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Random Ish...

I had to post this... forgive me. This is just one of those videos that I can't stop laughing at.

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Better Made BBQ Chips

Damn this economy. Damn this recession. Damn Detroit. I guess we really are in a recession when my Better Made BBQ chips don't have one chip with any BBQ on them. Is it really that deep where you have to bag plain chips in BBQ bags?

Thank you Detroit, and Happy Tuesday.

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Tweet...

"In da locker room, snuck to post my twitt. We're playing the Celtics, tie ball game at da half. Coach wants more toughness. I gotta step up."

Charlie Villanueva's tweet message posted to his tweeter account during halftime of the Bucks vs Celtics game. As a high school and middle school hoop coach myself... this shit would have pissed me off to all ends. I really think Charlie needed to be fined for this crap, just to send a message. But oh well...

"We're talking about Twitter here," Villanueva said.

For all you twitter heads out there, you can hit up Charlie at "CV31"

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Spring is here... In my mind

As I'm sitting here floating through different portals of the world wide web, trying to figure out how to make this blog thing more interesting... my nostrils began to titillate. There is no scent more arousing than that first hint of a fired up BBQ grill. Through the window panes and motionless air outside... My spidey scenes have been tapped. It excites me a little to say the least to know now that Spring is finally here in Michigan. One of my favorite past times is officially back in season... Grilling. Who got the cards and spades table?

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Air Yeezy's set to Release in the Spring

I've been designing Nikes since the 4th grade.
-Kanye West

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Detroit Hit Squad Covered in History Channel Documentary

Detroit Hit Squad Covered in New History Channel Doc

Tonight (March 2), the History Channel will showcase the story of the Best Friends gang, a contract-based “black mafia” hit squad and drug cartel from Detroit. According to federal authorities, the organization was the first criminal enterprise to take over the I-75 corridor, which was the route for drug shipments from Miami to Detroit.

The organization was run by Richard "Maserati Rick" Carter and his best friend Demetrius Holloway. Running their operations under the McDonald’s fast-food business model, the group was able to expand their drug trafficking to over 50 cities nationwide.

The murders tied to the Best Friends exceeds over 100 known hits, and allegedly almost included mogul Sean “Diddy” Combs, but was aborted at the last minute. “The Best Friends were responsible for the most contract murders in the city of Detroit since Al ‘Scarface’ Capone’s Detroit-based hit squad the Purple Gang,” the Gangland documentary states. “The Best Friends single-handedly turned Detroit into the Murder Capital of the United States.”

One associate featured in the documentary who did not descend into the group’s sea of violence is Brian “Champtown” Harmon, a veteran Detroit musician who chose a career in Hip-Hop over pursuing a life of crime. “I played in the sandbox with members of the Best Friends,” Harmon explained to AllHipHop.com. “So it was very easy for me to join that gang. But I didn’t.”

Today, Harmon tours with Kid Rock, speaks to at-risk inner city youth, and handles DJ duties for Cabo Wabo Radio, owned by Rock and Roll Hall of Famer Sammy Hagar. In addition, he runs his own label Straight Jacket and teaches at the Institute of Production and Recording in Minneapolis, Minnesota.

Champtown’s new album is available for free download at www.FreechamptownLP.com. The Best Friends Gangland episode airs tonight on the History Channel at 9PM.

Source: allhiphop

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Crooked I Confirms Shooting Incident

Mentally, I'm kinda in a f*cked up place right now but physically I'm good," Crooked said. "I just wanna let people know I'm good, man...Some crazy sh*t just went on man and I was at the wrong place at the wrong time type of sh*t, you know what I'm saying. Right now, I'm just trying to get to the bottom of it, man...When sh*t like that happens, it's better to just leave it where it happened...I don't want to give nobody fame from bringing negativity towards me...God is good and these haters are gonna find that out.

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John Legend's Open Letter to The NY Post

By John Legend
Open Letter to the New York Post

Dear Editor:

I'm trying to understand what possible motivation you may have had for publishing that vile cartoon depicting the shooting of the chimpanzee that went crazy. I guess you thought it would be funny to suggest that whomever was responsible for writing the Economic Recovery legislation must have the intelligence and judgment of a deranged, violent chimpanzee, and should be shot to protect the larger community. Really? Did it occur to you that this suggestion would imply a connection between President Barack Obama and the deranged chimpanzee? Did it occur to you that our President has been receiving death threats since early in his candidacy? Did it occur to you that blacks have historically been compared to various apes as a way of racist insult and mockery? Did you intend to invoke these painful themes when you printed the cartoon?

