Saturday, November 9, 2013
Monday, September 7, 2009
New Blog
http://180daysitsnowornever.blogspot.com/
180 Days now or never.... I decided to chronicle my next 180 days (6mos) making my cd and a name for myself in the Atlanta Underground scene....it's now or never.
C.
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Follow Me
Idk Follow Me..
http://twitter.com/cdotwill
Friday, February 6, 2009
~Rambles, QT, and the RED ROOSTER RUSH~
Speaking of which----why in the world are their sodas so cheap?! A 22oz for .69??? And why do we mix it up?? Why didn’t that stop at like age 21 or something?
Why did I mix Red Rooster Rush Energy drink with Sprite and I am seeing stars and ready to take on the world!?
I think I am an adult but I still suffer from child A.D.D not adult…..
Did any of you people who lurk around my page check out Drake? I am telling you he is the hottest eargasm you never had.
I was thinking about getting a tattoo then my friends told me to get one representing Trav---am I wrong for feeling that is “Cliché?”
I now know why they call the Blackberry a Crackberry—I am addicted.
And why was I clueless when people said—hey whats your pin # ping me! Wtf is a ping? Idk but I found my pin # hoes!
I think I love Italian Icee.
I still have those rough nights and I miss Travis terribly.
My friends want me to go to the UniverSoul circus---don’t those fools know I am afraid of clowns…lions…tigers…bears………..elephants….the circus!
Last night in the wood (Dunwoody) a couple started arguing and yelling the boyfriend said: “Stupid B@!$# you cheat, and you want to take the dog! Get out don’t talk to me get out!” Then he yells, “Wait, leave Pookie please let him stay.” See “WE” aint the only crazy ones….
How come Mexicans can put my brakes on my car in 20 minutes in my own drive way and Just Brakes or somewhere “professional” need me to leave my car?
Holy Toledo batman I just got a new job offer……sorry the ADD kicking in once again. So yea….how come FaceOff at UGA wasn’t as good this year?? Because my Alphas didn’t kill it like they normally do…ugh
How come I heard this poet at Urban Grind Café and he was so smooth I want to marry his verbs and have his grammatical babies?
Eh, I don’t have anything else to say so----yeah um…done.
Have a good weekend
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Life....dirty socks...and Drake
Do your ears a favor and check him out.
Monday, February 2, 2009
I been busy...lol
Happy New Year (late eh..so)
My mixtape cover...I finally feel motivated again....(its elegant simplicity huh?)
Love ya'll more updating later...Tuesday, December 16, 2008
It's been a minute...
This morning I actually woke up and thought...damn I hate living in Dunwoody. I can never find a Church's chicken--and for those who frequent my blog you know I went on a Chicken rampage last year in search of cooked bird..so I guess that's a start. (side note I no longer eat the bird...) lucky basturd because everyone also knows I demolished the chicken I am probably part chicken for all the bird I ate. Either that or somewhere a Chicken gang is plotting to kill me.
Anyway, I am alive I am doing better- some days are far more harder than others. But I am alive and blessed...
Thursday, November 13, 2008
Untitled
I met Travis a few years ago, I never really "liked" him per say. Well I did but--he was so attractive I thought...he doesn't go for the average "jeans & t-shirt," chick like me. But he did. After a few years of being one of my closest friends he became, my soul. On October 2nd, my soul died. In a war that I have to support because my sister is headed over there on 11.24.08.
For the past few weeks, I haven't said or done...anything. I've alienated my friends, because bullshit arguments about this or that with their bf's seemed so stupid. So irrelevant. At least he was there for you to argue with. Idk.. I guess I don't really have much to say...But friends...family...
I am still alive, and I will try to blog because...maybe that will help. I really don't know. But for now...I am just consumed, overwhelmed, sad, afraid.......alone.
Those of u who have my # I tried to text all of u so that I could give you my new # w/ at & t if I forgot u...please forgive me....I still love u all.
Always.
C.
Sunday, September 28, 2008
Monday, September 22, 2008
Randomness during the last days of my sk slizzi
Why do I drink from it but in my mind I'm like......what the hell something about this isn't right. And yes..I want to stop because it seems odd but I am..indeed..addicted to that friggin thing.
Damn..
Side not...That Jazmine Sullivan and that TI both the truth!!!!!!!!!!
Friday, September 12, 2008
Thursday, September 4, 2008
*Yawn, Stretch, Scratch*
Between working full time, going to school full time, finishing this cd, working on a few side projects I only have one thing to say...
