<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747</id><updated>2011-11-27T19:45:20.601-05:00</updated><category term='911 is a joke'/><category term='ponderings'/><category term='reflections'/><category term='ignorant shit'/><category term='porn'/><category term='back to you'/><category term='we in the house'/><category term='sipping and smoking'/><category term='fear of a black planet'/><category term='sane vs insane'/><category term='eggs on faces'/><category term='men'/><category term='God body'/><category term='art'/><category term='public enemy'/><category term='drugs'/><category term='dance parties'/><title type='text'>Toolbox</title><subtitle type='html'>A Go-To for lifestyles, critiques, and pontifications on this hilarity we live...stay a while.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>133</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-5311427017724026837</id><published>2011-04-09T14:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T14:06:49.151-04:00</updated><title type='text'>R.I.P. NATE DOGG</title><content type='html'>This year the Hip Hop Community lost one of it's distinctive vocalists and musicians. Nathaniel Dwayne Hale (August 19, 1969 – March 15, 2011), better known by his stage name Nate Dogg, was an American musician. Dogg was known for his successful hip hop collaborations and was closely associated with artists such as Snoop Dogg, Warren G, 2Pac, Game, Eminem, and Dr. Dre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always enjoyed west coast music but I've gained a greater appreciation for it when I relocated to Los Angeles. It became a weekly ritual with my former co-worker Desi, that we began our Thursday Night Shift with " Regulators" by Warren G Feat. Nate Dogg. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/1plPyJdXKIY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-5311427017724026837?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/5311427017724026837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=5311427017724026837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/5311427017724026837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/5311427017724026837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2011/04/rip-nate-dogg.html' title='R.I.P. NATE DOGG'/><author><name>Quan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05827783835515185608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdRaQ7tKc-o/SaLPFOnhqMI/AAAAAAAAABE/ngK41RVgAjo/S220/n36405617_33122093_729%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/1plPyJdXKIY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-2217859952662468561</id><published>2011-04-09T13:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T13:51:46.203-04:00</updated><title type='text'>CHECK ME OUT!!</title><content type='html'>I HAD THE OPPORTUNITY TO WORK ON THE MUSIC VIDEOS BELOW. CHECK THEM OUT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/lSeBoAKxKOI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/R-vMK9ivLvQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/s4Rax2PXiWA" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/4uFalk1y38I" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-2217859952662468561?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/2217859952662468561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=2217859952662468561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/2217859952662468561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/2217859952662468561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2011/04/check-me-out.html' title='CHECK ME OUT!!'/><author><name>Quan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05827783835515185608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdRaQ7tKc-o/SaLPFOnhqMI/AAAAAAAAABE/ngK41RVgAjo/S220/n36405617_33122093_729%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/lSeBoAKxKOI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-6747974842820421464</id><published>2011-04-09T12:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T13:11:52.519-04:00</updated><title type='text'>2011 UPDATE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bizaims.com/files/Eiffel_Tower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 600px;" src="http://www.bizaims.com/files/Eiffel_Tower.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY EVERYONE!! BONJOUR A TOUS!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW IT'S BEEN A WHILE SINCE I'VE BLOGGED ON HERE BUT I WANTED TO THANK EVERYONE FOR THE CONTINUOUS EMAILS, FACEBOOK MESSAGES, SKYPE CALLS, TWITTER MESSAGES, AND OTHER AVENUES OF COMMUNICATION WITH ME. I'M CURRENTLY IN PARIS, FRANCE FOR THOSE WHO DIDN'T KNOW AND I'M HAVING THE TIME OF MY LIFE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRIOR TO THAT I WAS RESIDING IN LOS ANGELES FOR THE PAST TWO YEARS PURSUING MY ACTING/MUSIC CAREER AND NOW IT'S TIME TO KEEP IT MOVING FORWARD BACK TO MY HOMETOWN NEW YORK CITY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOPE THE NEW YEAR IS BEING KIND AND GENEROUS TO ALL OF YOU!! LET'S CONTINUE TO LIVE OUR DREAMS OUT LOUD AND BE BETTER AT BECOMING GREATER INDIVIDUALS!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-6747974842820421464?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/6747974842820421464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=6747974842820421464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/6747974842820421464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/6747974842820421464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2011/04/2011-update.html' title='2011 UPDATE'/><author><name>Quan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05827783835515185608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdRaQ7tKc-o/SaLPFOnhqMI/AAAAAAAAABE/ngK41RVgAjo/S220/n36405617_33122093_729%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-2724645501503911895</id><published>2010-10-08T04:27:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T04:42:54.462-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Update!!!</title><content type='html'>My LA experience has been such an amazing epiphany in my life. Life never really lets u in on the secrets it has in store for you until shit actually happens but subliminally u kinda have that feeling as if someone snuck up behind you and whispered " I TOLD YOU SO". Evolution is such a fascinating word to me. I feel my life is evolving, My lens has been adjusted and my point of view has a clearer more valuable focus than ever before. I adore the paradigm shifts of life. Im grateful for clarity and positivity. Im grateful for creativity and artistry. I'm grateful for Love and humility. I'm grateful for Family and Strong Friendships. I'm grateful for phonecalls and text messages stemming from Love. I'm Grateful for your warm smiles and your kind thoughts. I'm grateful for discipline and precision. I'm grateful for Night and Day. I'm grateful for Words and Thoughts. I'm grateful for YOU!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-2724645501503911895?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/2724645501503911895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=2724645501503911895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/2724645501503911895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/2724645501503911895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2010/10/update.html' title='Update!!!'/><author><name>Quan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05827783835515185608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdRaQ7tKc-o/SaLPFOnhqMI/AAAAAAAAABE/ngK41RVgAjo/S220/n36405617_33122093_729%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-8949118555166881136</id><published>2010-03-17T04:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T10:46:35.600-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE THESE DAMN SKITS.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oYl5LbrjfEE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oYl5LbrjfEE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dRTNJErRXho&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dRTNJErRXho&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-8949118555166881136?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/8949118555166881136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=8949118555166881136' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/8949118555166881136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/8949118555166881136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-love-these-damn-skits.html' title='I LOVE THESE DAMN SKITS.....'/><author><name>Quan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05827783835515185608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdRaQ7tKc-o/SaLPFOnhqMI/AAAAAAAAABE/ngK41RVgAjo/S220/n36405617_33122093_729%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-1171418779473664894</id><published>2010-03-17T04:39:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T04:46:31.700-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WALK IT OUT.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdRaQ7tKc-o/S6CVm2R16VI/AAAAAAAAAB0/v33nfkW-1Ds/s1600-h/web030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdRaQ7tKc-o/S6CVm2R16VI/AAAAAAAAAB0/v33nfkW-1Ds/s400/web030.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449520043756218706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i look at this pic ..it makes me think of trans_portation...gettin from one place to another...The act of moving...The Idea to WANT TO BE SOMEWHERE ELSE....and the blessing to actually be able to be a vehicle to do so....Take a walk ...see where u end up mentally, spirtually, and emotionally....They say on average we think about 60,000 thoughts a day....WAT THE HELL ARE WE REALLY THINKING ABOUT? and how much of that is making any damn sense....and HOw much of that are we telling other ppl?.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-1171418779473664894?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/1171418779473664894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=1171418779473664894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/1171418779473664894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/1171418779473664894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2010/03/walk-it-out.html' title='WALK IT OUT.....'/><author><name>Quan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05827783835515185608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdRaQ7tKc-o/SaLPFOnhqMI/AAAAAAAAABE/ngK41RVgAjo/S220/n36405617_33122093_729%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DdRaQ7tKc-o/S6CVm2R16VI/AAAAAAAAAB0/v33nfkW-1Ds/s72-c/web030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-8595989540856873077</id><published>2010-02-18T12:01:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T12:10:19.986-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back to you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we in the house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='911 is a joke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eggs on faces'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='public enemy'/><title type='text'>Phi Nu Theta?</title><content type='html'>I get a text from a friend this morning saying there is a play entitled 'The Eclectic Society'. Based on the one and only Eclectic Society of Wesleyan University before it had to integrate, pre Kennedy assassination. At the time Eclectic was a male-only, intellectual society, of wealthy white men. The tradition and history is deeper and richer than that I have shared but needless to say it has evolved into something broader and richer, relatively speaking, as well as notorious. I am very interested as to the subtext of a play about a society that still exists but is not even an apparition of what it once was. Those that write the history make decisions of and for immortality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.walnutstreettheatre.org/season/09-10.php"&gt;Link to the theater in Philly, where it premiered.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nj.com/gloucester-county/towns/index.ssf/2010/01/eclectic_society_to_make_world.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A synopsis...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Eclectic Society will make its world premiere at the Walnut Street Theatre, located at 825 Walnut St., in Philadelphia at  8 p.m. Jan. 27 and run through March 7. Performances are Tuesday through Saturday at 8 p.m. and Sunday evenings at 7 p.m., with matinees on Thursdays, Saturdays and Sundays at 2 p.m. Tickets range from $10 to $60, with premium tickets available for $115. For tickets, visit www.walnutstreettheatre.org or call (215) 574-3550&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-8595989540856873077?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/8595989540856873077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=8595989540856873077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/8595989540856873077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/8595989540856873077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2010/02/phi-nu-theta.html' title='Phi Nu Theta?'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-3055719166043966384</id><published>2010-02-18T10:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T16:36:43.362-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we in the house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God body'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance parties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><title type='text'>Love King</title><content type='html'>So... I love The-Dream. The song, lyrically is lackluster but has the sense of humor present in his 'pop'py songs. "Sorry ladies ain't nothing like a smart bitch".&lt;br /&gt;It is good to hear him stay consistent with that &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I love your girl&lt;/span&gt; steez, but he has moved past the 'riding' and 'pony' references. Although that's all his production and vocals lead you to do. Needless to say I am two stepping this up in the spring time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width='320' height='200' data='http://www.singersroom.com/video/jw/player.swf' type='application/x-shockwave-flash'&gt;&lt;param name='name' value='player1' /&gt;&lt;param name='bgcolor' value='#FFFFFF' /&gt;&lt;param name='src' value='http://www.singersroom.com/video/jw/player.swf' /&gt;&lt;param name='allowfullscreen' value='true' /&gt;&lt;param name='flashvars' value='streamer=rtmpt://oc.singersroom.com:1935/simplevideostreaming&amp;file=/audio/2010/02/The-Dream-Love-King.mp3&amp;fullscreen=true&amp;controlbar=bottom&amp;image=http://www.singersroom.com/artist/100553/thedreambio.jpg&amp;skin=http://www.singersroom.com/video/jw/skin/modieus/stylish.swf&amp;backcolor=111111&amp;abouttext=Singersroom Video&amp;aboutlink=http://www.singersroom.com/video/' /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.singersroom.com/' title='R&amp;B Music, Slow Jams, Hip Hop Songs' style='font: bold 11px arial;'&gt;Music by Singersroom.com&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href='http://www.singersroom.com/artist/The-Dream' title='The Dream' style='font: bold 11px arial;'&gt;More on The Dream&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can not lie and say it is not an acquired taste.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-3055719166043966384?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/3055719166043966384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=3055719166043966384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/3055719166043966384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/3055719166043966384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2010/02/love-king.html' title='Love King'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-3316207860293855602</id><published>2010-02-17T12:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T17:38:52.593-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we in the house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ignorant shit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God body'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='911 is a joke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eggs on faces'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='porn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><title type='text'>I brunch hard</title><content type='html'>Because, being an adult means you can drink in the middle of the day and talk about the ass you made of yourself the night before and be considered sophisticated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5AUpPUABAjc&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/3316207860293855602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/3316207860293855602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-brunch-hard.html' title='I brunch hard'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-5805133457791160721</id><published>2010-02-10T22:13:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T23:25:55.272-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear of a black planet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God body'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='911 is a joke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='porn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ponderings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><title type='text'>Mulling it Over: DipliMatters of the Heart</title><content type='html'>My valentine, a middle school frenemy turned adult friend, is not coming to the east coast as she expected so we can not do brunch and an exhibition as was planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidebar: &lt;a href="http://www.kunstverein.us/next.html"&gt;http://www.kunstverein.us/next.html&lt;/a&gt;, I overheard two people … transfers the aural experience of the telephone into a variety of sensorial media, including a participatory kite flying performance on February 14th to open the exhibition, and in homage to Elisha Gray, or history’s “second best”; and On March 18th, the artists’ partners will commemorate Bell and Watson’s relationship with a reading of the first telephone transcript between the inventors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, platonic valentines are all I know. It is funny how people that (ex)claim to hate Valentine's Day always want something to do with someone, as if we are shaking our fists at the cosmos that have sentenced us to celibacy (the actual use of the word means to be single, I am leaving intimacy out of it). I am not including myself, but I would not count me out either. All to prove that this manufactured commercial holiday can not keep everyone in a parenthetical relationship or, as they are more commonly known, situation, from wanting to be official, cue Cassie, even if for a second, when that first heart appears in the Duane Reade the day after New Year's. For the most part, the need for validation signals insecurity. This will be one of the two or three times a year I allow myself to question whether or not my lack of desire for a relationship, that warrants attention on designated days, is the way I should be going if I am going to be someone's wife and have their children, one day, some day, maybe, ...next lifetime? I need a sign to know that I am not enabling irrevocable damage to my emotional growth and security because I am finding discomfort in sharing and vulnerability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that that moment is over. I can safely say that I wish the best in love and life to everyone, single, attached, those that did not know they were single and those that did not know they were atttached, I will remain unfettered and let what was written unveil itself and I will fill in the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day you are either on some: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MmOau-PMWJk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MmOau-PMWJk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/w5srnNrICJo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/w5srnNrICJo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the happy single person (namely, me):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AVHW1LCE6vI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AVHW1LCE6vI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck with everything!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-5805133457791160721?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/5805133457791160721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=5805133457791160721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/5805133457791160721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/5805133457791160721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2010/02/mulling-it-over-diplimatters-of-heart.html' title='Mulling it Over: DipliMatters of the Heart'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-7403759472531534527</id><published>2010-01-25T10:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T11:23:32.565-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back to you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sane vs insane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ponderings'/><title type='text'>Sometimes....</title><content type='html'>Macro vs. Micro. What is really important and what is not and when is it important to classify such abstract notions? Never a simple question but the answer does not have to be complicated. As I try to navigate and reassure and try to rely on my movements and my synergy with my innate energies, I wonder if I am listening to the right self.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-7403759472531534527?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/7403759472531534527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=7403759472531534527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/7403759472531534527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/7403759472531534527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2010/01/sometimes.html' title='Sometimes....'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-7531128722005515127</id><published>2010-01-22T13:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T13:49:08.899-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back to you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sane vs insane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear of a black planet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='porn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ponderings'/><title type='text'>The Haunting</title><content type='html'>I was recently listening to "Shadows" by Gordon Voidwell. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been thinking about abrupt shift in the continental plates of comfort that take place no matter how much of a control freak I can be. What is my problem? How am I setting myself back? What skeletons are rattling so close to the closet door that I can't move without disturbing them? What is the comfort in sabotage and failure? And why do I want to know the future so fucking badly? Why don't I trust my intution?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who do I love and how do I do so? Am I even capable? I am starting to realize that, not only do I not know, I am completely unsure. As sure as the imminent next step. I walk in stride and trust that the ground will be beneath me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-7531128722005515127?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/7531128722005515127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=7531128722005515127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/7531128722005515127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/7531128722005515127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2010/01/haunting.html' title='The Haunting'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-5302539658231990592</id><published>2010-01-13T16:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T16:21:38.604-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we in the house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear of a black planet'/><title type='text'>Check my Homey Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;New show on HBO. Take a gander at the trailer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hbo.com/events/treme/index.html"&gt;Click Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-5302539658231990592?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/5302539658231990592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=5302539658231990592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/5302539658231990592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/5302539658231990592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2010/01/check-my-homey-out.html' title='Check my Homey Out'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-710847911988143285</id><published>2010-01-07T17:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T17:45:34.256-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back to you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God body'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><title type='text'>Nuggets</title><content type='html'>Unravelled patterns&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Leave me naked&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I narrowly escape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Innocence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The lessons are hard to find&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just wanted &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To be &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Broken Feelings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rope I have been holding &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is Threadbare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-710847911988143285?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/710847911988143285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=710847911988143285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/710847911988143285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/710847911988143285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2010/01/nuggets.html' title='Nuggets'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-3239402184342325564</id><published>2009-12-30T11:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T16:47:22.792-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish I never</title><content type='html'>stopped,&lt;div&gt;paused to speak,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;given you the opportunity to say anything that would penetrate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;decided that i loved it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-3239402184342325564?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/3239402184342325564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=3239402184342325564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/3239402184342325564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/3239402184342325564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-wish-i-never.html' title='I wish I never'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-6695346655889432902</id><published>2009-12-10T11:55:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T11:38:04.802-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back to you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sane vs insane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eggs on faces'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='porn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ponderings'/><title type='text'>Masochism</title><content type='html'>I believe in torture and torment concerning bouts of true love with otherwise rational entities. Perhaps, I have read too much Ayn Rand, or have been touched by fantastically sordid love stories. There is no real happy ending, or there was so so much to get there, it is much deserved. In any case- everything lacks simplicity (almost- enough for it to be kind of true, to me) so it becomes about tolerance and composure. With that, and simplified thinking, I think I might be alright. Mistakes don't wait, so I do. I know myself, so I know my personal expectations and capacities,  I tread lightly about my erratic emotional insecurities because, ultimately, I know what the truth is. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Masochism, romanticism... I know that its hard but, I am sure that it's worth it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One way or another. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-6695346655889432902?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/6695346655889432902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=6695346655889432902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/6695346655889432902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/6695346655889432902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2009/12/masochism.html' title='Masochism'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-163636521288937132</id><published>2009-12-03T20:26:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T20:33:16.026-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I GUESS......</title><content type='html'>Christmas Time is sooo OVerated when you become an adult. Its more about getting drunk and eating good food (again, thanksgiving just passed). Nobody ever gets great gifts when you're an adult but then again Whose sober enough to pay attention until the day after LOL....ANYWAYS HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-163636521288937132?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/163636521288937132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=163636521288937132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/163636521288937132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/163636521288937132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-guess.html' title='I GUESS......'/><author><name>Quan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05827783835515185608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdRaQ7tKc-o/SaLPFOnhqMI/AAAAAAAAABE/ngK41RVgAjo/S220/n36405617_33122093_729%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-5001242002247062006</id><published>2009-11-28T05:41:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T06:10:03.103-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back to you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we in the house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear of a black planet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God body'/><title type='text'>The Most Amazing Thing EVER!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Check it out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am so serious; I am so sincere.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://moblackart.org/exhibitions/"&gt;http://moblackart.org/exhibitions/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only should you click on the link preceding this paragraph, but if you are in anyway able to make it to the &lt;a href="http://www.brooklynartistsgym.com/"&gt;Brooklyn Artist Gym&lt;/a&gt;, 168 7th street between third and second avenue, in BROOKLYN, you need to. &lt;em&gt;You can take the M, R, to 9th avenue and 4th street; you can also take the F to 4th avenue and 9th street&lt;/em&gt;. We are having a free opening reception on Saturday, December 5, from noon until 5pm. Take a look at our featured &lt;a href="http://moblackart.org/dawning-artists-a-glance/"&gt;artists.