You make my stomach hurt!

I had a special friend say to me, “You and food make my stomach hurt.” Not exactly what a girl wants to hear. So I’ve decided to watch what I put in my mouth. I don’t drink, don’t smoke, and I guess food as become my vice. I find myself eating just because I’m bored. I really need to make some changes with my eating habits, so I have decided to start to keep a food diary. Hopefully by writing down what actually goes into my mouth, I will be more aware of what I am putting into my body. I am not “dieting” in the sense of depriving myself of my favorite foods…I am aiming for portion control. So last night instead of eating two burritos with chili and cheese, I only ate one. Also, I am working to eliminate eating from boredom. Another area I need to work on is getting enough water in my system. I don’t drink nearly enough water, so I am trying to get up to at least 4 classes a day. I am well aware that this is only ½ of what is recommended, but I have to start somewhere. Today, I have had a bagel with cream cheese, a cup of water, and about ½ a can of coke. Yeah, I really need to work on passing up on the free cokes while in the office, but you know, sometimes you just need something with some flavor. This is not going to be easy for me…I really do enjoy eating. Wish me luck.

Just Thinking…

Taking a page from a friend’s book…

It really does not matter what’s you’re intentions…it all comes down to how your actions are perceived.

Yep, seems that my idea was not so bright to begin with, it most definitely backfired.

Went to a Ben and Jerry’s scoop shop, and got chunky monkey on a sugar cone…will take blue bell and cold stone over b&j’s any day.

I did what I needed to do for me…I guess sometimes you have to look out for self.

What constitutes a date? Is hanging out with someone of the opposite sex a date even if you have no romantic interest in this person what so ever? If so, then I guess I’ve been on my fair share of dates.

No ones speaks for Keli but Keli…so…if it did not come from me…don’t assume that’s how I feel!

I wish I got paid to listen to whining. If I had a dime for every time I heard in a high pitched voice “Keli…I need help”, “Keli…I don’t understand”, or “Keli…why…”. UGH!

Am I overly sensitive? I don’t know…might be at times. I do know that I am quite temperamental…but…if I don’t get upset with you from time to time…that’s a bad sign, means I could care less…don’t give one damn!

You should be careful of who you trust…I really needed to read that today.

I could probably eat tacos, real tacos that is, every day.

What? Me a flirt? Never!

I apparently have an internet boyfriend. *giggles*

Who would have ever thought that men in tight white pants could be sexy? Lol

Am I going to eat dinner, yes. With you? Probably not.

Yay! She liked it! Means I’m on the right track…hopefully. My goal is to have a completed draft by year’s end.

How did I manage with dial up internet? Oh that’s right, I only used the net at the office, and at my sister’s place.
She’s sending me a sample…yay…I am so excited. Lol

I really need to decide what I am going to do for my birthday.

I really appreciate everyone's support...you know who you are.

The Sports Salon

This Saturday will be the 23rd broadcast of The Sports Salon with Keli and Kayos, sports talk for the big boys while catering to the women. And we always bring the random thoughts! Join us this Saturday in The Sports Salon at 2pm cst/3pm est. Your support is greatly appreciated!

Want to know what we have on tap this week? Check out Kayos for the 411.


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R&B Flashback: Brownstone

Brownstone has to be my all time favorite 90's female R&B group. "If You Love Me", "Grapevyne", "5 Miles to Empty", and "Half of You" are still amongst my all time fav's. Nicole has such a strong powerful voice, and I used to rock the short curly hair sytle back in the day. Enjoy


If You Love Me

5 Miles To Empty

Grapevyne

Am I Judgemental?

This is a question I have found myself asking a lot lately. It seems that recently I have just become tired of the bullshit. Tired of the whining...you're grown, act like it, you're not happy with your life do somethiong about it!

