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Jungle in Here
(Spring ’99)
Change in the air in here
Once dry as the desert sand
Unexpected humidity in here
Breathing suddenly labored
Should be used to the rain forest in here
Created upon the promenade of one
Flustered by the exhibition,
The unknown is the greatest aphrodisiac
Jungle in this place of silicon and metallic alloy
Steam short-circuits a motherboard in here
Gaping legs forming obtuse angles
Loose loincloth creeps silently
Expecting a growl, a baby’ voice is heard
A bedroom whisper in here
Staring
Prayers for bigger thighs and shorter loincloths
Smiles of admission in here
Plans to accept the jungle as way of life
Posted by Rashid on December 30, 2004 at 12:47 AM | Comments (0)
PASCAL
(Spring 1998/Winter 2000)
Yellow is a beautiful shade of
Black like zeroes
Off
The binary void
I met you there
And it was your hair
Fiber ethnic wires
Wow, are you my guardian angel
Or my patron saint
Check that email and then
Come get me
One as I enter
Zero when I'm done
On
Posted by Rashid on at 12:36 AM | Comments (0)
urban tiger
urban tiger
black stripes embrace your
body the way
i wish to
emerald eyes do something
when you tread into my space
my jungle of allusion
you sniff
noticing the other cats
here before you
just practice, i say
i just stare
at the way you move across the pavement
hypnotic
muscle and bone moving in a liqueous symphony
a husky growl
is your aria
Posted by Rashid on at 12:34 AM | Comments (0)
Butch Beyonce Slutty Dance Brigade
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Please visit the official website of the geniuses behind the video!
Posted by Rashid on December 29, 2004 at 8:53 PM | Comments (0)
Dream
What a crazy dream.
I was at Howard University (funny how I so rarely dream about Georgetown or American, schools I actually attended). It was a VERY nice day, sunny and warm. I was standing in front of the building to the immediate right of the Blackburn student center.
Then, for some reason, a truck pulled up and let a tiger out! A freakin circus tiger! So people are all like ummmmm....what the hell? But nobody seems to be especially scared.
The tiger comes near me, and I notice that one of my friends from high school (Krystal) is hanging out and she stops to pet the tiger. She has NO fear of this tiger. So I tell her something like "Looks like you finally found a man you can put on a leash."
I think I was at Howard for some sort of photography project, and all of a sudden, I had to leave. I couldn't stop and chat with a few of my Alpha Phi Omega brothers that I was cool with, and I remember one in particular, Edwina, was like "Uh Uh, I know you not gonna come to my campus without saying hi!" and I was all like "Sorry girl, I got to run!"
As I passed Douglass hall, I heard somebody making some flippant comments about "fake" Greek organizations, and I thought they were trying to be disparaging toward some Alpha Phi Omega brothers who were sitting on the steps of Douglass. Upon closer inspection, I saw that they were actually members of Kappa Kappa Psi, so I kept walking.
Now, at some point in the dream, I picked up a Howard newspaper and saw that the Deltas (Alpha Chapter) had had a fall line, which is unusual at Howard. Come to find out both Krystal and another high school friend Darlene were shown as being part of that line...I was like "er?" Krystal and Darlene had been out of undergrad for years, and as far as I knew (in real life) neither of them were interested in sororities. But in the dream I was like "awww ain't that sweet." Apparently they had their probate in the guise of a talent show in a gym.
Did I mention the zebra that was running around at the same time as the tiger?
So as the sun set, I left Howard by the School of Business and ran into three folks I knew from high school: Charles, Geoffrey, and Marquell. For some reason, we sang "Peanut Butter Jelly Time" like it was our theme song -- even had a little dance to go with it.
We decided to go to my house and wait for Claudine there, since I couldn't really hang out until I met up with her. For some reason, a big theme was the fact that I said to hell with continuing my photography for the evening.
But we got mugged! I had some money in my hand for some reason, and we got surrounded by some neighborhood toughs. So I just gave them the money and walked away with my boys, hoping the toughs would just run off. I still had my ATM card and I was scared that they would come back and try to jack me for it. For some reason, I thought it would be a bright idea to throw my wallet under a car and come back for it later.
The muggers came back anyway, and we ran into an Asian-owned boutique on Georgia Avenue. The woman tried to ask us to leave at first but we were like naw player, we are being chased by some thugs! So she was like oh okay, use the phone. So I called the police, and let me find out 911 really is a joke! They said there was nothing they could do! So me and Charles ran out the back door, and Marquelle and Geoffrey ran out the front and somehow (I hope) tried to avoid the thugs.
Me and Charles were bookin' through that alley and it started to rain. We found ourselves on one of those side streets between Georgia and SHerman avenues, probably Fairmont, and we were like shit, we need to go to ANYBODY'S house and call the cops again. We could HEAR the thugs behind us in the alleys talking about what they were about to do.
I ran up to some house with 2003 on the door. I banged on the door and the window while Charles tried to get us in a house two doors down. When the lady let me in I was like "Carles, come down to 2005....I mean, 2003!" So the lady let me in and somehow I knew I could trust her, even though she was this weird looking middle aged woman with thick glasses and a very traditional living room-- we're talking old school wallpaper, lampshades with tassles, and plastic on the furniture. But damn if that woman didn't have a computer with the internet right there by the door.
The end.
Posted by Rashid on at 4:32 AM | Comments (2)
A Very Productive Day Indeed
Now....I probably shouldn't be saying this, but um.....here are some things I did today.
Filed my Trade Name Registration papers with the DC government, registering "Old Gold Soul" as my official business name. Since I am a sole proprietorship type of business (not a partnership, limited liability corporation(?), or regular corporation) that means YOU can write a check to "Old Gold Soul" and I, Rashid Darden, can legally cash it.
That's kinda hot.
In DC, the kind of business I will be (sole proprietor seller of books via the innanet, book fairs, festivals, and directly to bookstores) means that I won't have to get the business license that say, a hot dog stand or barbershop would have to get.
It's kind of neat....and interesting just how much the government (even municipal) regulates.
One good thing is that Old Gold Soul has already been introduced to the public via this website, so it's like already a "recognizable" trade name. Not that that means anything particularly, I just thought it was cool.
I made my FINAL edits to my manuscript today, less than 90 minutes ago. It WAS finished, but then, a few months ago, I decided to have an editor review it AGAIN. Since I am self-publishing, and self-published authors have a stigma of producing sub-standard work, I wanted to make sure that the inside of my book was PERFECT. I really appreciated my editor's hard work. I took most of her suggestions, but kept certain things that I felt made the book uniquely a novel about black Greek life.
Favorite quote from my editor: "What's a Skee-Wee?"
Now, here is something I think is pretty important to share with other people interested in self-publishing. I have decided on my book manufacturer. I REALLY like these people. They are respected among self-published authors, and I'd found good reviews on them on the web. Also, they are one of the book manufacturers listed in The Self-Publishing Manual. I don't want to give their name just yet since no contracts have been signed.
But that's not the issue I wanted to share....the issue is that I asked for a prie quote for my novel based on 330 pages.
Um, how about I have 366 and counting?
Yeah.
So basically, after I add the back matter (basically just an order form for more books) I may have 368 or 370 pages.
That will affect the price of printing, unfortunately. It will probably go up. By how much? I don't know. But I'm not going to ask for a new quote until I am really, for really really ready to go to print. Like, we're talking the whole thing has been typeset, the cover is ready, and everything. Because I don't want to go back and get ANOTHER price quote -- it's not like I'm shopping around at this point.
Speaking of covers, now I feel I can talk about my situation with my cover designer. First of all, let me say this: I love that man. He has been my friend since 2000, and we have a friend in common. He's a talented architecture grad from Washington University in St. Louis. I am pleased to be able to introduce his work to all of you.
However, I wasn't feeling the proof that he sent me before the holidays. In fact, I was kind of upset with it. Not because it was BAD -- the boy does great work. But I think he and I need to improve our communication with each other. He had taken some elements AWAY from the work that he hadn't told me until he emailed it to me. So I am like "What?" when I'm checking the proof and thinking to myself "Where is this...and this...and this?" Well, I showed the proof around, and it seems as though I was the only person who hated it, LOL.
I know, hate is a strong word. I didn't hate it. It just wasn't what I was looking for. But once my artist returns from Cambodia (!) he and I will regroup, refocus, and have a cover for all of YOU to be proud of!
Yay us.