&lt;/a&gt;  I know you're impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be wise. Come see us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:sjeffers@moblackart.org"&gt;sjeffers@moblackart.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-5001242002247062006?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/5001242002247062006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=5001242002247062006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/5001242002247062006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/5001242002247062006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2009/11/most-amazing-thing-ever.html' title='The Most Amazing Thing EVER!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-495865875095122856</id><published>2009-11-12T15:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T16:00:44.986-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back to you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear of a black planet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God body'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><title type='text'>Conservation of Energy</title><content type='html'>I believe in going green but that is not the energy of which I am referencing. As I am maturing and adjusting to the bullshit tactics and growing pains that come with my inheritance of life, I find that I can handle things easier when I am able to prioritize my energy. If there is work to be done, it does not matter who assigns it, or how fucked up everything else is. If I can produce what I need to do according to my standards as they comply with the general practices of the rational and sane, I will continue to succeed.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-495865875095122856?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/495865875095122856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=495865875095122856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/495865875095122856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/495865875095122856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2009/11/conservation-of-energy.html' title='Conservation of Energy'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-3874313026604131119</id><published>2009-11-10T19:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T19:30:16.876-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back to you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sane vs insane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear of a black planet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God body'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ponderings'/><title type='text'>War:</title><content type='html'>In a moment of reflection I am trying to figure out what is the lesson/mantra I need to know in order to get through the day to day. I would consider myself a 'grander scheme of things' kind of person, so I try to keep things in that perspective. The forefront oft gets blurry as I move through life in a semi consciousness. Unfortunately I no longer have that luxury and must find gratification that occurs sooner, as my tenacity is hardening around the edges. I am not scared of becoming bitter because I keep busy in my many interests, but, I would like to think that my journey would only be difficult through rational obstacles. And, thinking about it, its not the brightest idea I've had or conclusion I've drawn. So, I am starting over and restructuring my thoughts and coping mechanisms. I think I got this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cue Young Jeezy "I Got This"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-3874313026604131119?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/3874313026604131119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=3874313026604131119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/3874313026604131119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/3874313026604131119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2009/11/war.html' title='War:'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-1686555786787578750</id><published>2009-11-06T10:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T10:34:27.704-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back to you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear of a black planet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God body'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ponderings'/><title type='text'>Energies</title><content type='html'>Recently, I was thinking about the word please.&lt;div&gt;The verb and the request...for mercy...for a favour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When used infrequently it becomes foreign &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and its function &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;and meaning becomes a question&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Did I remember it the right way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Please stop-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Please don't stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Please love me the way I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Please let me be right &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Please don't make me say it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...I am pleased.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-1686555786787578750?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/1686555786787578750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=1686555786787578750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/1686555786787578750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/1686555786787578750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2009/11/energies.html' title='Energies'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-6687529373463337834</id><published>2009-10-19T12:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T12:09:06.926-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we in the house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear of a black planet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God body'/><title type='text'>More Black Art about More Black Ish</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/StyZPQwZ9nI/AAAAAAAAAYA/5-Gyd2YvNA4/s1600-h/silhlogo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 347px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/StyZPQwZ9nI/AAAAAAAAAYA/5-Gyd2YvNA4/s400/silhlogo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394354941158094450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://moblackart.org/"&gt;Learn more about us!!!! &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come out and support our event preceding our first exhibition commemorating our anniversary. Come mingle and learn more about how you can be involved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://moblackart.org/events"&gt;http://moblackart.org/events&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-6687529373463337834?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/6687529373463337834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=6687529373463337834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/6687529373463337834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/6687529373463337834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2009/10/more-black-art-about-more-black-ish.html' title='More Black Art about More Black Ish'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/StyZPQwZ9nI/AAAAAAAAAYA/5-Gyd2YvNA4/s72-c/silhlogo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-6642166783883906914</id><published>2009-10-18T17:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T16:48:39.277-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we in the house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear of a black planet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God body'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><title type='text'>Come Into Knowledge</title><content type='html'>I love Pandora for what it can do in terms of introducing me to amazing songs and artists to which I would not have that exposure. However, sometimes, that it can be way off and I have no idea how it even found songs that I would like in the first place. Either way, I was listening to either my Norman Connors, Isaac Hayes, or Funk radio station and I heard the song 'Daylight' by this group named RAMP. It was the song whose guitar loop was sampled in A Tribe Called Quest's, 'Bonita Applebum'. The song is featured on their only album, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Come into Knowledge&lt;/span&gt;, released in 1977. Quite honestly, it is a masterpiece of a unique magnitude. Each song is a complete entity and serves and completes the purpose of its message. The song topics volley between self-empowerment and love, essentially typical of this era in black music. I implore you to research and take a listen. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-6642166783883906914?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/6642166783883906914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=6642166783883906914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/6642166783883906914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/6642166783883906914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2009/10/come-into-knowledge.html' title='Come Into Knowledge'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-382712627200667542</id><published>2009-10-12T19:14:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T20:44:37.406-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back to you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we in the house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear of a black planet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God body'/><title type='text'>BLACK DYNAMITE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="520" height="353"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.traileraddict.com/emd/13869"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.traileraddict.com/emd/13869" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" wmode="transparent" allowfullscreen="true" width="520" height="353"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;I saw Black Dynamite at a preview screening this past Thursday. It was an interesting circumstance because I did not really know what to expect from the movie and I had spent the last half an hour dedicated to shots of Jack to be "nice" while I viewed it. I will say that it was not that necessary to do so. The shit was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my friend and I, are walking swiftly down the block after he uses the bathroom at a bar where their shots of Jack are sixteen dollars each... I was none too pleased. Get to the movie theater and I am standing next to Cipha Sounds, and I am like, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this is incredible.&lt;/span&gt; I say &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cipha, I am lifetime Hot 97 listener and I just want to say congratulations on your success and progression.&lt;/span&gt; I waited 5 seconds, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I listen to your show in the morning, you are so funny.&lt;/span&gt; He is thanking me, genuinely while moving aside, as I am speaking while the director is addressing the audience, talking about the reason he decided to do this project. Needless, to say all I got was an impression of his "blaxploitation voice" and to see Michael Jai White, in person. He is very handsome. But Cipha shook my hand so the movie was the icing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delighted and slightly inebriated, the film begins, and I was exposed to pure entertainment. All I can really say is; at several points of the movie I was heard saying either, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no, I can't, &lt;/span&gt;or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am ready for the credits to roll.&lt;/span&gt; And when I say that, it means that I am so overwhelmed by the magnitude of greatness that I almost can not bear it. Was that vague enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The success of this movie is that the actors are really good. The satire was done in such a way that it playfully makes fun of the Blaxploitation genre while admitting that it was entertainment that could be enjoyed. The project is well executed and as I sit and try to think of excerpts all I can do is laugh hysterically and insist that you go see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click the link for screenings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blackdynamitemovie.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.blackdynamitemovie.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. On my way out, Cipha was handing out flyers, my friend asked where Rosenberg was, we heard someone say, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;right here&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-382712627200667542?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/382712627200667542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=382712627200667542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/382712627200667542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/382712627200667542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2009/10/black-dynamite.html' title='BLACK DYNAMITE!'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-895531551701747636</id><published>2009-09-23T10:47:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T11:44:36.304-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back to you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sane vs insane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear of a black planet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God body'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ponderings'/><title type='text'>Enough About You</title><content type='html'>I have been doing a lot of looking at society and interpreting people through my eyes and perspective. Which is not a problem because what I do believe is true- most everyone is off-kilter in one way or another, it is just about how you can filter and adjust. Unfortunately, life's ills make it difficult for most do so.  I suffer because I am trying too hard to understand why I am not getting the responses that make the most sense to me. And, I would like to consider myself a rolling ball of sanity, (c) Chidi Asoluka; my logic and motivations are of my own creation and constitute my personal integrity. &lt;div&gt;Unwavering, I have to have enough confidence in my personal construction to not be concerned with that which I can not coalesce. It makes it easer when the bullshit filters itself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could not have it any other way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-895531551701747636?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/895531551701747636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=895531551701747636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/895531551701747636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/895531551701747636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2009/09/enough-about-you.html' title='Enough About You'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-4128622187790648006</id><published>2009-09-16T15:39:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T16:17:19.068-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back to you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we in the house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear of a black planet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sipping and smoking'/><title type='text'>Hide out to Ride out</title><content type='html'>This past Saturday, my brother, &lt;a href="http://biblicallynice.blogspot.com/"&gt;biblicallynice.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;, and I decided to go out for a wine open bar as the after party for his friend's roommate's showing of her new collection. (I went to their show at Pink Elephant for Fashion Week in February,  &lt;a href="http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2009/02/untitled.html"&gt;http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2009/02/untitled.html&lt;/a&gt;, their link to their lookbook, and subsequently their website, is &lt;a href="http://untitled1111.com/Untitled_11_11_fall_09_lookbook.html"&gt;http://untitled1111.com/Untitled_11_11_fall_09_lookbook.html)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After verifying the address and hopstopping, we, my brother and I get ready to hit Chinatown. All, I have to say is thank goodness for the neighborhood maps and cardinal directions. When we arrive at Doyers Street, a small street with a crook leading you from Bowery to another alley way looking street, it looked like we took a wrong turn somewhere. My brother said he always thinks he will get &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ninja-starred&lt;/span&gt; to death in Chinatown. If it were to be anywhere, this street was the place. I just got a flashback to one of my favourite movies, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Death to Smoochy, &lt;/span&gt;where Spinner gets killed and dumped in a street that resembled this one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tangential? I know. Sorry? No. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway... the address of the venue, &lt;a href="http://www.apothekebar.com/index2abar.html"&gt;Apotheke&lt;/a&gt;, has us standing in front of a well maintained yet closed Chinese restaurant. The doors, solid wood, were uncharacteristic of a restaurant of that nature but still did not betray what was lying behind them. After looking around an empty street, we venture inside. A subdued setting with red lighting, hinting at a den of sin or secrecy, with four men in labcoats standing behind a bar. My brother and I were the only black people in there and I decided to wear black jeans, a white tee and construction timbs. But, it wasn't &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;awkward. An amazing ambience and a menu of drinks that will liken themselves to a bucket list. I do urge you to give it a try.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a link to ther drink menu... &lt;a href="http://www.apothekebar.com/index2abar.html"&gt;http://www.apothekebar.com/index2abar.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look into it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-4128622187790648006?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/4128622187790648006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=4128622187790648006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/4128622187790648006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/4128622187790648006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2009/09/hide-out-to-ride-out.html' title='Hide out to Ride out'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-7102285882081543987</id><published>2009-09-15T13:14:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T14:13:25.567-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sane vs insane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ignorant shit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eggs on faces'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ponderings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><title type='text'>Imaginary Relationships</title><content type='html'>... what exists in the negative space.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;negative space: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;n, &lt;/span&gt;empty space, space surrounding an object or form.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is what provides context and dimension for the positive image or form. I will be using it in reference to relationships, and that which is not mentioned but becomes implicit, and how that lack of communication becomes problematic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is all imaginary until spoken about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Needless to say, I have millions of examples of people taking a mile from the precisely measured inch I have given.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I just want to know why, when people have plans for me, they do not share them. It would make my existence less confusing. The issue is, at least in my personal hetero experience, I meet men, we express a genuine interest and then I am supposed to forget that there at least 3 billion more out here. I do not do stage directions, I do directives. I seek to observe, analyze, understand and communicate, that's how relationships work. Not this, oh well  I am just going to skip these steps and act like we have an understanding that they have a certain precedent, when none of it was spoken about at all. And I am not taking one circumstance and making it general to hype myself up. Trust. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I usually opt with the gradient of difficult to dumb and see how much I can get away with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until, I just have to put my foot down. I get feigned surprise and a lot of "Nah, its not like that". Because its usually men acting like its not about sex instead of being upfront. But, saying the word-sex/fuck/smash/beat-preceded by "if you're just trying to" and succeeded by "just say that" is like shedding a light when everyone wants to act like they are not doing/seeking what they actually are doing/seeking. Its stupid and causes headache. Keep it 100, you'd be better off when trying to find a proper match. Everyone is out here sending their representatives confusing people that have no time to waste on superficial representation of reality. Fuck off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that, my friends, is where imaginary relationships come from.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-7102285882081543987?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/7102285882081543987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=7102285882081543987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/7102285882081543987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/7102285882081543987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2009/09/imaginary-relationships.html' title='Imaginary Relationships'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-1766479820050162845</id><published>2009-09-14T22:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T23:05:20.258-04:00</updated><title type='text'>R.I.P. PATRICK SWAYZE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img2.timeinc.net/people/i/2008/news/080317/jen_grey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://img2.timeinc.net/people/i/2008/news/080317/jen_grey.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOS ANGELES, California (CNN) -- Patrick Swayze, whose good looks and sympathetic performances in films such as "Dirty Dancing" and "Ghost" made him a romantic idol to millions, died Monday. He was 57. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swayze died of pancreatic cancer, his publicist, Annett Wolf, told CNN. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swayze's doctor, Dr. George Fisher, revealed in early March 2008 that Swayze was suffering from the disease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Patrick Swayze passed away peacefully today with family at his side after facing the challenges of his illness for the last 20 months," Wolf said in a statement Monday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most recently, Swayze starred in A&amp;E Network's "The Beast," which debuted in January. He agreed to take the starring role of an undercover FBI agent before his diagnosis. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The network agreed to shoot an entire season of the show after Swayze responded well to his cancer treatment. iReport.com: Send us your memories of Swayze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an interview with ABC's Barbara Walters in January, Swayze said his work on that show was exhausting, requiring 12-hour workdays in Chicago, Illinois, doing his own stunts. But he said the show's character "just felt right for my soul." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't Miss&lt;br /&gt;KTLA:  Patrick Swayze dies after battle with cancer &lt;br /&gt;"If I leave this Earth, I want to leave this Earth just knowing I've tried to give something back and tried to do something worthwhile with myself," Swayze told Walters, when asked why he decided to do the show. "And that keeps me going, that gets me up in the morning. My work ... is my legacy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swayze was mostly known for a handful of supporting roles when he broke through with his performance as dance instructor Johnny Castle in 1987's "Dirty Dancing."  Watch a look back on Swayze's career »&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three years later, he became an even bigger star with "Ghost," in which he played an investment banker who dies and learns to tap into his unspoken feelings for his partner (Demi Moore). The film won Whoopi Goldberg an Oscar and helped make him People magazine's "Sexiest Man Alive" in 1991.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Patrick was a really good man, a funny man and one to whom I owe much that I can't ever repay," Goldberg said in a statement. "I believe in 'Ghost's' message, so he'll always be near."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swayze told Entertainment Weekly in 1990 that "the movies that have had the most powerful effects on my life have been about romantic characters."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He expanded on the effort he put into love scenes for People in 1991.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's possibly the scariest thing I do," he said, "doing something so personal and giving people out there the opportunity to see if you're a good kisser or not."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patrick Wayne Swayze was born on August 18, 1952, in Houston, Texas. His father was an engineering draftsman; his mother was a ballet dancer and later the director of the Houston Ballet Dance Company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She led her son into the dancing world, which wasn't always easy for a Texas male. Indeed, the young Swayze played football, practiced martial arts and was an accomplished diver and track star while growing up, though he was good enough at dance to earn a college scholarship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After an early professional job playing Prince Charming in an early '70s version of "Disney on Ice," Swayze returned to Houston, where he met Lisa Niemi, a student of his mother's. The two were married in 1975 and moved to New York to pursue their careers.  See timeline of Swayze's life »&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swayze seemed set on a dance career: He studied with the prestigious Joffrey Ballet and joined another company, the Eliot Feld Ballet Company. But surgery for an old football injury ended his ballet career and he turned to acting, nabbing the lead role of Danny Zuko in the long-running Broadway production of "Grease" in 1978, around the time the movie starring John Travolta was hitting theaters. "Grease" earned him some Hollywood attention, and he and Niemi moved West.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a couple of bit parts, including one in a 1981 episode of "M*A*S*H," Swayze picked up the role of Darrel Curtis in Francis Ford Coppola's 1983 film of "The Outsiders," which also included future stars Matt Dillon, Rob Lowe, Ralph Macchio, Emilio Estevez and Tom Cruise. Swayze was also one of the leads in 1984's "Red Dawn," about teenagers defending their town from a Soviet attack on America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was with "Dirty Dancing" that Swayze hit it big. The film about a girl's coming of age at a Catskills resort in the early '60s was intended for a limited release but became one of the decade's biggest sleeper hits and made Swayze and co-star Jennifer Grey household names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The film gave birth to a catchphrase -- "Nobody puts Baby in a corner," spoken by Swayze's character to Grey's domineering father (Jerry Orbach) -- and eventually led to a follow-up, 2004's "Dirty Dancing: Havana Nights." Swayze even sang a Top 10 hit, "She's Like the Wind," on the film's soundtrack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swayze, known as a down-to-earth, nice-guy actor, was determined not to follow a predictable career path. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He followed "Dirty Dancing" with "Road House" (1989) in which he played a manager at a rough-and-tumble bar (the film was particularly popular on late-night cable). He succeeded "Ghost" with "Point Break" (1991), about a group of thieves; "City of Joy" (1992), in which he played a doctor in a poverty-stricken Indian village; and "To Wong Foo, Thanks for Everything, Julie Newmar" (1995), in which he starred as a drag queen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''I don't want to be Mr. Romantic Leading Man. I don't want to be the Dance Dude. I don't want to be the Action Guy. If I had to do any one of those all my life, it'd drive me crazy,'' he told Entertainment Weekly in the 1990 interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swayze's career diminished in the late '90s. He broke both legs in 1997 while making a film, "Letters From a Killer," and went into rehab to overcome an admitted drinking problem. In 2000, he was flying in his own twin-engine plane when the plane depressurized; Swayze landed in a housing development in Arizona. Though some witnesses say he appeared intoxicated, he was later revealed to have been suffering from hypoxia, related to the depressurization and his three-pack-a-day cigarette habit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swayze re-established his knack for picking sleepers with "Donnie Darko" (2001), the dark film about a troubled student that became a sensation on video. Swayze played a creepy motivational speaker and won raves for his performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swayze's more recent films included a TV version of "King Solomon's Mines" and 2007's "Christmas in Wonderland." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though he still had the power to make women's hearts flutter -- 22-year-old Scarlett Johansson, upon receiving Harvard's Hasty Pudding Award in February 2007, said her dream date was "probably Patrick Swayze, my dream come true" -- Swayze wasn't too impressed with himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Good-looking people turn me off," he once said. "Myself included."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swayze is survived by his wife, Lisa, of over 30 years and his mother, Patsy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-1766479820050162845?