But here recently my judging as crossed a line...it has become discriminatory. I have noticed that I have a bias in regards to overweight people. Now before you go off and have a hissy fit...I am by no means a skinny chick my damn self. I am a thick, chick, size 12/14. I don't have a problem with being large or pleasanlty plump...my problem is with being sloppy, slothful, and exhibitng bad manners However, I think that I am more quickly to forgive these offenses from someone of a smaller size. Take for instance, the newest employee on my team. I am not going to even guess her size, but she is a "big girl"...more so, she's just plain nasty. I refer to her, in my thoughts of course, as Filthy McNasty! I know I can put down some grub, but she's always eating...her ass was eating at my desk while I was training her...don't know how many times I asked her to please not do that. And when she plopped all her big azz titties on my desk, I just 'bout had a conniption. But its not that she's eating, damn, I have those days where I eat all day myself...it what she eats that disqusts me...can't eat a regular taco from taco c, but has two make her version of the double decker combing three crunchy chicken tacos with three bean and cheese tacos. I know, I know...I am not one to talk with my Blue Bell Homemade Vanilla ice cream addiction, but you know, I also can fit in my chair at work and did not have my boss spending an afternoon searching for one to accomodate me. I also can walk from the front lobby to my desk without being over exerted. I also can pick up my feet and not have to shuffle when I walk. And let's not even talk about the loud belching without saying excuse me. She wears too little clothing, and her shit is always falling out the top or bottom. Someone even complained to HR (not that I should now this) about her manner of dress, said it was offensive. Now the same day they complained about her skirt being too short, my girls were popping out the top of my blouse...apparently no one complained abou that. Am I a hypocrite? I mean, I am the same chick that got upset when her ex told her she went from being a Halle Berry to an Angie Stone. I mean, yeah, I am not in my best shape, but I will hit the elliptical machine, or do some crunches. So is it not just me? Does socitey hold an unfair bias against its overweight members? I mean, I never hear anyone saying, "Damn look at all that gut, he's so fine"! Or "She got belly for days, she sooo could get it".

Would I be more tolerant if she was thin? Am I really this type of person? Can I be this mean and shallow?

The Sports Salon

Today was the 12th broadcast of The Sports Salon with Keli and Kayos, sports talk for the big boys while catering to the women. The topics discussed on today’s show were:

1. The NFL Draft
2. The Randy Moss trade
3. The NBA Playoffs
4. Current events in MLB
5. The Mayweather/De La Hoya Fight

And we always bring the random thoughts! Join us next Saturday between the hours of 2 to 4 pm cst. Your support is greatly appreciated! We are currently working on a website so be on the lookout of that. In the interim…

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Beyonce Flaws and All

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah...I like Bey, so what. I really like this song, and I think this video is adorable.

The Wait is Over

“Mashed Potatoes, Gravy, Cranberry Sauce” he said this signature phrase when he first came out and the crowed cheered loudly. Lol

Little Richard seemed very down to earth, which is so refreshing in this day of egomaniacs that seem to be allergic to their fans. He played “Old Time Rocking Roll” and he had some fans come onto the stage to dance. As the ladies walked off the stage he gave both handshakes and hugs. He also stopped what he was doing to have “Walter” bring over one of the ladies album cover for him to autograph. He acted up during the show of course…he let us know that he’s Indian, from the Mohican tribe…he’s the last one. Of course the audience groaned, and he then did his signature “Shut Up”. At one point he threatened to go “Bobby Knight” on a roadie from Indiana because his piano was not quite right. He ended up ditching the piano to play a keyboard. He did not do my favorite “You Keep a Knockin” and “Long Tall Sally”. But I did get to hear “Tutti Frutti”, “Good Golly Miss Molly” and “Lucille”. He also performed Ray Charles “I Got a Woman”.

I wish I would have had a pic of his drummer. The drummer was fairly young, well in relation to the rest of the band, and he would gt crunk. I'm telling you, he has more twirk in his hips than Beyonce. Wow! It was quite a site.

He was a proud papa when he introduced his son to the crowd...his son was the only band memeber wearing a sparkling suit. Lil Richard informed the crowd that he and Prince get their shoes made by the same designer in LA. Why am I not surprised. LOL.

I really enjoyed myself, and it was worth enduring the pain of “Black Joe Lewis” to witness a living legend do his thing!

And that hair is player. LOL!

Kid Capri is a Punk Azz Biatch!

I just got back from a party hosted by a couple of friends. Now, I have been excited about this party because it is a reunion for black University of TX alumni within my age range. It never fails, I always connect with old friends when Eddie and Norm host an event. So, I walked out the door looking oh so fresh and so clean, ready to shake a tail feather.

