Monday, September 25, 2006 

Recipe for an Orgasm

i was surfing the web tonight and came across this blog called persephone's box. so after reading a particular post, i decided to check out the archives section which is something i normally do when i find an interesting blog. this post caught my eye...

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Okay, ladies, Jean, over at You Are Here is calling for orgasm-precipitating recipes. I hope she meant that literally, because here's mine! (Gosh, I'll be so embarrassed if it's just a euphemism for really good recipes.)

Warm Orgasm Soup

There are many versions of this old favourite. This delicacy can be served anytime, as a side dish, a main meal, or even dessert. It can be served on a bed of pillows or poured directly on the kitchen table. Notice that this chef has completely left out kissing. As an alternative, it can be added to taste at any point during the preparation.

Prep time: 10-45 minutes, varies with pre-heating time
Yield: 1 serving per recipe




1 well-loved and/or cared for woman, washed
2 soft hands, washed, with nails clipped and filed smooth
1 tongue – look for one that’s flat and soft, not hard at the end from muscle tension
1 set teeth
2 cups warm breath
3 cups attention to reactions displayed verbally, facially, and physically; the attention should typically be silent except for the first few times running through the recipe
Equal parts tenderness and roughness
Oil and candles (optional)

1. Warm the hands.
2. Add 1 cup of attention a bit at a time throughout the next five steps. It’s imperative that you keep a watchful eye at all times to ensure your well-loved woman never stops simmering.
3. Remove the outer dressing as necessary. This can be an important part of the pre-heating steps. However, in an older relationship, this is often done for you already.
4. Introduce a lightly stroking finger to the little hairs at the back of her neck.
5. Slide a semi-dry tongue in the hollow beneath her earlobe. Very slowly add softly exhaled warm breath just under her ear. Be careful not to add breath directly in the ear or too noisily as either can delay pre-heating.
6. Add teeth to the neck as you arrange a barely perceptible stroking of hands on the inner thigh. Teeth should chew gently, but never drag or clamp down hard.
7. Check for readiness by grazing the inner labia with a gentle hand feeling for moisture content while teasing the clitoris.
8. Spread the wetness out evenly into any dry areas.
9. Add one hand to the buttocks, kneading roughly, while the second hand lightly brushes the clitoris further.
10. Combine tongue and breath on the buttock cleavage along with another cup of attention to reaction. Cleavage should be tightly closed.
11. Continue enthusiastically adding pressure to the clitoris in tiny side-to-side or circular movements. Increase pressure and speed as necessary.
12. When she starts to sizzle, add the second hand again, introducing the thumb into her vagina.
13. As an option, the soft, flattened tongue can be used in place of either hand.
14. Continue until she reaches the boiling point, and then continue to boil on high for several minutes maintaining a steady speed and pressure. Do NOT turn down to simmer until the boiling is complete or the orgasm will be ruined. Add remaining attention to reaction as needed.

NOTE: Contrary to Seinfeld’s recipe, a swirl to finish is unnecessary and can sometimes over-cook the orgasm. Add more attention to reaction if you’re unsure how to proceed.


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Feel ever so free to share your own recipes if you think you can create a better "soup". :)

