….gimme something good to eat….if you don’t….I don’t care….I’ll pull down your underwear….

That was a terrible thing to run around chanting as a kid…..but lo and behold I did….

Anyway….I remember a time when holidays weren’t so commercial (or at least they didn’t seem that way to my bright eyed and bushy tailed ass)….I used to love actually going to school dressed up…..or going to the Haunted House at the church and being blindfolded and putting my hands in brains wet macaroni….

There was a time when I liked putting white face paint on my black face and dressing up like the Joker (a very bootleg version, mind you!) in 1989 as a crazy 10 year old….there was a time when I had 3 bookbags full of candy from going door to door in my Aunt Lisa’s neighborhood….

I was never an egger….my boy Nile got into that as a teenager but I never went along with him, Maurice, and Eric….and I never could get into the whole fire starting thing….I just wanted to get some free candy….maybe scare a couple of lil kids/girls….

Maybe it’s just me….but if by some sick twist of fate I bring some kids into this insane world, I most definately won’t be taking them trick or treating, at least not in the sense that I went as a kid….none of that going door to door to neighbors that my parent’s really didn’t know or talk to any other day of the year….

What happened to the world I lived in as kid?

Okay….first question is more heart warming/enjoyable to deal with….here it is:

so hypothetically speaking (you already know where this is going)….let’s say you have a “more than a” friend that you talk to fairly regularly….and he/she slips up and tells you something that you kind of suspect, but didn’t really mean to say it….how do you reassure them that it’s aight…and that maybe the thought had occured to you as well?

The second question is a little “touchy” for lack of a better word….(also long as hell….you’ve been warned)

I have a friend…we’ll call her Miss K….Miss K used to pick me up for class for the first half of last school year….me and Miss K go back awhile….I consider Miss K a good friend….we had an off and on habit of going to eat lunch (usually paid for by me mind you!)

anyway Miss K’s birthday was last week….no mind you, I have a TERRIBLE problem remembering birthdays….well I remembered hers….I yelled across the street to her, “Happy Birthday Miss K!!!”….later I hugged her and she told me how surprised she was that I remembered….little did she know that a birthday party was being planned for her the next day (why they didn’t have it that day bewilders me….as I wouldn’t be in the mess I am in now if they had)

….anyway I digress….the next day comes and she calls me and I ask her how her birthday went after class…..time for her dinner/party comes and I am feeling kinda tired/under the weather and in general don’t feel like going out….so I call our mutual friend we’ll just call Miss T and tell her I don’t feel like going cuz I’m cleaning up and other stuff and haven’t really gotten dressed for the day and whatever but to give my regards….well Miss T, I guess tells Miss K this verbatim….

So anyway to put an end to a long story the other night I see Miss K at another function and she is really funky with me because I wasn’t at her dinner but I could show up at the other function (to which I got a formal, i.e. card, invite) but, “it’s all good”….and she hasn’t spoken to me since….

Am I that much in the wrong?(I am willing to take some blame for being a lazy nigro and not leaving my home at all that day)

At any rate I had a pretty good day today….passed yet another quiz in Biochem….made progress on my little project on paraphilias (deviant sexual behavior that affects daily life such as voyeurism, sadomasachism, pedophilia, etc)….attended an ethics conference and a conference on elderly sexuality (alot of sex talk today!)….good things happen when you actually attend class….

Man….Grand Theft Auto Vice City is the greatest….not only does it have a banging ass website, it is leaps and bounds better than GTA 3, which was the best game on PS2 when it came out….if you own a PS2, you MUST go buy this game….

In other news….I almost didn’t buy GTA: Vice City today because the facists at Best Buy would have you to believe that it doesn’t come out until tomorrow….well guess what Best Buy?….not only did I just get through getting arrested by the cops in Vice City, but the nice people at Circuit City sold it to me for a dollar lower than the price ya’ll advertised it for, just by mentioning ya’ll punks, so there!!…..It felt good sticking it to the man to play a game all about sticking it to the man!….not only that….I’m telling everyone, from now on go to Circuit City over Best Buy….they treat you better and they sell you stuff on time, with a low price, you can’t beat that!

