oh schadenfreude, sweet joy!

even though the muslim ninja jews get on my nerves, this was refreshing. i can only take them in small doses but i haven't seen them in a while so i was able to enjoy this. what possessed homegirl to stop to listen to them, much less, to try to engage them in a debate?

proof positive that some people enjoy the fire.

like most bleeding heart, liberal white folk, she must have craved absolution through pain of torture. that's why they'll sit in the front row at def comedy jam (or worse, comic view, ugh!). that's why they volunteer for two tours with peace corps in africa or south america instead of participating in local grassroots organizations to help the poor people they pass daily on 125th. st. that's a whole 'nother conversation but back to her...i almost feel sorry for her.



by the way, thank you nOvaSlim for putting me on to schadenfreude and urban dictionary.

arguing with fools

forwarded to me by my girl pH:

An adminstrator friend in the Multicultural Dept. of Niagara U went to Urban Dictionary and found the rumor to be a hoax. Here is the deal: Black people don't often define street terms online. They are far too regional and outdate too fast. I know some people do it, but who do you believe?????????

Soulja Boy Debunks "Superman Dat Hoe" Rumors
November 15th, 2007 Author: Anthony Springer Jr

In the midst of controversy surrounding an internet rumor, Soulja Boy—the teenaged chart topping rapper who struck gold with the infectious single "Crank Dat"—recently spoke with BET.com to clarify the meaning of the dance that took him from obscurity to stardom.
"Superman is just a dance," he says in response to the speculation. "I heard about the e-mails going around and…basically, they trying to just stop my shine."
Several weeks ago, the Internet was goin nuts (© Paul Wall) over an alleged hidden meaning behind "Crank Dat" and it's song lyrics. In the ring tone hit, Soulja Boy encourages people doing the dance to "Superman dat ho," a line some believe has sexual connotations.

Urban Dictionary's website defines the term as the following: "when you ejaculate on a girls back then put a blanket on her so when she stands up the blanket sticks
therefore making her look like she has a cape." Not only does the 17-year-old
rapper deny the Internet definition, he says the haters are too late, as the
dance is old news. "'Superman,' 'Crank That' [is] old. You can tell whoever
wrote that was intending to stop my shine. The way they wrote words…it was
professionally typed. Ain't nobody doing nothing like that. At the end of the
day, they just came too late with the rumor." While the song is still remains in
the top ten on the charts, Soulja Boy is busy promoting his second single, the
I-15 featured "Soulja Girl". "We're on to 'Soulja Girl.' We're on to the
second single. [Crank Dat] is slowly fading away. You tried, but it's too
late."

Soulja Boy is also garnering praise from some of Hip Hop's elite. In the
latest issue of XXL magazine, Scarface lauds Mr. Collipark's latest find for his
success with younger audiences and his marketing savvy. "I can't say nothin'
bad about his music, 'cause the kids like it," the Houston vet remarked.
"My daughter thinks he's the best rapper in the world. My kids don't like my
shit, so that tells you something right there. Tell that dude to call me. He
could do my MySpace page, 'cause I need one. I want that little dude to blow me
up on MySpace like he blew up. I'm being real as fuck. He got that MySpace shit
goin' nuts."

i have so much to say about that that i don't even know where to start. first of all, urban dictionary is a website where anyone can post definitions of known words and phrases or their own made-up words and phrases. it is not merriam-webster. that being said, was the definition created before dude came out with the song? was it a local joke that made it to the internet months, maybe years later and it coincided with the song? what came first - the stupid ass song or the nasty definition which i find funny and not because of its crudeness. ok maybe because of its crudeness. but that shit is hilarious to me.

now, i have always thought that white boys have a knack for naming sexual terms and creating terminology for outlandish things that may not even be doable in real life, thus part of the joke (see facial, dirty sanchez, dirty elvis, spidermanin', cleveland steamer, cincinatti bowtie, birmingham booty call, rusty trombone, donkey punch, etc. the list goes on and on). the other part of the joke lies in the fact that they usually come up with some well thought out term. points for creativity. now i know that no-one even said that a white boy made up or even posted the definition in debate but if you read any of the terms with sexually explicit definitions, images of stereotypical, crazy white boys come to mind - think animal house, van wilder, superbad, etc.

secondly, did anyone catch souljah boy's defense? "The way they wrote words…it was professionally typed. Ain't nobody doing nothing like that." by professionally typed, he means that the words were spelled right and if you've heard his "music" you know that he did not/could not have posted that definition. and aren't we talking about something that's online? of course it was typed but professional? i doubt that. and as for the poster trying to "take his shine", could the debated definition really cause any more damage than the original song? whether "supermanin' a hoe" is what the definition says or something else, i mean, c'mon, you're doing something to a hoe and as an advocate, i CANNOT abide by anything being done to hoes.