Well…

Kid Capri was the DJ that was hired for this event. Now, usually Cut Creator is the man, but I guess they wanted to go with a different vibe. All I can say, is when we got there he was playing an old school melody that was not at all live. Then he went into his dirty south medley, and kept getting on the mic saying…”Were in the south, I know you can make some noise”… Yeah, but only one problem kid…this is the ATX not the ATL, so why should we get crunk about Young Joc and Jeezy *sigh*. Well, he kept trying to play that stupid “I know you see it" song, and the music kept cutting off. As I walked by the booth, I waved by hand across my through signaling shut that ish off…he saw me, and got on the mic and asked me not to do that…well at this time, the music was still not playing. I then told him, that we did not want to hear Young Joc, and he tried to clown me but putting his spotlight on me. His actual words were “Oh, so you want the spotlight, I’m going to put the spotlight on you”. So I stuck a pose. He then goes on to say something about not testing him with the mic in his hand…I told him I don’t give a damn about him and his mic in his hand. He then asked me if I wanted the mic, and you know I said, “Hand it over”. Now, I also tried to tell him that I know both Eddie and Norm, and I am sure they would not appreciate him disrespecting me in this manner. See while he called himself clowning me his little cronies were laughing, and of course, the more they laughed the more he kept on. He told me to come around to the side of the DJ booth and he would give me the mic, and I better make it good. Once I walked to the side of the booth, his peeps tried to block me like I was trying to get at him. BOO-HISS! I told them that his punk ass invited me to walk around to the side of the booth. He then walks up to me, leans over and says, “I’m the one DJ’ing the party….blah, blah, blah”. See the problem with this is, although you’re the DJ the crowd dictates whether the party is rocking or not…and at this point, you were failing at your job Kid. As he talked he spat in my face…not purposely, but he’s a sprayer, YUCK! So, once he said what he had to say he walks off, but note…he never hands me the mic…because I was about to set it off in that piece (lol, actually I was only going to give a shout out to Eddie, Norm, and the rest of my UT family). The security guard actually comes over to escort me out, and I let him know that I was going to talk to Eddie. Once I threw out Eddie’s name, the guard changed the way he handled me. Yeah I name dropped…so what! I talked to Eddie and let him know that I have NEVER been so disrespected (well at least not by a grown man). He was actually trying to clown me in front of a packed house, to try to make himself look like what? A man? Wow…he’s all of 55 acting 15. So not impressed. Yeah I know I jumped fly first, but damn, if he was all that, he would not have cared what poor little ole me had to say in the first place. Even my boy from the BX said the music was not good. Kid Capri is a Buster! And I will NEVER attend an event with his name associated with it again. Bring Back Cut Creator!

On another note...

I did meet Maurice Green, so it was not all bad.

Caught with his pants down...

Now, I was forwarded this email by a friend of mine who happened to be on "the list". I don't know how I would have reacted if I was in the "Mrs" shoes...but I don't think I would have done this...

Ladies/Everyone:

First off I would like to apologize on behalf of Larry/Jr. for being misleading. He gave you all the impression that he was single and available. In actuality he is not, and has not been for a good while (May 2006 - present). I know that he has had phone conversations with some of you, e-mailed some/all of you, given his number to all of you, visited with some of you, attempted to visited with some of you, told some of you that he loves you, he will be there for you, etc., etc., I'm sure you all know. I have recently found out about these activities and am very pissed. I know that you all weren't aware of this predator like behavior and I can't be mad at you, but I can do something about it, which is what I'm doing now. I'm not sure what provokes a man to be such a dog (in his case attempt to be) but I'm the dog catcher today. I've spoken with Larry/Jr to find out why would be (basically)soliciting, looking for the hook-up through chat rooms, and Ladies/Everyone ,his answer was that it was just something to do. This is what he thinks of you all , just something to do. He has lied, schemed, conned & not sure if he cheated (he hasn't admitted that yet) you all of your time, cell phone minutes & gas for those of you that met up w/him. But not today, not never. I'm putting this nigga in check. He is truly sorry for being deceitful to you and more so to me. I know your wondering why I'm doing this, and the reason being is it would be to easy to let him off the hook by breaking up w/ him. He has to learn a lesson, that if you piss on the carpet your gonna get your nosed rubbed in it. And hopefully by the end of all this his bitch-ass will know to never under estimate a woman, correction, a good woman, a strong woman. So ladies if you all have a hunch about your dudes follow it, look where it got me, e-mailing you all,& embarrassing the shit out of him. If he does e-mail you after you get this, e-mail back. I check it daily now. And if he gets a new e-mail address, someone please be a dear and let me know by just forwarding it back to e-mail address. Once again I do apologize for this shit. I'm not going to be made a fool of, and I won't let any woman be either by some fake-ass playa, w/ those wanna be suave lines he was trying to kick. Nope not gonna happen.
Take care & be careful.

The Mrs.

P.S. - you can run faster w/ your skirt up than your pants down. That's why men get busted, like he just did.

