all of that shit. Again its fantasy if he likes to watch 5 chicks get it on, trust its pure fantasy because the nigga will neva get that lucky! Eva! Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;CR:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Unless he watches gay porn then that's a totally different ball game and he may be batting someone else's balls. Lol. Or if it's anything else that's just out of the ordinary then "Houston we Have a Problem."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DD:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Well, I draw the line at clown porn. If yo dude is watching people with big feet and squeezable red noses having sex, you have a right to ask some questions. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DD:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Tell him DrizaDre said so! Cuz hell, I wanna know why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;CR:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Lol yeah if its some way off the wall shit then I will say u have the right to think something is wrong and even question it. Cuz some stuff like midget porn, beasteality or sick stuff like that is just weird and disturbing. But then again if he's into some off the wall stuff like that then I'm sure his porn stash isn't the first you've heard of the weird shit he's into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;CR:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I'm talkin bout "normal" porn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DD:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Well, here's a serious tip for &lt;strong&gt;#6&lt;/strong&gt;. If you've had enough of the porn, feel free at any time to spark off a session with your man. I've never heard of a man saying "naw baby, we can't have sex til I finish this Booty Talk #147. I mean, I do have to return it to the video store." If the porn has been on for two minutes or more, he's probably ready to throw down. So reach out and touch, or whatever it is that you do to spark it. Its time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;CR:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; No doubt! Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;CR:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Well&lt;strong&gt; #5&lt;/strong&gt; has to be take mental notes. Trust if you see something in the porn feel free to see if you can make the same happen in the bed. Your man will be pleasantly surprised and give you plenty of props (or something better) for trying it out without him having to ask or beg you to try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DD:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Unless its some gay shit, If so, refer back to &lt;strong&gt;rule #7&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;CR:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Lmao exactly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DD:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;#4&lt;/strong&gt; may sound redundant..... And it is &lt;strong&gt;STFU!&lt;/strong&gt; But let me add this little tid bit. That doesn't just go for the particular day or night you'r watching the porn, but in the days after as well. There ain't nothing worse than being blindsided with something like "So you don't expect me to do a threesome just because we watched the porn last night?" I mean, that's a crazy comment over the breakfast table!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;CR:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Man yeah you don't know whether to ask to pass the K-Y or the syrup. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DD:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;LMAO. Better get it right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;CR:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Well &lt;strong&gt;#3 &lt;/strong&gt;is this &lt;strong&gt;ALL &lt;/strong&gt;guys watch porn! Period point blank. I would feel like I deserve a no snitching fine if this wasn't a known fact! So please don't act surprised, upset, pissed, confused or whatever else when you catch your man watching porn or happen to "stumble upon" his porn stash! It is what it is and refer back to rule&lt;strong&gt; #10&lt;/strong&gt; when u find it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DD:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Do I have to reiterate rules &lt;strong&gt;four &lt;/strong&gt;and&lt;strong&gt; nine&lt;/strong&gt;? Ok, well rule &lt;strong&gt;#2 &lt;/strong&gt;is enjoy yourself. Its just porn. You haven't committed a cardinal sin or anything. At least I don't think so. But you'll have to take that up with your particular God. I'm not saying that you always need porn to make the sparks fly, but its a definite enhancer. And who knows, maybe that might help him to come to you and ask "What can I do for you to make it special". Just a Thought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;CR:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Well &lt;strong&gt;#1&lt;/strong&gt; then just sums them all up to me and I've already stated it. But it's simply It is what it is. Its porn. Its not real its not and never will be a replacement for real sex. Its not anything beyond its title, its porn. Its a billion dollar industry and they all get paid off people's desire to want to watch. As long as you keep it mind that it is what it is it will avoid plenty conflicts that arise that are porn related.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;CR:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I think the &lt;strong&gt;10 Porn Commandments&lt;/strong&gt; pretty much answer her question and if she can apply those rules her porn experience with her man will get better results. That's all I got but hit em' with a closing argument if you have one .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DD:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Nope, the &lt;strong&gt;10 &lt;/strong&gt;speak for themselves. Damn if this ain't some of my best work actually. But apply the rules ladies, and you be the judge.&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Well that's our take on it. Any readers that want to give any other tips or helpful advice please leave your comments. And if you have a testimony please leave your anonymous post or e-mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Driza Dre--&lt;br /&gt;--C-Recks--&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3609374789204754220-6434415313154023143?l=brosperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/6434415313154023143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3609374789204754220&amp;postID=6434415313154023143' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/6434415313154023143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/6434415313154023143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/2009/10/testimony-tuesday.html' title='Testimony Tuesday'/><author><name>Brothers Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08169940009381213051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP3r19EgndI/AAAAAAAABWg/tqD-t7clvNY/S220/bros.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sss-UfQ-61I/AAAAAAAACYw/2i9qqpbscZs/s72-c/Testify.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3609374789204754220.post-2173840155792874725</id><published>2009-10-05T16:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T16:04:57.591-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='atlanta falcons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='detroit lions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='win'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='victory'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nfl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chicago bears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='score'/><title type='text'>Sweet Victory!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SspZZ_QTn_I/AAAAAAAACYg/i4XYqeBKwcg/s1600-h/chicago_bears_ch62_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389218207113650162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SspZZ_QTn_I/AAAAAAAACYg/i4XYqeBKwcg/s200/chicago_bears_ch62_large.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well in our first NFL Blog Challenge our Chicago Bears were victorious over &lt;a href="http://mrchapmorningshow.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mr Chap and his Detroit Lions&lt;/a&gt;. It was a good 1st half and they gave us a run for our money. However, we had to put the hammer down on them in the 2nd half and shut them out. It felt good to sip my beer as I watched my Bears handle their business. But for losing &lt;a href="http://mrchapmorningshow.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mr. Chap &lt;/a&gt;was a good sport and held up his end of the bargain and posted a blog about the challenge and the Bears victory. You can check it out &lt;a href="http://chapscornerblogs.blogspot.com/"&gt;here. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389217540117253218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SspYzKf-TGI/AAAAAAAACYY/6g-_rr2nuMA/s320/chicago-bears-2009-schedule.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the schedule football fans! The bears have a bye week next week. But we'll be right back at it come the following week vs the Atlanta Falcons and Cincinnati and Cleveland the 2 weeks after. If there are any Bengals or Browns fans make sure you holla at us for the challenge. We already have &lt;a href="http://the12planet.blogspot.com/"&gt;12kyle over at 12th Planet &lt;/a&gt;as our next victim set for the Atlanta Falcons challenge. But we welcome any more Atlanta challengers to bring it on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--C-Recks--&lt;br /&gt;--Driza Dre--&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3609374789204754220-2173840155792874725?l=brosperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/2173840155792874725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3609374789204754220&amp;postID=2173840155792874725' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/2173840155792874725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/2173840155792874725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/2009/10/sweet-victory.html' title='Sweet Victory!!'/><author><name>Brothers Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08169940009381213051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP3r19EgndI/AAAAAAAABWg/tqD-t7clvNY/S220/bros.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SspZZ_QTn_I/AAAAAAAACYg/i4XYqeBKwcg/s72-c/chicago_bears_ch62_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3609374789204754220.post-8532375850567076204</id><published>2009-10-01T12:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T12:22:22.905-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chicago'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='detroit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='detroit lions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='super bowl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chicago bears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gamble'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='season'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nfl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='team'/><title type='text'>NFL Blog Challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SsTdKr_M7YI/AAAAAAAACYQ/whsXuLPkupI/s1600-h/NFL_logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387674229918199170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SsTdKr_M7YI/AAAAAAAACYQ/whsXuLPkupI/s200/NFL_logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Are you ready for some Foooooootballll???!!???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I'm not sure how many of you out there are football fans, but I'm sure those of you that are football fanatics like us are thrilled football season is back. I'm sure that everyone is loving being able to root on their favorite teams. As for us you should already know that we're die hard Chicago Bears fans. We've been down since the 80's and our last Super Bowl victory. Although we fell short a couple of years ago from bringing home that Super Bowl trophy we're confident we'll be back soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387668241800582130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SsTXuIgtU_I/AAAAAAAACYA/YAbstg3FM5Q/s200/bearssuperbowl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I must admit it has been an eventful season thus far and we're only 4 weeks in. There are a lot of good teams out there that came out the gate running and are trying to make themselves valid contenders this season. But regardless as die hard Bears fans we will ride or die with our team, and hopefully most of you feel that same way about your teams. Now not only are we ride or die fans if you've read our blog before you know that we are also very competitive and also like to gamble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with that being said we've decided to throw out the &lt;strong&gt;First Annual NFL Blog Challenge&lt;/strong&gt;. So we're calling out all bloggers to step up and rep your NFL team. That's right our team vs. your team. When our team (The Chicago Bears) plays your team we want someone to accept this challenge. The blogger of the winning team gets bragging rights all season (or until the next time the 2 teams play). However, the blogger of the losing team must write a blog post admitting that their team lost to ours and give mad props to our Chicago Bears. You can do that in any form or fashion you choose just as long as you admit that your team was not up to par and lost the game. So are you down? Is your team good enough to compete? If so hit us up by either comment or emailing at &lt;a href="mailto:callmecrecks@gmail.com"&gt;callmecrecks@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This season's Chicago Bear Schedule is listed below so be on the look out for when we play your team. Also, keep in mind it can be multiple bloggers vs us. The same rules apply. If we lose we'll give all that chose that team against ours their props. Also, we'll try to post a preview of that weekend's match up in a blog sometime before the game. Just keep in mind it's all fun and games we love the bears but we won't go to the extreme badgering a fellow blogger. However, that doesn't mean we won't talk some shit and exchange a few verbal jabs about the other team! LoL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387668146913252370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SsTXonBzlBI/AAAAAAAACX4/-tXeBoG5iCE/s400/2009-schedule.jpg" border="0" /&gt; As for this Sunday's match up The Chicago Bears are taking on The Detroit Lions. Our first opponent in this NFL Blog Challenge is none other than &lt;a href="http://mrchapmorningshow.blogspot.com/"&gt;MR. CHAP from the MR. CHAP Morning Show&lt;/a&gt;. He's accepted our challenge and is confident that his Lions will defeat our Bears on Sunday. Or as he was quoted to say: "I'm in. So I'm just gonna gone head and start braggin' on the Lions. THEN I'm coming to YOUR BLOG and talk super trash. THEN I'm coming back to MY site and blog about the game and how important this Sunday is." and "I really just needed a segway into talking about how bad the Lions are gonna put those Bears into early hibernation. AND we're gonna do it in Chicago."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I gave Mr. Chap his props when his team won their first game in over a whole season. I was proud they broke that streak. My brother's response to his comment was "I guess he and The Detroit Lions would know about hibernation, I mean his team just woke up for the first time in damn near 2 years!" LoL. I'll reserve my comments and trash talking until game day. So expect a lot of @ replies from me &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/Crecks"&gt;@crecks &lt;/a&gt;to @mrchap via twitter. So feel free to join in if you're one of my twitter followers. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well regardless of the outcome, which I'm predicting will be in Da' Bears favor, whenever there is something riding on the game it makes it that much better to watch. So what are you waiting for rep your team and let's make this football season a little more interesting. Oh and to all my fellow Chicago Bloggers or readers please go pay a visit to Mr. Chaps wonderful site and leave some comments about how bad his team is going to lose on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387673856613442946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SsTc09UaZYI/AAAAAAAACYI/MvcnJYPNj-0/s320/bearslions_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--C-Recks--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Driza Dre--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3609374789204754220-8532375850567076204?l=brosperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/8532375850567076204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3609374789204754220&amp;postID=8532375850567076204' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/8532375850567076204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/8532375850567076204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/2009/10/nfl-blog-challenge.html' title='NFL Blog Challenge'/><author><name>Brothers Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08169940009381213051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP3r19EgndI/AAAAAAAABWg/tqD-t7clvNY/S220/bros.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SsTdKr_M7YI/AAAAAAAACYQ/whsXuLPkupI/s72-c/NFL_logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3609374789204754220.post-1772865217577023526</id><published>2009-09-29T12:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T12:14:11.307-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tuesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='testimony'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anonymous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog talk radio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedroom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='t.i.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confession'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>Testimony Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SsIjLPU9J1I/AAAAAAAACXw/SJXR9WzF9lc/s1600-h/testimony.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386906780288493394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SsIjLPU9J1I/AAAAAAAACXw/SJXR9WzF9lc/s200/testimony.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So for those of you that have yet to listen to us on &lt;a href="http://thejadednyer.net/"&gt;The Jaded Nyer's &lt;/a&gt;blog radio show from last week, you have to take a listen to it. It was a very good show and it invoked a very good discussion amongst men and women. Here is the link for the show &lt;a href="http://www.blogtalkradio.com/thejadednyer/2009/09/22/Mars-Vs-Venus-Pt-1-Were-In-A-Realtionship-Now-What" target="new"&gt;"Mars Vs. Venus Part 2: We're In A Relationship...Now What?"&lt;/a&gt;. However, there was a particular part of the show where we were all discussing our pet peeves. Everyone was describing what their partner does or did that irks/irked the hell out of you in a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well a few days after the show aired an anonymous reader/listener left a comment &lt;a href="http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/2009/09/talk-to-me.html"&gt;on our blog post&lt;/a&gt;. They wanted to weigh in on the whole pet peeve situation and chose to reveal theirs to us and hopefully get our opinion on their comment. We rarely receive anonymous comments so this was sort of out of the blue to us. However, since the person chose to be anonymous we decided to go ahead and reply to her in a blog. So then that spawned a whole new blog segment we will be calling&lt;strong&gt; "Testimony Tuesday."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you have an anonymous Testimony or confession on any subject and want our opinions or that of our readers, please feel free to post an anonymous comment on our blog. It doesn't even have to be about you, it can even be a situation that someone you know is in and perhaps you just need a different perspective. Whatever the case go ahead and leave a comment or even send an email to &lt;a href="mailto:callmecrecks@gmail.com"&gt;callmecrecks@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt; and we'll make it a part of this new blog segment. All comments and emails will remain anonymous. Just keep in mind we may make light of the situation (because that's just what we do don't take offense), but in the end we'll try to give you some real, honest, and hopefully helpful advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So without further ado here is our first "Testimony Tuesday"...&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear brothers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been reading &amp;amp; following your blog anonymously 4 a while now &amp;amp; I've never left a comment until now. After checking out u guys on the blog talk radio show the other night I wanted to make a comment &amp;amp; hopefully get your honest opinions on something. First off it was a good show &amp;amp; much like your blog u kept it real. So keep up the good work but right now I'm hoping you'll keep it real wit me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the show when u were talking about pet peeves and what annoys u about your man/woman on the show I wanted 2 call in then but couldnt because my man was with me. I've been with my man 4 bout 2 1/2 years &amp;amp; we've been living together 4 the last 6months. While all is extremely well with our living together situation there is 1 thing he does that drives me nuts!!!! Now 2 some it may be petty but 2 me its become major.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My man is a bigger guy &amp;amp; he likes 2eat but I have no problems at all with his size itis perfectly fine wit me. But what I do have a problem with is 1 place he likes 2 eat &amp;amp; that's in the bed! And I don't mean in a sexual way! He literally will eat full meals snacks &amp;amp; deserts in the bed. I tried 2 deal with it but it got 2 a point I had 2 say something. Well that conversation didnt go over 2 well &amp;amp; it turned into a huge argument. The bottom line is that even after saying something he still continues 2 do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this man &amp;amp; feel he's the one 4 me but this is an extremely frustrating &amp;amp; aggravating habit of his &amp;amp; I dont know what 2 do 2 get him 2 quit it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please give me your honest opinion &amp;amp; please keep it 100% real as I'm at my witts end with this situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks in advance. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Anonymous--&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here is our reply and conversation about the comment done via messenger: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;C-Recks:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Well its needless to say she loves her man like a fat kid loves cake, but it seems he's definitely trying to have his cake and eat it in bed too. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**After a 1 hour pause**&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;CR:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; You get my response man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Driza Dre:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Damn man, my bad, must've had a weed flashback&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DD:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; So my man is leaving crumbs in the bed... Well I say be happy its only cookie crumbs. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;CR:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Lol. Clearly there are much worse problems in relationships. And although "he eats in bed and u not talking sexually" he's obviously handling his biz in that regard or she would've put him on blast even more! But my first instinct is to move the bed into the kitchen or dining room 1 day while he's gone and move the dining room table to the bedroom! Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;CR:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Or better yet start rationing out the &lt;strong&gt;P&lt;/strong&gt;. That'll always make a nigga straighten up. And by &lt;strong&gt;P &lt;/strong&gt;I don't mean &lt;strong&gt;P&lt;/strong&gt;udding or &lt;strong&gt;P&lt;/strong&gt;each Cobbler unless those are some of your freaky little nicknames for the &lt;strong&gt;P&lt;/strong&gt;. LoL. But for real every time he eats in bed put the &lt;strong&gt;P&lt;/strong&gt; on lock. Or if you're bold put a cake in the bed next to you in some sexy lingerie. Then tell him like that T.I. song and say he can have whichever he likes. Just be prepared that him and Betty Crocker may be creeping on the low and he may not choose you. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DD:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; While he and Betty might go back a lot further, ain't no real negro gone pass up the P for the sake of eating in the bed. While this issue may seem petty to him he's still gonna be smart enough to know that he can have his snacks elsewhere, and keep the bed for his ''goodies''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;CR:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Aight well in all seriousness I would say she definitely needs to talk to him about it again. I'm not sure in what manner she may have approached him the first time, but if he blew up over it then it somehow must've struck a nerve. Maybe he thought she was talking about or complaining of his weight. But clearly that's not an issue, as she expressed in her comment. So maybe she needs to reassure him of that and just let him know she just prefers to keep the bed free of food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DD:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Or at minimum, just stress that she'd at least like him to clean up after himself. I figure that though he still might not appreciate her coming at him, he may oblige her by trying to be neater&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;CR:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I'm just thinking there's gotta be a compromise here. But if not, it may be risky but put some bugs in the bed. If he sees that maybe he'll know eating in the bed is off limits. No one wants to eat with bugs nor sleep with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DD:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; That's &lt;strong&gt;REAL &lt;/strong&gt;extreme. If you gotta go that far, it may be time to get rid of him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;CR:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Yeah its extreme but she obviously loves the man but he may just be a little extra persuasion. That is if talking to him and compromising doesn't work. But I can't see him being absolutely unreceptive if she approaches him in a kind and truly concerned manner. Unless there is really a deeper issue that is not on the surface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DD:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; So you look at it like Bernie Mac: "they gotta learn, they gotta learn!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;CR:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Lol. Well if this was who wants to be a millionaire my final answer would be this: Try talking to him again and see why he got upset the last time the subject came up. Maybe its something deeper and he maybe felt you were attacking his weight. And from there just reassure him by letting him know the only issue is the eating in the bed not his weight. If that doesn't work then maybe &lt;strong&gt;extreme&lt;/strong&gt; is the answer. If nothing else extreme will get his attention at how serious the issue is to you. If you 2 have been together as long as you have and love each other as much as you say then I have no doubts that you will get past this. I predict he will compromise and the only eating in the bed won't leave any crumbs behind, at least we hope. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DD:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; As my brother discussed on the radio show, you have to pick your battles. Assess if the crumbs in bed is really that major. If it is, then you may need to take drastic measures to bring him around to your way of thinking. If its not that major, then approach the subject in a manner that's more of a suggestion than a Relationship death nail. And just maybe in the end, you'll be able to have your cake and eat it too. Lol&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well that's our take on it. Any readers that want to give any tips or helpful advice to Anonymous please leave your comments. And if you have a testimony please leave your anonymous post.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--DrizaDre--&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--C-Recks--&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3609374789204754220-1772865217577023526?l=brosperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/1772865217577023526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3609374789204754220&amp;postID=1772865217577023526' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/1772865217577023526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/1772865217577023526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/2009/09/testimony-tuesday.html' title='Testimony Tuesday'/><author><name>Brothers Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08169940009381213051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP3r19EgndI/AAAAAAAABWg/tqD-t7clvNY/S220/bros.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SsIjLPU9J1I/AAAAAAAACXw/SJXR9WzF9lc/s72-c/testimony.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3609374789204754220.post-3367577895537690908</id><published>2009-09-28T10:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T10:40:58.907-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='affion crockett'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='juelz santana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird al yankovic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='t-pain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chris brown'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jay-Z'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lil wayne'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kanye west'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='michael jackson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spoof'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drake'/><title type='text'>You Can't Handle the Spoof!