Thursday, January 28, 2010

Skin-Freaky Friday

***My girl Reecie sometimes does a Freaky Friday post over at Soundtrack of My Life, featuring her favorite sexy jam at the moment. I was thinking of her when I decided I wanted to post something similar today. Since I'm not going to be getting into any freaky activity today, I figured I'd write about it since I can't have the real thing. Also Reecie picked the soundtrack for this post. I respect her musical opinion. She be on it, so check out her blog. ***

I love your skin. It's soft and smooth. I've reiterated that I don't care what complexion a woman's skin is, just as long as its healthy (read here). When you have on lotion that smells good, I take a deep breath when I hug you and take it all in #twss, pause. I relish the feeling when our skin touches and the hairs on our body stand straight.

I love the feeling of skin to skin contact. I just don't mean actual penetration or oral gratification. Sure I would love to impale you and watch the sheer look of joy, pain and exhilaration on your face. In reality that's just one part of the experience. I want to feel your breasts against my chest. Our hearts beating in unison. The sweat dripping off your back sliding down my chest and down my stomach. Your legs wrapped around my waist as our lips and tongues intertwine. I don't want to be able to tell where you stop and I begin as I get deeper and deeper. Side by side, on top, upside down, forward and backward, however we get it, I want every part of my body to touch every part of yours. For me and you its not just an act but an experience. I'm going to savor every moment of this adventure.

When we have both come back down to reality from what just occurred, I still crave that skin to skin contact. I know its cold out but after I get you a warm washcloth and something to drink, don't worry about being cold. We'll use body heat to keep us warm. We'll sleep content and satisfied while our limbs are tangled. In my sleep I subconsciously put my hand there, while you put your hand here and before you know round 2 has begun. The next morning even though I'm late to my meeting and we're tired from lack of sleep the look of your body and the fact that its morning has inspired round 3. Or does this count as a different match? Who cares if I'm late to my meeting? I love the feeling of your skin.

Mood Music (if I used any):

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Open Letter

Dear Black Women,

I do a lot of reading (books, magazines, blogs, etc) and I've noticed a stigma when it comes to black women. It seems there are so many people telling you what's wrong with you. From relationship issues to physical features everyone has their opinion on why you are not happy, unsatisfied, mad or just plain undeserving. I don't feel that there are enough outlets that celebrate black womanhood. I did a post similar on blog in the past (click here to check it out). Hopefully this letter does you some justice.

First let me start with the first black woman in my life who is my everything. She gave me life. She nurtured me and helped shape me in the man that I am. Remember, you are what she is to me. You are the mother of this Earth. You birthed the first man. The first woman. Without you noone would be here. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise. Big ups to my moms.

The saying "Behind every strong man is a strong woman" seems cliché but it couldn't hold any truer when it comes to black men. Speaking as a black man we have to deal with so much in the world. So many preconceived ideas about who we are, what we aren't and what we can't do. It's so reassuring to have a black woman beside you to hold you up while dealing with her own issues. That takes strength, sturdiness and vigor.

Don't concern yourself with what other people (including other black women) might think of you. If you aren't married or don't have kids by a certain age don't feel pressured to do so because of social pressures or what others might think. If you feel like black men aren't acting right, expand your horizons (black men will do it in a heartbeat so why not you?). Don't feel pressured to change the way you look because guys ogle over a certain "type" they see on television. I promise there are plenty of men out there that appreciate you just the way you are.

Just know that you are appreciated even though sometimes it may not seem that way.




***On Saturday night I had one dream and one nightmare. Usually I don't know exactly where these weird dreams come from but I think at least this time I have a reason. I rented Gamer and Halloween II from Redbox© Saturday night. After watching Gamer I fell asleep watching Halloween. It was playing while I was sleep. I believe it had a lot to do with nightmare. ***

So I was in church at Mt. Zion (Old Hickory location) listening to Bishop Walker give the sermon for the day. When I go I usually sit in the center near where the camera man is, so in my dream that's where I was sitting. I heard commotion in the back and I looked back I saw the bruhs locking the doors so no one would be able to escape. Don't ask me how I know they were the bruhs but I just knew. Maybe they had on purple and gold shirts. Anyway, all of them had axes, knives, machetes, etc. They went to mascaraing nearly the entire congregation. For some reason they didn't touch Bishop Walker or me. Maybe they knew we were bruhs too but it was strange. I tried to save as many people as I could but there was so much blood. It was a very strange dream.


Dream- To dream that you are in a church, suggests that you are seeking for some spiritual enlightenment and guidance. You are looking to be uplifted in some way. Perhaps you have made some mistakes in the past which have set you back on your path toward your goals. With proper support, you will get on the right track again. Alternatively, it may also mean that you are questioning and debating your life path and where it is leading. You are reevaluating what you want to do.

Ax- To see an ax in your dream, indicates that you are overly controlling. It is symbolic of destruction, hostility, and the frustrations that you are experiencing. Perhaps you "have an ax to grind" with someone. Or the dream can be a metaphor that you are ready to "bury the ax" and make amends.

Murder- To dream that you witness a murder, indicates deep-seated anger towards somebody. Consider how the victim represents aspects of yourself that you want to destroy or eliminate.