afterthought: would someone please help scarface with his myspace page. i mean, damn, dude is historic, figuratively and literally. almost everything online is idiot-proof. excuses for being a techno-tard are no longer accepted. and isn't it sad that his own kids don't know good music?! worst yet, mr. springer seems to think that scarface endorsed souljah boy. didn't he just say that he couldn't say anything bad about him. i think that falls into the "if you don't have anything good to say, don't say anything at all" category.

manic monday...the extended remix

hey y'all. i know that i was gonna try to post something every other day but things have been kinda hectic at my clark kent job. ok, maybe that's not fair. i love helping people help themselves but i hate dealing with all of the b.s. bureaucratic tape, trying to access services that in theory are supposed to help those in need but in fact, just fucks them up even more. but let me not preach. i just need to breathe.

relax, relate, release...one of my girls put me onto to this hot spot in brooklyn - body by brooklyn spa and lounge. you may have heard about it already, and if you have, i'm mad at you for not sharing! their motto is "massage & martini". so when you explore this site, make sure you have a sip with you. wear something soft and comfortable and luxuriate in the experience (imagine how much better it would be at the spa!). go through it thoroughly and let it sink in. i'm definitely with it. who's down?!

while i'm thinking about luxuriating, let me share another spot - the polish bar of brooklyn. polish, as in let me get my nails done, not the big lebowski or the wachowski brothers. while a mani/pedi costs a little more than at your local spot, i'm pretty sure the experience will be less harrowing - you won't have to fight for nexts, you won't have to deal with hoodrats yelling at your korean nail technician like the higher volume will make them understand that yes, she does want her name, glitter and a swirl design on each finger & toe. and you won't have to decline the bootleg parade. (side note: when has it become alright to buy colored contacts from some random dude? it's not a fake louis vuitton, that shit's supposed to go into your eye!) anyway, i digress...like most spas are doing now, the polish bar has all sorts of polish parties. they even have a manicure and martini party. hmmm, that seems to be a recurring idea. i think i'll have a martini when i get home. cheers!

p.s. i promised myself that i would spend more time taking care of myself so i'll be going to one or both of these spots soon. hit me if you're interested. let's make it a family affair. oh yeah, if you can recommend any other places, please share.

the countdown has begun

ok, who did not indulge in the foolishness that is the "i love ny" reunion show? shaking my head. i have no words. i laughed (at it and his french fries) and laughed (at the entertainer and his mess - he needs his own show) and laughed some more (as tailor made almost caught it onstage - who ever said that white men can't jump?!) and then as it ended, it hit me. i've seen the impact that ticking clock has had on some of my girls, whether it's the maternal clock or the wedding clock. but i never thought that i'd be one of those women that were affected by seeing another woman getting married (or engaged, in this case). let me tell you, before the credits were rolling i was feeling crazy. to cut to the chase, i was hatin'...on a fictional character! <cue wendy's dramatic music>

no, i was not hatin' on tiffani aka ny because she was about asphyxiate herself with her implants. nor was i hatin' on her ability to resort to childish behavior like showing her ass (literally!!!) whenever she heard someting she didn't like. yes, yes. i know that the whole show is staged; that most of the contestants are actors or wannabes. but truth be told, as sad it sounds, i heard my ego say, "why not me?" chalk it up to my approaching birthday. i mean, 30 something is a major deal. maybe it's because it's the beginning of the year and i'm thinking about what it could hold. or maybe i'm just PMSin', i dunno. i need to work this out or else i'm gonna be tearing up at the pampers cruisers and the kay jewelers commercials. as my girl pH would say, "lawd, hold my mule!"

eat it up...

what's up fam? so far, 2008 is starting off on a good note. i am making steps towards plans i had drafted last year. after being in a somewhat self-imposed seclusion, i promised myself to get out more, socialize and network more - just do more than go to work and come home. for those of us in the social services field or any other low paying field, money can be really tight, limiting our activities in one of the most exiciting cities in the world so we have to keep our eyes open. here is a great example of something to do on a budget - nyc restaurant week winter 2008. make your reservations early and give them feedback. maybe next time they'll add caribbean and southern/soul food to the list of cuisines.

cute party dresses

hey y'all. you know i'm always window shopping online and i'm always coming across inexpensive clothing sites. alas, most of them do not have clothes that fit me and the girls so i'll pass them along to you. here are some of my picks from lulu's fashion lounge. any one of these dresses would be perfect for an event coming up on or near 1/26 (**inner circle, look out for the e-vite**). hit me for more details.

welcome 2008

happy new year and all that jazz. this won't be long at all. i'm still recuperating, and not just from last night's festivities. tryna get out of 2007 was like being in labor with a stubborn baby. it just would not come fast enough. so after a lot of scratchin' and survivin', 2008 is finally here. whew! i'm tired. i'm about to take a disco nap. check ya later!

p.s. mind baby new year's ears!