Not hating, Just stating…

“Night or day they’re just not matching what they should do. Keep me feeling blue.” -The Spinners

Part one:

 I am a firm believer in doing what you say & saying what you’re gonna do. If you think that making me an empty promise is the way to keep me happy or hanging on, ya dead wrong! If you think that NOT saying something to me directly about something that will have an affect on me will keep me from getting upset, ya dead wrong!

Tell the truth upfront & let the chips fall where they may. Manipulating truth is lying, omitting parts of the truth is lying by omission, and just flat out lying is your ARSE! I hate being lied to like ANYONE, but most of all I hate being manipulated and having energy transferred to me that I don’t deserve. Transferring energy is a little like deflecting only there are only two people involved and the person to whom you are giving the business feels trapped in their own lie & tries to accuse you of something similar to their transgression in an effort to take the guilt off of them. This doesn’t work with me because I’M SMART! So why do it? Because you like to play games and manipulate situations to your advantage and when  mirror is held up to you, you refuse to look in it. It’s time to get off the playground & step into adulthood… I don’t want to play tag or hide-n-seek or monkey in the middle… You can have fun with someone without playing games.

Part two:

“Don’t it always seem to go that you don’t know what you’ve got til it’s gone?”- Joni Mitchell

This is a recurring theme for me. We’re “dating”, “seeing each other”, “talking”, “hanging out”and for some reason I start to make “demands” of you that you cannot fulfill. Not ultimatums, or even real demands… just requests for simple things like quality time or a night out once in a while. (Who would remain interested in someone that never went out with them, right? only a fool or a sukka, right? RIGHT!) So I start to feel that the relating-ship (I use that term for the commitmentphobic folks so as not to have it confused with “relationship” which includes titles & responsibilities for each others feelings and general treating the other person like a human being) is slowly deteriorating & I bring it to your attention before it fizzles & fades. I am not an unreasonable person, I give it time to get fixed. BUt after I have brought it up a FEW times & am met with nothing but the aforementioned games, I let you know it’s not gonna work for me &  I get *GONE*. I don’t call like I used to, I don’t respond to you the way I used to & we definitely don’t do the things we used to. SUddenly and much too late you realize something is amiss… and it’s time to do soemthing about it. CORRECTION, it’s too late.

As a result of your game playing, you are now sitting there thinking about the way things used to be. *cue Joni*

“Don’t it always seem to go

That you don’t know what you’ve got til it’s *GONE*

They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot.”

I attend a grad school that has what they call blended courses, partially online with a 3 day weekend in class. This weekend we had class and I was ready to put a face to the names I had seen online attached to some of the more “interesting” posts to our online classroom.

There was one particular classmate that some think may be a little learning disabled, or a sufferer of Fetal Alcohol Syndrome or maybe a crackbaby. Her posts are like word salad, and the lettuce was WILTED… I had taken to skipping them because they gave me a headache.

We get to class & I am sitting next to my “lil sis” and she informs me that the girl sitting in front of us on the end is the chef of the word salad online. She introduces herself & is supposed to be explaining what she wants to do with her degree… I have NO idea what she was saying… something about crime scenes and fire and a few I don’t knows. I was scared.

As the weekend progressed, I noticed that she had some pretty bad habits. Including, CONSTANTLY saying “whatsever”. I kept score, she said it 6 times. Yeah, I kept score. But I started to feel like a joke was being played on me because there is NO WAY, this girl was in grad school. The teacher asked if everyone read his bio & what they thought of it, she blurts out: “Your job seems boring, but I guess you find it interesting.” Where at do they do that?

Throughout the weekend, she gave various indications that she wasn’t all there. The teacher asked a question & in the middle of her answering, she says: “DAMN, I forgot!” Then commences toTOTALLY mispronounce the name of the author of the MAIN textbook we use. My entire row sat there in complete & utter disbelief. She then, decided to mispronounce the MAIN FOCUS of the class: COMPENSEE… leaving out an entire syllable. I turned to my girl T & wasked her what “compensee to stand trial” meant and, bless her heart if she didn’t try to explain COMPENTENCY to stand trial to me. Until I stopped her & said: I said COMPENSEE not COMPETENCY. We laughed & shook our heads.

