Corey Clark , the second coming of El DeBarge , appeared on the Howard Stern show this morning to discuss his book and reason for coming forward with the allegations against Paula Abdul - to get the 900 lb gorilla, American Idol, off his back. Supposedly, they have undermined his career by bad mouthing him to record companies that have been interested in signing him as an artist and have wrongfully painted him as a criminal in press releases which prevents him from securing work. According to Clark, Abdul is the key to getting AI to back down. As I listened to his interviewed, I was shocked at how much graphic detail he offered about his sexual exploits with Paula Abdul. I hope the information he revealed on Howard Stern is contained in his book, if not, he really went over board. Among the things exposed:
1)The shape of her pubic hair
2)Does she swallow?
3)Does she do anal?
4)Loud in bed?
5)Protection or no protection?
Acknowledging a sexual affair is one thing, putting people's private, sexual habits out there for everyone to gawk at to make yourself look better is something else altogether. What an ass!
If everything he says about AI pretty much blackballing him is true, I hope his plan works out. He actually can sing and deserves the opportunity to launch his career without their interference.
Friday, May 6
It's My Party...
As stated in an earlier post, I am a food addict. The downside of my food addiction is I tend to be an emotional eater. When things aren't going well and the depths of my despair sinks to a level where I believe nothing will ever be right in my life, I throw myself a 'party' - a celebration where me and an a guest (one of my favorite snacks) hang out.
Today, I invited Banana Cream Cheesecake of the Cheesecake Factory Cheesecakes over for a visit. We don't get to see each other as much as we use to but it's always a good time when we do.
Today, I invited Banana Cream Cheesecake of the Cheesecake Factory Cheesecakes over for a visit. We don't get to see each other as much as we use to but it's always a good time when we do.
Wednesday, May 4
Immortal Youth
Kellen Winslow Jr.'s internal injuries from a motorcycle accident are improving but the Cleveland Browns are concerned with damage to his right knee.
Winslow was injured in an accident that sent him flying over the handlebars of his newly purchased motorcycle Sunday night.
Winslow's injuries are another setback for him and the struggling Browns. His rookie season ended when he broke his right leg during an onside kick in a Week 2 loss against Dallas. He lost a $5.3 million bonus last season because of the leg injury that dealt a severe blow to Cleveland's offense.
With his leg still on the mend, Winslow purchased a sport bike last month and was learning how to ride it in a parking lot when he hit a curb. He complained of chest pains after the crash.
Winslow's use of a motorcycle may have violated standard NFL player contract language that prohibits players from engaging in dangerous activities. If so, Cleveland could require him to pay back a $4.4 million signing bonus he received in March.
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Is this like being captured on camera carrying heavy boxes after filing a worker's comp claim?
Why would you take the risk?
Winslow was injured in an accident that sent him flying over the handlebars of his newly purchased motorcycle Sunday night.
Winslow's injuries are another setback for him and the struggling Browns. His rookie season ended when he broke his right leg during an onside kick in a Week 2 loss against Dallas. He lost a $5.3 million bonus last season because of the leg injury that dealt a severe blow to Cleveland's offense.
With his leg still on the mend, Winslow purchased a sport bike last month and was learning how to ride it in a parking lot when he hit a curb. He complained of chest pains after the crash.
Winslow's use of a motorcycle may have violated standard NFL player contract language that prohibits players from engaging in dangerous activities. If so, Cleveland could require him to pay back a $4.4 million signing bonus he received in March.
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Is this like being captured on camera carrying heavy boxes after filing a worker's comp claim?
Why would you take the risk?
Invisible Line in the Sand
Have you ever had one of those crazy, random questions pop into your head out of nowhere? At first thought, the question makes you smile or giggle as you wonder, "where did that come from?" You try to move on to another thought but can't, your mind is fixated and wants to give attention to this "oh so suddenly pressing question" that you know you can't answer because there are no answers to this question. Nevertheless you let your mind do it's thing - you ponder possible answers in hopes of satisfying your psyche so you can regain control of your thoughts and move on the next. That ever happen to you?
Yesterday, I was minding my own business when this random thought dropped by, unannouced for a visit: Would Jesus still have been close friends with Judas if he hadn't been killed? I laughed and thought, "yeah, right!" I was ready to move on to the next thought but Mr. Unannouced Visitor wanted more attention. So, I gave him a bit more attention hoping he'd get the hint that I wanted him to leave soon because I really didn't feel like being bothered. Not to mention, I had more pressing issues to think about like what's for dinner, you know? Anyhow, I communed with Mr. UV a while longer as he just sat there not saying a word taking up space. Needless to say, I was pissed he wouldn't leave. However, after my anger dissipated, the purpose of his visit became more clear, there was a bigger issue that really wanted my attention: handling betrayal.