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/1766479820050162845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=1766479820050162845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/1766479820050162845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/1766479820050162845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2009/09/rip-patrick-swayze.html' title='R.I.P. PATRICK SWAYZE'/><author><name>Quan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05827783835515185608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdRaQ7tKc-o/SaLPFOnhqMI/AAAAAAAAABE/ngK41RVgAjo/S220/n36405617_33122093_729%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-4946860049001027225</id><published>2009-09-14T20:33:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T22:24:56.761-04:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 MTV VIDEO MUSIC AWARDS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://cm1.theinsider.com/media/0/530/60/6a00d83451b35169e20120a4f6987d970b-800wi.0.0.0x0.400x695.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 396px; height: 695px;" src="http://cm1.theinsider.com/media/0/530/60/6a00d83451b35169e20120a4f6987d970b-800wi.0.0.0x0.400x695.jpeg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAS GONNA WRITE A LONG BLOG ABOUT THE VMA'S LAST NITE....BUT THANKS TO TWITTER....I KNOW WE ARE ALL ON THE SAME PAGE ABOUT THE SHOW, PERFORMANCES, KANYE, AND THAT LIL MAMA? INSTEAD I'M JUST GONNA SAY....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media3.washingtonpost.com/wp-srv/photo/gallery/090914/GAL-09Sep14-2625/media/PHO-09Sep14-177865.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 653px; height: 471px;" src="http://media3.washingtonpost.com/wp-srv/photo/gallery/090914/GAL-09Sep14-2625/media/PHO-09Sep14-177865.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LADY GAGA, THE PRINCESS/"PRINCE" OF AVANTE GARDE, THE MAITRE'D OF NEO GLAM/POP, THANK YOU FOR BEING AN INDIVIDUAL AND SHOWING UP TO SHOW OUT LAST NITE!!! JOB WELL DONE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bestweekever.tv/bwe/images/2009/09/PINK-TWEETS-ABOUT-KANYE-WEST.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 371px; height: 493px;" src="http://www.bestweekever.tv/bwe/images/2009/09/PINK-TWEETS-ABOUT-KANYE-WEST.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PINK, YOU'VE OUTDONE YOURSELF ONCE AGAIN, JUST WHEN WE THINK WE KNOW YOU, YOU RAISE THE BAR WITH YOUR DARING CREATIVITY AND EDGY PERFORMANCES. YOU'VE SHOWN US ONCE AGAIN WHY YOU ARE SETTING THE STANDARD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.syracuse.com/today/2009/09/ent_090914_ap_kanye-swift.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 355px;" src="http://blog.syracuse.com/today/2009/09/ent_090914_ap_kanye-swift.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://community.terra.com/public/file/23/22823/fotos/thum8_1252900308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 643px; height: 297px;" src="http://community.terra.com/public/file/23/22823/fotos/thum8_1252900308.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAYLOR SWIFT, YOU GOT SPUNK KID!! MAYBE NEXT YEAR WHEN YOU'RE 18, YOU CAN PUT UP YOUR MIDDLE FINGER AND SAY " KANYE, SHUT THE FUCK UP" LIKE THE REST OF US!! KEEP IT MOVING NONETHELESS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i.thisislondon.co.uk/i/pix/2009/09/kanyedrink_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 269px;" src="http://i.thisislondon.co.uk/i/pix/2009/09/kanyedrink_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KANYE WEST, PLEASE DO YOURSELF A FAVOR AND CHECK IN YOUR BULLSHIT, CATCH THE NEAREST FLIGHT OFF YOUR HIGH HORSE, AND PREPARE FOR A CLEAR LANDING. LAST NITE, WAS TOTALLY DISRESPECTFUL AND HIGHLY INCONSIDERATE!! WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE? PLEASE DONT LEAVE THAT DECISION UP TO THE MASSES, YOU THINK YOU'RE UNINHIBITED, THESE LIONS ARE OLDER THAN YOU. PLEASE PROCEED WITH CAUTION AND PURCHASE DESIGNER ICESKATES KIDDO, YOUR WALKING ON THIN ICE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://community.terra.com/public/file/23/22823/fotos/thum8_1252900475.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 643px; height: 297px;" src="http://community.terra.com/public/file/23/22823/fotos/thum8_1252900475.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAY-Z/ALICIA KEYS, WONDERFUL COLLABO!! TWO HEAVY WEIGHTS ON ONE STAGE!! NO CAPTION NEEDED, BUT PLEASE PICK UP YOUR JAW!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/media/images/46376000/jpg/_46376115_jayzalicia_getty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 416px; height: 300px;" src="http://news.bbc.co.uk/media/images/46376000/jpg/_46376115_jayzalicia_getty.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIL MAMA? THANKS TO YOU (AND KANYE), SECURITY WILL BE DOUBLED NEXT YEAR AT THE VMA'S. I CANT EVEN BEGIN TO EXPRESS THE EMBARRASEMENT I FELT FOR YOU LAST NITE. ARE YOU CRAZY? JAY-Z AND ALICIA KEYS? IF THERE WAS EVER ANY HOPE FOR YOUR MUSICAL CAREER, YOU PROLLY JUST SLAYED YOURSELF FEROCIOUSLY WITH THAT MOVE. HAVEN'T YOU EVER PLAYED CHESS (YES YOU ARE THE PAWN, IF YOU WERE UNSURE). YOU ARE NOT EVEN A DISCUSSION WHEN IT COMES TO MUSIC, OR POP CULTURE, UNLESS WE ARE DISCUSSING DIFFERENT WAYS OF HOW TO GET YOU OFF OF ABDC!! WHAT WERE YOU WEARING? I CANT BELIEVE YOU LEFT YOUR HOUSE LOOKING LIKE A "RAINBOW" MODEL. (NOTE: RAINBOW IS THE HIGH END $10 DOLLAR CLOTHING STORE, CHECK YOUR LOCAL HOOD)....I'M JUST DONE WITH YOU FOR THIS YEAR....AND IT'S NOT LOOKING GOOD FOR SPRING EITHER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OTHER IMAGES OF HER LOOKING LIKE A DAMN FOOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img2.timeinc.net/people/i/2007/specials/vmas07/show/arrivals/lil_mama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://img2.timeinc.net/people/i/2007/specials/vmas07/show/arrivals/lil_mama.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www4.pictures.zimbio.com/gi/2009+BET+Awards+Arrivals+Y-xqLEr1BRsl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 411px; height: 594px;" src="http://www4.pictures.zimbio.com/gi/2009+BET+Awards+Arrivals+Y-xqLEr1BRsl.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.latimes.com/media/photo/2009-09/49243535.jpg?title=By+Emily+Christianson+and+Kate+Stanhope+Madonna+made+a+touching+surprise+appearance+to+introduce+the+Michael+Jackson+tribute.+At+times,+Madge+gave+more+focus+to+the+qualities+shared+between+herself+and+the+late+pop+star+rather+than+the+qualities+that+made+him+the+King+of+Pop.+However,+she+redeemed+herself+with+a+story+of+their+early+friendship+and+by+discussing+the+obstacles+Jackson+faced+in+his+final+years.+Madonna+noted+how+"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 425px;" src="http://www.latimes.com/media/photo/2009-09/49243535.jpg?title=By+Emily+Christianson+and+Kate+Stanhope+Madonna+made+a+touching+surprise+appearance+to+introduce+the+Michael+Jackson+tribute.+At+times,+Madge+gave+more+focus+to+the+qualities+shared+between+herself+and+the+late+pop+star+rather+than+the+qualities+that+made+him+the+King+of+Pop.+However,+she+redeemed+herself+with+a+story+of+their+early+friendship+and+by+discussing+the+obstacles+Jackson+faced+in+his+final+years.+Madonna+noted+how+" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MADONNA, THANK U FOR SUCH A GENUINE SPEECH AND A HUMBLED HEART. YOUR WORDS WERE VERY HEART FELT AND SINCERE. YOU'VE SHOWN US ONCE AGAIN THAT THERE IS HUMANITY WITHIN THE CELEBRITY AND IF THE LEGENDS CAN EXEMPLIFY SUCH CHARACTER, KANYE SOOO CAN YOU!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.24hourhiphop.com/files/article/VMAs/Janet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 463px;" src="http://www.24hourhiphop.com/files/article/VMAs/Janet.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i.usatoday.net/life/_photos/2009/09/14/vmax-topper-medium.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 472px; height: 240px;" src="http://i.usatoday.net/life/_photos/2009/09/14/vmax-topper-medium.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://cdn.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/9/0/9/0/5/9/1/orig-9090591.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 338px;" src="http://cdn.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/9/0/9/0/5/9/1/orig-9090591.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JANET...I'M SPEECHLESS, I CANT BEGIN TO MANIFEST THE WORDS BECAUSE MY HEART IS FULL. I JUST WANT TO HUG YOU AND THANK YOU FOR BEING ONE OF THE ELITE VOICES TO THE SOUNDTRACK OF MY LIFE. THANK YOU FOR BELIEVING IN THOSE WHO BELIEVE IN YOU. YOU'VE ALLOWED MANY GREAT INTERLUDES FOR DANCE IN MY LIFE AND IM ETERNALLY GRATEFUL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S3XEraQZjGk/SnnC1wVtrrI/AAAAAAAAGPc/JC_kzERxFb4/s400/mtv+video+music+awards+2009+vma+nominations+nominees+list.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S3XEraQZjGk/SnnC1wVtrrI/AAAAAAAAGPc/JC_kzERxFb4/s400/mtv+video+music+awards+2009+vma+nominations+nominees+list.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-4946860049001027225?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/4946860049001027225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=4946860049001027225' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/4946860049001027225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/4946860049001027225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2009/09/2009-mtv-video-music-awards.html' title='2009 MTV VIDEO MUSIC AWARDS'/><author><name>Quan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05827783835515185608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdRaQ7tKc-o/SaLPFOnhqMI/AAAAAAAAABE/ngK41RVgAjo/S220/n36405617_33122093_729%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S3XEraQZjGk/SnnC1wVtrrI/AAAAAAAAGPc/JC_kzERxFb4/s72-c/mtv+video+music+awards+2009+vma+nominations+nominees+list.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-2045583701569089424</id><published>2009-09-11T21:46:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T20:28:27.804-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ALBUM REVIEW: Whitney Houston " I look to you"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.nairaland.com/attachments/126449_Whitney_Houston_BET_2009_jpg3c8dd44cff348f23a61787a8662cb6a9"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 436px; height: 599px;" src="http://www.nairaland.com/attachments/126449_Whitney_Houston_BET_2009_jpg3c8dd44cff348f23a61787a8662cb6a9" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First let me begin by stating that WHITNEY HOUSTON, THE NAME, THE LEGEND, THE ICON, is still in fact regarded as a Benchmark, A creative/artistic standard for modern day singers/entertainers of all stripes,shapes, and colors. CAUTION: PLEASE DONT BE FOOLED BY ALL THE PRESS (GOOD AND BAD) WITHIN THE PAST 7 YEARS OF HER HIATUS!! SHE IS STILL AND WILL ALWAYS BE EVERYTHING STATED ABOVE IF NOT MORE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been 7 years since Whitney Houston has released an album, and 2009's " I LOOK TO YOU"(ARISTA/RCA MUSIC GROUP) is the true definition of "Soul Food", please indulge!! From the Title Track, " I LOOK TO YOU" (Written by R. Kelly), to the uptempo, one of my favorite cuts on the album " MILLION DOLLAR BILL" (written by Alicia Keys,produced by Swizz Beats), Whitney has undeniably done it again. The album debuted at No 1. with sales exceeding 304,600. Not only is this Whitney Houston's highest debut sales week, it is her first No. 1 solo album since 1987's smash hit Whitney, which spawned several hits including "I Wanna Dance With Somebody." That album was also the first album to debut at No. 1 by a woman. 1992's The Bodyguard Soundtrack is Houston's biggest accomplishment with "I Will Always Love You" being one of the most successful singles in music's history, the album being No. 1 for 20 weeks (for those who are unaware, there are 52 weeks in a year!!..things that make you go hmmmm!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Houston's voice may seem a bit deeper and raspier, her vocal delivery is still powerful, captivating, and engaging. There is a smooth, soothing quality whitney has always been able to deliver. The conviction and tone is still evident if not more today because Whitney is a soul singer, the motivation comes from the depths of the gut mixed with the human spirit and journey, and when the mouth opens there is a story being told. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although, Im pleased with the project, If I could of had my own personal input in the production, I would of liked to see the collaboration of Houston with ( Lalah Hathaway, Kandi, Diddy, Mary J Blige, Fantasia, Joe, Tank, and Missy Elliot). Im excited for more live performances, interviews (hopefully that includes WENDY WILLIAMS), Editorial shoots, Endorsements, and All the good things I think Whitney deserves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BELOW ARE SOME OF THE JOINTS THAT IM CURRENTLY BLASTING ON MY " SHOWER PLAYLIST" LOL....ENJOY AND SUPPORT " I LOOK TO YOU" - WHITNEY HOUSTON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PeBWNo3sPTM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PeBWNo3sPTM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yRmExhfsYLY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yRmExhfsYLY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-2045583701569089424?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/2045583701569089424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=2045583701569089424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/2045583701569089424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/2045583701569089424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2009/09/album-review-whitney-houston-i-look-to.html' title='ALBUM REVIEW: Whitney Houston &quot; I look to you&quot;'/><author><name>Quan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05827783835515185608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdRaQ7tKc-o/SaLPFOnhqMI/AAAAAAAAABE/ngK41RVgAjo/S220/n36405617_33122093_729%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-3228969981992398255</id><published>2009-09-09T15:50:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T16:06:21.761-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back to you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sane vs insane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ignorant shit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ponderings'/><title type='text'>What ever happened to straight up answers?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I think I missed when ambiguity and interpretations are how people communicate. Is it more comforting to walk away from a situtation, after consciously seeking clarity, still not knowing what the fuck the resolution was?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I ALSO missed when, if I say no that means you are going to agree and then act like I parenthetically said yes, and vice versa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Most importantly, I wonder how people feign for real interactions when their whole life is a hidden agenda. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Just some things that have been making my life difficult. If you can not relate to this then... it is of you I speak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-3228969981992398255?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/3228969981992398255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=3228969981992398255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/3228969981992398255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/3228969981992398255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-ever-happened-to-straight-up.html' title='What ever happened to straight up answers?'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-2220756618830266807</id><published>2009-09-09T14:52:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T17:48:29.310-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back to you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we in the house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear of a black planet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God body'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ponderings'/><title type='text'>I ain't worried 'bout y'all cuz I'm already me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;"If you want my advice...you've made a mistake already. By asking me. By asking anyone. Never ask people. Not about your work. Don't you know what you want? How can you stand it, not to know?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Not to be preachy, because I do not specialize in telling other people what to do, I tell them where to go, but I think this is an important tidbit to share. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;No man is an island, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;and all that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; (I picked that up from my horticulturalist), but there are certain things that do not need consultation. In this individualist/ capitalist culture it is very off-putting that others peoples feelings should be considered in order for one to feel validated in their place in this life. It is a threat to actually not give a fuck about other people's feelings, in regards to your natural progression. Especially when you were blessed with conviction and knowledge. I am saying all of this in the scope of rationale and logic, of course. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Being the space cadet/ overthinking enthusiast I am, I constantly zoom out to the vast mystery of the Universe and realize that in the grander scheme of things, my drive and happiness is the onliest thing thats going to make the uncertainty of my miniscule existence worth it. It gets hectic down here, and it is easy to lose sight, steam and esteem. People are great sounding boards but even still, to question your decisions reveals you have no direction and are selfless. How can you not know your self?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-2220756618830266807?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/2220756618830266807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=2220756618830266807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/2220756618830266807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/2220756618830266807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2009/09/eat-let-it-stick-to-your-ribs.html' title='I ain&apos;t worried &apos;bout y&apos;all cuz I&apos;m already me!'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-4262412019944642305</id><published>2009-09-09T14:29:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T16:07:12.618-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back to you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we in the house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drugs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='911 is a joke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ponderings'/><title type='text'>I have been thinking....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Apparently for a really long time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;With the hype that has been surrounding the long awaited sequel to Raekwon the Chef's, Only Built 4 Cuban Linx... I have been confused as to what Hip Hop purists have been complaining about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Last night I was conversing with my brother, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://biblicallynice.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;biblicallynice.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;, about what it is that is making everyone say that this was/is a 'good look' for hip hop. Do not misunderstand what I am saying, the album is a solid effort and without sounding retro, it brought me back to a place I forgot. The hard, gritty sounds of people that are hungry and dedicated, who lead real lives before/ throughout their entry to the 'game' and have things to discuss. Delicately balancing the ill's of their behaviours, environs, and circumstances with the fact that they still must do what they have to do to survive. That being... selling crack. I mean the nigga's name is the Chef. Is it this ephemeral past we are holding on to, that has us thinking that, as long as the artist is not lying about the amount of money they have and their level in the drug dealing hierarchy, or the fact that they were actually middle-class but, in order to sell they must fabricate the realities of the impoverished that rhyming about selling crack and the projects is a step in the right direction for us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Pyrex visions, birds flying south, bricks, kilos, cubans, columbians, crackheads... It's all the same. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Yea, I still own that shit, though; don't get it twisted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-4262412019944642305?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/4262412019944642305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=4262412019944642305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/4262412019944642305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/4262412019944642305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-have-been-thinking.html' title='I have been thinking....'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-8462801225452910378</id><published>2009-08-05T14:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T12:55:31.022-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back to you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sane vs insane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ignorant shit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eggs on faces'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ponderings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><title type='text'>Decoy: My Life on the DL</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;It's been a long time, I shouldn't have left you, without a decent post to skim through...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, these are some of things that happen when you waste your mental energy attracting bullshit activities and bastard tactics in lieu of attracting your happiness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very dear friend and I attended a networking/ happy hour, as alcohol is the tried and true social lubricant, and amidst the sitting in the corner talking to each other, she was introduced, by a host, to the man that gave me what I have been looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had already begun their conversation when I joined them. I had been politely chatting it up with an old acquaintance. Either way, I enter at the part where he was stating that most of the people at the event were young, had only been out of undergrad for a couple of years. Usually, when people reach a certain age they do not ask about one's profession. He was also telling us that he had not realized it, until he had gotten older, that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;sisters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; need to bag &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;brothers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; while they are still in college &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;that is the only place where you will have a concentration of black men that are about their business.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; As the women that concentrated  on their careers get older, its slim pickings and they end up bitter, since they decided to put it off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;We are like...ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Meanwhile, he is complaining about the party, waiting to leave so that he can go elsewhere. When it is time for my friend and I to leave, he tells us to write our names down so that he may 'facebook' us later. The next morning I see I have a friend request, I accept, and a little while letter I receive a message in my inbox. The correspondence lreads as follows: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;:  so hows married life lol?you didnt mention that last night whenI was discussing bagging a brother when young lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;me: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;no, i am not married, lol. in any way. it was something my friend and I did a while ago and she won't let me take it down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;him: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;ok send me your cell number if you like ....ciao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I sent my number, out of curiousity, since no man has ever "asked" for my number and ended with a ciao. At least not one that feigned interest in me.  Anyway, after a text test run, you know when people send you a text so you can have their number and upon your response to having received it they take that as a green light to communicate, I receive a text over the weekend asking me if I was free. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Wzup. Do you have a car? And are you free today like 2:30?....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;really?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Essentially,  he wanted to take me to the homo thug convention that was Joe and Chico DeBarge performing at Summerstage. He did not want to drive but he guessed he would since I did not have a vehicle. I opted out since I had to do something, like my nails. Later, he asks me if I wanted to see Anita Baker the next day. I said yes. After a delay in my train situation, he picks me up from the train station slightly annoyed. In the car he points out the place I need to watch my step when exiting because people tend to miss it and the dirt is hard to get out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;You know people, when they come to your house or get in your car don't respect your shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; I took note, just in case I needed to ever get back into his car again. Circling, looking for parking, he is so annoyed we can not even have a conversation, I suppose he was concentrating on not having the bitch fit we both knew he was capable of. We finally find a parking spot and he is complaining about the circumambulation the barricades require. I am already at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;wow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;. We reach the barricades and have to walk single file... he walks in front of me and does not check for me until we make it all the way into the park. Now that I think about it, there were men doing their jail workout in the playground area of the park...so, yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Either way, we found a spot to sit down, after moving three times, and he is annoyed because he can't see the stage. After a couple of minutes he gestures to these women in front of us and says &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; I think they're, ya know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Lesbians? I asked, he said yes. He then asked me about my experiences and I shared what was pertinent,  then I asked about him. He flipped. Outraged, he shifts his body language so that he has cut me off, and asks me if he looked like a person that experimented. I said no, because it was opposites day, for that moment. He then, after cooling down a bit, says &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;a man is usually not going to tell you right away if he has experimented. He'd probably wait a year or so to tell you something like that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Again, really?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Time passes, every ten minutes or so, he stands up and looks around for a good three minutes, my guess is to cruise. He sits back down to say that it may sound conceited but the woman that ends up with him forever is lucky. I asked why. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;She has more to benefit from the situation than I do. Women need stability and I have that. I envy her, actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Not to mention he said he was loyal, thats all he could reveal at the moment, I would see what he was talking about. Like I really want to participate in the anal wart fuckery of a down low man. Not to mention, I have not heard a man, that was interested in women, say and rationalize his masculinity the way he had. Saying he is not really emotional, would never back down from a fight, that as a man he does not need love, and women need that. And women need to be with one man but because he was a man he could be with 50,000 women. And the only time he touched me, at all, was to show me where to watch my step in his car. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I had to leave early and I did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;That's what I get for asking for stupid shit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-8462801225452910378?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/8462801225452910378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=8462801225452910378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/8462801225452910378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/8462801225452910378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2009/08/decoy-my-life-on-dl.html' title='Decoy: My Life on the DL'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-5432955181144594983</id><published>2009-07-14T09:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T10:30:03.280-04:00</updated><title type='text'>SMACK IT! FLIP IT! BUT PLEASE RUB IT DOWN!!</title><content type='html'>EVER WITNESS SOMETHING SO CRUEL AND HEARTBREAKING IT JUST DESTROYS YOUR SPIRIT INSTANTANEOUSLY? A TRAGEDY, A FATAL BLOW TO THE HUMAN PSYCHE? A "WHATTHEFUCK" MOMENT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO? WELL YOU'RE ABOUT TO HAVE ONE NOW!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO I'M RIDING THE A TRAIN THIS MORNING AROUND 4AM, (COUGHS)...EXCUSE ME I MEAN THE LOCAL A TRAIN.... AND THIS TALL BEAUTIFUL WOMAN GETS ON AT 14TH STREET/8TH AVENUE. SHE WAS WEARING A SHORT PURPLE DRESS REVEALING LONG MODEL-ESQUE LEGS,  ACCESSORIES ON POINT,HAIR ON POINT, FACE ON POINT, BODY ON POINT, SHE WAS JUST ONE OF THOSE ON POINT TYPE OF BISHES! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNTIL.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOOKED DOWN AND SHE HAD ON A POWERFUL PAIR OF FLIP FLOPS WITH THE MOST ASHIEST, CRUSTIEST, TORE UP FEET I HAVE SEEN...PROLLY MY WHOLE LIFE. IT WAS ONE OF THOSE PAUSE MOMENTS WHERE YOU CAN'T MOVE AND YOU JUST LOSE ALL TRAIN OF THOUGHT BECAUSE WHATEVER YOU WERE DISCUSSING OR THINKING PRIOR TO THAT JUST EVAPORATED INTO THIN AIR AND YOU CANT GET IT BACK WITHOUT SHOCK THERAPY OR HYPNOSIS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAS STUNNED, EMBARRASED, APPALLED, AND NAUSEAUS. I WANTED TO RUN OUT OF JURASSIC PARK, FAR AWAY FROM SKIDROW, BEYOND THIS NIGHTMARE OF A SIGHT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU CRAZY? HAVE YOU LOST YOUR DAMN MIND? I WANTED TO ASK HER THESE THINGS BUT MY MOUTH WOULDN'T OPEN, MY FACE WOULDN'T MOVE FROM LIFE'S AUTO-BOTOX INJECTION OF THE STANK FACE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WONT EXTEND THE VISUAL ANY LONGER BUT MY CLOSING ARGUMENT IS SIMPLY; PLEASE GOVERN YOUR FEET ACCORDINGLY AND WITH THE UPMOST RESPECT. BATHE THEM (FOR SOME, THIS MAY REQUIRE BOILING THEM IN HOLY WATER AND LYSOL), LOVE THEM (PEDICURES, ESPECIALLY IN THE SUMMER TIME), AND RUB THEM BAD BOYS DOWN WITH SOME LOTION (GET DEEP BETWEEN THE CRACKS AND THAT BACK HEEL). ITS DISRESPECTFUL TO YOURSELF AND THE GENERAL PUBLIC WHEN YOU DECEIVE US AND MAKE US BELIEVE YOU ARE ONE OF THE CROWS FROM THE WIZ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEOPLE TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF....AND EACH OTHER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE LOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLOLOLOLOL..