Lady Gaga KILLED you. Her talent surpasses yours, you just have determination and a drool worth work ethic...don't be upset, get an acting coach and go for the gold : )!
<3,
Killa!
For your viewing pleasure, 'TELEPHONE'
p.s. ties into the 'Paparazzi' vid!
Saturday, March 13, 2010
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
The Gift
I'm a movie BUFF, I can sit at home and watch movies all weekend and be completely happy with how I spent my time! The Gift, which came out circa 2000/2001 I believe, is a film about a murder of a Southern belle who likes to get around, thing is, she's engaged! The twist is, theres a psychic in town, who's tied into all of it. Cate Blanchett (AMAZING AWARD WINNING ACTRESS) plays Annie, the psychic, she does a phenomenal job, Greg Kinnear is cool too, kinda nice to see him play a role outside of the weird guy...also the dad from 'I Love You, Man' and 'Juno' is in this too, can't help but laugh when I see him, but the show stealer in this movie is my man Giovanni Ribisi...dude is a FCKN beast on the screen!! Any role he gets, he KiLLS it!! He's been acting for some time now and I don't believe he is applauded enough for his craft, probably because he's not a major media mutt lol...but if you're bored and run across this film on one of your cable channels or see this on sale at Wal-Mart, snatch it up and watch Giovanni steal the show!
Giovanni Ribisi (show stealer & GREAT ACTOR)
now i'm gonna watch 'Love Happens' with Jennifer bland Anniston and the dude who played Two-Face Batman!
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Its been a while...
...but I'm bout to get back on my BLOG game :)! anyhoo, an old bud of mine always tells me that I belong in Rev. Run's fam lol...idk if thats a compliment or an insult but Diggy has grown up and he's SO freakin cute lol :)!
funny thing is, my baby brother looks like a way darker, taller version of him! SWEEEET!
Friday, January 29, 2010
Thats why he's MY FAVORITE!
I was on Kanye's blog ((nothing new there)) and he posted pics of this Goyard backpack he designed, the bag is cool and all, but my boy has on a 2 FINGER RING!!!! LMAO for the past few months, thats all you'll catch on these fingers! I LOVE HIM! This sure did make my day, I LOVE THAT YE!!! peep game :)
i just had to throw this in the mix lol!
Thursday, January 28, 2010
URSSSHA
I'm not Usher's biggest fan whatsoever, but his new video for 'Daddy's Home' is cool, i likes it a LOT, especially with Noemi!
via: www.mtv.com
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Wale says:
Everytime Wale writes for Honey Mag, i will make it my blog-y obligation to post what he writes. I LOVE THIS dudes words :)
Wale: The irony in the pursuit of success is that once some of us achieve the dream we swore we wanted, the things that were important on the road to it tend to deteriorate — family, “friends” and often love.
When I was in early high school, I would chant nonsense like money over bitches. Looking back, I cringe. After failed relationships, failed “flings,” failed attempts at being a gigolo, player, or anything under that umbrella, I made a self declaration that 2010 will be the year of #thatthing. #thatthing is an absolute anomaly. It’s unexplainable. It soothes, it kills, it holds, it harms. It literally can grant life or death with one touch. And for this reason, many of us wear masks, metaphorically of course. Masks that cover insecurities. Masks that prevent #thatthing from capturing you in its relentless clutch. The fear of being hurt, for some, is far more important then the joy of being in love.
Women, how many men have you met who surround themselves around so many women, they wouldn’t be able to distinguish “the one” if she were right under his nose? I propose the same question to the dudes: Have you ever courted someone and did everything in your power to make her “open her eyes” (Bobby Caldwell x Common)? Yet she still wants to be in the club every other day or she tells you she doesn’t want commitment. That is her trying not to be vulnerable. That is the proverbial wall that can’t be penetrated because even the briefest daydream of #thatthing will send her into shock. #thatthing has the staring role in life’s movie. A nigga may have never experienced #thatthing, but his mother/father/sister/brother/teammate’s experiences may have been enough to instill the fear. A woman may never have experienced that thing, but her homegirl/bestfriend/play-cousin just may have made a fool of herself at a local club, go-go, movie theater or mall because of #thatthing.
