This weekend I am heading down to Ocean City, Maryland to spend some time in a bad investment that Mrs. Field and I got into. I will have my trusted lap top with me so my blogging won't suffer.
Anywho, just for this post, I have some questions and some thoughts. Hey, it's Friday, I always get reflective on a Friday.
Like, for instance, why can't Charles Barkley take a broadcasting class or get a speech coach?
Does the fact that I like to watch Telemundo and speak very little Spanish mean that I am a misogynistic jerk?
If I were a white guy, would I recognize white privilege?
Does Dick Cheney ever get his freak on with Lynne? And do I need to seek help for even thinking such thoughts?
This is an old one, but true: Isn't it ironic that we drive on a Parkway, and park in a Driveway? I am just saying.
Why do black people spend so much money on bullshit? (Like shit for their cars, for instance)
Why do white people spend so much money on their pets?
Why is Texas even still here? (Oh, and governor good hair, you are welcome for that little stimulus money we gave you to fix up your crib.)
Why haven't we learned who killed Biggy and Tupac?
Am I the only one who thinks that Third World is the greatest band ever?
How long does Nancy Pelosi take to put on her makeup?
And speaking of learning to talk: Hey Roland, you might want to look up the speech coach Charles ends up getting.
There really ought to be a law against short sleeve dress shirts.
What the hell did we do before cell phones?
I don't ever want to see another pregnant woman standing at a bus stop by herself.
Speaking of buses; "Get On The Bus" by Spike Lee is a very underrated movie.
Is it just me, or do you all get the same feeling that [some] republicans are just praying that we get attacked before the reign of O is over?
Will we ever know how good Obama's b-ball game is? (Who wants to really body check the president of these divided states?)
Whatever happened to Stedman Graham? And why didn't that dumb Negro marry Oprah?
I miss being a troll, talking shit, and picking e-fights on wingnut blogs.
Why is Angela McGlowan afraid to take up my challenge?
I know she is 52, but Debbie Morgan could still cure my Lark, jones.
Why don't you A-merry-cans like soccer? I can't wait to get my season tickets to the new Philadelphia MSL team.
Am I the only one who thinks that Jamie Foxx had some good points about Miley Cyrus?
Whatever happened to Keith Washington?
And finally, why does it seem like it takes forever to drive across a little ass state like Delaware?
I am out.
