Thursday, June 28, 2007

This Year I Write my Novel.

On the biggest day of his life, all Mason Dickson could do was wish a hangover had caused this massive headache.


And with those 21 words, The novel started on June 27, 2007.

You know the one, the one I always talk about, but I am never actually writing.

With the help of Walter Mosley and the encouraging of my wife, the book has an opening sentence.



For those of you writing your own novels: I implore you to get this book...now.

For those of you waiting for me to finish mine: 21 words down...149,971 to go.

The first draft is scheduled for completion January 1, 2008.

More on this story as it develops.

Today's word count = 552.

Tuesday, June 26, 2007

The First Annual BET Awards Recap

For those of you, like my wife, who wouldn't be caught DEAD watching BET...I will save you the indignity and watch it for you.

It starts off with the "big surprise" which ends up being Dueling Jennifer H.s

Hudson and Holliday did their thing, although whomever put Jennifer in that Dress took all that People Magazine stuff about her losing weight too far. She looks good...but shed look better in a different dress.

Michael Buffer comes out to introduce Black America's favorite Big girl/Charm school dean.


But wait....props to whomever fed him the following lines:

The Miss More Betta making Moooooore Cheddah(!)
The Mistress of Thickness (!!)

Pardon me while I add Getting Michael Buffer to my list of lifetime goals.

Lets Get ready to Jiggle, he says.

Ok, I just saw a big girl put her foot over her head. All big girls are NOT created Equal.

Monique talks that big girl empowerment stuff all she wants and I aint mad at her, but she wants to be Beyonce so bad its kinda unfair.

Monique gets LL Cool J to step out of the front row and take off her OTHER shoe...cause she danced herself out of the first one.

Sidebar: James is too damn old to be dressing like that. He looks like he stumbled out of an 11th grade class.

next comes America's favorite big girl...Queen Latifah for Video of the year.

Nominees - I wanna Fu...errrr. Love you - Snoop and Akon
Irreplaceable - Beyonce
Beautiful Liar - Beyonce and Shakira
Like a Boy - Ciara
Crazy - Gnarls Barkley
Winner: Irreplaceable. Beyonce accepts graciously and brings up random Video director. Her mentioning that Ne-Yo wrote this song makes me realize how mannish the song actually is. Be goes on about how appreciative she is of BET....that makes ONE of us.


Next up...Clifford Harris, who breaks out his um...alter ego. TI...or is it TIP...I cant tell them apart.


This is whats WRONG with HipHop. if you wanna get your safe and split personality on, at least make them DIFFERENT.

TI is apparently the biggest thing poppin in HipHop right now, but he broke the cardinal rule by not having a live band.

I love Big Things Poppin but all this yellin' just kinda makes this rather Ehh...

Wonder if the hype man has health insurance.

Diana Ross is gettin her dance on....

I bet the mortgage that he reminds us the album comes out July 3rd.


Nick Cannon and Corbin Bleu come out. I realize now that Corbin Bleu MUST be on Nickelodeon cause I have never seen this cat before in my life. Which is how I saw Nick Cannon 10 years ago.

Don't tell anyone, but Nick is probably making more money than just about everyone on the show tonight, aside from Puffy and 50. I dont know where he got it all from, but apparently dude cashes in everytime you see him.

This Corbin kid has the ILL non urban accent. He sounds like the lost Lawrence brother....WHOA.

Nick drops a joke about Christina Milian busting him by perusing his sidekick that apparently no one got because no one remembers Christina Milian.

Best Group -

Gnarls Barkley
Mary Mary
Outkast
Pretty Ricky
Three 6 Mafia

Gnarls Barkley wins but I am not sure why, Actually I'm not sure why any of these groups were even nominated. Gnarls Barkley isn't exactly prime BET material, Mary Mary, peaked with their first hit like 7 years ago, Outkast put out a soundtrack no one bought (but me) for a movie no one saw(But me), Pretty Ricky is Pretty Ricky, which is to say they annoy anyone who isnt a teen-age girl, and Three Six Mafia will NEVER recover from winning an Oscar.

John Salley and some kid in a short set and some woman I dont know shill for people to Pay to vote for some video.

Ne-Yo reminds you that his album is in stores.

Monique is still looking like she ran a 10K.

