Mica Paris - SUMMERTIME

Ike & Tina Turner - Come together 1971

Interesting how that E-40 song is quintessentially West Coast, but it samples a classic East Coast song. Yay Area samples Rebirth of Slick (Cool Like Dat) by Digable Planets.

The Velvet Rope-a 22 track disc of good feeling contradictions.

I have really been feeling The Velvet Rope Lately. It feels full and robust and colorful, dreadful, and joyous all in one. Kinda like me, a 22 track disc of good feeling contradictions.


I know that sometimes you get to feelin'
I've given up on you
The pressure seems to, to defeat you
Beat you, whenever you can't go on
You must remember that
(You must remember)
You were born with blood of kings and queens
And can't be stopped
Stand tall my brother
(Stand tall my brother)
You can't be stopped
No, you can't be stopped
(Don't ever let nobody tell you you ain't strong enough)

Dead Body!!!!!!

Wrapping anything bulky and kind of long in a sheet just screams DEAD BODY!!!! Don’t wrap that tenor saxophone in that white sheet Darryl!

The Situation is dire for the female sex

I can’t believe The Situation gets the desired results from girls with the way he talks to them. He’s such a sleaze. They are so caught up in his abs and TV cameras that they are allowing themselves to be belittled.

Give em something you can't understand- I could just kill a man

I hate when people stare at you like they lack the mental capacity of a fetus. I just want to pull out my imaginary Uzi, put on the silencer and blow their brains out (and eyes too).

Hair and Eyeballs

Where does the hair go that you cannot get out of your eyes? Dies it accumulate somewhere, dissolve into your system?

I ‘m starting to doubt my natural talent.

Michael

No one could possibly understand (well maybe a few), but to grasp my deep devotion and adoration…it’s just out of this world. Spiritual, out of body, but deep in consciousness state of existence. I love you Michael.

I have just been moved to tears. Haven’t cried since last week. This time though the tears were not as sad.

Deep ass song lyric of the day: 9-28-10

Deep ass song lyric of the day:
Do I believe in God? Do I believe in me? Some people wanna die so they can be free.
~Prince (Controversy)

Master Cleanse: Day 2 10:05am

Master Cleanse: Day 2 10:05am

I want some lucky charms. I can just imagine myself savoring those marshmallows. I bite down and the smooth, sweet, marshmallowy flavor jus explodes in my mouth, Ooh, I can’t be stuck in traffic and am already going to be late for work. I kept wanting to stop and eat. I mean sit in the restaurant and eat…I was gonna be late anyway. But I resisted temptation.

9-28-10: TRAFFIC!

9-28-10

Traffics in LA will bring out your inner homicidal maniac. It took me damn near 2 ½ hours to get to work.

I really don’t have the patience for the Steve Harvey Morning Show. He ain’t on there half of the time anyway

9-27-10 Master Cleanse Day 1:

9-27-10

Master Cleanse Day 1:

I feel weak and don’t even know how I am going to muster the strength to squeeze the lemon juice for tomorrow’s concoction.

Janet Jackson: True Hollywood Story

You know, after watching that Janet True Hollywood Story I see parallels between her and Rene’s split and the divorce of Pat and Malik Yoba on Why Did I Get Married Too. Like, him taking credit for her work and suing her. I hope it didn’t get ugly in real life. Seems like as quickly as he came out publicly with the suit, he went away. I bet she settled.

9-23-10 Deep ass quote of the day:

9-23-10
Deep ass quote of the day:

“Every successful revolution puts on in time the robes of the tyrant it has deposed.”
~Barbara Tuchman

Hope Suicide

I get it. I totally get it. I can understand the pain and the urgent need to escape said pain, but only under the circumstance of profound loss. I get it. It’s a hard, cold, dark place. 6 wall closing in on you.

How long does it take to gain 30 lbs. back?

4 years

Wynton Marsalis looks like Emmanuel Lewis.

Angela Simmons and physique gene swap therapy

Angela Simmons has a bangin body! I need to get on her genetic/diet plan. Ooh, wouldn’t it be interesting if scientists could inject you with someone else’s genes/DNA who has the body type you want and these selected genes could over take your own physique genes and your body would morph into the desired body type?

Debbie Morgan

Wow, Debbie Morgan turned 56 today! Wow! She is the epitome of dimples. So classy too. Just learned on Wikipedia that she used to be married to Charles S. Dutton. Who Knew!

I am allergic to my weave

My ears are itching and I have taken to putting hydrocortisone on them. 2 more days and I am back to wearing my own hair.