Now I must say this is pure comedy. And note, the email is addressed to Ladies/Everyone...could the "Mr" also be on the down low. *smh*. This would have to be my favorite line...

He has lied, schemed, conned & not sure if he cheated (he hasn't admitted that yet) you all of your time, cell phone minutes & gas for those of you that met up w/him.

Ok...sure...he's not cheating on you. He's only making connecting with and meeting up with other women, but hey, that's not cheating...right?

In her plan to embarass him, she's the one that has seemed to played the fool. Stay with him, show him, he can have his cake and eat it too! And if I was on the list, I would tell her nada...What for...she's not leaving him.

I don't think it could EVER get this bad.

Wrap it Up!

As I type this, I am wrapped up. Wrapped up in what you might ask? Good question. I have decided to give myself a homemade body wrap that has been used on the beauty pageant circuit for instant results. I slathered Noxzema on my midsection and thighs, and wrapped each area on plastic wrap. Body wraps are designed to improve the texture and appearance of the skin by removing excess fluids and toxins from the body. Now I do not know if this works or not…let me be the guinea pig before you folks try it at home. Or if you’re feeling a little adventurous try at your own risk. I will tell you this, it feels like I am wearing Ben Gay, Icy Hot, or something along those lines. Also, I have been told that you can do a Spa Wrap using warm coffee grinds and seaweed. You rub the coffee grinds onto the body, then wrap the areas with seaweed. Another solution that the adventurous might want to try. I know going to the Spa is so much more exhilarating, but when you don’t have the time or other resources, a d.i.y. is always good to know. Anyone else have any d.i.y spa treatments…I would live to hear them.

****Update****

I don't know about removing toxins and excess fluids, but my skin sure does feel silky smooth aftwerwards...so it's something I will most definitly keep as part of the beauty regimen.

Outkast-Player's Ball

“Hallelujah hallelujah yah know I do some things more different than I used ta…”

Ok, now I had to go find my favorite OutKast song. Player's Ball. I was a fan of the Southernplayalistic Andre and Big Boi. This is when Andre could get it...before Erykah but them roots on him lol. They look so young in this video.

Hey Ya - Acoustic

I just have one more and then I am done posting covers...well until another hot mess comes along. I don't think this one is too bad. Yeah Patrice I already know, you prefer the original lol… I just found this very interesting and thought I would share.

hayseed Dixie Roses Video

Ummm, they say imitation is the sincerest form of flattery. First "Crazy In Love" and now this. I promise I don't go seeking these things out. I did not think this song could get any worse…boy was I wrong. This is a hot mess! I think I watched with my mouth open for the first 30 secs after the song actually started. WOW! That's all I can say, Wow *smh*.

Switchfoot - Crazy In Love [Beyonce cover]

I find this video interesting, and thought I would share. You can say what you want about Beyonce, but this right here proves she's that biatch! I also came across the "Beyonce Wine" apparently she has inspired a dancehall tune. I kind of like this cover. What do y'all think?

Still Waiting...

I am still waiting on my friend to forward me the Little Richard concert pics. You know how that is...oh well.

But in the meantime...

Let me vent about trifling mofo's...Particularly men with women that hound other women while with their woman. So here's to the knuckle head in Wal-Mart the other night...

Yes I saw you, I know you know I saw you, because you were looking dead in my grill. If you noticed the look on my face, you would have seen it was not one of pleasure or excitement, but more so a look of contempt and disgust. Again, I saw you...but tell me this...why did you keep separating from the woman you were apparently shopping with to be all in my grill? Did you really need something off the bakery isle ? I'm just asking. And then to stand in front of the self check out as I was in line starring at me...well can we just say crazy, deranged! Wal-Mart stalking is not sexy! And you are downright trifling!

Opening Acts

The Forty Acres Fest is an annual student organized event at the University of Texas. The fest is an all day event that features food, games, prizes, and live music. When I was a student, the fest featured acts such as Rob Bass and DJ EZ Rock, Tone Loc, Young MC, and The Roots. In recent years, Ludacris and Common have headlined the fest. So when I heard that my beloved University was bringing Little Richard to town, I had to go! I was just telling my sister that we are beginning to loose our legends, and it would be nice to see some of them perform. Well I can now say that I have seen a living legend perform. As I mentioned in my previous post Little Richard is the originator, often imitated, never duplicated. He however, deserves his own post, and I will get to that once my friend forwards the pics to me.