Saturday, September 23, 2006 

Thinkin' about my ex

lately i can't get him off my mind. i try and try and try not to think about him. but it seems like the more i try, the worse it gets. why is that the things you want most, you can't always have? in the back of my mind, i know he's not the one for me. yet, i'd take him back if i could. i doubt we'll ever get back together and that kinda pisses me off. that means i'll have to open myself up to the next one that comes along. and that's the last thing i wanna do. i like the safe route. there aren't many guys from my past that leave this kind of impression on me. i take pride in being able to get over things quickly. but i can't shake this one. and it wasn't like i was ever in love with him which makes it difficult to understand. sometimes i feel like the relationship and even the friendship weren't worth the headaches he caused me. i can think of a million and one reasons why he's not the one for me. but those factors just don't outweigh my desire to have him back. and don't get it mixed up, this ain't a "javi" post. (lol). this is a 'living, breathing, dark, lean, handsome, well-educated, without kids, baby mamas, or a criminal record' human being i am talking about. the two of us make a great couple...on paper. but in reality i've had to make myself come to terms with the fact that it's not going to work no matter how much i want it to. and that's been hard because i really desire him...physically. that there man is gorgeous! but lord if he ain't the most bizarre guy i've ever met. now don't get me wrong, he's not flat out stupid or anything. just slightly childish. i couldn't stand constantly walking on egg shells because of his sensitivity. damn! man up! to make matters worse, he's not a dolphins fan and he loves basketball. and truth be told, i became more attracted to his brother just from the conversations we had about our families. something tells me i ended up with the wrong sibling. his brother is everything he is, but isn't a few cards short of a full deck from what i gather. what's up with that anyway? i either meet someone i'm physically attracted to or mentally/intellectually attracted to? can i get both please? i mean, is it too much to ask to find someone with balance? but then again, it could be me. i'm in no position right now to be giving of myself with the recent, and lofty, goals i have set. i've already hit a roadblock. the professor i asked to write me a recommendation has not responded back to me. knowing her, she's turned me down and won't bother letting me know. i won't even begin to understand professors like that. she's only teaching 2 classes this semester so i know she can't be that busy! but i'm trying to learn that some things are just out of my hands. now would i have a problem rolling up on her in the parking lot and demanding a letter at gun point? probably so since i'm scared to death of guns. and the thought of spending any amount of time in a jail cell with a "cleo" makes me feel real uneasy. but still. she could at least have the decency to email me back and say no. wait...what was i talking about again? oh yeah, him. yep...still thinking about him. i think i may need to get out more. i've grown too fond of being a homebody. but what is there to do? i guess if i were in a place like nyc, i wouldn't have this problem. seems like there is so much to do there. and if i were in chicago, i'd at least have plenty of company with the women who visit her year round. (lol) atlanta bores me to tears. but i'd rather be here than a place like nyc. it may be boring, but it's much much much more affordable. putting up with the traffic, bad transportation system, inconsistent weather, and snap/crunk [read: shitty] music is worth it when i can look around my spacious, pest-free apt. but being a homebody could lead me to become a cat lady-having old maid. i don't actually like cats, but you know what i mean. i refuse to find companionship with a pet. that's just insane. no offense to those out there with pets. well, let me get back to trying to complete my list of tasks. dp threw a wrench in my plans by posting this. who can get work done listening to such brilliance? this was meant to be enjoyed with a drink in hand and stretched out on the sofa...with someone. damnit!

[if i knew how, i'd post a song that fits my situation right now. jill scott- cross my mind. i may need to contact nikki and request a tutorial]

Sunday, September 17, 2006 

Getting myself in shape

so far i've made some progress in my journey towards law school (or towards successfully applying to law school). i've sent off requests for all of my transcripts to be sent to lsac. i've drafted the emails i'll send to one of my old professors as well as a former internship supervisor about writing recommendations for me. i wanted to send them from my work email so i can better track their responses. i'll be requesting two more from my current supervisors in person sometime next week. i sent off a check for the remaining balance for an lsat prep course due to start soon. and finally, i registered to take the damn test in december. [side note: i cant for the life of me get my printer to print in just black and white but still legible] this all adds up to me being slightly relieved of some stress, yet broke ass hell!!! but, i managed to actually set out some short term goals and get them all done. all i can say is wow! that hasn't happened in ages. i may need to apply that same determination to other aspects of my life. which leads me to my next goal or should i say phase.



i am planning to get in shape. yes, dareal_aka_alex is about to get it right, get it tight as we approach the end of 2006. this will be an even longer-term goal than getting into law school. most people tend to jump on the health bandwagon at the start of the new year in hopes of strutting along the beaches of [insert trendy tropical city here] in a bikini by the summer. that's never been appealing to me. if i'm headed to the beach, it ain't to walk up and down the shore and profile. i go to the beach to, dare i say, swim! anyway, my ultimate reason/goal is to avoid the health pitfalls that are prevalent not only in my family, but in african-americans in general. i tend to lead a sedentary lifestyle and i would like to become more active and maintain my youthful looks. and i just want to improve my overall health. what would the world be like without me around? i'll tell ya...a sad sad world that's for sure. ok, well maybe just for my friends and family, but still!