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I’ve decided to pursue monogamy this year because #thatthing is beautiful. I literally drove down South Dakota Avenue with a North Face coat (the big joint) some basketball shorts, a wifebeater, and Timberlands. (Nike boots were muddy) on a summer night, because I wanted to show her "how real these tears are."
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I’ve decided to pursue monogamy this year because #thatthing is beautiful. I literally drove down South Dakota Avenue with a North Face coat (the big joint) some basketball shorts, a wifebeater, and Timberlands. (Nike boots were muddy) on a summer night, because I wanted to show her “how real these tears are.” I can laugh at myself now, but at the time #thatthing had me lunchin’.
Ladies, Gents — #thatthing don’t give a fuck what she/he looks like, either. Many of us have fallen victim to the I-can’t-believe-I-used-to-sleep-with-that-monstrosity syndrome. Another result of #thatthing. For fear of hurting someone’s feelings (and encouraging an angry woman to stalk me), let’s just say I once was so caught up in #thatthing, I looked past several character flaws (as well as physical) for an extended period of time.
I have to ask myself why. Is it the thrill of chase? Spending nights under the covers talking about nothing? Your partner is so “perfect” that just to hear their breath is the most tranquil feeling in the world (and completely trumps a quick nut from a jump-off.) Her sex is so good I look past the fact that she has no job, no car, no ambition, and no drive. Or ladies — maybe he f*%cks so good that you forget that he has six children and he’s only 25. The most proud can be publicly foolish. The shy guy can transform into the most outspoken. The moment your heart and hormones start to fight for control of your brain, you’re probably caught up in #thatthing.
My pursuit of #thatthing is a difficult one. I like to consider myself an unrecognizable famous person, meaning I can still do the things most 25-year-old employed black men can do, without too much attention. But at the same time, a lot of these women know who I am, (albeit never heard a song. LOL.) This is where the pessimism starts to creep in. And the paranoia that guides my judgment when exchanging numbers. Why does she want to talk to me? How long till she tells me she’s a model? I met Jay-Z in ‘99 he said he was gonna sign me. Can you ask him if we’re still good? Situations like this make the pursuit of #thatthing just as hard as shaking it off once acquired.
Wale: The irony in the pursuit of success is that once some of us achieve the dream we swore we wanted, the things that were important on the road to it tend to deteriorate — family, “friends” and often love.
When I was in early high school, I would chant nonsense like money over bitches. Looking back, I cringe. After failed relationships, failed “flings,” failed attempts at being a gigolo, player, or anything under that umbrella, I made a self declaration that 2010 will be the year of #thatthing. #thatthing is an absolute anomaly. It’s unexplainable. It soothes, it kills, it holds, it harms. It literally can grant life or death with one touch. And for this reason, many of us wear masks, metaphorically of course. Masks that cover insecurities. Masks that prevent #thatthing from capturing you in its relentless clutch. The fear of being hurt, for some, is far more important then the joy of being in love.
Women, how many men have you met who surround themselves around so many women, they wouldn’t be able to distinguish “the one” if she were right under his nose? I propose the same question to the dudes: Have you ever courted someone and did everything in your power to make her “open her eyes” (Bobby Caldwell x Common)? Yet she still wants to be in the club every other day or she tells you she doesn’t want commitment. That is her trying not to be vulnerable. That is the proverbial wall that can’t be penetrated because even the briefest daydream of #thatthing will send her into shock. #thatthing has the staring role in life’s movie. A nigga may have never experienced #thatthing, but his mother/father/sister/brother/teammate’s experiences may have been enough to instill the fear. A woman may never have experienced that thing, but her homegirl/bestfriend/play-cousin just may have made a fool of herself at a local club, go-go, movie theater or mall because of #thatthing.
