Archive for May, 2010
May 25th, 2010
I wasn’t going to make an announcement, but something compels me to. I guess it’s just the very fact that I am sitting at my PC, watching the Fakers get beat by Phoenix, and I felt like writing. Even if I wasn’t watching the basketball game, I would feel like writing…because it is what I do.
Shutting my blog down was what I believed (at the time) to be the right thing to do. I was starting school, working on a major project, and my home life is busy with my son getting prepared for high school next year. So I had to give up something and Conversations was it.
A mistake. That’s what it was…a mistake. I missed the talking and discussions so much. I still keep my Twitter account, even though I think most of the time the people on there are petty and hiding behind their anonymity to say mean and spiteful shit. I have my Facebook account, but that is mainly to tend my Farmville farm. Seeing as how my online friends and family are really the only ones that I talk to everyday, shutting down my blog made absolutely no sense and caused me a great deal of longing. I missed y’all…
When I decided to come back, it was with the need to let loose these thoughts that are in my head. Anyone that has read my blog over the 4 years that I’ve had it (in various forms, under various names) knows that I speak directly from my heart here. There is no pretentious banter; this is my personal space and I stand on top of it and yell…sometimes loudly.
I used to think that I had to have theme for my blog. I used to believe that my blog had to stand firmly on women’s issues, parenting issues, pop culture, music, movies, television; I don’t think that anymore. Because this is my space, I will say whatever the hell I feel like saying. And I certainly do not worry if anyone likes it or not. Those days are far behind me.
Do I sound different? I am…and I’m all the better for it. Storms will shape your character, and I tell you, I must be one of the strongest people I know because the storm that I have gone through was a son of a bitch. I stand in the land of milk and honey now; I don’t see anymore clouds or rain, only sunshine and green grass.
I welcome all of you back here that sent me messages of support. Let’s get to this, shall we?
May 24th, 2010
Everyone that knows me knows how much I like LeBron James. I have watched his career ever since ESPN took to showing his high school basketball games on their channel. More than that, I have been a Cavs fan since the days of World B. Free. Put the two together, and I was in basketball heaven.
For the past seven years though, that heaven has had a cloud over it. No championships, no rings, no Black Mamba vs. The King games…my heart sank every year. Maybe this makes me a true Cleveland fan, as those of us who love them, watch them, root for them know the pain that we feel in our hearts when the team comes up empty. This year, however, the pain is a little different, a little deeper, a little more nerve-racking.
This year, in July specifically, LBJ will let the world know where he is going to spend the next years of his career. It doesn’t look good, Cavs fans…it doesn’t look good. Especially if you believe the story about one of his teammates smashing his moms.
Look, I’m not here to argue yes or no on that rumor…and it is still just a rumor. My heart says he will stay, but my head says he’s going away. And once again, there will be knife in my heart where pride and joy should be. Once again, Cleveland will lose.
I don’t live in the city, so I can’t attest to the atmosphere. I imagine that folks are walking around slowly, with their heads hanging down low, because they fear what is going to happen. I imagine a lot of cloudy days and rain, with an occasional strong wind that could possibly knock someone over.
That strong wind is LBJ. He can make or break this city with his decision. That is not such a good thing. No one should have that much invested in one person…but I understand. I understand the attachment, and I will feel heartbroken if LBJ decides to leave. But just as my love for Shaquille O’Neal has led me from Orlando to Los Angeles to Miami to Phoenix to Cleveland, I will eventually come around and root for the team he is on. Because you can’t ignore the talent and skill of LeBron James. Even if you hate him, you still have to admit that he’s pretty good.
I just want him to be pretty good in Cleveland.
May 24th, 2010
I had almost given up on AKeys. When her last album came out, “The Element of Freedom,” I was so unsure about the direction she was going in, that I didn’t even give it a full listen. Bogus, I know…but there was something different about her, and it took me a while to warm up to the changes.
That is, until I heard Un-Thinkable (I’m Ready). From the first moments of the song, I was hooked. I’m all about tunes that take you someplace, and this song takes me to a moonlit beach with the wind blowing softly on my skin. It is sensuous; hell, it is sometimes downright lustful. But in a way that makes you remember that love requires you to take chances.
This song is a reminder that you have to close your eyes, and leap off the cliff. No matter if the space below you is filled with jagged rocks and mountainous terrain…just jump. Someone might just be there to save you.
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May 20th, 2010
I love good television. Whether it is funny or sad, a drama or reality, good television allows me to escape my world and enter another. For six seasons now, Grey’s Anatomy has been my escape. On Thursday nights, I usually order up some kind of dinner for me and my son (to avoid cooking) and hunker down in front of the television. Grey’s has not failed me yet.
This season finale, season 6, may be the end all to be all of all season finales. From the very first 9 minutes, I was hooked. The tension, the happy, the sad, and the mad…all of those emotions I have felt while sitting in my chair. That is what good television should do for you.
Even though I was mad as hell about the whole Isaiah Washington-Katherine Heigl-T.R. Knight thing, I still watched. A weird way to express my anger, I know…but addictions cannot be cured overnight. And I have never been one to quit on something midway through. Even when it was almost insufferable and the story seemed to drag on without any heartbeat, I watched. And now that the season is ending, I will miss it.
Shows like this make me appreciate good television. But you can’t have good television without good writing. Shonda Rhimes and her writing team are phenomenal. I cannot even begin to express it any more clearly than that. And even with that good writing, it would be nothing without the talented actors and actresses. Sandra Oh simply shows her ass in this episode, as does Chandra Wilson. I could go on, but then I would just be giving it all away.
And I am not going to give away any of the details of this show. If you haven’t seen it, please pray that your DVR recorded it or that you can catch the ep online over at Hulu. Because this is one episode that you can’t miss.