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-5432955181144594983?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/5432955181144594983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=5432955181144594983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/5432955181144594983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/5432955181144594983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2009/07/smack-it-flip-it-but-please-rub-it-down.html' title='SMACK IT! FLIP IT! BUT PLEASE RUB IT DOWN!!'/><author><name>Quan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05827783835515185608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdRaQ7tKc-o/SaLPFOnhqMI/AAAAAAAAABE/ngK41RVgAjo/S220/n36405617_33122093_729%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-7827564089379990803</id><published>2009-07-14T09:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T09:45:19.410-04:00</updated><title type='text'>BITCH LOOK AT ME NOW!!!</title><content type='html'>GOT AN OLD EX THAT USED TO TREAT YOU LIKE SHIT? NEVER WANTED TO TAKE YOU OUT? ALWAYS TRIED TO PUT YOU DOWN? PEOPLE IN YOUR PAST ALWAYS TRYNA DESTROY YOUR POSITIVE OUTLOOK ON LIFE? DREAM KILLERS SURROUNDING YOU? THIS IS WHAT YOU TELL EM!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE SUMMER HATER ANTHEM FOR 2009!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NUzg8H8s8gE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NUzg8H8s8gE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go download your copy of the smash hit single “Bitch Look At Me Now” from Chrishan featuring Meech. Now available @ iTunes, Amazon, Napster, Emusic, Rhapsody, MTV.com, and many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now playing on MTV. Call and request on your local radio station!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-7827564089379990803?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/7827564089379990803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=7827564089379990803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/7827564089379990803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/7827564089379990803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2009/07/bitch-look-at-me-now.html' title='BITCH LOOK AT ME NOW!!!'/><author><name>Quan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05827783835515185608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdRaQ7tKc-o/SaLPFOnhqMI/AAAAAAAAABE/ngK41RVgAjo/S220/n36405617_33122093_729%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-7245921295608903695</id><published>2009-06-16T22:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T23:19:02.334-04:00</updated><title type='text'>DEGRASSI HIGH GOES HOOD.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-uKSeyYFGRo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-uKSeyYFGRo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAMILIAR FACE BUT WITH A NEW GIG, HIP HOP NEWCOMER DRAKE A.K.A. AUBREY GRAHAM, MAKES A BUZZ WITH HIS HIT SINGLE " BEST I'VE EVER HAD". STAY TUNED AND TAKE NOTE...I THINK DRAKE MIGHT BE STICKING AROUND...RAPPERS MIGHT WANNA STEP THEIR GAME WAY UP!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BELOW IS ONE OF MY FAV JOINTS " BRAND NEW" - DRAKE &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ggHJwJ-KpF0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ggHJwJ-KpF0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WATCHUTHINK?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-7245921295608903695?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/7245921295608903695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=7245921295608903695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/7245921295608903695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/7245921295608903695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2009/06/degrassi-high-goes-hood.html' title='DEGRASSI HIGH GOES HOOD.....'/><author><name>Quan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05827783835515185608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdRaQ7tKc-o/SaLPFOnhqMI/AAAAAAAAABE/ngK41RVgAjo/S220/n36405617_33122093_729%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-3410598758411133430</id><published>2009-05-29T11:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T11:32:29.707-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back to you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sane vs insane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='911 is a joke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eggs on faces'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><title type='text'>Get Your Mouth Away from My DICK</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNDM2MTEwOTk3ODEmcHQ9MTI*MzYxMTEwNDY*MCZwPTE5ODY4MSZkPXdrNXh1Y25wNGsmZz*yJnQ9Jm89YTc4ZGM4M2ZlYTBkNGZiYjhjNWNhOTE1MDhjZjFhMDAmb2Y9MA==.gif" /&gt;&lt;object name="kaltura_player_1243611102" id="kaltura_player_1243611102" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowScriptAccess="always" allowNetworking="all" allowFullScreen="true" height="350" width="425" data="http://www.kaltura.com/index.php/kwidget/wid/241fwoastg/uiconf_id/66102"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 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from &lt;a href="http://www.funnyordie.com/katharine_mcphee"&gt;Katharine McPhee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, I need Black people to do a lot better. I would extrapolate but I do not want to offend. If you see my issue...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-6848467053756295272?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/6848467053756295272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=6848467053756295272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/6848467053756295272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/6848467053756295272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-rainy-friday.html' title='Happy Rainy Friday'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-262308015040294315</id><published>2009-05-12T11:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T11:19:20.998-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear of a black planet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God body'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ponderings'/><title type='text'>TreZure the Empress</title><content type='html'>http://www.thisisrealmusic.com/articles/40509/trezure_the_empress.php&lt;a href="http://www.thisisrealmusic.com/articles/40509/trezure_the_empress.php"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src='http://www.thisisrealmusic.com/mediaplayerx.swf' height='224' width='300' allowscriptaccess='always' allowfullscreen='true' flashvars='skin=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.thisisrealmusic.com%2Fskins%2F4.0%2Fimages%2Fmodieus.swf&amp;image=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.thisisrealmusic.com%2Farticles%2F40509%2Fmedia%2Fimages%2Ftrezure_the_empress-300.jpg&amp;controlbar=over&amp;file=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.thisisrealmusic.com%2Farticles%2F40509%2Fmedia%2Fvideo%2Ftrezureint.flv&amp;volume=30&amp;plugins=viral-1d'/&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-262308015040294315?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/262308015040294315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=262308015040294315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/262308015040294315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/262308015040294315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2009/05/trezure-empress.html' title='TreZure the Empress'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-3599830003132467816</id><published>2009-05-08T13:23:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T14:11:12.694-04:00</updated><title type='text'>NIKE AIR "YEEZY" .....SON!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://sneakernews.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/air-yeezy-new-images-04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 570px; height: 410px;" src="http://sneakernews.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/air-yeezy-new-images-04.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last week, Kanye West made another contribution to the world of Fashion with the release of his highly anticipated Nike Air Yeezy Sneaker. If you're familiar with Kanye West, then you can already expect unique innovations with Super Swag and Hella Charm. I was witness to the dozens of young aspiring swaggers who lined up in front of SELECTED stores to cop the " Freshest shit to come out all year" according to many. Correction! I have witnessed dozens of young aspiring swaggers who lined up in front of SELECTED stores 3 days prior to the Annual sale date (YES...I KNOW it's just sneakers right?). I dig the fact that people want to stay fashionable but I dont understand how many people (especially young black men) who are on these lines can get up early to cop a new pair of Kanye West Sneakers but wont get up early to go get a job or go to school? Why do we aspire to be like the ones on TV but dont want to put in the work like they do? Are we Ego-Tripping ( I can look like that dude without even putting in the work becuz i'm that fly) C'mon!!! I just dont understand the idea of copping a new pair of Kanye West Sneakers but you don't have money to buy a weekly metrocard to go out and look for a job? (Even tho you are the shit to all the other jobless, broke, aint got shit goin on people in your hood). Lemme check myself!! Am i goin off for no reason at all? Am I caring about something that I really should just turn the other cheek to? Am I totally tripping? NOPE!! Because of the fact that I have young neices and nephews who I dont want to grow up and think That they need to be validated by people in their environments who are trying to create a standard of living in the hood where you dont have to work hard for anything but just act like you "got it like that".....Fantasy vs Reality? You pick and choose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE NIKE AIR YEEZY: "NEW SCHOOL OF COMFORT" ...LOL YEAH OK!! MY FEET MAY FEEL AND LOOK AMAZING BUT MY POCKETS LOOK REAL SHADY!! HOW COMFORTABLE IS THAT?? ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. THIS IS NOT A KNOCK AT KANYE WEST, I RESPECT AND ENJOY HIS MUSIC AND ARTISTRY VERY MUCH. THIS IS HOWEVER A KNOCK AT THOSE PEOPLE WHO WAKE UP EVERYDAY AND HIDE BEHIND THE BIGGER PICTURE OF SOMEONE ELSE'S LIFE AND ACCOMPLISHMENTS WITHOUT EVER MAKING AN EFFORT TO ACHIEVE THEIR OWN "BIGGER PICTURE" AND ACCOMPLISHMENTS. ALSO, TO THE PARENTS PURCHASING OR GIVING THEIR CHILDREN(YOUNG MINORITES WHO ARE NOT GOING TO SCHOOL, NOT DOING THE THINGS THAT CHILDREN ARE SUPPOSED TO BE DOING)MONEY TO GO AND COP THESE LUXARY ITEMS, REWARDING THEIR CHILDREN INSTEAD OF REINFORCING DISCIPLINE AND A STRICT CODE OF SELF RESPECT, YOU ARE CONTRIBUTING TO THE CURSE. I BELIEVE THERE IS A PURPOSE FOR EVERYONE!! HOW FAR CAN YOU GET BY TRYING TO WALK IN SOMEBODY ELSE'S SHOES?? GET UP, GET OUT, AND GET SOMETHING!! JUST KNOW THAT KANYE DID...AND YES!!! YOU'RE WEARING IT LOLOL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" RELAX AND TAKE NOTE" - BIGGIE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more info keep reading below!! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nike Sportswear and Grammy award winning recording artist Kanye West present the highly anticipated Nike Air Yeezy sneaker in Spring 2009.The shoe, which takes West’s nickname Yeezy, draws upon the innovations from Nike’s rich sporting history and fuses them with original lines, materials, and design elements that reflect West’s unique style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Air Yeezy was developed from a strong relationship between West and Nike. Partnering with Nike Creative Director, Mark Smith, Kanye was taken through the product creation process, the same way athletes have with Nike Design for the past 37 years. This creative partnership of Smith and West’s talents as designers yielded a unique Nike Sportswear sneaker worth the wait. “Kanye is a truly creative talent,” said Smith. “He’s a natural designer-partnerships like this always enhance the creative experience and the end product.” West agrees that the partnership with Nike has been exciting. “Nike is such an important brand to me,” said West. “Whether you are on the court, in the street, in the club, at school, Nike represents excellence, the standard in design. Growing up, we looked forward to the release of new Nike’s the way we would an album by our favorite artist. So the opportunity to collaborate on a design with Mark Smith and Nike Design has been a dream come true, and a great experience.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the start, West and Nike’s shared vision was clear: to create a modern classic. An original Nike footwear style, that reflects elements of Nike’s sporting past, and remixes them with Nike innovation to deliver a unique shoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The creative process of the Air Yeezy began with the discussion around ideas and inspirations. The shoe began to take shape through a series of drawings and samples, each pulling inspiration and reference from some of Nike’s iconic innovations and rich design history, across both Basketball and Sportswear styles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A careful balance was sought, each time new elements were added, with existing elements being taken away - a design process Smith refers to as “reductionism”. “Nike shoes need to function and always be innovative,” said Smith. “So the first thing we did was to make sure the design process that Kanye and Nike Design went through, mirrored that of our athletes.” “I’ve been designing Nike’s in my sketch pad since the fourth grade,” said West. “So to say I’ve been prepared for this would be an understatement. The really fun and challenging part for me was learning about Nike’s design process, learning more about fabrics and functions and colorways, and all of the details that go into designing a shoe of this quality.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following the fabled tradition of Nike’s design process, West and Smith went through a series of one-on-one design sessions. At Nike the ultimate test is one of performance, where the design meets the athlete’s movements. “Kanye could wear and perform in these shoes and really identify how we could make the shoes perform better.” Supplanting center court with center stage, West provided critical feedback on how the shoe performed throughout the course of his 2-3 hour performance sets, where the first prototypes of the Nike Air Yeezy were seen outside of Nike’s World Headquarters in Beaverton, OR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE NIKE AIR YEEZY: NEW SCHOOL OF COMFORT.&lt;br /&gt;Born from Kanye West’s creative passion, built with Nike design and performance innovation, The Air Yeezy was fine-tuned on stages around the globe, challenging convention by remixing the past to create something uniquely new, as only Nike Sportswear can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;West is known for his non-stop energy both on the stage and off so the Air Yeezy had to support and sustain West from start to finish. An almost obsessive focus was put on delivering supreme comfort throughout the development of the shoe. Equipped with debossed ankle collar pods for added support and protection, extra-thick sock liners, a forefoot support strap, original functional tension lace loops, and Phylon tooling taken from the 1987 Nike Air Assault for added performance and comfort-all developed and integrated with one goal in mind: to keep Kanye on lock down in cushioned comfort during his performances during his many notoriously strenuous artistic live performances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These performance attributes have been meticulously wrapped in premium full grain leather uppers and adorned with original design details that are uniquely Kanye and identifiably Nike. The remastered Nike Air Assault outsole is treated to glow-in-the-dark properties and will illuminate when the light is low. The forefoot support strap is premium grade patent leather and is of no-stitch construction. Clean seams are used throughout except for a premium suede toe wrap feature with visible stitch detail. Emblazoned across the Air Yeezy is an exclusive “Y” repeat pattern, as either a debossed or lasered detail, which takes inspiration from the Jordan brands iconic Elephant print material. This graphic treatment was developed by West and Smith to pay tribute not only to the name of the shoe and it’s co-creator, but also to the various moments in history that spurred West’s initial inspiration for the Nike Air Yeezy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Nike Air Yeezy will release in Spring 2009. Three colorways will be available. The first in April 2009 will be the Zen Grey/LT Charcoal color way, followed this will be followed in May by a Black/ Black version, and in June with the final Net/Net color way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-3599830003132467816?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/3599830003132467816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=3599830003132467816' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/3599830003132467816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/3599830003132467816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2009/05/nike-air-yeezy-son.html' title='NIKE AIR &quot;YEEZY&quot; .....SON!!!'/><author><name>Quan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05827783835515185608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdRaQ7tKc-o/SaLPFOnhqMI/AAAAAAAAABE/ngK41RVgAjo/S220/n36405617_33122093_729%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-4427533191232698101</id><published>2009-05-08T13:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T13:23:01.400-04:00</updated><title type='text'>DE-STRESSED JEANS!!! RUGGED AND SEXY?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://graphics8.nytimes.com/images/blogs/themoment/posts/0402jeans.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 490px; height: 295px;" src="http://graphics8.nytimes.com/images/blogs/themoment/posts/0402jeans.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE FAD OF 2009!!DE-STRESSED JEANS!! I DIG IT......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER, I PREFER TO SPEND $20 AT A VINTAGE SHOP CREATING MY OWN INTERPRETATION OF THE $150-$170 JEANS SHOWN ABOVE (CAN BE FOUND AT TOPSHOP AND MADEWELL (SOHO,NYC) )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-4427533191232698101?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/4427533191232698101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=4427533191232698101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/4427533191232698101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/4427533191232698101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2009/05/de-stressed-jeans-rugged-and-sexy.html' title='DE-STRESSED JEANS!!! RUGGED AND SEXY?'/><author><name>Quan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05827783835515185608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdRaQ7tKc-o/SaLPFOnhqMI/AAAAAAAAABE/ngK41RVgAjo/S220/n36405617_33122093_729%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-7807579481123837024</id><published>2009-04-29T14:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T14:54:38.600-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back to you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God body'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ponderings'/><title type='text'>I have been thinking//formulating</title><content type='html'>As of late, I have been exposed to relationships that exist and function outside the realms of the average. This is not a description of dysfunction as much as it is a nod to the observation that relationships, of any type, are tailor-made and should be a personal fit to the individuals that are compatible enough to work as a unit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that being said, I have been drawing conclusions about dating, courtship and commitment. In the never ending occupation of examining my life and decisions in a timely manner, these are what I know to suit where I am now. According to my close friend, last night, the idea I am about to propose is something that does not normally exist and is of a futuristic, sophisticated nature. I do not agree. However, I think the only time sexual relationships are honest is when they are of an illicit nature, involving cheating. Because the preoccupation of at least one of the parties in a committed relationship, these circumstances facilitate open and clear discourse about the nature and progression, or lack thereof. I think this honesty should exist in relationships that are not illicit. I do think it is of interest to have a close, sexual relationship, meaning one in which the state of each's emotions and expectations are laid out in the beginning and revisited as necessary. This does not necessarily mean, full disclosure, in fact it does not mean that or becoming best friends. It only allows for each person to maintain the individual goals in the other aspects of their respective lives while sharing their bed and some of their time with a partner. In any case, I think this would prevent a lot of feelings from getting hurt due to the initial standards and conduct, allowing for the progression of intimacy or clean dissolution. Doing or not doing something to not hurt the other party does nothing but create a stifling discomfort and suffering on both parts. Keep it real with yourself and you can keep it real with your sexual partner/ girlfriend/ boyfriend/ best friend/ whatever.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Due to the external pressure and standards, of being single, married, and child-bearing and feeling a certain way if you see that you are not reaching the deadline you set at 16 or even 21, I think a lot of people fall into a trap of insecurity which uses the association of a relationship as a indicator of well-rounded success. Too many unnecessary compromises are made, comfort is sacrificed and we are swept up in a tidal of frantic decision making. I am a big fan of moving slowly, if both parties are working on their adulthood and have a mutual respect for each other to communicate about placement and priorities. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is possible. It is a clean and rational way to deal with the interpersonal intimacy of physical relationships, with people that you are not just trying to fuck, of course. That is a different story altogether. And above all else, do not settle for just fucking someone you have feelings for just to maintain intimacy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This requires that all personal motives and feelings be fully addressed and resolved before involving another person in your fuckery. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-7807579481123837024?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/7807579481123837024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=7807579481123837024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/7807579481123837024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/7807579481123837024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-have-been-thinkingformulating.html' title='I have been thinking//formulating'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-946170918735237015</id><published>2009-04-23T14:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:45:10.876-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back to you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we in the house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear of a black planet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God body'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance parties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='porn'/><title type='text'>ABUNDANCE</title><content type='html'>I recently went to visit my brother on the West Coast. He told me about the second album by PPP (formerly Platinum Pied Pipers, titled, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Abundance&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make a long story short, PPP comprises of two producers, and the featured albums has their tracks, cohesively, and and ensemble set of singers to be found throughout the album. Coultrain, Karma Stewart, and Jamila Reagan, with one song with Neco Redd on vocals. A dance party that encompasses American black music, so not just one of the default genres, but a natural progression of music, using basic structural ideas appropriated to create a fresh sound without seemingly trying. I would also like to note that the lyrical content, as it is hard to hear and understand every word, due to the layered vocal arrangements, is of an intelligent quality. The ideas of love and relationships, the good and bad, and personal motivation, are present throughout the album but new language adds a much needed dimension to the rigmarole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Triple P, the debut from the then-Platinum Pied Pipers (now just PPP), was a deserved recipient of glowing reviews and dropped jaws throughout independent music media. Refining if not revolutionizing modern soul, Triple P announced a new player in 2005. In 2009 the player is established and Abundance announces a new game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something inherently carefree about this album. It’s unfortunate to realise, but what sets Abundance apart from so many modern releases is that it is obviously the result of a deep musical passion and a delight in musical experimentation. Wajeed and Saadiq stick to the decidedly Detroit formula of big drums and dirty synths, but manage to give the motor city’s model a new chassis to handle the now even stronger bumps. Alongside the rejuvenated production is PPP’s refined vocal lineup: Previously a mash up of all Detroit had to offer, the vocal responsibilities now lie with the smoky tones of Coultrain, the soul of Karma Stewart and the sugar of Jamila Raegan. With the smaller cast, Abundance is as cohesive as any producer-based album could hope to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abundance breaks the boundaries of R&amp;B and is far too much fun to be labeled neo-soul. Sitting happily in it’s own genre, Abundance is an album many will be compared to in years to come."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.grounduphiphop.com/2009/02/26/ppp-abundance/"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zlG8rfEfIFs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zlG8rfEfIFs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CQ-2-fcVnmo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CQ-2-fcVnmo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-946170918735237015?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/946170918735237015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=946170918735237015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/946170918735237015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/946170918735237015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2009/04/abundance.html' title='ABUNDANCE'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-3449277122731049661</id><published>2009-04-20T11:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T11:33:39.932-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back to you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ignorant shit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God body'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drugs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='porn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sipping and smoking'/><title type='text'>Cliche Anyone?</title><content type='html'>Happy Holiday for all of us that need things to celebrate, no matter how minute. DO not get me wrong I am on of those people. If you are a chronic (pun intended) participant, like myself, I am sure you do not a need a date to get closer to Jah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is that pep to get you through the work day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fAUJmXTLiIo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fAUJmXTLiIo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3ZJk-y9WN0s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3ZJk-y9WN0s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="460" height="390"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/pl/IpTBrGgGtu/aus=false/pv=2/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/pl/IpTBrGgGtu/aus=false/pv=2/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="460" height="390" allowFullScreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="245"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/ejGjLphEgm/aus=false/pv=2"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/ejGjLphEgm/aus=false/pv=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="245" allowFullScreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/rnbvideos/video/Dfs-rpQZ/dangelo-brown-sugar/"&gt;Brown Sugar - DAngelo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a few of the many...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-3449277122731049661?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/3449277122731049661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=3449277122731049661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/3449277122731049661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/3449277122731049661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2009/04/cliche-anyone.html' title='Cliche Anyone?'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-8141745147839364801</id><published>2009-03-17T10:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T17:34:40.300-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we in the house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear of a black planet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God body'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='porn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><title type='text'>I get up Early</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/w-oI40CL0Pg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/w-oI40CL0Pg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is TreZure the Empress performing at Public Assembly for Forever Fresh 5. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, live, this is my favourite part of her set because she is speaking to women like me. Caught up in the individual vs. subscription to partnership, sweet and mean as I ever wanted to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going from looking for someone to hold my right side, in the morning, because I work hard and I love crazy to establishing that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My man don't need no sugar in his coffee. He likes me mean. &lt;br /&gt;He needs his mean old black woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I am good and ready, I will need him too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-8141745147839364801?