Much Adu About Nothing !!!!.....

Dear people of the blogosphere,

I haven't deserted you quite yet...I just haven't had a whole lot to post in terms of interesting subject matter. (I'll admit that zero drama results in boring reads) I could tell you about the ins and outs of love and life--but I have none. Life is great. Love is promising. Loving Life seems to be the grand scheme of things for the moment. My only complaint is money but what's the point of complaining about that if you haven't any. I'm actively working on that as well and with Mr. Johnson's grace (that's God to you commoners), my son's smile and good fortune things will soon be on the up and up. I'm in a self made rut and only now am I realizing that it's pretty much of my own plan, design and previous lack of desire to change that's caused me much of my past aggressions and grief. So I'll wallow in my prison of pity no longer.


As they say, I'm too blessed to be stressed. It's too divine for me to mind...

feel free to watch one of my personal cult favorites of the 90's. Many people shitted and hated on this flick but never enough for me to dislike it in anyway.

The Inkwell...(Jada Smith, Larenz Tate, Morris Chestnutt and who never ever was semi-famous and black in my high school graduation year of 1994)

If you aint up on Skype...

You're missing out on a lot...mainly me. Download it, sign up, and then get at me.

http://www.skype.com/

Slavery in 2009?

This muhphuckan Rush Limbaugh is trying to become a slave master in 2009. Say it ain't so?

http://www.kolotv.com/sports/headlines/63633867.html EVERYTHING IN RED IS WHAT I THINK SHOULD"VE BEEN INCLUDED IN THE ARTICLE BUT FOR OBVIOUS REASONS THE AUTHOR DECIDED AGAINST MY EDITS...LOL

ST. LOUIS (AP) - Conservative *CONSERVATIVE BY WHO'S STANDARDS?* radio talk show host Rush Limbaugh says he is teaming up *FORMING A LYNCH MOB* with St. Louis Blues owner Dave Checketts in a bid to buy the St. Louis Rams.

Limbaugh declined to discuss details Tuesday. He cited a confidentiality agreement with Goldman Sachs, the investment firm hired by the family of former Rams owner Georgia Frontiere to review assets of her estate.

Limbaugh also declined to discuss other partners *POTENTIAL SLAVE OWNERS* that might be involved in the bid *SLAVE TRADE*, but said he and Checketts would operate the team *OVERSEE THE NEGROES IN THE HOUSE AND ON THE FIELD.

Forbes magazine has estimated the Rams franchise has a value of $929 million. *GOTDAYUM...THATS A LOT OF 40 ACRE PLOTS AND A GAZILLION MULES*

Just when you thought it was safe for y'all Negroes to walk freely about your neighborhoods, this muhphucka decides that he wants to invest in a whole team of y'all.

Get me free (C) Amistad.

Say what'cha wanna say and draw your own conclusions but this is the same muhphucka that called Barry Obama a "monkey" and most of the underlying media swept it under the rug. If he buys this team, it's a great injustice to the NFL. I will likely no longer support watching football games outside of lil' league and college.

*runs before Massah realizes that I can read and write*

The KANG (yes, Kang) of Comedy...

This man single handedly had the biggest influence of any celebrity in my life. His death affected me like Michael Jackson affected many of yours. I remember sneaking and listening to all of his albums at my grandmother's house when no one was around and sampling bits and pieces of his material for school the next day. Sure I wasn't as effective with the voices and punchlines but dammit, I was funny.

I present to you, the KING OF COMEDY, Richard Pryor..Here and Now

Game Over : The Real Story Behind Paid In Full

This is the true story of three Harlem drug kingpins (AZ,Alpo & Rich Porter) in the 80's and documents their rise and fall in the drug game.

I'm feeling real GAYE today....

Here's something for you to enjoy.

Don't say Uncle Fishgrease ain't never give my family a jewel.

take it now and thank me later.

