Author: iam
Date: July 17, 2024
Me: Why do you love me so much? Her: Huh? Me: Really- why do you love me SO much? And you can’t list the things I do for you as reasons why. I do all the things for you. But why do you love ME? Her: *pauses….pensive* Her: Because I was made for this. Me: … Read More
Author: iam
Date: October 6, 2005
I think I killed my muse. You have no idea how many times I’ve come to this page and stared at the screen… and nothing flowed through. I think it’s got to be a combination of Time Warner’s suckass service; thought-overload (close cousin to information-constipation) and not knowing where to begin. My baby has asked … Read More
Author: iam
Date: October 2, 2005
So I usually use the 24 hours of a new year to give me an indicator of what the rest of the year will be like. It never really works, but at least it helps me to define a positive outlook on the rest of the year before it starts. I’ve gotten, in the last … Read More
Author: iam
Date: September 15, 2005
Not much to say today. Had a gang of great experiences. Had a few distasteful ones. Won’t dwell to long on either. ‘Ceptin for one. I was moved to blog because sometimes… something or someone you love, when you love it long enough, surprises you with a new way for you to say, “WOW… I … Read More
Author: iam
Date: May 12, 2005
I got this email from my cousin Ollie today. And I haven’t been able to get it together since. When I can get it together, I’ll come back and comment. *sigh* Dear Ms. Cantave: I am writing to you today to thank you for something you may or may not know that you have done … Read More
Author: iam
Date: May 11, 2005
starting at 4:34 off of Common’s new album… recited by Pops Be Be here Be there Be that Be this Be grateful for life Be grateful to life Be gleeful everyday for being the best swimmer among 500,000 Benign Be you Be mom’s bean pie Be lil’ black Sambo, with bad hair Be aware of … Read More
Author: iam
Date: April 11, 2005
I didn’t anticipate my day going this way. I thought it would be much smoother, but it was riddled with pseudo-drama and I just wasn’t ready for the stupidity. Getting here this morning at 10 and finding the door to my office being closed still was my FIRST sign of a bad day ensuing. Of … Read More