Ne-Yo gains points for having clothed dancers. Dude still struggles singing live bless his heart, but who doesn't.

He borrows from the same catalog of moves that Usher stole from Michael Jackson and he wears a suit with sneakers...which irks me to no end.

But what irks me even more is that dude is busting a sag beneath his shiny suit.

In an awkward musical segue the band goes into Make Me Better, Fabolous' new song, which gives me a chance to hear one of my favorite current lines...

Ima need a Coretta Scott if Im gonna be King. -(Fabolous, 2007)


The Dancers suddenly get LESS clothed and Heeled up.

Fabolous reminds the crowd why the FIRST commandment of Live Rap performances is Thou shalt use a live band.

No one yells over a live band. People yell over tracks...that's just how it is.

Monique STILL looks a mess as she shills for Verizon under the guise of talkin to her Gramma on the phone. Monique know DAMN well Gramma will be in the bed asleep by the time this show is over.

Michael Clarke Duncan and Jordin Sparks present Best Actor
It is pretty safe to say Michael Clarke Duncan will NEVER be nominated for an Oscar again. Jordin Sparks is appearing on BET for the next to last time. The last time will be for her first single on 106 and Park. She will stick to pop once she realizes Black folk don't buy records.

Idris Elba -Daddy's Little Girls
Jamie Foxx - Dreamgirls
Eddie Murphy - Dreamgirls
Will Smith - Pursuit of Happyness
Forest Whitaker - Last King of Scotland

I love Idris Elba's work, but dude was WAY over his head in THIS list of nominees. Forest Whitaker won, but hes somewhere else doing something else, so Michael Clarke Duncan stole his award and took it to his house.

Commercials of note.

Who's Your Caddy? You cannot be serious.

They gave Joe Claire and Toccarra a LIVE show? I bet a dollar Toccara will be funnier on accident than Joe is on Purpose,. Why IS dude still famous, anyway?

Common - Finding Forever July 31...Get it or I will have you brought up on Manslaughter charges for killing HipHop.

Old Spice has a body spray and apparently they want Black people to use it cause their ad is IN the theater with the show.

Monique flubs the teleprompter and makes them rewind it.

Did...naw im calling him Puffy and Keyshia Cole perform the worst song on his album, which wasnt nearly as bad as you would expect.

Pufy obeys the first commandment and breaks out a mini orchestra.

The song still stinks, but Keyshia Cole is still my hoodrat fantasy.

Speaking of hoodrat fantasies...Lil Kim is in this song too. Apparently Jail taught her to stay clothed.
It just hit me, they don't play this song on the radio in DFW. I didn't know it was even popular.

Rihanna and Chris Brown present best Actress. Chris Brown is wearing Cazals and an adidas warmup. Rihanna isn't. She and Chris find a way to work in a shameless plug for his upcoming album.

Pam..errr Tichina Arnold - Everybody Hates Chris
Angela Basset - Akeelah and the Bee
Jennifer Hudson - Dreamgirls
Kerry Washington - Last King of Scotland
Chandra Wilson - Grey's Anatomy

It tells you about the state of Black Actresses when TWO of the nominees are from Television.

Chris reminds us NOW that his album comes out August 28th

Jennifer Hudson thanks God and clearly didn't prepare a speech.

Big Tigger plugs his radio show that I didn't know he had. Tigger needs to understand that he will never get any bigger than he is right now.

Beyonce is the One....even down to the Matrix numbers. No Shes a Robot?



No shes Damn near nekkid.

It is now getting to the point where you just can't hate on the girl.

I almost have to believe the girl is lipsynchin...cause she is GROOOOOOOOOOOOVIN and not missing a note. and if she is...SO WHAT. lemme watch in peace.

She should get points for having dancing men...but of course....she wont get none from me.

Pat ya weave? Stop playin...

Monique joins in to get her inner Beyonce on.


Be gives over the stange to Kelly Rowland...who is STILL the sexiest member of Destiny's Child.

not the most talented...just the sexiest.

Eve comes out...and does her verse.

Who told her to stop rappin .


At the end....Kelly, Beyonce, Michelle and....I guess that's Letoya try to make you believe that they are the original Destiny's Child.

They aren't. Michelle STILL can't dance, but we just have to be grateful that she didn't fall.

