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Sunday, December 22, 2002
OS X posted on 12/22/2002 03:51:23 PM by agentCB
"TRENT LOTT TOOK HIS HOOD OFF" posted on 12/18/2002 09:10:36 AM by agentCB
METAMORPHOSIS posted on 12/16/2002 11:37:38 AM by agentCB
BARKEEPER BLUES posted on 12/14/2002 09:04:03 AM by agentCB
"WEEKEND PLANS DOWN THE DRAIN" posted on 12/11/2002 08:54:27 AM by luv
"GALLAVANTING" posted on 12/11/2002 08:22:08 AM by agentCB
REVELATION posted on 12/11/2002 08:14:37 AM by agentCB
WRONG posted on 12/10/2002 09:50:49 PM by agentCB
LOST posted on 12/06/2002 07:54:45 PM by agentCB
HIV posted on 12/03/2002 01:02:50 PM by agentCB
this is the first blog from the new g4 computer. i'm runnin' smooth with jaguar. it's on and crackin. i have no idea what i'll be doing with this computer. all i know it has a faster modem than my old shit.
everything looks nicer on a mac. jiyeah
Wednesday, December 18, 2002
was one of the comments bounced around in tv land following the scandalalous remarks made by the "hooded" statesman from mississippi. the comment was made by an african american man who was responding to questions about lott's comment.
then lott goes on BET to try to clear shit up, but he never says he didn't mean what he said. so people are taking that he meant it.
notice how all the other senators are distancing themselves from lott as if he farted in the senate. "what... what did i do, guys? i don't smell anything..." amazing as how once u become revealed your homeboys leave you.
i think lott really fucked up when he said that. maybe he had too much of the bubbly or something, but he straight up admitted to being a segregationist at heart. wow. this is 2002 ladies and gentlemen. and they say we're a "colorblind society" ok so maybe we're colorblind because everyone lives with their own groups.
i can also admit that he could have said "hey i'm just trying to humor this 100 year old bastard" but he doesn't... he keeps apologizing for making the comment. so can we forgive him? aren't we supposed to? i dunno... forgive but don't forget... when it comes to politics, it becomes a little less clear. this issue divides the "white" community like a warm knife through country crock.
but what about all the people in the room who applauded lott's comments? can we not hold them suspect for something? we could make an argument for lott in saying that his words were taken out of context. like lott said in his official apology (not the numerous blundering ones after) his comments did not support policies of old but were about the man and his career.
i guess lott forgot that thurmond ran on the segregationist ticket back in the 50's. or did he? either way. u don't do shit like that if you're a congressman. still, i can't help but feel sorry for homeboy, he basically pulled a cheddar bob and shot his dick off (see 8 mile).
apology accepted, now get the fuck outta here...
Monday, December 16, 2002
it rained like hell this weekend. and for some reason, everything i planned to do this weekend went differently. notice i didn't say it went bad. just different.
first off, drove home in a storm early sunday morning. we were supposed to go to the cemetary and then my cousin's house for a kiddie party. cruise control stops working
get home, find out my parents don't want to go to the party anymore. beat my mom at chess. me and dad tie.
call voodoo to find out what time the brl dinner starts. it's cancelled due to the weather. mern (voodoo apologizes for forgetting to call one of the people that live the farthest away)
luv comes over. not in a good mood. fresh. things not looking good.
at this point i marvel at all luv and i went through to make this weekend happen.
so i say, fuggit, let's go out anyway.
head to sf without a clue of what to do. we end up at butterfly in SF because it was listed in my palm pilot (a la avantgo).
funny how we end up at butterfly, which in itself is a symbol of metamorphasis and things get better. luv and i talk and agree that we need to go out more often like this. if only money was not an object.
funny how we always talk about dressing up and heading out to the bay for a nice evening alone and this time it happens without us planning it. i don't think it could have went any better.
funny how they had mitchell's mango and macapuno ice cream on the dessert menu, as if to say "we've been expecting u agentCB."
everytime love becomes bleak and fleeting, it reinvents itself and turns into something new.
go figure.
to end the night with a transition back into reality, we hit up kelly's mission rock. people were throwing up all over the place, welcome back to earth.
