Water Under The Bridge

If my seventh grade year was my roughest, eighth grade was a close second….and academically my performance was the worst in 8th grade….
It’s a little known secret that I actually failed 8th grade English….you see our teacher gave us this assignment to do a 10 page research paper on any topic you wanted….whatever grade you [...]

Yeah, yeah, so what…I was supposed to write about the wack ass summer of 1993….in due time homie, in due time….I honestly tried to sit down yesterday and write about it, and for the first time EVER the words just wouldn’t come together….it wasn’t all that bad a summer actually….just boring and dumb and it [...]

The next summer story is one of my worst summers so I’m gathering myself a little before I start to talk about it….I’m gonna just be random for a while….
First of all congratulations are in order for my homie Rashard….I wrote about Rashard possibly being shipped off to serve the country in Bush’s war a [...]

Okay, back to where I left off….
In 1992 I had just finished 7th grade….it was probably my worst year “socially”….I was getting bullied at school by old boy Robert (I wrote about this awhile back)….I was a CLASSIC nerd….skinny, glasses, low self esteem (yep lower than now!!)….anyway I was in need of some direction or [...]

And not a moment too soon….
Man your boy has been going through it….as you may or may not know my right eye is possessed by Devils….on Friday morning the Devils decided to wage warfare on me for wearing contact lenses to bed….my eyes turned red and I was unable to open my eyes….I needed assistance [...]

Before I begin I realize that I left ya’ll hanging a LONG time ago….when I said I had a surprise….the surprise was I am in ONE (very small) picture in this month’s Ebony Magazine (with Erykah Badu on the cover)….I am wearing a bow tie and my white coat, I’m on the left holding a [...]

In 1990 I was 11 years old….
Every child has that awkward phase….this was the beginning of mine….I had just started to hit my growth spurt….I had just gotten glasses….I was becoming Steve Urkel….
As always me and my sisters needed structured activities….so my mom signed us up with the camp at our church….I had so much [...]

1988 and 1989 were like one big summer to me….my mom was in school during both summers….as I was writing the stories down in my notebook I got confused as to what happened when so I said eff it….I’ll roll them both up into one summer….
So, one of the summers I was involved in some [...]

The Summer of 1987 – 8 years old
My mom and dad would be surprised. I remember the day we left Atlanta for Mississippi like it was yesterday. I wondered why my dad was crying as we left the house for the train station. We went to Mississippi all the time after all. [...]

It’s Making the Band 2 time again….tonight at 9 PM Central time, Ness and Fred will finish what they started beforein the living room of the Making the Band 2 House….
I made some fliers for the show that were misconstrued as invitations to a “Making The Band” party….or “Puff Party” as Kara called it (hey [...]