One of my favorite groups within the past few years is Maroon 5. For a month straight I had their music playing in my car, day and night. I felt sorry for anyone who was a passenger in my car because usually they grew tired of it after the first 10 minutes. Normally, I’m not attracted to skinny, short, white men, but Adam Levine can ‘get it’. Below are a few of my favorite songs/videos they’ve put out over the past few years. Enjoy!

This Love

Sunday Morning

She Will Be Loved

 

Have you ever sat down and took inventory on the men you’ve dated in your past? I’m talking about not just only the ‘highs’ but the ‘lows’? The men/women you’ve made concessions for, the ones you wouldn’t normally date, but ’something’ was just there?

I’ll admit in this one dating ‘low’ of mine, I was a sucker for this pseudo-intellectual cat from Brooklyn. I’m not going to go into details on how we met, that’ll eventually deserve another blog all of it’s own. But anyways. The personality and intellect this man had was life-size. He definitely was charismatic and it definitely drew you in. But wait, let me not forget about the voice. Instant pantie pudding (I promised my cousin I would use her favorite term in a blog..there I said it Brandy). It was a deep baritone kind of voice. His skin was smooth chocolate and his locs were always kept neat. It was definitely the charisma that drew me in, because I will say this, we corresponded for a while, and I hadn’t seen his face until the first day we met.

Now, you’re probably saying to yourself that he doesn’t sound so bad. Well the operative word in the above paragraph is ‘pseudo-intellectual’ and another operative paraphrase I’ll use is, ‘unmotivated’. Yes, he knew alot. But what’s the point in having a world of knowledge if you’re not going to do anything with it? At 31 years old, you’d think that the average intelligent person that was full of intellect would some how put that to use? Uh, negative. Sure, he’d put it to use when he needed to find a quick scam to earn a couple of extra hundred on the weekend to supplement his bouncer job at a few clubs. I’ve never met a person who had so many ’scams’ in their head. I guess the good thing was, none of them were really ‘illegal’, well not that ‘illegal’.

Why was this a dating low? Well typically the men I’ve dated in the past were educated, either formal education or Military education (I love a man in his blues or fatigues). I’ve never dated a man who couldn’t provide for himself and this one was a prime example.

How about this for a kicker? One day this man had the nerve to ask to borrow $500 from me. . First of all, I’m not a lender of money per say, especially such a high amount. I don’t have problems helping out certain family members but not one of them has ever asked me for that amount before. Yes, I have a certain amount of disposable income, but, why assume I’m going to dispose it to you because the dick is/was good? GTFOH, son (LMAO..that was his favorite saying). In any event, after I told him ‘no’ to his money question, he went quiet for a couple of days. No phone calls, no contact. Shady ass Negroes, I tell you.

In any event, that ‘relationship’ didn’t last long, especially after he got word through the ‘grapevine’ that I said a few unsavory things about him. Porbrecito’s feelings were hurt, that it actually got out that he wasn’t what he built himself up to be.

So with all of that said, I told myself that I’ll never ever take a walk on the ‘pseudo-intellectual-broke-side’ again. That I was going to stick to what I know. Men who put their intelligence and education to use and those who can support themselves without having to ask me for money!

Btw, I see you 70.23.207.97, how’s Brooklyn nowadays? I see you searched high & low to find this blog..LMAO!

Not saying he was a ’scrub’ but, yeah, close enough.

It’s amazing that during any given day my site receives upwards of 200+ visits (which is in no comparison to some sites that receive upwards of 5K visits a day). They literally come from everywhere, but mainly through other blogs that have me listed on their page and from Technorati. What amazes me is that people hardly ever let it be known that they visit.

Every so often I’ll receive a comment here & there. When I had my email address displayed in my profile I would receive a random email as well. I think I’m going to start a “Lurkers Anonymous” group, for those people who lurk.

You can now raise your hand and repeat after me, “I am a lurker”.

I used to be a lurker as well on some of my favorite blog sites. One of my favorite sites that I lurked on was, The Field-Negro’s blog. I don’t even remember when or on what post I made a comment on but I guess that officially put an end to my lurking there.

Now, I’m not going to say that there’s anything wrong with lurking, but I do enjoy interacting with those who happen to come across my blog. A while ago someone sent me an email saying that they’ve been reading my blog since I started it, late last year, but they didn’t want to put their name in a comment. Well voila, a simple solution to that is to remain “anonymous” when you do post a comment.

In any event, I definitely appreciate those who come across my blog, especially the ones from Afrobella, which is one my favorite blogs when it comes to fashion and beauty. There’s no pressure at all to delurk yourself, but don’t ever be afraid to comment or say “HI”! If lurking is still your preferences, here’s a short list of blogs that are definitely “lurk” worthy!