I plan on kicking off the pre-sale sooner than I originally thought, which is good. I also think I'll be able to bump up he publication date. HOWEVER, you all should know that the more successful the pre-sale is, the sooner we can move forward with publishing the book.
You see, self-publishing, as I like to say, is more like "Do it yo DAMN self" publishing. Every little thing that you see about a book will ultimately come down to little old me for LAZARUS.
BUT, the phone rang, so I will continue this another time!
PEACE
Posted by Rashid on December 27, 2004 at 10:03 PM | Comments (0)
The Day After
Well, Christmas 2004 has come and gone.
I am awake for the second time today and chances are I will take another nap before it's all over. I'd REALLY like to go to CVS for their clearance sale, or even to Karibu Books to use my gift certificate. But nobody in my house is feeling that! Not even an "I'll drop you off on my way to do something else" because nobody wants to leave the house! And as cold as it is, I for damn sure won't be taking public transportation.
So, I will probably be watching DVDs all day. I am in the middle of watching Kill Bill, but it's on a slightly boring part, and I'm just waking up, so I can't handle it. It's a good fuckin' movie so far, though.
I dreamed that I was in the ICC Auditorium at Georgetown, and the Zetas were having yet another grad probate show type thing. It's funny, because they had two guest speakers afterward. So, for some reason, my ankle was sprained, and I was limping pretty bad. But for some reason, I knew that was a good thing -- it's like I knew since I was injured, people would be more likely to make conversation with me, and want to exchange cards.
Weird, huh?
Why was Karamo in the audience? Of course I was psyced, but I was trying to play it cooooooool. I was all "Yeah, I'm cripple....let Karmo come to me." LOL what's wrong with me?
Shari was in this dream, I was sitting next to her. Shaina was also in the dream! I haven't seen her in AGES. Other local celebs were there, like Jeannie Jones and Justine Love from the radio.
It was trippy.
Before that, I was up at the butt crack of dawn. Okay, well before that -- I woke up spontaneously at 4am. Crazy! I hopped on the computer, and somehow found a video of the Ques clowning all the major black frats. It's actually pretty funny, so big ups to them.
Jerks.
lol.
Then, I had a BIG breakfast! Okay, it wasn't HUGE, but it was good! Ham, an egg, and fried potatoes & onions! Oh yeah, and a piece of feta cheese I had from the other day. So good.
Christmas day was pretty fun! My mom's fiancee's mother was there, as was my grandmother, great aunt, uncle, aunt, and cousin. We had fun. Me and my Uncle had some time for us to chill. He's in this Christian fraternity called Alpha Omega Alpha.....I am like oooooooooooo-kay, whatever rubs your rhubarb, buddy. (My uncle never went to college, so him being in a fraternity is slightly odd to me.)
I wasn't expecting much for Christmas -- I got Kill Bill Vols. 1 and 2 and The Wiz which helped chip away at my WISH LIST (Not too late to hook a brother up for Kwanzaa!) I also got a mug, chicken soup mix, and a mini Chicken Soup for the Soul book from Shari. I also got Georgetown slippers! Isn't that a hoot?
I didn't get anything from HIM. Wasn't REALLY expecting anything, but then again, would have been nice, right? Some other things happened with that situation that I wrote about on Christmas Eve.....but it was kinda personal, sorry! Maybe I'll post it in the future.
My bedroom is CLEAN. Nothing on the floor, nothing on my desk. I am trying to turn myself into an anal person who stays ridiculously neat. It's the only way to keep my space from looking like a tornado hit it.
I will probably post more later today because I am obsessive like that....'til then, PEACE!
Posted by Rashid on December 26, 2004 at 11:51 AM | Comments (2)
Which Famous Revolutionary Are You?
| Which Famous Revolutionary Are You? Che Guevara “At the risk of seeming ridiculous, let me say that the true revolutionary is guided by a great feeling of love.”
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Posted by Rashid on December 24, 2004 at 1:07 AM | Comments (0)
Which Borg drone are you?
| Which Borg drone are you You're a BORG QUEEN You are a pivital part of the Collective, but at times your rampant individualism can disrupt the Collective's goals. We predict that you'll seduce an android and then he will betray you and your orgainc compounds will liquify.
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Posted by Rashid on at 1:06 AM | Comments (0)
Which Six Feet Under Family Member Are You Most Like?
| Which Six Feet Under Family Member Are You Most Like? David Fisher If you are not already you may want to come out of the closet! You are a homosexual control freak! Who is just coming to terms with your sexuality.
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Posted by Rashid on at 12:51 AM | Comments (0)
Which Female Cast Member of 90210 Are You?
| Which Female Cast Member of 90210 Are You? Brenda Walsh You are kind of a backstabbing wench and nobody really likes you.
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Posted by Rashid on at 12:48 AM | Comments (0)
What minor Simpsons character are you?
| What minor Simpsons character are you? Joe Quimby Vote Quimby. Er...ah... that woman was my wife... Er.
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Posted by Rashid on at 12:47 AM | Comments (0)
Which Aliens Colonial Marine are you?
| Which Aliens Colonial Marine are you? Cpl. Dwayne Hicks (played by Michael Biehn) Most level-headed of the Marines, and survived all the way to the end. Favors a hands-off, managerial approach to problems ('nuke 'em from orbit. Only way to be sure.')
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Posted by Rashid on at 12:45 AM | Comments (0)
Which Britney Spears are you?
| Which Britney Spears are you? Sweet Britney You like to be with your family as much as you can. You give money to help kids go to dance camp. No one cares about this part of your personality.
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Posted by Rashid on at 12:41 AM | Comments (0)
What Kind of Intelligence Do You Have?
| Your Dominant Intelligence is Linguistic Intelligence |
 You would make a fantastic poet, journalist, writer, teacher, lawyer, politician, or translator. |
Posted by Rashid on December 23, 2004 at 8:42 AM | Comments (0)
aaaarrrrgghhhh
1) I need my webmaster noooooooooow! My comments are being flooded with spam. UGH!
2) Fourth graders SUCK. I wish I could say I was looking forward to my upcoming gig, but I'm not. However, here is a pic of me before the great First Grade Halloween Party of '04:
3) Within five minutes of me coming home, WHY did I have to cuss somebody out? Not somebody at home, but somebody on the phone. Ugh.
4) I left my lunch at home today. But the good news is that I got pizza and junk food. wooooooo hoooo for holiday parties!
5) Peanut Butter Jelly!
6) Still got some things on my mind as it relates to HIM. Talked to frat about it....I love frat....but I also recongize that me and frat are two different people. I definitely hear his advice, but I know what's best for me.
7) I really think I got THE GIFT, yo. It's kinda scary sometimes....but I'm trying to hone it. And it's funny how THE GIFT only works on other people, not yourself.
there's probably more I could say, but dammit I'm just too tired. Cussin' bamas out is draining!
Posted by Rashid on December 22, 2004 at 5:45 PM
:-/
Trippin'......
Posted by Rashid on at 6:09 AM
Sex & the Cancer Man
Got this from an email....
Like the rest of their life, a sexual encounter with Cancer is much
like a slow dance, but if you've got the right moves, you can take
the Crab on a torrid tango. Ole! The emotional firepower that can be
aroused within Cancer usually manifests itself as a series of
wonderful fantasies and less as sexual acrobatics. Either way, it's
pure pleasure for both partners. The Crab is also quite intuitive and
can generally sense what their lover wants, which makes an encounter
between the sheets a finely-tuned union. Cancer's feminine side is
often on display in the bedroom, which means the Crab enjoys being
made love to. The good news is that the Crab is a very receptive
student! With the Crab, sex often equals love and its nurturing
aspects (such as home and hearth), so anyone who can appeal to this
sign's deep need for security is likely to unleash a volcanic
eruption of sensual treats. Being a Water sign, Cancerians are quite
fond of sex on the beach or in the sea.
Aries and Sex
The Ram is more of a tiger where sex is concerned and, like many
other sleek animals, loves the hunt -- that steady pursuit of the
ultimate prize. Aries is a physical and fearless lover and is blessed
with the stamina to go all night long. They are not afraid to
experiment sexually in their quest for pleasure, which means an open-
minded lover is a must. The Mile-High Club must have been invented
for these folks! It's safe to say that Aries' lover must be able to
satisfy, or the Ram will move on. The dominant sexual partner will
likely be the Ram, and while eroticism is important, a mental
connection is also favored by this sign. As if Aries weren't
passionate and demanding enough, they also want to be made to feel
secure in a sexual relationship, lest jealousy rear its ugly head.
