Thursday, November 23, 2006

 

DRUMROLL

So...i'v moved. Again. Catch me here.

 

AND STILL I RISE...

still around. tings a bit chaotic here. supposed to be movin to a new crib this weekend. gotta work on exactly wat i gon tell me landlady bout she rass. iv been checkin out wordpress. settin up somn over there. but i deh suh helta skelta these days...tryin to survive an keep de black o me skin. we gon catch up.

I'm out.

Friday, November 10, 2006

 

SUP Y'ALL

Yeh yeh yeh...de prodigal drunk returns. jus been keepin low these past few days. wukin hard like a mofo. de usual. got a lil ting pon de side. no, not anotha woman. got a call to model for a boutique. 'magine dat. see me in tite pants an shirt. tuckin in me rass guts. wat a sight. all me sistas laffin me. anyways ppl...juslettin de massive kno de i still around.

I'm out.

Friday, October 27, 2006

 

FREE SPEECH ONLINE UNDER THREAT

Bloggers are being asked to show their support for freedom of expression by Amnesty International.
The human rights group also wants web log writers to highlight the plight of fellow bloggers jailed for what they wrote in their online journals.
The organisation said fundamental rights such as free speech faced graver threats than ever before.
The campaign coincides with the start of a week-long UN-organised conference that will debate the future of the net.

Read the rest here

Monday, October 23, 2006

 

THE LONG WALK

So its 1.04 in the a.m. I'm at work as usual. Jus came in from home. actually i jus got bak from a pub. was beatin some vodka an cranberry an playin pools. went home but didnt feel like sleepin. so i stripped down to my fruit of the looms an stepped into the moonlight. dropped my drawers and communed with nature. 'twas a lovely feelin havin the wind whistlin pass my ass crack. psssssssssswwww. how crude. then i turned around and there was my sista starin in disbelief at my so bared posterior. wat's a man to do wen he's caught wit his drawz down? i told the truth . my nuts were hot, the breeze was a blowin so i took advantage of the situation. needless to say she wasnt unnerstandin. so i grabbed my tracks an a tee and hightailed it to work. now that's like a two-mile walk. u gotta remember, i was under de V&CJ so it didnt occur to me to call a taxi. i walked. a quite innerestin walk it was too. on de way i got two propositions, one from a lady with a voice like barry white. i also saw a house where the ppl were so poor they didnt even have a door. or maybe they were so poor they had nothing to lose but cool breeze. actually saw ppl sleepin on de floor in de house. brought back unpleasant memories...but not for long. was soon in a bandit prone area an was prayin...gawd u kno i want to die wit my virginity intact. dont want to be anybody's bitch, even if nobody else knows. so i reach to wuk an de cross of a security guard is to ask if i aint got a house. man, i nearly tell she how she mudda mek she but i hav a little brought-upsy (upbringing) so i let it ride. anyways...dats de programme for me. this day gone unfurl nice nice. i got a feelin bout it. leh we see wat happen...


I'm out.

Sunday, October 22, 2006

 

EASY ON A SUNDAY MORN

Jus chillin here in de office. literally. de freakin AC unit for som reason aint adjustin. so its either hot or cold and since we're not yet allowed to walk around the office nekkid i opted for the cold. hav a cup of coffee (first for the weekend) and an idea of what i' like to eat. but its all good. for some unfathomable reason i'm in a good mood. could it be becuz i haven't drank any licker this weekend? could it be the light of the diwali festival glowin in my soul? or was it the sunshine dat kissed my ass wen i stepped nekkid into the yard this mornin? dunno...but i singin praises for this small reprieve. rite now i'm lisnin to john mayer croonin 'waitin on the world to change.' de man jus singin to my soul. i gon look pon de changes as they happen. eager reporters (on a sunday? rite) visits to the hospital to see the latest DOA (hopefully we got a few politicians listed) a check wit the police to see whodunnit and assorted sources to find out watagwan on this oh so blissful day.
waitin on the world to change...

I'm out.

Thursday, October 19, 2006

 

ME DEH YAH

Jus lettin de massive know de man still alive. I got more drama than TNT rite now but i gon tek it easy pon dis post. so wat u good folks been up to dis week?

Saturday, October 14, 2006

 

LAST RITES

So i'm lisnin to a DJ on de radio tellin me to liv evry day like is my las'............got me to tinkin. dat may not be de bes advice for evrybody. wat woud dem ppl who been disadvantaged all they lives do? go Columbine on we rass? i shiver to tink wat we politicians would do. wat would i do? i got this blow-by-blow plan for my las day on this here mudheap.

00.00 - 03.00 hrs. - i would be in a nite club, preferably at de bar. fried fish an Banks Beer (GT Banks, not that Bajan ****) a few good frenz, male an female, strike dat, jus the fellas...so we could gyaff bout de hits, de misses an watsnot witout offendin anybody.

03.05 - 03.30 hrs - me life cyaan end witout visitin Jerries (is a pity de place aint online, gotta talk to de man) anyways...a las minute bite an a couple mo Banks (in Guyana beer is Banks) wit those i consider frenz. to de haterz i'd wish that a thousand leaches infest their balls or their weaves be overrun with fleas.

03.35 - 03.40 hrs (giv or tek a few mins.) - hav sex wit my gurl. It's my las' day goddamit!!!

03.40 - 11.00 hrs - sleep.

11.00 - 11.30 hrs - tek a shit.

11.30 - 11.31 hrs - tell my landlord wat i tink of her.

11.31 - 12.00 hrs - tek a shower.

12.00 - 13.00 hrs - eat (hopefully by then my girl would hav cooked - i'm allergic to fire)

13.00 - 13.30 hrs - get dressed, head to the dvd club, get a bad-for-days porn an two good movies (hopefully ghost rider would be out by then)

13.30 - 17.00 - movies (minus the porn)

17.00 - 21.00 - practice as much as i can wat i see on dat porn, give in to my girl's every sexual whim an fantasy ('cept bondage and spankin of me, she mite get ideas).

21.00 - 23.00 - recuperate, talk to my girl, call a few family members, alicia keys and george W. (tell him wat i tink of him).

23.00 - 23.55 - bawl like a baby with a shitty diaper.

23.55 - 00.00 - get down on my knees an pray to gawd dat there isnt a heavem an hell cuz u kno where i gon end up.

Goodbye cruel world.

I'm out.

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