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I’ve decided to pursue monogamy this year because #thatthing is beautiful. I literally drove down South Dakota Avenue with a North Face coat (the big joint) some basketball shorts, a wifebeater, and Timberlands. (Nike boots were muddy) on a summer night, because I wanted to show her "how real these tears are."
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I’ve decided to pursue monogamy this year because #thatthing is beautiful. I literally drove down South Dakota Avenue with a North Face coat (the big joint) some basketball shorts, a wifebeater, and Timberlands. (Nike boots were muddy) on a summer night, because I wanted to show her “how real these tears are.” I can laugh at myself now, but at the time #thatthing had me lunchin’.
Ladies, Gents — #thatthing don’t give a fuck what she/he looks like, either. Many of us have fallen victim to the I-can’t-believe-I-used-to-sleep-with-that-monstrosity syndrome. Another result of #thatthing. For fear of hurting someone’s feelings (and encouraging an angry woman to stalk me), let’s just say I once was so caught up in #thatthing, I looked past several character flaws (as well as physical) for an extended period of time.
I have to ask myself why. Is it the thrill of chase? Spending nights under the covers talking about nothing? Your partner is so “perfect” that just to hear their breath is the most tranquil feeling in the world (and completely trumps a quick nut from a jump-off.) Her sex is so good I look past the fact that she has no job, no car, no ambition, and no drive. Or ladies — maybe he f*%cks so good that you forget that he has six children and he’s only 25. The most proud can be publicly foolish. The shy guy can transform into the most outspoken. The moment your heart and hormones start to fight for control of your brain, you’re probably caught up in #thatthing.
My pursuit of #thatthing is a difficult one. I like to consider myself an unrecognizable famous person, meaning I can still do the things most 25-year-old employed black men can do, without too much attention. But at the same time, a lot of these women know who I am, (albeit never heard a song. LOL.) This is where the pessimism starts to creep in. And the paranoia that guides my judgment when exchanging numbers. Why does she want to talk to me? How long till she tells me she’s a model? I met Jay-Z in ‘99 he said he was gonna sign me. Can you ask him if we’re still good? Situations like this make the pursuit of #thatthing just as hard as shaking it off once acquired.
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
please...
Santa, if youre out there, i'm a great human being...can i have one of these for Christmas?? Or something similar, please, please, please! thanks so much :)
Inspiring...
As a future journalist, I frequent blogs and news sites. I also love to familiarize myself with the people that make the most impact in the world of media journalism, Anderson Cooper is one! This man delivers the news, not opinions and if he does, its on his OWN show. He's in Haiti right now with Dr. Sanjay Gupta and they're actually working and helping, not just reporting, in between news briefings/tapings, Dr.Gupta is said to be performing surgery on the injured, due to the lack of medical assistance being provided on site....this clips been on the web for a day or so, it shows Anderson carrying a young Haitian boy from the dangers of the looters. Its not even a minute long, but it made me tear up...so much devestation and this man is taped doing something heroic just because...big ups to an idol of mine ANDERSON COOPER!!!
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Sex Therapy
If you haven't heard Robin Thicke's latest album, I hope you intend to. Seriously, the whole thing is NIIIIICE! Every album of his is good, my favorite, The Evolution of Robin Thicke, cop that too please! I kinda wish he didn't have so many cameos, and he BETTER get a grammy nomination, albums, specifically RNB, are rarely good all the way through!! GET THIS and chill ; )
FREEdom of speech??
