I was going to write about how much I enjoyed Outkasts new picture show, Idlewild. And maybe I still will . . . Idlewild is simply marvelous and you will only be cheating yourself and everyone else by trying to watch it on bootleg DVD - so please don’t do it. The cast and set is sparkling with retro glamour and hollywood diamond grit (whatever that means - *lol*). I aint mad at none of ‘em.
But right about now I could spit snake venom in the face of an overweight middle-aged white man, calling himself soliciting me for prostitution, from his broke-down maroon mini-van.
(I took this picture my damn self and I mean every bit of it. Power to the WOMEN!)

“It’s Butt Naked Wednesdays,Yall ! ” So I’m swagger-jacking from my guy Chris . . .
e.Badu is a hoot. I’m telling you, a POSITIVE, FRUITFUL, MEANINGFUL change in the music industry is going to come . . . and it won’t be soon enuf. Until then, turn off your radios and fight the power!
RELATED LINKAGE: Before The Music Dies (Watch the trailer . . .)
Tonite I eat catfish, fried chicken wings w/ hot sauce, crab-corn chowder soup with garlic bread and caesar salad . My greedy ass friend (who eats like a lumberjack, but works out everyday – unlike moi), ordered strawberry shortcake (homestyle), w/ vanilla bean ice cream and whipped topping. She tried to get me to have a taste, but I refused, only because I knew it would be too good to me. As a matter of fact, it was sooo good, she sprinkled black pepper over the top and mushed it with a napkin - to keep herself from eating the huge, made to share portion . We grubbed & eat up alla food ON TOP OF, Baileys and Grand Marnier cocktails, on ice.
And she talkin’ bout her tummy hurts. Geez, I wonder why?
During all of the grubbin’, a ‘local’ I know of, confessed to having 5 felonies on his record. Nobody was surprised by this. Not one person at the table was astonished that he would share this information with us. Especially once we ‘peeped’ his unkempt, bear claw, fingernails. His “crypt keeper” nail beds gave us plenty insight into his life of sloppy crime. Of course, he tried to make a love connection before the night was over . . . but I’m having no parts of a 5 time felony, ghetto, Chuck Woolery. No Sir.