right now i've got an average body figure i think. i'm proportional. when you plug in my numbers to these bmi and other health calculators, i'm considered overweight. however one site indicated i should be around 120. i'd be blown away by a gust of wind if i were 120 at this height. i'm going to ignore basing my overall goals according to these health calculators. i do have a visual of what i'm aiming for though. now i've always been fortunate enough that my height hides my weight. a few pounds gained here or there aren't noticeable. the way i fit my clothes is my indicator of whether or not i need to back away from the table from time to time. in the past i've been able to get in a groove with working out and eating better. my problem is being able to maintain that routine longer than 4 or 5 months. i always seem to hit a road block. and then it's downhill from there. another obstacle is nutrition. i have a good sense of what to eat and what not to eat. but when it comes to getting up and actually cooking when i get home, now that's another story. most of the time i'm just too tired. a bowl of frosted flakes with banana slices always hits the spot and it's so simple to prepare...yet loaded with sugar!


i think what i may do differently this time is track my progress. basically record what i'm doing in the gym and what i'm eating. i've heard that journals are helpful, i just have to make the time to commit to maintaining one. i'll also have to resist the temptations of all the unhealthy options surrounding me at work and home. that neon flashing krispy kreme hot doughnut sign is the devil!!! it's like my body has a sixth sense for when that kk employee flips the switch cause before i know it, i am pulling into the drive-thru. and anyone who says they can eat just one is a liar!!! the only time i can eat just one is if there is one left in the box at work or a friend's place. man, either i may have to move or they may need to shut down my local krispy kreme out of respect for my new health kick. ha! if i had that kind of pull, i wouldn't need law school.

Wednesday, September 13, 2006 

Decisions Decisions!

now that i've decided to embark on this tedious journey towards getting into law school, i am faced with some big decisions. i have set a goal to take the lsat in december. i need to get familiar with it and its recommended you don't take it more than twice, if absolutely necessary. i'm gonna make every effort to end 2006 on a positive note. the best way to do that is to take forward steps in my journey. the dilemma i face now is what lsat prep course to take. you've got your princeton reviews, your kaplans, your testmasters, and plenty of other test prep courses and study aids. i could base my decision on cost or testimonials. but i'm a little weary of testimonials because they could be written by some test-taking genius who just had jitters during the diagnostic exam, only to score off the charts during the actual exam. i could also save myself over $1,000 and study on my own. however, since i haven't made any effort to do that in years past, there's no sense in thinking i'll change overnight. i'm a pretty cheap thrifty individual, so investing 4 digits of my hard earned money in a test prep course would give me the motivation to buckle down and study. but damn! do you know what i could do with that money?!?!? that thousand dollar prep curse only adds to the astronomical costs of applying to law school. there's testing fees, lsdas fees, application fees, and lets not even take into consideration the cost of tuition if i even make it that far. i swear the more i think about the cost of just applying to law school, the more turned off i get! this might be why i have my sights on getting into [insert cheapest law school here].

some other major obstacles i face are writing that dreaded personal statement and bribing finding a few people to write convincing letters of recommendation for me. i've targeted 4 people so far. two are definites, while the others may need time to remember who in the hell i am and how i know them. the personal statement is going to give me the most trouble. i honestly would rather simultaneously receive a root canal and pap smear while listening to david hasselhoff "sing" (not rap) random public enemy songs, than to sit down and write a personal statement. i know it's generally seen as a writing sample, but it also helps to convince some panel of admissions officers why they should grant me the privilege of getting into debt up to my eyeballs attending their school. this is going to be the real test to see how serious i am about my goals. if i were really that put off, i'd simply apply to a grad school program that only requires an application, transcript, and a standardized test score. but that's not what i want. i've set my goals, and i'm going to finally work towards accomplishing them.

typing this post is very difficult for me despite the cynical (and witty IMO) remarks. it's one thing to just think about things you want to do in life, but to make the effort to actually write them down is the first step into bringing those ideas into fruition. written goals are more binding than thoughts in your head. i now have to hold myself accountable as days go by and deadlines approach. and not only that, but once you share your goals with others (that means YOU), you are bound to those goals even more. i, for one, absolutely hate to have someone bring up something i said i was going to do long ago. this usually happens at family gatherings which i have come to loathe in recent years. "dareal/alex...what do you plan to do with your life"..."i thought you said you were going to school [insert any year after my college graduation]?"..."so how long before you go back to school"..."don't sit out too long, you'll never go back." what bothers me even more, is not having anyone in my family with more years of education than me. not one possible mentor. now when it comes to examples of people i don't want to be like, there are plenty of them around. well, i'm off to go write out a check that's sure to give me heartburn when it's posted on my account.