Move over pooch....
PS...
For those who wondered-my aunt is HIV negative...but the plot thickens....more blogging next week..time to sleep my life away.
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
What's wrong with this pic...dont worry I will tell you
In case the font is too small for you guys it says:
"Drove by your mom house saw your car guess you 2 f*ckin good now to call your friends? I drove by three times saw you and Taylor outside playing..I got u. Guess if my name aint Travis I get no time."
I blacked out the idiots name and number but posted the msg because this person lurks around my blog and I definitely want this to be read but I am not going to blast anyone's actual number well I might but not this person...for now. Anyway there are so many things wrong with this text msg....
But I will just pick my top 3 and end this with a hearty f*ck off.
1. Don't ever......ever.....ever......mention my little brother name.
Sayin his name is like saying please come kick my a$$. ..I need it. Trust me you don't want to go there and I don't want to take you...but I will.
2. Don't ever ever....ever....ever...ever ever ever compare your company with that company of my dude.
F*ck you think you are?
3. Who the hell drives by someone's house three times??
Stalker sh!t homie...stalker sh!t....
Dang something else I wanted to say but my phone rung...what was it......*scratches head*
oh yea...
F*ck off
Please and thank you.
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Everything..but nothing..
Monday, August 11, 2008
They, us, them…we
I used to pour my heart out in this blog, but lately things have been light. Not much of a reflection of my days or my inner inner thoughts because honestly life thus far has been pretty good. Today, I pour my heart out and release my glass thoughts and hope people realize I too am human, I am fragile, and this is something I wanted to say. If not kick rocks….my blog my thoughts..
She is my aunt, my stepfathers sister; the third child of 8. Intelligent, an MBA in medicine, a founder of several youth organizations, and the mother of one son.
He was her high school sweetheart, they broke up and ironically after she divorced her child's father they met up again and surprisingly he had divorced his wife as well and the chemistry was amazing, reminiscent of their days as high school lovers, it seemed time had stood still.
Only it hadn't she was now a mother and proud member of the Nation of Islam, dawning a head full of natural dreads, a more calm demeanor, and the pain and turmoil of marrying a wolf in sheep's clothing.
He wasn't the same either, he the retired Army medic was an MBA working on his doctorate, he spoke with an air of intelligence drowned in arrogance, and somehow him and my family just didn't quite click.
On 8.2.08 he went in the hospital, we the family thought nothing of it because he the retired Army medic has been in and out of rehab since they rekindled. Yes the scholar is also a crackhead, meth fiend, and basehead. Ironic.
But she made excuses and listed various war related stresses all the meanwhile they consistently pointed out the failures, shortcomings, and problems in our family. They even went as far as calling meetings at my grandparents house causing turmoil throughout our family and driving a wedge thru what was once a tight knit family
Then on 8.8.08 she called a family meeting, I neglected to attend. They called me. Because all while she moved away and lived with him and he was showing her how much better she was than her family he was a wolf in sheep's clothing. He was not only a medic, a scholar, a father, a new husband (they are married), a drug addict, he was also bisexual-and now he is H.I.V positive. Now they need us to support them financially, spiritually, and mentally..funny how he turned us into we, them, they…and now we are who he needs.
This has never just been a blog, it's always been my life…family……lets all be safe, protect ourselves, be careful, and remember when all else fails-they (family) will be there when…sh!t hits the fan.
Be blessed Signed,
Me.
Sunday, August 10, 2008
If ...
what's next?
(A picture of Isaac Hayes & Bernie Mac ...also Samuel Jackson)RIP
According to CNN, Soul singer and actor Isaac Hayes, who won Grammy awards and an Oscar for the theme from the 1971 action film “Shaft,” has died.
Relatives found Hayes, 65, unconscious in his Tennessee home next to a still-running treadmill, said Steve Schular, a spokesman for the Shelby County Sheriff’s Department. Paramedics attempted to revive him and took him to a hospital, where he was pronounced dead shortly after 2 p.m., the sheriff’s department said.
No foul play is suspected, the agency said in a written statement.
Coincidently, Issac Hayes is co-starring in the upcoming movie Soul Men with Bernie Mac, who passed away on Saturday from Pneumonia.