I'm a little saddened by the lack of knowledge people really have, everyone is having a FIT over the symbolism of Jay-Z's new video for 'On to the Next One', the offense should be recognition of their own stupidity...I don't claim to know everything, but as a human, I feel it pertinent to my success and future to educate myself on as many things possible, learning new things and understanding worldly functions is VITAL and people seem to know so little that it sickens me. The symbolism portrayed in Hov's video are images depicting the brotherhood of the FREEMASONS...Freemasonry has been around since the 16th or 17th century, for those of my readers who are not familiar with Freemasonry, it's a brotherhood (cult in my opinion) of people who pledge to a "supereme being". These people believe they are the 'elite', the 'chosen', the 'worthy' whatever you want to call it, thats what they think. This whole ideal they have has interested me for quite sometime and a few years ago, during a heated debate over superiority and classes, I found a term for what I've known for years :)!! Basically if the world is really coming to an end Freemasons are going to hide in a conveniently stocked safe place, where as the rest of us peons are going to be engulfed in burning reign of fire! Freemasons are all about ONE power, ONE world, ONE ONE ONE; a while back there were larger talks of there being only ONE currency, world wide, who do you think came up with this and actually made moves for this to happen?! FREEMASONS of course! The reason everyones talking about Hovs symbolic references is because he broke the cardinal rule: NEVER SPEAK OF THE BROTHERHOOD. Freemasonry is an exclusive group and everyone isn't freemason quality, plain and simple...there have been countless movies, books, theories, formulas based on this band of people, slaves were Freemasons, educated kinsmen were Freemasons and people seem so daft to the fact that they exist and they don't know whats really going on...later in life if you accumulate some power in your career after a long haul on the job and someone out of nowhere comes and gets that promotion you've been itching for, remember, its not what you know, but who know and who they're associated with...be wise readers, wisdom is power!
(if you see that symbol above anywhere, know you're dealing with something greater than you anticipated)
FREEMASON MEMBERS YOU MAY RECOGNIZE:
REV. JESSE JACKSON
WALT DISNEY
1ST PRESIDENT GEORGE WASHINGTON
LOUIS ARMSTRONG
SIMON BOLIVAR
WINSTON CHURCHILL
NAT KING COLE
Thursday, January 7, 2010
who's tryna win a Grammy?!
Trey Songz is, thats who! Lol...i just watched the behind the scenes vid of 'yo side of the bed' and dude has tears streaming, this video has been hyped, its probably due to the fact that two budding superstars are making out, so i've been curious and I took a gander...i must admit, that the two of them fornicating is pretty sex lol, but Trey is trying so hard, i hope he's at least considered more so, that racial barriers are broken because everyone knows, the boards of these award shows are def not fans of BET artists, ya hurrrrd me?! lol
don't mess with precious!
i know people who have flipped out over their food not being prepared properly in restaurants/fast food joints...i've been watching videos and hearing about people fighting at drive thru's for some time now, like the chick who punched someone through the window lol...its not that serious and everyone has bad days but Precious, in the video below, was on TWO!! peep game lol...
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Speak on it...
This is my first entry of 2010, I'm happy that I'm posting yaaaay me!! I was reading online and found a piece of an interview truth rapper Wale ((who's got a thing for Solange)) did with Honey Magazine...now, nothing turns me on more than a man who knows how to speak or one that knows what to say and not say too much...pretty bomb...
A: I’ve never considered myself a sex addict, though I do enjoy an occasional nut as much as the next guy. But as I’ve gotten older, I’ve learned to appreciate the value of the highest form of physical attraction/affection — making love. Most of us get the urge often; mine normally come after a night of weed and alcohol… or that morning stretch. Not sure how my ladies’ urges occurs or how often. You all tend to be quite sporadic and random with your hormones.
The art of making love seems like a pastime, whereas f*cking, has become this generation’s making-out. I think men pursue it a bit more aggressively then women — after clubs, after school, etc. I personally enjoy the occasional quickie but never OD. Too much sex can be counterproductive, and truthfully, I’m pursuing monogamy — even if it is pessimistically searching. Sexing, in my humble opinion, has nothing to do with feelings or physical attraction for that matter. I think a woman can be sexy but not cute or bun-able (aka “wifeable” in DC terminology). These women are the ones who get me thinking ‘bout pulling their hair back and moving some furniture, but nothing more then a 15-minute — 25 if there’s some VSOP nearby. There is no passion, no strings attached. There may be welts and bruises.
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It’s essentially a sexual spar between two vigorous opponents — with no losers. Henney with no chase.
