Wednesday, November 26, 2008

twitter madness

Ha.
I've been hoodwinked! Bamboozled!
Anyways, I finally gave in to adulthood peer pressure and opened up a Twitter account. Yayyyy, me. It seems pretty basic (I'd like to call it Facebook Status Updates for Dummies, or Blogging: The VERY Beginning), but again something I really don't need...so it's essentially for kicks. LOL, I actually went to the site, checked it out and said, "What?! That's it. You just tell people what you're doing? This is stupid."...
...then I proceded to get my login information via conformation e-mail. O_o
Hey, what better way is there to send people into extreme boredom? I'll just jump on my phone and let you know my every waking move every five seconds.
Not seriously, but I'll give it a shot.
If you are an unfortunate soul who doesn't know when to say no, like me; or you really do have fun with this thing, you should be kind and add me.

Click here and check me out.

(deuces.)

12/03 *update: After a few days in the Twitter universe, it's really not all that it's cracked up to be. Really. Deleting the account asap (aka whenever Twitter's server decides to work). LOL, at least I can said I had a Twitter account...right?



Tuesday, November 25, 2008

oh, baltimore.

Whatever happened to our motto, "The City that Reads"?

Last year, HBO, along with directors Alan and Susan Raymond bravely set their sights on my city's crappy school system and decided to feature a documentary about one of (MANY) the troubled schools here. Hard Times At Douglass High: A No Child Left Behind Report Card chronicles one turbulent school year at the historic Frederick Douglass Senior High School. Since I live in Baltimore, and my brother graduated from this same school in 2007, watching this documentary was technically redundant, but I wanted to see if the media really shed light on what goes on in that school. Long story short, I think they did a pretty good job in showing what really goes on with the Baltimore City Public School System...and that's exactly nothing at all. School books dated back to when Frederick Douglass himself attended the school? Not really, but close enough. And oh, "we can't afford to give you new books, but here's this shiny new SCOREBOARD for your football field! Keep running, niggers." Not an actual quote, but I figure that's what's being said in these shady school headquarters meetings. And please don't get me started on the violence--the gang fights, teachers fighting students--wow.


One year later, and the shit is still hitting the fan. This story hits me harder because I've worked at this school before, and the stories that I have just at this school are ridiculous and endless. Example: on my way to work one day, I get a phone call saying that the after school session for the day had been canceled and all students had been sent home. I found out later in the day that a student decided to drop a chair on a teacher--landing directly on his face--from two floors up. The teacher had been taken to the emergency room with a broken nose and other injuries. W.T.F. Last Friday, it was reported that a student had been fatally stabbed multiple times right outside of the school--by another student--at Lemmel Middle School, ironically a few blocks away from Douglass. Please feel free to click the link for the full story and updates that have followed. Apparently the young man who killed his schoolmate was constantly bullied. It's also reported that he went to school authorities multiple times and no action was taken, so he finally and unfortunately took matters into his own hands.

In keeping up with this story, there are always two things that continuously surface to the front of my mind:

-We have POLICE OFFICERS working in city schools. No, not the rent-a-cop, with a whistle and iron-on "security" badge. The good ole boys (lmfao@ the irony) of the BCPD have special divisions and departments specially designed to provide safety to our schools. Where the hell were they? Just last year at the same school, a student stabbed one of his classmates in the neck with a pair of scissors. He was also a victim of bullying but to a different extreme; being bullied by gang members. Where are my taxes going?!
-This is pretty twisted that this thought came to mind, but check this: the two boys in this story are 14 and 15 years old. Why are they still in middle school?

This city is jacked, and the school system is even worse. And now we have another issue facing us, with the passing of Question 2 in Maryland, we'll soon be welcoming slots into the state. Guess where the money's going to go? The goverment is saying schools...I don't see it happening. Of course I'm not being asinine by not listening to both sides of the Question 2 argument, but when it came time to vote on 11/4, I did myself and my younger brothers and sisters a favor a selected no.
It's hard to believe this city is about change for our schools when I can drive past Douglass High, with no new renovations, books, or anything severly beneficial for the students being done; and look right across the street at Mondawmin Mall practically getting a facelift. It was arguably the worst mall in the city, in ALL aspects. You wouldn't be able to find anything you were looking for...and hopefully you made it out and to your car without being robbed. And hopefully you got into your car without someone already being in it, waiting to rob you. But now, check us out! We've built a brand spanking new Target, AJ Wright, and a Shoppers; and there's also been some significant work done to the inside of the mall. Now there's a Forever 21 in the hood. Damn.

That's right across the street. And to the left of the school, a new football stadium is being built for Coppin State University.

Way to go, B-More. Way to go.

(deuces.)


ha! midnight's a hit!