Saturday, August 9, 2008
This was a really good tribute to him...
by Alan Sepinwall/The Star-Ledger Saturday August 09, 2008, 12:18 PM
Bernie Mac, right, with "Bernie Mac Show" creator Larry Wilmore
Whatever pain Bernie suffered over the years -- from racism or family turmoil or his chronic battles with sarcoidosis -- is gone. He died today in a Chicago hospital due to complications from pneumonia. He was 50.
Though I discovered him relatively late in his life, I was a Bernie Mac fan, whether it was on his Fox sitcom, or in the "Ocean's Eleven" movies, or even less-successful projects like "Mr. 3000" (which I own on DVD). But rather than tell you why Bernie was cool, I'll let him tell you himself. After the jump I'm including the full text of a profile I wrote of him in April of 2002, midway through the first season of "The Bernie Mac Show."
Bernie Mac, like many male celebrities, has a tendency to refer to himself in the third person:
"Bernie Mac is happy." "Bernie Mac don't sugarcoat." "Bernie Mac just says what you think but are afraid to say."
This sort of third-person pose ordinarily comes across as hubris, but it makes sense for Bernie Mac, since there are really three different Bernie Macs.
There's Bernie Mac, the angry, hard-edged comic made famous to black audiences as part of the Original Kings of Comedy revue. There's Bernie Mac, the cantankerous suburban dad at the center of Fox's popular new sitcom of the same name. And there's Bernie Mac, born Bernard McCullough, the 44-year-old Chicago son who has spent his entire life preparing for the popularity of his two alter egos.
All three Bernie Macs look the same, talk the same and dress the same, favoring billowing silk shirts and shiny suits. They often act the same. The stand-up routine is loosely based on Mac's real life. The sitcom is a kinder, gentler version of the stand-up act. You could call the comic the id, the TV character the ego and the man the superego, but however you categorize them, Bernard McCullough likes to keep the three Bernie Macs separate.
"I've created Bernie Mac," he says, "the guy who'll go out and say any g- damn thing. So when the people wrote (about the Original Kings movie), 'Bernie Mac was hard, Bernie Mac was blue, Bernie Mac was raunchy,' I didn't get angry, I didn't get upset. Because I knew it was another side of Bernie that you all just had no idea of knowing.
"When I put the mic away, I'm done with that guy. That guy that you're talking to now is not the guy on stage. It takes me 15 minutes to get into that guy. It takes me 30 minutes to let go, because he's so agressive, he's so non-stop. Bernie Mac is relentless. That's one thing I like about him. He's not PC. He doesn't care what you think. He's going out there to please that audience."
Mac has been pleasing audiences for years, but it's only in the last two that he's gone from Bernie Mac: Popular Black Comedian to Bernie Mac: Phenomenon.
"I love making people happy," he says. "That's what got me in this business."
One Sunday night when he was four or five, Mac found his mother crying in front of the television. She refused to explain the cause of her tears, and before her young son could press any further, Bill Cosby came onto "The Ed Sullivan Show" and started doing a routine about snakes in the bathroom.
"And my mother started laughing and crying at the same time," he says now, the story so frequently told that he could probably do it in his sleep. "And when I saw my mother laugh, I started laughing, and I wiped her face and said, "Mom, that's what I'm gonna be. I'm gonna be a comedian, so you never have to cry again.'"
He did his first comedy routines in his childhood bedroom, using an empty shoe polish bottle as a microphone and keeping his brothers awake with corny jokes and impressions. His mother and one of his brothers died within a year of each other, both while Mac was a teenager, and he can recite the details of his mother's fatal battle with breast cancer with the same passion and precision he uses on stage.
"My comedy comes from pain," he says. "I can't stand to see someone hurting."
Always a below-average student with the potential to do better, Mac buckled down after his mother's death, but comedy was calling. After high school he began a string of odd jobs all designed to sustain he and wife, Rhonda, while he chased his stand-up dreams.
He was a janitor, a professional mover, a schoolbus driver for handicapped children and a fast food restaurant manager. He briefly spent his days telling jokes and doing impressions on the El trains, but despite a daily take that he estimates at $400, he gave it up "because I felt like a bum."
At the end of a long day's work, he would go to a comedy club, write his name on the board and wait for his turn to come. For years, it either wouldn't come at all or wouldn't come until there were two people left in the building - "Me and the janitor."
No matter how many people were left in the audience, Mac would get on stage and do his routine. The hard work literally paid off in 1990, when he won $3,000 in a local comedy contest. At the time, he was working as a sales rep for Wonder Bread, but the more popular he became on the club circuit, the less he wanted to push bread to pay the bills.