I think I’m going to write Best Buy a letter and see if they will lower my balance on my credit card for the bad service I got today….it’s worth a try….

Tailgating is the best part of Morehouse’s homecoming….better than a free Cash Money and Ruff Ryders (or Eve) concert….better than getting VIP for every event….better than being a dresser for the fashion show (okay maybe not that good)….

I arrived to our tent

Whose tent?….oh just some friends of mine (pictured above: too chaotic to name)
….and popped open the first of about 8 beers….I got fussed out by my friend Tiffany for having short conversations with her on AOL instant messenger

Pictured above l to r: Elan, Me, and Tiffany

I then went into drunken cell phone call overload….

I ran into some of my mom’s friends with a beer bottle in each hand….I harrassed every beautiful woman I know by making them take pictures here are some of the highlights….

I hooked up with my little sisters and got a great family photo….

Che, 18, is on the far left, Nina 20 is in the middle, big brother on the right)

I drank 8 cups of Omega Oil….spilled a ninth cup on Jimmy D….took a couple pictures of Kesha Knight-Pulliam….

Snuck into the game

(Mahogany-N-Motion doing their thing)
and the step show (I don’t pay for anything at Morehouse….and why should I?)…..caught a ride home with the homie Phil from D.C….

Made a slide show of my pictures for Mom, Dad, and Nina….and went to sleep….

Next morning I eat a hearty breakfast, show Che the pictures, and say my goodbyes….ran into the homie Chealon at the gas station….and I’m on the road back to Nashville, TN….

The Good Life….how good it is….

Morehouse Homecoming 2002….truly the Good Life….

My classmate J.A. and I headed to the ATL at approximately 11 AM….I don’t know how in the hell I packed and everything that morning but I found a way somehow….the ride was great and we arrived in the ATL safely somewhere in the neighborhood of 3:30 local time….after grabbing a bite to eat at Q-Time (near the AUC….excellent soul food….two plastic forks up!) we headed to the Smith family crib….

As always it was great to see my dad who is doing better everyday….Mom was beautiful as usual….and even Nina was home….

A quick change of clothes and I’m out with Nina on the way to Sylvia’s Restuarant downtown for a meeting with some friends….

I walk into the backroom where we are and BAM it hits me….I’m back with my folks….and it felt great….I just went around the entire table and I caught up on what everyone was up to and just basically chilled….

Pictured above (Standing, l to r: Caishe, CJ, Antoy, David, Kasi, Charles, Me, Damian, and Corey. Kneeling, l to r: Geoff, Lekan, Sidney, and Mario)

A few of us headed to Kasi’s apartment where we met up with the lovely “Queen Bee” Brandy….Brandy and I headed out for a run to Green’s Beverage Mart….I picked up a bottle of Moet, a bottle of Veuve Cliqout, and a fifth of Jack Daniels, then headed to the party at Joe’s….

Joe’s house was filled to capacity….people on the steps, people downstair, people on the deck, people in the yard….

Pictured above on the Deck: Playboy Reg, Nile, Me and my bottle of Cliquot, and Mike

Somewhere upwards of 300 people showed up….by 3 o’clock the party got broken up….I decided to walk Beth and Jylana and their friend Shevonne back to their car seeing as how some ignant (yes I wanted to spell it that way) local broke Beth’s purse trying to take it from her….

I didn’t really arrange a ride back due to poor/drunk planning….but Joe had my back….Joe’s brother Jordan (who was to the point of legendary status as much as and as highly as Joe spoke of him) arrived into town shortly before this point….he followed along as we dropped a few people off and then headed to the Beautiful Restuarant in the Cascade area….

At the Beautiful: The homie Jared (aka Squire), Joe, and Jordan

All told I got to my house around 5 AM….I made Joe a “cup o’ Joe” (couldn’t resist the corny pun) so that he could make it home safely….and headed to sleep because I knew tailgating was in my future….