Things that came to mind today: Jackie Jackson, Chick with the Coretta Hairstyle and the Great Bowel Motivator

Just thought of something really funny and slightly explicit. So ya’ll know that Jackie Jackson CGI.I shall call him the lean, mean makes you want to cream machine. And now I am thinking of Boston cream pie. I don’t like Boston cream pie. Not a fan of cream pies in general.

I refuse to believe short lady with the Coretta hairstyle has that much to talk about on the phone everyday at like 6:15am. Really? You are not an executive handling east coast accounts.

(sigh) my eyes run dry from the constant shedding of tear. It’s like the cry equivalent of a dry heave.

Peanut Butter and Granny Smith Apples: The Great Bowel Motivator.

I have no problem with paying $3 to leave items at Mike’s grave. I’d spend more if they were charging more. It takes people and space to move all of the things left for him. This still feels unreal. A loss I refuse to accept.

50 is scary

I’m scared to turn 50. Everyone keeps dying. Why does God always see fit to take the good ones? Maybe they are too good for this earth. Which means this must be hell. He sent them here for a short time on a mission of high importance. Well dine he said and home they went.

Rap verse of the week:

Rap verse of the week:
Ughhh...Another soul lost
Had to make a shirt match my ox blood colored Porsche
Ughhh...The rims match of course
Blood hit his Timbs it reminded me of them
Glistenin' wrist on chiller
Gun in the same palm of gorgeous killer
I put this on my lord my niece was 4 when she felt chinchilla
I past the shore for that shit that made fiends rise from the dead like
Thriller
Gangster...Hustler
At night still found time to kiss my mother
Live like I'm dreamin' kick my feet up
Gun pulled my waist remind me of my demon
So quite ya yappin' fore I get to clappin
And have your body parts mix and matching fella
~Clipse

what's another term for milk?

This person who wrote an article about generic products called milk “Moo-Juice.” HILARIOUS!

Deep ass statement of the day: 9-13-10

Deep ass statement of the day: “You’ve been so lost in thoughts about where you SHOULD be that you’ve overlooked the obvious. Buddhist teachers define hell as wanting to be somewhere other than where you are in the present moment. If you’re feeling restless, you don’t need to run away. You need to slow down…burn off some of the nervous energy percolating through you veins…otherwise, your overwhelming passion could transmute to rage or other base emotions.”
~ My Elle Horoscope for the week of 9/13-9/19

Random stuff from 9-13-10

My day is officially fucked up. Bad back white lady sat with me on the bus this morning. Shiiitttt!!!!

On a sad note; 14 years ago today Tupac died.

Where in the hell is Shania Twain?

OMG, I am not a Barbie person, but these Bob Mackie Barbie’s are fucking amazing.

CLEAVAGE!

My heart, lord my heart. Why?

I really don’t know how I feel about Family Guy anymore. It just lacks substance or anything thoughtful. South Park is better. I have cleavage and I think it’s because I’ve gained weight.

VH1’s Greatest Artists of All Time Commentary and Top 10

I don’t get Jimi Hendrix and Bob Marley yet. Maybe with more time I will. Fuck Elvis Presley! Damn! Whole Lotta Love by Ike and Tina was originally a Led Zeppelin song! Really #2, #2, well who the fuck is #1 then? Really, I cannot think of anyone else. Oh I forgot about them. It’s cool. The Beatles.

10 Stevie Wonder
9 James Brown
8 Elvis
7 Prince
6 Jimi Hendrix
5 Bob Dylan
4 Rolling Stones
3 Led Zepplin
2 Michael Jackson
1 The Beatles

Quote of the day Thanks to Macy Gray (which is weird because I despise her)

“He’s so fearless. It’s like the music monster ate him?”
~Macy Gray in reference to Prince on VH1’s Greatest Artists of All Time.

Advice of the day: 9-11-10

Dear teenagers making out behind the tree in the park. You should have a blanket down before you catch critter crotch.

Starbucks Is Horrible (Gagging)

I got someone’s free Starbucks coffee coupon in the mail so I used it. Man, that toffee mocha frappucino was blended beyond recognition and 97.6% tasteless. The only thing that had taste was the whipped cream. I totally understand why I am a Coffee Bean fan. Starbucks is gross and I vow to never spend my own money there.

Eureka!

I now understand how Mike sometimes sings extra words or the wrongs words to songs. In my voice lesson today I was adding words to These Foolish Things because it just flowed better fro me. Eureka!

Bath and Body Works Gate

And they have the nerve to talk about us. This white lady came into the store today and returned shit so old most of the people that work at the store was like WTF. I promise you that shit was like 10 years old. The store manager confirmed it. The Store manager was so nice about it. All of the products were used and I mean damn near empty. There were only 3 items that I remember ever seeing and that was back when I first started in the winter 2008. And the returnee had the nerve to claim she was embarrassed. BITCH! You bold as cat piss to come to a store and return 10 yr old shit without a receipt. I have been broke and have had to hustle, but I have home training and would never return used hygiene and beauty products.