Tuesday, September 12, 2006 

I'm in love


i am in love. yes love. l-o-v-to-the-muthaf*ckin-e! i never really believed in love at first sight. lust at first sight? that happens weekly, sometimes daily. but love? nah. that takes something extra special. well i'm here to tell you that i have fallen hard. we met some time ago. at first, i was little reserved because these kinds of things require so much of you. i'm the type of person that really has to give a lot of thought before i make major decisions in life. i've never been the type to just jump into to things because the consequences can be such a pain in the ass if things don’t work out. and i didn't want to regret my decision later on like i've done before. but after careful consideration, i thought "hey, go for it!" i mean, i deserve happiness. and to be honest, i got a little tired of seeing everyone around town with their loves. to say he's perfect would be an understatement. he's smooth with incredible features. like none other i've ever had. and i've had all kinds. (and don’t you dare call daReal/alex a slut!) we go almost every where together, whether it’s by car or train. we're pretty much attached at the hip. he's with me right now as i type this. too cute. i guess you could say he's the apple of my eye. lately he's been reminding me of the good ol' days. such a great time. a time from my past that always brings back those nostalgic moments of love, life, and laughter. my friends are a little jealous. but i had to tell those heifers "look, ya'll can't do for me what javi does." and yes, he's called javi. that’s pronounced "hah-vee" for all you gringos out there. now say it in a very soft whisper..."javi". aint that sexy? mmm mmm mmm. i've even been stopped while at work. yeah, folks must see the excitement beaming from my face. big ol' smile from ear to ear. everyone seems to have a million and one questions. but i can’t stop talking about javi. we go together like peas and carrots, as forest would say. when we first got together, there were those awkward moments. you know, trying to figure things out. he's complex and fragile by nature, yet simple to understand when you put in the time to get to know him. it’s been smooth sailing for the most part. our first official outing was at the gym (lol). man, i remember being so beat up and tired, but javi was right there with me giving me that added boost i needed to finish my workout. it’s been a while since we've been to the gym though. he's everything i could ever ask for. and i have made a vow to stay committed. i wont be using and abusing javi and throwing him out like i've done so many others. nah, javi and i have a connection. and besides, i've already invested too much to go back now. hey, if i'm gonna get out of my quarter life crisis, i'm gonna have to start making commitments and sticking to them. and there's no better time to start than now. so with all that said, meet the love of my life.


Monday, September 11, 2006 

I heart him!

when i need a 'pick me up' during my monotonous day working for "da man" there are a few youtube videos i can look at to get me going. here's one of them:


Friday, September 08, 2006 

100 things that make me "me"

hey there everyone!
*cricket sounds*
glad to see you all too! i wanted to take this time to sort of introduce myself. i was inspired to create this list by one of my favorite blogs that unfortunately does not exist anymore thanks to the cw network. (fuckers!)