Vivica A. Fox and Charlie Murphy present Best HipHop artist, Charlie Murphy shills for his new show, Hot Ghetto Mess. What ensues, is the WORST attempt at comedy I have ever seen in all my life.

Diddy
Jay- Z
Lil' Wayne
Ludacris
T.I.

T.I wins in a walk and gives his baby mama Tiny from Xscape a kiss to let all y'all know they still together. who needs matrimony when you can get a kiss at an awards show. TI apologizes for acting unroyally.

Rush Hour 3? I guess it had to come out eventually. its only been six years.

Oh, so THAT'S what happened to that Kelly Rowland movie.

A Baseball commercial on BET? Too late for that. Baseball is GONE.....Back back back back...GONE.

Kanye West Graduation - this summer. He is so large he dont need a release date

Um...Robin Thicke sounds horrible, but the band sounds good and the dancing girls look like...dancing girls., so pardon me while I turn out his voice.

He is nice enough to remind you that he is white by dancing badly.

I am pretty sure the women are swooning on cue cause Mr. Thicke's voice is anything but.


Anthony Anderson and Lauren London present best collaboration. Anthony Anderson has the best agent in the world. How else can you explain going from King's Ransom, Kangaroo Jack, and Malibu's Most Wanted, to The Shield, The Departed and Transformers?

How is Lauren London the first lady of the ATL? Oh wait..she was IN ATL...Tell a fool something. She was in Entourage and she can look forward to a career of playing _______ girlfriend/wife for the next 9 years...enjoy it darlin.

Look its T-PAIN.

I'd LOVE to hate this song, but I am sorry, I can't.

T-Pain gets his Carlton Banks on.

Akon & Snoop - I wanna Fu...errr...Love you
Beyonce & Jay-Z - Deja Vu
Beyonce & Jay -Z - Upgrade U
Diddy & Keyshia Cole - Last Night
Ludacris & Mary J. Blige - Runaway Love

Luda and Mary win.

This cat got on two tone shoes and a Blazer. He dun growed up so nice.

More shilling for HAM TV on BET. Apparently Unintentional Comedy is the order of the day on BET this summer. Wake me up when they break out season 3 of The Wire.

I am going to need these professional actresses and Actors to show a LITTLE more poise on stage when shilling for their shows.


Illegal Tender comes out August 24 but I have no idea what it's about...Lets ask IMDB.com

Apparently its kind of the Latino Boyz in the Society Doing the Right thing, Drinking Juice in the ATL.

and here is the commercial for Illegal Tender.

Wow....looks um....looks like they better try and find me lazy on a Saturday with the remote hidden if they want me to watch it.

The roster of BET original programming is so troublesome I cannot possibly address it in this post.


Patti Labelle comes out to a standing ovation, giving a tribute to Gerald Levert. She did kinda lie when she said he would kick her butt in singing runs. I am not buying that for a second.

Eddie Levert and Gladys Knight break open a can of whoopass on Wind Beneath my Wings

Young Folks take notes, please.

Yolanda Adams puts in her 15 cents....then Patti Labelle comes out and the four of them have church....Choir and all.

Nice of them to let the old folk get their thing on...Makes you wonder who of these kids will be around in 30 years to do stuff like this.

Don't answer that right now, it will only disturb you to think that far ahead with this group.

They tried to acknowledge Gerald Levert's daughter in the crowd, but I guess they couldn't find her.

They found snoop with pigtails and lil balls on them, so perhaps they might have been confused.

Nope..that's Snoop from the Wire.

Now here comes 50 Cent.

Fiddy breaks the first commandment of Live HipHop by not springing for a live band.

Um wait...aint no words...did he forget them?

no...I think hes mad cause the crowd is indifferent.

32 bars later...hes getting his Naughty word on.

OK, it is official, 50's 15 minutes of fame are over.


Next...one of them is pretty, one is a Pretty Boy and one is a pretty good football Player.

Ashanti, Floyd Mayweather, and Reggie Bush present best Male R&B Artist.

Only Floyd Mayweather can make Reggie Bush look HUGE. Hell , Floyd makes ASHANTI look big.

Akon
John Legend
Gerald Levert
Ne-Yo
Robin Thicke


First of all, Akon, REALLY?

