Saturday, March 26, 2011

Selina Kyle

Reason's that Selina Kyle is my perfect woman:
(In no particular order)

1)She's a bad girl.
2)She's witty
3)She wears leather like it's going out of style
4)She purrs
5)She is a lady on the street....
6)She might kill you or kiss you, you never know which
7)She has a thing for Batman
8)She's naughty
9)She's a thief
10)She's more than she appears to be
11)She's a paradox
12)She breaks the law
13)She is crafty
14)She is completely unpredictable
15)She wears lipstick a lot
16)She's independent
17)She's a tease
18)She's passionate
19)She doesn't take shit from anyone
20)She's extremely intelligent
21)She's vengeful

Friday, March 25, 2011

Every open door

I always sit facing the door
thousands of booths
and just as many sunsets
restaurants with bells on the door
and a cold hand that longs for the warmth of yours
I hear the bell jingle

and I always look toward the door
granted I haven’t a clue what you look like
not the faintest idea
but my heart doesn’t know that
and neither do I

each pretty girl I see
plays the part in my mental drama
I dress them in white with a veil
and I undress them too
but somehow, someway
they’re never you

can’t say that I like the waiting game
but then again, I’m the one who claims
“anything worth having is worth waiting for”
I know you will be worth the wait
but until the day I meet you
I’ll look toward every open door

Sunday, March 20, 2011

Style icons

I have three style icons who's fashion sense conveys the style I most want to emulate. They embody more than just the fashion sense I admire in them. Each of these men represented something that I value. They were rugged, adventurous, devoted, romantic and manly. They drove fast and they took chances. They pulled no punches and they lived every day as though it might be their last until it was. Ladies, I think this post might be your dose of erotica for the day.
Paul Newman

Steve McQueen

James Dean

Monday, March 14, 2011

Why I like rap

Ever since I was 9 or 10 I have been an avid rap fan. I used to not know why this was and not really care. I just liked to bob my head to the beat and listen to the constant rhythms and rhymes that fascinated me. Rap was a mind teaser to me. I loved the riddles, the analogies and the tongue twister lyrics. As I've grown I have started to wonder why I like rap. The lyrics are often objectionable, the politics in rap are usually opposite my own beliefs, and the lifestyles that are glorified in rap are equally divergent from who I consider myself as a person. Yet somehow my love for rap has only grown with time. Now I have the mental faculties to actually consider the deeper reasons that rap resonates with me. Why does it resonate with me, the real me, not the external projection that everyone in the sidelines of my life sees?

I think my love affair with rap is a story of feeling. Like a movie or a good book, rap tells a story. It has characters: protagonists, antagonists and everything in between. The harsh realities of urban ghetto life are objectionable to be sure, but the feeling within the lyrics is raw and uncensored. I think that I like the ability of rap to bare the soul. It's poetic, it's perverse, and it's cathartic. When I listen to rap I take part in a story I didn't live. I am transported to the Bronx, to Philly, to Compton and Inglewood. I hear the bullets thud into chests and the sobs of parents who have lost their children to gang violence. I hear the anger, the frustration, the pain, and I feel human. It's the empathy component that makes rap interesting. The ability of the story to bring the listener in and involve them in a drama, much like a good book or movie. I know there is still more to rap that I like, but at this point I can't articulate it. Jay-z, my favorite rapper, does an excellent job of explaining (from the perspective of one who did live it) the emotional aspects of rap. Check out this short clip to hear how rap has filled a need to voice a cry for help and to tell a story that is often overlooked in popular media.

Sunday, March 6, 2011

How to be an asshole

Say something like this:

I think that is so terribly rude. You can compliment the mom without insulting the poor daughter. Go back to junior high if you're going to stay stupid things like that.

Thursday, March 3, 2011

I feel it in my chest

"Far better is it to dare mighty things, to win glorious triumphs, even though checkered by failure... than to rank with those poor spirits who neither enjoy nor suffer much, because they live in a gray twilight that knows not victory nor defeat."--Teddy Roosevelt

This quote has always resonated with me, but never more so than today. Today I found out that I was denied entrance to graduate school.

It hurts to fail but,
"Flowers need water to grow, it gotta rain
And in order to experience joy you need pain"-Jay-z

So to two of my heros: Jay-z and Teddy, thanks for the encouragement.

Tuesday, March 1, 2011


One of the perks of reading this blog is that I aim to expose you to some music that is sure to be a hit. Here is one such jam. New posts coming soon. I think some lists are in order.