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The Joys of Art

Thursday, December 19, 2002

"Friends....How many of us have them? Friends....Someone we can depend on...." I sit here and watch The 12 Days of Christmas on Cartoon Network and it is about pixies with this wise man telling this "human fairy guy" about the deplorable state of humans which seems to get worse and worse as I read the newspaper and AOL's top news stories...This movie is worthy of recording....Anyway....I have decided to join some "social groups"....You know--get connected to people that have similar interests and careers....I was reading a book that stated that one's statuses and roles cannot exist in isolation. For example, a man cannot have the status of "father" unless he has a child, nor can he play the role of "husband" unless he has a wife(to include common-law marriages)....I recently became a member of the IEEE(pronounced eye-triple-e), and the IEEE Computer Society....Also the HTML Writers Guild....But oh those membership dues....

Sunday, December 15, 2002

FRIENDS DON'T LET FRIENDS BORROW CARS...DRIVE DRUNK...BORROW BOOKS....You gotta be damn near a blood relative for me to let you borrow a book....I just don't part with books---well--not in most cases....I mean, my ancestors have fought and died for the right to read and possess books....Why would you think I would want to give up books freely? Most people don't even give them back...Many times they secretly resent you anyway and just want to borrow a book so they can study and get ahead of YOU, (er...the people I know), never letting on to what information that they have....Can you say "information hounds"?!! No can do my friend....Don't get me wrong, I am pefectly happy to share my knowledge with others...But come on folks....We all know this is the me generation....Hell...Most of us can't even be faithful to return books to the library or movies back to Blockbuster video on time for that matter...This is coming from me...If I ever let you borrow a book (outta the kindness of my heart)...You betta give it back...

Friday, December 13, 2002

IN THE HEAT OF THE NIGHT...."In the Heat of the Night...I got troubles wall-to-wall...In the Heat of the Night...Must be an ending to it all...But hold on...It won't be long then you be strong and it'll be alright...In the Heat of the Night..."--Bill Champlin (Quincy Jones)...The night time is still the hardest time for me...Especially when I have been done wrong and I am still getting over it....Anyway...I have always loved the show "In the Heat of the Night"...It is set in the fictious town of Sparta, Mississippi. But it was actually filmed in Hammond, Louisiana and Covington, Georgia. Speaking of Mississippi, what is up with Trent Lott? Why is it everytime some White person messes up and gets put in check they always have an expression on their face that looks like someone just sprayed some damn "Afrosheen" in their eye (Just look at those Enron guys)....Actually someone just might need to....

Wednesday, December 11, 2002

ODE TO HOUSTON, TEXAS..."Oh Houston, Texas I love you so...I felt so much alive...So tell me why I had to go and move to this awful dive..." Mofunking Sigh...I never lived in Houston, but I grew up near Houston....And my grandmother, rest her soul, who spent most of her lifetime in Opelousas, Louisiana had 9 boys and 3 girls and most of her children and their children live in Houston....That means there is a lot of grandmother's (and my) mitochondrial DNA floating around Houston.... I remember as a child growing up in Louisiana and going to visit aunts, uncles, and cousins in Houston...I loved going to Houston to visit the relatives....In fact when we came home I used to pretend to still be in Houston...No silly...I don't mean I would hide from my parents so that they would think they had left me back in Houston...There used to be this radio station that used to come on and play "stories" on the radio and it was out of Houston...I like listening to it so that I could pretend that I was closer to my cousins...In fact I used to listen to another radio station out of Houston back in 1998 and 1999 when it used to live-stream across the internet...It amazes me how times and people don't change...I went through Houston about six weeks ago for like the millionth time...Afterall, it is along my route to Louisiana to my parent's house...Such a magnificent jewel it is---ever progressing and expanding...You can feel the potential....Hey cousins...I'm gonna be coming over soon to play again....This time I plan on staying whole lot longer....

Monday, December 02, 2002

OVERKILL...My ex-husband laughs at me and tells his fellow co-truckdriving friends that I used "overkill" on the neighbors...I love you truckdrivers...You are the salt of the Earth...I mean---You Provide us with goods and services...Aiight...Back to the "overkill" thing...I used some goofer dust on the "no singing ass Senorita" back in 2001...I mean she had to go...The Biotch had no singing skills and would wail on her karoke machine at 2 am...Can you say "No way Jose?" She would massacre "La Cucaracha"...Well ya know what they say..."A sprinkle a day"...What eva!!...The biotch had to go...Even if I had to invoke Marie Laveau...My ex husband tells his fellow truck drivers of what I've done...Now he tells me that perhaps I shouldn't have used the whole damn bottle of goofer dust on her door step, because nowadays I can't seem to keep neighbors...I have had 4 neighbors since the "no singing ass Senorita" left (er...got kicked out the complex because she was just using men to pay her rent anyway and causing too much trouble)...Now she is really singing on the streets...So I hear...