Ne-Yo wins,


Akon? Seriously?


Damn this show is long.


Toccara and Joe Claire shill THEIR new show, while Toccara tries in vein to keep her dress on.

Monique has on a slinky Bathrobe?

Oh...this is a tribute to Diana Ross.

Alicia Keys gives tribute to Diana Ross.

Snoop still has those damn Balls at the end of his pigtails.

We are overdue for an Alicia Keys album...let the record show.

The comparisons between Diana Ross and Beyonce are starting to become unavoidable.



Erykah Badu and her afro cover Love Hangover. This needs to be released...no joke. Erykah transports herself into the 70s and leaves the rest of us in the 21st century.

I support the death penalty for Nick Cannon if he cheats on his fiancee.

Chaka Khan, who sings bad notes better than anyone EVER covers I'm Coming out.

It appears that Diana Ross' grandchildren are completely oblivious to any and everything. They also look like someone else's grandchildren.

Stevie Wonder (and his harmonica) cover Upside down like he wrote it, but he didn't.

Chanda Wilson acts like she grew up on this song...and she probably did.

Jordin Sparks actks like she grew up on this song..and we know DAMN well she didn't

All of Diana's chirren come out and announce her. and shill for her latest album.


If you thnk Tracee Ellis Ross looks like Diana..you should see the Rhonda with an afro.

I am going to resist the urge to fast forward past Diana's speech.

Monique reminds us that this is Black History. and thanks Martin Luther King, Paul Robeson, Hattie McDaniel, and Harriet Tubman.

She then introduces the CEO and President of Debra Lee...

Just once I want someone to boo this woman.

Debra Lee introduces Don Cheadle.

It is past time for Don to get his Oscar.

If you don't go see Talk to Me I am going to pull hairs from your favorite household pet.

Don Cheadle gets a Humanitarian award.

We could ask what BET is doing to enlighten us, but why sour the mood.

Henry Simmons, Big Boi, and Mario present Best New Artist.

Lupe Fiasco
Gnarls Barkley
Jennifer Hudson
Mims
Corinne Bailey Rae

Jennifer Hudson gets escorted by her boyfriend to get her second award and thanks Chicago.

Sad that Mims Career was over before he could even win Best New Artist.

and the show STILL isn't over.

GO SEE Talk to ME or I will slash the tires on your child's little red wagon.

Ciara reminds everyone how short sighted Bow Wow was.

She cant sing...but any girl who makes it rain is ok by me.

wow...this dancin thing is nice and all but she has YET to hit ONE note.

Lil Jon stepped off of hasbeen Island to get the crowd Crunk.

The 106 and Park twins bring out the ultimate fan contest win.

Im pretty sure shes too old to be watching 106 and park.

The Viewers Choice award

Beyonce - Irreplaceable
Birdman and Wayne - Stuntin like my daddy
Ciara - Promise
Ne-Yo - Because of You
Robin Thicke - Lost without you
Unk - Walk it out

Birdman and Wayne and ALLL THEIR KIDS...say thank you


Al Sharpton reminds you that he can out speak just about anyone. So much so that he outspoke my DVR.

I am officially bitter. and the show stops here for me.











Saturday, June 23, 2007

USA Today don't know Jack about HipHop

One of my faithful readers (I don't have many, but I do appreciate the ones that I do have) referred me to an article in USA Today that addresses the decline of rap music .

I hadn't read this article, although I had heard about it, because frankly, If I'm not taking a flight that particular day, the only days I read USA Today are the Monday after Selection Sunday, The Monday after the Draft, and the occasional Friday where there is a cool bonus section.

So, if you want to hide something from me, putting it in USA Today on a random Wednesday is a good place to start.

So, since he was nice enough to provide me a link...I will be nice enough to thrash said article for being completely out of step with the HipHop reality I am familiar with.

Rap's decline can be traced to a range of factors, including marketing strategies that have de-emphasized album sales in favor of selling less-lucrative single songs and short versions of those singles as ring tones for cellphones. But more important to the industry, there are signs that many music-buying Americans — particularly the young, largely white audience that can make a difference between modest and blockbuster sales — are tiring of rappers' emphasis on "gangsta" attitudes, explicit lyrics and tales of street life and conspicuous consumption.


