Back up and running

Here I sit in my nook looking down on to the street...life is grand the weather is becoming tolerable, and the least crazy New York season is about to begin, spring is the only tolerable weather here. Well I spent the day doing what I damn well pleased, but in the course of a phone conversation I was reminded that friends and lovers should be kept separate at all cost. Because a bitch in love male or female is blind to the world...not in a bad way but sometimes we all need to maintain borders in our life so that certain things don't mix, like a hating ass friend or a pride full partner. Any who its been a while since I've posted anything but I have some up coming events that will make for good entertainment.

P.S.

Yes tomorrow is another forced awkward gathering of family members that if given the choice I sure as hell wouldn't pick. These things always make for great topics of discussion

FREEGAN

Current Mood: Awesome...I'm a summer baby and the slightest change in weather really boost my energy

AND THE SONG GOES A LITTLE SOMETHING LIKE THIS...FREEGAN,FREEGAN,FREEGAN,FREEGAN.*set to the tune of the spider-man theme song* Guess it really doesn't come to life unless you hear it out loud, but we enjoyed skipping down the street to the tune!

So before I begin to tell about my night on the trash tour, I must say that I have known about being "freegan" or dumpster diving for some years now but never dared to deepen my knowledge on the subject. In recent days I had the opportunity to catch an episode or Oprah * cult leader almighty* and do some subsequent research on movements in the new york area. So me an my trusty side kick "Tete the Negro" http://tetethenegro.livejournal.com/ decided to take a trash tour and and luckily we had the company of an equally eccentric male friend.

I must Say that usually I'm not very moved by the Oprah show, but after a trip to Trader Joe's where carts and crates full of food that had yet to expire were being discarded my heart dropped in to my stomach...I never really thought that food could be tossed aside so freely without consideration for those who could benefit from the nutrition and compassion. So after extensive research online we meet up with a group that not only does regular "trash tours" but has freegan feast and workshops for bicycle repair! Now as down as I was to have the experience I was equally bashful in having to dig through bags in the middle of Manhattan...but with the help of my cohorts I persevered...

Highlights:

• The group way very large about 30 people at the beginning of the tour, which dwindled off as we made our way to different sights


• The range of age and class was surprising and we were not the only brown faces in the bunch


• On lookers were polite and asked questions about what and why we were going through trash


• The waste management men were very patient and appreciated the fact that we resealed bags we had opened
• We were able to offer food to someone in need


• The saddest thing out of the entire situation was the bag full of boxed cereal that had been slashed open so that no one would try to take it...*SIGH* can't even explain how sad that made me feel

To check out a more comprehensive read on the counter-culture check out http://freegan.info/

Having a very shitty day!! It seems that's the only time i feel the urge to write...As of late I have been having really good, upbeat, productive days. But there in the corner lurks a shitty monster who wants to come and shit all over my good mood...Yesterday it was my car and the alternator...spoke to an old friend caught up on life outside my head and then...my car dies *AGAIN* and when I call SOMEONE for help they scold me for having attitude versus asking me if I was okay *So I left the mutha f*#k and caught a ride home*...then today I'm all hyped to go "Freeganing" and my job calls to ask "where I'm at"..."Umm I wasn't scheduled". There response "well there's a new schedule" and your on it...*SIGH* Now granted I'm leaving this job for another one... but I feel like they are trying to sabotage me ...I have great work ethic and had no reason not to come in today beyond the fact that I was not scheduled on my "outdated" copy...Not to mention the fucking attitude of the person that called to question me. First they called from their personal line 2. I f I was trying to ditch work why the hell would I answer the phone . I pride my self in my work ethic and don't like the implication of being irresponsible in light of me leaving for a better position.

Going Freeganing... Then gonna grimace in a coffee shop while looking cool

New York's First

The tides they are a turning...let's focus on the positive in the light the weeks scandal we are going to have our first black governor! Yes Spitzer should be under psychiatric care for thinking that he would be able to get away with this shit...I mean he has to have some border line personality disorder and be a hell of a sociopath to believe this would never come out. Yes in the mist of a recession instead of tightening his belt he was spending absorbent amounts of money on high end hookers. What's wrong with a bottom bitch?! Bourgeois MF won't even help stimulate the economy..bottom bitches put in on the economy too! But yes the truly brighter side of things is that the first Black governor of New York will be Harlem Democrat David Paterson, I think we hit the trifecta...Blind ,Black, and a Democrat unfortunately he is from Harlem *kidding*. There is a tremendous amount riding on the success of Paterson;including the current primary elections which have called to question the viability of a man of color in office...My prayers are with you Paterson cuz lord knows you have a burden to carry

P.S.

I did not know that he was blind...God forgive me for my hell bound thoughts

True to The Game II...Gena

Let me start by saying I take back some of the negative vibes I sent out about this book. How ever it was over priced and lacked the depth of research on even the most familiar of topics. It was elementary in its fashion of weaving together past and present but did satisfy my need for the redundant re-telling of hood tales...Why did Teri have to go and make it a trilogy! Damn it now I have to go and read that one too! *sigh* I would have truly been satisfied with the first novel which is on a short list of "hood" or "urban" classics