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/8141745147839364801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=8141745147839364801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/8141745147839364801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/8141745147839364801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-get-up-early.html' title='I get up Early'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-6089321876256224727</id><published>2009-03-12T07:32:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T08:11:48.391-04:00</updated><title type='text'>C'mon are you fucking serious? ...Like Fa'real?</title><content type='html'>LORD JESUS PLEASE TAKE ME HIGHER!!! I CAN'T!!!....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOO....I WAS CLEANING OUT MY INBOX AND CAME ACROSS AN EMAIL I RECIEVED ON MY BIRTHDAY FROM A FORMER CLASSMATE THAT MADE ME WANT TO TAKE A CAB TO HER BOROUGH AND SLAP HER. PARDON ME, BUT BITCH I'M ALMOST A QUARTER AND YOU SENT ME A BEAUTIFUL EMAIL AND FUCKED IT ALL UP AT THE END BY PUTTING " SINCERELY, ALEXUS A.K.A. LITTLE LEXI A.K.A. LEX BOOGIE" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE F**k!!....(INHALE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BITCH!! ARE YOU INSANE? YOU'RE OLDER THAN ME AND YOU'RE STILL INCORPORATING THE OLD SCHOOL ELEMENTARY THROWBACK "A.K.A." REFERENCE. I MEAN, WHO THE HELL DOES THAT. YOU WERE BORN IN THE EARLY 80'S AND YOU'RE SENDING ME EMAILS LIKE YOU JUST GOT OFF THE GOTDAMN MAGIC SCHOOL BUS (BY THE WAY TELL KISHA I SAID HEY WHEN YOU SEE HER..SHE'S MY FAV) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DONT GET IT. I MEAN AM I JUST OVERDOSING ON MY GROWN MAN SWAGG THAT THIS BEHAVIOR IS JUST UNBEARABLY UN-FUCKIN-REAL TO ME? OR DOES "ALEXUS" NEED TO TURN IN HER "GOOSEBUMPS" SCHOOL BOOKS AND STEP HER GAME UP? BY THE WAY THIS IS COMING FROM SOMEONE WHO WORKS A CORPORATE 9-6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE TELL ME IF I'M WRONG? ANYONE WHO KNOWS ME UNDERSTANDS WHY I FIND THIS TO BE RATHER RIDIC! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS FOR READING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. THE FACT THAT IM WRITING THIS MAKES MY PALM ITCH!! AND PLEASE DON'T ACT LIKE YOU'VE NEVER HAD THE " SLAP A BITCH ITCH" ...ITS ACTUALLY VERY THERAPEUTIC IF I MUST SAY SO MYSELF.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-6089321876256224727?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/6089321876256224727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=6089321876256224727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/6089321876256224727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/6089321876256224727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2009/03/cmon-are-you-fucking-serious-like.html' title='C&apos;mon are you fucking serious? ...Like Fa&apos;real?'/><author><name>Quan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05827783835515185608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdRaQ7tKc-o/SaLPFOnhqMI/AAAAAAAAABE/ngK41RVgAjo/S220/n36405617_33122093_729%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-7355107609631419252</id><published>2009-03-12T07:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T07:30:49.156-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Face 2 Face Vs. Myspace??</title><content type='html'>Soooo True!! After viewing this please refer to my previous blog " Me, YOu and your sidekick" .....whats your point of view? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cx0zNEccRIw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cx0zNEccRIw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-7355107609631419252?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/7355107609631419252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=7355107609631419252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/7355107609631419252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/7355107609631419252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2009/03/face-2-face-vs-myspace.html' title='Face 2 Face Vs. Myspace??'/><author><name>Quan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05827783835515185608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdRaQ7tKc-o/SaLPFOnhqMI/AAAAAAAAABE/ngK41RVgAjo/S220/n36405617_33122093_729%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-1037350416071550536</id><published>2009-03-09T14:11:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T14:45:39.149-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear of a black planet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God body'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='911 is a joke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ponderings'/><title type='text'>Fat, Black and Ugly as ever, however</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SbVcUHYnTSI/AAAAAAAAAUc/LcQ-W7ubumE/s1600-h/biggie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 116px; height: 128px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SbVcUHYnTSI/AAAAAAAAAUc/LcQ-W7ubumE/s400/biggie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311252836202794274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stayed Coogi down to the socks...&lt;br /&gt;and I am not sure if this is still too soon, but I will always feel it's time to get paid, blow up like the (see above).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, when I heard Biggie was killed, I was in church. At this time, I was in seventh grade, we did not listen to secular music in the morning, my mother was not having it. Since the shooting occurred in &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;la madrugada&lt;/span&gt; it was very easy to not hear about immediately. My peers in my church class, as we were divided by age groups, were talking about his death, and of course linking it with TuPac, the whole time we were in Sunday class, and not doing a Bible role play. I merely wrote them off as being misinformed, because EVERYONE else was wrong. Exactly. At the end of church, on the way home, we were allowed to listen to the radio station we preferred which was Hot 97, where we found out that what I had been hearing that day was in fact true. Biggie was shot and DOA in Los Angeles, California.&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;The fucked up thing about that was, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Mo' Money, Mo' Problems&lt;/span&gt; was the single after, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Hypnotize&lt;/span&gt;. Diddy, in his verse on &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Mo' Money&lt;/span&gt; states &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;mess around with DOA be on your way&lt;/span&gt;. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was hurt. I think I am still hurt. I remember one time Biggie stopped by HOT 97 on his way back to New Jersey and shouted out Faith, Chyna and CJ, saying he had to get medicine for Chyna because she was sick. I also remember hearing him talk about his next album, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Life After Death&lt;/span&gt;, and how he was not in the same frame of mind as &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Ready to Die&lt;/span&gt;, he actually wanted to live and this album would show his life on the other side. He was saying that the album was almost finished how excited he and focused he was. I remember it like it was not TWELVE YEARS ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To this day he is the only rapper, and one of the few musical artists to put out a classic double album. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the nicest MC, niggas know the steelo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SbVimjgjisI/AAAAAAAAAUk/Vok9wHONXlI/s1600-h/ice_cubes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SbVimjgjisI/AAAAAAAAAUk/Vok9wHONXlI/s400/ice_cubes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311259750059707074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-1037350416071550536?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/1037350416071550536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=1037350416071550536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/1037350416071550536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/1037350416071550536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2009/03/fat-black-and-ugly-as-ever-however.html' title='Fat, Black and Ugly as ever, however'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SbVcUHYnTSI/AAAAAAAAAUc/LcQ-W7ubumE/s72-c/biggie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-2637883776775479467</id><published>2009-03-04T11:42:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T14:43:56.954-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back to you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sane vs insane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='911 is a joke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eggs on faces'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ponderings'/><title type='text'>Rule Number 7</title><content type='html'>Money and blood don't mix like two dicks and no bitch, find yourself in serious shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is important to establish the rules and parameters in any relationship. What can be seen as weakness and naivete could easily be a quarry of ruthless demeanor and cut throat attitude, especially when the more outwardly astute uses this misinformation as a tool of manipulation or, simply, bullyfooting. What can be seen as a friendly meeting with no documentation can turn into you be being pushed out with no evidence of your participation and relevance. In turn, not only losing what you firmly believed in, but potentially damaging a long standing relationship with people you thought you knew. Only to realize they never respected you enough to take you seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without a tight infrastructure and delegation of responsibility, consider personal and business relationships null and void. No parameters, means no code of conduct, meaning everybody is wrong and no one is right, but someone will always win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See: Ten Crack Commandments&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-2637883776775479467?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/2637883776775479467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=2637883776775479467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/2637883776775479467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/2637883776775479467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2009/03/rule-number-7.html' title='Rule Number 7'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-7400920076469652812</id><published>2009-02-26T14:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T16:00:51.704-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back to you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sane vs insane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear of a black planet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ignorant shit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God body'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><title type='text'>Potential = Imagination</title><content type='html'>potential: possible, as opposed to actual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the very first definition, according to &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/potential"&gt;www.dictionary.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stemming from a conversation I was having with a co worker; in the context of romantic relationships, knowing when to let go, knowing how and why one has to be secure in an unconventional relationship, and the place of the well intentioned other party, the word potential came up. To which I responded by saying that if you say that someone has potential, it means that you are creative and imaginative enough to envision their achievements and actions if they developed the way you have projected. Mentally molding the person while biding time until they reach your satisfaction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not to say that potential is not real and that people that exhibit promise do not fulfill. What I am saying is that potential should be no one's saving grace. People do what they want to do, point blank, what they can do is not for you to decide.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-7400920076469652812?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/7400920076469652812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=7400920076469652812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/7400920076469652812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/7400920076469652812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2009/02/potential-imagination.html' title='Potential = Imagination'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-2723780129755279936</id><published>2009-02-24T15:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T12:42:24.889-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back to you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sane vs insane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear of a black planet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ignorant shit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ponderings'/><title type='text'>Be or Not</title><content type='html'>In the never ending attempt to simplify, I am grappling with whether or not things can be black or white, and whether a grey area is, in fact, healthy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things only seem to be complicated when; there is too much going on and nothing is done, the fear of hurting feelings, or just the straight up fear of making decisions because, logically, to not choose, means you get it all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, not at all. Not never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, maybe for a little bit. But, not without the confusion that could have been spared if the road seemingly less comfortable was just taken in the first place. We are not characters in novels, or semi-autobiographical pieces on one dimensional heroic figures, we are human beings, we have feelings, and consciouses, and balls that can not seem to descend at times when personal preferences versus social obligations are concerned. Shit hurts, it is tiresome, it gets overwhelming, my only responsibility to this shit is to decide what my next steps are and work towards that, besides communicating with parties involved, if necessary. I am not trying to get through it, I'm is or I'm ain't. Point blank. To try means that any effort is worth value because you are supposed to be acknowledged for trying, while your failure is ignored. Decidedly harsh, but as I have grown older, I need some pillars upon which to measure the value of my existence and time amongst those living in the grey areas, trying to sort out their bullshit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am either doing, or I am sleeping. You have my time and respect or you do not. No more complicated relationships with acquaintances based on present company. I can or I will not. Simple. Black and white. I allow my humanity to mar the flawless nature of my beliefs, and I am good with that, so I know where I need to reconcile. As for others, I am no judge of the quality of someone else's life. I am too selfish for that. Rather, I will discern what the relationship needs to be upon interaction. I can no longer run for shelter in the complacency of my position in this world, I make my decisions, I live with them, black or white, usually right, because I am rational, but if wrong, that is the meal I will eat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I am in a relationship with myself, and have no time for interference.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-2723780129755279936?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/2723780129755279936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=2723780129755279936' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/2723780129755279936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/2723780129755279936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2009/02/in-never-ending-attempt-to-simplify-i.html' title='Be or Not'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-3052865813451435711</id><published>2009-02-23T17:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T17:31:56.189-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Open that Chest and</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;TreZure the Empress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Google Alerts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another noteworthy act of the evening was TreZure The Empress. Her band exudes the sounds of Chaka Khan, Fela Kuti, Lauryn Hill, with a little bit of ska flavor. With an onstage personality of Sharon Jones, and a nightingale voice, TreZure’s voice was soft enough to lull you to sleep, but brilliant enough to move crowds. Scampering around the stage, in her Motown-diva little black dress, and owning the stage as her band members stayed stationary in their places, TreZure electrified the audience with her dramatic effect, and whole body performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;source: &lt;a href="http://beyondrace.com/reviews/concerts/1028-the-aquarian-inauguration-celebration-southpaw"&gt;http://beyondrace.com/reviews/concerts/1028-the-aquarian-inauguration-celebration-southpaw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew Murda could feel so good....&lt;br /&gt;Cavalier featuring TreZure the Empress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5COHb4ldDZg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5COHb4ldDZg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let Me Go... (if only you knew where this song started)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JrfVQLAi9Uk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JrfVQLAi9Uk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-3052865813451435711?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/3052865813451435711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=3052865813451435711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/3052865813451435711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/3052865813451435711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2009/02/just-open-that-chest-and.html' title='Just Open that Chest and'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-5220474937429981283</id><published>2009-02-18T17:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T16:11:25.140-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we in the house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God body'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='porn'/><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SZyWHzflL_I/AAAAAAAAATE/ZhqaSgGffUc/s1600-h/_11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 340px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SZyWHzflL_I/AAAAAAAAATE/ZhqaSgGffUc/s400/_11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304279521961521138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SZyV87vJ_3I/AAAAAAAAAS8/3sPkdfs8kg8/s1600-h/_7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SZyV87vJ_3I/AAAAAAAAAS8/3sPkdfs8kg8/s400/_7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304279335195770738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SZyVwaEMA6I/AAAAAAAAAS0/VPHqziaIBD4/s1600-h/_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SZyVwaEMA6I/AAAAAAAAAS0/VPHqziaIBD4/s400/_4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304279119998747554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to the fashion show for this line tonight. &lt;br /&gt;I will update for my opinion of the clothing and occurrences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;picture source:&lt;a href="http://www.highsnobette.com/news/2008/09/12/untitled-1111-ss-09-simply-fa-bu-lous/"&gt;http://www.highsnobette.com/news/2008/09/12/untitled-1111-ss-09-simply-fa-bu-lous/ &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a link to their &lt;a href="http://www.untitled1111.com/the_blog/the_blog.html"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a link to their website: &lt;a href="http://www.untitled1111.com/home.html"&gt;Untitled 11:11&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Update&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a link to the show... I do not own a digital camera so I had to pull them here.  &lt;a href="http://www.heralddeparis.com/untitled-1111-a-breathtaking-fall09-line-nyfw/24422"&gt;Herald de Paris&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are some of my faves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SZ8cH9LcrVI/AAAAAAAAATM/00jlmIeJdc0/s1600-h/p1020389.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SZ8cH9LcrVI/AAAAAAAAATM/00jlmIeJdc0/s400/p1020389.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304989809072975186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SZ8cZqTG-DI/AAAAAAAAATU/QCgLtuo5DQI/s1600-h/untitled1111.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 342px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SZ8cZqTG-DI/AAAAAAAAATU/QCgLtuo5DQI/s400/untitled1111.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304990113242478642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-5220474937429981283?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/5220474937429981283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=5220474937429981283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/5220474937429981283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/5220474937429981283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2009/02/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SZyWHzflL_I/AAAAAAAAATE/ZhqaSgGffUc/s72-c/_11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-3009593016554434871</id><published>2009-02-14T16:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T18:15:34.100-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back to you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we in the house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God body'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drugs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance parties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day!</title><content type='html'>This is one of the most brilliant songs I have heard, I think ever.&lt;br /&gt;The lyrics are fantastic and smart and its just great. Even if you aren't on that love shit. You can't knock the hustle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, its on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The track is called Vertigo on Cloud 9:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zshare.net/audio/55542667e089876f/"&gt;http://www.zshare.net/audio/55542667e089876f/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His name is Gordon Voidwell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="www.myspace.com/gordonvoidwell"&gt;www.myspace.com/gordonvoidwell&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-3009593016554434871?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/3009593016554434871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=3009593016554434871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/3009593016554434871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/3009593016554434871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-1030090338412155011</id><published>2009-02-09T17:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T17:32:40.282-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Convivial Gentry Presents</title><content type='html'>&lt;a 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-6237597348065140169</id><published>2009-02-03T16:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T17:05:03.259-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sane vs insane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ignorant shit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ponderings'/><title type='text'>All I can Say is...</title><content type='html'>Fuck a 9-5 cuz a nigga tired of slaving...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="320"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ihiphop.com/hhc_vidplayer.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="xmlfeed=http://www.ihiphop.com/TVPlayer/video_xml.hhc?officialMiniVideoId=2799" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;embed 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Month'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-2216031254840948763</id><published>2009-02-03T12:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T12:17:37.545-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back to you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sane vs insane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eggs on faces'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ponderings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='public enemy'/><title type='text'>In the Spirit of Self Preservation...</title><content type='html'>I wonder why I volley between loving people and getting on my own nerves for thinking I love people so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People, is a general term for my desire to be out and amongst the jovial masses, but at the end of the day, if there is nothing really to celebrate but a week that has gone by, then it would seem that we all were pretty lonely and desperate looking for a crowded room in our likeness. Lonely and desperate are not used in the sense that we are out searching for sex or someone to love. Rather, I say it to mean that, in struggling for a rhyme and reason to this life, what the purpose/ objective, personal goals, and hardships, and the desire to be important to someone/ enough people to make it seem worth it, we run to the public to embrace us, only to realize we have jumped into the looking glass, hoping shards of it did not puncture too deeply.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-2216031254840948763?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/2216031254840948763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=2216031254840948763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/2216031254840948763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/2216031254840948763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2009/02/in-spirit-of-self-preservation.html' title='In the Spirit of Self Preservation...'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-6776405613115105086</id><published>2009-01-29T17:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T12:10:35.048-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God body'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><title type='text'>Ruud van Empel</title><content type='html'>On January 29 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. the third solo exhibition of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ruud&lt;/span&gt; van &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Empel&lt;/span&gt; opens at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Stux&lt;/span&gt; Gallery in New York. There his new series titled Dawn and Souvenir can be seen for the first time. Also some new works from his former series World, Moon and Venus will be in this exhibition. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Stux&lt;/span&gt; Gallery, 530 West 25&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; street New York NY 10001&lt;br /&gt;January 29 - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;February&lt;/span&gt; 29, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIrGVv2ZkI/AAAAAAAAASc/MVT7biZibCA/s1600-h/World30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296843499658176066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 350px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIrGVv2ZkI/AAAAAAAAASc/MVT7biZibCA/s400/World30.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read more about this at: &lt;a href="http://www.stuxgallery.com/"&gt;http://www.stuxgallery.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.ruudvanempel.nl/home.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Update:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I attended the opening of the exhibition with two friends. Beforehand, I scoured the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; looking for information on the artist, as there was no clear explanation of the different installments, and what they represent, the artist's intentions, etc. I was initially intrigued, when I learned van &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Empel&lt;/span&gt; was from the Netherlands, with black representation in his pieces, I wanted to find out a little more about the message he was trying to portray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Very reminiscent of the 'noble savage', with dark complected children, in their Sunday's best (the medium was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;collaged&lt;/span&gt; digital photography so it is questionable whether the subjects were actually wearing the attire in the finished product), with wide eyes staring at the viewer, against a background of water &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;lilies&lt;/span&gt; and greenery. The few images with white subjects lacked the rigidness of their black counterparts. Towards the back of the gallery, in an elevated section, there was an installment that had more to do with the artist borrowing imagery and memories from his childhood and placing them in the same images. That is to say a toothbrush and a kettle are not necessarily situated in the same room, but for these ephemeral purposes, they were found along the same counter as other familial &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;bric&lt;/span&gt; a bra, yet nothing seemed out of place. What made this section different was the fact that there were small bits of prose/poetry/anecdotes found as the placards or exhibition labels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After giving permission to be filmed speaking amongst ourselves about the works we were viewing, and hearing an older black lesbian, arguing loudly, with her white male counterpart about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;some one's&lt;/span&gt; family heritage and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;some one's&lt;/span&gt; mother being black, while asking not to be insulted, we, my friends and I, thought it was time to get to the bottom of the artist's background and intentions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We asked the person that asked our permission to film if he knew anything about the artist and the exhibition, it turns out the artist was his brother and he would introduce us to ask him ourselves. Very simply, in trying to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;portray&lt;/span&gt; innocence, he used a white girl with blond hair, blue eyes, and a blue and white dress, to which he was told that he was subscribing to a very Aryan aesthetic. So, he decided to use black children, because they are not normally seen in that light and it was different. When asked about the stiffness of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; postures as well as their unyielding attire, he responded that that was the way he dressed for a photograph in his childhood. All of a sudden we were able to enjoy the exhibition. This also led to a discussion, amongst ourselves, about the difference between race in America versus abroad, and his simple resolution to utilize black children to show innocence, because his prior attempt was problematic. As Americans, we must think about the multiplicities of identity, perception, reception, and overwhelming sensitivity, when van &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Empel&lt;/span&gt;, was just trying to make sure people would by his art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See it if you can.