The entire weekend, we waited with bated breath for her presentation because we were soooo sure that it would be entertaining, to say the least. The schedule for presentations was already given out so everyone knew when it was their turn… EXCEPT HER! We all sat looking at her and finally the teacher called her name & she exclaims: OH SHYT! AGAIN WADTDT? She announces to the class that she feels dumb because she didn’t understand the assignement. Which I found both easy AND hard to believe. Theselection of presentation topics was laid out in the syllabus at the beginning of class and the topic had tobe approved by the professor AND the subjects to be discussed in the presentation and the paper were outlined in the schedule for the weekend a week before we met. Yet, somehow, despite alllll of that, she managed to get it wrong. Hm!??! Immediately, my entire row began to text one another. She HAD to know we were doing it. But, then again she was oblivious to everything else. She said ax instead of ask, deaf instead of death, and made a very curious reference to 1994s as if it were SEVERAL years instead of one. At the end she kept using the word reassualts and it took me several minutes before I was able to figure out that she MIGHT have meant reasserts. The world may NEVER know.

I really want to see her transcripts. I sincerely hope that with all the hardwork I have put into my graduate school education and my AWESOME way with words that I have BETTER grades than she. Perhaps if she were simply socially inep, I wouldn’t have bothered even blogging about it. But because she seems to not only be inept, but also waaaay out of her league & over her head, I demand ANSWERS! What a travesty!

I’m not hating, I’m just stating.

I haven’t said THAT in a while…

Why are you invading my personal space?

It seems that some men in this area have NO idea how to talk to you and NOT invade your personal space. They move in sooooo close as if they are feeling a vibe. UH UH, back up! Just last night I had to tell a 40++ year old man that he was IN MY SPACE! He didn’t seem to notice or care. He said: “I have heard that I can be ummmm, what’s the word?” So I gave him a l ist of my observations in the 15 or so minutes we had “known” each other: rude, annoying, invasive, abrasive, loud, imposing? He said he liked the way imposing sounded. I said, “That figures.” He came up to the bar at about a 10 while everyone else was about at 7, then as he began introducing himself and talking to people at the bar, he kicked it up to 15 & then 20- touching, leaning, laughing close, talking closer. He seemed oblivious to his invasive ways. at one point he was LEANING on my friend as he talked to the woman next to her, so much so she couldn’t move her arm to finish eating her food. I am shaking my head at the thought. Of course when I informed him he was so close she could not eat, he got close to ME.

This is not an uncommon occurrence, people getting too familiar too quickly.  I have been known to do the same, but only when there is a vibe. And apparently some men cannot sense when there is no vibe & they are much too close for comfort. Here is how to tell:

• If you lean in to talk to her & she leans back; you’re too close.
• If you place your hand on her arm, back, leg, etc. & she looks down at your hand and stops talking; you’re too comfortable.
• If you are talking to her, giving her your BEST Billy D. & she seems to be staring JUST over your shoulder; there is no vibe.
• If you give her a nickname before you even know her name &  she looks at you like you just called her a b¡+¢#; there is a problem.

SIMPLE, YES? It astounds me how common courtesy just isn’t that common anymore. Respect me, respect my space… plain & simple. Simple & plain. If you wonder why the woman you are talking to has an attitude, maybe it’s you. Maybe you are too close, too loud and too familiar too soon. Just because a woman doesn’t want to be called BooBoo by a someone she just met 5 minutes ago, does not make her uppity. Just because a woman doesn’t want your arm around her AS you introduce yourself, does not make her stank. Just because a woman asks you why you are talking SO loud, does not mean “she thinks she’s like that”. These are ALL real scenarios & they ALL happened LAST NIGHT! Yes, a grown man told me that I think I am like that. To which I replied, “Yes, I am kind of a big deal!”

Gentlemen of the Metropolitan Area, I challenge you to respect a woman’s space this week and see how far it gets you.

Ok? OK!

I have been forced into finally getting this out.

I care about the Chris Brown & Rhianna incident. I do. I will discuss the possibilities & ramifications. I will.

But what I will not do is convict the boy based on reports of reports and third & fourth party information. What I KNOW: is something happened between them; Rhianna went into hiding; Chris Brown went into hiding; the DA has not brought a case against Chris Brown; Chris Brown is now persona non grata. That is IT!

All of these people going around talking about black eyes, contusions, unconciousness. You HEARD that… how does it make it true? I have heard stories from people in the music industry that are at both ends of the spectrum… how does that make it true? If you want to discuss domestic violence, then discuss that. If you want Chris Brown convicted of a crime, then you will just have to wait. People are up in arms over something that right now has a million angles and missing pieces. I just hope that these people that have found him guilty are right. Because if not, this child’s life as he knows it is ruined. But until he IS found guilty, I am not going to make him the poster child for Domestic Violence or fault him for keeping quiet. He has a case pending.