So, USA Today posits that WHITE folk are tired of rappers overemphasizing "gangsta attitudes, explicit lyrics and tales of street life and conspicuous consumption".


GTFOHWTBS.

The underlying premise is that somehow White folk outgrew Rap and moved on in search of something more meaningful and that us common Negroes were left to pop lock and drop it on our own.


Note to USAToday:

The moment that the Record labels realized that they could profit from HipHop is the moment it ceased to be the cutting edge tour de force it once was.


Just as Jazz, Rock and country before it suffered under the weight of the desire to profit from the artform, HipHop is going through the same growing pains.


HipHop as an art form has NEVER been more vibrant and original...


The commercial output does not bear that out, and that is the fault of the marketplace and the distributors...not the artists themselves.

Friday, June 22, 2007

A man named Peter Rosenberg is savin HipHop?

Do yourself a favor.


If you EVER loved hiphop...EVER.

Listen to Real Lat with Peter Rosenberg on Hot 97 Sundays from 1-3 am.

Yeah, I know you dont live in NY...I GOT you, dawg.
Not just Part one, but Part TWO, too.


In Case you thought the name sounded familiar. This is Peter Rosenberg ^



So is this. ^

HipHop aint dead...its just on the graveyard shift, apparently.

Tuesday, June 19, 2007

Now Playing Mike Bloomberg? Me.

I feel kinda cramped.

Going from a 6 foot fairly robust frame of a Black man to a 5 and a half foot Jewish man can wreak havoc upon my arthritis, but I am sure the five billion dollars I am now worth will buy plenty of Aspercreme and glucosamine.

Anyway, I probably won't be able to pull this off for long so let me holla at you for a minute.


I am a self-made Billionaire with an engineering degree from John Hopkins and an MBA from Harvard. The city of New York pays me ONE DOLLAR a year to be the Mayor and I ride the subway to work. Today I announced that I am leaving the Republican Party, which of course immediately fueled speculation that I am preparing a run for President of the United States.


*sigh*

This is not news. Anyone who has been paying attention knows that I was a Democrat until 2001, when I changed parties to run as a Republican. What would a BILLIONAIRE like me look like running as a Democrat in the aftermath of Giuliani? Road less traveled boys and girls; I didn't get 5 Billy sitting in traffic.

HELLO? I TAKE THE SUBWAY TO WORK!

Anyway, after serving up an unprecedented can of Whoop-ass in the process of gaining re-election, for my final term as mayor, what do I do for an encore?

Sure, I keep telling y'all I wanna go back to Philanthropy but I can't give it away faster than I make it.

Besides, with Warren Buffet and Bill Gates, I would be to philanthropy what Big L is to dead rappers.

A billionaire's ego cant survive off that.

But please don't get it twisted, me running is by NO MEANS a sure thing. It all depends on the players.


Since the cat who writes this blog gets about 14 readers a day, I can go ahead and spill the details here.


No, I wont run against Giuliani.

Whats the point? I have better hair, and a better track record with matrimony but we are practically the same person ideologically.

No, not in REALITY, but to the average Joe, if you've seen one socially liberal economic conservative mayor of New York, you've seen them all.


No, I won't run against Obama.

While we aren't ideological clones, we are both outsiders talking the same game. There is no point in me running against a man who could end up on EITHER side of me in the ideological spectrum and who has a chance of actually being above random Partisanship.


But, Imagine if you will:


It's mid March and Hillary has disposed of all the Democrats and either Mit Romney, the guy who was ME before I was me, or the Ghost of Ronald Reagan, Fred Thompson, wraps up the GOP nomination.



I cannot imagine Obama running with Hillary after she shanks him in the Lunch line on the way to capturing the nomination, and Edwards is STILL irritated he had to play second banana to Lurch in 2004. You will get a typical hodge podge of Democrats on the left

(Clinton/Bill Nelson (D-FL))
(Clinton/Richardson)


On the Right...

Romney/Thompson
Thompson/Insert random wonkish young cute conservative Pol here OR Kay Bailey Hutchison



You could drive a TRUCK Through the gulf created by THOSE choices.


and for 500 Million dollars I can build quite a nice truck.


Chuck Hagel is warming up in the Bullpen, but I just had a thought.