Tailgating was so off the hook that I could write another entry about it alone….as a matter of fact I think I will tomorrow….

Gotta call someone….

That 1.5 seconds when you realize there is no doubt you are going to “give back” after a night of drinking and have to find a good place to do it (the toilet is the ONLY good answer here) is the worst….and I’m gonna be on the road for 4 hours in roughly an hour….

I make some bad decisions in life….I don’t even know how I got home….

And after every barfing session I promise myself I won’t ever do it again….

I have a confession (out of left field of course…having nothing to do with the topic of the entry)….I am in LOVE with Amerie….yes she is skinny as hell, no I don’t care….she is great…I love her voice….I love the passion with which she sings….I want her to be my baby mama!

Okay….there is a definate segment of society that thinks I resemble Sean “P. Diddy” Combs….there is a guy here at Meharry that thinks it’s funny to come up to me and dap me up and say, “Take that, take that, take that”….I don’t think he knows that the next time he does it I’m going to yell at him and seriously consider punching him in his swoll ass head….

But this leads to a bigger issue….ever since my senior year of high school, the P. Diddy comparisons have been growing….my dad thinks I look like him, my mom doesn’t….in college freshman year I was known as “Shotgun P. Diddy” or “P. Diddy run the city”….I think I don’t bear even the SLIGHTEST resemblance to Sean John….there are pictures of me on my old website which is the link on the side called Babysteps….form your own opinion….

Maybe if I was getting 1% of P. Diddy’s money/residual women I wouldn’t mind so much….

One more day in Nashville…..ATL HERE I COME!

Okay….Say what you want about the ending of Spike Lee’s School Daze….they got the old school pledging thing down pat…so much so that it will never be the same….

I went to a come out show (probate…whatever) for Vanderbilt’s chapter of Alpha Phi Alpha Fraternity, Inc. tonight….it was a pretty aight show….different from the high profile shows that Alpha Rho chapter at Morehouse puts on….but on par with other Black Greek probates….

Anyone who hasn’t seen a Black Greek Frat/Sorority probate show is missing out because they are a part of the best the Black Greeks have to offer socially….

I personally have no problem with Black Greek life….I have come very close to persuing a particular Frat once or twice in my life….I’d never tell because I am one of the few around today that believes in discretion (lost art….even the Mason’s are wearing jackets now….what’s that all about?)….but I can see why one would have a problem with them in today’s climate….

I’m headed home on Friday morning and I can’t wait….so many people to see!!….so much business to handle!!!

The countdown begins!!

Okay I’ve been fooled yet again by Beth….I’m starting to think she does these things on purpose to see how quickily I can catch on to the fact that I’m being made a fool of….

What the hell am I talking about???….the Male pregnancy link in the entry below this one….

Thanks to the homie Max for not taking it at face value and doing some real investigation….he came up with this link….

This is not the first time that Beth has tricked me (the other instances are too shameful to admit)….but I do believe I started it by sending her a link to one of those “trick your friends into telling you embarassing stuff about them” websites….well here is my formal truce….you win….I dumby….you smarty pants….I cave man….you evolved supersmart woman….

I have quite literally seen it all now….

I am disgusted at this website….

I’m not going to turn this forum into a theological battleground….but as a physician in training I have serious moral qualms with doing things with a human body that it was not designed for….

I see it in the classroom everyday, my own colleagues anxious to play God….why are people so anxious to do something so powerful when they haven’t mastered the human condition yet?….

These psuedo-scientists who have allegedly impregnated this man (I’m still holding out that this may in fact be a hoax) couldn’t find it in them to devote their work to finding a cure for HIV/AIDS or Cancer….instead they take on this task with an almost giddy/gleeful tone….

In my eyes they are no better than the man whose “art” consists of flaying Human corpses….it’s amazing what gets passed off as “art” nowadays….I guess that is the price we pay as Americans to live in a “free” society….