1. i'm black/african-american (or whatever we're calling ourselves these days)
2. i'm a bit conservative.
3. i have no official party affiliation.
4. i tend to vote democrat.
5. i'm hard to figure out. i like it that way.
6. i picture famous actors as characters in books i read.
7. i daydream a lot.
8. i think i'm intelligent.
9. i'm college-educated.
10. i watched way too much tv as a kid.
11. i am spiritual.
12. i want to climb mt. everest before I die. top of the summit.
13. i secretly wish i could dance.
14. i dreamed of becoming a janet background dancer. who hasn't.
15. #13 is the reason #14 was never a possibility.
16. i took drama twice.
17. i wish i had studied some form of performing arts seriously.
18. i'm a cancer.
19. in high school i was a lot more driven then any other time in my life.
20. i would love to repeat middle school.
21. i've backpacked through europe.
22. i don't like to gamble, but i play the nickel slots on cruises and in vegas.
23. i do not make my bed because it's a waste of time.
24. i love playing board games, especially monopoly.
25. i suck at spades.
26. some people say i dance like a white girl. and they're not talking about tina landon.
27. i don't smoke or hang out with anyone who does.
28. i have never even tried a cigarette/joint in my life.
29. i prefer to listen to music on shuffle.
30. i have regretted many of my past relationships. i need to do better.
31. my dream trips are to travel throughout southeast asia and scandanavia.
32. i wish i knew how to play guitar. particularly a few slash solos from his guns n roses days.
33. i think the sexiest people are those who don't try to be sexy. confidence not cockiness!
34. i admire every day people more than celebrities.
35. i hate thieves and liars. or politicans and mechanics as they're commonly known.
36. i'm a bit of an insomniac.
37. i prefer a little mess. i hate filth.
38. i only know how to cook eggs, turkey burgers & pasta.
39. i love perfume.
40. i have no interest in poetry. i never "get it."
41. i love the theatre.
42. i'm passionate about knowledge and learning…and traveling.
43. i tried to teach myself french. i cannot speak a word of it.
44. my mother knows me the least of anyone…unfortunately.
45. she thinks otherwise.
46. i refuse to tell her she's wrong.
47. i consider lunges/squats a form of torture.
48. i don't like to run.
49. i want to run in a marathon before i die.
50. #48 poses a problem for #49.
51. i never celebrate my birthday.
52. i know the routine to thriller, the dialogue in the beginning, and vincent price's part.
53. i hate exercise.
54. i wish i had a high metabolism.
55. i secretly despise those that do.
56. i love to browse online gourmet recipes but never try them.
57. i have road rage.
58. i blame it on immigrants.
59. i don't care if i just offended you.
60. i support border control. land and sea.
61. i sing in the shower. i dance when i get dress.
62. sometimes i eat tortilla chips for dinner.
63. sometimes i snort when i laugh.
64. my first real job was at a summer camp.
65. i've been taught that family always comes first.
66. i don't like many people in my family.
67. most times i put my close friends first.
68. i have a lot of cds and borrowed music.
69. i have favorite artists in just about every genre of music.
70. i was born in '81. the same year as alicia keys, julia stiles, paris hilton, craig david & troy
polamalu.
71. i wish i had been born in the '70s so i could've enjoyed the '80s as a kid/teenager.
72. i love reading blogs. all kinds.
73. i don't know what i want to be when i grow up.
74. i've never really "fit in" in any particular group.
75. i've never met anyone quite like me.
76. i wish i could. watch out world.
77. my best friend annoys me a lot.
78. i'd rather watch paint dry than watch golf.
79. i'd like to re-do the draft and give him to the asians.
80. i don't like people who hunt animals as a hobby.
81. i don't know how to change a diaper or cook very well.
82. i don't plan on learning.
83. i believe that's taking away a job from a qualified nanny and chef.
84. i think welfare recipients should not be allowed to have add'l kids while receiving assistance.
85. i think their time should be devoted to at least trying to get out of the system.
86. i think anyone who buys rims and audio equipment worth more than their car is severely retarded.
87. i love to swim. my nirvana.
88. i had my first girl crush when i was 10. we went to school together.
89. she was in this movie.
90. i only drink rice or soy milk.
91. i have a weakness for fries, cookies, and homemade poundcake.
92. i care more about the failing education system here than i do about aids over there.
93. i've never felt a deep connection with that continent. that should change when i visit someday.
94. i dislike the fact that the "dl" phenomenon is considered a "black" thing. if so, then what do you call this?
95. i use the term "friend" too loosely.

96. i can count on one hand the number of friends i can truly count on.
97. i hope they never find out about this blog.
98. i'm a procrastinator.
99. i haven't cried in over 3 years. seriously.
100. for some reason, i will defend oprah no matter what. even though she seems arrogant at times.

Thursday, September 07, 2006 

NBC Sucks!



q: what do you get when you take bob costas, chris collinsworth, jerome bettis, and sterling sharpe; give them microphones; and put them in a booth?

a: a really bad nfl halftime show.



*edit*

the dolphins lost.
troy "muthaf*ckin" polamalu. i want to hate him. but he's talented and gorgeous. damn him!

 