Taurus and Sex
Taurus is one alluring package, thanks in part to their love of
beautiful things. Those lucky enough to snare this lover will find
that the best, amazingly, has been hidden from view! In private, the
Bull is an intense partner, and one quite happy to have sensual
encounters go on all night long. The Energizer Bunny of the Zodiac
has arrived! These days and nights of play should be punctuated with
conversation, fantasies, seduction, even a few edible treats, the
better to create the perfect mood. Sex as a release from the more
practical aspects of life is often all the Bull wants. If this play
date can be scheduled for Taurus's beloved home, all the better,
since comfort is always on the Bull's mind.
Gemini and Sex
The Twins aren't asking for much, just someone who will stimulate
their mind for a great time. Of course, those mental hijinks need to
have a bit of follow-through, so a lover with variety on their mind
will score a perfect 10. That said, a quickie in the back seat of a
fast car is just what the doctor ordered on some days. Face it, this
sign is versatile! Most of all, though, sex is a mental sport for
Gemini. The act begins in the head and works its way down and around.
Gemini is always in search of the perfect lover and the perfect
sexual experience. Once they (hopefully) find it, they will want, and
give, stimulation to all the senses, for sight, sound and touch are
all important. Bottom line: The Twins want something different and
something complete. Not too much to ask, right?
Cancer and Sex
Like the rest of their life, a sexual encounter with Cancer is much
like a slow dance, but if you've got the right moves, you can take
the Crab on a torrid tango. Ole! The emotional firepower that can be
aroused within Cancer usually manifests itself as a series of
wonderful fantasies and less as sexual acrobatics. Either way, it's
pure pleasure for both partners. The Crab is also quite intuitive and
can generally sense what their lover wants, which makes an encounter
between the sheets a finely-tuned union. Cancer's feminine side is
often on display in the bedroom, which means the Crab enjoys being
made love to. The good news is that the Crab is a very receptive
student! With the Crab, sex often equals love and its nurturing
aspects (such as home and hearth), so anyone who can appeal to this
sign's deep need for security is likely to unleash a volcanic
eruption of sensual treats. Being a Water sign, Cancerians are quite
fond of sex on the beach or in the sea.
Leo and Sex
As befits a Fire sign, there is a great physicality, white heat and
ardor which emanates from the Lion -- in the right circumstances. The
Lion wants action first and foremost, and if the moves are being made
on them, all the better. When Leos are being made love to (slow,
steady love), they are flattered into a state of ecstasy. This kind
of approach will help create a Lion who is a very confident lover.
Leos are utterly aroused when a partner revels in their beauty and
aura and tells them how wonderful it is. As their gracious gift, the
Lion will show their partner just how much that compliment meant! The
Lion loves seduction and foreplay, and a well-placed mirror or two
would be nice, too, since that flowing mane and cat-like quality are
begging to be watched.
Virgo and Sex
So often, the sizzle in sex is in the details, and Virgo is a master
of minutiae. The lover as perfectionist is Virgo personified: someone
who will see to it that the little things are never overlooked.
Virgos finish what they start in the bedroom, and this cozy chamber
is likely to be a dreamy den decorated with discriminating taste. The
servant in Virgo is only more than happy to be everything their lover
desires; if that lover can bring out Virgo's sensual self, the reward
will be a most liberated lover. A cool exterior tends to mask Virgo's
wild side, often a fantasy world filled with erotica safely under
wraps. The lover who can reach these sexual treats through artful
seduction is lucky in love indeed.
Libra and Sex
Sex is often mental for Air signs, and Libra is no exception. These
great communicators are possessed of a strong intellect, and these
mental fireworks often manifest themselves in the thorough
exploration of a lover. Only the brave need apply! Since the Scales
like to be in balance, though, they are often thinking of what both
partners want. A marked distaste for confrontation can sometimes be
perceived as disinterest on Libra's part, but it's more often just a
deep-down desire to please. Libras love seduction and foreplay, and
plenty of talk leading to some hot action. If this is all achieved in
the right luxurious setting, watch out! Libras swathed in riches are
a pleasure to behold. Libra loves the thought of a gifted and
attractive partner, since they feel their partner is receiving just
that. It's safe to say that a little erotica goes a long way with the
Scales, since these folks can be oh-so-playful with their toys.
Scorpio and Sex
The Sex God of the Zodiac has quite a lot to live up to! The Scorpion
does just that, thank you very much. The sexual prowess and drive of
those born under this sign is legendary. Scorpions smolder with every
come-hither look, alluring wink of an eye and mysterious stare. If
you want to ride a tiger to an emotional and sexual crescendo, jump
on the curvy back of the sleek Scorpion. The Scorpio lover has an
almost hypernatural libido, and loves giving sensual pleasure,
although receiving it is nice, too. Variety as the spice of life is
the golden rule here, and Scorpio loves to choreograph the scene for
maximum mutual satisfaction. Any lover stepping into this lair best
be ready, since keeping up is a must. Scorpions adore a lover who can
go on forever, the perfect gift for this truly sexual being. If that
lover brings some toys along, things will be tied up oh-so-neatly.
Ooh.
Sagittarius and Sex
The Archer is a Fire sign: 'Nuff said, at least where sex is
concerned. The initial Sagittarian response where sex is concerned is
through physicality, as opposed to emotion or practicality. The
Archer is not shy, and like the half beast/half human that he/she
represents, is quite the sexual animal. In other words, these folks
are always ready! Sagittarians like to enjoy many an erotic
experience, in keeping with their outgoing and sociable nature. Their
great libido also lends itself best to an artistic and graceful
lover, qualities they very much admire. Trying new things is also
often on the Archer's mind, and when their lover says sex on the
beach, they had best not be referring to a fruity drink. The
Sagittarian's thirst for knowledge is often quenched through straight
talk in bed, a way to combine two of their favorite pleasures.
Sagittarians can also grow to worship a worthy lover, a fitting
response to this holiest of acts.
Capricorn and Sex
Behind that cool Capricorn exterior lies a white-hot interior waiting
to be discovered by a worthy lover. Splendor beneath the sheets is
likely to be a straight-ahead affair for the Sea Goat, since this
practical Earth sign doesn't need anything flashy or fancy to get
aroused. The arousal here is from being happily in love, since love
and sex do go hand in hand for Capricorn. The Sea Goat is a
persistent, passionate and loyal lover, so whoever is on the
receiving end is in for a guaranteed good time. While Capricorns
abhor being dependent on their lover, they would certainly like to be
nurtured by them and exposed to new levels of delight. There is no
doubting that the frisky Sea Goat can explode with an understanding,
strong and libidinous partner.
Aquarius and Sex
As befits an Air sign, Aquarians tend to approach sex via the mind.
If they can share and discuss their thoughts with their lover,
matters in bed will be greatly enhanced. Their natural curiosity will
also lead them to experiment with creative play between the sheets,
so watch out! Pushing the envelope is a natural response for these
folks, and they'll continually test the waters for ever greater
pleasures. A delicious mystery lurks beneath the surface of these oft-
controlled souls, and the lover who can call their bluff is in for a
wild ride. The issue of mind vs. body, and which is more important,
is also with the Water Bearer. A lover who can convince them of the
pleasure principle will set this sexual being free.
Pisces and Sex
Sex is an emotional affair for the Fish, as is the case with much of
their lives. Pisces is a sensual and creative lover, adoring playful
sex and romping through erotic fantasies. Shyness goes out the door,
if it's the bedroom door we're talking about! The Fish has a great
appetite for sex and loves to keep things fluid and changeable. If
their lover can indulge them in flights of fancy, they'll be primed
all night long. For Pisceans, love and sex as a complete union is
best, the better to feel safe, free and totally uninhibited. The Fish
also loves to please their lover, so this union will definitely
sizzle for two. As for the sexiest kind of play, it's in the water
for the wet and wild Fish.
Posted by Rashid on December 20, 2004 at 7:31 PM | Comments (1)
R.I.P. Vidal
I am sad to report that my Alpha Phi Omega, Mu Alpha Chapter Brother Vidal Perez-Galan was murdered in the Bronx, NY this weekend. He was a teacher at a high school there. He was found dead in his apartment with two gunshot wounds.