On the other hand, why hasn’t Rhianna said anything. Why hasn’t she spoken out against this allegedly ongoing abuse? Part of the problem with domestic violence is the woman not speaking up & out. Why is it either of their jobs to say ANYTHING? If you have a child that loves Rihanna or Chris Brown… YOU sit down & talk to them about domestic violence. YOU be the role model. Superstar or not they are both YOUNG and still learning about life & love. No one should expect them to be perfect, they are human. Think back to when you were 19 & 20 and the things that you said and did that should or could have gotten you into trouble. There but for the grace…

I have witnessed domestic violence from almost every angle, it is serious. This is why I am not announcing a verdict until I have all the credible evidence. If he did bite her, choke her, punch her, and leave her unconcious on the side of the road; then, with her cooperation the law will take care of that. If it turns out that MUCH of what has been alleged is untrue; then I pray that they both have learned a lesson from this and grow from it and this young man can put his life back together.

I have family, friends & acquaintances both male & female that have been involved in domestic violence incidents. Some went unreported, some were FALSELY reported, some charges were dropped by the alleged victim but were still prosecuted by the state. It is just interesting to me how stars much older than these two have been accused of similar crimes and then some, but people took the wait & see approach. But not in this case. I in no way excuse domestic abuse of any kind verbal, physical, emotional. But I also recognize that the abusive person is not always the man. I have seen it enough to know.

I am not taking up for Chris Brown or Rihanna, I am simply saying. The FACTS are listed above… everything else is speculation, rumors, lies, and hearsay. You are welcome to have your OPINION. But please, stop losing friendships and getting all out of sorts over a YOUNG man & YOUNG woman who wouldn’t even know you if they saw you on the street.

Please & thank you… I bid you good day!

I don’t think I knew or fully understood that at 30, I would suddenly turn into a 13 year old. My hormones and body have reverted to pubescent times…

My skin… my pride & joy is more like a map of the surface of the moon… hills, craters, valleys… WHAT!??! It wasn’t supposed to be this way. But that is indeed how it is. and it’s itchy… am I allergic to 30? say it ain’t so! At first I thought it was just my new bangs. But uuuuh, it has spread all across my face like a Chris Brown rumor! *sigh*I don’t even know what to do about it… I guess I will have to get my doctor to refer me to a good dermatologist because this is NOT ok!

Uneven growth spurts… I thought I was done growing. UP maybe, but not out. my left side has decided to be its own person. It is seceding from the union and making its independence known MUCH to the chagrin of my clothes & shoes.

Hormonious… I feel like I JUST discovered the male species. Like they JUST found a cure for cooties & now it’s ok to go near them. Not only is it ok, but it is preferable & necessary. I’m not a cougar though because I am liking them young or old. I’m not a benefits “whore” like I used to be because I have been eyeballing men who couldn’t possibly have direct deposit let alone a benefits package. I’m not even discreet about it. I stare, I turn around & look back. I even wave & smile. WHAT? WHY? I don’t know… I don’t do anything but shoot them down if they actually mistake my ogling for flirtation or REAL interest… I am 13 again. (Shout out to ILB…. weeeee’re baaaaaack!!)

I want 29 back. I preferred the oily t-zone & occasional dry patch over the all over outbreak of mini-acne. I preferred the defiant love handle that could be tamed by a few weeks of low carbs over the entire mutation of my left hand side into some buxom chick twice my size & half my age. I preferred the role of coy mistress giggling behind her hand over the “Hey how YOU doin?” that I am fighting against now.

I am now in search of acne treatments, proper fitting garments, and a hobby that won’t get my fast behind in trouble. When people welcomed me to 30 & told me I would love it… I believed them. But THIS, I do not love! I hope within the next FEW months this ceases & desists & everything comes together like it did summer before 11th grade… And I once again become a dime… and not this 5 pennies & a nickel mess I got workin now!

Then acts surprised, astounded, shocked & apalled. I am wondering what Mr. Burris was thinking even ACCEPTING the appointment. I swear if I hear one more political commentator say “TAINT”, “Under the TAINT”… I am going to just totally explode into a million bits of sophomoric laughter.