</title><content type='html'>Ever since back in the mid and late 80's when Weird Al Yankovic was doing spoofs of Michael Jackson songs I've been been a fan of the spoof. I guess I feel as even though their only copying what someone else has done they're still being creative. To take what someone else has already written and then write your own version and flip it into something comical to me takes some talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I recently came across a new spoof of Jay-Z's "Run this Town" which I found was absolutely hilarious. Affion Crockett is a damn fool. So that then prompted me to go ahead and do a good ol' youtube search and see what other spoof videos are out there. Unfortunately, I didn't find as many as I hoped to. So this went from a top 10 blog to just 9 of the ones I found and my usual commentary. But it's Monday so I figure the least I can do today is give everyone a laugh. So enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Run This Town"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MTw5wZXunyU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MTw5wZXunyU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I stated Affion is a Damn Fool. The Chris Brown impression is beyond funny. And I swear if he don't look just like Kanye in this video. He got him down to a T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Duffle Bag Boy"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/o6ofeGf_qwU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/o6ofeGf_qwU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually found this a while ago and I cracked up as soon as I saw it. I wanted to use it for another blog but I never got around to it. But these guys were O.C. for doing this spoof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Chopped &amp;amp; Screwed"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/i0YGcdIEE0M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/i0YGcdIEE0M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to do a double take on this one because I thought it was actually T-Pain for a second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Best I Ever Had"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vaNzrwjnzHU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vaNzrwjnzHU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Affion's version of the Best I ever had is too much for me. LoL. And his portrayals of Drake and Weezy are too damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Best I Ever Had"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VxlNcDkVtiI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VxlNcDkVtiI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's another version of Best I ever had. I had to put this one too, even though I don't think this guy raps as good as Affion he looks just like Drake and his hand movements match Drakes to a T. LoL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Mr. Carter"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XXWIncZHPXQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XXWIncZHPXQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Affion Classic. Here he does his Weezy and Jay-Z impression. Wayne on Jay's Lap is hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden; WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTQxNDI5MzA3NTMmcHQ9MTI1NDE*Mjk3MzY2MCZwPTEwNzUxJmQ9YWZmaW9uY3JvY2tldHRsaWx3YXluZXNwb29mJmc9MSZvPTY*YzQ3ZTBlZjE*OTQ5OWM5MWM3N2FjMzFmYjc5ZGVjJm9mPTA=.gif" width="0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Black Republicans"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object id="flvPlayer" height="345" width="420" align="middle"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://imagecache.blastro.com/images/flashplayer/flvPlayer.swf?embed=true&amp;amp;site=www.blastro.com&amp;amp;filename=affioncrockettlilwaynespoof&amp;amp;id=9B733rF0YmdFsecvyxiv&amp;amp;level=0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;embed src="http://imagecache.blastro.com/images/flashplayer/flvPlayer.swf?embed=true&amp;site=www.blastro.com&amp;filename=affioncrockettlilwaynespoof&amp;id=9B733rF0YmdFsecvyxiv&amp;level=0" quality="high" bgcolor="#000000" width="420" height="345" name="flvPlayer" align="middle" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blastro.com/artists/artistpage/Affion+Crockett.html"&gt;Affion Crockett - Lil Wayne and Juelz Santana Spoof&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blastro.com/"&gt;Free Music Videos&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.blastro.com/"&gt;http://www.blastro.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LMAO @ this song/video. I'm a Juelz Fan but I swear if I wasn't watching this video and just heard the song I would think this was just a wack Juelz verse. I swear the way he's rapping is identical to Juelz especially when he repeats 3xs in a row. LoL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Bad"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed name="Metacafe_sy-336010675" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://www.metacafe.com/fplayer/sy-336010675/weird_al_yankovic_fat_official_music_video.swf" width="400" height="345" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/watch/sy-336010675/weird_al_yankovic_fat_official_music_video/"&gt;Weird Al Yankovic - Fat (Official Music Video)&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/"&gt;The best free videos are right here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's one of the Classic Weird Al, Michael Jackson Spoofs I was referring to in the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Beat It"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 2px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; BORDER-TOP: #000 2px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; BORDER-LEFT: #000 2px solid; WIDTH: 435px; PADDING-TOP: 3px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 2px solid"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="FONT: 10px tahoma; WIDTH: 100%; COLOR: #a9a9a9; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #000000; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #ccc" href="http://www.elyrics.net/song/w/weird-al-yankovic-lyrics.html" target="_blank"&gt;Weird Al Yankovic lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://xml.truveo.com/eb/i/1415660499/a/70a7dc249f1af3e321b3e0e9402c6b65/p/12" width="425" height="341" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="m=663782627&amp;amp;type=video"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="FONT: 12px tahoma; WIDTH: 100%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wiredseek.com/ringtones/?id=wvideo" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.videocure.com/images/vidplayer/videocure/vring.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #000" href="http://www.videocure.com/video/187980.html" target="_blank"&gt;Weird Al Yankovic-Eat It Video&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a style="COLOR: #000" href="http://www.videocure.com/music-videos/w/82b0465006cef32daa1ed310a76ae493.html" target="_blank"&gt;Weird Al Yankovic Music Videos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's another Weird Al cover of a Michael Jackson classic. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;If anyone has any other good spoofs please send them to me I love to laugh. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;--C-Recks--&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3609374789204754220-3367577895537690908?l=brosperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/3367577895537690908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3609374789204754220&amp;postID=3367577895537690908' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/3367577895537690908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/3367577895537690908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/2009/09/you-cant-handle-spoof.html' title='You Can&apos;t Handle the Spoof!'/><author><name>Brothers Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08169940009381213051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP3r19EgndI/AAAAAAAABWg/tqD-t7clvNY/S220/bros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3609374789204754220.post-2591154956277494481</id><published>2009-09-21T10:13:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T00:11:33.355-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mars vs venus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jaded Nyer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog talk radio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='radio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='radio show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>Talk To Me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sream0SdLrI/AAAAAAAACXo/4eNii3LHXPA/s1600-h/jadednyer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383941871206477490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sream0SdLrI/AAAAAAAACXo/4eNii3LHXPA/s400/jadednyer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's right ya'll despite having limited content on our blog now a days (We promise we'll do better), we are making some major moves. The brothers have been personally invited by fellow blogger &lt;a href="http://www.thejadednyer.net/"&gt;The Jaded NYer's &lt;/a&gt;to guest host her Blog Talk Radio show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The topic at hand is &lt;a href="http://www.blogtalkradio.com/thejadednyer/2009/09/22/Mars-Vs-Venus-Pt-1-Were-In-A-Realtionship-Now-What" target="new"&gt;"Mars Vs. Venus Part 2: We're In A Relationship...Now What?"&lt;/a&gt; This should make for a very interesting topic if conversation. Myself I've recently entered into a newer relationship, but as you all know I've been married before so I have a whole lot to share. And my brother well he brings over 15 years of an on again off again relationship experience to the table. No offense bro. LoL. The female guest host that will be trading jabs with us will be none other than fellow blogger &lt;a href="http://randomishnycsarcasm.blogspot.com/" target="new"&gt;The F$%k-It List&lt;/a&gt;. I will warn you that we've been studying last year's Mars Vs. Venus radio show like it was the game tape for the big game so we'll be prepared. LoL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But over all on some real The Jaded Nyer is very cool and down to earth and her blog and blog radio show are both very good. I've read and I've listened before and I don't endorse anything that I don't like unless I'm getting paid and I'm not so you can trust me on this. lol. But I invite all those that enjoy our blog and our view/perspective on love, life and relationships to tune in to the show tonight. The show begins at 10pm EST sharp. Feel free to click the link above naming the show or the link at the end of this post to go directly to the show. Or you can go to &lt;a href="http://thejadednyer.net/"&gt;thejadednyer.net &lt;/a&gt;'s page and be linked to the show from there. If you are a twitter friend of mines I'll be twittering the link as well. If you aren't a follower of mines you can follow me here &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/crecks"&gt;@crecks&lt;/a&gt;. But if you listen to the show you can either call in and make your comments or you can make comments via the chat room on the site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So again where will everyone be tonight at 10pm EST? Hopefully clicking the link below and listening in to the Jaded Nyer's Blog Talk Radio show tonight. And I've made consideration on starting us a blog talk radio show so if we get good feedback we may be coming to a blog talk radio show near you. LoL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogtalkradio.com/thejadednyer/2009/09/22/Mars-Vs-Venus-Pt-1-Were-In-A-Realtionship-Now-What" target="new"&gt;"Mars Vs. Venus Part 2: We're In A Relationship...Now What?"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Make sure you call in because I just heard there is even going to be give-a-way contest for the caller with the WORST &amp;amp; BEST BF/GF story; there will be 2 winners announced at 10:55worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The call in # is (718) 766-4011 I know damn well ya'll got some stories so make sure that you call in and tune in tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you missed the live version of the show shame on you! But you can still click on the link and listen to the show in its entirety. Leave your feedback and let us know what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--C-Recks--&lt;br /&gt;--Driza Dre--&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3609374789204754220-2591154956277494481?l=brosperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/2591154956277494481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3609374789204754220&amp;postID=2591154956277494481' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/2591154956277494481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/2591154956277494481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/2009/09/talk-to-me.html' title='Talk To Me!'/><author><name>Brothers Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08169940009381213051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP3r19EgndI/AAAAAAAABWg/tqD-t7clvNY/S220/bros.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sream0SdLrI/AAAAAAAACXo/4eNii3LHXPA/s72-c/jadednyer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3609374789204754220.post-4746167377186220243</id><published>2009-08-21T15:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T16:06:44.386-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jadakiss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cousin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='call'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='performance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rhyme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='write'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notorious Big'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aunt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drunk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Letter to Britt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/So71WvrMOII/AAAAAAAACWw/3SEcD9nzJEY/s1600-h/britt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372501176603129986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/So71WvrMOII/AAAAAAAACWw/3SEcD9nzJEY/s200/britt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What you're about to read is something I wrote probably 4-5 months ago. Unfortunately, one of my cousins was convicted of a crime and went to jail. Well upon hearing he was actually going in I knew that it was going to be hard on the family. The night before he had to turn himself in (the end of last year) me, my bro, my girl (best friend then), and my cuzz all kicked it out. Well needless to say I ended up way gone off alcohol that night as did he. I remember waking up to a call from him. After saying hello he simply stated "Yous an Asshole you know that." LoL. Apparently I was the cause of him getting fucked up. LoL. Oh what a memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately my communication with my cuzz has been damn near nothing since that morning. I somehow expected that it would slim though. I know you're probably thinking you can always write him. Well unfortunately, I knew that me being able to sit and write him would be a difficult thing to do. As many blogs, poems, and songs as I write you'd think sitting and penning a few paragraphs to my cuzz would be easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I will admit that it has been even harder than I expected. I definitely felt bad about it, yet still couldn't get through enough lines to write a letter. However, I knew he was doing okay as he called and checked in with him mom and even my brother fairly often. Well a few weeks ago I got a call from a blocked phone #. Normally I would disregard such a call, but I was expecting an important call so I answered. I was too shocked when I heard it was my cuzz calling me from jail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I heard the voice on the other end he sounded his normal silly, jovial, and positive self. Of course I apologized for not writing. But he definitely understood. He actually stated that his mom had been printing out our blogs here and sending them to him. That made me happy that even though I hadn't written, he was still in touch with some of what had been going on via our blog. Well after that conversation I decided to dig out what you're about to read below. Although I hadn't written him a letter I used my other talent and wrote him a song. My intentions when I wrote it some months back were to do a youtube video and actually perform this song. I never got around to doing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for your reading pleasure you can envision me reciting these words below. I wrote it using the "Letter to B.I.G." beat that Jadakiss used. I know everyone was doing their own version of this song back then, so this was my version. The video is below. I would have preferred to have just the instrumental playing while you read but I was unable to find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So without further ado, here it is ya'll my "Letter to Britt."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fBg1yThqZ7c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fBg1yThqZ7c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a few months you're probably wondering why I haven't wrote yet/ the truth is/ its no excuse/ I just can't focus/ to think of you being locked down just messes with my mental/ so I scribble/ a couple lines and just put down my pencil/ to explain how much I miss you/ was just hard to do/ easiest way was to sit and write these bars for you/ you behind bars its true/ but I still reminisce about/ the night before you turned yourself in and how we kicked it out/ I drank away the pain I didn't wanna see you go/ my younger cuzz man I used to watch and see you grow/ now you all grown up doing things like a man do/ got caught up in some shit life don't go the way we planned to/ too...just gotta handle what they hand you/ you know the court system they just tryna make examples/ outta young black youth/ the truth is hard to swallow/ too many dead or in jail no one is promised tomorrow/ my motto/ to keep it movin despite circumstances/ we all make mistakes but deserve second chances/ so when we get out/ just take a different route/ so much going on in the world I hate you missing out/ your baby girl getting bigger with every day that pass/ I know you gotta make that cash/ but I pray that's past/ future's yet to be determined they say life's what you make it/ anxious/ for your release but just gotta stay patient/ mean while just keep your head high/ aimed to the sky/ I wipe away your moms tears but I'm too gangsta to cry/ while you facing your time/ try to focus on God/ think of life as a poker game no folding the cards/ knowing its hard/ and I still can't believe myself/ you get out I got your back if you need my help/ this letter is heart felt/ I hope it reach you well/ I pray your time flies by and you find peace in jail/ when you read this mail/ know that when you get home/ celebration on/ got them bottles of patron/ ain't been long/ but it feels like forever to me/ and if you been through this storm then try to weather with me/ whether it be/ just a few months/ or a life sentence/ we all just tryna see through the dark like night vision/ in an instant/ dark nights change to bright days/ when christ came/ we all noticed how your life changed/ its quite strange/ I'm sure it made you a better man/ cuz what you going through man/ I know that I never can/ as the sands of time pass through the hour glass/ know the future ain't always defined by our past!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love You cuzz, can't wait to see you come November!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3609374789204754220-4746167377186220243?l=brosperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/4746167377186220243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3609374789204754220&amp;postID=4746167377186220243' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/4746167377186220243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/4746167377186220243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/2009/08/letter-to-britt.html' title='Letter to Britt'/><author><name>Brothers Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08169940009381213051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP3r19EgndI/AAAAAAAABWg/tqD-t7clvNY/S220/bros.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/So71WvrMOII/AAAAAAAACWw/3SEcD9nzJEY/s72-c/britt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3609374789204754220.post-265478055128902986</id><published>2009-08-11T16:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T16:58:18.952-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goodie mob'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pay for performance tax'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ignorant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sambo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dumb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rapper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dancing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='radio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ridiculous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hip hop'/><title type='text'>Don't Save the Last Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SoHeCNhr4LI/AAAAAAAACWo/yrzlctQWzKg/s1600-h/sambo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368816360374395058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 166px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SoHeCNhr4LI/AAAAAAAACWo/yrzlctQWzKg/s200/sambo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"People don't dance no mo' all they do is this..." Goodie Mob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Not sure if Goodie Mob was trying to be prophetic in their statement they made in those lyrics back in 1998, but it seems they were right. I will forewarn you that if you watch the videos on this particular blog that it may take away minutes of your life that you can't get back. I unfortunately was subjected to hours I can't get back while searching for these vidoes. So just know I took one for the team on this one. lol. Also, I apologize in advance if this is a bit long winded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as we all know the majority of music (especially rap) these days sucks. And when I say sucks I mean sucks like a vacuum, on a hoe stroll, standing next to a black hole. Sorry for the visual, but I'm sure you got my point now. I just doubt this is what our fore-fathers in hip-hop had in mind 30 years ago when they thought about where the craft would be in the future. This is precisely why I don't like to listen to the radio. The few times I have tuned in as of late, I often hear the ads requesting the citizens to help keep the radio free. They encourage us to call or write our local congressmen about the pay for performance tax. I don't know all the issues regarding the tax, but to be honest I could care less. The radio rarely plays anything I like to hear, so if they have to pay to play that crap then that's what they get for playing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So keeping on the topic of (C)Rap music I must admit that I can sometimes barely tolerate most of what falls into this category. But there is a particular trend in rap music that I have zero tolerance for. I'm sure from the title of this blog and my opening quote you realize that it's those Goddamn Dance songs! You just don't know how bad they irk the hell out of me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you that perhaps like these songs or just don't see my point may be asking yourself but why? Why don't you like them? Well it's simple first off the songs to me are just that...SIMPLE. It sounds like my 5 year old son wrote these lyrics using nursery rhymes as reference. As a rapper I find them highly insulting. Second, upon hearing them and not even seeing the dance I can visualize how stupid the dances look. Lastly, it's just another dumb ass trend. It's monkey see monkey do. So and so wrote a dance song so let me do the same. It's no different than when every rapper was a rock star and made rock songs, or when everyone wanted to rap fast. It's all the same. It simply boils down to No originality!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when I began to write this blog I figured I can't just go in on the dance songs when most of them I have yet to see. Let me give them the benefit of the doubt. Maybe I spoke too soon and could perhaps adopt some of these new dance moves the next time I hit the dance floor. Well good people, here come the minutes of your life you won't get back. Sorry to say. I spent hours watching this crap and finding these videos so I hope you enjoy the Uncle Tom Foolery you're about to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stanky Leg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lNW7QdM2Kw8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lNW7QdM2Kw8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first heard this crap I cringed then I pictured what the dance would be in my head. Well when I finally saw this video my suspicions were confirmed. Just down right ridiculous. Ugh! Not stopping with the success of their first dance song. The follow up single by the GS Boyz is "Booty Dew." Feel free to look that one up yourself if you want to see how it's done. The videos I found may be a little too racy for some viewers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Swag Surfin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/U8VjJtSMZ-M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/U8VjJtSMZ-M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now when I first heard this song I was down in ATL back in May. I liked the beat and it was semi-catchy. Well by the time it came to Chicago Radio they of course played it out. And when I heard it was a dance song it immediately went on my do not play list. I get it the motions of the dance mimic what a surfer would do. But it still looks stupid. No thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chicken Wang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/j_dLulEo6b4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/j_dLulEo6b4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm almost sad to say the originator of this song is from Chicago. I love my city and try to rep the fellow artists from Chi. But I would be lying if I didn't say Chicago puts out a lot of garbage music. Not to mention we try to be like everyone else, so knowing that, this song is not a huge surprise. But watch as this guy demonstrates this dance. The bird flap are you for real? I mean Harold's Chicken (As seen in the video is good chicken but not good enough to make up a damn dance too. I'm mad this grown ass man doesn't even realize how dumb he looks! Damn Shame! Then he mentioned another dance soon to come "The George Jefferson." Oh lord please no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bird Walk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/22dBnlg1JyU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/22dBnlg1JyU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally can't stand Soldier boy so it's no wonder I didn't like this one either. But after the success of the Soldier Boy you should've known he'd be coming with another dance. This looks just as stupid as the first one to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Soldier Boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5pGJCkCDK5A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5pGJCkCDK5A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to say this one started it all but it was definitely one of the more popular dances. I recall first hearing of Soldier Boy some years ago from one of my younger cousins. I heard him playing the song from his phone and doing this dumb ass dance. I just laughed at him and thought to myself there's no way a song or dance like that could ever become popular. Well lo and behold 2 years later I eat my words about the popularity. But I don't change my opinion it's still a stupid dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ricky Bobby&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZIiTZe6BWRk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZIiTZe6BWRk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never seen the movie Talladega Nights before, but apparently this dance is based on the lead character in that movie Ricky Bobby (played by Will Farrell). Perhaps if I saw the movie I would understand the meaning behind the dance more. But I didn't have another 2 hours to spend watching a dumb movie to figure out a dumb dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Walk it out&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uXeaG3x7WWY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uXeaG3x7WWY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing about this song to me was the re-mix with Andre 3000. Besides that thee song was crap. The dance is just about the same if you ask me. But I guess it's not as bad as some of the more recent ones. I know DJ Unk also did the song "2-Step." But I was unable to find anything depicting that particular dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Jerk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mRTlvLVMOVs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mRTlvLVMOVs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay when I watched this video I first thought wasn't that the "Kid n' Play" dance they just did at the beginning? Then I thought was this nigga pretending to jump an imaginary rope backwards? Wtf is this the actual dance? They look like fake break dancers in pants that are way tighter than any man should ever wear. The Jerk? Yeah that's the perfect name for what they look like doing this dance. I'm good on this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Halle Berry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KvPwKDW6Stg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KvPwKDW6Stg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first heard the song I figured well it's Hurricane Cris so typical crap he put out before. I mean I think Halle Berry is fine too (top notch), but she gets her own song? Well I had no clue until doing research for this blog that there was a damn dance to the song. The video is from the Ellen Show and has Halle Berry talking about the song/dance and doing it as well. Halle Berry and any other woman can do this dance all day. She looks good doing it. But no grown ass man should be doing this dance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Roll Your Neck&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="374" width="448"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.worldstarhiphop.com/videos/e/16711680/wshhuOL190OwLg6GqKNk"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.worldstarhiphop.com/videos/e/16711680/wshhuOL190OwLg6GqKNk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="448" height="374"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as indicated on the last dance and most of these dances I'll say it again "No grown ass man should be doing this dance." With that said I bring you a new dance that has yet to hit the national market yet according to the video. It's called roll your neck. Well it's self explanatory. The guys doing it in this video may as well change the name of the dance to "out the closet." Fuckouttahere with this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lean with it Rock with it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tPTG5nGzwEg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tPTG5nGzwEg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again we go back a couple years and see how the dance song craze began. We all remember the lean with it rock. Then Lil' Jon came with snap ya fingaz, which was just another variation of the same dance if you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shoulder Lean&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7rKfPW9Vayk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7rKfPW9Vayk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the thug version of the dance song. I guess Dro and T.I. were a little too hood to come up with a corny dance song. So they came up with the shoulder lean. I know gangstas don't dance but it's okay to do the shoulder lean. If you say so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chicken noodle soup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0AC1NtwpzFs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0AC1NtwpzFs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This I song to me was horrible. I'm not from Harlem nor have ever been. But I guess it was a big thing out there. So of course someone had to come up with a song for the dance. So here we have the chicken noodle soup dance. I still don't know why it's called that. Campbells makes some good soup, but I don't know if that necessarily warrants a song and dance. But then again who am I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Harlem Shake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ysgm28Zzxo0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ysgm28Zzxo0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blame Puffy (or Diddy as some call him) for bringing this dance to the forefront. Honestly, this could've stayed in Harlem. However, after he had the little kids doing this dance in the "Let's Get It" video. Everyone was doing it. Again, as evidenced in the video grown men should never have been doing this dance. The comedian "smokey" described this dance best. It looks like what happens to a crack head after they hit the pipe. LoL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crip Walk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y6OliSRRrGg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y6OliSRRrGg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No disrespect to anyone's gang or anything but again I didn't know that gangstas danced. I'm not sure which crip invented the crip walk, but I guess he made it cool for them to dance. Since then it's become more mainstream and everyone from lil' Bow Wow were doing it. But I people like Xzibit, and Snoop made songs about getting your walk on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tootsie Roll&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jbxi9hxctk8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jbxi9hxctk8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's take it back to what like 94? The 69 Boyz were some of the originators and came up with this song and dance for what they called the Tootsie Roll. They took another popular dance "The Butterfly" and created their own variation called the "Tootsie Roll." I'm still not sure why it was called this, but I'm sure the Tootsie brand saw an increase in their sales over the 2 year span this song and dance were popular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Humpty Dance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cj9_yW8tZxs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cj9_yW8tZxs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ask me Shock G was a mogul in the making back in the early 90's. He already rapped as himself in the group Digital Underground. But then he thought of the bright idea to create an alter Ego named Humpty Hump. Humpty was supposed to be Shock's cousin who got his nose burned and wore the humpty nose/glasses because of that. Humpty also rapped. Many didn't know shock and hump were one in the same person. He then went on to make a song and dance called the humpty hump. He was one of the originators of the dance song. It's funny I've heard this song and seen the video hundreds of times, and he even breaks it down in a verse. However, I still don't know how the dance is done.