  • The View From Here- This group of women based out of the DC area definitely will give you something to think about!
  • Afrobella- Everything beauty and fashion with a touch of culture and style!
  • The Field-Negro- This man definitely isn’t afraid to share his opinion about the state of the government and those who run it. He proclaims he’s hasn’t had a sip of the Obama-Aid, but he definitely isn’t sipping on Hilary-Aid either.
  • Conversate Is Not A Word- Yes people CONVERSATE is NOT a word!

It Takes A Village

…to come together to stone a man as vicious as this person pictured to the right. Michael Chaffer, who is 40 years old, is accused of raping and impregnating his girlfriend’s 10, YES, you read correctly, 10 year old daughter!! When I initially read the news article a wave of nausea hit me. Oh, let me not forget about the mother who failed to protect her little girl from this animal. It seems as though she knew what was going on, and even after there was an order for him not to be around her daughter, she continued to let him in her house! Let me guess, because she LOVED him.
For the record, I am an advocate for the death penalty. Yes, that’s my only conservative stance. I have come across so many cases of child molestation that I feel certain people shouldn’t be allowed to even have a chance to live and pedophiles are one of those groups. This case also brings up the fact that some people should not be allowed to procreate. This mother should be thrown behind bars for allowing such atrocities to happen to her child and felt the need not to do anything about it!
In Michael Chaffer’s case, the maximum sentence he could possibly receive depends on a variety of issues. If he’s only charged for a crime of rap, the term would be 10 years, but if he’s charged with sex with a child under 13 it is considered statutory rape, a crime punishable with a life prison term.
Yes, I’m sure everyone has their own reasons in opposing the death penalty, but I definitely have mine in being an advocate. Of course, everyone in prison says they’re innocent. Sure, there are types of people who can be reformed, but in my opinion, some don’t deserve the access to oxygen. Of course Chaffer probably denied even touching the child, but DNA results proved otherwise.
So now we have an 11 year old who was ripped of her innocence, a new born baby who is now a product of the ’system’, but on the bright side, if Michael Chaffer is released from his 10 yr prison term, he can go back to being a productive member of society. How about that for irony.
The video below is a court case in Fulton County, GA. A man was sentenced to a life prison term for molesting his girlfriend’s children. My friend was the prosecutor in this case and I think the judge rightfully went after the mother as well.

To Catch A Predator:

The last place I ever want to be on a Sunday afternoon is Walmart, but of course today it was my last resort during my search for a reasonably priced allergen mattress cover. To make matters worst, last night was the worst night of sleep I’ve ever had, it included tossing, turning, fevers and shivers. Needless to say, with my cranky & sickly self, I wasn’t looking forward to the Walmart experience.
I’m not sure if it was because church services in the area had just let out, or if there was some huge sale going on, but it was packed! Within the first few minutes of walking into Walmart, I heard kids crying, parents yelling, a plethora of languages (Spanish, African & East Indian). The one thing that really struck me was the smell! I’m not sure if it was because I’m sick, but I can only equate it to the smell of plastic shoes! Immediately a wave of nausea hit me. My knees felt alot weaker and I couldn’t focus and remember what I actually needed from the store.
Eventually I made it to the bedding section and started to look for the mattress cover. As I’m looking I heard a horn honk behind me. At first it caught me off guard, but when I looked around and saw an elderly man in his motorized jazzy. He then asks if I worked at Walmart, I guess the fact that I was pushing a cart & was shopping as well, didn’t lead him to believe that I was a shopper like him. After I told him no, he asked me if I knew where the electric blankets were, I figured if I told him no that I didn’t, he would just leave me alone and look elsewhere. Of course, that didn’t happen. He followed me around for a few minutes complaining about the lack of electric blankets and speculated that maybe they were discontinued because of the fire hazards. I tried to be polite and listen and respect the elderly but eventually I cut the conversation short and headed towards the checkout area.
“Attention Walmart shoppers, there is a missing mother in the store, please come to the courtesy desk to claim your child”, is what I heard on the loud speaker while I was standing in line. All of a sudden, I heard a woman screaming in Spanish, I saw a kid hysterically crying and what looked like a Store Manager trying to console the child. From what I overheard, the child was intentionally left at the front of the store, while his mother was shopping and the woman had the audacity to get upset because she was being paged to come and claim her kid.
Unfreakingbelievable!
By the time it was my turn at the cash register, I’ve learned at least two more languages, was a part-time employee, purchased my mattress cover and witnessed an incident that needed the attention of The Division of Family & Child Services. Mental note to myself, next time I’m in need of something from Walmart, I’ll just sign on to the website and order it online.

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