“Contamination”, “corruption”, “blemish”, even “uncertainty”… are very collegiate and acceptable words. But they know good & well “taint” is SLANG for something not TOO dissimilar, but come on! Stop using “taint”! Please? Please!

Now on to Burris, I think it is funny that his name is a homophone for a slang term my girls & I use to mean REALLY EMBARRASSED! THis guy has not even an inkling of enbarassment. And now it is being reported that he is going to be seated & President-Elect Obama is going to work with him. Congratulations, but not really, “Jr. Senator” Burris… you must be so proud. (Smell that sarcasm?)

Really, what is going on? It’s like a pimp with questionable taste in women choosing you as his bottom b***h after the original one has cleaned up her life and moved on to more respectable work. This is not an accomplishment, there is NOTHING to be proud of, no one in the political… er, I mean, pimping community is going to respect you regardless. So enjoy your glory days, they won’t last long. So much for the taint of Blagojevich… *stifling a snicker*

I’m soooooo not hating, I’m just stating!

What the hot buttered snot is going on in Illinois? The governor went all old school gangsta on them- talking reckless & shaking folks down like “WHAT!?!?” (I love/hate that phrase) Blogjog, as I call him has really been real Kanye West with his i.e., saying & doing whatever he wants! Must be an Illinois thing. R. Kelly, pees on who he wants. Kanye says what he wants. Blogjog shakesdown who he wants. And in the midst of all of this, Poor President-Elect Obama sits, once again being dragged into foolishness because he associated with a man that associated with foolishness. This is a damned if you do, damned if you don’t situation for him. Obama said he didn’t have any unsavory dealings with the man, but that wasn’t good enough. The media want to know if he knew this man was up to no good and if so why didn’t he dime him out. Why didn’t you dime out your crackhead uncle? Your embezzelling daddy? Your stealing from Wal-mart grandmother? I am not going to weigh in on it, I just want you all to think about that.

Illinois is just one of 50 states and territories that Obama has to worry about. He is pretty much being charged with cleaning up the biggest, most ignorant and reckless frat party EVER! And the media is worried about why he never cleaned his room.  PISHAW! Poor, poor JJJ, I hope he wasn’t involved in this blatant disregard for the law, ethics, and common sense. This is the information age no one goes unnoticed, you can only fly under the radar but SO long especially in the public eye. So young JJJ, I hope you are honest & integritous (is that a word yet?)

And finally, I would like to call SHENANIGANS on Oprah. YOUNG LADY, get over thine self! You know good & goshdarn well you didn’t SUDDENLY gain 60 pounds! Just like I am lying to myself about sudenly gaining 25. First of all, it happens! Just because people put you on a pedastal, The Oprah is a human being… it is ok. I forgive you. Secondly, WE saw you getting bigger, you don’t have to act like we didn’t. and lastly, who cares you are The Oprah! Enjoy it, honey! Live your good life, don’t let these folks out here have you DYING to be thin. Skinny people die of heart disease too. Have some pie for me, girrrrl, because I can’t afford bigger clothes so I gotta lose this weight. You got options… USE THEM!

Wednesday used to be my DND night, but last night… Tuesday turned me out!The Real Housewives of Atlanta Reunion show and Keyshia Cole- The Way It Is made for some good reality tv last night. Tonight the Obamas & Barbara Walters will have me captivated so Top Chef will have to wait! BUT, back to the lecture @ hand. Let’s start with the Real Houswives of Atlanta Reunion Show.

“Real” Housewives of Atlanta Reunion

I was watching in amazement at how DELUSIONAL Kim is. Does she really think she can miraculously sing? She is a wreck, a mess and a tragedy. At first I was just going to REMEMBER everything & blog from memory, but after the first commercial break or so… I had to take notes. How DARE Kim start crying and IMPLYING she had cancer- You do NOT play with the big “C”, girl. Then the airhead didn’t even CLARIFY until later. Girl, don’t play! You lost 25 lbs. & your hair started falling out and the doctor was 90% sure it was cancer… and when the host asks her point blank did she have cancer she starts moaning and carrying on as if she did. Here’s the thing, I still didn’t feel bad for her. Now can you tell me I am the only one? No! No. Andy Cohen was a good one, because I would have popped her in the back of that wigged head! And I feel GYPPED because I SWEAR I missed Kim talking about her wig squeezing her head. I was ready to LOL at that one, just to see how she fit that in there!

