The blog police would certainly be within their rights to question and cuff me. I’ve fallen off my game. Guilty as charged. When life gets hectic, it seems that my dedication to the keypad wanes simultaneously. For the record, I feel hella guilty, which then makes the words even harder to come by. It’s a […]
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I’m not sure which one I should take today. I wonder what would happen if I took them both to the head and chased them with a Snapple. But wait, didn’t Jay-Z say there was a green one, too?
Read MoreI dug Tim Russert and like so many other people, was really shocked to hear the news of his untimely passing. 58? Wow. Oddly enough, I was tuned into CNN watching the coverage of the R. Kelly trial debacle (I mean, what the hell?) when in came a breaking news story. With local news in […]
Read MoreSo, my dearest, Scott Caudill, was in town last week, with tickets to the TVLand Awards in tow. I love me some nostalgia TV, hence this event is high up on my annual “must-attend” list. Yor-el and I even took a post red-carpet photo for the archives. Vanessa Williams hosted, Lionel Richie performed and the […]
Read Morewhat about Obama?! While I’ve been living in my own little, land of self-celebration (see previous post!), as I type this e-mail, Barack Obama is just 4 delegate votes away from nabbing the Democratic candidate spot. Although I really hoped (and voted) that he would make the cut, I just can’t believe that this is […]
Read MoreOK, I must say that when I saw how fabulous the June issue of Essence turned out, I was kind of speechless. I still am. For the record, yours truly nabbed the cover story (along with a salute to celebrity dads and a little fashion feature with Tia Mowry) but really, the process of getting […]
Read MoreMom Dukes came out to (un) sunny Cali to visit for Mother’s Day (click the image to the left, ours is the 2nd photo, toward the bottom). As I type this note (it’s actually Monday afternoon), she is getting scrubbed and buffed at the Korean Day Spa. I assume that she’ll be floating out into […]
Read MoreSometimes I wonder if I’m a (closet) hater. Or am I just a cynic? I don’t mean to be either (really I don’t), but I think I might’ve slipped and fallen into the cynical, hater hole. It’s about time that I start to dig myself out. I guess I find that there’s so much random […]
Read MoreIf there is a hell (and I hope so after reading this story!), we should all pass around a collection plate to buy “Mr. F.” a non-refundable, one-way ticket. How could you do this to your child? How? As gruesome a tale this is, I’ve read the story a few times because I just can’t […]
Read MoreI can’t think straight. Like, not at all. In times like these, all I can think to do is head to the water, so I’m getting out of the crib and driving to Manhattan Beach. Maybe a bike ride will do the trick or maybe, just sitting on the sand will bring all of the […]
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