Hurley

You know, Weezer has an album coming out titled Hurley and it has Hurley from Lost’s picture on the front. I am tempted o give it a listen just because Hurley is on it. I don’t own a Weezer CD. I have never even bootlegged a single, but because Hurley is hands down the must enduring character in television history I am inclined to try their music. Pretty good marketing ploy.

Quote of the day:9-10-10

Quote of the day: “And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music.”

Thanks Dana! ~Friedrich Nietzsche

Love-some verse

I envision meeting my soul mate on the dance floor. We are dancing to whatever upbeat song then the DJ puts on The Beautiful Ones by Prince and somehow we know what we must dance. We come in close, the lights go purple, and the other dancers seem to disperse. We dance intertwined, more like a melting of souls and bodies in to one. I feel light, my heart is beating fast, I have butterflies and my breath is somehow labored as we dance. Eyes closed, but hairs on end. Feeling out the situation. I am so acute to the vibes that I start to feel pain. The song reaches its peak. “Do You Want Him . Or do you want me? Cause I want you.” And I feel drained. It’s electric…The Prince goes “baby baby baby baby I want you. Hooo! Yes I do.” And then the song ends and we look into each others eyes with fear and bewilderment and know that this is it. You are the on. So this is what heaven must be like; this right here. I bat my eyes to keep the tears from falling. It has begun…Love.

Dogs and bursting into song. la la la la la

If I ever ever ever ever say I want a dog slap me. The puppy kept running out of the garage when I was trying to leave this morning and I was late for my bus. Well later than I wanted to be, but I still made it. I don’t understand why he doesn’t understand. I cannot do dogs and kids who do not listen. Sit yo ass down!

Ooh, yesterday I felt so moved by Michael. I had to burst out into song. Call On Me was the light in my heart whose words and soft feel comforted my soul.

Why does rot ba dop dop doe mean?

Oooh, Time Warner Cable Man

I’m on the bus and we just passed a Time Warner cable van. The driver has a lap top open on the middle arm rest and there is a video of a horse running on a track. I refuse to believe he is watching that as a part of his job WHILE DRIVING. He is just watching TV.

whoa is me

It is super stressful being the one everyone runs to for help when there is never help when you need it. I don’t ask for it because I know they are in no position to help me. I soldier on alone. I kinda see a small glimpse into how Michael must have felt; being of support to his family even when it jeopardized his healthy and happiness. This feeling I feel always harkens back to the lyrics of That’s What You Get For Being Polite.

Very Bad Wax Figures. dun dun dun

Ooh, when I was in San Francisco I walked past the Wax Museum and they had a horrible wax figure of Mike sitting on a stool throwing up the deuce. It looked nothing like any of his faces. It looked more like E Casanova to me. They didn’t even get the eyes remotely close. Sad, but I didn’t even get chocolate wasted. I just had chocolate. The devil is busy. In my life there is no such this as happiness. We simply trade one hell for another.

Elle is a Liar and nasty make out scene

Ewww, I can’t believe that Lindsey Lohan and the other white chick made out with Danny Trejo! Whose name I just learned when I went to see Machete.

Oh now this is funny. I recently learned that Juan is Spanish for John and my uncle John has a son named Juan. Not sure if that is how you spell it, but that sure is how you pronounce it. Weird, huh?

Fuck you Elle! You Lie! You Lie!

Damn Vodka Commercial

Saw a commercial for Svedka Vodka and they are using Dancing Machine as the music for it and all of the club-like people are doing the robot. That is wrong. I know that Michael doesn’t have writing or producing credits on that song, but his image and artistry are being used to sell alcohol and Michael would NEVER do that. Whoever gave permission should be ashamed of themselves. You are so money hungry that you are tarnishing something so happy, fun and pure.

San Francisco, oh how I hate thee

9-5-10

San Francisco, oh how I hate thee. My life has been on a catastrophic downtown since Friday. First what about me-gate. Then the accident on the 14 that made me two minutes too late for the 5:30 Fly Away. I lucked out in being on the 1st stop, but I had to run to be the last person on the plan. I mean, one minute later and I would have missed it. Then I sit on the plane next to Super PDA Asian Couple. They were hugging and caressing and kissing. The chick would end up leaning on me because for some reason she felt compelled to try to ball up in the seat. Then she started feeling sick and her boyfriend had to ask for water. She was coughing and her nose was running. I was worried she had SARS or Chicken Swine Cow Flu Fever. Then when she finished blowing her nose she stuffed the snotty tissues in the seat back pocket. You nasty bitch! So the ride from the Airport to downtown was cool. Went to Walgreens, bought some pads, which had me like YES! Got to the hotel and checked in early. My room was a hole in the wall, but I figured it would suffice since I THOUGHT I would be out of the room for the most of the time. I had a lovely view of a brick wall, other windows, and a back alley. The window was ideal for committing suicide since there was a surface below all of the windows.

