I Be On That Kryptonite, Straight Up On That Kryptonite!
Posted by Saucy Dame Dizzle on
July 9, 2007
Friday Night
+ Tequila
+ Hennessy
+ Top Shelf Long Island Teas
+ Old School Music at Gabbys (peep the comments)
= Saucy Fun, Deviant Behavior and Drunk (CRUNK) Dialing. Oh lordy!
The good news is that I had MUCHO fun. The relieving news is that despite my drunkenness, I knew better than to embarrass myself by calling the WRONG people (ex lovers, my sons father, former employers, bitches I don’t like, etc.)
30+ Days and Not a Word From Me. LUCKY YOU!
Posted by Saucy Dame Dizzle on
July 2, 2007
Blogging? What is that? *ha ha*
A handful of people have been urging me to update this joint! I suppose if I want to be relevant in the blogging/online community I probably should.
Yup. *shakes head*
I probably should step up my writing game and crank out some interesting ‘posts’ for the masses. Surely as I sit here scratching my head, in lavender, bikini-cut, Fruit Of The Loom drawals and a “wife-beater” showcasing 34 year old titties without support — there are oodles upon oodles of fabulous writers keeping up with the world and every breath it takes. Dedicated and fierce, they know how to fire up a lean, mean, information machine, filled with all of the goodies readers love.
Fa’sho.
Share My World: Ghetto Mf’rs w/ Fire Crackers, Wise Cracks From Slug, & Stormy Weather.
Posted by Saucy Dame Dizzle on
May 24, 2007
I love the rain. It’s cleansing. It’s soothing. It’s natures way of refreshing the earth, air and temporarily removing all of the grime left behind by the human species. Thunderstorms and lightening don’t bother me either, so long as I’m indoors. Yup, it’s storming outside — golf ball sized hail and cats and dogs too. It’s a good day to stay in the crib, write and reflect, have some vanilla almond tea w/ Splenda & cream and chill. Hopefully that poor, dead, dried up piece of squirrel I wrote about earlier, will float away and out of my range of vision. The last time I checked someone had laid a leaf from a patch of wild rhubarb growing in a vacant lot, over its crispy little body.
Hair w/ Flair: A Big Ass Asymetrical Mullet & A String of Pearls (circa 1988)
Posted by Saucy Dame Dizzle on
May 21, 2007
I will never, ever model in a church fashion show again, in life . . .
1988 is the first and last time I ever wore a black suit and a double strand of pearls (at the same time). I don’t do conservative. Although the spritzed up, bouffant, “Lisa Lisa” inspired styled hair-doo, does give my look an edge , sorta. I guess the snake-skin belt w/ matching clutch AND shoes (you can’t see it, but I was rockin’ it, tough) lent some sauciness too.
Still . . .
Just thought I’d share the pic for the sake of poots and giggles. Updates and a new RADIO.BLOG (Is anyone out there actually listening? If so, please lemme know!) are coming soon. I’ve been having myself a decent time trying to get re-acclimated to world around me. I’m actually kinda, sorta busy having fun. Slowly, surely, I’m putting one foot in front of the other . . .but I wouldn’t called it a ’swagger’ just yet.
Tales From the Hood North Side. . .
Posted by Saucy Dame Dizzle on
May 7, 2007
Strange, but true. . .
I think there is an up and coming serial killer in the neighborhood. I would say my neighborhood, but I’m just temporarily passing through (please believe). Then again, maybe I should claim this raggedy piece of territory, because in most of the horror films I’ve seen it’s usually the person who’s “just passing through” that gets chopped up, first.
All I know is that I’m a stranger in a strange land. I don’t know these mf’rs around here and they don’t know me. I can’t hardly wait to be all boxed up and loading my belongings unto a U-HAUL. When it all goes down, I’m gonna to tell the driver to burn rubber like we just robbed a bank and my granny needs a heart transplant . This neck of woods is not for the Dame Dizzle.
But anyways, back to the original topic . . .