On the day before Thanksgiving, his thoughts were consumed by the three standing ovations he'd received the night before. He dumped his entire load of bread at only five stores - "They had bread in the frozen food department, that's how much bread I gave them all" - called his boss and quit.
With his attention fixed on comedy full-time, Mac's career flourished. An appearance on the TV show "Def Comedy Jam" caught the attention of Damon Wayans, who cast him in the movie "Mo' Money." He found regular film and television work after that, usually in small roles, but the part he always felt most comfortable playing was himself.
He likes to tell the story of the night he watched from the wings as Flip Wilson bombed in front of a club audience. As Wilson's jokes failed, someone in the audience yelled, "Do Geraldine!" Wilson reached into his coat, donned the wig he used to wear as the most famous character from his variety show, and said, "Y'all want to see Geraldine? You got her, honey!"
The Geraldine bit drew laughter and applause, and Wilson quickly got off stage. Mac approached him and told him how great he was.
"You thought so?" Wilson asked, holding up the wig. "This bitch got more laughs than I did."
While the Bernie Mac who appears on stage is an exaggerated, angrier version of the real thing, he's still Bernie Mac, and most of the stories he tells in his act have roots in Bernie Mac's life.
His most famous routine, and the one that serves as the basis for the sitcom, has Mac becoming the guardian to his junkie sister's three kids. In reality, the story is a blend of two real incidents: Mac briefly took in his gang-banging niece Toya and her daughter Monique; while a friend of his had to raise her junkie sister's children long-term.
"My sister's really mad at me to this day, because people think it's her (in the act)," he says.
Mac refined his material, always walking the knife edge between comedy and tragedy, and in 1997 he teamed up with Steve Harvey, D.L. Hughley and Cedric the Entertainer to form the Original Kings, a traveling revue that, with scant press attention, became the highest-grossing comedy tour of all time and inspired a hit movie version in 2000 directed by Spike Lee.
In the movie, like most nights on the tour, Mac was given the honor of the closing spot, a testament to the power of his material and the fact that nobody wanted to go on after him. While his three partners all had TV shows at the time, it was always Mac's politically incorrect material that audiences came away talking about.
In addition to the stories about his "sister" and her kids, the jokes covered Mac's desire to bring back capital punishment ("I'll kick my kid in his sleep," he joked) and the ubiquity of a particular swear word in black culture.
At one point, he joked that people in the TV business were "afraid" to give him a series, a comment that caught the attention of comic/producer Larry Wilmore ("The PJ's"), who after laughing hysterically at "Kings" desperately wanted to do a series with Mac.
Mac and Wilmore, who had met on the set of the Eddie Murphy movie "Life," set about adapting Mac's old-school family values into a series for Fox: "Bernie Mac," the best black family sitcom since "The Cosby Show" and one of the most innovative, appealing sitcoms of any color in recent years.
In every episode, Bernie tells his troubles to the unseen audience - "America, you see what these kids put me through?" - an idea adapted from the way Wilmore saw Mac speak to his stand-up audience.
"He really treated the audience like they were in his living room and talked to him like they were his family," Wilmore says. "As far as Bernie's concerned, the audience is family. They're not even guests in his house. They're more family than the kids."
The show has been one of the few bright spots in a rough television season, and Fox executives have been so pleased with its performance that they gave Mac and Wilmore permission to literally take the show on the road for the season finale, a one-hour episode that will be filmed on location in Mac's hometown.
Mac recently made another big-screen splash as one of the thieves in "Ocean's Eleven" - the scene where he complains that blackjack should be called "whitejack" often gets the biggest laugh in the film - and has released a book, "I Ain't Scared of You: Bernie Mac on How Life Is." He thinks his long climb to the top has prepared him for the tough task of staying there.
"I want to come in every week, every single week, and I want to show you all that Bernie Mac is not a fluke. And I mean that. And I'm gonna show you that."
Alan Sepinwall can be reached at asepinwall@starledger.com. Please include your full name and hometown info.
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
Walk In My Life
#$%!@!!!!!
Not in the physical sense but mentally...or emotionally walked into a wall?
Forget it let's talk physically have you walked into a wall??
You feel dumb, and on top of it all it hurts!
Shit's not cool...
So tell me why, no matter how many times I've walked into this wall....when he called I walked head first into the same fucking wall?
More on this to come.
PS can someone tell me how I can post songs on my blog I wanna preview different ones each post and get feedback but honestly I don't know how....
Thx.