&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm sure I left out plenty of dances and songs. But the bottom line is that its a trend in rap music that will soon be played out and we'll be on to something new. I'm not hating on them I just don't like them. They have no substance and are all stupid looking. I'm not a big dancer anyways and even if I was these wouldn't appeal to me one bit. Also, I don't go to clubs that often, but the next time I do I won't be participating when these songs come on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I will proposition any choreographers out there to hit me up. &lt;a href="mailto:callmecrecks@gmail.com"&gt;callmecrecks@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/crecks"&gt;@crecks on twitter&lt;/a&gt;. Let's come up with a stupid dance move and make a song out of it. You do the dance I'll write and produce the song. We can do it, it can't be that hard. Wait! I already got one! The "Hula Hoop." I can hear the hook for the song now. "Do the hula hoop, do the hula hoop, work them hips 'round like you would a hula hoop. Girl do the hula hoop, do the hula hoop, you can do it too, girl, don't think you too cute!!" The dance moves can mimic something like you would do while playing with a hula hoop. LoL. I'm clowing but I swear I'll write this shit. It would be a ghost written song however for MC Sambo or whoever I could find to be the artist. But I would gladly take the royalty checks for writing it. Matter of fact I'm going to copyright the lyrics today for all you biters out there. LoL. That's it ya'll sorry it was so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--C-Recks--&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3609374789204754220-265478055128902986?l=brosperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/265478055128902986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3609374789204754220&amp;postID=265478055128902986' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/265478055128902986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/265478055128902986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/2009/08/dont-save-last-dance.html' title='Don&apos;t Save the Last Dance'/><author><name>Brothers Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08169940009381213051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP3r19EgndI/AAAAAAAABWg/tqD-t7clvNY/S220/bros.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SoHeCNhr4LI/AAAAAAAACWo/yrzlctQWzKg/s72-c/sambo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3609374789204754220.post-8432167784147241500</id><published>2009-08-06T11:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T11:09:01.024-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vietnam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memorial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daughter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='barber'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='barber shop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='killed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='son'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandfather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funeral'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gun'/><title type='text'>Life After Death</title><content type='html'>"It sounded like Vietnam man."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I nor him had ever been in the Vietnam war; However, as he described the story it was reminiscent of stories told to me by my Grandfather who actually had been in the Vietnam war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat there listening intently. I was in awe at the words coming out of his mouth. A lump formed in my throat that I couldn't even begin to attempt to swallow away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Man we kicked it out at club Ruby that night. We didn't get into it with anyone it was all good we had a good time. After the club we went to Maxwell's right off of the E-way. It was six of us in the van. As we're riding along I barely had 2 bites of my polish when bam!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They began to shoot up the van. "Man it sounded like Vietnam."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They shot over 20 times into the van. Elliot got hit 6 times. Then one of our other guys in the back seat also got hit once. We didn't see anything. It all happen so fast. The craziest part is that I was in the passenger seat. But after leaving the club I was cold and the driver had the air blasting so I was trying to change seats with someone in the back. But no one would switch with me. They even joked around and even threw me a blanket up to the passenger seat. So I could've easily been in that back seat as well."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The only explanation the police could come up with was that it may have been some type of gang initiation. We were in a Hispanic neighborhood and you know those Mexican gangs you have to kill someone to be initiated."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only response I could muster was man that's crazy. I mentioned it was so hard to imagine and I had just seen him the week before in the barber shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Man I cut with him every day and have worked with him in different shops for 10 years, so imagine how it is for me. I still can't believe it. It still hasn't even hit me yet."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The subject then turned to his daughter. "Her 5th B-day was yesterday. I stopped by and dropped something off for her, but it just wasn't the same man." I replied "She's the same age as my son and also starting kindergarten next month." He replied back "Man my daughter is only a few years older. So that could easily be me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;As he said that I looked over at Elliot's old barber booth station. I noticed his barber chair was gone. However, they had created a make shift memorial in his honor. They had pictures up along with his obituary and flowers. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Of course still saddened by his loss. Seeing the memorial some how gave me a bit of comfort. I felt like it was great to honor his memory in that way. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you read my last blog entry "&lt;a href="http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/2009/07/senseless.html"&gt;Senseless&lt;/a&gt;" I talked about the tragic death of someone I knew Elliot Thompson, that was shot and killed a few weeks ago. The above story is recounted by someone that was there in the vehicle that he was shot in. Well a week prior to hearing the actual story I attended his funeral. Like all funerals this one was definitely a sad one. But for a few reasons this was sadder than most. Perhaps it was because he was still so young (only 31 years of age). Or perhaps it was because he was a young father (his daughter would be 5 this month and starting kindergarten next month). But when I think about it I think that what hit me most was the fact that I have seen myself in his place... &lt;/p&gt;Let me explain what I mean when I state this. I am in no way a person that always discusses death. In fact, I don't even fear death. I realize it is something that will eventually happen and nothing I can do will prevent it when it's my time. So in my expect the worse hope for the best mentality, I simply hope and pray I stick around long enough to accomplish a few more things and see all those I love do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, when I think about death and really get around to answering the question of how and when I think I may kick the bucket, (buy the farm, push up daisies, meet my maker, give up the ghost or whatever death idiom you prefer), its pretty specific. Now I know you shouldn't speak n certain things because of the chance of speaking them into existence. However, as I stated and as we all know death is something that is unavoidable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to be real this incident that killed him was something that could have happened to anyone that was driving in that area at that particular time. I for whatever reason see myself going out in a sad unexpected manner such as this. Nothing that I provoked, nothing that I was doing reckless, nothing that was anticipated and I knew was bound to happen. However, I think it would/will be something swift and totally unexpected that will happen much before my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say all that to say that today is barely promised and tomorrow is out of the question. It's a blessing of God that I'm sitting here typing these words. And if I'm here tomorrow to be able to do the same it's even more of a blessing. Life is precious. I enjoy living every single day I get to do so. Although I may see myself going out sudden and perhaps tragically, I pray God has a bigger plan for me, which includes living a long time and seeing my son (and/or future kids) and grand kids grow up and live their lives as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it's sad that some don't see just how precious lif is and will do things such as take  another life. They don't even see how far past the person they're killing it affects. That's someone's father, mother, brother, sister, son, daughter, niece, nephew, grandmother, grandfather, grandchild, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason it took me a good while to finally finish writing this blog as it stayed in draft for over a week. Sorry if it's all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all I can say is embrace those you love and Live life. There are no guarantees in life except...Death.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3609374789204754220-8432167784147241500?l=brosperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/8432167784147241500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3609374789204754220&amp;postID=8432167784147241500' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/8432167784147241500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/8432167784147241500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/2009/08/life-after-death.html' title='Life After Death'/><author><name>Brothers Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08169940009381213051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP3r19EgndI/AAAAAAAABWg/tqD-t7clvNY/S220/bros.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3609374789204754220.post-3090401637839003074</id><published>2009-07-23T09:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T10:41:07.596-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='album'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jay-Z'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rap'/><title type='text'>My Life According to: Jay-Z</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SmiEJMHp9lI/AAAAAAAACWg/WDVM4ChnZKA/s1600-h/mylife.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361680649791600210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SmiEJMHp9lI/AAAAAAAACWg/WDVM4ChnZKA/s200/mylife.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So anyone that knows me they know I will quote a rap song lyric in a heart beat. I feel like in life (mines at least) there is a rap lyric to fit almost any and every situation I find myself in. Don't believe me? Try me. For instance, take say... my son's birth. Instantly the lyric "I resurrect through the birth of my son and live again." Tragedy from T.O.N.Y. by CNN. Going to get my hair cut. "Hair parted with a barber's preciseness." Nas Got yourself a Gun. And finally I'm hungry thinking about lunch time "Ya'll Niggaz lunchin punchin a clock." Jay-Z Can't Knock the Hustle. Basically you get what I'm saying. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That being said when&lt;a href="http://shesoflyy.blogspot.com/"&gt; Muze &lt;/a&gt;sent me this note entitled "My Life According to Stevie Wonder via Facebook I was intrigued. After reading hers I couldn't wait to do my own. And I'm definitely not "Jockin' Jay-Z," but I had to choose someone with a vast collection of albums and songs. Plus I probably quote Jay-Z more than anyone, so he was an obvious choice. But don't take it all literally because I had to choose a song for every one. Oh and I'm not tagging anyone like the instructions read. But anyone that wants to do this feel free to do so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;So here we go this is &lt;strong&gt;"My Life According to Jay-Z"&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It aint for everybody... (&lt;strong&gt;Jay-Z Voice&lt;/strong&gt;)... LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361675165392786178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Smh_J9JFUwI/AAAAAAAACWY/tFn7a1ODAmY/s320/jayz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Instructions:&lt;/strong&gt; Using only song names from ONE ARTIST, cleverly answer these questions. Pass it on to 12 people you like and include me. You can't use the band I used. Try not to repeat a song title. It's a lot harder than you think! Repost as "My Life According to (BAND NAME)"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pick Your Artist:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Jay-Z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are you a male or female?:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Dope Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Describe yourself:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Real Niggaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How do you feel:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;U Don't Know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Describe where you currently live:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The City is Mine / Heart of the City&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you could go anywhere, where would you go:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;All Around the World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your favorite form of transportation:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Ride or Die / Do u Wanna Ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your best friend is:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(Always Be My) Sunshine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your favorite color is:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Blueprint / Black Album &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What's the weather like:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;It's Hot (Some Like It Hot)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorite time of the day:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Anything &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If your life was a TV show, what would it be called:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;In my Life Time Vol. 1 / Moment of Clarity / Some how Some way / The Ruler's Back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is life to you:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;99 Problems / Hard Knock Life&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your relationships:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Girls, Girls, Girls / You Must Love Me / I know What Girls Like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your fear:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Oh My God / D'Evils / Lucifer / If I Should Die&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is the best advice you have to give:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Some People Hate&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you could change your name, you would change it to:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Never Change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thought for the Day:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I did it my Way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How I would like to die:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;F**k All Nite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My soul's present condition:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;It's Alright / All I Need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Motto:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Money Aint A Thang / What More Can I Say / Can't Knock the Hustle / Show Me What You Got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;--C-Recks-- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3609374789204754220-3090401637839003074?l=brosperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/3090401637839003074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3609374789204754220&amp;postID=3090401637839003074' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/3090401637839003074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/3090401637839003074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-life-according-to-jay-z.html' title='My Life According to: Jay-Z'/><author><name>Brothers Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08169940009381213051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP3r19EgndI/AAAAAAAABWg/tqD-t7clvNY/S220/bros.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SmiEJMHp9lI/AAAAAAAACWg/WDVM4ChnZKA/s72-c/mylife.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3609374789204754220.post-4193048490542717794</id><published>2009-07-15T08:47:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T11:45:08.934-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='violence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='barber'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='barber shop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='killed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ice Cube'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tragic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friend'/><title type='text'>Senseless</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sl4FsLQ6ZMI/AAAAAAAACWQ/FTn0BnPBw5k/s1600-h/rip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358726863113577666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sl4FsLQ6ZMI/AAAAAAAACWQ/FTn0BnPBw5k/s200/rip.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So as I'm sitting at work yesterday and checking out Facebook I happen to notice a couple of old High School people's status messages. They both referred to the death of someone we went to school with. Elliot Thompson. The first name was a name that I knew, but it also could have referred to a couple different people. The last name I had no clue of so I was at a loss as to who they were referring to. So I inquired from one of the individuals as to who they were referring to and what happen. When the girl responded she gave his name and said that he was shot and killed. I told her that the last name didn't ring a bell although I knew of more than one Elliot from high school. She then replied with a description saying he was a barber at a particular barber shop. I replied back that it can't be the same person I'm thinking of and expressed my condolences for his loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the person I had in mind had the same first name (I couldn't recall his last name) and was also a barber, it was not at the barber shop she mentioned. She replied back that it was indeed the same person and to go to another high school person's Facebook page and he had a picture of him up on his page. Well when I finally got around to checking out the picture it was after work hours. As I'm looking at the picture on my phone. It hit me! Damn That's E.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went home after that and found the &lt;a href="http://www.chicagobreakingnews.com/2009/07/1-killed-1-wounded-in-east-pilsen-shooting.html"&gt;news story online here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course like any death of someone you know it causes you to reflect on the person and memories of the person. Well to be honest Elliot was not even a friend of mines back in high school. I knew who he was and would see him. But we didn't speak and I didn't have any classes with him. Elliot was a couple years older than me and in fact he actually graduated in my brother's class in 1996. After high school he became a barber. In high school believe it or not I had braids. But towards the end of high school I cut off all my hair and began getting hair cuts. Well I was first going to a particular barber at the shop I was at. That was until one day that barber wasn't there and that's when I saw Elliot. Or E-Ness as we referred to him as. I didn't even know he cut hair. But I went to him to get my hair cut and began going to him regularly after that. I believe he even cut my hair for like my prom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well for whatever reason I started using a different barber after a while and eventually found myself having my hair cut with the present barber I have now. I've been going to the same barber I have now for probably 8 or 9 years now. My barber has changed shops quite often and of course I would just follow him and go to wherever he was cutting at. From time to time he would relocate to a shop where Elliot was cutting at as well. I would of course say what's up to E and chat with him etc. A couple of years ago my barber had a party at his place and invited everyone in the shop. Of course Elliot was there. I recall kicking it hard that night with him especially. Well eventually my barber changed shops again and then at the end of last year my barber opened his own shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a great deal as I had seen my barber grinding going shop to shop and he definitely deserved to have his own. Needless to say that slow but surely many of the other barbers he cut with back in other shops began coming over to his shop. Probably a few months ago I went in for a cut and I saw Elliot. To be honest I probably hadn't really seen him since the party a couple of years ago. We hollered for a minute and were asking about each other and what was going on in each others lives. We both spoke about our kids and I remember that he spoke proudly about his daughter and I about my son. Ever since then when I would go to the shop I would see E and say what's up and holla at him for a sec just to see what's good. When I went to get my hair cut this past Thursday prior to going out of town for the weekend I saw Elliot. He was chilling sitting in his chair on his laptop like I often saw him doing. After my cut I walked past him and said what's up and we shook up. Who knew that would be the last time I would shake his hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So although I didn't kick it with E often or holla at him outside of the barber shop he was still someone I considered a friend and to be cool with. His death is tragic and very sad. I think about his daughter that is most likely around my son's age and it saddens me even more. Gun violence is so rampant in the city. But when you see and hear about it as tragic as it is we still are distant from it. However, when it hits home it really hits home. It's just such a shame that a young man (age 31), a father has been taken away and most likely over some nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to sound preachy and we all hear this often. But its true no one is promised tomorrow. The friend or family member you see today can not be here next week. So embrace your loved ones and friends while you still have them amongst you. As Ice Cube said in his song Dead Homiez "Cuz nobody really ever know, when it's gonna be they family on the front row." Real Talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P. Elliot Thompson aka E-Ness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--C-Recks--&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3609374789204754220-4193048490542717794?l=brosperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/4193048490542717794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3609374789204754220&amp;postID=4193048490542717794' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/4193048490542717794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/4193048490542717794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/2009/07/senseless.html' title='Senseless'/><author><name>Brothers Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08169940009381213051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP3r19EgndI/AAAAAAAABWg/tqD-t7clvNY/S220/bros.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sl4FsLQ6ZMI/AAAAAAAACWQ/FTn0BnPBw5k/s72-c/rip.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3609374789204754220.post-4242916470586571891</id><published>2009-07-08T12:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T12:17:55.597-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chicago'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shaq'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stripper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stanky leg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snacks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jessica simpson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lebron James'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Red Eye'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caption'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dancing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jay-Z'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notorious Big'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ryan seacrest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cash money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viagara'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='patron'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jokes'/><title type='text'>Closed Captions</title><content type='html'>So I've been reading a local paper here in Chicago called The Red Eye a lot lately and they have this segment in there called Captions. Basically they put a picture up and you can text in a caption for the picture. If it's what they consider the best one then they feature it in the next day's issue along with your name. Well by chance a couple of weeks ago one of my captions actually was chosen. The image is below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355864376937576306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SlPaRjSId3I/AAAAAAAACVo/rq9m-y2P1dY/s320/1247006250019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; You may have to click on it to read clearly. But basically it's a pic of Ryan Seacrest with his hands in his pocket on what looks like a red carpet. My caption read: "I would take my hands out of my pockets but I didn't get my manicure this morning." Then my name is to the right of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I thought it would be fun to do something similar on this blog. I'll see what types of random and hopefully funny pics I can find online. Then I will see what kind of caption I can come up with for each. Don't worry I'll try to keep it clean for the most part or maybe not. LoL. Also, I usually come off the top of the head so I can't guarantee the captions will be 100% funny. But I've been told that I tend to crack myself up and laugh at my own jokes often. So if nothing else this will be entertaining to me. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Alright Here we go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355763628222236290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SlN-pNEkxoI/AAAAAAAACUg/7wREiywDH-8/s320/pkid.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I know I'm a bit new to this going down town thing. I mean I've heard of eating pussy but no one ever told me it would eat you back!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355763625913019154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SlN-pEeA6xI/AAAAAAAACUY/VeLTzT4BdFQ/s320/elephant.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Shaq: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Sorry Lebron I put on a little weight over the off season. But we can still make a run for the title this season. Look I can finally knock down my Free throws!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355763619946452466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SlN-ouPeVfI/AAAAAAAACUI/qyq5sJbiW00/s320/upskirt.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;No one really knew that Notorious B.I.G. believed in Hinduism. Well he was reincarnated into this deer, but he's still spitting his same lyrics "Big is lookin to hurt what's under that skirt!!" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355763624013482978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SlN-o9ZIS-I/AAAAAAAACUQ/GmpHCy0cStE/s320/viagara.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Before I started taking Viagara I was only able to make women rise using magic. But now when the time is right I can rise to the occasion as well." ;-)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355783731434853394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SlOQ7XX9lBI/AAAAAAAACUo/V8poNq-X3Mk/s320/chickmagnet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Girl:&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; **Reading Cue Card in obvious reading voice** You may not believe it, but it is true, if it was not for his shirt I wouldn't have been attracted to him."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355783741265843570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SlOQ77_2lXI/AAAAAAAACU4/nKqRu04sp_g/s320/calling.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Dammit grandma stop being a light weight. This is the last time I take shots of Patron with you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355783750569240786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SlOQ8ep9KNI/AAAAAAAACVI/7POtIYiEG1Y/s320/funny_wedding_00.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Hey dude remember that stripper from the bachelor party last night wearing the mask? Look at your bride's tongue ring. Doesn't it terribly look familiar?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355783737039281186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SlOQ7sQKXCI/AAAAAAAACUw/kapXkMA2Q80/s320/sailors.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Guy Pointing:"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Damn homie you see the ass on shorty right there she thick as hell!?!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Last guy on right:&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Nigga put on your glasses that's Olive Oil!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355783745795653698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SlOQ8M32AEI/AAAAAAAACVA/YDi7P2kA2RQ/s320/dancing.bmp" border="0" /&gt;Guy: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I know you can't wait to get me home can you?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Girl: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;**Laughs** "Have you ever hear that how a man dances is similar to how he performs in bed?" **Shrugs** "Good thing I have a vibrator." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355833689462567042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SlO-XTh8cII/AAAAAAAACVQ/rlv7sNQRi5E/s320/vending.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Damn weed has me with the munchies and I only had enough money for 5 bags of snacks. But if I throw this book hard enough at the vending machine glass it may break and I can get more."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355833704788045922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SlO-YMn0sGI/AAAAAAAACVg/iTjPTGTW_yo/s320/ipod.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Thanks girls for adding more songs to my I-Tunes for me. This new shit by Jigga is off the Heazy for Sheezy! Nah Nah Nah Nah, Hey Hey Hey Goodbye!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355833691751906274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SlO-XcDw--I/AAAAAAAACVY/oCRbP0zqWRA/s320/runway.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I should've known not to trust her hating ass. How the hell did I let her convince me to do the Stanky Leg down a runway anyways?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355912747289009458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SlQGRE4l3TI/AAAAAAAACVw/njYJB7XqS-E/s320/pump.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Not only do I use this to take the whole family's blood pressure. But truth be told this thing doubles as a penis pump for your dad."