• Fly Girl- Omar Tyree*


• The Coldest Winter Ever- Sister Soldier


• True 2 The Game- Terri Woods*

*Great the first time around but the second attempt fell flat

I'm very aware that there is someone that looks like me running around on post; yea I'm the new kid but I staked claims on this face and my charm years ago. the amount of people that have confused me for her is to numerous to count. As I walked and talked on my cell phone to "Tete the Negro" http://tetethenegro.livejournal.com/ and a lady stopped her car and asked if I had lost my wallet...I told her no and pointed her towards my "twins" location*SIGH* Everyone has been urging me to go and check her out because the resemblance is uncanny, we even have the same type of frames ( body type and eyeglasses). I refuse to go and hope to never run into her...I mean what if she's a ugh mug, what if my face melts off from looking into my own eyes. YES I am very vain and would have to take my own life if this chick wasn't cute. Until we meet I hold out hope that I won't be terribly disappointed

Travis Mccoy

A better day. Although my Internet was down for the day...my fault i ripped the plug out the wall and was none the wiser till after class. Well a friend in my head Travis from Gym Class Heroes posted a very interesting bloghttp://traviesblog.com/...Best wishes to my friend in my head. Oh by the by Adulthood is stressing me the fuck out, too much thinking and this paper work is making me anxious. Oh and in an attempt to cling to my girlhood I've been reading True to the Game 2...um why the hell did I love the first book? Was it because I was 14? Because it was riddled with curses and sex? Well I think I've out grown the $7 street reads *interestingly enough they have a whole section in B&N called "urban fiction" and the prices are re'dick* I tried not to vom

Too Green... Just Call Me Mr. Me Too

Tried to break out of this funk but I had very little luck. So I decided to do my weekly grocery shopping and ventured down to NoHa *giggles* to Fairway . I had never been there before but don't plan on returning...I know its by the river but damn it was cold inside that place, crowded and no one said I'm sorry or excuse me. The selection was great but if I ever decide to go back it won't be on a Sunday and it will be at night...Any whoo even though the experience exasperated my funk I couldn't resist the urge to buy another very "now" grocery bag, now granted the price range is very affordable..but still they are a status symbol attesting only to your Eco responsibility and the elitist places you can afford to shop . But I'm a sucker and bought another bag to add to my own new york pretension. So that's 2 stop&shop bags, A plan canvas bag from American apparel, my good old Barnes and nobles canvas bag, a pink light cotton bag I got from my Dominican salon *just the jump off, still loyal to my regular hair dresser* and now my blue and black Fairway bag! All that's left is a Wholefoods and Trader Joe's bag, only then will I be a cool ass New Yorker who loves mother earth

So today is ending on a craptastic note because of this craptastic rain. S o I decided to stay in and wash the dome...I've been co-washing but still felt I needed some extra help like a clarifying treatment. My scalp was dry and I have heard a little baking soda in shampoo helps, but since I wasn't using shampoo i opted for apple cider vinegar which helps to clarify...Now most people know what happens with this combination and so did I ! But who knew that shit would burn like that. I rubbed the baking soda in to my damp scalp thin rinsed it out with vinegar. Granted my scalp feels great but it was scary and the vinegar gave my hair a great luster and body...

P.S.
Next week I'm gonna try beer

He's Kind of a Big Deal...

What the hell was i thinking last night...I stayed out and about way past the several repeats of last nights finale of Project Runway 4. In scanning my DVR with hopes that I may have predicted my absent mindedness, I searched to see when the next showing of PR4 would be on ( I have the day off with the exception of a some paper work and a coffee meet up with a old friend, plan on doing what I damn well please)To no prevail its not coming on with in the next few hours and couldn't find a clip online. BIG *SIGH* so i broke down and went to Bravotv.com to find out the winner...HELD MY BREATHE...Christian WON! I knew from the beginning that he would do it, I mean he's f#*k'n fierce. He's a friend in my head and I'm so excited to watch it later on tonight...ttyl

P.S.
That friend in my head thing reminds me to catch up on my Wendy Williams...I would do so on a leisurely drive but gas is re*dick

UPDATE: S o I finally got to watch the finale and OMG...The competition was tight this year, unlike last year when my favorite Michael Knight really disappointed me with that urban safari shit( but i did love his earlier creations). I loved all the collections but my boy was good and the tears at the end made me weep a bit...like I said he's a friend in my head

and Wendy williams was sick today. I mean sick! Some porn star was on and posed the quandary about women with large behinds and how many times they have to wipe...talk amongst your selves

Random Family

The story told is nothing new to any city nor to the Bronx, which has formed many families with loose affiliation ranging from blood ties to jail allegiance, shared lovers and common down falls. I'm not sure if other neighborhoods and areas of the Bronx have such ties but Leblanc's immersion into the culture was clear in both her observations on the mundane and routine daily grind and the close ties to life lessons on womanhood poverty and entrenchment..I truly enjoyed the novel which eerily reflected the life of friends relatives and the struggle with developing womanhood in the petri dish of poverty and loveless romances... Definitely tugs at the old heart strings

Reminicing

I was born in the 80's would I be considered an 80's baby? Oh well all I know is today I longed for the good Ole days of nickelodeon and the Disney Channel...I recently have been entrenched in early 90's life having DVR'd so many episodes of living single its all I watched for weeks. But the 90's had the best theme music by far and Nickelodeon cornered the market on my heart and these songs remind me of my grandmothers basement and the floor model television set that we happily laid in front of on full bellies and open minds...A lot of the jokes were way over our heads and the plots a little advance for an 8 year old but I live for the days when I realized I was finally older than Hey Arnold

Who Knew

So I had a vegan cookie and it was craaack! Who knew maybe this vegan thing won't be so bland after all. I've had a recent obsession with anything pumpkin and have tried my hand at baking a few things ( to little success). The Alternative Baking Company has this awesome pumpkin spice cookie that I bought at Westerly natural market. its better than a "regular" cookie, moist and rich...I'm in love