Time for a change


well, the time has finally come. the time when i sit back and evaluate my life and try to figure out how to right all the wrongs. right now i am faced with the decision on whether to go back to school. i have given the working life my best shot and cant bare to do it any longer. i need a break from the real world. this shit is kicking my spoiled ass up and down every peachtree st in atl. while i'm not completely sure what kind of graduate school is right for me, i know i'm ready to get back into school. for some time now i've been leaning towards law school. while practicing law isn't my at the top of my list, i do like the opportunities that having a j.d. brings. now some of you may say (as if anyone reads this blog) "but da_real, why spend 3 years getting your ass kicked at [insert cheapest, lowest ranking law school] for 3 years if you have no intentions on challenging ms. novak in a court of law?" and you'd have a valid point. but i'd have to disagree and say that with a jd i wouldn't necessarily have to defend criminals and prosecute the innocent if i didn't want to. i don't have to want to be the next perry mason. there's a wide array of choices i'd have with the degree. i plan on sitting in on some classes. possibly at ga state and/or emory. i've spoken with current law students and recent graduates about everything from what courses you take to summer internships to what the transition from law school is like. That's definitely helped clear things up for me. the kicker for me is not knowing exactly what i'd put in my personal statement to make anyone on the admissions board give me the stamp of approval. my focus right now would be scoring as high as possible on the lsat. i'm thinking a decent score and my melanin might at least get me in the "maybe" pile. well that is, if folks are still recognizing affirmative action by the time i submit my application. i have no intentions on applying to any of the ivy league schools. my fierce competitive nature doesn't extend beyond sports-related office pools (ncaa bball brackets and nfl games). i might consider some of the ivy-wannabes out west and down south. right now cost is probably going to be my determining factor. i'd also like to avoid cold weather regions as well. that eliminates every state but florida where it's summer all year long. ok i'm done talking about the future. its time to focus on whats important right now. the game.

 

This made me laugh :o)


Wednesday, September 06, 2006 

Are we scaring off black men?


i took a break from making chercha with my cyber family over at the water cooler to peruse a few other sites that tend to take up my time between the hours of 9 and 5. i decided to stop by the clubhouse where one of the cool kids on the internet block likes to drop ka-nahledge on any and everything under the sun. today he posted a link to an article entitled "Why Are Black Women Scaring Off Their Men?" and then went on some tirade about not being served his dinner and handed his slippers when he comes home from a hard day of sticking it to the man. now initially i laughed off his silly banter on how the modern woman needs to get her ass back into the kitchen and bedroom and away from the boardroom (j/k dp). but then i took the time to reread his post and the article where ms. jones proceeded to explain her argument in a bit more coherent manner. a good read by the way.

anyway, the article got me to thinking about a conversation (read:
intense discussion) i had with a friend of a friend of a friend about women and men in relationships. this dude, we'll call him nukkapleez, believes that women need to stop being independent and learn to be interdependent. i can co-sign that. but then he also believes that for a relationship to work, a woman must be willing to let the man be in control (similar to what dp was saying with his batman and robin analogy). i find that to be somewhat contradicting to being interdependent. now he also believes this control should encompass all major decisions including financial ones. i asked nukkapleez "what if the woman makes, say 6 figures, and dude is a public school teacher...should this woman still concede all major financial decisions to her man?" to which he replied "absolutely!" nukka what? now i am all for allowing a man to be a man, but there has to be a point where he looks to his woman as a partner...an equal partner.

my perspective on this is severely biased having been raised by a single woman. (sidenote: nukkapleez also believes single women breed single women). from the time i was snatched from the womb i was taught to be self-sufficient. the women around me were, so naturally thats what i was taught to be. pops
dipped out as he did with all his other sideline hoes, so my mom didnt have a choice.

now i can understand that men, well particularly black men, feel
ostrasized by society and want to at least find solace in his home. but keep in mind its not our fault society is the way it is. i'm not saying we're gonna toss a hello kitty diary at him so he can vent his frustrations, but it seems like women are the ones having to make bigger sacrifices emotionally to keep a man at home. dont you think we also deal with shit from these YTs running the world? not only are we black, but we're women. we've gotta fight multiple battles just to prove our worth. where's our support? we've been raised to believe that in the family, the black woman is the backbone or the glue that holds it together, and something about a fist that strikes a blow. or some old-timers shit like that. (whatever) but times have changed. we have opportunities now to reach levels that past generations of women could only dream of. is it fair for us to have to choose between being her or her?

i guess when i try to understand what nukkapleez, dp, and joy are saying, i'm only hearing what women should be sacrificing. with times changing, shouldnt there be some adjustments in these roles we play in relationships? what happened to 'two heads are better than one'? how can we be expected to switch our "
womens empowerment" mantra that allows us to find our place in today's world on and off at the drop of a hat in order to provide this nuturing environment no matter what it does to our professional life? why are we faced with the dilemma of career or man. or better yet- great career or man. am i gonna have to curb my plans of becoming the next h.n.i.c (w/ a liberal twist) in order to keep him happy? i'm not entirely sure whether i do want to get married, but i would expect some of the same sacrifices from the future mr. dareal_aka_alex2.0 that i would make for him.