Now what really struck me was the STAGING. Kim & Sheree on one side and NeNe, Lisa, and Deshawn on the other. As I watched the season I realized that Kim & Sheree had one very IMPORTANT thing in common, DELUSIONS OF grandeur! Sheree and her divatude and the clear fact that she thought she was the best thing since sliced bread & the diaphragm. Honey, HUSH! You and your seven-figure divorce settlement and gay cavalcade of friends are enough to make me want to just stab something. Just STOP! And Kim, Kim, Kim, Kim… poor old-faced 29 year old living-off-a-married-man Kim. Get a JOB, sweetie! Maybe when you can make enough money to buy a CLUE! But I think that Kim & Sheree DESERVE each other, they both are delusional, disloyal and disgusting.

By a show of hands, who was surprised to find out that NeNe & Sheree were friends before the show started? *surveys the room* Uh, huh… me too! SO glad I’m not alone here. NeNe strikes me as the type that will say things to your face AND behind your back, my kind of girl. I mean, NeNe is HILARIOUS she understood the comedic value of everything and above all else she was REALISTIC. I cannot imagine her and Sheree as friends, Sheree spends so much time PLAYING coy mistress, she can’t even have fun, I bet. Andy told her her clothing line wasn’t going to keep her warm at night; translation: “Quit playing, bych, you need a man!”

So let’s toss Kim & Sheree to the side, so they can lie & delude each other into oblivion, shall we? Let us move on to Lisa. I feel bad that her husband had a “grand opening, grand closing” moment with the Raiders, but how bad do you have to be to get released from the freaking RAIDERS? Anyway, Lisa looks a little odd to me; I cannot quite put my finger on it… otherworldly or something. But when she said: “Eff you Kim, I will flip you over that couch!” I believed it & she instantly became my fave! I knew that had Kim called HER a bych, she would have come at her like a spider monkey. And I soooo wanted to see it! But Lisa was dead on, Kim needed medication, because she was so obviously lying about EVERYTHING she said. I wish her & her husband the best in allll their ventures.Now Deshawn just kinda sat there looking cheap in the face. I swear she talks like a feral child (think of Jodie Foster in Nell). I am glad her soul has ben anchored in the Lord and ALL that, but can she needs speech therapy before she preaches her first sermon. And, uuuuh, not to be funny but, how is it possible to go to Divinity School online, how are you too busy to make time for the LORD… Something about that whole scenario is just WRONG!

I would be remiss if I didn’t mention that Dwight came flouncing in looking like the damn VAMPIRE in Brooklyn!

The Way It Is

In all honesty, when Keyshia Cole first came out, I didn’t like her. She was a hot ghetto mess & I thought she was just another non-singing hood chick who was “effing for tracks” (hey hey hey, those are Dallas Austin’s words [not in reference to Keyshia, but you get it] NOT MINE). As I slowly started getting sucked into watching The Way It Is because my sister used to watch it EVERYTIME it was on. Everytime? Yes, EVERYTIME! I have to watch this show in real time because I don’t want the spie sin my DVR notifying the powers-that-be that I actually WATCH BET… LORD FORBID!

I only have a FEW comments about this show because Frankie weighs on my SOUL, she does! Neffe has little people hands… like stubby Vienna sausages!! OMG! I was a little disappointed in Whitney Phipps being on there, but he is her pastor, so… *shrug*.

Now Frankie is the walking, talking proof of the old adage: Once a crackhead, Always a crackhead! She is everything sad & funny about a crackhead. And I truly feel for Neffe because she tries to love that woman and that woman insists on showing out & STYLING on her every chance she gets!

 Pastor Phipps told her she had to stop trying to make things better all by herself between 2 adults. Keyshia could benefit from listening to a little Project Pat: Don’t save her, she don’t wanna be saved! And by “her” I mean her entire family, they are doing very little as a whole to save themselves. And what is up with her foster mother where does she get those wigs? Shytty Wig Emporium????

Frankie… your man??? Frankie… your man! I mean her BOYFRIEND is literally a boy… and all Neffe could say was he’s cuter than the last one. *smh* He is barely out of puberty & he has gold teeth. But I guess if he has never been to jail (in his adult life of 2.5 years) and doesn’t do drugs (marijuana isn’t a drug) then hey, he is a catch. BET still has the LOUDEST commercials ever… I remember having to turn the volume down all the time! But what is up with those Dr. Miracle commercials? They are low budget & Dr. Miracle can’t talk… he sounds like he is related to DeShawn Snow. UGH!