"Sister Souljah's Latest Novel Is New York Times Best Seller"

Hey, I didn't make this stuff up. I was checking one of my fave hiphop sites for some news, and the story popped up. I finished the book less than a day after I posted my bootleg book review.

The story was remarkable, and it looks as if most of the world thinks so as well. And by "world", I mean the New York Times Best Seller List. Ha.

Next book I'm going to read? Not entirely sure. Toni Morrison's A Mercy looks like it may be pretty good, but when reading anything she's authored, I have to make sure I read nothing else during that time. Seriously. Morrison's novels sometime have the tendency to be the definition of complex. There will be a lot of rereading, re-analyzing, head scratching and "wtF?!" moments in this novel. I'm sure of it.

Have you seen/read Beloved?
Exactly.

*update* I just read the synopsis of A Mercy, via wikipedia. It's set two centuries earlier than Beloved, so it's technically a prelude to the latter. Looks like I'll need to perform some mental calisthenics before I crack this one open.


(deuces.)

Friday, November 21, 2008

he's scoob, and he's here.

My good buddy Scoob, aka Mr. Official, aka the ShoNuff of Snuzz has now entered the blogosphere. It's titled "A Few Things"; just his almost-daily chronicle of randomness, childhood memories and Rolling Road stories. Check him out, I'm pretty sure you'll find some things either:
-Funny as hell
-Random
-Nostalgia inducing
If you weren't paying attention, his link is included.
:)
Just click "A Few Things".
See? I did it for you again.
You're welcome.

Thursday, November 20, 2008

"...when it hits, you feel no pain...so, hit me with music..."

The break may be over now. Not sure, really. I just really needed some time to think about certain events highlighting my life, and over thinking could cloud the gut instinct-type decision I've already made to handle the situation.

Now, the reason of this post: if anyone has been reading the random things that show up on this blog, you'll know that I am a music fiend. I'm an 80s baby, so by default I should be accustomed to the wonderful sounds of Hip Hop, but noooo; I tend to share my love of all things music with all genres. Yes, country music even gets love from me, too. Gasp.

The genre I listen to usually mirrors my mood. If I'm in a sad mood (as of now), I tend to listen to jazz (Dizzy), blues (Lena&Billie), or old school R&B. No, I'm not talkin' "...never trust a big butt and a smile!" (sidenote: If you clicked the link, I'm not saying this song isn't classic. I'm just taking it a little further back. That song was actually my favorite song as a little [little] girl.), I'm talking about Phyllis (one of my personal faves), Chaka, Gladys, Tina; Teena, Luther, Marvin (swoon), et cetera. Sometimes I may have a thought in my head that brews uncontrollably, so I accompany the mental storm with Igor Stravinsky's "The Rite of Spring". Note: Vaslav Nijinsky was a sick choreographer. So there is a positive to being a (sometimes) moody woman...finding the best song to describe your feelings at the time, especially if there's not a soul who will understand how're you're feeling right now. You know what I mean.

Today, I stumbled across some music on Imeem.com--they've stepped their game up on the html tip and decided that they'd like the music to be continuous during your cyber visit. So, intstead of the music stopping if you've only selected one song, poof! Some little Imeem wizard automatically takes you to another mp3, "randomly" selected according to the artist/genre you chose. I can't even remember what I've been listening to; I was feeling pretty random today, so I just let my ears drown in whatever I stumbled upon. All of a sudden, there it was.


Now, to some people; at first listen it may persuade you to break out the glo-sticks and pacifiers, but it's really a decent song. Great "believe in yourself!" themed lyrics, upbeat tempo; something you can vibe and maybe two step to. There's a mellow voice to sweeten the pot, not Fantasia, but not yet Clay...but not yet Kelly...that American Idol manufactored voice that you may rarely like. Sorry, Idol fans.

Point is, given my situation, I may have never given this song a listen until now. I'm not saying that this is the techno power ballad to end all techno power ballads...but it's damn sure a picker-upper.

Then the Imeem wizard must have felt my desire to laugh, so poof! This played after.


LMFAO.

(deuces.)

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

skills.

Still taking a break...but...this video is incredible. I couldn't just not share this with everyone. How selfish, right? A 5 year old girl with handles even Iverson in his prime would envy.



Milan Simon Tuttle > Your favorite baller


Too bad the WNBA is pretty much...eh. Sorry. It is, though.

(deuces.)


Sunday, November 16, 2008

no subject.

So, Riv ; I've got a haiku too. No dis, just...all I could say at the time.

Untitled.
hearts stitched upon sleeves
ultimately tread upon
it was mine to give.


Taking a break from blogger/Myspace/Facebook/life/friends/family/whatever.
Be back when I'm back.
(deuces.)