Vidal was one of the coolest Brothers I could have ever pledged to. Please keep Mu Alpha Chapter and all of Vidal's family and friends in your prayers.
R.I.P. Brother
Vidal Perez-Galan
"Miss Thang"
#4- Mu Alpha Chapter - Spring '96
Georgetown University
Class of 1999
Posted by Rashid on December 19, 2004 at 11:34 PM | Comments (8)
My Amazon.com Wish List
Here is my AMAZON.COM WISH LIST!
Feel free to buy me stuff off of it. :-D
Okay, I don't expect that, but hey, check it out anyway!
Posted by Rashid on December 18, 2004 at 9:08 AM | Comments (0)
The White Elephant
Today was a half-day at work, yay!
You'd think I was an ACTUAL full-time staff member and not a sustitute, lol. But when you work damn near every day, you welcome the days away from the anklebiters as much as the regular staff.
Those three hours of class moved sooooo slow. I mean, SLOW! The kids weren't bad, though. Second graders. It's nice when you sub for a teacher who knows your style, you know theirs, and the transition is somewhat seamless.
At lunchtime, we had a potluck! I contributed chewy coconut cookies (courtesy ma dukes). It was ACTUALLY a nice potluck! I even had string beans! (Me and vegetables have a tenuous relationship, lol)
During lunch, we had a White Elephant game. How it works is that everyone brings in a gift. It SHOULD be something you bring from home that may or may not be new, like maybe something you got for Christmas LAST year but didn't really want. It has to be wrapped so nobody knows what it is.
You draw a number. It is probably better to have a higher number so you can be called closer to last. The lowest number is called, and you go pick out a gift. You open it, show everyone, and sit down. The next number is called. THAT number can either TAKE YO GIFT, forcing you to pick another one from the pot, or they may take one themselves.
Thing is...there were some pretty nice gifts! Not a lot of "white elephants"....of course, my black ass gets the first real white elephant. Some junk ain't NOBODY want!!!!
The Supreme Challenge:
Bowhunting Open Country Muleys.
82 Minutes
Veteran bow hunter Mike Lapinski experiences both the frustrations and joys of stalking to within 20 yards of a trophy class mule deer buck in open country. Mike meets up with Dwight Schuh in Utah where Dwight takes a 197” mulie buck that Mike stalked within five yards of just hours before. 4 kills.
WTF???? I'm feeling the box like "Oh yeah, I'm finna get The Godfather or something in this piece!"
Nope. I, Mr. Darden, got the White Elephant.
I was a good sport, though, lol. I could tell by the reaction of my colleagues that it was like "Awww, damn Darden. Sucks to be you. Couldn'ta happened to a nicer guy."
But dammit, it sucks! LOL. Cuz what happens is NOBODY is gonna snatch a white elephant gift and give you another chance. That's the beauty of the game....
It was SUCH A FUN GAME though. Me and one of my coworkers, who I went to high school with, probably got the worst ones. Why did she get a gift bag with a roll of toilet paper and a die?
Not DICE. ONE DIE.
That shit was bananas. But we couldn't do anything but laugh. I have a picture of her with the roll, but I need to ask her permission before I link it.
The teacher I had the dream about (remember he was renovating a school house in the dream?) well, he ended up with an EMPTY ink cartridge box! And remember, these gifts were all wrapped! lololol.....but inside the box was a $25 gift certificate to a sports store. That was hot! Some other gifts were really nice too, like a picnic/wine and cheese kind of totebag thingy, candles, CD's, DVD's, etc.
I don't know WHY I am so enthused by this game, but it was the most fun I've had at a "professional" function....ever! Hands down better than the junk we used to do when I worked for the Georgetown. Okay, well, we DID go to the movies for our Christmas party the year Harry Potter came out.
I fell asleep.
ANYWAY, we then we enjoyed a full afternoon of staff development, with plenty of team building activities!
The end!
Posted by Rashid on December 17, 2004 at 8:18 PM | Comments (3)
Anagrams!
I like how somebody on a message board got mad at me because I changed her screen name into an anagram to make a point that SATAN isn't the same thing as, or related to SANTA.....*smh*
So, introducing, THE INTERNET ANAGRAM SERVER!!!!!
Rashid Darden:
A dread Dr. Sinh (you like how I'm Indian, right?)
A darn reddish.
Add Rah Rinsed
Add Iran Herds
Dare darn dish
Had raid nerds
etc, etc
Posted by Rashid on December 16, 2004 at 7:00 PM | Comments (1)
Dear Santa....or Jolly Jenkins if he is free yet
I know nobody's gonna get me any of this stuff, so I'ma get it for myself!!!
One of these days....
In the next year...
Hopefully by my birthday on June 25.
Yo, I really want the Ultimate Matrix collection that was released a few weeks ago. TEN, count them, TEN DVDs relating to The Matrix!
Truth be told though, I really want the first season of The Wire more than I want The Matrix. But that jont was like ninety-nine dollas at Borders! I would have gotten it the same time I got my mom's presents, but.....I refuse to pay a hunned dollars for ONE season of any show! It's cheaper on Amazon, though. But now hell, I got other gifts to give regardless.
I want that African American Fraternities and Sororities book that I wrote about last weekend. Luckily, that doesn't actually come out until February.
There are kind of a lot of books out that I want, but I don't buy them for myself unless I REALLY want to support the author. I don't read books as quickly as I buy them! I did recently get Toure's novel, Soul City. I was pleasantly surprised by his collection of short stories, so I wanted to support the brother.
Family Guy on DVD would be nice.
It would be HOT if somebody gave me digital cable for Xmas so I could watch Degrassi: The New Generation on The N. lol But I guess that's a good thing, cuz I had digital cable, I might never leave the house, LOL.
Okay, this is a stupid entry, I'll go take my shower now. Have a good one!
PS - Santa, if you are listening, I could also use a check to pay my printer. 'Kay? Thanks.
Posted by Rashid on at 7:06 AM | Comments (1)
Founders' Day!
Happy Founders' Day, Alpha Phi Omega!
On December sixteenth of nineteen twenty-five
Fourteen men kept the Scouting dream alive
At Lafayette College in Easton, P-A
Alpha Phi Omega still stands to this day!
...May we always be!!!!
Posted by Rashid on at 7:05 AM | Comments (0)
BARF!
So long story short, I have been initiated into the illustrious brotherhood/sisterhood of elementary education:
A kid barfed in my class today.
Oh. My. God.
So little Starquaisia (not her real name) comes into class today complaining of a stomach ache:
Mr. Darden: What's wrong?
Starquasia: My stomch hurts. (pout)
Mr. Darden: Do you need to go to the bathroom?
Starquasia: Nooooo.....
Mr. Darden: Do you feel like you want to throw up?
Starquasia: Yeeeeeeeahhhhh....
Mr. Darden: (frightened, but in control) You SURE you don't want to go to the bathroom????
Starquaisia: Yes.
Mr. Darden: Then go to the nurse instead.
So time passes and we have the Morning Meeting. Starquasia comes back, and as there is a parent in the room, I let her handle Starquasia while I get the class settled. Parent says that the nurse told Starquasia to eat something.
Now, usually, a child that comes in complaining of a stomach ache first thing in the morning is USUALLY hungry, and feeding the kid USUALLY makes them feel better. So the parent let Starquasia have an orange/tangerine from her lunchbox.
When I saw this, I KNEW....I mean I KNEW DEEP IN MY HEART that letting that child eat that orange was a bad idea. Because what if she has an actual upset stomach? Citric acid would be the WORST thing she could ingest. BUT, the parent had already let her eat it, and what are the chances that she had a for real upset stomach and not just hunger?
I begin reading a story called "The Amazing Porridge Pot" -- which is a really good fuckin' story, by the way.
Just then, a little boy came in and had a question for me. He was like maybe fifth grade, I was with Kindergarte.
As I was talking to the boy, I heard "BLEEEEEGGGHHHHH!!!!" and then "EWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!"
I refused to look at this girl retching dead on. I saw enough from my peripheral vision to know OH MY GOD THIC CHICK IS PUKING!
Or, as we might say in my family (inside joke):
Look, Carolyn! She's throwin' up!
So the fifth grader is like oh my damn. Okay, not literally, but I know he was thinking it. I myself was like "OH MY GOD!" but not dramatically, more like "AWWWWW DAMN GINA!"
Actually, I don't know what the hell was going through my mind other than how I was NOT finna touch this barfy chick! She could have the Captain Trips!* Or Ebola!
