The Greatest...

Sorry for the hiatus.

My loyal readers, I've been in thinking mode and couldn't get myself to type out my chaotic thought.

What I can tell you is that anything and everything has been inspiring me.

From Amber Rose, Kanye's new piece, to MJ's passing, I see color differently. I see light and darkness as a necessity for creation.

2009 is the beginning of the end of what IS and what will BE.

I am uber excited with my b-day coming up in a few days.

I'm on a adventure. And you guys are just along for the ride.

There are no rules or regs, but all that I ask is to be patient and open minded to what will manifest.

All I can say is that my imagination is what I'm following, nothing else.

I'm Late, I'm Late...

I know when a movie has been badly directed.

ie) Catherine Hardwicke, Twilight.

I know when a screenwriter sux major a$$.

ie) Mathieu Kassovitz, Bablyon AD

And I know when a movie will become a instant classic.

Tim Burton, loves all that is dark and dreary.

I became a fan nearly 10 years ago.

Edward Scissorhands, in my opinion, made him relevant.

Alice in Wonderland, will make him, if not already, one of the greatest directors of the 21st century.

Just peep the pix

Bullet Points

You know I enjoy fuckery just like the next person...

Observation #1

While enjoying the 25th hour at work, I walked outside and was scarred for life by the crime scene I bared witness to....

A woman suffering from camel toe of the a$$.

First question; is that even possible to have camel toe in between those flapper jack a$$ cheeks?

Second question; how the hell did she not notice it or feel a rubbing sensation?

I mean damn, I constantly pick my wedgies no matter where the hell I am.

If it's not obvious by now, I have no shame.

I refuse to walk around acting like I'm not bothered by cloth lodged up my a$$.

Observation #2

While enjoying a evening at the theater, my friend asked a question,

"What's the dress code here?"

Clearly by this comment, you can assume that I'm going to hawk up plenty of jokes in regards to theater attire.

I swear on somebody elses dead grave that, not once, not twice, but several times I saw club wear at the theater, mind you the show was The Color Purple.

Club wear??? Really, really, that's all you could manage? You couldn't come out pocket to pay for spandex slacks from your favorite retailer, Rainbows. I could have sworn I saw the sign buy one get one free.

I'm not sure if these chicks were trying to find a husband or a STD, but either way that 'ish was just rude.

Observation #3

Men thinking it's okay to invite you somewhere via text, sms, bbm, or IM...

Do you honestly think we can take you seriously that way?

You want to communicate, please call.

Stuck on Stupid

Still, I'm enamored and fascinated by In Treatment.

"Miss X, why can't you post something else going on."

"We miss your humor and you insight."

Oh, how I wish I could kiddies. Had you forgotten?

I said yesterday that I go with my flow.

Yeah, you'll appreciate what I'm doing for you. No need for **side eye**

I want to explore my fascination with a fictitious story that delves into psychotherapy.

Partly due to my abrupt exit in the same discipline.

It's fiction. It's a show. These characters are not real.

So, why can't I stop thinking about it?

Maybe, I haven't completely washed my hands of psychoanalysis...

OR

It's anticipation of "what's next"...

Through sheer observation, the shows' underlining themes were shame and boundaries.

So, the idea popped into my head.

Why are folks sooo afraid of being analyzed?

I remember my hesitation the first time I went to a session.

I was like, what the hell am I suppose to do.

Talk.

Simple enough.

I haven't stopped since then.

After two years on the couch, I would have to say it's up there with the most beneficial things of my life.

I like to think I have an open mind, and I'm willing to try anything once, except for crack cocaine.

I'm just saying.

Could being understood, be that bad?

Attack of the Clones

The challenge of writing a blog and maintaining one, is relevance.

You don't want a blog that's like everybody else.

You certainly don't want to go on a hiatus and expect ur followers to want to continue their following.

And lastly, you don't want to write about things that your readers find uninteresting.

So what is a blogger to do???

There's truly nothing you can do. Period.

I've been talking to a few people who hit FactFats&Fries on occasions and they say that they love the blog.

That's all fine and dandy, but once you have a following, the task ahead is continuing to please your readers, especially when you get told "I love it".
But I see things slightly different.

No offense, but I say f-ck the readers and do me.

I mean, I started the blog with my idea in mind and if people like it, I hope they'll continue to do so a year down the line.

I write what I know.

There's no formula. It's all instincts...

WellWorth...

What's in a formula?

Some formulas already contain the answer.

The equation is not about the outcome, but more about the steps on how you got there.

Much like math, patience is an equation. Those numbers are marked on the clock.

Patience is all about timing.

Good things come to those who can wait.

MuteMouth™ stands alone at dusk.

When you're sleeping, it's plotting it's next conquest.

When you're thinking, it's already thought.

The MuteMouth™ Movement is a new take on your senses.

Art speaks and Eyes listen.

Trust and believe, you will not be disappointed....

pic by Damon Carter

Jessica Habit...

There are movies from my childhood that could never be replicated.

The Wizard
The Goonies
The Breakfast Club...

You get the point.

Cool World is just one of those movies.

I could have sworn this was Rated R, but it was def PG13,

oh the 90's.