If that's not what you intended, then it was stupid and willfully ignorant of you not to connect these easily connectible dots. If it is what you intended, then you obviously wanted to be grossly provocative, racist and offensive to the sensibilities of most reasonable Americans. Either way, you should not have printed this cartoon, and the fact that you did is truly reprehensible. I can't imagine what possible justification you have for this. I've read your lame statement in response to the outrage you provoked. Shame on you for dodging the real issue and then using the letter as an opportunity to attack Rev. Sharpton. This is not about Rev. Sharpton. It's about the cartoon being blatantly racist and offensive.

I believe in freedom of speech, and you have every right to print what you want. But freedom of speech still comes with responsibilities and consequences. You are responsible for printing this cartoon, and I hope you experience some real consequences for it. I'm personally boycotting your paper and won't do any interviews with any of your reporters, and I encourage all of my colleagues in the entertainment business to do so as well. I implore your advertisers to seriously reconsider their business relationships with you as well.

You should print an apology in your paper acknowledging that this cartoon was ignorant, offensive and racist and should not have been printed.

I'm well aware of our country's history of racism and violence, but I truly believe we are better than this filth. As we attempt to rise above our difficult past and look toward a better future, we don't need the New York Post to resurrect the images of Jim Crow to deride the new administration and put black folks in our place. Please feel free to criticize and honestly evaluate our new President, but do so without the incendiary images and rhetoric.

Sincerely,

John Legend



Editor's note: The New York Post has apologized with the following statement, but defended their position:

Wednesday's Page Six cartoon -- caricaturing Monday's police shooting of a chimpanzee in Connecticut -- has created considerable controversy. But it has been taken as something else -- as a depiction of President Obama, as a thinly veiled expression of racism. This most certainly was not its intent; to those who were offended by the image, we apologize. However, there are some in the media and in public life who have had differences with The Post in the past -- and they see the incident as an opportunity for payback. To them, no apology is due. Sometimes a cartoon is just a cartoon -- even as the opportunists seek to make it something else."


Reverend Al Sharpton offered a counter statement:

"The New York Post statement will be discussed by all of the leadership of the various groups that have mobilized and we will respond to it at the rally at 5:00 p.m. tomorrow outside of the New York Post. At this point there will be no cancellation of the rally and though we think it is the right thing for them to apologize to those they offended, they seem to want to want to blame the offense on those of whom raised the issue, rather than take responsibility for what they did. However, rather than engage as they are in name calling back and forth, we will make a collective decision on how to proceed. All of us can only wish the New York Post had taken a more mature position when the issue was first raised rather than belatedly come with a conditional statement after people began mobilizing and preparing to challenge the waiver of News Corp in the City where they own several television stations and newspapers."

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The true Timmy haircut

Ok... I'm just a few days removed from the last posting, in which Allen Iverson revealed his new hair cut. This post isn't about Iverson or his cut though, so just stick with me.

So, as a black man there is only one thing that we love to get as much as sex and new shoes... and that's a haircut. Think about it. After we get a new haircut our confidence level reaches levels unknown or heard of. It's kind of like when you were a kid and you got a new pair of shoes. It didn't matter if they were from Payless, Kmart (shot out to Al Harrington for dropping the new hoop shoes that are only sold at Kmart), or Foot Locker. Getting new shoes meant that you were going to be able to jump higher, run faster, and in some cases become invisible. You felt like you were the man when you were rocking new shoes. Well, it's the same with a haircut. When you get a haircut you all of a sudden feel like you have all the right words to talk to that sweet smelling, tender red bone that works at the Macy's in the mall. Getting a fresh haircut always is just as refreshing as twisting the cap off of a ice cold beer of your choice. A new haircut will make your worst outfit look like the hottest thing off the shelf. Haircuts just have something about them, that is really hard to put into words. You can only describe it by describing other memorable moments in your life.