Tuesday, September 05, 2006 

4 gals who could get it





i'll admit to having had a few girl crushes before. most of my girl crushes possessed some quality i admired that i wish i had. i don't have a "type" like i do with guys. however, after a post today at my daily hang-out i got to thinking of the "list" i'm always talking about when a certain female celeb piques my interest. and well, here's that list of a few famous women who could get it:




angelina has that, ooooh how do you say?...je ne sais quoi about her. yeah, she may be a homewrecker who collects orphans like my grandmother collects fridge magnets, but who cares? she's sexy as hell. a little crazy at times. i dont think she would've made this list back when she was carrying around billy bob's blood and tongueing down her brother, but she's grown. and the current "lara croft/humanitarian/st john model" angelina could get it. brad could watch...but only her friend jenny could join in. added experience never hurts.




gabby gabby gabby. let me count the ways! i've had a lil thing for her since bring it on. okay lemme stop lying...probably since moesha. i think its the sassy characters she plays. always got a lil attitude. i think its cute. now gabby might have to come over in character cause she seems to be a little too chipper in person. she'd have to kick in the door as eva and start ordering me around and shit like that for me to really enjoy her company. now that shes going to be channeling her inner lesbianese, i may get to see what kinda skills shes working with. if not, we'll just have to do what any good actors do...improvise.






salma hayek is another one that has the certain something about her. i'm not that crazy about her as an actress. maybe cause all i have to go by is that horrible flick with matthew perry. been meaning to check out frida. but between her accent and a certain asset...i'd drop kick her scissor sister's ass in a heartbeat to get at her. i'd even let her talk dirty to me in spanish if she wanted. i dont speak the language so theres a chance she could be saying my mama smells like week-old trout laying on the sidewalk. but who cares? i'm sure it would sound sexy anyway.





alicia holds a special place in my heart. my little tragic mulatto as jules would say. she tries hard to set herself apart from the vast array of pop tarts currently clogging the charts. yet she cant catch a break when it comes to rumors. shes straight. shes gay. shes gotta bf. shes got a beard/merkin. who cares? shes still kinda cute. she could 'tickle my ovaries' on a rainy day anytime she wanted. of course, she'd have to shave and not come over looking like a damn fool. and i'd definitely want a little real 'tickling of the ivories' to set the mood a little. i'm just not sure how the hell i'm gonna fit this in my bedroom. damn...dilemmas.







i have a few "honorable mentions" so to speak. i wouldnt let them get it. i'd have other ways of enjoying their company. i'd simply kick out the previously mentioned women and either of these two could come in and serenade me to sleep. now
she would have to hire a chauffeur. and she would have to cook for me in the morning. i swear i get hungry every time i hear some of her songs. and she use to be on the list during the 90s. now she's become a hazzard to my health.




Sunday, September 03, 2006 

A few things that scare me

i consider myself a pretty tough individual having grown up in the mean & well-paved streets of surburbia florida. (shout outs to pembroke pines, miami lakes, and coconut grove. haha!) not many things really bother me. now that doesnt mean you'll ever catch me roaming the streets of nyc, atl, chicago, or la in the middle of the night. but it does take a lot to really scare me. here are a few of things that do:




irs
no tax paying citizen doesnt fear "the man". when it comes to your hard earned money, "the" and "irs" becomes "theirs" and them nukkas dont play that shit. there cant be anything scarier than waking up to a knock at the door while federal agents run up in your place and take all your shit. jd can surely attest to that. and unfortunately the man responsible for getting my daddy in my mama's drawers the night i was conceived has to learn the hard way...fill out that damn 1040 form.






c*ndym*n
fuck freddy, jason, and mike! none of those fools scared my young ass like mr. daniel robitaille. its a damn shame i gotta type this with all the lights on too. i have never ever ever stood in a bathroom, looked in a mirror, said his name 5 times, and then turned off the lights. fuck that! bloody mary? no problem. thats child's play. but to call the name of a big black man with a hook on his hand and a chip on his shoulder...fuhgettaboutit!!!! notice how his name is spelled with missing letters. that movie may have been border line c-list at best, but it got the job done with scaring me. and why in the hell did they make a sequel?