What I wanted to focus on today were the opening acts. Now I have to remember that this was a student led event, but it seems that they could have really done better. Austin is nicknamed the live music capitol of the world, and there are so very talented musicians here. However, the bands chose to open for Little Richard did not fit that description. First up was Kevin Jack. Well, I will excuse the selection of Kevin Jack because apparently, he won the campus battle of the bands, and that secured him a spot in last nights show. Now Kevin Jack is a rapper, and he was backed by a live band. The problem is, it seems that he assembled his band at the last minute. They took forever to warm up, because most of that time they were on stage bumping their gums. And when the sound engineer asked someone to do a vocal mic check, they all stood their looking at each other with these dumb blank expressions on their faces…Wow. The back up singer stepped to the mic and begin singing “Ooh, la, la, la”…wow, she’s tone deaf. Not a good look. The sound engineer finally stepped up to the vocal mics and said “Mic check, 1-2-1-2, that’s all they had to do to begin with. *smh* Completely unprofessional! My first thought was “And you wonder why know one wants to fool with us”. Well, my allergies begin to give me fits, and I left the concert area to go to the Texas Union to get some water so I could take my allergy pill. When I got back, Kevin Jack was rapping up…yes!

Now, the next act were a group of men who call themselves the Jungle Rockers. Yeah, I don’t quite get it myself. All of their songs sound the same…If you’ve watched the movie “Grease” just think of the “Grease Lightening” song...not too mention the members of the band looked like T-Bird rejects. Yeah, I was in the audience singing the lyrics to “Grease Lightening” to all of their songs. There were three opening acts, and since the show did not start on time, they were each allowed three songs. Well, the T-Birds sang four, well actually, one of them was a maraca solo. I don’t know…but when the lead greaser leaned into the mic to start the lyrics of song number 5, his mic was cut off, the stage lights were turned off, and funk music started blaring from the speakers. The crowd roared, the drummer threw his sticks down, the bass player kept on strumming, and the lead vocalist…well we saw his mouth moving, but to our satisfaction, nothing was coming out. LOL! Thus far, this was the highlight of the night. They finally exited stage left and next up was local Austin blues man, Black Joe Lewis.

Now, I have never heard of Mr. Black Joe, but he looked off to me from jump. He was wearing this dashiki, and the rest of his band looked as though they were auditioning to appear on the blues brothers. Well, my initial opinion of Mr. Black Joe Lewis was right. This man is not right! He steps to the mic, and the first thing out of his mouth was BITCH! Yes, he said it like I typed it. Everyone in the audience were looking around at each other like WTH! Then he proceeds with “You’re always talking that shit…”. I honestly could not understand most of the words coming out of his mouth. But I could understand the last line of his opening number…”I’ma beat yo ass when I get home”. *smh* I can’t take it! Then in his second song, he was asking a woman “Why don’t you call me…”. Umm, maybe because you called her a bitch, and threatened to beat her ass. Ummm, I don’t know…So before he closes he dedicates his final number to all the fine Texas women with big ol’ booty’s, because you know that Texas women are the ones with the big ol’ booty’s. *smh*…Yeah, I did a lot of head shaking last night. At this point, Little Richard appears in one of the windows of the main building, we just see an image in white, and someone zooms in with their camera…yes its Little Richard! At this point, cameras go up, trying to zoom in a snap a picture of the originator. You know that ‘s sad, when we rather try to make out Little Richard in a window far away, then listen to Black Joe Lewis…but let me get back to Mr. Black Joe Lewis. Well, the number he dedicated to us Texas women with the big ol booty’s…started with PLEASE! Mann, I thought he was about to cover James Brown, oh well, so much for a hoping to hear a real song. He proceeds to sing “I want some of that bush in dem jeans”. Yeah, you read that right. *smh*. Again, I could not understand most of what Mr. Joe Black Lewis is saying, but I did make out him begging…”I would do anything to have you, get on my knees, walk like a dog, eat dog food…”. Yes, this fool said he would eat dog food. I’m done!

Yes, this was a hot mess! But don’t fret, seeing Little Richard made it all worth the while. I will post about his performance shortly.