Now, what is funny is when you see a messed up haircut (or a Timmy as we call them over here in Michigan), and you can't stop staring at it. A Timmy is what some call a "bowl cut." You know, where you take the bowl and you just trim around the bowl until you have the sides and back bald with hair on the top? I'm not a haircut genius or anything, but I can taper and draw a lineup that's respectable. It's just funny how you can see how high a guy's confidence is from a haircut. There's nothing funnier than to see a guy with a Timmy, and him walking with his head high, brush in hand, no hat, and doo-rag hanging out his back pocket. What about those guys who take pictures with their camera phones and pose in the bathroom... then post the pictures on the internet for everyone to see? What a way to embarrass the barber in that situation.

The funny part is that all of us has had a Timmy at some point in our lives. Doesn't matter if you were in the 3rd grade or a grown man... Although it's always funnier to see a grown man with a Timmy.

I guess I'll stop with all the banter and give you a visual of what the True Timmy looks like.



Now, you may call it mean... but I call it a Timmy.

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Allen Iverson Reveals New Do

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Computer Love

You wake up in the morning and you pop on your computer, or flip open your laptop. The first URL that you punch in is www.facebook.com. You check your notifications, and then you check messages. After that you read a few updates, and check out a few new pictures. Maybe you post a silly message on a friend’s wall. Then you update your status as you head to the closet to figure out what you’re wearing to work. Imagine a world without Facebook. What would this look like? What would all the socialites do now?

Remember before Facebook and Myspace when you actually had to talk to people face to face? What about when you liked a girl? You had to hope that she would come to class the next day, and come even somewhat close to you. Just close enough that you could smell the scent of her perfume in the wind as she walked by. And as she walked by you couldn’t help but glance down at the creases below her back pockets as she switched her hips down the hall past you. What about when you had that crush on the guy who transferred into your African American Literature class during the first semester? Your knees trembled and lungs got small as he brushed by you on his way to his seat in the front of class. You couldn’t help but picture him playing with the kids, or sweating while cutting the grass on a hot summer day.

Some odd years ago before the social networking systems that we have today; social interaction wasn’t something that came easy for many people. Crushes walked by, and feelings stayed bottled away. Hooking up for dates actually required a phone call. Getting to know someone actually required that you sat and talked face to face, or over the phone without needing a top-notch text-messaging plan. Stalking required that you find out where the person actually lived. You had to figure out their Friday schedule and try to be there after your class across campus. Even once you ran across this person you had to say something. Something engaging that could at least get a smile in response and then maybe an invitation for some innocent conversation over a cup of coffee. Now all you need is a name. Not even a whole name… just a first name or last name. Type it into Facebook and you have every name even remotely close to what you’re looking for. From there you have poking, messaging, and friend requests at your fingertips. Some people actually use the social networking piece to reconnect with old friends and family that you haven’t seen in years. That’s one of the main reasons for the whole invention I think.

Imagine having to go back to not having a Facebook or Myspace. That would mean bad news for some people. Those people who have thousands of saved friends, but never talk to any of them in person. Those people who randomly save friends even though they don’t even know if Kenny Kanastro is their real name. Even with answering machines people used to call you when they knew you wouldn’t answer just to avoid conversation. Now without IMing and messaging and wall posting what will happen? It’s back to being a hermit who doesn’t know how to socialize. Practicing your eye contact and making sure you’re gazing at least 2 or 3 times in a few seconds. Making sure that you have breath mints or gum so that you’re constantly working with fresh breath.

Now it’s back to not returning phone calls and using more of the old excuses. I’ve been on the grind for the last few days. Or, the kids have been driving me all over the place. I hadn’t charged my cell phone in a few days. Or, a good one… I didn’t get your call. Phone tagging because you call when you know I’m not available. You damn sure wont be hooking up with any random chicks or guys. No driving to see the girl you met on Facebook who lives in Indiana.

This is just something I started to think about as I was deleting people from my friends list on Facebook. Is today’s society taking a step back in socializing and social interacting, or are we taking a step forward? Maybe we should all take a few days out the week to actually pick up the phone or meet up for lunch or dinner. Why wouldn’t you want to smell her perfume, or to feel his slight brush in PERSON? Please step away from the computer and get some sun.

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