So then I was like Starquasia go to the bathroom, quick, quick, now!
So she gets up and goes. I am like I HOPE if she has more to do, she'll do it in there. But, she was pretty much done. Luckily for the classroom, but unluckily for her, she REALLY messed herself up. I started feeling pretty bad for her, because those clothes were RUINED.
Not bad enough to touch her, though.
Aww, that's sad.
Yuck.
Anyway, so I finished telling the fifth grader what he needed to know, and Starquasia comes out of the bathroom looking HORRID. So I am like go to the nurse! And somebody took her out.
LUCKILY, our school custodian was RIGHT in the hallway when it happened. I was like "Hi, excuse me Mr. _____. We have a little vomit problem in Kindergarten!"
So he's like "Okay Mr. Dawson, I'll get right on it."
He always calls me Mr. Dawson. He's SO NICE. I really don't want to correct him. I'll just have to be Mr. Dawson for him.
So like within 30 seconds, he comes by with THE BEST CLEANER IN THE WORLD. Whatever it was smelled absolutely like oranges and helped to neutralize that stench of vomit that was in the air.
I FORGET HOW BARF SMELLED. YUCK!!!!!!
But you know what? The kids in the classroom mostly didn't see Starquaisia puking, so I don't think they were very traumatized or distracted. She was sent home soon afterward.
*****
Speaking of traumatized, I have to explain to you why I didn't take more of an active, "I'll save you, Starquasia!" role.
When I myself was in Kindergarten, this lil boy named DARIUS, who I thought was lame for whatever reason, PUKED ON ME!!!!
Not just on ME, but ON MY HEAD!!!!!!!
I was sitting Indian Style (Criss-Cross Apple Sauce for the '05) on the floor in front of Darius' desk, and he was sitting at his desk with his head down. Next thing you know, cascades of blown chunks are showering down on me. All of a sudden, before the shock could even set in, MISS ROBERTA WATSON RESCUED ME!!!!! (If anybody knows this woman, please direct her to my site! She was the bestest! Used to teach at Bunker Hill in DC.) Miss Watson snatched me up and we ran to the boys bathroom. All I know was that she was a-scrubbin' and a-scrubbin' that barf right out of my hair. Where Darius was or how he was feeling, I don't know. Alls I know was that Roberta Watson was determined to get MY little self cleaned up as best she could.
Well, my Aunt Sissy (don't laugh, city folk) came and picked me up and I got to take a bath. Ahhhhhh.
I was wearing a red, plaid shirt on that day. Don't you know it took me YEARS before I was able to psychologically separate plaid from barf?
*****
I feel kinda bad that I wasn't more proactive in helping out little Starquasia (still not her real name). But on the other hand ILL I ain't touchin' no might possibly have the bubonic plague lil chile!
Heaven forbid....lol....
But no seriously, I think I did pretty good.
*****
No kindergarteners were injured in the writing of this entry.
*****
*Captain trips was the name of the virus in The Stand by Stephen King.
Posted by Rashid on December 15, 2004 at 9:26 PM | Comments (3)
Ramblings....
Eva is America's next top model....yay for her. I was rooting for Yaya.
I, for one, don't think Idris Elba aka Stringer Bell from The Wire is all that hot.
Why I be missing Smallville like every week?
I may edit this later, I've got more to say on other topics...lol....
Posted by Rashid on at 9:23 PM | Comments (0)
Dream: Coolidge, Ryan, and La Unidad Latina
Mark, you'll be happy to know I am dreaming vividly once again. This one is probably not so prophetic, unless I am missing the symbolism.
I was at Coolidge, my old high school, as I often am in my dreams. This time, Coolidge had some sort of attic. (Actually, Coolidge just might have an attic anyway.) I ran into this dude name Ryan, who I was surprised to be dreaming about, but in retrospect, I had just seen his name in my addressbook last night. He had these really handsome model shots that he was sharing with me and some other dude. I got the feeling that he was running for Homecoming King, but now....maybe this is supposed to be indicative of some other endeavors he's undertaking.
Mark, looks like I might be back in business, eh?
My second dream starts off with this dude I used to know, who is a member of La Unidad Latina, Lambda Upsilon Lambda Fraternity, Inc., telling me that I was only trying to be friends with him so I could sell my book!!! THE NERVE!!!!
*snicker*
But I was actually hurt by the things he was saying. Of course I told him that wasn't true, that he was just assuming that. How we got to that point I'll never know. All I know is that this happened at a mall while I was on the phone with him.
Afterwords, I found myself back at Coolidge in the band room, which is on the tird floor, overlooking the parking lot and football field. The brothers of La Unidad Latina were in the parking lot with three pledges! It was sort of like a probate show....but an old school one. They were ACTUALLY pledges doing greetings and stepping and whatnot. I wanted to go see it, but I knew if I tried to go all the way downstairs to see it, I'd miss it.
So tell me....WHY did I bungee jump out of the band room window? Wearing letters, saying A PHIIIIII and all?!?!?!
Crazy.
I chit-chatted with some of the members after I came back downstairs the traditional way. I don't know if these members were people I knew, or if I just had the general "Cornell Cousin" familiarity with them.
Fun dreams....fun dreams....
Posted by Rashid on at 6:17 AM | Comments (0)
My Editor is a BEAST!
Yo.
I want to put my editor in my pocket and keep her FOREVER.
Editing is a CRUCIAL part of the writing process. I am so glad I decided to get a professional editor before Lazarus went to print. Basically, I know that the novel is good, but I wanted someone to read it who wasn't black, gay, or in a fraternity. You know, to look at it from a purely literary perspective.
At first, I was scared.
Wait a minute.
I wanted someone to read it who wasn't black, gay, or in a fraternity.
HAHAHAHHAHHA! That's funny to me for some reason. Like those are the only people I know!
Whew!
Anyway, at first I was scared because what if she HATED IT so bad that she couldn't finish reading it! But I knew that wouldn't be the case, because she's a smart cookie and has good taste, ;-)
But I was concerned that maybe she'd think it wasn't literary enough. But you know what? My editor read that thang and made EVERY correction that needed to be made, and made EXCELLENT suggestions to make it even more literary. I skimmed the comments and they are so on point.
Also, the whole time in which she was editing, I think I separated myself from Lazarus to the point where I can revisit it and make the appropriate changes to it. I don't think the changes will be glaring, like all of a sudden Adrian pledges Alpha instead, lol. But they will definitely improve the readability of the novel.
*sigh*
I am happy. Everything is coming together. I survived the editing process. Now all I need is TIME to make the changes. I work every day this week, so it is looking like Saturday will be the big day I make all the edits. Other than MAYBE going to this big holiday expo thingy at the Reeves Center I don't have any plans.
On tomorrow, I should be recieving the proof for my cover. I'm nervous, but hopeful. I have faith in my cover designer.
Okay, shower time!
Posted by Rashid on December 14, 2004 at 6:51 AM | Comments (2)
Two For One: Chocolate City Cotton Club and The Wire
Luckily, both these thoughts fit into Entertainment & Pop Culture so I can put them both in one entry!
First of all....soon after I came home from the probate, I got a call from my girl Nikki asking if I wanted to go to Takoma Station. OF COURSE I DO. I always do. So I was like sure. So she and her friend and I went and had a damn good time.
The Chocolate City Cotton Club is the name of the Sunday night event, and I really like it. If you recall, this is what I went to two weeks ago. Well, tonight, W. Ellington Felton was flying solo because Raheem DeVaughn was out of town. That's okay, because I prefer Dub Ell in the first place. If you recall, I probably said I had a lightweight crush on him that began to diminish the more he was talked about his daughter and baby mama.
At any rate, Dub was a lot more focused tonight than he was two weeks ago. Simmered down nah. I continued to be enthralled by his performances, though. His backup band was tight, as usual, with this white dude named Will on keyboards. A dude named K'Alyn joined the band on guitar and backup vocals, and led a song himself in the end.
A new chick named Wayna sang a song too. WAYNA IS DOPE!!!!!! I was sooooo feelin' her. She reminded me a bit of Billie Holiday and Erykah Badu...her voice was so strong. LOVED HER. I need to buy this album. I would have bought one tonight, but there weren't any available.
Instead, I picked up The Invitation by Crossrhodes and The Antidote by Urban Ave 31 (ft Raheem DeVaughn). I like the whole Urban Ave family. Dub Ell and Raheem DeVaughn are like Peanut Butter and Jelly.