If Hillary and her lemmings piss off Barack Obama enough...


Imagine THIS choice...


Clinton/Richardson vs. Thompson/Hutchinson vs. Bloomberg/Obama

Hey, I got 5 Billion Dollars...anything can happen.


Now let me get this Black man out of my body; it feels like a sequel to Down to Earth around here.

Sunday, June 17, 2007

Grown Ass Man Chronicles - Father's Day

Father's Day Revisited

Another Father's Day has arrived and the institution of Fatherhood wheezes and gasps on Life support. Fatherhood isn't dead, but it is certainly ailing. I have been a father for 8 years and almost daily I am reminded that the perceived ideal of fatherhood and and the reality that I inhabit are still far apart.

My father died right before I turned 30, having never held his only grandson in his arms. About two weeks before his death, my father and I had our first REAL heart to heart.



During that conversation my father illuminated his mindset throughout my childhood.

He, to use a term that did not yet exist at the time he used it in February, 2000, manned up and really, REALLY explained to me what was going through his mind.

Essentially, my father acknowledged that he really had no business being anyone's father. In the interest of brevity, suffice it to say that Fatherhood was neither a strength nor a priority for him. It wasn't when I was born, it wasn't when I got into my formative years, and it wasn't until right before he made that phone call.

That actually was the easy part of our conversation.

The hard part of the conversation listening to my father tell me my future.


My father talked about how the failure of his marriage bled into his failure as a father.

How difficult it was to watch me grow up...how from one week to the next it was like meeting a different child.

Feeling like he was failing me because I had the audacity to grow up without him.

Ultimately feeling COMPLETELY useless because another man entered my life who seemed better suited for my mother and me.

And at that point, it was a wrap. He shook my Step-Father's hand and conceded the race for primary male role-model to him. From there, the visits went from once a year or so to none.

It was 7 years before I saw him again. I didn't see him again until after my Step-Father passed away of Lung Cancer.

Father's Day has always been about memories of what wasn't when I was younger and what has yet to be now that I am older.

Fatherhood may be dead to many...but to me, it is very much alive.

Tuesday, June 12, 2007

Excuse me while I whip this out....and tie up these loose ends



For those of you that have never treated yourself to the cinematic wonder that is Blazing Saddles, you need to go ahead and get on that pronto.

With that out of the way...allow me to Venture forth and tie up some loose ends.


1. I turned 37 on Sunday. No one told me how much older 37 was than 36. Suddenly the crushing weight of middle age is upon me. It will take me a week or so to adjust and then I will be ok. Now if someone will be able to tell me what new age 37 is, since 30 is the new 20, I can go and claim THAT age.

2. My new NBA team isn't faring too well. We will get them next year. Go Cavaliers ANYWAY. Please get that man some help...and some help with his jumper.

3. Hip-Hop isn't dead. It just isn't on your radio. 2007 is shaping up to be the best year of HipHop in a long time. By year end...You will have the chance to own the following classics:
Kanye West - Graduation
Pharoahe Monch - Desire
Talib Kweli - Eardrum
Common - Finding Forever
Jazzy Jeff - Return of the Magnificent
Skillz - Million Dollar BackPack
Clifford Harris - TI vs. TIP
Lil Wayne - The Carter 3


The last two aren't necessarily my cup of tea, but clearly, some folk love them and I don't dislike them.


4. I am on the verge of something....else. I need all of you to pray for discipline on my part. I am about to pull myself in about 12 different directions and try and make progress on all those fronts. This here blog will undergo a certain neglect, while I focus myself in some other directions.

5. You may not be able to tell, but the 2008 election is getting more and more interesting. This particular blogger and blog is squarely in the corner of Barack Obama and I am oddly optimistic about his chances. History is within the reach of those who dare to reach out.

6. I am NOT the hottest Sports (or any other kind of Blogger) but thank you to all who voted for me.

7. I can do without anymore episodes of the Sopranos, but I am already dreading the end of the Wire and the final season hasn't even started yet.

8. Speaking of shows The Boondocks season 2 is now slated for a September 2007 release.

9. By request, my wife wants you to know I have a terrible habit of eating/drinking up stuff that has been left out by someone who wasn't me, namely her. If I come up dead and stinking...this is probably the reason why.