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356132486921103602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 219px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SlTOHmzcqPI/AAAAAAAACWA/vissMvrRuZ8/s320/jesssimpson.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"She's not quite Jessica Simpson in Dukes of Hazard. But hell, she's close enough. Besides at my age I don't get too many of these opportunities."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356132497755372066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SlTOIPKieiI/AAAAAAAACWI/awdvqOAuq2U/s320/birdman.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Man:&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; **Does Bird call** "What Happen to that Boy?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Woman:&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; "Honey let's go! I told you that no matter how many times you do that stupid bird call you will not be ballin like Baby from Cash Money Millionaires."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356132484834608162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 273px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SlTOHfB_RCI/AAAAAAAACV4/YR752RaFfb0/s320/negotiator.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Ladies and gentlemen I am broadcasting live from atop a 7-Story building where I will attempt to be the first reporter to end his fear of heights on Live television."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay that's all I could find online. Hope you got at least 1 or 2 laughs out of those. Hell I got more than a few while writing. LoL. I'll try to find more random pics for another of these posts at a later date.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--C-Recks--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3609374789204754220-4242916470586571891?l=brosperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/4242916470586571891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3609374789204754220&amp;postID=4242916470586571891' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/4242916470586571891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/4242916470586571891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/2009/07/closed-captions.html' title='Closed Captions'/><author><name>Brothers Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08169940009381213051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP3r19EgndI/AAAAAAAABWg/tqD-t7clvNY/S220/bros.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SlPaRjSId3I/AAAAAAAACVo/rq9m-y2P1dY/s72-c/1247006250019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3609374789204754220.post-4107635664244460906</id><published>2009-07-06T15:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T15:29:29.874-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bbq'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4th of july'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9-1-1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic violence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twitter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='racism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='July'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cell phone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='police'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neighbor'/><title type='text'>My 4th Of July: Chilling, Domestic Violence, Racist Cops, and No BBQ!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SlJeBADq7RI/AAAAAAAACTg/T1gh9f894mk/s1600-h/july4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355446278185217298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 167px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SlJeBADq7RI/AAAAAAAACTg/T1gh9f894mk/s200/july4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I hope that everyone had a great 4th of July weekend. For the most part mines was good. Well let's just say it was going good up until the actual 4th of July. I got to spend some time with my son and took him to a carnival down the street from us. We had a great time. Although I will say that carnival games are a damn rip off. Who the hell spends $10 to win a man in a toy boat, a bottle holder and some Mardi Gras Beads?? Now unless I can use those beads to...well you get my point it was a Rip OFF!! Next time I'm taking that $10 and taking my son to Toys R Us and tell him to pick something! LoL. But he had fun and was satisfied with his beads and toy boat so I guess that's priceless right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SlJZAVUYaSI/AAAAAAAACTY/Q5JQIMzW6Kg/s1600-h/domestic-violence-awareness.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355440769154443554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SlJZAVUYaSI/AAAAAAAACTY/Q5JQIMzW6Kg/s200/domestic-violence-awareness.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well moving on. After my son left on the 4th. I didn't have any solid plans at all really. So I was basically just in chill mode. My aunt had invited me and my mom over to eat so we were possibly going to do that later on. So I'm in my bedroom chillin and just watching TV and on the computer. Basically doing a whole bunch of nothing. Which was fine with me. So as I'm chillin I think I hear some bumping coming from the stairwell. Well it stops shortly after that so I think nothing of it really and proceed back to chillin. Well with a minute or so after that I can hear someone in my Apartment and it's not just my mom's voice. I try to keep quiet and see if I can recognize the voice, but I am unable to. At first it sounds as if they're laughing so I assumed it was one of my other aunts that was supposed to be stopping in town. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So again as I stated I'm chillin. And hopefully it's not TMI but that involved me laying in bed in some drawls and a t-shirt in front of a fan wishing&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;I had a cold beer. LoL. So thinking it may be my aunt at the door I quickly, jump up and throw on some suitable clothes to go out. That's when I see my mom ushering a young white girl into my apartment that's crying and in tears. The young lady is hysterically crying and short of breath and really unable to speak because she's so worked up. Instead of rushing out and demanding to know what is going on I decided to play the back for a bit. Immediately I hear the young lady say she was in a physical fight with her boyfriend. That clue right there told me exclusively to play the back and let moms QB this one. I didn't want her to see another male and react accordingly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;So as I fall back to my room I look out the window and see one of my neighbors a taller man of Indian Decent rushing and jump into a car in a hastily manner. At first I thought nothing of the man and was definitely more focused on what was taking place in my living room. I went back to the doorway and listened. I overheard the girl still crying and trying to talk and my mom trying to calm her down. So in the midst of this she asks to use my mom's phone to call someone. My mom's response was if you're at all injured you need to be calling the police. The girl declined my mom's repeated requests to call 9-1-1 and just asked can she call a friend. Well there was a problem. Apparently her phone was left at the boyfriend's house and of course like most of us now a days she doesn't remember any of her phone #'s. So she's going through in her head trying to recall #'s and each time to no avail my mom was calling the wrong #.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So my mom gets her some water trying to calm her down some and hoping she catches her breath. In between trying # after # I hear my mom trying to get the story from the girl on what happen to her. From my room this is what I heard her describe: I been dating this guy a couple months. He's of Indian descent and he doesn't drink or smoke (weed). I lied to him and told him that I stopped smoking (weed). Well I had been drinking today. He was going through my phone and saw a text message about me having smoked with some of my friends. He got upset and we began to argue. The argument started to escalate and I decided I would just leave. So I began to go down the stairs. The next thing you know he's coming up behind me and choking me! The tears begin to flow again. My mom tried to calm her down and was trying to encourage her to still call the police "if not for you at least for the next girl he may try to do this to." Moms even tried to let her know if it happened this one time he will do it again. She didn't seem to be trying to hear her on that though. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now at this point I'm walking into the living room closer to my back door, which she came into. She hasn't seen me yet. But she starts to get spooked asking my mom "do you hear something? Is someone coming in here?" She assured her the door was locked and that it was only her son that she was probably hearing. The girl then proceeded to go back to trying to remember a friends #. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Side bar:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Okay I have a serious problem. It's probably good and bad. But that problem is I'm too damn suspicious. First off this is a small 6-Unit building. Most of the people in the building I know or have seen. I have not seen this girl before. So of course with the more #s she's not able to remember the more suspect I got. Now I too don't remember any phone #s. My phone is my only contact with the outside world for the most part and if I lost that I would not be able to contact 'hardly' anyone. However, I know 4 phone #s by heart. Those being my mom, my brother, my grandfather, and my son's mom. That's it. I will admit I don't even know my girlfriend's #. Just the area code. Sad I know. So needless to say I began growing more and more suspect with each wrong #. I'm thinking she may have got up in here and her dude waiting outside to try to pull the jack move on me/us. I had a lot of things going through my head so I was on guard for whatever. In fact, I was on twitter before the drama popped of so I ended up basically tweeting the incident live. Check out some of the tweets I received during the ordeal. Some of them may provide some comic relief to a serious situation. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="screen-name" title="ToshaRenelle" href="http://twitter.com/ToshaRenelle"&gt;ToshaRenelle&lt;/a&gt;@&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/crecks"&gt;crecks&lt;/a&gt; DAMN! I know you thinking, "Why she have to knock on MY door" smh!&lt;a class="entry-date" href="http://twitter.com/ToshaRenelle/status/2475075738" rel="bookmark"&gt;5:44 PM Jul 4th&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://www.tweetdeck.com/"&gt;TweetDeck&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/crecks/status/2475054323"&gt;in reply to crecks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="screen-name" title="S.R DeLaCruz" href="http://twitter.com/ADopeFiend"&gt;ADopeFiend&lt;/a&gt;@&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/crecks"&gt;crecks&lt;/a&gt; Sound like a crackhead to me. tell er be gone! She gone jack you son!&lt;a class="entry-date" href="http://twitter.com/ADopeFiend/status/2475104661" rel="bookmark"&gt;5:47 PM Jul 4th&lt;/a&gt; from web &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/crecks/status/2475094907"&gt;in reply to crecks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="screen-name" title="ToshaRenelle" href="http://twitter.com/ToshaRenelle"&gt;ToshaRenelle&lt;/a&gt;@&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/crecks"&gt;crecks&lt;/a&gt; My mom woulda done the same thing. And I, like you, would've been side-eyeing the hell out of the situation, LOL!&lt;a class="entry-date" href="http://twitter.com/ToshaRenelle/status/2475109785" rel="bookmark"&gt;5:47 PM Jul 4th&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://www.tweetdeck.com/"&gt;TweetDeck&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/crecks/status/2475102476"&gt;in reply to crecks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="screen-name" title="S.R DeLaCruz" href="http://twitter.com/ADopeFiend"&gt;ADopeFiend&lt;/a&gt;@&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/crecks"&gt;crecks&lt;/a&gt; i mean EVRYONE knows one number at least, I mean ONE number. liesliesLIES!&lt;a class="entry-date" href="http://twitter.com/ADopeFiend/status/2475112217" rel="bookmark"&gt;5:48 PM Jul 4th&lt;/a&gt; from web &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/crecks/status/2475094907"&gt;in reply to crecks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="screen-name" title="S.R DeLaCruz" href="http://twitter.com/ADopeFiend"&gt;ADopeFiend&lt;/a&gt;@&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/crecks"&gt;crecks&lt;/a&gt; Light that ass on FIRE!!!&lt;a class="entry-date" href="http://twitter.com/ADopeFiend/status/2475120975" rel="bookmark"&gt;5:49 PM Jul 4th&lt;/a&gt; from web &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/crecks/status/2475111059"&gt;in reply to crecks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="screen-name" title="Jenna Christian" href="http://twitter.com/1JennaMarie"&gt;1JennaMarie&lt;/a&gt;@&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/crecks"&gt;crecks&lt;/a&gt; tell her 2 call 911.. If ur in danger the law has 2 legally transport u to a safe location &amp;amp; tell her to get an ordwr of protection&lt;a class="entry-date" href="http://twitter.com/1JennaMarie/status/2475137156" rel="bookmark"&gt;5:50 PM Jul 4th&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://ubertwitter.com/"&gt;UberTwitter&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/crecks/status/2475094907"&gt;in reply to crecks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a class="screen-name" title="ToshaRenelle" href="http://twitter.com/ToshaRenelle"&gt;ToshaRenelle&lt;/a&gt;@&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/crecks"&gt;crecks&lt;/a&gt; That means she's gonna take him back! Or else she would've called the police before trying to search her brain 4 numbers of friends&lt;a class="entry-date" href="http://twitter.com/ToshaRenelle/status/2475144750" rel="bookmark"&gt;5:51 PM Jul 4th&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://www.tweetdeck.com/"&gt;TweetDeck&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/crecks/status/2475123303"&gt;in reply to crecks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a class="screen-name" title="Jenna Christian" href="http://twitter.com/1JennaMarie"&gt;1JennaMarie&lt;/a&gt;@&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/crecks"&gt;crecks&lt;/a&gt; omg.. Let her know that abusive behavior hardly ever changes &amp;amp; it only escalates..&lt;a class="entry-date" href="http://twitter.com/1JennaMarie/status/2475154740" rel="bookmark"&gt;5:52 PM Jul 4th&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://ubertwitter.com/"&gt;UberTwitter&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/crecks/status/2475123303"&gt;in reply to crecks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a class="screen-name" title="S.R DeLaCruz" href="http://twitter.com/ADopeFiend"&gt;ADopeFiend&lt;/a&gt;RT I know a # 9-1-1 by heart. @&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/crecks"&gt;crecks&lt;/a&gt; You know! Hmmmmm keep tweeting b, i need to know what goes down lol. Intriguing!&lt;a class="entry-date" href="http://twitter.com/ADopeFiend/status/2475157326" rel="bookmark"&gt;5:52 PM Jul 4th&lt;/a&gt; from web &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A&lt;a class="screen-name" title="S.R DeLaCruz" href="http://twitter.com/ADopeFiend"&gt;DopeFiend&lt;/a&gt;@&lt;a href="mailto:ADopeFiend@crecks"&gt;crecks&lt;/a&gt; If I see kwdkudywiudfyeiu`fg,iuwdg`tdkg,`ugduwy all up on your tweets I'll know that shit just popped off. LOLLOLLOL&lt;a class="entry-date" href="http://twitter.com/ADopeFiend/status/2475163381" rel="bookmark"&gt;5:53 PM Jul 4th&lt;/a&gt; from web &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/crecks/status/2475132254"&gt;in reply to crecks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a class="screen-name" title="S.R DeLaCruz" href="http://twitter.com/ADopeFiend"&gt;ADopeFiend&lt;/a&gt;@&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/crecks"&gt;crecks&lt;/a&gt; YO, I GOT YOUR BACK MANNNNN! lol!&lt;a class="entry-date" href="http://twitter.com/ADopeFiend/status/2475260402" rel="bookmark"&gt;6:02 PM Jul 4th&lt;/a&gt; from web &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/crecks/status/2475209687"&gt;in reply to crecks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a class="screen-name" title="NikkiG" href="http://twitter.com/nikkig09"&gt;nikkig09&lt;/a&gt;@&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/crecks"&gt;crecks&lt;/a&gt; sounds funny..... What does she want u to do if she doesn't want to call police and claims to know no ones number....&lt;a class="entry-date" href="http://twitter.com/nikkig09/status/2475361537" rel="bookmark"&gt;6:13 PM Jul 4th&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://twitterfon.net/"&gt;TwitterFon&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/crecks/status/2475254142"&gt;in reply to crecks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a class="screen-name" title="NikkiG" href="http://twitter.com/nikkig09"&gt;nikkig09&lt;/a&gt;@&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/crecks"&gt;crecks&lt;/a&gt; if I were to lose my phone I wouldn't know a lot of numbers but there's a few key ones I would...i.e Mom, dad, aunt, etc.&lt;a class="entry-date" href="http://twitter.com/nikkig09/status/2475376062" rel="bookmark"&gt;6:14 PM Jul 4th&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://twitterfon.net/"&gt;TwitterFon&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/crecks/status/2475254142"&gt;in reply to crecks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for all those that tweeted me during the ordeal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So finally she remembers a #. Her mom but there was no answer. Then she remembered the friend's # she had been trying to reach but got her voice mail and just left a message. Then she called another friend. That friend answered and she in a panic tells her to pick her up from "the guy's apartment" She told her to get there right away and to call her on my mom's number when she gets there and she'll come down. The girl continues to talk to my mom and I hear her say "He has the keys to my mom's car." That's when I chimed in and asked what kind of car it was. She proceeds to say the type of car (I forget the make and model). Now up until this point I had no clue who the "boyfriend" neighbor was she was referring to. But when she mentioned the car, I asked was it a red car? She said yes. I asked was the guy of Indian decent? She said yes. I then said I saw that guy jump into that car shortly after you came in here. She then started panicking saying that he took off with her mom's car. This is when I realized this had to be my neighbor across the hall from me, since they are the only Indian people in the building. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well her friend calls about 20 minutes later and she's downstairs. She gets up to go downstairs. The girl was hobbling and crying saying her ankle was sprained. The girl didn't even have on any shoes. My mom put on her shoes to go downstairs and I let her know I'm going too and we walk her down. Her friend is at the door with an upset look on her face. My mom opens the door for her and she walks up to the girl and asks where is he? The girl starts balling again hysterically. Her friend says she's going up there and going to take a golf club to his head. Now it sounds like a great idea to me, but then I notice the girl is about 8 months pregnant. &lt;em&gt;I'm thinking if he choked her out what will he do to you.&lt;/em&gt; But that's neither here nor there. The girl then says she's going to call the police on him. &lt;em&gt;Finally someone thinking with some sense! &lt;/em&gt;So we walk them outside to the truck where the friend's boyfriend was waiting in. They both thank us. My mom and I walk back upstairs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is when my mom tells me her version of the story. She says she heard someone in the hall screaming and some commotion on the stairway. The commotion is what I heard but I didn't hear screaming. She then said she opened up the door and saw the girl crawling up the stairs. She immediately helped the girl into the apartment. As she came in she began to close the door behind them and that's when she felt someone pushing on the door trying to get in behind her. "Wait!!" I replied. "You mean he was pushing on the door?" "Yes." my mom replied. I was heated. I exclaimed I wish you had've said so because I don't care what the situation was aint nobody pushing up in my crib. She replied that everything happened so fast that she just reacted and closed the door and locked it. I let her know that I would be having a chat with the neighbor asap in regards to that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I retreated back to my room I looked out the window and I saw that the young lady and her friend were still downstairs in the parking lot. I let my mom know they were still out there and we both concluded that they must've called the police. My mom said she's going to go back down and check on her. I of course accompanied her downstairs. Just as we get outside it starts to rain. Also, the police pulled up just as we walked out. My mom walked up to the girl to check on them. I chose to play the back and waited by the door. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So as the police got out of the car there was the girl, her pregnant friend, the friend's boyfriend and my mom. So immediately the police get in her face and they're asking where is the guy? One of the officers looks over my way and immediately states "Is it that black guy over there by the door?" I'm once again heated (of course I knew it was coming but still heated), I yell back "naw it's not me." See and people wonder why I hate the police. How do you go past the white guy standing with her and assume that it's the black man standing on the side that's the guilty party? I could've just been taking out the trash or something? WTF. And if I was guilty the black instinct in me is to not stay on the scene almost a whole 30 mins. later and wait for the police! Damn idiots! My mom replied "No that's my son, and we're the ones trying to help the girl out!!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the racist officer continues to question the girl about the incident and what happen. Of course she leaves the part about the weed out. Then he asks about the guy. "Is he black or white?" She replies "he's Indian." The officer then asks "Is he in this country legally?" I mean come on wtf are there not any American citizens of Indian descent? Next he asked her where he was at? She said he went to work. He asked her where he works. She named the city he worked in. He then asked "where does he work in said city? Is it a gas station?" I mean man do all Indian people work at gas stations? What a racist ass! However, the girl then replied "well yes he actually does." Okay he got that one right but still it was an unnecessary stereotype. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;From where I was it seemed like the girl was denying wanting to press charges on the guy. That's when one of the officers left. Then he asked to see her neck. From there he said why don't we just go down to the station and just take some pics to at least document the incident. The girl finally agreed. Her and her friend both gave my mom a hug and thanked her for her help. She asked them to call her later and let her know that everything was okay. The girl got in the police car and they drove off to the station. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So as we walked back upstairs my mom was saying that while they were talking to the cops that the friend got a call and apparently the guy had drove over to the girl's moms house. He had given her a totally different story about what happen and the mom even gave him an okay to keep her car. My mom also said the bruises on her neck were all over and they looked terrible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After all that drama my mom and I decided to stay in and not even go to my aunt's house. Unfortunately, that has potential to bring a whole new set of drama that we were no longer prepared to endure. We had, had enough drama for the day! So I had no BBQ on the 4th of July! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I made an attempt to knock on the neighbors door but got no answer. My mom stated that the next morning someone from next door knocked on the door and was asking about what happen? She wasn't sure if it was the guy or not but she refused to speak with them given it was so early in the morning. I again attempted 3xs the next day to reach someone there with no avail. But trust I will eventually have that conversation very soon in the near future. I'm sure there are 2 sides to every story. And he can tell his side in court I don't care to discuss that. But I will let his ass know don't ever push up on my door again cuz his bitch ass will have to be fighting a man then. And it may not be the same results as his fight with his girl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So there you have it. That's how my 4th of July went. I didn't even have to seek it out, drama came knocking right on my back door. I still thank god my son wasn't around for this incident. I could only imagine how he would have reacted. So In conclusion I say this. Domestic violence is real and there are people that go through it daily. I felt very sorry for this young lady. I also had suspicion that she may even go back to the guy. It is a very sad reality. I hope and pray she is able to move on from this guy and hopefully get past this devestating incident. And I hope that the guy gets his in the end. Also I conclude that I still hate the police and that I still have reason to do so. Finally, I conclude that without BBQ it's really not 4th of July. It felt like a random saturday, besides all the drama of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope that everyone else had a much more enjoyable 4th of July than I did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;--C-Recks--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3609374789204754220-4107635664244460906?l=brosperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/4107635664244460906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3609374789204754220&amp;postID=4107635664244460906' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/4107635664244460906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/4107635664244460906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-4th-of-july-chilling-domestic.html' title='My 4th Of July: Chilling, Domestic Violence, Racist Cops, and No BBQ!!'/><author><name>Brothers Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08169940009381213051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP3r19EgndI/AAAAAAAABWg/tqD-t7clvNY/S220/bros.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SlJeBADq7RI/AAAAAAAACTg/T1gh9f894mk/s72-c/july4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3609374789204754220.post-854611201415153434</id><published>2009-06-24T13:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T14:29:55.727-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Lox'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rocky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='big boi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ludacris'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad boy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LL Cool J'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lil&apos; jon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='t-pain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='t.i.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brooke valentine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mystikal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KAMO'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kanye west'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mike tyson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ipod'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2pac'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bone crusher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dj khaled'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Killer mike'/><title type='text'>A Fighting Chance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SkJrGqfLNqI/AAAAAAAACTQ/JPJNAtRwkYw/s1600-h/fightclub.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350957069498005154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SkJrGqfLNqI/AAAAAAAACTQ/JPJNAtRwkYw/s200/fightclub.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I will admit that I'm far from a fighter. In fact, if I told the number of fights I've been in during my 29 years of life it may be a little embarrassing. LoL. However, there are those times when you may hear a particular song and it just some how puts you in a mood. It just does something too you. Whether you're in a club a lil tipsy, driving in your car or just vibing to yourself on your Ipod. You don't even have to be mad, upset or even irritated (however if you are any of the above this type of song will only intensify those emotions) to get this feeling. That song will put you in a mood to do what my brother and I have commonly referred to KAMO or Knock A Mufucka Out! So since we haven't done a top 10 in a while here are our top 10 KAMO songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;#10-LL Cool J- Momma Said Knock You Out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-7l250E5uM4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-7l250E5uM4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta take you back to the old school here. I remember this beat coming on and shadow boxing with a towel on my head like LL. I don't know who I was preparing to KTFO (perhaps my brother for some infraction. lol) but LL definitely got me hype to do so. I still don't know why his momma was telling him to knock people out but hey if momma said it you better do it. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;#9-DJ Khaled - Go Hard Featuring Kanye West &amp;amp; T-Pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AOdM0dTJKPw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AOdM0dTJKPw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between this beat, T-pain with that funny voice shit and Kanye Snapping on the lyrics you can't help but to go hard. Oh can't forget DJ Khaled's Ass yelling over the beat as always. "We The Best!" Definitely puts you in the mood to go hard!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;#8-Ludacris-Move Bitch Feat. Mystikal&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4JuS5AwR5Xg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4JuS5AwR5Xg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This may be the Road Rage Anthem here but it's still applicable. Soon as you hear those horns at the beginning tell me you're not bobbing your head and ready to push someone out of your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;#7-Tupac-My Ambitionz Az a Ridah&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3DgJVqZye58&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3DgJVqZye58&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I won't deny it I'm a straight ridah you don't want to f**k wit me" Man this is honestly one of my favorite Pac songs right here. You can even hear the ring announcer in the beginning "Get Ready to Rumble." So you already know what's going down once you cut this song on. Don't ask which one, but I think there was a Mike Tyson fight where he actually came out into the ring with this playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;#6-The Lox-Wild Out!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="348" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x1awxw_the-lox-wild-out_music&amp;amp;related=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x1awxw_the-lox-wild-out_music&amp;related=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" height="348" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lox fresh off Bad Boy Records making Shiny Suit music what else was there for them to do but Wild Out!! I was surprised that The Lox could even come this hard when I first heard the song I had a new found respect for the trio. The song gave you specific instructions too. "If a nigga step on ya goddamn shoes! Wild Out!!" This was definitely a no-nonsense song and let you know the smallest thing could cause one to wild out!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;#5- Brooke Valentine - Girl Fight Feat. Lil' Jon &amp;amp; Big Boi&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gzTv3xy4vSw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gzTv3xy4vSw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song itself was so so for me. But the reason it made it to the #5 spot for us is simple. What guy doesn't enjoy a good girl fight? Lol. Of course it's always for the wrong reasons but it's the truth. So why not give the ladies their own anthem too? Assistance from Lil' Jon and Big Boi complete this record giving it KAMO status.