I didn't drink tonight. Didn't really want to -- hadn't eaten much and didn't feel like being buzzed.
I went up to Dub and shook his hand, said I'd been a fan ever since Georgetown, Fall '02, which was true. (Damn, that's the same night I met JaHipster and Olu Butterfly Woods. That's hot!) He was like cool, then I asked for his website, and he gave it to me, and now YOU all have it too! See how well I treat y'all? Just introducing you to all this talent right here in DC.
I wanted to talk to Wayna, too, but she was engaged in some convo with some girl, and I figured I'd see her another time. With her fine Ethiopian ass.
*******
Then I came home to watch my tape of The Wire.
Holla back.
That shit was sooooooo flippin' good tonight.
In case you didn't see it, tough titty, because I am about to spoil the ending.
STRINGER BELL IS DEAD.
That shit was sooooo tight how it all unfolded. Now, I won't spoil how it all went down, but know that it was tight and you need to watch it. hee hee.
I love me some Omar.
Posted by Rashid on December 13, 2004 at 1:19 AM | Comments (2)
Soooooooo Sweet Zetas!
Me and my Frat/Sands Dwain went to a grad chapter neophyte show today! Beta Zeta Chapter of Zeta Phi Beta Sorority, Inc., welcomed four new beautiful ladies to their sisterhood.
It was a nice event! Definitely appropriate for a grad chapter. It was in the Rose Parlor at Trinity College -- err, I mean Trinity University. (I'm old!) I definitely would like to see more grad chapters having functions like this.
The Director of Intake was pretty much the presiding official, but everyone from the Membership Committee was there, as was the chapter president and other chapter members. Beta Zeta is a much younger chapter than I thought -- however, like my own chapter, I bet the old school members only show up for chapter meeting, lol.
The four neos walked into the room while one of them was singing the "I Know I Been Changed" Zeta song. The stepped a little bit, then gave greetings.
Sidenote: I be straight up forgetting that we (Alphas) always get greeting PHIRST, lol. I am glad they always preface it would "Greetings to all of the members of the National Pan Hellenic Council." I think if they jumped straight into APhiA, I would just straight up forget to do the call.
Anyway, then they stepped some more, then the strolled out. It was short and sweet -- as it should be. Nobody wants to be out there for three hours of marching, singing, greetings, stepping, etc. (Howard University frats, I'm talkin to you!)
The Alphas in the audience outnumbered the Sigmas. Just had to put that in there. The Brothers I met there were nice, but I didn't have any cards to give them. One was in one of the PG County grad chapters.
I felt really short this evening! Dwain and the two frat brothers were all at least six feet tall. I was like hmmmm...why my neck hurt?
We were in and out quickly because Dwain had to work, but I was really, really pleased with the event! Big ups to BZ!
And here is a pic of me and two of my home girls from Beta Zeta!
Here is the neos!
Here is their gift table!
Here is a blurry picture of me and Dwain! Why I look fat???? lol
Posted by Rashid on December 12, 2004 at 7:05 PM | Comments (2)
So it sucketh not so much....
Funny how one phone call can make you feel sooooo much better.
:-D
Gotta stop listening to those voices, you know?
The mantra is....say it with me....
HE AIN'T THEM.
Get it? Got it? Good.
Posted by Rashid on at 11:35 AM
Liking somebody SUCKS!
When you like somebody....it's like you can't fall asleep right until you've spoken to them on the phone -- it's like you NEED them next to you, but it's okay (for now) if all you have is their voice on the phone and you don't have a hands-free device so you're kinda resting your elbow against the wall while you're laying down, talking, talking, talking, until nobody's talking and you you're actually sleeping and you know you're sleeping because all of a sudden you JERK yourself awake, say his name, and ask "You sleep?"
Yes, liking someone sucks.
Liking someone sucks because of all the guys I liked before. They made me neurotic. Okay, so I was neurotic before, but now I am like official and shit. I. Am. So. Scared. of getting hurt because no matter who, what, where, or when, they always hurt me SOMEHOW.
Fool me once, shame on you.
Fool me twice, shame on me.
Fool me thrice, I deserve to be dragged into the street and shot.
I am insecure now because of the others....insecure about my personality, my body, my sense of humor...perhaps, somewhere deep inside, I just don't feel good enough. And that's real.
I'm a pretty spazzed out individual sometimes. Now is one of those times. Because I LIKE somebody.
UGH!
I like him a lot. I know he is a good person. He calls me. A lot. I like that. It shows me he cares. It shows me he's thinking of me. Why doesn't that make me secure?
The reasons that I am insecure have nothing to do with him, so I shouldn't extend my blame to him. But I can't help it that he is in the category of "people who like me"....everyone who was once in that category eventually become "people who don't."
And I am scared of that. I am scared that everything I am feeling is going to turn out to be a big old waste of time because somehow, he is going to find SOMETHING wrong with me that is a DEALBREAKER.
I can't control it. I know. So it's not my fault if it happens. But dammit, I don't want to get hurt...again.
This was a rough weekend. I need him.
Bad.
Posted by Rashid on at 7:37 AM
I MUST HAVE THIS BOOK!!!!
"The first African American fraternities and sororities were established at the turn of the twentieth century to encourage leadership, racial pride, and academic excellence among black college students confronting the legacy of slavery and the indignities of Jim Crow segregation. Black Greek-letter organizations were also created to foster a sense of community among African American students on college campuses, and among their ranks are legendary artists, politicians, theologians, inventors, intellectuals, educators, civil rights leaders, and athletes. Nikki Giovanni, Cornel West, Martin Luther King Jr., Shaquille O'Neal, Toni Morrison, Bill Cosby, and W.E.B. DuBois are all members of black fraternities and sororities, and these groups continue to have a strong presence on campuses today.
"Offering a comprehensive overview of the historical, cultural, political, and social circumstances that propelled the creation of these groups, this collection of original essays references the profound contributions that black Greek-letter organizations and their members have made to American history. The contributors also examine current black Greek life and culture, addressing issues such as hazing and branding that are, perhaps unfairly, often at the forefront of discussions about these organizations. African American Fraternities and Sororities is the authoritative history of these influential and sometimes controversial organizations."
Pre-order this book, folks!!!!
Pick me up one as well....please? lol
Pre-order this exciting new book!
Posted by Rashid on December 11, 2004 at 7:40 PM | Comments (1)
I swear I do NOT do porn!
Ummmmmm.....so why did I find a picture of somebody on the internet who looka lika me????
No, not Eric Benet, but somebody in a more....provocative pose.
Granted, you can't see the dude's face, but if you didn't know I didn't do nude photography, you'd NEVER know it wasn't me.
Here he go:
I know right, he look like me! Or I look like him.
The unedited picture is available through email upon request, LOL.
Posted by Rashid on at 6:31 PM | Comments (1)
This is my hundreth post....
"She Ain't Right For You" - Macy Gray
Well, he's not coming down after all. Yeah, yeah, I'm sad and all that. I wasn't at first, but now I am. Trying to just be like fuck it but when you care for somebody so hard, it's never that simple.
Went to a bazaar at this elementary school today and got some secret santa gifts. Okay, so I don't know who I am secret santa-ing for yet because I didn't work on Friday, so I got some stuff that might be nice for either gender. Chances are I got a woman though.
Crap....I just realized I might not get a teacher at all....crap crap crap.
"Mercy Mercy Me" - Marvin Gaye
I wanted to mention that I saw a cute movie on the Disney channel this week. It was called Toothless. Basically, Kirstie Alley dies and has to become the Tooth Fairie before she can go to heaven. Crazy, right? But it was such a cute movie. I really liked it.
"Bossman" - Beenie Man ft Lady Saw and Sean Paul
This Morris Brown College situation....man....so apparently Tom Joyner made an offer to BUY Morris Brown College. Morris Brown turned him down.
"Part-Time Lover" - H-Town
And good for MBC! You can't BUY a non-profit entity! What the hell does Tom Joyner's bama ass know about owning a college? UGH. I wish a nigga would try to buy my school, even if it has lost its arccedidation. Yeah, that's probably my pride, Tom Joyner should never have gone on the radio and made the offer. That's not what higher education is all about. That's tacky, in my opinion.
If anything, he need to just make a DONATION instead of trying to buy the school. Hell, if he mad a donation of say $20,000,000 (which I'm sure he has) that might be one of the largest single donations by one black person ever made to a school.