When people betray me intentionally, I don't do so well with the 'all is forgiven let's pretend it never happened,' game people like to play. Instead, I systematically breakdown the events that lead to the betrayal. I analyze each participant's role, determine the percentage of blame each participant is responsible for and I ponder other solutions not explored by betrayor to resolve the issue. Next, I give numerical value to the sheer magnitude of the betrayal, I explore the betrayor's track record for other questionable offenses. I then ponder the value of the relationship in the past and weigh that against what I anticipate the value of the relationship to be in the future. When it's all computed I know exactly what action to take:
1)Let's not ever talk again
2)Let's be friends from a distance
3)Let's clear the air-cuss each other out-and ease back into a close fellowship
Ok, let's focus on option 2. Whenever I choose option 2, the relationship becomes convolted with all kinds of unspoken conditions and rules like I won't go the extra mile for that person, conversations are very impersonal-matter of fact- and brief, anything perceived as a slight will be considered a slight with no benefit of the doubt and will be held against them, I don't hang out with that person, I generally don't initiate contact they must call me...the list goes on. I arbitrarily add and remove conditions as needed. You get the point right?
Last year, I was doing business with 2 friends and they renigged on the original 50-50 agreements, they wanted to cut me such lopsided deals that it was plain ridiculous. Naturally, our relationships were broken and needed fixing or an overhaul. At the time, I knew I had to maintain a functional relationship with each because of the pending business deals. Thus, an option 2, condition laden relationship emerged. However, the betrayal warranted an option 1 response. Sadly enough, the business deals fell through and our relationships remained in ruin.
I have maintained a safe distance from each friend since the incident and only held conversation with both parties when absolutely necessary in the past 6-8 months. Recently, both of their birthdays passed, so I left birthday messages for both but have yet to hear back from either. Ain't that about a bitch!
Thus, there is a new condition to option 2 relationships:
Article - Don'tbeaJackAss hereafter referred to as Article DbJA
1)if you are on shaky ground with me, acknowledge the fact that I reached out to you on your special day. Because honestly, I didn't have to do so. I could have been really petty and acted as if the day never meant anything to me though I've celebrated this day with you the past12 years.
* Violation of said condition is grounds for dismissal without further notice.
Yesterday, I was minding my own business when this random thought dropped by, unannouced for a visit: Would Jesus still have been close friends with Judas if he hadn't been killed? I laughed and thought, "yeah, right!" I was ready to move on to the next thought but Mr. Unannouced Visitor wanted more attention. So, I gave him a bit more attention hoping he'd get the hint that I wanted him to leave soon because I really didn't feel like being bothered. Not to mention, I had more pressing issues to think about like what's for dinner, you know? Anyhow, I communed with Mr. UV a while longer as he just sat there not saying a word taking up space. Needless to say, I was pissed he wouldn't leave. However, after my anger dissipated, the purpose of his visit became more clear, there was a bigger issue that really wanted my attention: handling betrayal.
When people betray me intentionally, I don't do so well with the 'all is forgiven let's pretend it never happened,' game people like to play. Instead, I systematically breakdown the events that lead to the betrayal. I analyze each participant's role, determine the percentage of blame each participant is responsible for and I ponder other solutions not explored by betrayor to resolve the issue. Next, I give numerical value to the sheer magnitude of the betrayal, I explore the betrayor's track record for other questionable offenses. I then ponder the value of the relationship in the past and weigh that against what I anticipate the value of the relationship to be in the future. When it's all computed I know exactly what action to take:
1)Let's not ever talk again
2)Let's be friends from a distance
3)Let's clear the air-cuss each other out-and ease back into a close fellowship
Ok, let's focus on option 2. Whenever I choose option 2, the relationship becomes convolted with all kinds of unspoken conditions and rules like I won't go the extra mile for that person, conversations are very impersonal-matter of fact- and brief, anything perceived as a slight will be considered a slight with no benefit of the doubt and will be held against them, I don't hang out with that person, I generally don't initiate contact they must call me...the list goes on. I arbitrarily add and remove conditions as needed. You get the point right?
Last year, I was doing business with 2 friends and they renigged on the original 50-50 agreements, they wanted to cut me such lopsided deals that it was plain ridiculous. Naturally, our relationships were broken and needed fixing or an overhaul. At the time, I knew I had to maintain a functional relationship with each because of the pending business deals. Thus, an option 2, condition laden relationship emerged. However, the betrayal warranted an option 1 response. Sadly enough, the business deals fell through and our relationships remained in ruin.
I have maintained a safe distance from each friend since the incident and only held conversation with both parties when absolutely necessary in the past 6-8 months. Recently, both of their birthdays passed, so I left birthday messages for both but have yet to hear back from either. Ain't that about a bitch!
Thus, there is a new condition to option 2 relationships:
Article - Don'tbeaJackAss hereafter referred to as Article DbJA
1)if you are on shaky ground with me, acknowledge the fact that I reached out to you on your special day. Because honestly, I didn't have to do so. I could have been really petty and acted as if the day never meant anything to me though I've celebrated this day with you the past12 years.
* Violation of said condition is grounds for dismissal without further notice.
Disturbed
Cruising around blogspot last night I happened upon the post below at: http://mightymama.blogspot.com/
Fantasia-singer, stripper, simpleton???