Oh, and I had a conversation with one of his brothers after the show that was interesting. The audience consisted mostly of young white students. There were a few black faces sprinkled through out the crowd, and you had your older members who actually are from Little Richard’s time. Well, his brothers were handing out souvenir books that are actually Christian devotional booklets that contained an autographed picture of Little Richard. FYI, Little Richard is an ordained Minister . As they handed out the books, they thanked everyone for coming out. I got separated from my sister and my friend, so I stood over to the side (thinking they would have to pass me) as they handed out books. His brother handed me a book, then gave me another for a friend. He asked me if I was a longhorn. “Yes” I answer. Well, noticing the demographics of the show he asks “Is there many black longhorns?”. Well, I tell him that in relation to the majority population no, but we exist, and when I was on campus we were the largest minority population. He then proceeds to ask me “Where do the black students in Texas choose to go?”. I told him that TX and TX A&M, are the two institutions that most students within the state of Texas choose to attend. But I did note that Prairie View and Texas Southern are the largest HBCU’s in TX, which he already knew. We also started talking about Rice University, and we got on the subject of Jenna Bush attending UT, and Jeb’s son graduating from the UT college of Law. He then gave me two more books, and told me to remember to always keep God first. They all seem to be very down to earth. Little Richard included, but I will get to that later.

Good Golly Miss Molly!

I am going to see the originator this weekend…who was the first to wear the shiny suits? Well, I don’t know if it was James Brown, or Jimmy "Thunder" Early (lol)…but when I think shiny suit, eyeliner, and conk, the first man that comes to mind is Little Richard. This man is a Rock ‘N Roll Icon. Yes, I said Rock N’ Roll Icon! Elvis is given all the props, but there would be no Elvis without greats such as Little Richard and Chuck Berry. And where did you think Paul McCartney got his signature high “Whoo”? Little Richard is truly a living legend, I can’t wait until the show on Saturday…and you know I will be reporting back.

Two Tears In A Bucket!

This has really become my motto in the past week or two. I am spent, I am beyond tired, and I say “Two Tears in a Bucket…”

It seems that I am the shoulder that people in my life tends to lean on. Problem being…when I need a shoulder, it seems there is NO one there. I have spread myself way too thin over the past month, and unfortunately, things are going to get worse before they get better. However, I am going to have to take time and just take care of self. I had a mild panic attack the other morning, only because I have been running myself ragged worring about the well being of others. To hell with everyone else right now. If these past few weeks have taught me anything, they have taught me it’s ok to be selfish.

On another note…

I hate being given the “cold shoulder” but when someone chooses not to communicate with you, what can you do. It seems that a few people in my life have chosen to give me the cold shoulder here recently, and this had me upset for a minute. If I try to reach out to you, I feel that you should at least give me the courtesy of letting me know what’s the deal. I look at is this way…we’re grown, so we should be able to communicate our issues to each other right? I would rather you tell me that you choose not to talk to me and why, versus me sitting here wondering why the hell you are not talking to me. But again I say ‘”Two Tears In A Bucket…”

Now…

I have met a few people via the net. I am not on myspace, nor do I have a profile on any personal sites…There’s a reason for that. However, through blogging, I came across an online community that I grew much “attached” to. I made some connections and really felt as though I made a few friends. It is very odd however, considering I have only met one person, and I have only had actual verbal conversations with a couple. I am generally a guarded individual, however, I really felt comfortable in this format and found myself opening up, like I would with me “real world’ friends. However, things happen, shit happens, people happen, and I learned that not all of us were showing our real faces. It seems that some people get on the net to try to “jump fly”…fabricating stories about themselves to come across interesting or to impress others. I also learned that there is a lot of online “haterism”. I was never one to try to fit into the group. I feel that if you accept me, you are accepting “me”. I also was naïve in believing, that grown azz people know how to act accordingly. My mistake, I forgot grown does not equal mature. My mother has been warning me to be careful because there are crazies on the net…I think I need to heed her warning.

I would just like to close this post by saying…”Two Tears In A Bucket…”

March Madness!

TEXAS FIGHT!

Looks, like it might be Kevin Durant's first and last year as a Longhorn...but first things first...

Well, March Madness is in full effect! Conference Championships are underway, and the bracket will be released tomorrow! I can't wait. This is really the only time, outside of TX B-Ball, that I truly follow college hoops. The Big 12 Championship game is tomorrow, and my Longhorns have a rematch with the Jayhawks...we owe them a Texas sized whooping, and I am hoping my boys can deliver. I am quite sure they have earned their bid to the big dance. I am cheering on the burnt orange and white, we need another final four appearance! Go Horns Go!

*****UPDATE*****

Well, my boys are officially out of the big dance! So I can care less what happens. LOL Well, actually for the sake of my bracket, I need Florida, Kansas, and Ohio State to reach the Final Four. And...

Just for the Hell of it...I will even root for those damn Aggies. LOL