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;#4-I-20 - Fighting in the Club Feat. Chingy, lil Fate, &amp;amp; Titi Boi&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wdIE9vSJaCA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wdIE9vSJaCA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The title alone tells you what it's all about. Fighting in the Club. We pretty much can sum this song up as hard lyrics over a hard beat prompting you to start unnecessary ruckus in the club. Add that to some grimy niggaz fueled by alcohol and the title of the song is what you get. I loved how in the video they were the ones causing the fights to start yet the fighting parties had no clue. LoL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;#3-Rocky Theme-Eye of the Tiger&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZdTTlVi9hLk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZdTTlVi9hLk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other songs were all Hip-Hop, but way before Luda, Lil' Jon, 2pac, The Lox, or even Mike Tyson ever made it big this song had all of America getting hype ready for their next fight. Yes Rocky Balboa the people's champ, the underdog had this wonderful theme song. To this day if you throw on this song it's gone put you in Rocky mode ready to go to battle in the ring. Either that or run up a bunch of damn steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#2- Lil' Jon - Damn Near Any song (Bia Bia, I don't give a F_k)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cmhWDHoETV8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cmhWDHoETV8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QeQMB_SUtI8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QeQMB_SUtI8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know Lil' Jon &amp;amp; the Eastside boys are considered the Kings of Krunk, but he really should be the King of KAMO! I mean damn near any Lil' Jon song you play is gone get you up out your seat and ready to fight someone. Even on the "Love" song he did with Usher the nigga was still yelling. Honestly, you didn't know if you wanted to beat it up to the song or beat her up. LoL. But for the most of his songs between the Krunk hard hitting beats and Lil' Jon yelling What!?! over the damn track what more motivation do you need. Above are 2 of his classic KAMO songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;#1-Bone Crusher-Neva Scared! Feat. Killer Mike &amp;amp; T.I.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/viJ5W-E3EJc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/viJ5W-E3EJc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you were all waiting for this one. But it had to go at #1. Although Bone Crusher has since fallen off, his debut song had everyone in the club ready to fight anyone that even bumped into them. The saying "I aint neva Scared" was added to everyone's vocabulary. The menacing beat along with the taunting lyrics from Bone, TI and Killer Mike placed this song forever #1 KAMO song. LoL @ "What's my name is Shawty!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--C-Recks--&lt;br /&gt;--Driza Dre-- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3609374789204754220-854611201415153434?l=brosperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/854611201415153434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3609374789204754220&amp;postID=854611201415153434' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/854611201415153434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/854611201415153434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/2009/06/fighting-chance.html' title='A Fighting Chance'/><author><name>Brothers Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08169940009381213051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP3r19EgndI/AAAAAAAABWg/tqD-t7clvNY/S220/bros.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SkJrGqfLNqI/AAAAAAAACTQ/JPJNAtRwkYw/s72-c/fightclub.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3609374789204754220.post-5825814575009531273</id><published>2009-05-15T12:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T12:47:20.185-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='closet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deodorant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cousin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twitter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chicken'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='father'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='divorce'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='juice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='liar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drink'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thief'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandmother'/><title type='text'>Randomness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sg2lV72KdYI/AAAAAAAACTI/Zl1a9xfDbvs/s1600-h/random.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336102929764611458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sg2lV72KdYI/AAAAAAAACTI/Zl1a9xfDbvs/s200/random.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I haven't done one of these in a long time and figured I'd go ahead and hit you guys with some random things about me. I have no set number of items I'm just going to ramble on until I stop. So here we go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sg2lV110KnI/AAAAAAAACTA/H9W5UFIJNmU/s1600-h/telemundo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336102928152537714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 155px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sg2lV110KnI/AAAAAAAACTA/H9W5UFIJNmU/s200/telemundo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1.)&lt;/strong&gt; I want to learn Spanish. As much as it could have come in handy in my old job dealing with a 90% Hispanic customer base my reason is not for career advancement. Although it may benefit in that way, I have another reason. On the real I want to learn so that I can watch the Soap Operas that come on the Spanish Channel. Maybe it's just me but I turned past the channel all the time and sometimes stop. But I swear whatever goes on in those shows is deep as hell. And dramatic as all get out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sg2lV4mVzFI/AAAAAAAACS4/FLzScDcyJEA/s1600-h/bestfriends.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336102928892939346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sg2lV4mVzFI/AAAAAAAACS4/FLzScDcyJEA/s200/bestfriends.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2.)&lt;/strong&gt; I thought about it and I've had a very wide range of best friends going back to grade school. Let's just say no one can ever say that I discriminate. 1st Grade: My best friend was disabled. Yep he had only 3 fingers (or maybe 2) on each hand. But we hung like it wasn't nothing, and I still got play from the girls back then. LoL. 3rd grade my best friend was Indian. I mean for real Indian he wore a Turban and all. Shame that they hated on him though. Someone pulled his Turban off once. Although I was glad my curiosity was finally satisfied as to what was under there I felt bad to see him cry. His hair was long as hell though. From there I went to black, Hispanic, white and now a female. Like I said I don't discriminate. Good friends are hard to come by. LoL. Not to get too deep but isn't it funny how innocent we are as kids and how race, religion, creed, and gender don't matter. All we see is another kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sg2lDlcIGVI/AAAAAAAACSo/eW5RcxJnM18/s1600-h/closet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336102614512179538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sg2lDlcIGVI/AAAAAAAACSo/eW5RcxJnM18/s200/closet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3.)&lt;/strong&gt; My closet as I've been told resembles that of a woman's closet. I admit that I do have a lot of clothes. However, I'm not like a female when it comes to shopping. I actually hate shopping. I blame my grandmother for that. As a shorty we would have to spend hours upon hours waiting in the store for her to finish shopping. And as boys we would play and get into stuff. And as soon as you did she would pinch the HELL out of us!!! But as for my shopping my problem lies with bargain shopping I tend to find great deals. Therefore when I do shop I buy a lot at once but get a great deal for the amount I spend. But yeah there you have it my closet, clothes, shoes, etc. Damn Shame! LoL. Unfortunately I didn't have time to provide a pic of my own closet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sg2lDnmj21I/AAAAAAAACSg/mztirp1XZKc/s1600-h/kiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336102615092812626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sg2lDnmj21I/AAAAAAAACSg/mztirp1XZKc/s200/kiss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;4.)&lt;/strong&gt; I don't know if it's partly with me being as suspicious as I am or what. However, I've noticed that I can not kiss entirely with my eyes closed. I've even tried to and I can't. Not all crazy staring like some lunatic. LoL. But at some point during the kiss I must take a little peek. Maybe it's me making sure she's enjoying as much as I am. Who knows exactly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sg2lDT8yURI/AAAAAAAACSY/ETJvtGpa-ho/s1600-h/sleep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336102609817325842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sg2lDT8yURI/AAAAAAAACSY/ETJvtGpa-ho/s200/sleep.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;5.)&lt;/strong&gt; I've done this ever since I was a kid. But I still fall asleep on any car trips over an hour long. If I'm not driving I'm sleeping. Bottom line and people who know me know that. I remember my bro and I being both drunk and sleepy leaving Vegas for L.A. I'm talking big stuff like yeah I'm gone stay up don't worry. Next thing I know I'm waking up and we're in Cali. My brother was like I knew your ass was going to fall asleep. Lol. I'm headed down to Atlanta, GA next week for my cousin's wedding. I'll be riding with my Mom and possibly brother. And I'm sure I'll be sleeping half of the trip at least. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sg2lDWQfUWI/AAAAAAAACSQ/Akq0VLdfXCA/s1600-h/chicken.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336102610436837730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sg2lDWQfUWI/AAAAAAAACSQ/Akq0VLdfXCA/s200/chicken.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;6.)&lt;/strong&gt; As a black man it's in my DNA to love chicken. However, some would say that I don't eat it properly. You see it is impossible for me to clean a chicken bone. I just can't do it. As good as it tastes I just can't eat it all. My parents would eat after me as a kid. Now my mom just talks about me still. And my son has the same issue so far. Again, I have no clue as to why. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sg2lDTZzDAI/AAAAAAAACSI/4c759_d7QpU/s1600-h/sweat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336102609670573058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 129px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sg2lDTZzDAI/AAAAAAAACSI/4c759_d7QpU/s200/sweat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;7.)&lt;/strong&gt; I'm not a big sweater. Unlike the typical man I don't perspire that much. It will take some pretty strenuous activity and extreme heat for my sweat glands to go to work. Even some of the 'hardest' work one could put it may only produce a few drops of sweat from me. LoL. Now you man think I have the top line of anti-perspirant. However, that's not the case. Due to the fact that I don't really sweat I actually tend to purchase the cheapest deodorant there is. It may even say stick on the bottle or just deodorant. Lol. Not that I would ever attempt to go a day without it. But my money would be on if I did forget to use deodorant that no one would ever know I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sg2kunj0AiI/AAAAAAAACSA/15J2bhw65mA/s1600-h/juice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336102254304035362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sg2kunj0AiI/AAAAAAAACSA/15J2bhw65mA/s200/juice.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;8.)&lt;/strong&gt; In the morning I must have a drink of juice. If there is no juice it must be something equivalent (kool-aid, tea, etc). I think I picked this up somewhere along the way from my father. He would open up anything in the fridge come the morning. He didn't care whose it was, if it was in there come morning it was subject to getting opened and drank. But for me it's almost like the morning just won't start off right without this beverage. Just like some need their morning coffee, I need my juice. Unfortunately, I haven't had any the last few days and it's not a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sg2kutuG-lI/AAAAAAAACR4/bQGy1ZervDc/s1600-h/layingdown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336102255957834322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sg2kutuG-lI/AAAAAAAACR4/bQGy1ZervDc/s200/layingdown.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;9.)&lt;/strong&gt; Speaking of drinking. I discovered a long while ago that I have the weird ability to be able to drink while laying down. Yep I can lay down on my back and drink a cup of whatever without spilling or choking. People that have seen me do it wonder how I can do so without damn near choking. But I have no clue I have just always been able to do this. Weird I know. LoL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sg2kuY53sQI/AAAAAAAACRw/pDr2nx3Z-sQ/s1600-h/divorce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336102250370019586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sg2kuY53sQI/AAAAAAAACRw/pDr2nx3Z-sQ/s200/divorce.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;10.)&lt;/strong&gt; May 5th of this year I would have officially been married 8 years...if I had not gotten a divorce 4 years ago. LoL. If you are following me on &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/crecks"&gt;twitter&lt;/a&gt; then you would have seen me dub that day my "Non-Iversary." LoL. It was also Cinco De Mayo so my BFF and I celebrated that as well. But I need to remember the date I got divorced and start to celebrate that day. Isn't that public record? I need to do some online searching and confirm that's in the public record before I discover my ass is still married or some garbage. Now wouldn't that be some s**t? LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sg2lVqjK8iI/AAAAAAAACSw/mzR84zZudhg/s1600-h/book.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336102925121548834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sg2lVqjK8iI/AAAAAAAACSw/mzR84zZudhg/s200/book.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;11.)&lt;/strong&gt; Speaking of divorce. I have taken the opportunity of having gone through an event such as divorce at a young age and chosen to share my experiences with the world. Yep I have began drafting a book. Don't ask me when it will be done or what will take place once it is done. However, I have some stories (boy do I...) and I feel like they're so great that they must be told. In fact, I tend to tell myself just in everyday life that I must be living a movie cuz some of this stuff is purely cinematic. So stay tuned. Perhaps I'll leak some chapters for you guys feedback as I get the the chance to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sg2kuJrrX_I/AAAAAAAACRo/a4lBte6B3_Y/s1600-h/HappyBirthdayToMe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336102246283960306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sg2kuJrrX_I/AAAAAAAACRo/a4lBte6B3_Y/s200/HappyBirthdayToMe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12.)&lt;/strong&gt; My Birthday is coming up on May 30th. Although I don't look it I will be 29 years old. Hard to believe myself that I am only a year away from 30. But hey I look forward to it. Just another chapter in this book I call my life. Also, speaking of B-days. Shouts out to my best friend's 25th b-day is coming up next week on the 20th. Also, a special birthday shout out to &lt;a href="http://thefaboulousmatriarch.blogspot.com/"&gt;KingsMomma &lt;/a&gt;who is also celebrating her 25th on Sunday. She threatened me from afar via twitter to finally post a blog. LoL .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sg2kt5asHeI/AAAAAAAACRg/Ga7y6a_d_gM/s1600-h/liarthief.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336102241917738466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 110px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sg2kt5asHeI/AAAAAAAACRg/Ga7y6a_d_gM/s200/liarthief.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13.)&lt;/strong&gt; I miss my granny. I know I don't see her since she moved down to ATL and have been a bad grandson and not calling like I should have. But I talked to her on Mother's Day and I look forward to seeing her when I go down there for my cousin's wedding. My grandmother has some of the funniest quotes in the world. For instance. No matter who you're with or how long you've been with or married to that person she will refer to them a certain way. So to my cousin (her oldest granddaughter) your new husband will still always be "The Boy" when it comes to granny. Another great saying of my grandmother's are actually words of wisdom. She would always say. "The one thing I can't stand is a Liar and a Thief, because if you'll steal you'll lie, and if you lie you'll steal." Now I don't know about the latter part of that, because I know liars that don't steal. But the first part is dead on!! To this date I've known thieves that will lie they ass off. So shout out to all the thieves and liar out there. And speaking of, if anyone ever gets their hands on a book called "Purpose through Pain." I doubt if it ever will surface but if on the off chance someone sees it please inform me asap. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's it for now lucky 13. Hope everyone has a great weekend and holiday weekend if I don't update the blog by then. Also, I seem to be a little addicted to this twitter thing. So feel free to follow me there &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/crecks"&gt;twitter.com/crecks&lt;/a&gt;. It is probably the easiest way to check in with the latest and greatest of one half of Brothers' Blog. Especially since I've been able to update this so rarely. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--C-Recks--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3609374789204754220-5825814575009531273?l=brosperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/5825814575009531273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3609374789204754220&amp;postID=5825814575009531273' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/5825814575009531273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/5825814575009531273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/2009/04/randomness.html' title='Randomness'/><author><name>Brothers Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08169940009381213051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP3r19EgndI/AAAAAAAABWg/tqD-t7clvNY/S220/bros.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sg2lV72KdYI/AAAAAAAACTI/Zl1a9xfDbvs/s72-c/random.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3609374789204754220.post-51997536448448574</id><published>2009-04-24T01:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T01:50:13.512-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chicago'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='derrick rose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='train'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dianna ross'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='evan ross'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='famous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tim reid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hispanic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='observe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chicag bulls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hotstylz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='atl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bill gates'/><title type='text'>Almost Famous</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SfFYscWtS_I/AAAAAAAACRY/YP8JRLQ11No/s1600-h/almost+famous.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328137354704931826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SfFYscWtS_I/AAAAAAAACRY/YP8JRLQ11No/s200/almost+famous.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Point em' out Point em' out Get em' "- Hot Stylz "Lookin Boy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although the above quoted song is from a group that's from Chicago I will admit I can't stand the song. However, it is relevant to the topic at hand. You see for the longest I've had a talent that most probably wouldn't even consider a talent. Some may consider it wrong or some of you may do the same thing. In fact, I've gotten better at keeping this talent to myself. Back in the day I had no problem letting those around me and closest to me about this skill set. But even though I'm not vocal about it I still can't help but to utilize it in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So you're probably curious by now as to what this hidden so called talent is. Well I won't even explain it I'll just jump right into it and let you see for yourselves. It's in picture form by the way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So since I've been taking the bus I can't help but to be naturally observant. It's just in my nature. But below are a few famous people I've come across while riding the bus/train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Bill Gates&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now don't ask me what one of the richest men in the world was doing riding a CTA train downtown. But here you have it. Mr. Bill Gates. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SfFNMXENdPI/AAAAAAAACQQ/fxsIpaoEwbc/s1600-h/159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328124708901450994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SfFNMXENdPI/AAAAAAAACQQ/fxsIpaoEwbc/s400/159.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SfFQnSCnjMI/AAAAAAAACQw/9_oa1jWCZ9U/s1600-h/bill+gates.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328128469943946434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SfFQnSCnjMI/AAAAAAAACQw/9_oa1jWCZ9U/s320/bill+gates.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tim Reid&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't seen much of Tim Reid since Sister Sister went off the air a long while ago so it was good to see him again. He was flirting with this Hispanic chick next to him but I don't know his marital status and I'm not a snitch either. LoL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SfFNh-u3uEI/AAAAAAAACQY/IHdbKC5q5gU/s1600-h/152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328125080326617154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SfFNh-u3uEI/AAAAAAAACQY/IHdbKC5q5gU/s400/152.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SfFQnbXMReI/AAAAAAAACQo/tHQWj69fX-w/s1600-h/tim+reid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328128472446158306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SfFQnbXMReI/AAAAAAAACQo/tHQWj69fX-w/s320/tim+reid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SfFNh-u3uEI/AAAAAAAACQY/IHdbKC5q5gU/s1600-h/152.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Evan Ross&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dianna Ross' son and actor in the movie ATL made an appearance at the bus stop as well. A long way from ATL but I guess as he said "you gotta fake it to make it." LoL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SfFNtlzG7SI/AAAAAAAACQg/OfKSDFV78vw/s1600-h/153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328125279791934754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SfFNtlzG7SI/AAAAAAAACQg/OfKSDFV78vw/s400/153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SfFQnmaU3DI/AAAAAAAACQ4/mkWIgQMQtLA/s1600-h/evan+ross.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SfFNtlzG7SI/AAAAAAAACQg/OfKSDFV78vw/s1600-h/153.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SfFQnmaU3DI/AAAAAAAACQ4/mkWIgQMQtLA/s1600-h/evan+ross.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328128475412094002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SfFQnmaU3DI/AAAAAAAACQ4/mkWIgQMQtLA/s320/evan+ross.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SfFQnmaU3DI/AAAAAAAACQ4/mkWIgQMQtLA/s1600-h/evan+ross.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Derrick Rose&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I couldn't leave myself out of this either. I don't see it at all. But a friend of mines recently told me how much I look like the NBA Rookie of the Year and #1 Chicago Bulls draft pick Derek Rose. So you can compare for yourself. The pic of me is actually me at a bulls game a couple of weeks ago. That's actually Rose on the jumbo tron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SfFMC5_PptI/AAAAAAAACQI/YAAjdCGwrXA/s1600-h/GEDC0215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328123446965544658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SfFMC5_PptI/AAAAAAAACQI/YAAjdCGwrXA/s200/GEDC0215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SfFRTAqx7eI/AAAAAAAACRA/SFjJYWfnwJQ/s1600-h/derrickrose-chicagobull.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328129221194804706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SfFRTAqx7eI/AAAAAAAACRA/SFjJYWfnwJQ/s320/derrickrose-chicagobull.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SfFMC5_PptI/AAAAAAAACQI/YAAjdCGwrXA/s1600-h/GEDC0215.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright so you got me it's definitely not a talent. It's just me basically talking about people and making comparisons to who they may look like. But for some reason I'm usually dead on. As I said I used to do this all the time especially when I was with my ex. This is all we did. Probably the only damn thing we had in common. LoL. But since then, I don't say much out loud. But to myself I will certainly make a comparison in a minute. I'm sure that with my commute on the bus/train I will continue to see more famous faces. I will try to keep you updated with my sightings. Excuse my photography, you know I have to be discreet here. LoL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a good weekend everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--C-Recks--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/crecks"&gt;www.twitter.com/crecks&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3609374789204754220-51997536448448574?l=brosperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/51997536448448574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3609374789204754220&amp;postID=51997536448448574' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/51997536448448574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/51997536448448574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/2009/04/almost-famous.html' title='Almost Famous'/><author><name>Brothers Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08169940009381213051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP3r19EgndI/AAAAAAAABWg/tqD-t7clvNY/S220/bros.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SfFYscWtS_I/AAAAAAAACRY/YP8JRLQ11No/s72-c/almost+famous.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3609374789204754220.post-7859439000738188363</id><published>2009-04-17T11:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T11:20:49.174-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seinfeld'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stripper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snacks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twitter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='card'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='followers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funeral'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apologize'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new job'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='welcome back'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandmother'/><title type='text'>4 Weddings and A Funeral</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sein5h_JmPI/AAAAAAAACO8/Odna8BBRE7s/s1600-h/welcome-back.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325691166183233778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sein5h_JmPI/AAAAAAAACO8/Odna8BBRE7s/s200/welcome-back.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"It's been a long time, I shouldn't have left you..." Eric B. &amp;amp;Rakim "I got Soul."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay I want to personally apologize to all for our lack of posts over the last month. I wish there was a specific reason we could quote as to why we haven't been posting, but unfortunately there isn't. There have been no major tragedies or drama (Thank God), and all is actually going very well with the new job and everything else. So to be honest I will simply chalk it up to pure laziness. As my late granny Alverta often use to tell my brother "&lt;strong&gt;You're just Lazy! Boy You're Just Lazy! Why are you so Damn Lazy?!!?&lt;/strong&gt;" LoL. The new job has kind of been kicking my butt and my commute has changed to public transportation (I'll maybe reveal why in a later blog). But by the time I get home I'm too lazy to read or write. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I want to thank all of our followers for being patient and not going anywhere. I was quite surprised when I logged in the other day to see that we still had the same number of followers. I was expecting half of you to stop following. Most of my previous blogging and reading was done while at my old job and it's much harder to do that from this job. Yes I actually have a steady flow of work to do. And as great of a multi-tasker I am I have yet to be able to fit blogging into all I do now. But I will make better attempts to read everyone's blog and start blogging at least 1-2xs a week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I decided to finally jump on the Tweeter bandwagon so feel free to follow me there @ &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/crecks"&gt;http://twitter.com/crecks&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this isn't a major blog but just got presented something and I just had to speak on it really quick. So speaking of work I actually have my 60 day review today. So I've been here 2 months. Now I worked 5 years for a smaller company and for a company not much bigger than that prior to. But the company before that was much bigger and they tended to celebrate everything. I mean you name it they celebrated it. Birthday, baby shower, wedding, engagement, etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sein50pNOAI/AAAAAAAACPE/ZrEpz6x7IgE/s1600-h/BirthdayClubLogo.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325691171191470082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 85px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sein50pNOAI/AAAAAAAACPE/ZrEpz6x7IgE/s200/BirthdayClubLogo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I've found myself back at another company that does this. I told you how on day # 2 I got talked into signing up for the birthday club. But I did so thinking that my birthday was coming up next so why not. But since then I've already had to put my $5 in on 3 other birthdays. But it's not just the $5. But then I have to bring some kind of snack or goody for the party. Isn't that what my $5 was for? So, now my boss is getting married next month and just got an e-mail that I gotta put in on that as well. We're not having any strippers in the office so to be honest I'm good on putting in on his party. If there were going to be strippers of course I'd be the first putting my money in the pot. LoL. But I don't want to be the only one not contributing so I'll pony up next week. I'm actually starting to feel like Elaine in this episode of Seinfeld Below. LoL.&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9zGKGZ24M7U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9zGKGZ24M7U&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now today I got an envelope passed by me. I opened it and read that a lady from another department's husband died. They of course wanted a donation and they had a card to sign. Now I didn't have any cash on me so I'm like I can't put in. But I did want to at least sign the card and send my condolences. But I guess since I didn't put in on it I couldn't sign the card. As smokey from Friday said "You didn't put in on this Maaaan!" So I'm like damn okay well get me next week if it's still going around. Or I'll just give my condolences when she returns to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sein5_sSclI/AAAAAAAACPM/DPg6JC0uMBs/s1600-h/collectionplate.