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It’s essentially a sexual spar between two vigorous opponents — with no losers. Henney with no chase. No Jodeci. No kissing. Get your clothes and leave when it’s over. Please don’t sleep next to me. Please don’t call me for 24 hrs… and we can do this again.
But don’t assume I haven’t been on the receiving end. I’ve even mistaken a f*ck for a love session before. Not fun. Making love is simply put: poetry in motion. Stroke her to the beat of her favorite song. Strawberries, Champagne, a bubble bath, eye contact. Hearing her heart beat while slowly handling business.
The aftermath of lovemaking is almost as important as the actual act. Gazing at the ceiling until we doze off. Running fingers through hair. Her playing with the dreads, ears, or whatever she deems necessary after the act. Sometimes a female needs to be reminded that there are feelings behind the sex. And to never be confused with sexing.
Making love, in my opinion is what makes the world go round. The toughest dude, the most cold hearted gold-digger — they all have that thing. Even if it’s buried in a dark place. I believe the art of making love (when it ACTUALLY is LOVE… MUTUALLY) is like an exercise of the soul. It’s like massaging the deepest feeling you could have for someone. For fear of sounding like the turning point of a Tyler Perry flick, I’ll gracefully bow out of the in-depth description, but before I go, I want to remind everyone that the difference between sexing and making love should never be confused.
Love safe, love hard, and love consistently!
Q: What’s the difference between making love and f*cking?
A: I’ve never considered myself a sex addict, though I do enjoy an occasional nut as much as the next guy. But as I’ve gotten older, I’ve learned to appreciate the value of the highest form of physical attraction/affection — making love. Most of us get the urge often; mine normally come after a night of weed and alcohol… or that morning stretch. Not sure how my ladies’ urges occurs or how often. You all tend to be quite sporadic and random with your hormones.
The art of making love seems like a pastime, whereas f*cking, has become this generation’s making-out. I think men pursue it a bit more aggressively then women — after clubs, after school, etc. I personally enjoy the occasional quickie but never OD. Too much sex can be counterproductive, and truthfully, I’m pursuing monogamy — even if it is pessimistically searching. Sexing, in my humble opinion, has nothing to do with feelings or physical attraction for that matter. I think a woman can be sexy but not cute or bun-able (aka “wifeable” in DC terminology). These women are the ones who get me thinking ‘bout pulling their hair back and moving some furniture, but nothing more then a 15-minute — 25 if there’s some VSOP nearby. There is no passion, no strings attached. There may be welts and bruises.
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It’s essentially a sexual spar between two vigorous opponents — with no losers. Henney with no chase.
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It’s essentially a sexual spar between two vigorous opponents — with no losers. Henney with no chase. No Jodeci. No kissing. Get your clothes and leave when it’s over. Please don’t sleep next to me. Please don’t call me for 24 hrs… and we can do this again.
But don’t assume I haven’t been on the receiving end. I’ve even mistaken a f*ck for a love session before. Not fun. Making love is simply put: poetry in motion. Stroke her to the beat of her favorite song. Strawberries, Champagne, a bubble bath, eye contact. Hearing her heart beat while slowly handling business.
The aftermath of lovemaking is almost as important as the actual act. Gazing at the ceiling until we doze off. Running fingers through hair. Her playing with the dreads, ears, or whatever she deems necessary after the act. Sometimes a female needs to be reminded that there are feelings behind the sex. And to never be confused with sexing.
Making love, in my opinion is what makes the world go round. The toughest dude, the most cold hearted gold-digger — they all have that thing. Even if it’s buried in a dark place. I believe the art of making love (when it ACTUALLY is LOVE… MUTUALLY) is like an exercise of the soul. It’s like massaging the deepest feeling you could have for someone. For fear of sounding like the turning point of a Tyler Perry flick, I’ll gracefully bow out of the in-depth description, but before I go, I want to remind everyone that the difference between sexing and making love should never be confused.
Love safe, love hard, and love consistently!
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