Maybe, I am just guessing.
"Other Side of the Game" - Erykah Badu
Not to mention, Tom Joyner has a FOUNDATION. He can put his own money into the endowment, watch it make money, THEN give it to MBC. And even then, he can put limitations on the money. Legally, they can only spend gift money the way the donor says, or they have to give it back.
But...whatever....I'm no millionaire, you know?
******
I'm still sorta sad about this weekend....
"Thug Mentality" - Krayzie Bone
I don't know what I'm doing today....don't know what I feel like doing. Nothing, really. Maybe something related to LAZARUS....
Who knows.....
Posted by Rashid on at 11:58 AM | Comments (0)
Edward I, I am, I am.
which medieval british monarch are you?
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Posted by Rashid on December 10, 2004 at 8:47 AM | Comments (0)
Gingerbread Gentrification
You live in a Gingerbread Dorm or Apartment
Complex! Love the curtains. Do they block out
the sound of the garbage truck in the morning?
What Kind of Gingerbread House Do You Live In?
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Posted by Rashid on at 8:39 AM | Comments (0)
I like Ted! Which one is he???
Ted: Food & Wine Connoisseur
Which Member from Queer Eye for the Straight Guy is your type?
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Posted by Rashid on at 8:32 AM | Comments (0)
Adventures in Cover Design
My cover is almost finished. However, since my cover designer is a first time, you might be interested in knowing some of the questions we had about the whole process.
When I get the ISBN number, and subsequently the bar code, what format will it be in? How can we integrate it into the cover? Another author I know has problems with the readability of her bar code....how can we ensure the integrity of the graphic?
Everything else I'm straight on. I am just not a designer, so I don't know how these things work.
Posted by Rashid on at 6:37 AM | Comments (0)
Limbo 2
Well, I got the call yesterday. I went in to assist with a Kindergarten class for the morning, then I had fifth graders in the afternoon.
I soooooo prefer younger kids.
Found out one of the teachers is a Sigma Gamma Rho! I was like "Why didn't you ever say anything before???" (Because I am forever wearing something with APhiA on it.) She said "Because I'm not active" with a smile.
Now....I don't know 'bout Y'ALL....but THIS boy right'chere is gonna rep his fraternity FOREVER, lol. Okay, maybe not forever, maybe I'll outgrow the need to "rep." But I don't know, I don't see myself not mentioning my affiliation when I meet another Greek, even if I'm inactive. Even if your committment lapses, the vows are forever. But, I respect her nonetheless, and perhaps even more!
Fifth graders....gosh, I don't know what to say. They're rough around the edges. Can't say I'd want to teach them forever.
Nothing else very exciting happened at work though. New sub man was still there. He seems cool, but quiet. Seems like I search so hard for male camaraderie on the job. The only man I clicked with instantly was this other sub who has since moved to Atlanta. Seemed like, for a while there, he and I were full-time staff members! You couldn't keep that staff healthy for a solid week! lol
Today, I didn't get up at 5am. Was more like 5:30am. I fell asleep pretty much right at 10pm. Maybe 10:10pm. I expected to be woken up by a call from him but that never happened. I woke up at maybe 1:30am and saw that he hadn't called and I got disappointed. But what can you do....I fell asleep again, and woke up again at 3:30am. I hate when that happens. Luckily, both times I fell right back to sleep.
Now here I am, in limbo again, waiting for that magic hour between 7 and 8 when I usually get the call to sub. I am contemplating not being available so I can get some SLEEP and some work done, but naw.....I need the money more right now.
And now for an entry about the book....
Posted by Rashid on at 6:18 AM | Comments (0)
Come January....
January is going to be an extremely important time for Lazarus.
As you all know, FEBRUARY 1 is the day that pre-orders start. Quantities will be in limited supply, so I have to have a pre-sale to make sure everyone who REALLY wants a copy will get one!
That's one thing that lightweight sucks about self-publishing. I can't just get 10,000 copies printed and distribute them throughout the world.
But the good thing is that because I am doing everything myself (with some wonderful friends!) I know that all of my successes will be because of my efforts. Since it is only me taking the risks I know that success depends on ME.
There's just meeeeee...one is the maaaagic nummmberrrrr.....
The Pre-Sale will be EXTREMELY important, y'all. Like, as soon as February 1 hits, I'ma need y'all to buy the book! Wouldn't it be tight if the book sold out in the first week?
So yeah....I'm trying hard! But it can't be a success without you all! Yay for you all! I really get a lot of encouragement from all of your emails and messages to my yahoogroup.
OH YEAH....y'all reall should get on the yahoogroup if you're not on it yet. Just click on my "Contacts" section.
Anyway...yes....tell folks about the website...sign the guestbook....send in your emails....join the yahoogroup....February 1 hits, buy the book!
Posted by Rashid on December 9, 2004 at 6:39 AM | Comments (0)
Limbo
Being a sub is...different.
I don't work every day, which is okay, because on the days I don't work, I catch up with things related to writing and rolling Lazarus out. It's a fair trade off.
But I much prefer pre-planned sub days. I like getting mentally prepared for certain classes. LOL, look at me: Zen and the Art of Subbing. But seriously, it gets weird jumping around from lower grades to upper grades. Totally different approaches to education and discipline.
Now that I know he won't be coming in until Saturday morning, I don't mind working for the rest of the week. The hair is clean and twisted. All I really gotta do is clean up my spot a little bit more.
Yesterday, we got a new sub. He seemed nice. I shook his hand, then later checked on him to see if he needed a restroom break. He didn't. It's nice getting more male subs.
Thinking back, I remember that my elementary school had a guy who I guess was like a permanent sub. Then again, maybe he was an educational aide. You couldn't tell me that man wasn't gay. Not that it matters. Looking back, he was kind of hot. Ewww he must be in his fifties by now!
I think I want to start a step team at my school. I'll be doing some extended work there in the spring, and that would be a good way to keep the kids interested. I think the boys especially need more to do. I spoke to one of the other teachers about it, and basically he's the one in charge of the existing step program. They have a mini partership with Step Afrika. -- last year, they came and ran a clinic and then had a competition at Howard. It would be NICE if we had a year-long program. We'll see.
So anyway....my point....I've been up since 5am. Why? I haven't a clue. I think I just got the 'itis last night and had to go to sleep. So now I am in that limbo period where I am awake and waiting for a phone call for me to come sub. I KNOW it's going to happen. I shouldn't even make plans for my day until like 8:00am. But I really want to get some Lazarus stuff done!
Okay, new entry....I don't like creating multiple-category entries, so the next one will be more geared toward the book.
Posted by Rashid on at 6:28 AM | Comments (2)
Damn, Karamo...
Okay, since I was a Karamo disciple, I guess some of you want to know how I felt about last night's episode of The Real World: Philadelphia.
Well....aside from the story about Sarah and her cancer-stricken mother, this episode was about how Karamo ended his relationship with Dorian.
This episode could also have been about how nearly every man I've dated has broken up with me, lol.
In a nutshell, Karamo just wasn't feeling Dorian like that. But rather than MAN UP and not mess with him, Karamo continued to talk to him anyway, leading Dorian to believe that they had something more special than friendship.
The editors might make cast members look a certain way, but the cameras don't lie. Karamo was dead wrong.
He claimed to have this massive headache from his spine to his brow, and told Dorian he wouldn't go out with him that night and he just wanted to sleep. But then the headache miraculously disappeared long enough for Karamo to go to another club with Willie and hope that he didn't run into Dorian.
Of course, Dorian came back to the house (since he went out with Karamo's two other roommates). Where was Karamo? At the club.
Long story short, Karamo and Dorian had a talk, and it was the old "You're misreading this situation, I don't like you like that speech." Not anticipating that Dorian would ACTUALLY have something to say about the way he was being treated, Karamo cops an attitude, curses, and leaves.
I'm sorry. Karamo was a straight bitch for that one.
And yeah, I might regret saying that if I ever get to meet Karamo and he turns out to be a cool person. But I can't forget something that resonated so deeply with me. Take Dorian out of the equation and put me in -- that's the story of my life.
Hmmm.....I wonder if y'all would hear me if I started naming names....
Karamo went from being the savior of gay black folks to being just another nigga in a manner of 30 minutes.
I'm not just another nigga.
Whoa, flashback.....