10. If you love movies at all...you should join HSX. And once you do...hit me up and add me to your league. It is way more fun than the law should allow.

I think that should cover all the losse ends. We now resume with your regularly scheduled programming.

Thursday, June 07, 2007

Coming Soon: The Grown Ass Man Chronicles

Real Talk from Real Men


Me and a couple of other Brothas are launching a blog (yeah yeah Get a blog, N****) this fall entitled the Grown Ass Man Chronicles.

The purpose of this blog is to allow for the voices of a broad landscape of men's voices to be heard, free from the filtering of the media and unencumbered by ulterior motives.

Why?


It is time-out for the macho BS that the media culture believes is the Black Male Voice.

Black men are demonized for being poor fathers, poor husbands, misogynists etc.

Some of these labels are well earned, some of these labels have complex underpinnings and should be explored in order to properly understood.

Many Black men have blogs...but perhaps their blogs have purposes that may not allow for introspection.

I am proposing a warehouse for the minds and hearts of Black Men to be on full display for the world to see.

We are not all going to agree. I do not expect us to, and I don't WANT us to. I want the truth, each Black man's truth, raw and uncut.


At this point..all I have is a name and a mission.

What happens now all depends.


Got a thought on this project?

Shoot me an email
dparrish2@gmail.com

Monday, June 04, 2007

DaveyWayne Pardons your Interruptions

Monday 6/4

Donovan - Donovan turns down the NBA and goes back to Florida. Dude said no to 36M. I can understand that. I think the money got too good and he said yes. Pretty soon the reality set in and he realized that the money wasn't free. I applaud him for going back to Florida. Sucks for Anthony Grant, who was about to step into a NICE situation.

LeBron - Not much more to be said about this deal except for the fact that I am a man of my word. I said that if LBJ gets to the finals, that I was going to forsake my two year fandom of the Dallas Mavericks and ride HARD for the LeBron James and the Pips in perpetuity. The appropriate Genuflection is forthcoming. So....Let the record go forth....


GO CAVALIERS!!!!

Yanks/Sox - Sigh. I am officially a Yankees fan, but I admit that it is difficult for me to muster up a whole lot of energy for their day to day affairs. I will say this: If they aren't going to be outing EVERY player who dips out with strippers on the road, then they shouldn't out ANY of them.

Pinella - If it were possible to Google "He's just mad cause they suck". This would show up.

Danica - Uh...when she wins...lemme know. That said, I am still rooting for her.

Five good minutes with the unintentional and intentional comedy that is Charles Barkley -

Charles Barkley was his usual thoughtful self. Nothing particularly noteworthy to report, aside from his suggestion that LBJ get together with Magic Johnson and develop downtown Cleveland. Much has been made of the mental shot in the arm (how is THAT for a metaphor) that the Cavaliers' success has been for the city of Cleveland, a pretty passionate sports town that has suffered many indignities, not the least of which is the fact that they once elected Dennis Kucinich mayor, the river caught on fire once, and the endless tragedy that is the Cleveland Browns, who have not rebuilt from the sudden retirement of Jim Brown, much less the team jacking suffered at the hands of the good residents of the State of Maryland in 1995. As the newest passenger on the Cavalier Bandwagon, let me express my hope that an NBA championship does for Cleveland what Lombardi Trophies have done for Pittsburgh...make the best out of a bad situation. But any hope of LBJ getting his savior of the inner-city on is sorely displaced. What's wrong with Cleveland cannot be fixed with a few Starbucks, a Fridays and a multiplex.

MAIL TIME

Sheffield on Blacks and Latinos in the MLB - Oh no...thats a WHOLE other Post.

Beckham on getting out of his MLS contract - You can try and make this relevant all you want. It is not. Next?

Fan attack - This will never happen in REAL football.




THIS is what happens in REAL football.




Soccer...REALLY now.

Zook : So he read the words...is it THAT slow a news day? That said, I would LOVE to sing at Wrigley. Id even wear a Cubs Jersey. Of course it would have to be an Andre Dawson Cubs Jersey.

Tank Johnson gets eight Games - yeah...violating your probation will get you a nice parting gift from King Roger. See ya in November, Tank. Leave the guns and the crack and the knives alone (c) MC Lyte.