Saturday, December 14, 2002
last night luv and i went to a friend's party. me and this friend go way back. the party was cool, people where different. but at one point in the night, i was partially invited because of my bartending skills.
i realized this when people came up to me and asked "oh, u must be the bartender..."
i gave them my best "you've got to be kidding me" look as i responded "sure..." the funny thing was that people didn't even want to drink. it was all about weird beers with weird names... interesting.
usually, i tend to be a little bit more amicable as a bartender, but after numerous "you must be the bartender" comments, i refrained. homeboy with the mojicos was tight though... a cuban drink with mint leaves, rum and sugar. nice.
got into a friendly debate about the "war on terror" with some people that ranged from a russian "newcomer", a person that designs chips for bombs and a teacher that is looking for the meaning of life. the bomb dude and the russian woman were hammering the teacher with rhetoric about how presposterous his idea of "oppression" was just crap and how basically "globalization" was a good thing.
"when mcdonald's came to russia i was happy."
i bet cuz u watched all them mcdonald's commercials for all those years wondering what the hype was huh...
i took all this in and just observed. i came to the defense of the teacher by trying to diffuse the situation and try to validate both sides. (yeh i butted my way in... they were by the "bar"... my territory). bomb guy was talking about how there are dictators everywhere and how we have freedom in america. which i can agree with.
freedom free from responsibility. he was talking about saddam and how he frightened his way into power. i brought the similar example of dubya and 9/11. then bombastic changed the subject.
interesting.
i coulda went off, but some people just weren't ready yet. didn't want to waste my breath. if you're worrying about the teacher, have no fear, he was asking me about the counseling program.
i gave him my thumbs up. "come to the dark side, young jedi..."
Wednesday, December 11, 2002
I'm sure everyone can relate.
You make plans, things come up, you try to plan again and then... BAM! you no longer have any.
I was really looking forward to meeting with agent CB's brl friends, but maybe next time.
Until next time, take care everyone =)
if u haven't noticed with the color changes here, i'm starting to get that feeling i get when i want to do a redesign... uh-oh...
for those of u who wonder why i redesign my site so much, it's because i'm a very artsy person and the design part of my page kinda evokes my general mood for the time period. i think the blue stands for mellowness, the light blue for hope... and the brown kaka monster in the corner stands for just plain good ol' innocent raunchiness and as many of our parents so eloquently put it, "gallavanting."
for those of u who don't know, that brown kaka thing is called domo_kun. he's the mascot for a japanese television station. there are these little commercials in japan that star him as learning about life through television. a sad thought, but nonetheless funny.
to me, i can see a lot of myself in him. i'm brown, big, have straight teeth, cute eyes and i take shits. domo kun is pretty innocent (ok so i'm not like him) in his approach and he's constantly learning about stuff (albeit it's japanese tv) i guess i can see myself like that...
ok time to stop eating cake late at night.
had a dream last night... it led to some pretty cathartic processes... i feel good. if ya'll are good, i may post it here. have a good day ya'll... call your mother/father if u haven't done so in a while. they may be secretly hoping u would...
Tuesday, December 10, 2002
our society is relentless.
i got a 20... mouse was stuck.
Friday, December 06, 2002
been doing papers alot lately.. finals week and all... more to come later
Tuesday, December 03, 2002
i haven't had the experience of dealing with HIV or AIDS on a personal level. no one in my spectrum of family or friends have the virus. unless someone's hiding something, which may not be that suprising given our culture.
i think the closest it's hit me is when magic johnson said he had it. i was like woah... "magic got aids" all ignorant and shit as a teenager, not realizing the difference between HIV and AIDS. HIV is pretty wicked and since earvin is still walking around he definitely must be "magic"
or have a shit load of money to pay for the treatment and medication
i think it's fuckin sad that money would get in the way of people surviving but i guess that's what the founding fathers wanted when they thought up "laissez faire" right? i doubt it.
i happened to peep some performances in africa on BET recognizing yesterday as world AIDS day. i saw puffy (er i mean "p. diddy") on stage and immediately had the urge to change the channel. i saw the ribbon in the bottom left of the screen and realized it was an AIDS awareness concert so i was somewhat interested in what puffy would do. it's good to see him doing something positive other than count is money in front of the video cameras during videos. rapping about how much money he makes but he still can't find a girl...
*yawn*
anyway... i think the media has come a long way from the paranoia filled 80's where people thought u could get HIV from sharing a spoon with a gay person. as if only gay people could get HIV. it used to be "their" disease and now it's everyone's disease.
kinda sad that it took a few celebrities and a few innocent heterosexual people that got blood transfusions for people to realize this is an epidemic.
it just goes to show you that you can never fool mother nature. no matter how much technology we have out there, we are still part of this earth and we will eventually return to it. unfortunately money sometimes will dictate who will go first.
only in america