I gotta tell you I am sick and tired of our music industry and Hollyhood, glorifying people who have no business in the limelight! I heard the song by third season, American Idol winner Fantasia Barrino, BABY's MaMas. Let's all feel sorry for all of the single mamas in America. Well, I am sorry Fantasia. I don't feel bad that your baby's daddy beat your ass, and blackened both your eyes. What I am sorry for is that you didn't have enough self-worth, for yourself to keep your legs closed. I am sorry that your Bible beating preacher MaMa showed and taught you the lies about being Baptist. I am sorry that she gave you a name fit for a stripper. But I am truly sorry that all you think you are good at is singing.....I am sorry that no one encouraged you to aspire to go into the field of medicine, public service, or education.
So before you call call me a racist white bitch. First off you are right about one thing I am white. However, I am no way shape or form a racist. My husband is a African American and is my equal. He agrees with me 100% on this subject. We would never encourage our children to be apart of the Hollyhood subculture or the sports arena. Women in general whether black, white, purple, yellow, orange or even freakin' clear, are guilty of selling themselves cheap to the music industry, sex, or even sports. Singing like a humming bird, sucking a mean dick, or even bouncing a basketball doesn't mean shit it; if your frontal lobe is stimulated by a good book or lecture every now and then. I am all for children exploring their god given talents, however the reality of making a career out of them is rare. Compared to population numbers it just doesn't happen that often. I know many of people who have received sports scholarships that are idiots. Why? Because all they did was run around with their head cut off like a chicken, or bounced a basketball so much it rattled their brains. Getting a education was no longer the focus, performance in the sport or exploitation of the musical talent was.
I don't mean to discredit the talents of our youth, but to aspire for more. In the Spike Lee film Bamboozled, it is explained that entertainment was the objective, no matter how much of an ass you are made. As long as it pays the bills people will fall for making fools of themselves. They are getting caught in the hype. Slavery of the millinium is what I call it.
I for one tonight will tell my children that they can and will be whatever they want as long as it is honorable. They will not sell their bodies by shakin' their groove thangs, sing unarticulate lyrics to songs, or bounce a basketball while their books are left in their backpacks. My children are worth so much more, and so are yours readers. Set the standard at a higher level and expect more from them. Maybe our future leaders of tomorrow, will be much more capable than those of today.
NOTE:NOTE:NOTE:NOTE:
If you think I am a total whack job, think again. Can I suggest you read the Mis-Education of The Negro BY Carter G. Woodson. If you don't want to read a book watch the Spike Lee film Bamboozled, it will clear many misconceptions up.
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Mental note to self, "When you're bored Shawn, don't just keep randomly clicking on links to blogs at blogspot."
Fantasia-singer, stripper, simpleton???
I gotta tell you I am sick and tired of our music industry and Hollyhood, glorifying people who have no business in the limelight! I heard the song by third season, American Idol winner Fantasia Barrino, BABY's MaMas. Let's all feel sorry for all of the single mamas in America. Well, I am sorry Fantasia. I don't feel bad that your baby's daddy beat your ass, and blackened both your eyes. What I am sorry for is that you didn't have enough self-worth, for yourself to keep your legs closed. I am sorry that your Bible beating preacher MaMa showed and taught you the lies about being Baptist. I am sorry that she gave you a name fit for a stripper. But I am truly sorry that all you think you are good at is singing.....I am sorry that no one encouraged you to aspire to go into the field of medicine, public service, or education.
So before you call call me a racist white bitch. First off you are right about one thing I am white. However, I am no way shape or form a racist. My husband is a African American and is my equal. He agrees with me 100% on this subject. We would never encourage our children to be apart of the Hollyhood subculture or the sports arena. Women in general whether black, white, purple, yellow, orange or even freakin' clear, are guilty of selling themselves cheap to the music industry, sex, or even sports. Singing like a humming bird, sucking a mean dick, or even bouncing a basketball doesn't mean shit it; if your frontal lobe is stimulated by a good book or lecture every now and then. I am all for children exploring their god given talents, however the reality of making a career out of them is rare. Compared to population numbers it just doesn't happen that often. I know many of people who have received sports scholarships that are idiots. Why? Because all they did was run around with their head cut off like a chicken, or bounced a basketball so much it rattled their brains. Getting a education was no longer the focus, performance in the sport or exploitation of the musical talent was.
I don't mean to discredit the talents of our youth, but to aspire for more. In the Spike Lee film Bamboozled, it is explained that entertainment was the objective, no matter how much of an ass you are made. As long as it pays the bills people will fall for making fools of themselves. They are getting caught in the hype. Slavery of the millinium is what I call it.
I for one tonight will tell my children that they can and will be whatever they want as long as it is honorable. They will not sell their bodies by shakin' their groove thangs, sing unarticulate lyrics to songs, or bounce a basketball while their books are left in their backpacks. My children are worth so much more, and so are yours readers. Set the standard at a higher level and expect more from them. Maybe our future leaders of tomorrow, will be much more capable than those of today.
NOTE:NOTE:NOTE:NOTE:
If you think I am a total whack job, think again. Can I suggest you read the Mis-Education of The Negro BY Carter G. Woodson. If you don't want to read a book watch the Spike Lee film Bamboozled, it will clear many misconceptions up.
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Mental note to self, "When you're bored Shawn, don't just keep randomly clicking on links to blogs at blogspot."
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