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Black Like Me…

April 1, 2009

In 1954, Psychologists Kenneth and Mamie Clark administered the infamous doll test. When presented with white and black dolls, little black girls overwhelmingly chose the white dolls as prettier, nicer, smarter.

The video is heartbreaking.

A young girl named Kiri Davis has done a short film on the topic. Please watch it when you can.

And then, just yesterday, Good Morning America did their own take on the doll test.

It makes me sick to my stomach.

A longer post when Blogorama is over will follow. I have things to say about this.

I can’t. I just can’t.

April 1, 2009

My boy Jerry Barrow just put up a Note on Facebook. It’s a memorial to KING magazine. No. I can’t. I just can’t.

He highlights four cover stories he wrote for the magazine here. Check ’em out.

I can’t. Y’all. I can’t.

Breakfast.

April 1, 2009

hard-boiled egg. water. no coffee. sob.

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Yikes.

April 1, 2009

My Aunt Janna just sent me an email. Warning about pistachioes and salmonella poisoning.

I’m a pistachio-loving fool.

This is scary.

I hate when healthy food proves deadly. Like the spinach incident from a few years back. It just seems so unfair. What the hell can we eat?

My pistachioes for lunch. Which I eat every day. I'm not tossing them. These things are expensive. And obviously, this batch is fine. I've been eating them for three weeks...

My pistachioes for lunch. Which I eat every day. I'm not tossing them. These things are expensive. And obviously, this batch is fine. I've been eating them for three weeks...

Charlene..

April 1, 2009

Cleaning out my bag before I start working. (It’s a ritual. I can’t have clutter when I write) Found this business card someone gave me…

I was walking around Macy’s the other night. This woman walks up to me and says, “Here. Take my card. And give me a call if you need anything…”

She owns a hair salon.

How should I take that?

Is she saying, you look so fly that I’d love to have you in my shop?

Or. Is she saying, I don’t know what you have on under that warm and fuzzy hat but something tells me it ain’t all good.

I’m going for the latter.

Ugh.

Should I have been offended? I totally was. Though I don’t think she meant any harm. Maybe I’m too sensitive.

Oh. And what’s up with the crossed out digits on the business card? Once your number changes, I say you bite the bullet and re-up. No?

Have you ever rocked business cards with the cross-out? Don’t lie!

Oh. And should Charlene’s offer have offended me?

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