“Girl 6″ - I Have More Than One Man to Keep Me Satisfied.

I aint got “a” man . . . I got 6 of ‘em. They all make me feel some kind of way, post by post, each and every rip. I’m never left unsatisfied and I rotate frequently. Damn it feels good to be on a brothers blogroll . . it lets me know I must be doing something right.

Here’s what’s going on in their cyber world. . .

Peep:

As per usual, my guy Jimi Izrael got folks all whipped up in his comments section — debating this, that and the third about Don Imus, Oprah and Black Women in America. I chimed in a bit, but kept it moving. Lord knows I already do my share of debating and relating. *lol* I especially enjoyed a few clips that he shared with us featuring Michel Martin’s interview with MC Lyte & Superhead and some other video bimbo get called on the carpet. Thanks Jimi. I’se appreciate ya!

And then there’s Rocka, who is always one of the first to let us know what’s NEXT in the entertainment industry. I aint even going to front — I had no clue of who Marc Villa is until today. And he’s looking like the up and coming jump off right about now . . .except for the middle aged lady in his video who’s biting her finger. *lol*

Ah yes, *reflecting* Chris Grandison is truly one of my favorites. I’ve been down since 2001. He’s a diligent, writing, solider, indeed. And very much in the styling of the late NOTORIOUS BIG, he’s “been in this” (not me, the GAME . . .blogging that is.) The site is bursting from the seams w/ goodness. Todays topic: Seven Days in the Life of Naomi Campbell

nOva Slim (w/ the tilted brim) is not to be ignored. He is highly committed to “tough love music reviews, cultural criticism and extreme, unnecessary doses of shade“, bitches. Todays roasting concerns the UK songbird, Amy Winehouse. And his down loadable music mixes are to gag for . . .like totally.

Mr.No Good . Face it people, we have at least one No Good Mf’r in our lives - this dude is mine. . . His podcasts are HEEEEELAROIUS, sometimes disturbing and often more insightful that one might initially think if you can move around the curse words. Dude is a hot mess.

When I stop sucking air, I know exactly who I want to write my eulogy. He probably should write it before my casket drops, just in case he dies first Why? Because he knows me better than most of you bums and he got a sisters back. Plus, he know he be writing the shit out some tributes for the late, great stars of our life and times. His name is Mr.Trent Fitzgerald. And as Jimi Izrael once put it, “He got that R.I.P. game on lock….“.

Holla!