Wednesday, December 5, 2007
Uncommon Uses for Common Products
I've tried a few & they really work.
Sex With the Ex
....is something I've tried to avoid at all cost.
So today, I see my 1st love, who was also my on & off ex for damn near 1/2 my life. I 1st saw his mammy (yeah mammy...she didn't like me & the feeling was mutual) and I prayed he wasn't near. Low & behold I hear his voice. Damn! I don't want to see or talk this man....even tho I was looking rather fly & nothing would've pleased more than "throw" it in his face, but instead I headed for the checkout hoping I could be out before he saw me.
Santa Baby 2006
Here's to hoping my "Santa Baby" notices how nice I've been. :)
Santa Baby
by Various Artist
Buh-bum.. buh-bum...
Santa baby, just slip a sable under the tree, for me
Been an awful good girl
Santa baby so hurry down the chimney tonight
Santa baby, a '54 convertible too, light blue,
I'll wait up for you dear
Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight
Think of all the fun I've missed,
Think of all the fellows that I haven't kissed
Next year I could be just as good
If you check off my christmas list
Santa baby, I want a yacht and really thats not a lot
Been an angel all year
Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight
Santa honey, one little thing I really need, the deed
To a platinum mine,
Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight
Santa cutie, and fill my stocking with a duplex and cheques,
Sign your x on the line
Santa cutie, and hurry down the chimney tonight
Come and trim my Christmas tree,
With some decorations bought at Tiffany's
I really do believe in you,
Let's see if you believe in me
Santa baby, forgot to mention one little thing, a ring,
I don't mean on the phone,
Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight
Hurry down the chimney tonight
Hurry, tonight.
Tuesday, December 4, 2007
Gangsta Lean - Dirty Rotten Scoundrels (D.R.S)
This song’s dedicated to my homies in that gangsta lean
Why’d you have to go so soon
It’s seems like yesterday we were hangin’ ‘round the hood
Now I’m gonna keep your memory alive like a homey should
A lifetime of memories
Goin’ down the drain
I’d like to keep steppin’
But I can’t get past the pain
I tip my 40 to your memory
Take a drink and I start to think and I
I know one day soon
We’ll be, we’ll be hangin’ out
This is for my homies
This is for my homies, well, well
See you when I get there
In that gangsta lean, in that gangsta lean
This is for my homies
This is for my homies, well
See you when I get there
In that gangsta lean, in that gangsta lean
My God, my God
Could you pass on a message for me, ha
Tell him to put down those dice for a second, Lord
Listen to his homey
Could you tell him I’ll never let go
Of his memory so his son will know, huh
You don’t have to cry no more
‘Cause God’s got his back, I said God’s got his back
A lifetime of memories (A lifetime of memories)
Goin’ down the drain (Goin’ down the drain)
I’d like to keep steppin’ (I would)
But I can’t (Oh, no) get past the pain
I tip my 40 to your memory
Take a drink and I start to think and I
I know one day soon
We’ll be, we’ll be hangin’ out
This is for my homies
This is for my homies
See you when I get there
In that gangsta lean, in that gangsta lean
This is for my homies
You know I miss you, you know I miss you, my homey
See you when I get there
In that gangsta lean, in that gangsta lean
This song is dedicated to my homies in that gangsta lean
Tommy from Masters Touch
My boy YB, and my boy Emir
And whoever else out there got a homey that’s in a gangsta lean
And also my boys in the pen, and they gon’ never see the street again
‘Cause you know what
It don’t matter what they was doin’ while they was here
They coulda been bangin’, slangin’, but they ain’t here no more
Now somebody’s daddy, somebody’s baby, that’s somebody’s homey
So go on let ‘em rest in peace while they’re in that gangsta lean
You know what I’m sayin’
That’s on the real, loc
This is for my homies
I can’t believe that you’re gone
See you when I get there
I’ll see you, I’ll see you, I’ll see you
This is for my homies
Now that you’re in that gangsta lean, well, well, well
See you when I get there
I’m so sorry you’re gone, but I’ve got to keep on
This is for my homies
I gotta movin’, I gotta keep movin, I gotta keep movin’, movin’, movin’, movin’
See you when I get there
I’ll see you, I’ll see you one day, some day, hopefully some day
This is for my homies
This is for my homies, yeah
See you when I get there
In that gangsta lean, in that gangsta lean
Monday, December 3, 2007
Grey Goose Anyone?
The grey hair in my head is getting outta control. I was OK with one (1) or two (2), but damn, every day I awake to what {I think} is more than my fair share. To make matters worse, some grow in grey & others are turning grey from the root. The ones that grow in grey don't even appear to belong in my head.
I want to age gracefully, but damn. I've never used permanent hair color, but I think the time has come!
Back in the day, I was the queen of the semi-permanent colors....blue/black & burgundy to be exact. My mom & granny wouldn't allow me dye my hair burgundy. They did meet me 1/2 way & allowed the semi-permanent color. You could barely see it under normal lighting , but in the sun the color was the bomb!
I'm feeling a little adventurous & want to try a new color, but I'm deathly afraid, I'll end up looking like Lucille Ball (fireball red) or Marilyn Monroe (platinum blonde) by the head & that's a no-no. Those colors are beautiful on some sisters (Starr & Silky to name a few), but won't work for me.
My natural color looks black, but is really a dark brown. I'm considering a lighter shade of brown or natural black.
Any advice or suggestions would be appreciated. I can't go too wild....I don't want corporate America, also known as the white folks who sign my off on my salary, looking at me like I've lost my ever-loving mind.
Saturday, December 1, 2007
What Do The Lonely Do At Christmas ~~ 1973 by The Emotions
‘Tis the season to be jolly
But how can I be when I have nobody
The yuletide carol doesn’t make it better
Knowing that we won’t be together
A silent night
I know it’s gonna be
Joy to the world
But it’s gonna be sad for me
What do the lonely do
At Christmas
Oh...oh...what do the lonely do
At Christmas time
The children can play with their new toys
While their little hearts burst open with joy
And lovers can kiss beneath the mistletoe's
The choirs can sing those glorious songs of old
But what is left
Oh, for me to do
Now that it’s Christmas
And I don’t have you
What do the lonely do
At Christmas
Oh...oh...what do the lonely do
At Christmas time
Oh...oh...what do the lonely do
At Christmas
What do the lonely do
At Christmas
Oh, what do they do, what do they do
At Christmas
Ooh, what do they do, what do they do
At Christmas
Oh...oh...what do the lonely do
At Christmas
What do the lonely do
At Christmas
Oh, ho, what do they do, what do they do
At Christmas