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325691174157185618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sein5_sSclI/AAAAAAAACPM/DPg6JC0uMBs/s200/collectionplate.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But basically I feel like I'm in 1 of those churches that pass the collection plate around about 5 times a service. After you put in on the first time it's like damn come on now. You mean we still don't have enough for a new building yet? LoL. All I know is that I better get hooked up come my birthday next month. I at least need my $15 back I've put in so far. LoL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But that's it people nothing major or exciting. Hopefully, I can get something good for you next week. It's finally nice weather in Chicago so I plan on getting out and enjoying. Have a great weekend everyone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--C-Recks--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3609374789204754220-7859439000738188363?l=brosperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/7859439000738188363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3609374789204754220&amp;postID=7859439000738188363' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/7859439000738188363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/7859439000738188363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/2009/04/4-weddings-and-funeral.html' title='4 Weddings and A Funeral'/><author><name>Brothers Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08169940009381213051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP3r19EgndI/AAAAAAAABWg/tqD-t7clvNY/S220/bros.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sein5h_JmPI/AAAAAAAACO8/Odna8BBRE7s/s72-c/welcome-back.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3609374789204754220.post-8621224291927274717</id><published>2009-03-17T12:22:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T12:48:52.034-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arrested'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='momma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pleasure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hand'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='article'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='punch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='masturbation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='son'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='economy'/><title type='text'>Beat It!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sb_e2PfAu8I/AAAAAAAACO0/NluotDLyKxw/s1600-h/giant_glove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314211108771380162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sb_e2PfAu8I/AAAAAAAACO0/NluotDLyKxw/s400/giant_glove.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Considering we're all adults, I'm not sure why, but whenever a topic dealing with sex is brought up on this blog the comments are slim to none. But that's neither here nor there, I guess it just is what it is. With that said this is not going to be a long post about this subject. So don't worry. However, someone sent me this link to this article. The link is below, but I've actually copied the article for all to read it's short and sweet and I have one comment to make after you read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogs.tampabay.com/breakingnews/2009/03/dade-city-mom-c.html"&gt;Article&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;March 11, 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Police: Son pleasures himself, then punches mom &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DADE CITY -- It all started about 7 p.m. Tuesday, authorities said, when a mother looked outside and saw her 19-year-old son masturbating in the back yard.&lt;br /&gt;The mother yelled. The son, Antwan L. Grandberry, 19, walked around to the&lt;a href="http://blogs.tampabay.com/photos/uncategorized/2009/03/11/antwangrandberry.jpeg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; front of the house on 13th Street in Dade City and rang the doorbell, according to a Dade City Police report. The mother answered and began cursing and yelling at Grandberry, who then punched his mother in her face, the report said. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandberry, who is listed as unemployed, was arrested on a domestic battery charge and is being held in the Land O'Lakes jail in lieu of $500 bail. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;___________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay here's my final word and you can quote me on this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"As if beating off wasn't enough you mean to tell me he had to beat up his momma too?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SMDH!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not sure what's going on with people these days, but they said he was unemployed so maybe the economy to blame. Hell sounds like a plausible defense they blame it on everything else. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well that's it for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;--C-Recks--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3609374789204754220-8621224291927274717?l=brosperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/8621224291927274717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3609374789204754220&amp;postID=8621224291927274717' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/8621224291927274717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/8621224291927274717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/2009/03/beat-it.html' title='Beat It!!'/><author><name>Brothers Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08169940009381213051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP3r19EgndI/AAAAAAAABWg/tqD-t7clvNY/S220/bros.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sb_e2PfAu8I/AAAAAAAACO0/NluotDLyKxw/s72-c/giant_glove.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3609374789204754220.post-7050817366898891645</id><published>2009-03-11T16:37:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T22:17:41.214-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Magic City'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Georgia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thomas Jefferson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glenn Beck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taxes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='government'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strip club'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='america'/><title type='text'>I Got 5 On It</title><content type='html'>I'm gonna put myself out there a little bit on this one, but you'll feel me. I listen to a lot of talk radio. (Probably 90% of all my radio listening time is spent on the AM dial). One of my favorite people to listen to is Glenn Beck. He's a witty and quirky commentator that you can find on the Fox News Channel. So everyday I get an email from him (or his people) recapping the day's show content. I find this useful because when I'm not at home in Phoenix, I rarely get a chance to listen to him. Well the emailed newsletter from Monday March 9th had this little bit of news sprinkled in it: &lt;a href="http://www.glennbeck.com/content/articles/article/198/22465/"&gt;March to Socialism - Pole Tax.&lt;/a&gt; Immediately my ears perked up. Could they be talking about what I think they're talking about. So I read the article and sure enough, the state of Georgia is proposing adding an additional $5 tax to each patron in order to pay for victims of sexual abuse and human trafficking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I want to stop right here for a moment. I'm am not unsympathetic to the plight of those poor individuals who have been affected by sexual abuse and human trafficking. My heart goes out to them, and I pray for the best for them and their recoveries. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SbhA3pO3a4I/AAAAAAAACOU/gtMovBBl4pE/s1600-h/stripper-pole.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 143px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SbhA3pO3a4I/AAAAAAAACOU/gtMovBBl4pE/s200/stripper-pole.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312067085188688770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now back to this $5. Some of you may be aware, others oblivious, but Atlanta, Georgia is one of the premiere locations in America for Strip Clubs. And while I am not necessarily an expert on this issue, I have done enough research to write a dissertation. (But I guess that would make me an expert. Lol). I can tell you with some certainty that placing this additional tax on customers should be a huge windfall for the state of Georgia. But that's just it, its for the state of Georgia. Sure they say that its for the victims, but that's just what they say to get people to go along with it. Just like the taxes they impose of cigarettes. They tell you that its for all these different programs, but really, its just more money going to the state. I have watched more than my fair share of Law &amp; Order, and only on rare occasions do the police or prosecutors offer any assistance to victims in monetary form. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the other thing about the tax hike. Are the legislators in Georgia making a correlation between strip clubs and the numbers of sexual assaults in their state? If not, then why are they singling out this particular industry for this tax? I mean, it would be like taxing the buyers of water polo equipment to pay for clean water programs. Sure they have the unifying element of water, but water polo is played in a swimming pool. Most water pollution occurs in our lakes, rivers, and oceans. Same thing with this tax. Yes, strip clubs and sexual abuse have the unifying element of sex, but that's as far as it goes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SbhEW2yU-5I/AAAAAAAACOc/XWg_LiurHI0/s1600-h/9-8-08sfp-f1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 146px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SbhEW2yU-5I/AAAAAAAACOc/XWg_LiurHI0/s200/9-8-08sfp-f1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312070919937915794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Will this stop people from going to strip clubs? Of course not. As a matter of fact, I have a wedding to go to in Atlanta in May, and I'm hoping that the bachelor party is at one of their local facilities. (Magic City preferably, as it is the Vatican City of strip clubs). And if it costs me an extra 5, fine. You pay for the experience right? I just have a huge problem with Government once again taxing those things that they consider "immoral". Sin taxes as they're known in Chicago. The way I look at it, if I pay my income taxes, why should they look for every possible way to snake even more of my money away from me. Hell, look at them now. All but four states are running budget deficits. As far as I'm concerned, Government hasn't proven to be very responsible with our money anyway. Besides, I wouldn't be surprised if some of your tax dollars were being spent by these very same politicians in some of these very same establishments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SbhHBiPFZnI/AAAAAAAACOk/792xVc8eftk/s1600-h/usa-flag-inside-map.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 126px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SbhHBiPFZnI/AAAAAAAACOk/792xVc8eftk/s200/usa-flag-inside-map.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312073852179015282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We as a nation are headed down a slippery slope here with this whole socialism thing. Government is not the answer. (Let me repeat that for those in the back of the room), Government is NOT the answer! And if you don't believe me, 200 plus years ago, a man much smarter than I said "That government is best which governs the least, because its people discipline themselves". That man was Thomas Jefferson, the original drafter of the Declaration of Independence. Think he may have been on to something? I mean, he did get that whole "America" idea of the ground. I'm just saying. (Credit to Glenn for the "I'm just saying").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-DrizaDre-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. In my research for this blog, I came across this &lt;a href="http://www.11alive.com/news/local/story.aspx?storyid=127830&amp;provider=top"&gt;story&lt;/a&gt;. It didn't really fit, but I couldn't resist saying something. People, come on, power tools are not sex toys! And if your name isn't Tim the Toolman Taylor or Bob Vila, why are you bringing buzz saws into the bedroom anyway? I know that there are some sick perversions out there, but this one is definitely one of the stranger ones. (And the clown and balloon thing). Lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3609374789204754220-7050817366898891645?l=brosperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://www.glennbeck.com/content/articles/article/198/22465/' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/7050817366898891645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3609374789204754220&amp;postID=7050817366898891645' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/7050817366898891645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/7050817366898891645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-got-5-on-it.html' title='I Got 5 On It'/><author><name>Brothers Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08169940009381213051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP3r19EgndI/AAAAAAAABWg/tqD-t7clvNY/S220/bros.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SbhA3pO3a4I/AAAAAAAACOU/gtMovBBl4pE/s72-c/stripper-pole.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3609374789204754220.post-8290628381899660104</id><published>2009-03-09T07:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T07:12:00.613-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='commercial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cereal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bowl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cousin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='barack obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breakfast'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soggy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='son'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='milk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annoying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Cereal Killer</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310983210158992418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SbRnF0GXLCI/AAAAAAAACN0/Ia5dst49Lco/s200/Cereal_Killer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;So just like any given weekend my son is here with me. I will admit that he's a very picky eater. But he does get it honest. So when breakfast time rolls around and he's given the usual choices for breakfast, you never know what exactly he will choose. Well this morning he chose to have cereal. However, my son chooses to eat his cereal dry no milk. But will take a cup of juice on the side. Don't ask me why, but like I said the boy is a picky eater. Well this morning I decided to join him in a bowl of cereal. But as I was eating I asked myself a question that I have asked before. Am I too old to be eating some damn cereal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SbRnFSmVYkI/AAAAAAAACNk/HhtEJ6jrbCM/s1600-h/cerealkiller.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310983201166287426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SbRnFSmVYkI/AAAAAAAACNk/HhtEJ6jrbCM/s200/cerealkiller.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I mean I've never seen any age restrictions on a box of cereal. But this morning as I was eating my cereal, I sat and thought should a grown ass man really be eating Fruity Pebbles? I mean just the name of the cereal alone doesn't sound like anything a grown ass man should be associated with. I guess Fruit Loops fits this same category. LOL. Now that's not necessarily my favorite cereal, but it's what we had in the cupboard at the time. I mean I very rarely will even eat breakfast at all. But the very few times I eat cereal, I will admit that I have a very strange way of eating my cereal. I'll break down how it works.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SbRnGJ6hulI/AAAAAAAACN8/c-xXKxpmuAI/s1600-h/cereal1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310983216014932562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SbRnGJ6hulI/AAAAAAAACN8/c-xXKxpmuAI/s200/cereal1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While most do the typical pour cereal in the bowl and add milk then eat, I choose a different approach. See my main goal in eating cereal is to avoid it getting soggy. I don't know about anyone else but soggy cereal is probably one of the most disgusting things there is. I have never liked it since a kid. I can't even watch someone else eat soggy cereal. And I hated when I got told "You better finish your cereal before you get up from the table" especially after it got soggy. Why someone has not invented a way to keep a cereal from going soggy behooves me to this day. I found this supposed "invention" online called the "New Angle Cereal Bowl" that's supposed to eliminate the cereal from getting soggy. You can watch the &lt;a href="http://www.newanglecerealbowl.com/commercial/commercial.htm"&gt;video of the commercial &lt;/a&gt;for yourself, but it seems very suspect to me. My version of eating cereal does the exact same thing if you ask me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But anyways I digress. Back to my cereal eating process.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step 1:&lt;/strong&gt; Add Milk to bowl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step 2:&lt;/strong&gt; Bring bowl with milk and spoon and box of cereal to table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step 3:&lt;/strong&gt; Pour a small amount of cereal into the milk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step 4:&lt;/strong&gt; Quickly begin to eat the cereal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step 5:&lt;/strong&gt; After cereal in bowl is gone repeat steps 3, 4 and 5 until the milk is all gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Again, I admit that it's a weird process to eat a bowl of cereal but it eliminates the chance of it getting soggy. Small amounts of cereal poured in at a time limit this from happening. I will also admit that for this reason, when I eat cereal I don't really get to enjoy it. I feel like it's a race against time. I have to devour what's in the bowl before it gets soggy. This is one of the reasons I choose to eat cereal alone. Well there is another reason, but that is probably equally as strange. For some reason I can not sit and eat cereal with another person. Don't judge me. I will attempt to explain and plead my sanity case a little further. LoL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can remember being younger and at breakfast time my brother would sit across from me. But for some reason listening to him eat cereal just got on my damn nerves. I mean I'm so far from being the morning person. Therefore, already waking up being irritated and hearing him slurp down a bowl of cereal made me want to toss my bowl across the table at him. Sorry Bro, but it's true. LoL. If you asked he will probably admit that he felt the exact same about me when it came to cereal eating. I guess cereal is just not a quiet enough food to eat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SbRn6GWpx4I/AAAAAAAACOE/S-CW3U4-ke4/s1600-h/cerealwater.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310984108412356482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SbRn6GWpx4I/AAAAAAAACOE/S-CW3U4-ke4/s200/cerealwater.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lastly, I'm curious has anyone else ever done this nasty mess here. I remember my bro and I being at my cousins house. Now it was about 4 of them at the time so imagine a house full of 6 kids ranging from ages 5-10. Well when breakfast time came just like all little kids we wanted cereal. Well just like that scene in the movie Friday, we all poured up big bowls of cereal. And of course we go to the fridge for milk and there is none. Well we were all pretty broke in those days and we were told there would be no milk for this breakfast. I can't recall the culprit, but I have a clue. But someone yelled out I'm eating mines with water and proceeded to pour up. WTF? Water? I was going to eat mines dry like my son, but that ruined my entire appetite there. LoL. In an effort to keep the not snitching streak going I won't mention any names. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SbRnFicar-I/AAAAAAAACNs/xYROs5YWO7M/s1600-h/cereals.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310983205419659234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 114px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SbRnFicar-I/AAAAAAAACNs/xYROs5YWO7M/s200/cereals.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well I don't know if me occasionally enjoying a bowl or 5 of cereal constitutes juvenile behavior but if so then it is what it is. If I could enjoy breakfast in bed (which I recently had. ;-) LoL) on the daily with pancakes, eggs, and bacon then I would stray away from cereal. But until then I will surely be enjoying a bowl of cereal every now and then. Not to mention I'm not a milk drinker so eating cereal allows my minimal amount of calcium intake. LoL. In closing gotta give a shout out to a few of my favorites.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apple Jacks, Frosted Flakes, Captain Crunch, Cinnamon Toast Crunch, Trix, Fruit Loops, Honey Comb, and Golden Grahams. Oh and I found this one quite interesting. Obama O's. LoL. It's a damn shame, but someone's probably buying this mess. LoL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310984804678276930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SbRoioJYl0I/AAAAAAAACOM/Bpw1CAAibm4/s200/breakfast_cereals_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--C-Recks--&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3609374789204754220-8290628381899660104?l=brosperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/8290628381899660104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3609374789204754220&amp;postID=8290628381899660104' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/8290628381899660104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/8290628381899660104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/2009/03/cereal-killer.html' title='Cereal Killer'/><author><name>Brothers Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08169940009381213051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP3r19EgndI/AAAAAAAABWg/tqD-t7clvNY/S220/bros.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SbRnF0GXLCI/AAAAAAAACN0/Ia5dst49Lco/s72-c/Cereal_Killer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3609374789204754220.post-4309006871664187073</id><published>2009-03-06T06:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T07:13:46.383-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='canada'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chicago'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jerry rice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='royalty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crown royal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bishop don juan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pimp suit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crown'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='black people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hillary Clinton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hard out here for a pimp'/><title type='text'>"Crown"-ing Glory (Re-Post)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SFmFN9dhQPI/AAAAAAAAAD0/tAY-Do4R_Yo/s1600-h/crownroyal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213344518541230322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SFmFN9dhQPI/AAAAAAAAAD0/tAY-Do4R_Yo/s200/crownroyal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This blog started as a honoring of what I believed was a ghetto staple. Well thanks to some investigating, I discovered that it really is an American staple. The Crown Royal bag. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the idea for this blog when a friend of mine told me a story of how she was in downtown Chicago, and a fairly classy lady pulled out a Crown Royal bag (CRB) of change, and paid the meter. Through my laughter, I began to think of all the uses that I have seen of the CRB. For those of you who are not big liquor drinkers, a little background information. (I Love this part, lets take 'em to school). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crown Royal, or Crown for short, was created in 1939 to commemorate the first visit to Canada by King George VI and his wife Queen Elizabeth. (The parents of Queen Elizabeth II, the current queen of England). It is a Canadian Whiskey, and was distributed by the Seagram's Corporation. Crown was only available in Canada until 1964, when its crown shaped bottle, and royal blue bag made its way to America. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it is here where we begin our story. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, growing up as a kid on the south side of Chicago, I have always been aware of Crown Royal. From previous blogs, you may believe it was due to my Grandfather, but honestly it was from a highly sensitive intellect. Either that, or all those alcohol billboards scattered across the soutside of Chicago. And the one that always stood out the most was the velvet looking CRB.&lt;br /&gt;As I've gotten older, that bag began to take on a less elegant meaning. Think something more along the lines of a Scarlet Letter for alcoholics. Well folks, as usual, the Internet has shown me that I had no clue to the full extent the CRB has woven itself into the fabric of America. Literally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Crown Royal Quilt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SFl_uo6ccWI/AAAAAAAAADU/CZPzPNPmZpg/s1600-h/CR4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213338482891321698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SFl_uo6ccWI/AAAAAAAAADU/CZPzPNPmZpg/s200/CR4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;An actual quilt, woven out of CRBs. When I first saw it, I said to myself not bad. However, the inevitable question set in, did the person who made it drink all that Crown? Hell Naw! Impossible. If you drink that much goddamn Crown, there's no way you even have the hand-eye coordination to thread a needle. So to those who've gone to this level of creativity, cheers to you, the Queen would be proud. Grade B+&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Crown Royal Dress&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SFl_UjtCXWI/AAAAAAAAADE/T54v41alF5E/s1600-h/CR2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213338034816310626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SFl_UjtCXWI/AAAAAAAAADE/T54v41alF5E/s200/CR2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now the sight of this one was very appealing. I thought the dress was pretty, and the Crown aspect was somewhat subtle. Could I really see someone sporting something like this? No. Much like walking around with a CRB, there is a certain stigma that would be applied to you when people see you. Grade B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Crown Royal bikini&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SFl_0QsVzKI/AAAAAAAAADc/3OOycpGMlZU/s1600-h/CR5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213338579468930210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SFl_0QsVzKI/AAAAAAAAADc/3OOycpGMlZU/s200/CR5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I'm conflicted on this one. Do I really like the design, or am I just drawn to what being covered? Regardless, this would be an awesome sight at the beach. Only problem is that you can't stare too long. They lock people up, and make them register for certain lists for that kind of foolishness. So without oogling too long... Grade A- (A+ if you're a dime).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Crown Royal suit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SFl_jwReiiI/AAAAAAAAADM/UgnbxXHBZn4/s1600-h/CR3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213338295888415266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SFl_jwReiiI/AAAAAAAAADM/UgnbxXHBZn4/s200/CR3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I saw this one, I almost fell out of my chair. Now the gentleman in the picture is none other than Jerry Rice. Arguably the best wide receiver ever to play the position. Or to some of you, a contestant on Dancing with the stars. (Personally, I've never seen the show). Now, I have 2 schools of thought on this one. Number 1, the extravagance of the suit would actually make Bishop Magic Don Juan blush and put down his pimp cup. So it doesn't appeal to me on that level. Number 2 however, is a little more redeeming. I used to question some things about my man Jerry when he was still playing in the league. And for him to go straight from that suspect nature to Dancing with the Stars didn't help his image in my eyes. But seeing this pic. Well, how can I hate on a man that would support Crown Royal in such a way? Its a pimp drink, he's wearing a pimp suit: Jerry Rice is a pimp! (Well 2+2 is 4 right?) Grade F- if you or I try and pull this off, but A+ for Jerry. Way to man up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Crown Royal robber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-57811da87d3f87b4" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D57811da87d3f87b4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329882498%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2F21AB333ABDC97F852FAC4C3148DC735F3C8376.4B34AD6CCEA2CA0725B44081F4ECFE119BDB65B0%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D57811da87d3f87b4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DxDk8nw3txRMZj_5WHi--T2VGFyQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D57811da87d3f87b4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329882498%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2F21AB333ABDC97F852FAC4C3148DC735F3C8376.4B34AD6CCEA2CA0725B44081F4ECFE119BDB65B0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D57811da87d3f87b4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DxDk8nw3txRMZj_5WHi--T2VGFyQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This one was off the charts for me. A cat that robbed banks and had them putting the money in a Crown Royal bag. Now this activity is one that only a true Crown Royal drinker could undertake. Robbing banks is bad enough, but why would you do so, and limit the amount of money you get to what can be stuffed in a CRB? Grade F-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So as you can see, that which I thought was a hood staple is as American as Apple Pie. This little exercise actually made me feel better about my people. (Black People). We're clearly just reflecting the American spirit. And besides, Crown was made for Royalty, don't we all deserve a little bit of elegance in our lives. Hillary would drink to that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SFmAOKHCQmI/AAAAAAAAADs/h0We3IEsSDs/s1600-h/CR7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213339024378446434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SFmAOKHCQmI/AAAAAAAAADs/h0We3IEsSDs/s200/CR7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SFmAAfBN2LI/AAAAAAAAADk/1aAEZWoK8Gw/s1600-h/CR6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213338789473015986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SFmAAfBN2LI/AAAAAAAAADk/1aAEZWoK8Gw/s200/CR6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SFmAOKHCQmI/AAAAAAAAADs/h0We3IEsSDs/s1600-h/CR7.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--drizadre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3609374789204754220-4309006871664187073?l=brosperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=57811da87d3f87b4&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/4309006871664187073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3609374789204754220&amp;postID=4309006871664187073' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/4309006871664187073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/4309006871664187073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/2008/06/this-blog-started-as-honoring-of-what-i.html' title='&quot;Crown&quot;-ing Glory (Re-Post)'/><author><name>Brothers Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08169940009381213051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP3r19EgndI/AAAAAAAABWg/tqD-t7clvNY/S220/bros.