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-6776405613115105086?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/6776405613115105086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=6776405613115105086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/6776405613115105086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/6776405613115105086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2009/01/ruud-van-empel.html' title='Ruud van Empel'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIrGVv2ZkI/AAAAAAAAASc/MVT7biZibCA/s72-c/World30.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-2318022297167422835</id><published>2009-01-29T15:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T15:30:00.270-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back to you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God body'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ponderings'/><title type='text'>A Simply Profound Look at Love</title><content type='html'>This is one of my favourite cartoons. Ever. Since I was a child, I would catch this cartoon for different occasions, whether it be a tribute to Chuck Jones, or special holiday where revues are called for, and I would sit and simply enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would appreciate if you did the same...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OmSbdvzbOzY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OmSbdvzbOzY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-2318022297167422835?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/2318022297167422835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=2318022297167422835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/2318022297167422835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/2318022297167422835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2009/01/simply-profound-look-at-love.html' title='A Simply Profound Look at Love'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-461854167672747155</id><published>2009-01-25T18:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T16:35:54.983-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back to you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sane vs insane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ponderings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><title type='text'>Static</title><content type='html'>I have realized that I may have a high level of testosterone for a female. Not in any way that reflects itself in my phenotype or my actual biology, rather I am more aggressively inclined in most interpersonal interactions. My problem with this is; juggling finding the balance between my fragile ego, overcompensating masculinity and the femininity I possess but do not deem fit to participate in these preposterous gender roles. The result: I do not take men seriously; if they do not fit into my life appropriately, it is time to let them go, I have already spent this much of my life without them; I can always be a godmother and spoil my friends'/ relatives' children, while maintaining my disposable income as a jet-setting persona. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all, if any, that is left between the lines, I must deal with the consequences of my philandering attitude towards intimate, interpersonal relations. That is to say, if I am not ready for a relationship but I meet someone I am really attracted to, am I to blame them for being hesitant for whatever reason, that may have nothing to do with me? if I bore easily, does the absence that irritates me, yet makes my heart grow fonder, worth my initial disdain? In desiring to be the 'woman' to a 'man', given I have not been in a real relationship, what am I looking for, and what will I/ can I compromise? At this point, a relationship is an ideal that exists when I am bored with asexuality and I am tired of being turned off. Short of throwing a potato sack over my head and carrying me to the altar, what can a man offer me to surrender my prized vulnerability? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer: nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I am left with a bunch of diagnoses and no prescription.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-461854167672747155?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/461854167672747155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=461854167672747155' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/461854167672747155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/461854167672747155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2009/01/static.html' title='Static'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-5634244489420051192</id><published>2009-01-07T12:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T12:45:58.905-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back to you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we in the house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear of a black planet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God body'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='public enemy'/><title type='text'>You Should Come</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SWTqSGXOhjI/AAAAAAAAAR4/twxeFqbzx0Q/s1600-h/treZureWMCjan4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 304px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SWTqSGXOhjI/AAAAAAAAAR4/twxeFqbzx0Q/s400/treZureWMCjan4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288609459106383410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-5634244489420051192?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/5634244489420051192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=5634244489420051192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/5634244489420051192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/5634244489420051192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2009/01/you-should-come.html' title='You Should Come'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SWTqSGXOhjI/AAAAAAAAAR4/twxeFqbzx0Q/s72-c/treZureWMCjan4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-5956477485599975736</id><published>2009-01-06T14:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T14:27:03.828-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back to you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we in the house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God body'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance parties'/><title type='text'>Check my Homey out...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/steve-pristin/the-awesome-ization-of-we_b_155357.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The author and contents... the reasons why you went to, or should have gone to, Wesleyan University&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-5956477485599975736?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/5956477485599975736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=5956477485599975736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/5956477485599975736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/5956477485599975736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2009/01/check-my-homey-out.html' title='Check my Homey out...'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-1010214134238601897</id><published>2009-01-06T13:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T17:32:37.921-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back to you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we in the house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear of a black planet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God body'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><title type='text'>Enrichment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SWOwtObAFCI/AAAAAAAAAQo/ObmhUgwt7W0/s1600-h/3.5-ae.visart.barkley-hendr.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SWOwtObAFCI/AAAAAAAAAQo/ObmhUgwt7W0/s320/3.5-ae.visart.barkley-hendr.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288264678475043874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hendricks' &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brilliantly Endowed (Self Portrait), 1977&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have the chance, again, The Studio Museum in Harlem is free on Target Sundays, noon to 6 pm, please go see &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Barkley L. Hendricks: Birth of the Cool&lt;/span&gt; (b. 1945). Upon reading articles about his first retrospective, it was brought to my attention, in a fashion where I should have made the connection, that Hendrick's is Kehinde Wiley's predecessor in the fashion of large, black, rich portraiture. Hendrick's reached his peak in the 1970's with pieces like the one at the beginning of the post. Along with his well-known pieces, there will be works from his &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ouevre &lt;/span&gt;from 1964 to the present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Museum is intimate, pristine, and fluid. A great place to view the show. The show is going on through March 15, 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit the Studio Museum in Harlem's website, for detail&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.studiomuseum.org/barkley-l-hendricks-birth-of-the-cool/"&gt;s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-1010214134238601897?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/1010214134238601897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=1010214134238601897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/1010214134238601897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/1010214134238601897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2009/01/enrichment.html' title='Enrichment'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SWOwtObAFCI/AAAAAAAAAQo/ObmhUgwt7W0/s72-c/3.5-ae.visart.barkley-hendr.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-5634548682325203954</id><published>2009-01-06T13:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T13:57:28.116-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ignorant shit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God body'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eggs on faces'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><title type='text'>Baby Powder is for Babies, Balla Powder is for Men</title><content type='html'>I have been forgetting to share this for a minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SWOm7A9g72I/AAAAAAAAAQg/zsoA2UAYAKI/s1600-h/New-Homepage-image.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 102px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SWOm7A9g72I/AAAAAAAAAQg/zsoA2UAYAKI/s320/New-Homepage-image.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288253920263597922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Excuses! Don't say I never gave you anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check the website...&lt;a href="http://www.ballapowder.com/index.htm"&gt;Balla Powder&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're Welcome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-5634548682325203954?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/5634548682325203954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=5634548682325203954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/5634548682325203954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/5634548682325203954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2009/01/baby-powder-is-for-babies-balla-powder.html' title='Baby Powder is for Babies, Balla Powder is for Men'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SWOm7A9g72I/AAAAAAAAAQg/zsoA2UAYAKI/s72-c/New-Homepage-image.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-439633640989386166</id><published>2008-12-30T15:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T13:24:45.810-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back to you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sane vs insane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ignorant shit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eggs on faces'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ponderings'/><title type='text'>Some Amazing Hits: Wonders/Blunders of 2008</title><content type='html'>I am more than happy to usher the year('08) to the door. Hand in hand, like a girl that decided she did not want to give it up and I have to hold on to my manners until I see her to the door, assuring her I would call her, knowing I only have so much time before my next jump('09) comes by. And I KNOW this bitch is going to put out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all that being said. I would like to reminisce on the times and songs that we were forced to or, unfortunately loved, this past year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt; Hurricane Chris, anyone?&lt;br /&gt;I know Ay Bay Bay came out last year, but I am saying, "Playa's Rock". Banger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;i.e. Chilling in the jacuzzi/ just water/ no bubbles&lt;/span&gt;? C'mon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;The Game featuring Ne-Yo with Camera Phone&lt;br /&gt;A definite, get the fuck out of here. Two undercovers using the club and desperate women as beards. Bitch, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt; Where did DJ Khaled come from? More importantly, from whom did he get his (commercial, I am screaming over everything talking about money I could not possibly have since I am on Terror Squad)pass? I just wanted to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt; For those of you that know me, you already knew I predicted T-Pain was going to be IT, whether you still want to put an &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;sh&lt;/span&gt; in front of it is up to you, but... I told you so. Even though that 2 Pistols, Plies wanna be, Shawty knock off was a bad look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt; I am one for ignorance, and I have respect for Bustah Rhymes, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;however&lt;/span&gt; this is a time when two plus two does not necessarily add up to a rational number. A(y)rab Money? Nah, son. The concept was of interest and varying from the concrete canon of hip hop metaphors &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt; they do not deserve to be called out of their names. Arabs, stereotypically, coming from where I am from, provide our dutches, loosies, forties, their candy is not as expensive as it is once you leave the hood, bacon, egg and cheese on a rolls, quarter water and turkey sandwiches for trip days, etc. We should not show Ak our gratitude by pronouncing his ethnicity wrong. Its not right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, E-ether Boy, bka, Ron Brownz, whose named confused the shit out of me when i first heard it, in the words of NORE, who has a track produced by Brownz, is garbation. T-Pain is not a genius but, he is a bit more intricate and if he is going to turn the ultimate fail (auto tune manufactured voice) into a trademark, why jump on the band wagon and give him the authority to talk sideways about you. He should have faded to black but, everyone wants a piece of the man no one wants to be or sleep with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;And&lt;/span&gt; to close off the year this nigga dropped Blame it on the Alcohol for Jaime Foxx, there will be many a paternity test because of this song. So look out in the third and fourth quarter of next year for these results. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelin' on her butt, what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. With the struggling economy and fucked up record industry, how does Keri Hilson have a million videos out, not to mention the worst video of the past two years with "Return the Favor"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND Shantelligence... *blank stare&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-439633640989386166?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/439633640989386166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=439633640989386166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/439633640989386166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/439633640989386166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2008/12/some-amazing-hits-wondersblunders-of.html' title='Some Amazing Hits: Wonders/Blunders of 2008'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-6834112712551804079</id><published>2008-12-24T13:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T20:14:50.744-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back to you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eggs on faces'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ponderings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='public enemy'/><title type='text'>Bah Hambug...</title><content type='html'>I am sitting here at work, tortured by my big boss. I will say that not because we had to work for Christmas eve, so we can get Friday off, but, because we can t even be playful and jovial when he is around. Personally, I do not even get any personal space so it is very hard to scour the internet for things to distract me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way I totally misbudgeted my pay checks and now I am broke, not as broke as all those people that were with Bernard Madoff, but damnit if I do not feel like crying just the same. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its supposed to be about Jesus so, I give to the panhandlers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can see when I look around, is money; money I spent, will spend, will not have. And, all of the money I will resolve to save next year, lest I not forget the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to all my broke ho ho's I have a couple of things to which you may relate. Especially, if you got no bonus/raise this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IQfSIZiv8q4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IQfSIZiv8q4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mIJc4g2Fzg4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mIJc4g2Fzg4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of us that know what Christmas is all about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xOMmSbxB_Sg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xOMmSbxB_Sg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-6834112712551804079?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/6834112712551804079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=6834112712551804079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/6834112712551804079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/6834112712551804079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2008/12/bah-hambug.html' title='Bah Hambug...'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-9073656316693287652</id><published>2008-12-17T16:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T16:24:44.944-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MERRY FUCKING CHRISTMAS!!!</title><content type='html'>SOME OF MY FAVORITE LIVE PERFORMANCES FROM MY FAVORITE ARTISTS SINGING CHRISTMAS SONGS!! ENJOY!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAITH EVANS " THE CHRISTMAS SONG" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Wetz-ksM-AA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Wetz-ksM-AA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAMIA " THE CHRISTMAS SONG" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yE8AZYG7HdQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yE8AZYG7HdQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEYONCE " SILENT NIGHT" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z43wf65Ywng&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z43wf65Ywng&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LUTHER VANDROSS &amp; CHAKA KHAN " HAVE YOURSELF A MERRY LITTLE CHRISTMAS" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bIpbFZhxfPg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bIpbFZhxfPg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JESSICA SIMPSON &amp; BRIAN MCKNIGHT " OH HOLY NIGHT" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4T3CEyW68j0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4T3CEyW68j0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-9073656316693287652?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/9073656316693287652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=9073656316693287652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/9073656316693287652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/9073656316693287652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-fucking-christmas.html' title='MERRY FUCKING CHRISTMAS!!!'/><author><name>Quan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05827783835515185608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdRaQ7tKc-o/SaLPFOnhqMI/AAAAAAAAABE/ngK41RVgAjo/S220/n36405617_33122093_729%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-7742425094561744757</id><published>2008-12-17T15:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T16:10:48.820-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Penis is in a recession too!!! .....</title><content type='html'>Happy Holidays to all!! Tis the season to be jolly and although I am in somewhat of a holiday spirit, I can't help but to feel "some kinda way" about this damn recession. Yes we know the economy is all types of fucked up right now but this recession is a little more personal than money ( AND THAT's HELLA PERSONAL) so please take this in high reguards what i am about to say. MY DICK IS IN A RECESSION TOO!!! I took it upon myself to ask around as a personal adventure to find out how much of a "SEXCESSION" we are in and it seems many of my peers ARE NOT HAVING SEX ( well anything worth talking or bragging about) LOL. Since when was celebacy the fad of 2008 or are we just too damn picky about who we are fucking? Not that i'm saying it's anything wrong with being picky because I know many " AMANDA's" who will throw the legs back for every Tom, Dick, and sometimes Mary. Also, why do many people believe that just because a woman or man is Attractive that they " HAVE" to have sex all the time or " Have" to be in a relationship. Tis a sad time when " Beautiful" people are doing worst than the " Ugly" people. LOL. I guess that was kind of mean to say but LETS NOT PRETEND THAT YOU'RE NOT THINKING THE SAME THING. You know you have a less attractive friend who has a steady relationship and you're wondering " Damn i'm way better looking than him/her and how did they end up with such a great fuckin relationship?" My mother always said there is someone for everyone and I guess she's right because even Flava Flav (Money and all, I PERSONALLY COULDN'T BE PAID TO WATCH HIM HAVE SEX) he has somewhat productive relationships with weird/beautiful women. Wait......Something just hit me lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I am a picky person. I mean who wouldn't want to be picky about who they're sexing? ...well besides all the " Amanda's" i know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess when you know you're worth it's harder to date because you have the list of things you want to find within a person you're dating, but then you realize that on the other side of that paper there is a list of all the bullshit you're just not willing to put up with LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DECISIONS....DECISIONS....DECISIONS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK IT....I'LL MAKE THE BEST OF THIS DRY SPELL ...it could always be worst right!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think????????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-7742425094561744757?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/7742425094561744757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=7742425094561744757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/7742425094561744757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/7742425094561744757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-penis-is-in-recession-too.html' title='My Penis is in a recession too!!! .....'/><author><name>Quan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05827783835515185608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdRaQ7tKc-o/SaLPFOnhqMI/AAAAAAAAABE/ngK41RVgAjo/S220/n36405617_33122093_729%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-6081537019141665362</id><published>2008-12-16T11:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T15:17:21.049-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we in the house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear of a black planet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God body'/><title type='text'>Holler Royale</title><content type='html'>Thanks to my homey from &lt;a href="www.ismelllikemoney.com"&gt;ismelllikemoney.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am being mentioned at 2:45. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_wPFskQI56Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_wPFskQI56Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;"&gt;Charles Hamilton : Brooklyn Girls&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-6081537019141665362?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/6081537019141665362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=6081537019141665362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/6081537019141665362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/6081537019141665362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2008/12/holler-royale.html' title='Holler Royale'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-8847663109787030837</id><published>2008-12-12T16:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T14:46:13.886-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back to you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we in the house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><title type='text'>Pants? Yes!</title><content type='html'>So here is this amazingly talented person I met on my preliminary journeys into the rest of my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His name is Sasa Kovacevic, he is based in Berlin, Germany.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is his blurb about his line : Sadak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadak &lt;br /&gt;The whole concept is based on tradition, ethnography, anthropology, history, and clothing. I incorporated a variety of ideational elements from proceeding periods, together with the clothing features of the period when they were made and worn, often using the mystical and poetic stories. &lt;br /&gt;Sadak is the ancient name for a traditional sleeveless jacket worn in some regions of the Balkans. The preserved magical meaning of sadak in its original oral and visual context is transformed and adapted to contemporary reality, becoming independent through the development or construction of forms, figures, motifs, magical objects, statements, temporal codes of society, space, objects and functions of protagonists. &lt;br /&gt;Sadak is this name for a label which deals with clothing, which is distinguishable not only by whom they are made but also by their artistic and aesthetic value. The collections, which embrace a system of signs, symbols and beliefs from their original homeland also comprise elements of tribal and local beliefs, influences of different religions, traces of clothing taken and transformed into a new interpretation which have remained in narrative, visual harmony, artistic character and aesthetic value. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;source: &lt;a href="http://www.iqons.com/Sasa+Kovacevic"&gt;http://www.iqons.com/Sasa+Kovacevic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check the site&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sadak.de/lapot20082009.html"&gt;http://www.sadak.de/lapot20082009.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-8847663109787030837?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/8847663109787030837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=8847663109787030837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/8847663109787030837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/8847663109787030837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2008/12/pants-yes.html' title='Pants? Yes!'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-6894960499148398121</id><published>2008-12-12T11:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T14:45:32.797-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back to you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sane vs insane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ponderings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sipping and smoking'/><title type='text'>I am saying, though</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SULZUNn6odI/AAAAAAAAAP4/crl4Jm8QJzQ/s1600-h/grinch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 109px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SULZUNn6odI/AAAAAAAAAP4/crl4Jm8QJzQ/s320/grinch.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279020654509334994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This may be a very selfish statement on my part; I will stand behind it because I said it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand that the Holiday season is about giving- if it isn t about God. In the words of my brilliant sister: I like Christmas, because I like receiving gifts... oh, and Jesus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say all of this to say... Truth be told,if you only do your giving on the holidays because you feel you are supposed to and it is the only way you can enjoy your crunk festivities without having that Salvation Army Santa ring ting tingaling in the back of your mind then, this may not be for you, since your giving is based on some sort of social obligation and guilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I am saying is, I am not doing Secret Santa or anything where I am buying gifts for people that I did not; live with, take a bath with, share a bed with, eat from, or live under the same roof, in my parent's name. Really, I was not going to get you a gift this year anyway. And for all of those that do fit into the former, they already understand that my love is the greatest gift of all. I mean hello Jeezy's third album, anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me a grinch if you want. Even he didn t buy the shit, he just gave BACK what he took, and they were greatly appreciative and everyone broke even. They were even happy without their shit. SO... if I saved myself the trouble of stealing your Christmas, I figure, hey, let's just not and say we did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-6894960499148398121?