Out of alllll those kids Frankie had, Keyshia is the cutest one? Neffe cleaned up WELL for her book cover, but they lightened her waaay up, WOW! 

And after allll that drama, I turn to see who won Dancing with the Stars & the ish is STILL on!  I  was going to watch it until I realized Miley Sinus was going to perform, so I went ahead & called it a night, UGH! Way to RUIN a results show! 

I’m not hating, I’m just stating!

IT JUST HIT ME… i KNOW WHAT THE MYSTERIOUS DISEASE IS KIM HAD…. ANOREXIA LIEVOSA!

There have been some stories in the gossip blogs I subscribe to via Reader about celebrities that I am just feeling like they need help, some NON-yes men to guide them in the right direction, so in no particular order, here goes:

Tyra Banks:

You GO, girl; you do your thing; I ain’t mad atcha; do you, boo… and that other cliche slang meaning, I am half-assed encoraging you because I don’t REALLY like what you are doing, but hey, you are successful at it!

Yesterday I read Tyra “surprised” Miz Isis King of PG County with a gender-reassignment surgery. Tyra, baby, what are you doing? This isn’t a new car, or clothes, or toys. You are going the Extreme Makeover route, unsolicited. It’s not like Isis wrote in to your show & asked (or maybe (s)he did). Regardless, there is something so CRAZY about this surprise. Does Isis get to choose the doctor? Is there some sort of catalogue (s)he gets to peruse before deciding on a va-jay-jay? I am just totally confused by this “gesture”… I understand you want to be this generations Oprah, but somehow you are doing it wrong.

 Lindsay Lohan:

Clearly your mom has not told you or you have not listened: SIT YOUR AZZ DOWN SOMEWHERE! I don’t care where OR with whom. Just sit! Be still! Be quiet! Be reflective! But for goodness sake BE GONE! I am so tired of seeing her raggedy face in every other blog I read. I don’t care if you are gay or if your are in the closet or if you are lost and turned out. I DO care that you are or SHOULD BE irrelevant yet you are constantly and consistently in my Reader looking like an oldt hoe! You are only 22 yet you look like you have more miles on you than a retreaded tire on a cross-country big rig. I hope you get a hold of yourself before you end up a tragic, sullen-faced, botoxed, detoxed hoe puff of mess on the 4th season of Dr. Drew’s Celebrity Rehab. Go to your quiet place & remain there until further notice.

Nick & Mariah:

I have broken my promise to myself that I would not discuss this mish-mash of a couple. But thanks to Black Snob I have had no choice but to look at this mess everyday. If they are happy, GREAT! If they are preggers, AWESOME! But why is their whole happy, preggers coupledom a gyadamm photo op???

Are you trying to convince ME or YOU?? HUH? Nick, you haven’t been CUTE since The Nick Cannon Show & you haven’t been RELEVANT since Drumline regardless of what your IMDB page says… You are wack and your “wife” is wacked out! I love love & I am all for it, but I also know love when I see it & neither of you are good actors… ok? ok. If you are really in love, I beg of thee to go softly into that good night & keep your maniacal. oh-my-gawd-look-at-us love to yourselves! please & thank you!

Kim Zsleazeback (UNreal Housewife of Atlanta):

A- you are not a wife, you are a jump-off…

B- You can’t sing… stop trying to be a country singer… That is like me waking up and wanting to be a world-class ice skater

c- you are NOT 29, not on this planet or any other… not even in reverse dog years!

D- You CANNOT SING!

For those of you with sense that REFUSE to get sucked into the cess pool that is Real Housewives of Atlanta, Kim is the token white girl with the plastic Barbie wig setting atop her head… yes SETTING! She has 2 kids & an anonymous donor named Big Papa who gives her money in exchange for her “friendship”. She had once claimed to be engaged to this married man, but we know how THAT turns out, right?

Kim has befriended a fellow delusional housewife who, after 3 years of trying to get a divorce hopes to get 7 figures out of the deal. And I don’t think she means Partridge Family collectible dolls (if you include the band manager). My advice to Kim is STOP! Whatever you are doing, don’t! Whatever you may think is the next step, isn’t. Whatever you are dreaming of, wake up! You are a mother of two DAUGHTERS, they learn by example… be a better one! Get a life coach, I will do it… and if that doesn’t work, I have a friend we call Dr. Mimi who has a cure-all for what ails ya. I won’t go into detail now, but trust me her solution is sure-fire, but definitely a last resort!