I don't hold it against him....really. I know it's a TV show. I know Karamo isn't perfect. But it really sucks to know that right under my eyes, it wasn't Karamo who was all that similar to me.
It was Dorian all along.
I hope he got MAD play today!
Posted by Rashid on December 8, 2004 at 6:43 PM | Comments (7)
Nervous
I fell asleep right after he told me he'd call me back.
*sigh*
It's just days away. I can't help but be nervous.
Posted by Rashid on December 7, 2004 at 2:21 AM | Comments (2)
Naked
I'm naked.
*aaaiiieeee*
So, today I told one of my coworkers about my website. It's always weird telling coworkers about my site, because basically, that's how any of them find out that I'm gay.
Not just gay.
But GAY.
And that's tough, because I know this particular teacher is in the church and whatnot...and I have a lot of respect for him BECAUSE of that (and because he's a stand-up citizen in general). But it's still a little scary...I don't want him to think differently of me.
It's scary. It reminds me of how I felt back in 1999 when I started making a deal about coming out to friends, classmates, and upperclassmen who might not have known about me. I was so scared when I told each person...it was like damn, could THIS be the issue they find religion on? lol. But seriously...it's hard. I don't want to lose friendships or potential friendships because of who I am.
On the whole though...my coworkers are supportive of my career. The ones that know so far.
Posted by Rashid on December 6, 2004 at 7:35 PM | Comments (2)
Conferences
I get to go in late today because it is Parent/Teacher Conference Day. My principal didn't seem too pleased with my report cards, but then again, he didn't seem to be pleased with anyone's report cards. He seems to think there is a discrepancy.....I listed some kids as "below basic" and gave them corresponding grades of 1 (or a D) in reading and/or math. But there are other kids I marked as "below basic" but gave them a 2 (probably a C).
It's like this...in elementary school, these 1-2-3-4 grades corresond to something like a 4 being "beyond the standard", a 3 being "Proficient", a 2 being "Approaches the Standard/Basic" and a 1 being "Houston we have a problem." I gave kids 1's if I tried everything and they just don't GET it. I gave kids 2s if they don't quite get it, but generally get some of the answers correct. All of them are still "below basic" in my opinion because none of them are AT the standard. Kids at 2 are approaching the standard, kids at 1 aren't approaching the standard.
The principal has a problem with the fact that a 2 means "Basic" and I marked "Below Level" kids as basic.
Maybe it's just me, but we're working with two sets of standards: whether a kid is working on his level and if a kid is meeting the obkectives. Two different things. You can be working on level but fail a test... you know?
I'm probably not conveying this the way I want to. All I know is that I feel justified in having a kid down as "below level" if I know he or she can't compete with their suburban counterparts.
*sigh*
I know these kids, and I know their parents. I am not worried about how I am justifying their grades because I know now, since their permanent teacher came back, the majority of the kids are now receiving appropriate extra help, like tutoring, after school programs, and time at the classroom computer (which has remedial software) on it.
I don't think I want to be a teacher, though. I do...but I don't. It's a job. Not really a career. My career is writing, I suppose.
But since I am going in late, I am going to Borders to pick up some gifts, and maybe even Linens and Things. Still have to get that DVD player though.
Bye y'all!
Posted by Rashid on at 7:43 AM | Comments (0)
Founders' Day
Happy Founders' Day, APhiA!
First of All, I want you all to check out a blog entry that I got an email about....The Starr Report. This Brother is also openly gay Frat and he's written a GREAT entry to commemorate Founders' Day!
I'll leave today's entry at that. Today, Clay Starr has taken the words out of my mouth.
PEACE
Posted by Rashid on December 4, 2004 at 4:06 PM | Comments (0)
TV
I havent' written anything about my shows in a while.
Days of Our Lives - Days is actually getting better! Now that the stupid island captive storyline is over, they're actually getting back to some core values. I am liking the uncertainty of the Lucas/Sami/Brandon situation, Abe's impending blindness, the resurfacing of Georgia Brady, and SOMETIMES I even like the Belle/Shawn thing, but mostly because of psycho Jan Spears. She and Jan got in a catfight yesterday, that joint was funny!
Young & The Restless - You miss a day, you miss a lot! Malcolm's back; Katharine's man is gone! Damon got shot and lived! And I think Phyllis might even be in jail....it's really good and I am glad I found a daily show to keep up with in addition to Days, which is mad predictable.
Law & Order: SVU - They've been showing a lot of new episodes back to back, as it should be. I wasn't feeling Mary Stuart Masterson's character (the cop-turned-doc) but I liked the way she and Det. Benson were interacting. Catty chicks, lol.
The Wire - I can't believe it's only two episodes left! I can't decide between Avon and Stringer which one will die -- but I really think one of them's not going to last the season. Last season, it seemed to be a race to solve the case. This season seems to be less about a major case and more about building up this anticipation -- it's like you KNOW something major is going to happen, but you can't figure out what or who it will involve. All I know is that they better leave Omar and his man alone!
The Real World: Philadelphia - zzzzzzzZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzz
Lost - Still good! Different, but good. I am wondering how long they can keep up the premise, though.
Saturday Night Live - I've either been asleep or on the phone the past couple of times SNL has come on. What I've seen has been good, but can I even remember what I saw? lol
Smallville - I've been forgetting to watch it. Sorry!
ER - Hasn't been bad....the one with Ray Liotta left me a little dry because I had no attachment with Ray Liotta's character. Otherwise, it's the same ER. Nothing major. Oh yeah, I taped last night's epi in anticipation of the fact that I'd be on the phone.
The Apprentice - Didn't think I was going to watch last night, but it happened to be on, so I caught the last half hour. Very pleased that the black dude made it to the top four. What's up with The Apprentice and handsome black dudes? I mean, first Kwame, now Kevin. Wonder if Kevin's Greek?
I think that's all I've been watching lately....that and the news.
I guess I should shower now and get ready for work. Have a good day! I will next update with pictures from the Gamma Sigma Sigma probate -- I have ever intention of making it there! God willing my ride will show up, lol.
Posted by Rashid on December 3, 2004 at 6:48 AM | Comments (1)
Adventures in Promotion!
If you are reading this, it's because somehow you found out about this site.
You're welcome.
LOL just kidding....man, I do so much to promote this site....why am I a member of like fittyleben yahoogroups? The sad thing is I would be on that many even if I wasn't promoting my book somehow. I just loves the innanet.
Shame.
Anyway, yahoogroups was gettin' on my nerves tonight! I changed a crap load of my settings so about half of my emails would go to my oldgoldsoul account -- the public needs to get used to that account -- but the other more personal emails would still go to my gmail joint.
Well, yahoogroups wanted to be TRIPPIN tonight, but they finally got working.
But now sooooo much time has gone by and I am sooooo tired. I'll just have to do this on Saturday. Won't have time Friday. Actually, will I have time on Saturday? I have a thesis to edit.
Yes, I still edit papers....a nigga DOES celebrate Xmas and I DO need to get gifts, LOL.
Other stuff happened today in the WORK realm that I can't talk about here...argh.
I talked to him briefly tonight, but not for long....I was doing LAZARUS stuff and my mind was generally elsewhere...shame shame shame.
On the brighter side, undergrads at two local universities are really helping me out. Folks believe in THE STRUGGLE and are sincerely interested in helping me succeed as a writer in any way they can.
AND TRUST ME EVERY LITTLE BIT HELPS!
Overall, I am excited...busy...but enthusiastic.
Oh yeah, stupid gmail and yahoogroups...I basically can't format my latest update email like I really want to, so I'ma have to make some changes to it over the weekend.
OOOOOOH I had an idea....'stead of emailing out chapter one, I will post it on the site and then email a link out.
I AM A MARKETING GENIUS!!!!! Ha ha ha, okay, not really....marketing and promotion are really all about knowing YOURSELF well enough where you can determine not only what kind of promotion you need, but what kind you are good at.
Me, I like this whole innanet thing.....we'll see how it all turns out.
Okay, too tired to think now....GOOD NIGHT!!!!
(My apologies for any incoherence!)
Posted by Rashid on December 2, 2004 at 11:39 PM | Comments (0)
Which Muppet am I?
You are Kermit the Frog!! You are loyal to your
friends and don't really know how to say No.
No matter what you were doing, you would drop
it in a second if a loved one was in trouble.
You are also a born star. Everyone loves you!
Which Muppet are You?
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Posted by Rashid on December 1, 2004 at 4:52 PM | Comments (0)