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.
I would appreciate if you did the same...
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Static
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.
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?
The answer: nothing.
And, I am left with a bunch of diagnoses and no prescription.
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?
The answer: nothing.
And, I am left with a bunch of diagnoses and no prescription.
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Enrichment
Hendricks' Brilliantly Endowed (Self Portrait), 1977
If you have the chance, again, The Studio Museum in Harlem is free on Target Sundays, noon to 6 pm, please go see Barkley L. Hendricks: Birth of the Cool (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 ouevre from 1964 to the present.
The Museum is intimate, pristine, and fluid. A great place to view the show. The show is going on through March 15, 2009.
Visit the Studio Museum in Harlem's website, for details.
Website
Baby Powder is for Babies, Balla Powder is for Men
I have been forgetting to share this for a minute.
No Excuses! Don't say I never gave you anything
Check the website...Balla Powder
You're Welcome.
No Excuses! Don't say I never gave you anything
Check the website...Balla Powder
You're Welcome.
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Some Amazing Hits: Wonders/Blunders of 2008
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.
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.
W Hurricane Chris, anyone?
I know Ay Bay Bay came out last year, but I am saying, "Playa's Rock". Banger.
i.e. Chilling in the jacuzzi/ just water/ no bubbles? C'mon.
BThe Game featuring Ne-Yo with Camera Phone
A definite, get the fuck out of here. Two undercovers using the club and desperate women as beards. Bitch, please.
B 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.
W 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 sh 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.
B I am one for ignorance, and I have respect for Bustah Rhymes, however 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 but 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.
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.
And 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.
Feelin' on her butt, what?
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"
AND Shantelligence... *blank stare
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.
W Hurricane Chris, anyone?
I know Ay Bay Bay came out last year, but I am saying, "Playa's Rock". Banger.
i.e. Chilling in the jacuzzi/ just water/ no bubbles? C'mon.
BThe Game featuring Ne-Yo with Camera Phone
A definite, get the fuck out of here. Two undercovers using the club and desperate women as beards. Bitch, please.
B 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.
W 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 sh 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.
B I am one for ignorance, and I have respect for Bustah Rhymes, however 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 but 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.
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.
And 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.
Feelin' on her butt, what?
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"
AND Shantelligence... *blank stare
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