Marvin Gaye : The Sexual Healing Sessions

1. Clique Games/Rick James - (previously unreleased, Original Version Of 'Midnight Lady')
2. Sexual Healing - (previously unreleased, Alternate 12-inch instrumental)
3. Sexual Healing - (previously unreleased, Original Vocal Version)
4. Sexual Healing - (previously unreleased, alternate take, Alternate Vocal/Mix)
5. I Bet You Wonder - (previously unreleased, Original Version Of 'Rockin' After Midnight')
6. Rockin' After Midnight - (previously unreleased, instrumental)
7. Baby, Baby, Baby - (previously unreleased, Original Vocal Version Of ''Til Tomorrow')
8. I've Got My Music - (previously unreleased, Original Vocal Version Of 'Turn On Some Music') 9. Turn on Some Music - (previously unreleased, alternate take, Alternate Vocal/Mix)
10. Third World Girl - (previously unreleased, Original Reggae Version)
11. Third World Girl - (previously unreleased, alternate take, Alternate Vocal/Mix)
12. My Love Is Waiting - (previously unreleased, alternate take, Alternate Vocal/Mix)
13. Marvin's Message to the CBS Records Staff - (previously unreleased)
14. Sexual Healing - (previously unreleased, Rehearsal Tape Courtesy Of David Ritz)

Marvin Gaye: Live at the London Palladium

1. Intro Theme
2. All the Way 'Round
3. Since I Had You
4. Come Get to This
5. Let's Get It On
6. Trouble Man
7. Ain't That Peculiar / You're A Wonderful One / Stubborn Kind Of Fellow / Pride And Joy
8. Inner City Blues (Make Me Wanna Holler) / God Is Love / What's Going On / Save The Children
9. You're All I Need To Get By / Ain't Nothing Like The Real Thing / Your Precious Love
10. Thanks
11. Distant Lover
12. Closing Theme / I Want You
13. Got to Give It Up

All Good Things Must Come To An End....

I should have known that it would only be a matter of time before you decided to spread your wings and fly the coup...leaving me to fend for myself in this cruel world of manic depression and bipolar episodes.

I wish it were 1996 all over again and we were squandering inside of our infamous 2 bedroom 1.5 bath party spot of an apartment. Gone are the days where we'd sit on the floor of our barren abode talkin' about every Tom, Dick and Sarah that we were fuckin' and laughing about how we tricked this ,that and the other muhphucka into buying us shit or performing some laughable yet lewd sex act.

Gone are the days where we screamed out fuck the world while watching FALLING DOWN and wishing that we were in the role of Michael Douglas. Gone are the days where I'd run into the kitchen after watchin' Michael Jackson's "DONT STOP'TIL YOU GET ENOUGH" and emulating his every move, step for step.

Gone are the days where I told you about every heart break only to have you remind me or my unrequited love and affection for Carla. Gone are the days where we'd talk about those DAMN cousins of ours and how they get on every fiber of our last nerve yet we felt compelled to entertain them if only to make our lives appear that much better in comparison.

Gone are the days where we have to actually complain about out respective baby parents. No more complaining about those khaki, baby shit colored muhphuckas any more.

Gone is the one person who put my world on her shoulders and used her Bank Of America bonus money to put a roof over my head when I had no where else to go. Gone are the days where you, Tawana and I would hop in Bertha (Buick) on what seemed like long days trip to North Georgia Malls. Gone are they days where we'd ride down Camp Creek in that same run down Buick and laugh about the time, my dad put that mustang hubcap on it and we stopped at the red light on Herschel Road, only to see said hubcap roll down the street past us.

Gone are the days before I had throat surgery and you were the only one who never said anything negative about my voice. Gone are the days when I was living with a girl and you took off work from the "shop" to take me to the dentist and then drove me to another specialist because the first one couldn't get the whole tooth out.

Gone are the days when I was a mere freshman in college and your were gonna choke that broad out that I had got prego, because she was playing with my heart. Remember when she tried to stab me with that broken plate and I ended up having to choke her out in self defense?

Gone are the days when I was broke and had to drive up to Diva Styles and borrow $3 from you so i could put gas in the car to get myself to work and school and get you home from work.

Gone are the days where we would sit around smokin' cigarillos even though neither one of us even smoked. (how silly was that?) I think that box of cigs lasted us two months. LOL

Gone are the days where we'd have $15 dollars between us and just ball the fuck out (I wish i was able to do that now). Remember when I had the Acura, Jimmy had the Benz, and Tawana had the BMW and all of our neighbors thought we were either in the music business or low end drug dealers? Ironic how we're now broke and you're in the music business.
Gone is out past.

Xina,

We had a great ride...This isn't the end but rather just a new beginning. Hopefully things will happen to turn both of our lives around for the better. Be safe in all your travels and as usual I have your back.

Love always,

your brother,

Rob'ert A. Williams (known to the rest of the world as kae)


P.S. Here's a gift for you