Brother-gate happened so any hopes of kickin it were dashed. I soldiered on alone to be smushed on a cable car back to Market Street. Some old man was way too close up on me. I mean his body was smack dab anchored to my butt. I was so uncomfortable. I decided to go to the mall since it was at my stop. Got my poncho from H&M and went to see Machete. Robert Rodriguez is the shit! The mall was closed so I took a cab back to my hotel to avoid walking at night alone. I took a shower and decided to nod off to Dave Chapelle about 11ish. I wake up at about 12:50 something and my life was irreparably ruined. There were bed bugs on my pillow. One bug was full of blood when I killed it (hope it wasn’t mine) and a small one. Then after I jumped up, stripped naked, unwrapped my weave and scratched all up and through it. I killed the two on the pillow, on eon my t shirt and one on my ear I changed clothes filmed the scene, and then packed up to go downstairs. There were no more rooms available at the hotel so they transferred me to another America’s Best Value Inn. So by 3am I was at a better hotel scratching like a crack head and sleeping in a chair because I was afraid to lie in the bed. The worst part about the 1st hotel is that I never even got under the cover. I just covered up with a blanket I brought. The staffs at the hotels were nice and I got to stay in a king bed suite with a kitchenette at the new hotel with no change in rates.

I now find myself at brainwashed-washing the clothes and blanket I had on me at the time of the happening. I could have been angry at home! The worst part about all of this is that I am alone.

Recapping yesterday, I went to Brenda’s Soul Food and for there to not be a black person working there the grits was the bomb. Had ice cream and chocolate at Ghirardelli’s and rode a cable car.

My mom and her friend are en route to come spend some time with me. I’m telling you, I am, so glad my mom is up here in the bay area this weekend. The best part, well the 2nd best part of this day is when I walked into Brainwashed they were playing Mike. I think I should spend the evening singing and maybe trying to write poems/songs. I like the vibe of San Francisco though; Real city like. And it is seriously full of gay men. I feel out of place over here trying to wash. Oh and San Francisco is a very bike friendly city. Everyone rides bikes here. Oh and Pandora station they have playing here is the shit. You Can’t Touch This! Ooh, and people loves them some dogs. Everybody is walking their dog. Good news is that there is a variety of dogs. Not just little bitch ass ones.

9-6-10

My mom came to my rescue yesterday. She and Mr. Calvin came. We saw sea lions and drove down Lombard St and went to the Golden Gate Bridge. Rather colorful character, that Mr. Calvin. The seafood smelled great although I didn’t get any. For dinner I had horrible McDonalds from a McDonalds that hadn’t been renovated since 1986. It was HUGE! Had an upstairs and everything. Went to sleep in the chair again. Took my cab to the Powell Street Bart Station. Got there and people are lined up outside and the gate was closed. Turns out they were running on a Sunday schedule. There were no signs, posting, NOTHING stating that! I had to catch a $17 hotel airport shuttle when I had a bart pass with like $12 left on it to accommodate my roundtrip to and from the airport. I ended up giving it to a black lady at the airport who was asking for donations to some cause.

I really regret this trip. Good riddance. I’m on the fly away and this Haitian black person from an island ass woman has talked on her cell phone since she got on here. In my mind I envision my evil self pulling off her wig and telling her to shut the fuck up! I feel like pigging out out of emotion. I ain’t even hungry.

Rap Verse of the day: 9-1-10

Rap Verse of the day: “Standin on the corner straight slanging rocks. Awww shit here comes another crooked cop.”

NWA

9-1-10

Was watching some show about NWA and what exactly did Yella do in the group? Ice Cube has a big face. Easy E was cute; Nice perked lips. It seemed like AIDS took him way to fast. He had to have had it for years. The offices of Ruthless Records looks like the same building Edmonds Entertainment is at now. Had a dumb moment where I forgot BONE was am Eazy E group. I feel very proud of them and what they accomplished. I don’t have a real memory of the group and their impact as I was like 7 when they came out. Ice Cube CGI.

Funny how this was a rap group with a lead rapper and he didn’t want to rap in the first place. I wonder if Dre has any regrets. He has been associated with a whole bunch of drama and somehow he came out clean. I also forgot that AJ Johnson played Sleazy E in that one Dre video.