And Kim, please use your credit cards to purchase a clue! because anytime you cannot interpret a conversation like this, you got issues:

I’m not hating, I’m just stating!

Ok, I said I wasn’t going to blog about politics anymore, but much like the political candidates around election time, I LIED!

I was watching The View (because I am a sucker for punishment & I like to see if today is the day that Elizabych HasselBLECH’s head will explode!) and Lizzy asked Joy if she would like more of the Obama Kool-Aid. Initially, my friends were upset about this remark because of the implications of Kool-Aid and black people. Subsequently, I found THIS foolishness on the interwebs:

This was sent out by The Chaffey Community Republican Women and is by far the dumbest, most desperate piece of CRAP I have ever seen. Playing upon the baseless fears of a man who grew up MUCH the same way most of the people who are against him did. He probably didn’t even drink Kool-Aid as a kid. But that is not the point, here. *staring at the foolishness alittle while longer*

Back to The View, I informed my friends that Elizabych was likely referencing Jim Jones, the charismatic leader that lead all of those people to Guyana and had them commit suicide. They informed me that I was giving her too much credit. And they were right. Like everything else she says, she was repeating some foolishness she heard someone else say. That someone was Bill Oh ‘ REALLY? When he said it later on in the show, I remembered having heard him say similar things about other liberals prior to primaries & beyond. I used to listen to Bill Oh’REALLY? on WJFK all the time because he was SO angry and SO worked up & SO not doing anything more than talking & writing & ranting about it. I found it fascinating how he could be so bitter in America as a white man. FASCINATING!

Libby is a Republican robot whose only means of defense is offense. If the subject is Sarah Palin she talks about Obama. If the subject is John McCain, she talks about Obama. If the subject is Joe Six-pack, the plumber, or Biden, she talks about Obama. She seems to be wrapped up in the Obamania just as much as anyone else, if not more, because ALL SHE can talk about is Obama. Yes, it is negative, but all publicity is good publicity, no?

Everyday she sits there with her back straight and her ass tight looking cheap in the face!  Terrified that Obama will win and she will have to live her life in fear of something OTHER than the Bush Regime? … having to drink the Kool-Aid? … a black man running the country? (oh no I didn’t! oh yes I did) Anyone who has watched The View knows that Mrs. Hasselblech lives in her own world where things just don’t apply to her.

• People who go on reality tv are the worst people in the world, she says (that is a paraphrase). Then someone points out she got her “start” on Survivor. She says that is different because she went on Survivor because she likes to challenge herself. GIRL WHAT? There are people that like to challenge themselves everyday that don’t feel the need to go on television to do it.
• People who think that the country is still racist are CRAZY! Whoopi Goldberg herself SCOFFS at her and says it exists. She doesn’t believe it and because she doesn’t believe it then it therefore doesn’t exist. She cries during the discussion about the”N” word because in HER world no one says it & no one should say it & lions live with lambs & blah blah blaaaaah!
• The RNC spent $150,000 of taxpayer money to “upgrade” Sarah Palin. In HER world this is the same as Obama using his donations to pay MILLIONS for a 30 minute commercial. Aren’t donations SUPPOSED to go to help the campaign? Honey, WHAT!!!!!?!?!?

if you didn’t see this CLASSIC clip from Bill Oh’Really please u tube and or goog.le it

Yesterday, Leavemebych, had on a Great Ameri(Mc)cain Hero shirt (yeah I didn’t get it either). It turns out that she designed the shirt… YAAAAY BOOOO! But no one else has officially endorsed anyone on the show. So why did she feel she needed to? Oh yeah, she has been sippin the Kool-Aid- both the McCain Kool-Aid AND the Obama Kool-Aid (she just haaassss to get a taste).

Let me just say this, Lizzy, let it go! McCain has! He pulled out of Michigan, he is pulling out of Colorado, HELL McCain has done more pulling out in the last month than a Catholic couple practicing the rhythm method. The signs are all around, honey. McCain has peed in your cup & convinced you it was lemonade, poor thing. Meanwhile, we’re at the Obama party where he is turning water into wine, right? HA! I in NO WAY think Obama is the messiah, but I d think he is the better man for the job.

Libby, this big, ice cold mason jar filled with swamp water Kool-Aid (grape and lemon lime flavor mixed so it turns black) with EXTRA EXTRA sugar, is for YOU!

CHEERS!