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SFmFN9dhQPI/AAAAAAAAAD0/tAY-Do4R_Yo/s72-c/crownroyal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3609374789204754220.post-6207882224027117512</id><published>2009-03-04T08:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T13:35:31.295-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='customer service'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sprint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bank of america'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greyhound'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='economy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='business'/><title type='text'>Don't Get On The Bus</title><content type='html'>One of the best parts of having a blog is that not only do you come across interesting people, but when you encounter something that pisses you off, you have the perfect outlet to vent your frustrations. Well, that's what I'm about to do right now. Please forgive me, but I am about to go there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a certain bus company, and to avoid potential legal ramifications, let's just call them Hound Dog, that I absolutely hate with a passion. I believe that you would be hard pressed to find a more unprofessional company in American history. Yes, with our recent economic turmoil, we've come across companies such as Tyco, Enron, and Adelphia, but even those companies didn't screw as many people as Hound Dog has. My earliest memory of Hound Dog has to do with the birth of my brother. When my brother was born, I was only 19 months old, but I swear that I remember my parents leaving me with my Grandmother, and I was playing with a toy bus. And that bus just happened to be a replica of a Hound Dog bus. Little did I know that Hound Dog would be a thorn in my ass the next 30 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next significant memory of Hound Dog revolved around a bus trip that my mother, brother, and I took from Chicago to Los Angeles. We were moving there to be with my father. (Long story for another blog). Well, we left pretty close to Christmas. The trip was relatively uneventful, until we reached a little shit hole town called Green River, Utah. For those of you who are geographically savvy, Green River is about 100 or so west of Grand Junction, Colorado. If you're unfamiliar with Grand Junction, then you're beginning to understand just how much in BFE Green River is. But I digress. So the moral of the Green River story is that Hound Dog had us stuck there for let's call it 12 hours. That may not seem like much, but to a 9 year old, it was an eternity. I don't know what they eventually did to get us on our way, but what I do remember is that we made it to Los Angeles on Christmas day. I don't believe that was the original plan. But when it comes to Hound Dog, the only plan you should make it to have them piss you off at some point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the course of the next 21 years, I've had many Hound Dog tales. There's the time that I lost my entire CD collection in Pittsburgh, the time I was on a Hound Dog bus that broke down in the middle of the expressway in Atlanta (and we sat in the middle of traffic for more than an hour with cars speeding past us on both sides), and the time that I got left in Walcott, Iowa at a truck stop while all my possessions were on a bus heading towards Chicago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moral of what I want to say is that in this kind of economy, its no wonder how many of these companies are losing money. Companies that treat their customers like crap deserve to be teetering on the brink of collapse. Other companies that fit that mold in my opinion are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sa7IOEHyzbI/AAAAAAAACM8/HKtJU238mx8/s1600-h/sprint_logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 105px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sa7IOEHyzbI/AAAAAAAACM8/HKtJU238mx8/s200/sprint_logo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309401154666548658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've been a customer with them for 7-8 years. And to this day, I still don't know why I'm with them. Their customer "no" service is horrible. When it comes to them, I feel like I'm in a bad marriage, but for some reason I just can't leave. (Right now, it the $200 divorce cost that keeping me with them. Lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sa7J8xs2MII/AAAAAAAACNE/aTNO-0KrAOA/s1600-h/fedex_kinko-28660-1163553605599.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sa7J8xs2MII/AAAAAAAACNE/aTNO-0KrAOA/s200/fedex_kinko-28660-1163553605599.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309403056687165570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With my job, I spend way too much time in this place. My biggest problem with them is that there never seems to be anyone around when you need them. There prices are a little high to me as well. And I swear that if my company didn't have an account with them, and they weren't open 24 hours, I wouldn't have to have them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sa7LMuPOaBI/AAAAAAAACNM/Tp8JouNc1Ks/s1600-h/Bank-of-America-RGB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 94px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sa7LMuPOaBI/AAAAAAAACNM/Tp8JouNc1Ks/s200/Bank-of-America-RGB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309404430147151890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes this is my bank. Why? Once again, I have no idea. Probably because they are one of the few banks that I have found everywhere around the country. Which makes it convenient given my constant travel. If you're not a customer, I don't recommend them. They are the bank that introduced $3 ATM fees. Their customer service is average at best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sa7O_OXsgBI/AAAAAAAACNU/mZY0GVDLfJE/s1600-h/1138649663.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sa7O_OXsgBI/AAAAAAAACNU/mZY0GVDLfJE/s200/1138649663.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309408596300955666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who don't live in Chicago, count yourself blessed that you've never had to deal with these people. Jewel is a grocery store, and I hate going to the ones in the city. (Suburban Jewel's seem to be ok). When you go to this place, you might as well expect a serious attitude to be sold to you along with your milk and eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sa7RbSHhsqI/AAAAAAAACNc/MsthaK3QLwA/s1600-h/mechanics.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 136px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sa7RbSHhsqI/AAAAAAAACNc/MsthaK3QLwA/s200/mechanics.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309411277366473378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Any mechanic fits this category. There aren't too many places that I dread going, but the local mechanic is definitely one of them. When you go, you already know that you're gonna get screwed. They do it with a smile on their faces which actually makes it much worse. I hope that someone will soon open up a repair shop that's not a pain to go to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that its up to us to spend our money with companies that provide the best service possible. And while that's usually our goal, we sometime find ourselves caught in a bad set of circumstances. Its just then that we wish the old adage of "The customer is always right" were still the prevailing wisdom. Unfortunately, the desire of "customer service" has too fallen victim to the almighty dollar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-DrizaDre-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3609374789204754220-6207882224027117512?l=brosperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/6207882224027117512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3609374789204754220&amp;postID=6207882224027117512' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/6207882224027117512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/6207882224027117512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/2009/03/dont-get-on-bus.html' title='Don&apos;t Get On The Bus'/><author><name>Brothers Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08169940009381213051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP3r19EgndI/AAAAAAAABWg/tqD-t7clvNY/S220/bros.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sa7IOEHyzbI/AAAAAAAACM8/HKtJU238mx8/s72-c/sprint_logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3609374789204754220.post-6245159373270322125</id><published>2009-03-02T06:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T07:16:18.104-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lapd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Irish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Los Angeles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rodney king'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='police'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='son'/><title type='text'>Tons of Guns</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sat1dT9JC4I/AAAAAAAACME/kFHPmue-djo/s1600-h/guns.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308465732219636610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sat1dT9JC4I/AAAAAAAACME/kFHPmue-djo/s200/guns.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"I got mines I hope you [got yourself a gun]" Nas - "Got yourself a Gun"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be honest I don't listen to or really read the news. The reason being is because it's usually all bad news. So I can appreciate when ClnMike does his &lt;a href="http://thehappygoluckybachelor.blogspot.com/2009/02/good-news-tuesday-salma-hayek-really.html"&gt;Good News Tuesdays&lt;/a&gt;. But last week I came across an article about a &lt;a href="http://www.nydailynews.com/news/us_world/2009/02/21/2009-02-21_boy_11_charged_with_killing_fathers_fian.html"&gt;young 11 year old boy that killed his pregnant step mother with a gun&lt;/a&gt;. Well the twisted part is that apparently the gun used to kill the 8 month pregnant step mother was a youth 20-gauge shot gun that was given to the child. Just 2 weeks prior to this tragic event the boy won a turkey in a shooting competition. I just don't understand what some parents are thinking these days. This tragedy could have been prevented so easily. But now a woman and her unborn baby are dead, a young boy is facing life in prison for double homicide and a family is torn apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I know I started off with something a little depressing, but that story made me think about me and guns when I was a young boy. So on a lighter note I have a little confession. When I was younger like most young boys I had a fascination with guns. Upon saying that some may assume that I had plenty of toy guns to play with. Well actually it was the total opposite. My parents absolutely refused to buy or allow me to play with toy guns. Yep they were all off limits. Water pistol? Nope! Cap gun? Nope! Suction gun? Nope! Trust mom and dad vetoed them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sat1cyEYbJI/AAAAAAAACL0/aJTfrevvCV8/s1600-h/gun1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308465723123199122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sat1cyEYbJI/AAAAAAAACL0/aJTfrevvCV8/s200/gun1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, as a young boy I was stuck at a crossroad. I mean how am I to play cops and robbers with no gun? What kind of cop or robber has no gun? So what was I to do? Well being the innovative young boy that I was (and still am) I didn't need an actual gun. Yes ladies and gentlemen I turned any and everything into a gun. I made guns out of legos, Lincoln Logs (that's old school for the younger readers out there. Lol), sticks, and of course my finger. Pow! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308467358165320706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sat279EzRAI/AAAAAAAACMU/P_FqaFil0EY/s200/gun2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Now as much as my parents tried to stop this behavior they just couldn't keep me from making more guns. As soon as they took one of my make shift guns away I would immediately grab something else, aim it at someone, and say POW! I think its just one of those things about little boys. Its somehow in their nature. Although I will admit I was an extreme case.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Likewise, my son's mother and I adopted the same philosophy to keep our son away from guns. But of course it doesn't stop him from running up on me with his finger or some other object and unloading on me. POW! Lol. Luckily for me his fascination is with cars and rarely thinks about guns or violent toys. As for me I eventually turned to sports cards and video games and my gun fascination died down some. However, when the super soaker was out I had to have one. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308468393754725810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sat34O8jjbI/AAAAAAAACMc/Xrrcsde0XDM/s200/gun3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sat1kVaLFGI/AAAAAAAACMM/4p1zPYe06Os/s1600-h/gun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308465852868924514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sat1kVaLFGI/AAAAAAAACMM/4p1zPYe06Os/s200/gun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Again, the key word is it died down "some." I can recall at about age 12 a friend of mines and I bought these 2 toy guns. They resembled 9 millimeters. But what kept them from looking real was the fact they were painted in camouflage fatigue colors. Well in an effort to make them look realer we came up with the bright idea to spray paint the guns black. So, after spray painting the guns to the average untrained eye the gun really did look like a real 9 millimeter (similar to the toy gun to the left). Bright idea #2 came when we decided to actually carry these guns around. Yep just like they do in the movies in the waist band. Now we didn't do anything devious with these guns but we just carried them around to make us look or feel cool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sat6Cq6PlWI/AAAAAAAACMs/hf98rKOTAgM/s1600-h/lapd2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308470772083168610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sat6Cq6PlWI/AAAAAAAACMs/hf98rKOTAgM/s200/lapd2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fortunately, no one ever mistook the guns for real guns. However, there was one particular incident that I recall so vividly. Now let me first paint the picture. The year was around 1992 or 1993, the place Los Angeles, California (Technically the San Fernando Valley). So this was after the Rodney King verdict and L.A. riots. So tension between blacks and police were at an all time high. A 12 year old young black male walks out of a local mall. He has a toy gun spray painted to look realistic. A police squad car with 2 white officers in it passes by and they notice him reaching for what looks to be a gun. They immediately stop! They tell him to stop and one of the officers walks up to him and asks what he has tucked in his jeans. He pulls out a toy gun and immediately states "it's just a toy." Officer #1 replies "this thing looks real why are you carrying it?" The boy replies "for no reason its just a toy." Officer #2 states "don't you know we could have shot you thinking this gun was real?" The boy keeps quiet. Officer #1 says "we're going to give you a bag to carry this thing in." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sat6Cft6IBI/AAAAAAAACMk/LMz6CzV5PD8/s1600-h/lapd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308470769078640658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sat6Cft6IBI/AAAAAAAACMk/LMz6CzV5PD8/s200/lapd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next, Officer #2 interjects and says "no better yet we're going to just drop you off at home. What's your name and where do you live?" The boy panics and tries to think fast. He gives his first name. They then ask him his last name. He attempts to think even faster. Well he didn't want to give his real last name, so the only thing that he could come up with quick enough was Mc Williams. "Mc Williams is your last name?" Officer #1 asks with a suspicious look on his face. He then sarcastically states "Okay then hop in the back we're gonna drop you off at home Mr. Mc Williams." On the trip the young boy realizes he can't be seen by his parents with a squad car dropping him off. So as they approach his apartment complex he tells them to stop at the building right before his. The officers let him out of the back and give him the gun in the bag. They leave him with a stern warning not to carry the gun out in public any more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well of course that young black boy was me. Whenever I think back to the incident I just think God was with me that day. Those cops could have shot me and would have gotten away with justifiable homicide because I decided to carry a fake gun. Then I laugh at me choosing the last name Mc Williams. There was a white girl in my class with the same last name so I guess that's all that came to mind in time. Back then I didn't realize that it was strictly an Irish last name. So the chances of a black man having that last name were the same of Rodney King still having some of the money left that he won in the civil trial. Although my brother once out drank an Irish man and called him self Dre Mc Williams, beyond that it wasn't a plausible alias. LoL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sat7AuPGfUI/AAAAAAAACM0/6lxzfG7iNRY/s1600-h/gun4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308471838127848770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 127px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sat7AuPGfUI/AAAAAAAACM0/6lxzfG7iNRY/s200/gun4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't think my fascination with guns was quite the same after that incident. Pretty much non existent would describe it best. Although once my ex father in law (an ex-police officer) took me to the gun range once when I was about 21. That was the first real life gun I had ever held let alone fired. So I guess that allowed me to finally live out some childhood fantasy. Whatever the case may be a child does not have the mental capicity to handle real guns. Hell there are plenty of adults that shouldn't even be handling guns. So to purposely hand a child a real gun is a tragedy waiting to happen. Just my take on the story. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--C-Recks--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3609374789204754220-6245159373270322125?l=brosperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/6245159373270322125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3609374789204754220&amp;postID=6245159373270322125' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/6245159373270322125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/6245159373270322125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/2009/03/tons-of-guns.html' title='Tons of Guns'/><author><name>Brothers Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08169940009381213051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP3r19EgndI/AAAAAAAABWg/tqD-t7clvNY/S220/bros.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/Sat1dT9JC4I/AAAAAAAACME/kFHPmue-djo/s72-c/guns.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3609374789204754220.post-5827683064665896504</id><published>2009-02-27T06:46:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T07:21:26.767-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chicago'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='r.kelly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dentist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kanye west'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brother'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='black people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new job'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ipod'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chocolate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='candy'/><title type='text'>Sweetest Hangover</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SaeLs2vLhpI/AAAAAAAACLs/zJ92iSPW-DE/s1600-h/chocolate+factory.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307364288603326098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SaeLs2vLhpI/AAAAAAAACLs/zJ92iSPW-DE/s320/chocolate+factory.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So as you all may know I recently started my new job. I thank all of you that wished me success. A few have asked how the new job was going. So I figured I'd take a little time to give you guys a little update on my new place of employment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;First of all I must say that I don't know why but my family thought my last job was some big G-14 Classified secret mystery. They often referred to me as Tommy from Martin (You aint got no Damn Job Maaaan!! LoL). Especially my brother. But they would often ask me what did I really do? As much as I explained they didn't seem to believe me. LoL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well with this new job all of that has changed. It is blatantly obvious as to what I am doing now. In this new position I am employed by a major chocolate manufacturer. I'm sure there are plenty of chocolate lovers out there. But the funny thing about it is I don't really even eat chocolate like that. I mean maybe every now and then, but it's a rarity. Well if chocolate is your weakness this is definitely not a place you would want to work. Much like I could never want to work as a sampler in a beer factory or a P-factory. LMAO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me just tell you when you walk into the building the smell is overwhelming. And don't call yourself being on the Kanye get right for the summer work out plan. You can forget it, because that's not going to work here. They keep chocolate on tap for the employees. In my interview it was about 10 AM and one lady I was interviewing with asked me "Do you need anything? Water, coffee, or chocolate?" I was thinking chocolate at 10 am? Are you crazy? Well apparently she was serious. As you can see from the pics below the chocolate is just in candy dishes around the office and building. There is a lady whose job is to re-fill the candy dishes when they get low. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307357198847703762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SaeFQLVt-tI/AAAAAAAACLU/RXEPpY-dmHk/s320/027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307357189538905810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SaeFPoqU_tI/AAAAAAAACK8/4Ur9OfLysz0/s320/020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307357196687941554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SaeFQDSyn7I/AAAAAAAACLM/HHbW902oYlA/s320/022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I first saw their benefits package I wondered why in the hell the dental plans were so low. But now I realize exactly why they were so low. The reason being is because they're probably helping keep plenty of dentists across Chicago in business. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But so far I'm liking the job. Although there are definitely some characters, the people are really nice. I of course work with mostly all women again. But definitely not as bitter and annoying as at my old job. There are other black people around me so I'm not the odd man out anymore. One thing I forgot about working for larger companies is those damn birthday clubs. By Day 5 they were already recruiting me. And by week #2 I already had to contribute $5 to someone's birthday in my department. They're having some kind of party today. I thought about saying I barely even know y'all yet so why would I contribute. But then I heard someone say that there are no more birthdays til summer. Then I thought well my birthday is in a couple months so a $5 investment isn't too bad as long as I get hooked up come May. LoL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My longer commute isn't too bad. Far from my 2 minute drive I used to have to the old drive. But it's not as bad as I thought. Well that was until my Ipod went out on me. But I'm still managing for now. Also, my new work space is bigger than at the old place as you can see below. Day one they had my name plate up on my desk made me feel kind of important. Lol. Also they're really high tech with wireless headsets and stuff like that. I was pretty impressed. But I guess a real company doesn't mind spending money. What a concept. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307357192799517010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SaeFP0zt-VI/AAAAAAAACLE/3QROIuM3prA/s320/021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now my brother and I will never hesitate to take a couple of cheap shots at each other where possible. The only downfall to the job is that I've left him with what seems like unlimited ammunition to shoot me a new nickname when he feels like it. So far I've been called &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cory Wonka, R.Kelly (Chocolate Factory), and Candy Man&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I'm sure he's not done yet. He's probably saving some of the better ones for later. But if anyone has any good ones for him feel free to join in. Don't worry I'm not sensitive so don't worry about hurting my feelings. In fact I just thought of a good one myself. You ready? Give it up for "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sexual Chocolate!! Sexual Chocolate&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! That Boy's good!!" LMAO.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;--C-Recks--&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3609374789204754220-5827683064665896504?l=brosperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/5827683064665896504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3609374789204754220&amp;postID=5827683064665896504' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/5827683064665896504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/5827683064665896504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/2009/02/sweetest-hangover.html' title='Sweetest Hangover'/><author><name>Brothers Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08169940009381213051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP3r19EgndI/AAAAAAAABWg/tqD-t7clvNY/S220/bros.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SaeLs2vLhpI/AAAAAAAACLs/zJ92iSPW-DE/s72-c/chocolate+factory.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3609374789204754220.post-4950915605801671331</id><published>2009-02-24T20:08:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T00:35:47.344-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='black women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dr. Dre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='president'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='attory general'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='barack obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='race'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stereotype'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snoop Doggy Dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Al Sharpton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='asians'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stimulus plan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muslim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Driving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='native american'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='black people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='white people'/><title type='text'>Live and in Stereo(type)</title><content type='html'>Last Wednesday, our first black Attorney General gave a speech honoring black history month. In the speech, Eric Holder made this pronouncement: "Though this nation has proudly thought of itself as an ethnic melting, in things racial, we have always been, and I believe continue to be, in too many ways, essentially a nation of cowards." He went on to say that race issues continue to be a topic of political discussion, but "we, as average Americans, simply do not talk enough with each other about race." I found this statement by Mr. Holder to be rather interesting considering that for the better part of the last three months, the vast majority have been celebrating and discussing the fact that we now have the first black President in American history. Whether you are in favor of it or not, Barack Obama's race has been a central theme of a lot of our recent political discussion. Is that appropriate? Is that the kind of conversation that Mr. Holder feels as though we are supposed to be having? Well, if you've been a fan of this blog for any significant amount of time, you know that I'm the political of the Brothers Williams. And I feel as though I've done more than my part to discuss race. But just in case when Mr. Holder was referring to me when he said that we are a nation of cowards, let me do my part to open the lines of communication with the many races of America. (Don't worry, I will handle it with my usual delicate and witty self).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first place I want to start deals with the recent Hoopla surrounding a particular cartoon. On the very same day that Mr. Holder gave his speech, I came across an article about a cartoon that was supposed to be under scrutiny. I didn't read the article, but the lead of the article had the cartoon. I looked at the cartoon. In case you haven't seen it, here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SaSpOnMVqII/AAAAAAAACKc/0G8Zge6n078/s1600-h/18_02_2009---17_50_490015a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306552329453283458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SaSpOnMVqII/AAAAAAAACKc/0G8Zge6n078/s400/18_02_2009---17_50_490015a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I don't know about you, but I laughed when I saw this. I mean, the people who wrote the stimulus package were no smarter than chimps. Hilarious. Later that day, it was brought to my attention that Reverend Al (Sharpton) was upset about the photo, and his perception that it was a blatant racial attack against President Obama. Now anyone who has lived on this Earth for at least 20 years should be very familiar with Rev. Al's antics. So my immediate reaction was one of indifference. But I had to stop and think for a second. Was the cartoon meant to depict President Obama as a monkey? I couldn't exactly come to that conclusion, so I had to run it past the one person who I knew would surely be offended. My best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So later that night, I showed her the cartoon. And without fail, she immediately was pissed. So quickly, in fact, that it actually surprised me. After a 20 minute discussion about it, I began to wonder if there was something wrong with me. I mean, in no way did I draw the connection between the chimp with two bullet holes in him, and President Obama. So my new question became, is there something wrong with me? I am a pretty laid back kind of guy. I never thought it would take a lot to offend me, but I don't know any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you all remember the Don Imus fiasco? That was when the radio host referred to the Rutgers women's basketball team as "Nappy Headed Hoes." When that controversy first broke, I immediately remembered watching their game against the Tennessee Volunteers, and I myself remarked at how the Rutgers women were a little rough looking in comparison to Candace Parker and the Volunteers. Well needless to say, this particular controversy had my best friend up in arms. We had many a conversation in which I was judged to be uncaring to the plight of African-American women. And that's not what it was at all. I just feel that we as black people need to stand up for once, and admit some things about ourselves. We also need to stop being so overly sensitive about subjects. I hope that when Mr. Holder referred to Americans as cowards, he was, without implicitly saying so, referring to black people as well. Much like with this monkey cartoon, we don't have to allow ourselves to be offended. Sometimes, things are as simple as being a cartoon about the people who wrote the stimulus package being as smart as chimps. (By the way, though President Obama called for the stimulus package, the authors of said stimulus package were the United States Congress).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I want to contribute to the national discussion about race. I want to talk about stereotypes. Starting with my people of course:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.)&lt;/strong&gt; Black People love watermelon and fried chicken. Personally I can't stand watermelon. (Or any other melon for that matter). So to anyone who thinks that all black people like watermelon, you now know one who doesn't. Fried chicken on the other hand, I have to admit that I'm guilty of that one. Its not an essential component of my diet, but I am down with the yard bird. (That's what my father calls it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.)