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/6894960499148398121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=6894960499148398121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/6894960499148398121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/6894960499148398121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-am-saying-though.html' title='I am saying, though'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SULZUNn6odI/AAAAAAAAAP4/crl4Jm8QJzQ/s72-c/grinch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-2923610713503171501</id><published>2008-11-14T12:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T12:20:40.034-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back to you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear of a black planet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><title type='text'>Check my Homey out...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7iyZGmJiH8o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7iyZGmJiH8o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-2923610713503171501?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/2923610713503171501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=2923610713503171501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/2923610713503171501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/2923610713503171501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2008/11/check-my-homey-out.html' title='Check my Homey out...'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-2254876454829031930</id><published>2008-11-09T05:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T13:47:30.162-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ignorant shit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ponderings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sipping and smoking'/><title type='text'>The Real Beauty of the Internet...</title><content type='html'>I have found some very important Disney video clips, that I used to have of VHS, that I loved and cherished as comfort items. One of these tapes had a composite of "Lambert the Sheepish Lion" made in 1952 about a lion that was supposed to be dropped of into the jungles of South Africa, but dropped in a  sheep herd. He grows up to save the herd from a wolf (who is extremely black and threatening to this herd of white sheep {I am not slipping I can see racism}). But, either way I was still inspired as a youth, about love and family, and revisiting that memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next clip is from what I believe was the same VHS if my memory serves me correct. This goes through the history of music. It is also controversial in that it begins with the four main  instruments and expands from there, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Toot Whistle Pluck and Boom.&lt;/span&gt; The initial figures are dark and archaic and the more advanced the instrument the whiter the player. I have acknowledged this now, but it was my favourite and seeing it makes me happy, overall. I find it interesting how to see that although very dated images are used the cartoon does in fact acknowledge, to an extent, the origin of musical instruments on a global level. Besides the actual music is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the moments that make the internet worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please enjoy (I also needed to have a place that I could refer to immediately in case I had nostalgia. That, is the privilege of access).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LRtKAQJUc3g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LRtKAQJUc3g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8iVf0pPHvjc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8iVf0pPHvjc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-2254876454829031930?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/2254876454829031930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=2254876454829031930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/2254876454829031930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/2254876454829031930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2008/11/real-beauty-of-internet.html' title='The Real Beauty of the Internet...'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-7506697532130358102</id><published>2008-11-07T10:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T23:24:53.109-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sane vs insane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear of a black planet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance parties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><title type='text'>How Could You Be</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Here is the animated video for Kanye's &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Heartless&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="448" height="374"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.worldstarhiphop.com/videos/e/16711680/wshh2aBE5wt00Y5tf1m7"&gt; &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.worldstarhiphop.com/videos/e/16711680/wshh2aBE5wt00Y5tf1m7" quality="high" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="448" height="374"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like the song although it is one about being the victim of circumstances. I am looking forward to Kanye's album because he is approaching the topic of love and heartbreak in a manner that is not immasculating nor misogynistic and yet very personal. I appreciate his efforts and pioneering abilities; I believe, they are some of the true gifts of arrogance and self awareness in a self-proclaimed genius.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking forward. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-7506697532130358102?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/7506697532130358102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=7506697532130358102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/7506697532130358102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/7506697532130358102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2008/11/how-could-you-be.html' title='How Could You Be'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-1762231262437377033</id><published>2008-11-05T16:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T10:54:46.332-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back to you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear of a black planet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God body'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ponderings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='public enemy'/><title type='text'>...So Proud To Be Just Who I Am</title><content type='html'>I am sure there are better ways to describe the way I feel. Not only am I proud to be a black American. I am also happy that people of color, generally speaking, have decided to idenitfy in a manner that grassroot efforts and dialogue may not have done as effectively and concretely. Black people in America have to understand and hone in on our power. Not just political, but in our legacies and strength as a people and as individuals. It is not just Obama, it is you, it is myself, it is the knowledge that we have agency and must muster up the stamina to be with it for the long haul. This is the beginning, with so much work to be done. I look forward to working with you.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some songs I will need to hear for the next couple of days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/VWxgzIBhwf/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/VWxgzIBhwf/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/cezulueta/music/4lg19hXJ/styles_p_im_black_green_mix/"&gt;Im Black (Green Mix) - Styles P.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/N87zG8TP_1/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/N87zG8TP_1/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ladygc419/music/gbQ0C0_l/various_freedom/"&gt;FREEDOM - VARIOUS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/WOzDZoAaON/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/WOzDZoAaON/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/nesian-kween/music/T1aTwtyR/black_men_united_you_will_know/"&gt;You will know - Black men united&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/WyDqB7IvwP/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/WyDqB7IvwP/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/cDXHH1u/music/PyhMkFvU/ian_pooley_balmes_a_better_life/"&gt;Balmes (A Better Life) - Ian Pooley&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/fEZ49moxIk/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/fEZ49moxIk/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/cDXHH1u/music/sMCUgnJl/father_mc_ill_do_for_you/"&gt;Ill Do For You - Father MC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-1762231262437377033?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/1762231262437377033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=1762231262437377033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/1762231262437377033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/1762231262437377033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-proud-to-be-just-who-i-am.html' title='...So Proud To Be Just Who I Am'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-4825499900346007802</id><published>2008-10-30T13:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T13:24:53.387-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eggs on faces'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance parties'/><title type='text'>Flashback Some Part of My Latter College Years</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TFx0l7NkMwE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TFx0l7NkMwE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;enjoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can it be that it was all so simple then...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-4825499900346007802?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/4825499900346007802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=4825499900346007802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/4825499900346007802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/4825499900346007802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2008/10/flashback-some-part-of-my-latter.html' title='Flashback Some Part of My Latter College Years'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-5248141972921690871</id><published>2008-10-30T12:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T15:29:17.505-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back to you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sane vs insane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God body'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ponderings'/><title type='text'>Sufferation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I know the unimportance of suffering, I know pain is to be fought and thrown aside, not to be accepted as a part of one's soul and as a permanent scar across one's view of existence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;John Galt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Atlas Shrugged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Martydom is wack juice, anyway you look at it. Previously, I likened a gerundial plight and my position in it as such where I had nothing left but scars over my memories. Victimizing myself and invoking a sentiment where I would be forever haunted by these specific happenings and that would be my badge of valor. My suffering, my pain, at the hands of someone else. However, in my view of life, I have already internalized that pain is a part of it but is worth nothing in exchange for accomplishments and success. Unless, guilt and pity is one's goal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;In any situation, I have realized sacrificing my capacity and mind's occupation for someone does not benefit me and prevents me from moving forward. This is not to say that I have recently purchased rose-tinted spectacles but, my life's purpose and happiness is not to be facilitated by that which I can not profit from. I do not mean profit, as in I have learned a valuable lesson. It means, as a trader, as a person that respects and delivers honest achievement, I receive no 'ends' in my suffering. It leaves me with a feeling and no product. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Unacceptable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-5248141972921690871?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/5248141972921690871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=5248141972921690871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/5248141972921690871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/5248141972921690871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2008/10/sufferation.html' title='Sufferation'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-8183138767633201885</id><published>2008-10-28T16:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T16:58:34.735-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I heart Hip Hop</title><content type='html'>&lt;script src="http://i.cdn.turner.com/cnn/.element/js/2.0/video/evp/module.js?loc=dom&amp;amp;vid=/video/politics/2008/10/24/von.ga.kids.political.rap.cnn" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;Embedded video from &lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/video"&gt;CNN Video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-8183138767633201885?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/8183138767633201885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=8183138767633201885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/8183138767633201885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/8183138767633201885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-heart-hip-hop.html' title='I heart Hip Hop'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-668064925056916733</id><published>2008-10-25T10:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T11:00:16.094-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Brooklynite Gallery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SQMz7EnuTpI/AAAAAAAAAPw/tlq0vCtYW_I/s1600-h/variouspiclink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SQMz7EnuTpI/AAAAAAAAAPw/tlq0vCtYW_I/s320/variouspiclink.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261105879644524178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SQMzl0BE7eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/sdve0YGjXt4/s1600-h/gouldlinkpic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SQMzl0BE7eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/sdve0YGjXt4/s320/gouldlinkpic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261105514410208738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;If you are ever in the Bedford-Stuyvesant section of Brooklyn, USA, and find yourself on Malcolm X boulevard, I strongly urge you to visit this gallery. The space is fresh in the sense that it is bright and white like a sterile facility but it has the ambience of Poet's House. (if you don't know what Poet's House is, you lose. google it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The space in the front is small with two full walls upon which pieces can be mounted with the back wall sharing the space with an entry into the back. It has a backyard! Along the perimeters of the space, Various', originally from Berlin, works line the sides, with their post-modern identity oriented works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gould's, the other feature artist, works of collaged pin-up esque girls could be found in the front space and along the back permeter of the outdoor space. His works evoke an ethereal longing for love and beauty of the "Once upon a Time". I urge you to go. It will be exhibited through November 15. The exhibition is called 'Time Machine". It is family owned. Check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brooklynite is open Thursday - Saturday 1-7pm.  &lt;a href="http://www.brooklynitegallery.com/"&gt;www.brooklynitegallery.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-668064925056916733?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/668064925056916733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=668064925056916733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/668064925056916733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/668064925056916733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2008/10/brooklynite-gallery.html' title='Brooklynite Gallery'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SQMz7EnuTpI/AAAAAAAAAPw/tlq0vCtYW_I/s72-c/variouspiclink.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-2398619894080681358</id><published>2008-10-25T10:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T10:33:27.670-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back to you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sane vs insane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God body'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ponderings'/><title type='text'>Love for Sale... more to come</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal  {mso-style-parent:"";  margin:0in;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1  {size:8.5in 11.0in;  margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in;  mso-header-margin:.5in;  mso-footer-margin:.5in;  mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1  {page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Upon re-reading a book with whose philosophies I idealize and to with which I relate, I have found myself redefining and evaluating my views and experiences of and with love.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In the sense that I want to / have to be loved for something. Not just because. And to get my due justice I must have a clear sense of who I am and what I want and how I am going to achieve it. I am to be loved for my courage, my ambitions, and my accomplishments. That is what will define me throughout my life and thereafter. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;With that in mind, relationships should be simpler. If we are attracted to each other as a result of recognizing the rational and productive spirit in ourselves and each other, the gray areas that exist would be either black or white. There would be no need to use shrouds of elusion, need and responsibility to the other party as the main adhesive to any interpersonal relationships. It is a barter system, there should be no debt of the mind or spirit. If you can not figure out why you love something, or someone, it is time to identify and define how the word/emotion/sentiment  translate in your existence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-2398619894080681358?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/2398619894080681358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=2398619894080681358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/2398619894080681358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/2398619894080681358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2008/10/love-for-sale-more-to-come.html' title='Love for Sale... more to come'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-3178889566737155213</id><published>2008-10-14T11:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T12:00:16.392-04:00</updated><title type='text'>In The Spirit of Life</title><content type='html'>I extend my pursuit of happiness into the Universe as to emit the positivity necessary to survive in this polarizing; depressingly inspiring, tragically wonderful, and bizarrely necessary existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along my journey I have recently met an old acquaintance that gave me the assurance that I am traveling properly and appropriately as long as I do not forget what I have to do to be me and not what I have to do for other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Libations for the energies passing and moving through us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-3178889566737155213?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/3178889566737155213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=3178889566737155213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/3178889566737155213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/3178889566737155213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2008/10/in-spirit-of-life.html' title='In The Spirit of Life'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-9017198965446904347</id><published>2008-10-07T14:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T14:25:55.298-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back to you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sane vs insane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear of a black planet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='911 is a joke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ponderings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sipping and smoking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='public enemy'/><title type='text'>A Test Run</title><content type='html'>This is a sample of  a YouTube channel on which my featured friend and myself will be working.  I have two small projects in the works, having to do with video logging. Hopefully this can be something that can be enjoyed. It veers into ingnorant territory but the point is still salient. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Holler two times...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7340a2258399b5c1" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=7340a2258399b5c1&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/9017198965446904347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=9017198965446904347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/9017198965446904347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/9017198965446904347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2008/10/test-run.html' title='A Test Run'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-6059435334965484467</id><published>2008-10-03T16:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T16:23:02.003-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Please Read This</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://alysonmance.wordpress.com/2008/10/03/dear-sarah-palin/"&gt;http://alysonmance.wordpress.com/2008/10/03/dear-sarah-palin/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-6059435334965484467?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/6059435334965484467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=6059435334965484467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/6059435334965484467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/6059435334965484467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2008/10/please-read-this.html' title='Please Read This'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-3561810477448087424</id><published>2008-10-01T11:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T14:00:39.204-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back to you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sane vs insane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God body'/><title type='text'>The  Ephemeral Yet Eternal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: collapse;   font-family:'times new roman';font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"I'm still what I was, and you'll always see it, and you'll always grant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: collapse;   white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-family:arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;me the same response, even if there's a greater one that you grant to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;another man. No matter what you feel for him, it will not change what you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;feel for me, and it won't be treason to either, because it comes from the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;same root, it's the same payment in answer to the same values. No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;matter what happens in the future, we'll always be what were were to each&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;other, you and I, because you'll always love me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;- Francisco D'Aconia in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Atlas Shrugged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Although this is the second time I am reading this epic novel in its entirety, this quote made more of an impact as I am not just looking to finish, but internalize the philosophies of the book. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Without the anchor to ground and solidify the wraith-like thoughts  necessary to move forward, it becomes difficult to identify one's emotional reality in the effort to grow and finally move-on. The what-if's will always occur but, as acute transitions, and not wistful aspects of a declining reality. It is ok to always love someone, and have the notion reciprocated without accusations of arrested development. It is to know that it is in fact true and that I am not delusional of a shared past and future although they may not mirror each other ever. Rather, reflect the causes and effects with the love and appreciation unchanged. Sometimes, to have that is enough to love someone else to the best of my abilities if my past can be validated as verity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now, I am free and assured that it is not an anchor to my being rather a nod to my emotional testimony.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-3561810477448087424?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/3561810477448087424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=3561810477448087424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/3561810477448087424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/3561810477448087424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2008/10/ephemeral-yet-eternal.html' title='The  Ephemeral Yet Eternal'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-3293452974351650040</id><published>2008-09-20T01:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T02:09:18.407-04:00</updated><title type='text'>TWO GIRLS , ONE CUP.......WHY LAWD.....WHY???</title><content type='html'>FIRST!!! WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU MAKE A VIDEO LIKE THIS? THIS IS JUST FUCKING RIDICULOUS LIKE REALLY??? FOR THOSE OF YOU IN THE WORLD WHO HAVEN'T SEEN THIS VIDEO....YOU WON'T SEE IT HERE LOL BUT I WILL LEAVE YOU WITH A VIDEO RESPONSE FROM NO OTHER THAN B. SCOTT. FOR THOSE WHO DON'T KNOW WHO B.SCOTT IS CHECK OUT HIS BLOGS ON YOUTUBE. EDUTAINMENT AT IT'S BEST. ENJOY!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k29vETmndig&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k29vETmndig&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-3293452974351650040?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/3293452974351650040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=3293452974351650040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/3293452974351650040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/3293452974351650040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2008/09/two-girls-one-cupwhy-lawdwhy.html' title='TWO GIRLS , ONE CUP.......WHY LAWD.....WHY???'/><author><name>Quan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05827783835515185608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DdRaQ7tKc-o/SaLPFOnhqMI/AAAAAAAAABE/ngK41RVgAjo/S220/n36405617_33122093_729%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-8452355540543724854</id><published>2008-09-18T11:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T14:01:04.338-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back to you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear of a black planet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God body'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='911 is a joke'/><title type='text'>My shades too dark to see you losers...</title><content type='html'>No One on the Corner Got Swagger Like Puff-&lt;br /&gt;This is the best flow I have EVER EVER heard from him, having had a myriad of the top ghost writers writing for him. I think he wrote this shit himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/K3v7HZuWGEs&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/K3v7HZuWGEs&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said he would give your bitch some children...AND, he knew just when you would think you were done with the song and he spit something ignorant for that ass. I look up to Puff and aspire to own a wing of a private jet soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word Life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-8452355540543724854?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/8452355540543724854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=8452355540543724854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/8452355540543724854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/8452355540543724854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-shades-too-dark-to-see-you-losers.html' title='My shades too dark to see you losers...'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-5672884157182286718</id><published>2008-09-17T11:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T14:01:40.924-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sipping and smoking'/><title type='text'>Peace and Health</title><content type='html'>to the homey Nathaniel Dwayne Hale, better known as the one and only Nate Dogg. His smooth as Billy Dee Williams voice complimented many songs since his introduction, to me at least, in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Regulate&lt;/span&gt;, by Warren G.&lt;br /&gt;Nate Dogg has suffered his second stroke in the past nine months, the first occurred during the holiday season late last year, '07. It has been reported that there has been no brain damage but his breathing is assisted. It is too early to see how his limbs have been effected by the stroke. He is also due in court on the 24th for felony charges for making death threats to his estranged wife. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get better Nate! *pouring some of my forty out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warren G: Regulate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="345"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/AFyyzMqJtZ/aus=false/pv=2"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/AFyyzMqJtZ/aus=false/pv=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="345" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/hiphopvideos/video/KoUDUA8m/warren_g_regulate/"&gt;Regulate - Warren G&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XZibit: Bitch Please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="343"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/xeJzG1FfJ9/aus=false/pv=2"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/xeJzG1FfJ9/aus=false/pv=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="343" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/jfgiguere/video/lKGrwiWq/xzibit_xzibit_bitch_please_music_video/"&gt;Xzibit - Bitch Please - Xzibit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Houston: I Like That&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="345"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/7PIl_ydvj8/aus=false/pv=2"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/7PIl_ydvj8/aus=false/pv=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="345" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/hiphopvideos/video/cY2LUGll/houston_featuring_chingy_nate_dogg_i20_i_like_that/"&gt;I Like That - Houston Featuring Chingy, Nate Dogg &amp;amp; I-20&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WC: The Streets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="345"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/q5C0m670uT/aus=false/pv=2"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/q5C0m670uT/aus=false/pv=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="345" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/westcost2007/video/dEoThf7I/wc_ft_snoop_dogg_nate_dogg_wc_ft_snoop_dogg_nate_dogg_the/"&gt;WC ft Snoop Dogg Nate Dogg - The Streets - WC ft Snoop Dogg Nate Dogg &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snoop Dogg: Boss's Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="345"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/XkcRnBAPsJ/aus=false/pv=2"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/XkcRnBAPsJ/aus=false/pv=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="345" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/yadzcelz/video/l25spV_L/snoop_dogg_feat_nate_dogg_boss_life_music_video/"&gt;Boss Life - Snoop Dogg feat. Nate Dogg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E-40: Nah Nah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="371"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/GcgUXAFbbR/aus=false/pv=2"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/GcgUXAFbbR/aus=false/pv=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="371" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/hiphopvideos/video/YIxBtVJ_/e40_featuring_nate_dogg_nah_nah/"&gt;Nah, Nah... - E-40 featuring Nate Dogg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose ideal life is not to be pistol-whipped by a smooth crooner. DPG till the day I D.I.E.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-5672884157182286718?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/5672884157182286718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=5672884157182286718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/5672884157182286718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/5672884157182286718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2008/09/peace-and-health.html' title='Peace and Health'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-3729223196868400407</id><published>2008-09-11T11:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T14:02:24.877-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sane vs insane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ignorant shit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ponderings'/><title type='text'>I Keep My Love Locked Down...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.zshare.net/audio/1854892003616bb0/"&gt;http://www.zshare.net/audio/1854892003616bb0/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this song...&lt;br /&gt;It is an ode to the sordid person one becomes once they are transformed by their love's black magic. The concentration of emotion and energy in a mind with too much pressure on itself. It forces one to act in a way that is the extreme opposite of the purity of their love. Dedicated, trying to save both parties and live through and with this love, I found this song inside of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Kanye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-3729223196868400407?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/3729223196868400407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=3729223196868400407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/3729223196868400407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/3729223196868400407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-keep-my-love-locked-down.html' title='I Keep My Love Locked Down...'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-1936694957166898428</id><published>2008-09-10T16:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T17:02:58.647-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back to you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ignorant shit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='911 is a joke'/><title type='text'>When Geniuses Unite</title><content type='html'>Click here to bear witness to Cam'ron's new song... Bottom of the Pussy Hole.&lt;br /&gt;The woman whose voice is sampled on the track is that of Alexyss K. Tylor. Without going into a huge diatribe I suggest you watch the video from which the soundbyte was taken for references purposes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bqg_ceFM30I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bqg_ceFM30I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camron's 'Bottom of the Pussy Hole'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zshare.net/audio/185357538a7c524d/"&gt;http://www.zshare.net/audio/185357538a7c524d/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zshare.net/audio/185357538a7c524d"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-1936694957166898428?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/1936694957166898428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=1936694957166898428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/1936694957166898428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/1936694957166898428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2008/09/when-geniuses-unite.html' title='When Geniuses Unite'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-6883927192050073215</id><published>2008-09-03T13:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T13:28:28.940-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back to you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance parties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='porn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ponderings'/><title type='text'>Nirvana?</title><content type='html'>I just would like to know what is Hip Hop's obsession with overused metaphors...namely... have you guessed? Kurt Cobain. If I hear another reference to some suicide doors looking so Kurt Cobain (see: Fab's verse on Addicted by Ryan Leslie featuring Cassie; or, being taken away like a bullet from Kurt Cobain (see: Game's first verse on My Life, featuring Lil Wayne, two of the most tragic individuals in their quest for respect and credibility), actually I do not know what I would do but, some part of me will die. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to figure out if there is a limited list of images or phrases that are allowed to be used at one given time in Hip-Hop? No, I guess Hip-Hop is not dead but, I would posit that the commercial aspect is 98% post-consumer material. That is why Li'l Weezy could ONLY be embalmment fluid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I digress,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a couple of other references to the late grunge great but I can not think of them off the top of my head. I will add to this post as they come back to me. Are we trying to claim Kurt? Do they and their target audience even know the music Nirvana put forth during their career. Then again do rappers ever know what the fuck they are talking about? Modern day story tellers that they are. Should they not seek psychiatric evaluation for delusions of grandeur? Anyway, is Kurt Cobain Hip-Hop, should he constantly be mentioned in mundane rap lyrics like our own late greats? I just want to know where it came from and now need to do research to know how long this ridiculousness has been going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that I will leave you with some of my Nirvana faves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teen Spirit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kPQR-OsH0RQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kPQR-OsH0RQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I remember when this video came out. Unlike a lot of people I know, I had cable in 1992, so I know a bit of pop culture... holler at your girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lithium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sUUHNf0S5cA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sUUHNf0S5cA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gets me through some shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come As You Are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3ifG_zQ1SqE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3ifG_zQ1SqE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart-Shaped Box&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_9mJF1U3wRU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_9mJF1U3wRU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Bloom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wY3oEvaq71A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wY3oEvaq71A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for accompanying me down memory lane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genuinely, &lt;br /&gt;RuthLess&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-6883927192050073215?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/6883927192050073215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=6883927192050073215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/6883927192050073215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/6883927192050073215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2008/09/nirvana.html' title='Nirvana?'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-67106796274020914</id><published>2008-08-29T13:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T13:57:52.154-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back to you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear of a black planet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><title type='text'>Thug Motivation 101: Bitch, I Make Hits, Y'all Niggas Waste Time...</title><content type='html'>And I'll be goddamned if y'all niggas waste mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I have decided that Young Jeezy needs to be my life coach. I mean think of his songs and cameos. He is the truth. When I hear some Jeezy, I just want to go out an make something of myself. That something is not a fool. But for real, for serious though, I am going to leave you with some Jeezy bangers, and you tell me you do not want to go out and be the capitalist America taught you to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/pl/3DqXWru-Jo/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/pl/3DqXWru-Jo/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="340" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/cDXHH1u/playlist/6rjj6GxP/thug_motivation_music_playlist/"&gt;thug motivation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And let me just say that song number 3, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Air Forces&lt;/span&gt;, I heard for the first time when I was in Miami with a dear friend. We were supposed to be going to the liquor store, on Collins. Needless to say, we ended up in Little Haiti with some niggas that smoke dirt as weed. They had Hennessey as well. We brought them back to our hotel room to chill for just a bit. We learned new slang. It was fun, the song changed my life. We heard in the car as the driver was drinking and telling us about his stint in New York. I have not thought about the whole scenario in a while. Believe me when I tell you, it was ridiculous. But safe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-67106796274020914?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/67106796274020914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=67106796274020914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/67106796274020914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/67106796274020914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2008/08/thug-motivation-101.html' title='Thug Motivation 101: Bitch, I Make Hits, Y&apos;all Niggas Waste Time...'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-6272157382016521595</id><published>2008-08-22T16:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T16:26:42.810-04:00</updated><title type='text'>All I can say is: SON, this shit is (insert 90's phrase for excellence)..</title><content type='html'>Just when you thought Biggie would be rolling over in his grave if someone tries one more fucking time to ressurrect his flawless, yet limited catalogue. I am moving to the UK, they know what the fuck is up. And with that I introduce Dan Black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/G_RAPKcfWI0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/G_RAPKcfWI0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.myspace.com/danblacksound&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-6272157382016521595?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/6272157382016521595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=6272157382016521595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/6272157382016521595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/6272157382016521595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2008/08/all-i-can-say-is-son-this-shit-is.html' title='All I can say is: SON, this shit is (insert 90&apos;s phrase for excellence)..'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-9161131965948581307</id><published>2008-08-18T14:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T16:46:01.119-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear of a black planet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><title type='text'>On another note</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SKnB1aFl8YI/AAAAAAAAAL8/66_CubxNao4/s1600-h/rubin-singleton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SKnB1aFl8YI/AAAAAAAAAL8/66_CubxNao4/s320/rubin-singleton.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235929165074919810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kehinde Wiley's first solo exhibition at the Studio Museum in Harlem, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The World Stage: Africa, Lagos ~ Dakar&lt;/span&gt;, is on through October 29, 2008. Known for using young black men as subjects juxtaposing them with traditional eighteenth and nineteenth century European figure paintings, he, symbolically, grants the black man his proper place in history. This exhibition is a part of a greater series where Wiley relocates to different countries making himself accustomed to their art, history, and politics, as they are not inextricable of each other. This resonates in his works. &lt;br /&gt;To see is to believe. The Studio Museum is free on Sundays, thanks to Target but, at any point if you find yourself on 125th street between Lenox and Adam Clayton Powell, go inside... it is worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-9161131965948581307?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/9161131965948581307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=9161131965948581307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/9161131965948581307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/9161131965948581307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2008/08/on-another-note.html' title='On another note'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SKnB1aFl8YI/AAAAAAAAAL8/66_CubxNao4/s72-c/rubin-singleton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-3014471282009560344</id><published>2008-08-17T22:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T23:07:54.457-04:00</updated><title type='text'>...z</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QgbntWU7pG8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QgbntWU7pG8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside and outside&lt;br /&gt;Within and without&lt;br /&gt;Terribly surprised &lt;br /&gt;I move forward&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-3014471282009560344?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/3014471282009560344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=3014471282009560344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/3014471282009560344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/3014471282009560344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2008/08/z.html' title='...z'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-7555209831120472352</id><published>2008-08-17T22:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T16:44:16.743-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Because I Love This Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Clf9mi-szZg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Clf9mi-szZg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the spirit of the fleeting summer, childhood, lawn games, and extreme matters of the heart (yes, I will acknowledge the pun), I offer this piece of entertainment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to the extreme and bizarre circumstances that is our existence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-7555209831120472352?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/7555209831120472352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=7555209831120472352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/7555209831120472352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/7555209831120472352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2008/08/because-i-love-this-game.html' title='Because I Love This Game'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-6524927841217164184</id><published>2008-08-06T20:41:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T20:44:45.256-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back to you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eggs on faces'/><title type='text'>Use the bathroom first...</title><content type='html'>You might wet yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="377" height="336"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.livesteez.com/videos/player_view/99NwaaN" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.livesteez.com/videos/player_view/99NwaaN" quality="high" allowFullScreen="true" bgcolor="#000000" width="377" height="336" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"/&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad someone understands why Lil Wayne is not the greatest. He lacks versatility in his metaphors and platinum in a week a great MC does not make. Plus he is always talking about shit which means he probably has a messy sex life and if not, see the former.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More on this later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-6524927841217164184?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/6524927841217164184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=6524927841217164184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/6524927841217164184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/6524927841217164184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2008/08/use-bathroom-first.html' title='Use the bathroom first...'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-3580204582238702522</id><published>2008-08-06T11:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T11:12:05.421-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back to you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear of a black planet'/><title type='text'>Viva Italia:</title><content type='html'>So as anyone who has the time to read this blog knows, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Vogue Italia &lt;/span&gt; has broken records with their groundbreaking all black issue. I am not going to lie, the adverts still have white models causing an initial disappointment, but hey, we knew this already or else they would not have to make a concerted effort to break down and hold a mirror to racial discrepencies in the fashion world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The actual spreads are well executed and Toccara has won my heart as she serves in fur and lingerie. (Wait til I get some money and a man... it's a wrap for him)! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SJm7mpx57NI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/aPdKo1vUjWE/s1600-h/01144_Champagne_Furs_935_12.thumbnail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SJm7mpx57NI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/aPdKo1vUjWE/s320/01144_Champagne_Furs_935_12.thumbnail.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231418714892135634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The only thing is that...&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; I can not read Italian&lt;/span&gt;! There are too many letters! Constanants, vowels, just too much for me to take and project my limited knowledge of french and spanish on to, which sucks because great magazines delve on the intellectual moreso than say, VIBE or XXL, and DonDiva (my guilty pleasures). If anything I am glad that people can understand why I spend $10- $30 on a given magazine, the quality of the paper, the beauty of the shoots, the excellence of the model and of course the fucking clothes. I want to cry everytime I see a Cesare Pacciotti advert. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;'Scuzzi&lt;/span&gt; for the tangent. *Ahem* But yea holler at the expensive habits, I have a few, the only cheap one is masturbation and that is not even a habit, it's boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have not already, go out and get it, it is like buying an Obama shirt, or bringing a cloth bag to the supermarket, it makes you feel like you have done something. We are not children anymore, but deep down inside, we need a bit of affirmation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say what you want, Naomi is the queen. If I looked this good after 20 years, I would throw tantrums and blackberrys at every &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;fucking&lt;/span&gt; body. It's hard out here for a pimp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SJm7RGmo6WI/AAAAAAAAAJg/elPFTQ0FMLc/s1600-h/naomi-campbell-vogue-italia-all-black-issue_1-150x103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SJm7RGmo6WI/AAAAAAAAAJg/elPFTQ0FMLc/s320/naomi-campbell-vogue-italia-all-black-issue_1-150x103.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231418344672389474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SJm7RoxgUwI/AAAAAAAAAJo/OZ7l0XgkIhY/s1600-h/naomi-campbell-vogue-italia-all-black-issue_6-108x150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SJm7RoxgUwI/AAAAAAAAAJo/OZ7l0XgkIhY/s320/naomi-campbell-vogue-italia-all-black-issue_6-108x150.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231418353844769538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SJm7SKdiTjI/AAAAAAAAAJw/pHH28JNyLMA/s1600-h/naomi-campbell-vogue-italia-all-black-issue_8-150x103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SJm7SKdiTjI/AAAAAAAAAJw/pHH28JNyLMA/s320/naomi-campbell-vogue-italia-all-black-issue_8-150x103.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231418362887818802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-3580204582238702522?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/3580204582238702522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=3580204582238702522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/3580204582238702522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/3580204582238702522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2008/08/viva-italia.html' title='Viva Italia:'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SJm7mpx57NI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/aPdKo1vUjWE/s72-c/01144_Champagne_Furs_935_12.thumbnail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517124803841337747.post-3661278059267531967</id><published>2008-08-02T16:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T14:00:56.726-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying to learn a Couple of Things About Myself Through Some Online Quizzes</title><content type='html'>so...&lt;br /&gt;I was bored (read: procrastinating) on my Saturday job when I decided I was going to let a couple of personality quizzes tell me about my sexuality. For the record, at this time in my life I am old enough to know about my strengths and flaws, weaknesses and how I would like to spend the rest of my life. Things happen and I must adapt but that does not mean I do not have a concrete understanding on my life's trajectory. I say all of that to say it is my level of denial that will determine how  I execute my life and not how I know I would like it to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, without giving up too much information about myself, I will say that the first quizzes I took were simple and probably made up by people with no background in sexuality research. What prompted me to begin this quest is beyond me. It is funny how many strokes of geniuses I have when I am actually supposed to be focusing on what is already on the table in front of me. I began to google 'sexuality quizzes'; I came out as a Straight Female (that's funny, hilarious, actually). I am like &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;'holler', that was easy.&lt;/span&gt; I took three different ones, with the same result and as a creature of intelligence it is not hard to answer simple questions to garner my desired result. They would say things like you are straight but if you were not you would still be normal. I am thinking to myself, wow, do people with real questions about their sexuality consult internet quizzes to ask those challenging questions? No, that should not be, ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an attempt to delve deeper into this faux discovery I begin to google 'lesbian quizzes'. One said I was straight, the other said I was a lesbian. These quizzes are very narrow-minded and really do not provide the median area within which a lot of the population exist. By this time I know this is horse shit because I am just manipulating my answers because the minute scope of such quizzes are too small to even attempt to successfully identify the fluidity of a person's sexuality without the stigma of deviance and promiscuity often paired with it on both extremes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stumble across an effective survey that encompasses one's perception of their sexuality in the future as well as assessing their past and future (It is from the UK, go figure). Finally, something that will give me the answer I already know. A supplementary True/False survey was a bit more extensive but asked very time-specific questions about sexuality allowing the taker to actually analyze their real emotions as opposed to thinking about how the answer may directly effect the outcome after they press the submit button. AND at no point do you have to enter your gender as a means for analysis. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was that vague enough? Here are my results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;The Multidimensional Scale of Sexuality&lt;/h2&gt;According to my answers, it is likely that I identify as&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sequential bisexual&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Complete set of results&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;table border='0' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sequential bisexual: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width='20'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;4&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Concurrent bisexual: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width='20'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;2&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Heterosexual with some homosexuality: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width='20'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;2&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Homosexual: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width='20'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;1&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Asexual: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width='20'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;0&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Heterosexual: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width='20'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;0&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Homosexual with some heterosexuality: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width='20'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;0&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Past heterosexual, currently homosexual: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width='20'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;0&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Past homosexual, currently heterosexual: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width='20'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;0&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;h2&gt;Information&lt;/h2&gt; The Multidimensional Scale of Sexuality was devised by Larry Kurdek, B. Berkey and T. Perelman-Hall. It is an extension of the Klein Sexual Orientation Grid, recognising that sexual identities can change over time, people can identify with more than one sexual identity, and that asexuality is a valid sexual identity. The Multidimensional Scale of Sexuality was published in the &lt;i&gt;"Journal of Homosexuality"&lt;/i&gt; in 1990.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.youthnetsouthampton.org.uk/breakout/multidimensional.php' target='_blank'&gt;Take the quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically it says I go between the two, not at the same time, but periodically, kind of like my mood swings. If you know me, are you surprised?&lt;br /&gt;ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517124803841337747-3661278059267531967?l=toolbox1130.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/feeds/3661278059267531967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517124803841337747&amp;postID=3661278059267531967' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/3661278059267531967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517124803841337747/posts/default/3661278059267531967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toolbox1130.blogspot.com/2008/08/trying-to-learn-couple-of-things-about.html' title='Trying to learn a Couple of Things About Myself Through Some Online Quizzes'/><author><name>Ruth-less</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811870150294999680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvyO-oLTIBI/SYIQ535D-gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lgVgdSi2FKU/S220/beauty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