Wednesday, January 20, 2010

All the Best Ones are Taken

**First I want to shout out my Fav, Milan for giving me this blog idea. Check out her blog and follow her on twitter. She really is my favorite. :-) **

We've been pretty good friends for a while now. I don't even remember how we even became friends. That's what I tell myself because she has placed me in purgatory AKA the friend zone. I had the biggest crush on her when we first met but I guess she only saw me as a friend, so that's the position I played. We laugh at each other's jokes, we both listen to the same type of music, we are an intellectual match. We just fit well together. As friends. So frustrating. Eventually I began to look at her as just a friend.

She comes to me for advice or just to vent about the her relationship/men issues and sometimes I just listen because I guess that's what good friends do. I never really go to her about relationship stuff because I don't really talk about my feelings. Until that one day I told her that I was planning on becoming exclusive with this one woman I was seeing. When I told her she seemed pretty shocked and I asked her why.

She replied, "Well I never really thought of you as the type of guy who was the commitment type."

That was 4 months ago and now when we hang out I notice that things have become weird between us. I catch her stealing glances at me and she looks at me a little differently now. I also swear that there is an increase in sexual tension (at least on her end because it was always there on my end). Then one night while we went out on a Friday to have drinks she hit me with it. While I was driving her home she put her hand on my thigh and as I turned and looked in her eyes and I will never forget the next words she said to me:

"I want you right now."

We both had a couple of drinks so I guess that liquid courage got the best of her. I just couldn't help but wonder where all of was coming from. Then it dawned on me when all of this attention from her came about. It was when I told her I had a girlfriend. That's when my conscious took over. Should I do the right and moral thing or should I throw caution to the wind and give into my carnal desires?

What is it about a man that is taken that makes them that more attractive and appealing to women (or vice versa but not really)? Here are reasons why people are already attached might seem more appealing than if they weren't:

First, men seem much more trustworthy because they haven't been straying (that you know of). Secondly, it's a taboo. Exciting, like seducing a priest or midget porn. Thirdly, conquest and accomplishment. We want what we can't have. A woman can feel bad about it, but inside there is some part which feeds the ego if she's good enough to pull a taken man away from his significant other.

Have you ever starting seeing someone differently after you found out they were involved with someone? Did you act on it?

***Based on some comments that have been made I felt I had to come back and add this disclaimer. This story is NOT about Milan and I.***

***Disclaimer #2 This story is fictional.***

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Happy MLK Day!

Oh and if this video offends you then *shrug*.

Enjoy your day off (well those that will have the day off).

Sunday, January 10, 2010

Racist or Truth Teller?

After hearing/reading about this new scandal involving Harry Reid I'm really over people. Basically he made comments saying Barack Obama was elected president because he was light skinned and had a lack of "negro dialect". I feel like people nowadays get offended by the simplest things. Honestly, Harry Reid told the truth and because he's a senator he's not allowed to have an opinion? If you don't agree with what he said then don't vote for him again when his term is up. Simple as that. When Wale said something similar in his song Shades ft Chrisette Michele no one raised an eyebrow:

"What if Barack skin was all black truthfully would he be a candidate or just a blackened community because black dudes tend to lack unity"

Let's be real with ourselves, if Barack was dark skinned and spoke with a distinct accent (not even slang) would he be president today? Probably not. Would he have gotten support from Caucasians? Probably not.

I think its a matter of people getting mad at the truth. Like they say: "The truth hurts." When Don Imus called the Rutger's players nappy headed hoe's, he was wrong. He didn't know if they were hoe's or not. Nappy headed? Sure a lot of them were. I think if anything Don Imus should have been called sexist instead of racist.

People are so sensitive. People have the right to say what they want about who they want (as long as you don't slander or libel). Its called the 1st Amendment. Its really not about what you are called its about what you answer to. Remember:

"If they talked about Jesus what makes you think they won't talk about you."

Monday, January 4, 2010

Night at the Roxbury

Anyone who knows me knows I'm a very social person. I like hanging around my friends and keeping good company. So naturally I'm inclined to go out often. When I go out to clubs I tend to hang out with the people that I know, people watch, have a few drinks and even dance a little. Lately I haven't been motivated to actually go to nightclubs. Maybe its the fact that I live in Nashville and the nightlife scene is the pits. These are the reasons why clubs have lost a lot of their luster, at least in my mind:

452% markup on liquor

I'm really over paying $10-$17 for a cup of watered down liquor or $400-$1000 for a bottle/bottle service for a bottle that costs $30-$40. The only other business that rapes their customers as such are credit card companies.

Standing in line

Why are bouncers always douchebags?

I can be quite the impatient person. What really grinds my gears is when I know a club is holding the line on purpose. This holds especially true whenever the temperatures are lower than 50 degrees. Why should I have to stand in line to come in your club to pay YOU money?


This just looks uncomfortable.

Although I like to be around people I don't like to feel too crowded. Some people have no concept of personal space and it makes me feel claustrophobic. Feeling like a sardine in a can is not a good look. Plus when its that crowded you tend to notice that some people tend not to be so fresh. I have a keen sense of smell which brings me to my next point:


I'd be lying if I said I don't smoke I've never smoked but its something about second hand smoke that really bothers me. Jacks Cigarettes smell horrible to me and the scent stays in your clothes. I hear women complain all the time about how the smell stays in their hair. Glad I don't have that problem. Thank goodness for cities that ban smoking in public places.

A lot of times I don't experience a lot of these things every time I go out. Maybe 2 or 3 at once but at some point and time I experience them all in some form or fashion. Maybe I should investigate alternative forms of entertainment. House gatherings, lounges, strip clubs.