&lt;/strong&gt; One of the biggest hurdles to us as black people is the stereotype that we are a bunch of criminals. I have to be honest about this one, we are the source of this stereotype. I myself included. Because this is a snitch free blog, I'm not gonna go into details, but I too have found myself on the wrong side of the law. (Rightfully so). Since then I have changed my life, and I consider myself to be a productive member of society, but that isn't the case for all my fellow brothas. I say that with this stereotype, don't judge a book by its cover. Because the person that you judge as being "safe" just might be the person who's quickest to harm you, and the person who you cross the street to avoid just might be the one who would come to your rescue. Think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.)&lt;/strong&gt; Black men make a bunch of babies that they don't take care of. This stereotype is one that I take offense to. Not so much that it is completely untrue, because let's face it, there are far too many brothas who do walk away from their responsibilities as fathers. It offends me because the brothas who do the right things are still lumped into this category. As I said in my last blog, I had a daughter. And if I was given the chance, there's no way on God's green Earth, that she would have gone without knowing me, and being provided for by me. Even still, I have encountered people who are under the impression that I have children scattered across America. NO! Never have, never will. My parents raised me to know that any child I bring into this world, I will take care of. And if not, my father threatened to take me out himself. I just wish more fathers were around to make that very same threat to their sons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.)&lt;/strong&gt; Along the same vane, black men are a bunch of players. Once again this stereotype doesn't fit me. I Love women, don't get me wrong. But for as much as I Love women, I don't think there's anything as good as having one woman who's down for you, and vice versa. The whole "player" lifestyle doesn't seem too appealing. Now unfortunately I am still single, partly due to my own choices, partly due to some circumstance I have found myself thrown into. But regardless, I'm still on the hunt for that one true lasting relationship. And once I find it, I promise you that I won't throw it away on the search for indiscriminate sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.)&lt;/strong&gt; All black people have rhythm or all black people can dance. Sorry to say, and I am ashamed of this one, I can't dance to save my life. It hasn't always been the case. Back when the running man, and the Roger Rabbit were popular dances, I was like Omarion on the dance floor. However as time has gone on, I just lost the "rhythm" that's supposedly in my genes. Sad thing is that I haven't stopped dancing. I've just got this gangsta bounce or sway that I do. Something I picked up during my many club visits in Atlanta. My best friend says I dance like her grandfather D.B. So whenever we go dancing she always says "Do the D.B. for me". One day I'm gonna get my dancing weight up. Either that or I'll be as old as her grandfather, and my dancing won't be so out of style anymore. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.)&lt;/strong&gt; All black men are well endowed. This stereotype, well I Love it. I mean, what a wonderful thing to walk around and have everyone believe about you. Well, I'm gonna keep it ALL the way real with ya'll. Yes its true. Lol. Moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I've discussed some stereotypes about my people, I want to discuss some about other races. When I say what I'm about to say, I'm just being honest about what my perceptions are about some other races. If you happen to be of that particular race, I invite you to comment and talk about how those particular stereotype makes you feel. Considering that the point of this blog is to open the line of communication, I want to be honest about my feeling:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;White People &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;My biggest stereotype about white people is that they do a lot of crazy shit. Shit like bungee jumping, skydiving, swimming with sharks, you know, shit like that. I have two very good white friends, and they recently invited me snow boarding. Its not my thing. But for the sake of being adventurous with them, I might do it. They say being black on a day to day basis is adventurous enough. (Dodging cops and what not). I wonder if that's why we aren't the thrill seeking type? Or are we just too logical to do those things. Hell, I'm sure that some of you who read this blog are thrill seeking black people, so who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Asians&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stereotype for Asians is that ya'll can't drive worth a damn. Well, that and that you're smart as hell. Since I have yet to find an illiterate Asian, I'll tackle the driving thing. I have driven, literally, from coast to coast, and I find that I disproportionately find myself have near misses with Asian drivers. I can't quite explain why. (Please help me with this one).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Native Americans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Indians are a bunch of drunks. This one is, unfortunately, one that I have encountered first hand. I dated an Indian girl last year, and oh my God. She and her friend that I hung out with could drink anyone under the table. I'm not an alcoholic, but it does run in my family. So I can hold my liquor... most of the time. I once even out drank some Irish guys in Connecticut. But not once could I hang with her and her crew. The worst part about this stereotype is how many of them I have come across who have more or less drank their lives away. I'm not saying that this stereotype applies to every Indian, but I believe they are genetically susceptible to alcoholism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Muslims &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SaS9XC1vH0I/AAAAAAAACK0/mEfyiYspp5Y/s1600-h/20070607-114711.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306574464546185026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 148px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SaS9XC1vH0I/AAAAAAAACK0/mEfyiYspp5Y/s200/20070607-114711.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My stereotype of Muslims are that they are religious zealots. I guess that this is the lasting image of 9/11. I know that not all Muslim are that extreme, but to me, there's something about Islam that appeals to people who are more, how do you say, disillusioned with the world. I mean, look at Nation of Islam muslims. Even they, without the violence of course, are anti establishment. Hopefully, at some point, the 90% of Muslims who are not fundamentalist will stand up against the 10% who fly airplanes into buildings. But until that day, I will be continue to be suspicious of men with long beards getting on an airplane. Just being honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's what I got. I have officially kicked off the Brothers' Blog discussion about race. If you have any comment, feel free to post. Please be courteous in your responses, but let's be honest as well. I believe that we can have an adult conversation about who we are as Americans. Let's just all remember that no matter what ethnicity we put before Americans, its the second part of the hyphenation that's important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-DrizaDre-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.S.&lt;/strong&gt; I had been doing well with not using the N-word. I had been on 3 for a while. But while listening to Deep Cover by Dr. Dre and Snoop, I let one fly. My brother says it counts, but you guys let me know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3609374789204754220-4950915605801671331?l=brosperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/4950915605801671331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3609374789204754220&amp;postID=4950915605801671331' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/4950915605801671331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/4950915605801671331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/2009/02/live-and-in-stereotype.html' title='Live and in Stereo(type)'/><author><name>Brothers Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08169940009381213051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP3r19EgndI/AAAAAAAABWg/tqD-t7clvNY/S220/bros.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SaSpOnMVqII/AAAAAAAACKc/0G8Zge6n078/s72-c/18_02_2009---17_50_490015a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3609374789204754220.post-794319679402065086</id><published>2009-02-20T07:00:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T07:24:36.481-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chicken'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lunch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ingredient'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='help'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kitchen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Hell's (to the naw) Kitchen #2/3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SZ6spS-iWXI/AAAAAAAACKE/JDrQiEVL_fA/s1600-h/hells+kitchen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304867236557773170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SZ6spS-iWXI/AAAAAAAACKE/JDrQiEVL_fA/s200/hells+kitchen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So if you read in my first &lt;a href="http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/2009/01/hells-to-naw-kitchen.html"&gt;Hell's (to the naw) Kitchen &lt;/a&gt;post I explained how and why I don't cook. If you didn't get to read it click the link. But basically I told myself that I was going to try and start cooking more this year. I would say that the first meal was a success and I got no complaints from my date. To be honest I definitely didn't expect to have cooked meal #2 &amp;amp; 3 in less than a month. My original goal with the starting to cook more was 1 meal per month. Considering how much I normally cook (never) I figured this would be a hell of a step up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The opportunity for &lt;strong&gt;meal #2&lt;/strong&gt; presented itself out of the blue. The same lovely lady that braved my first meal found herself feeling ill a few weeks ago. Well I had the bright idea to take her some chicken noodle soup and orange juice. What better to make her feel better. Then I thought cool I saw Campbell's was on sale that week $1 for big cans (possibilities!! LoL). But then I thought about it. Wouldn't it be extra special if I made her this soup? Having never even thought to take on such a task, I immediately hit up my cooking mentor. She replied that she had a chicken noodle soup recipe for me and would help me out. Therefore, I committed myself to cooking this meal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After hitting up the mentor throughout the day I unfortunately was getting no response. So when 5pm came I was blowing her phone up like a man smoking at a gas pump (Which I saw recently btw. I see the wildest stuff sometimes. LoL). Now I was on a time constraint and had to have this soup there by a certain time. So when I realized that I was going to have no help I was left with a couple of choices. 1.) Go with the Campbell's Soup option 2.) Cook this meal all by myself, 3.) Just abandon the whole idea and make up an excuse. Perhaps I got sick myself. LoL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well after much comptemplating I actually chose option 2. First, I found a recipe online that 'seemed' to be pretty easy. Then I rushed to the store for the ingredients and then rushed back to start cooking. I swear I cut up so many damn vegetables it was ridiculous. Lol. Although time was an issue, I was somehow able to cook the soup, and deliver it. She was very surprised and appreciative of the soup, crackers and orange juice. When she ate it she said that it was good and with that meal #2 was also a success. My mentor had run into some technical difficulties but was proud that I proceeded without her assistance. I am leaving out plenty of details and how nervous I was (which I never am) when trying to pull this one off. However, the results of meal #2 can be seen below. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302090064097849186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SZTO0lWuL2I/AAAAAAAACHE/r8Bplwg6Bl4/s400/1433.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(Menu: Homemade chicken noodle soup, crackers, and Orange Juice [not pictured])&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meal #3&lt;/strong&gt; came about just a couple of days ago. This time there was no special occasion, just another visit/date. The mentor helped me come up with a quick/easy meal that I could prepare after work in time for her arrival. Although I did get talked through this meal I will admit that it came a little more natural than the first 2. It seems as if I am definitely getting a little more comfortable after each meal. This meal turned out great. My date (my new default taste tester) really enjoyed this one and even asked for my recipe. My response was, I couldn't divulge this old family secret, but I can show you her how to make it. LoL. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I had more of the ingredients for this meal left over the next day. So just to show you how comfortable I'm actually getting with cooking, when I came home from work I cooked this same meal again for dinner just for myself. Also, I took what was left to work with me today for lunch. Now I won't count that as meal #4, but I will say that this meal is officially mastered and in my mental book of recipes. See the pictures below. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304860728164501506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SZ6mudUqSAI/AAAAAAAACJ8/dqloqeJZ73w/s400/017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304860728555532370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SZ6muex48FI/AAAAAAAACJ0/6vsrf5zje9s/s400/016.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;(Menu: Buffalo chicken wraps, chips &amp;amp; salsa, and Bahama Mamas to drink).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Now I can't promise 3 more meals within a months time; however, with the way things are going I could be up to 1 meal per week sooner than we expect. That's it for me. Happy Friday everyone and have a great weekend.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;--C-Recks--&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3609374789204754220-794319679402065086?l=brosperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/794319679402065086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3609374789204754220&amp;postID=794319679402065086' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/794319679402065086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/794319679402065086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/2009/02/hells-to-naw-kitchen-23.html' title='Hell&apos;s (to the naw) Kitchen #2/3'/><author><name>Brothers Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08169940009381213051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP3r19EgndI/AAAAAAAABWg/tqD-t7clvNY/S220/bros.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SZ6spS-iWXI/AAAAAAAACKE/JDrQiEVL_fA/s72-c/hells+kitchen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3609374789204754220.post-8014291859976071423</id><published>2009-02-18T06:38:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T12:56:53.366-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jaime Lynn Spears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in-vitro fertilization'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thirteen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Octomom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='responsibility'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palin'/><title type='text'>First Comes Baby, Then Comes Marriage?</title><content type='html'>I am a father. Yes my babygirl was born premature, and only lived for one day, but in the 5 and a half months her mother was pregnant, I knew that being a father was absolutely NO JOKE! Unfortunately, it seems as though the responsibility of being a parent has become somewhat of a joke. The most glaring example is the "Octomom" Nadya Suleman. The Octomom is the woman in Los Angeles who, though she already had six children, decided that it would be an ingenious idea to implant herself with eight embryos. Yes, I understand that in-vitro fertilization is not an exact science, but lo and behold, all eight embryos were viable and survived to their birth. So now this woman has 14 children. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SZw5Wpa1K0I/AAAAAAAACJc/mi9U8MLrPiE/s1600-h/Nadya%2BSuleman%2Bclose%2Bup%2B620x350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SZw5Wpa1K0I/AAAAAAAACJc/mi9U8MLrPiE/s200/Nadya%2BSuleman%2Bclose%2Bup%2B620x350.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304177522373897026" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If that weren't bad enough, Ms. Suleman is an unemployed single mother living with her parents. Children are expensive as hell. No, I didn't get the opportunity to spoil my babygirl, but I have had a front row seat to spoiling of my nephew. (My brother's son). Boy, oh boy. I always crack jokes with my brother and say that the reason he might not have any more kids is because he can't afford any more. And that's just one. Multiply that times 14. How the hell does this woman expect to raise those children on her humble unemployed salary? I know, set up a website, and ask people for donations! If reaching out to the public at large is your major means of supporting your children, maybe you don't need children!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SZw_C4m11DI/AAAAAAAACJk/HXnCSVFYXI8/s1600-h/clown_car.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SZw_C4m11DI/AAAAAAAACJk/HXnCSVFYXI8/s200/clown_car.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304183779923186738" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since then her website has been shut down. This fact was not a publicized event. I believe that she probably wasn't really raising that much money. Would you donate money to her? Even if I had the money available, I wouldn't give her shit. I consider myself very charitable, but why should I feel guilty for the fact that there's a woman who's so irresponsible that she "chose" to give birth to more children than her finances could afford her? Personally, I believe this woman is mentally unstable. When we first heard this story, I'm sure that many of you thought she probably did this for the publicity. Though that may have been a part of her motivation, I think its more so that she's just crazy. Some crazy people talk to themselves, others have hallucinations, this woman, for some reason, continues to have more children. I wish those children the best. Due to my experience with my daughter, I know that their recovery will be long, and tedious. I pray that the neonatal care that they receive is top notch. Unfortunately, I don't believe this is the last that we'll hear of this story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now from the ridiculous to the sublime. I turned on the television yesterday, and watched a news story about a 13 year old boy who is now a father. The first thing that I thought was "you have got to be shittin me"! I'm 30 years old now. 13 wasn't that long ago, so I can vividly remember that age. When I was 13, what was important to me was kickin it with my friends, and playing my new Sega Genesis. Don't get me wrong, I was into girls. Hell, I think at 13, I saw, and touched, my first live breast. (And I've been hooked ever since. Lol). But sex? Not even in the top 10 things of importance in my life. Yes I wanted another sibling at that time, but a child of my own, HELL NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a2009ff0ef021ba" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0a2009ff0ef021ba%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329882498%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D38519A17DABA2DEE3F93175EB7945A99B6610274.5E2FE3F860E47A810D71742A3B5DDA43A1B43284%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da2009ff0ef021ba%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DRalwUKwQlwoMj7QLTotJLk6rZjY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0a2009ff0ef021ba%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329882498%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D38519A17DABA2DEE3F93175EB7945A99B6610274.5E2FE3F860E47A810D71742A3B5DDA43A1B43284%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da2009ff0ef021ba%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DRalwUKwQlwoMj7QLTotJLk6rZjY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy got a 15 year old girl pregnant, so this wasn't an illegal circumstance per se. But this situation is just obscenely ridiculous. Apparently young Alfie, the 13 year old, was rarely attending school. And as we all know, children who don't go to school find other, more dangerous things, to get themselves into. Unfortunately, now, Alfie has given up his childhood, and also put the life of another child in jeopardy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that you can only do so much as a parent. No parent can be with their child 24 hours a day. But its imperative that we teach our children about the consequences of the decisions that they make. Unfortunately you have these very same children looking at people like Jaime Lynn Spears (Britney Spear's little sister), and Bristol Palin (Governor Palin's 17 year old daughter) and recognizing the kind of attention that they're receiving. And actually, to a larger degree, they're seeing "adults" like Nadya Suleman, and all the attention that they receive for what everyone knows is irresponsible behavior. Children are a blessing. And the sooner we get back to treating them as such, instead of an accessory like a new purse or a nice pair of earrings, the sooner we can begin to improve the status of our American families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-DrizaDre-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3609374789204754220-8014291859976071423?l=brosperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a2009ff0ef021ba&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/8014291859976071423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3609374789204754220&amp;postID=8014291859976071423' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/8014291859976071423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3609374789204754220/posts/default/8014291859976071423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/2009/02/first-comes-baby-then-comes-marriage.html' title='First Comes Baby, Then Comes Marriage?'/><author><name>Brothers Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08169940009381213051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SP3r19EgndI/AAAAAAAABWg/tqD-t7clvNY/S220/bros.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SZw5Wpa1K0I/AAAAAAAACJc/mi9U8MLrPiE/s72-c/Nadya%2BSuleman%2Bclose%2Bup%2B620x350.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3609374789204754220.post-8951731336706399818</id><published>2009-02-16T07:30:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T18:40:40.840-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tissue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='curse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oprah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goodbye'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jay-Z'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resignation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tom cruise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quitting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new job'/><title type='text'>Exit Strategy: Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SZj7M_KshRI/AAAAAAAACJU/IfkLVpCcOlA/s1600-h/exit1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303264761762055442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SZj7M_KshRI/AAAAAAAACJU/IfkLVpCcOlA/s200/exit1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So as you all may know from my previous &lt;a href="http://brosperspective.blogspot.com/2009/02/exit-strategy.html"&gt;Exit Strategy &lt;/a&gt;post I finally got a new job and I start today. I want to thank you all for the congrats and advice on how I should leave my previous job. Well I must be honest with you. Although I asked for advice, I of course had it made up in my head as to how I was going to leave. But I thought I would at least entertain you guys suggestions. So here's how everything went down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course being the professional I am I went with option #1 and typed out my resignation letter below and gave it to my boss on that Friday. You can read it below, but I'm going to interject with what I was really thinking or at least wanted to say in&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; red&lt;/span&gt;. Warning, Parental Advisory suggested. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;February 6, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dear Mr. (Boss),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am writing this letter as my formal notification that I am resigning from my position as (____) with (Company name). Friday February 13, 2009 will be my last day of employment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Quit! I should leave today, but I'm feeling nice and giving y'all another week of work from me.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This was not an easy decision to make as it has been a genuine pleasure working for (Company name). The work has been both challenging and productive and I have thoroughly enjoyed working with (Company name's) fine staff of professionals. I will miss my associates here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As soon as I got the call that I got the new job I didn't have to think twice and immediately accepted. The last 3 years working here have been pure hell. After all the people I was friends with either got fired or quit I couldn't stand coming in daily to these bitter ass women. There are 2 people left I pray find something better so they can escape as well. Those 2 I will miss. The rest of y'all can kiss my ass.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If I may be of assistance in the recruitment, hiring process, or training of my replacement, please know that I will gladly make myself available to this effort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This next week don't ask me to do s**t beyond my regular job. And you better hope that I will even do that. Well I may pretend to be working; however, I am most likely on the Internet reading or writing blogs as I have been hiding doing the last 9+ months. But since I don't give a damn anymore I will let you know not to disturb me. And if you're really smart you won't ask me to train a damn person, because after I finish telling them the real deal they definitely won't want to work here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sincerely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Peace, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;As Jay-Z said. "For the rest of y'all throwin shots at Jigga, you only get a half a bar F**k Y'all niggaz."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;C-Recks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;CC: Supervisor&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;with her b**ch ass&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;CC: Owner&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;with his b**ch ass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So I give him the letter sit down in front of him and he says "You're leaving?!?" And keeps reading and looks at the last date as Friday 13th. Then he has to nerve to ask me "You can't give us 2 weeks notice?" I reply "Unfortunately that's not an option for me at this time." &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are you f**kin serious? You have the nerve to ask me to give you 2 weeks? I bet when you were ready to fire me at the end of this month I wouldn't get 2 weeks notice of that s**t. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So he asks "Are you getting out of the business or going anywhere I know of?" I reply I'm not going anywhere at all I'm just resigning from here. His face perks up and looked like he wanted to say WTF? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm not stupid the owner is an old Italian man and I swear he's in the Mafia or something. I got stories I could tell. But his ass is connected and knows some of every one. You think I'm gone tell you I got a new job so he can make a call and f**k my s**t up? Oh hell naw! Hand me a mirror because Someone must've written stupid on my forehead since I last looked in the mirror.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Flustered, he then says "you know when I wrote you up last month it wasn't meant as a bad thing (now I have the WTF face). Last month you did much better, you didn't improve to where it said you should in the write up, but nonetheless you did do much better. So I reply "hmmm that's funny, but also part of the problem because you all don't tell us when we do good. But you're quick to point out when we are doing bad." &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Plus I could have sworn the damn write up letter said and I quote "If your numbers aren't improved by the end of February we will be forced to replace you." Your words not mines.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He then says "I only wrote the letter because I wanted to motivate you to do better." &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wait! Again are you f**kin serious? Because you can't have just told me that with a straight face. But let me get this straight. You want your employees to do better... so let's write them up and threaten to fire them. Okay great strategy. Well guess what? You did motivate me, you motivated me to get the hell outta this damn job and get another!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Well we hate to see you go and you will be missed, we appreciate your 5+ years of service for the company, some other babbling about how much he always liked me." Extends his hand to shake mines. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blah Blah Blah. What the f**k ever. Save that BS talk because I know damn well your ass didn't like me and don't worry the feeling was mutual. So like a limp d**k there's No "hard" feelings at all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SZj5_4Vjk3I/AAAAAAAACJM/Myj47lHzDq0/s1600-h/tomcruise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303263437078631282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CboMffgYcmo/SZj5_4Vjk3I/AAAAAAAACJM/Myj47lHzDq0/s200/tomcruise.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I Shake his hand and begin to smile big. I was ready to jump up and down in this chair like Tom Cruise on Oprah's show. I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Walk out of the office and go back to my desk ready to do a lot of non-work for the rest of the day/week. We had a lunch meeting later that day and my manager announced that I resigned to the rest of the company. The funniest thing is that no one said anything to me the rest of the week. Not one where you going to or why are you quitting or you'll be missed or any of that. And believe me these are the nosiest women in the world so them not asking I found funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So on my last day I had planned on bringing donuts or something for everyone. Just as a good parting gesture. But I must admit I also contemplated the stealing of the tissue again and some adding exlax to the donuts, but I'm not that cold. LoL. But I figured since no one really gave a damn why should I. So I came in late my last day, did my last 6 hours, and that was that. I Said my goodbyes to everyone and even gave and received some fake hugs and I will miss yous. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The only thing I will miss about this place is that my drive here was only 2 minutes. But I will gladly drive 35-45 minutes to the new job to get away from this place. Peace.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So that was that I kept it professional all the way throughout. Excuse the excessive cursing. I don't normally curse that much unless I'm upset. Well maybe I do, but not all in one setting like that. LoL. But today I start at the new job. Therefore I am not sure how much blogging I will get to do this week. I'm sure I'll have some stories to share from the new gig soon enough though. My brother should be able to hold it down the blog though. I definitely won't be able to do as much reading and he rarely reads so excuse my absence on everyone's blogs and comments. In closing, here are a few pics below I took of my old desk. Have a great week!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img i