north korea
okay i should say specifically kim jong-il. dont let the little man with the
funny accent fool you. he puts the fear of god in the us gov't. you know how folks say when kids are quiet they're usually up to something. that saying rings true when it comes to this man. the media doesnt mention him until he's already sitting in his chair with his hands on a controller ready to test nuclear weapons and shit like that. while we're out chasing down bin laden, we tend to take our other eye off mr. "il" and that aint good. bush has tried to manhandle lil kim in recent times, but that shit hasn't worked out so well. joining iraq and iran to form the "axis of evil" north korea would be considered pretty "gangsta" like the young kids say.




roaches
there is nothing more disgusting than a mothaf*ckin cockroach. they are the dirtiest, most vile specimens on the planet. and considering the foreign strains of various stds in many hollywood celebs, thats saying something. i will jump onto the kitchen counter and scream my lungs off at the sight of a roach of any size. from the small babies to the huge project roaches that move in and wanna be considered part of the family. those usually start off as normal, but manage to mutate into something that cant even be described by bugologists.

well, there you have it. the things that scare the piss outta daReal.



Saturday, September 02, 2006 

Fallen Hero




janet holds a special place in daReal's heart. i grew up listening to her music, dancing along to her videos, and mimicking her styles. i have been a fan of hers since i was rocking a press 'n' curl and wearing osh kosh b'gosh (yeah, a long time). i have every album and even most singles, and have seen her in concert 3 times (all floor seats...and once front row center). somewhere in my parents' garage i've got hundreds of posters (courtesy of right on and word up), t-shirts, tour books, and a countless number of magazines bearing her image. never would i have imagined that the person i so admired for her talent and creativity would become the person she is today. yeah i know she's in love and all that good stuff. but its starting to affect her music and i don't like that shit. after her divorce, she said she would no longer mix the bedroom and the boardroom. i jumped with joy because at the time she had started dating jd and i was never a big fan of his work. (i'll always be on team jam & lewis). that troll of hers may be 'the man' when it comes to producing a club hit, but working with janet requires more than a drum machine and catchy hook. to anyone that says: "but daReal, jd helped mariah make her comeback." to that i would reply: "bullshit!" mariah's album was not all that. in my opinion it sucked ass. most of those singles sounded alike and could've been performed by someone with far less vocal ability like ashanti. to say emancipation was a classic is taking things a little too far. but i digress. from control to the velvet rope, janet always came with a distinct sound on her albums and a different theme. she's gotten to a point now where she's abusing old formulas that worked for her in the past. janet, please stop with the lame interludes. no really, stop it! i give all for you a pass cause there were some good songs on there. i don't even acknowledge damita jo's existence. what happened to the janet that had more to sing about? the one who could have an album talking about about gettin' the bid-ness, but could still mix it up with songs about social issues, love songs, and songs to get you up and moving. what happened to the janet that had more to talk about in her interviews than her sex life? somehow she got replaced with a 40 year old insecure & confused has-been who's trying to hold on to her past instead of moving on and evolving like she use to with every album. peep that slide show again. there was even a distinct look with each album. a look no one else was doing. i almost feel like i wish she was still married to her ex. say what you want about ol' chico, but he was a bit more integral to her career than many will admit. i hate to say this, but she's fallen from grace. but like any other faithful fan, i'll have my $9.99 ready to buy 20 y.o. on sept. 26th. but unlike in the past, i'm not waiting in anticipation for it.

a few of my favorite janet songs/videos:




Friday, September 01, 2006 

Weekend from hell


i can't wait to get back to work! yes, i said it. this so-called 3-day weekend has started off ALL WRONG!!! why is that at the worst possible time, "life" decides to drag my ass into an alley and proceed to beat the shit outta me?!?! nothing went right today. this was suppose to be an enjoyable weekend and it went straight to hell before it even started. tuesday can't come soon enough! its crazy how one moment can truly make you appreciate life and how precious it is... no matter how shitty times get. maybe, just maybe this is a wake-up call for me to finally get up off my spoiled, lazy, complacent (did i say spoiled?) ass and get my life together. i have let too many unproductive years go by and that shit must stop NOW! (hence, the name of this blog) or maybe its just a sign i need better brakes and tires that can withstand a slick wet road. either way, i am all too grateful just to be here typing this post. *sigh*

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