The Not So Random Yet Rather Random Ramblings of kae Williams

1. These muhphuckas actually let R.Kelly off. I'm almost ashamed that he and I have the same first name…( I don't think I've ever told anyone on the internet that my name is Robert. Well it's spelled Rob'ert but it's one and the same at the end of the day.
2. According to various sources….Lisa Muhphuckan Raye is free and single. She done left the crown prince of Turks and Caicos or sumshit. I forget what it is that the muhphucka is prince of but nevertheless she's free to be plucked.
3. I'm actually taking a shit while typing this…the internet @ the crib is down due to a power outage and therefore I've decided to take you and this blog to unchartered territory. Not as uncomfortable as I previously imagined. But this gives the mantra of "I can't think of shit to write" a whole new meaning and perspective.
4. Kids are great…when they aren't yours.
5. Ha!, the supreme court has countered the previous ban on guns in the District of Columbia. It's about muhphuckin time.
6. Now can I just get VA to allow radar detectors…
7. Sushi, Chocolate Chip Cookies (which I despise), a banana and oatmeal is the reason why this blog entry is being scribed in the confines of my bathroom.
8. As much as I've come to loathe Southern Rap music as of lately….there's something intriguing about Blood Raw's debut album that's drawing me in. His voice isn't brag worthy, hell it's actually kinda small for a dude of his stature but his delivery is so on point. His subject matter ain't great, he's the typical d-boy rapper, but he's not preaching the lifestyle. He's a rather emotional dude, that sounds akin to Jeezy (who so happens to be his label Boss)but he doesn't have the adlibs. His whole album centers on the fact that he lost his mom @ 12 and never met his pops. He speaks upon his bad times growing up which led to two prison stints and now he's trying to do right while trotting thru the fields of hatred and haters. But gotdayumit, it's the conviction of his words that make you wanna give dude a chance.
9. Should memory allow I'll load up a song or two of good ol' Blood Raw, so y'all can decide.
10. Speaking of Jeezy, I downloaded a new mixtape but due to Blood Raws album—I haven't had the chance or desire to listen to it at all.
11. Didn't Jeezy just get arrested for a DUI and having narcotics inside of his corvette. (I love any dude that knows a corvette is still that sh*t).
12. I'm gonna have to go in on Nate Dogg…but I think that deserves a post of it own.
13. DMX got arrested for buying of all things…Crack !!! Where's the surprise in that?

~fin

You got me feenin (C) Jodeci

I'm sittin' here figuring out my bills and expenses (on company time) and i've been complaining about the cost of gas and shit..but check this....

I spent just as much money @ Starbucks for the Month of May as I did on gas for the same period.

I spent $253 last month in gas ( i avg. about $63.25 a week on gas cuz i drive 60+ mile round trip to and from work)and I avg. $62.61 a week on phuckin' Starbucks or 12.52 a day)
oh and as i now sip this muhphuckan Venti Decalf Soy Vanilla Latte, my body and pockets better know that this trip this morning is/was/will be the last excursion to FOURBUX coffee unless it's someone else treat.

I got's to do better for the rest of 2008. According to my budget i have the potential to be rich but my petty addictions are keeping me from seeing my wealth. *


what is y'alls petty habit that you can't seem to shake?


*i ain't really even minutely close to being rich...so don't be hittin' me up for loans and sh*t like that...cuz i ain't got it...ain't got it. Now fall back


~fin

janelle monae...i love you...

Fam, I am not sure if many of y'all is aware of the love that i have for this broad...

Normally I keep stuff that's of good quality and caliber a secret but for today and for possibly for today only --i'm gonna share one of the good treasures contained in the Fishgrease Musical Archives....

I present to you my future ex-wife/potential baby momma...Janelle Monae and her unreleased songs...THE AUDITION (some of these cuts leaked earlier (though of grainy quality) and some were revamped for her actually released album....but enjoy as you may and remember to think of me everytime you push play.

One of the best songs on this album happens to be an instrumental believe it or not. Cuts worth checkin' out are "YOU", "IT'S NOT FAIR" and "YOU ARE MY EVERYTHING"..

I'm kinda scared for her career now that she's no longer with Purple Ribbon and is now signed to Bad Boy...Not scared per se for her career but more or less the left field image that she's garnered a following with. I pray that Sean Combs doesn't change her for what he thinks is a more pop inspired sound and look.

anyway...Uncle Fishgrease is proud to present:

THE AUDITION

http://www.megaupload.com/?d=9F6HKIG9

I'm not dead, yet.

I'm still unfortunate enough to still be amongst the living and able to grace you with future unnecessary ramblings...I've just been going through some personal things mentally and physically that have taken up more of my free time than should be possible.

Fret not, dear friends...your good ol' Uncle Fishgrease (Sugar) Fitzgerald Franklin III will be back in true and rare form in the next coming days....

until then

enjoy a song...this song. The Good Ol' Reverend Al "Grits" Green "FULL OF FIRE"

or if this d*mn divshare wants to work listen here

Is you there God?It’s me kae Williams

I'm convinced that God has a great sense of humor. Why is that you ask? Well take a seat and let me tell you a few things that only a humorous deity could chuckle about….

Near death experiences…

1. Last week, I was about 40 breaths short of either being dead or maybe I was just hella sick (I haven't decided which) but anyway, I decided to take my sick ass out and about in search of an area rug to make the GreasyDigs (aka my home) feel a little more greasy (homely). So long story short I'm in route to some far out store (wasting my good almost $4/gal gas) and I suddenly have the most violent of all violent sneezing attacks while going at a high vehicular velocity of about 80 mph…I'm sneezing and swerving and swerving and sneezing, cutting off cars, big-rig trucks and whatnot…I finally make it over to the median but not before coming within about 6 inches shy of smashing into the guard rail…I cursed up a storm and I'm sure the man above who was handling the puppet strings to my life was just kee-keeing it up as his favorite nigga (ahem, ME) damn near shit on himself.
   
2. Yesterday, I'm hooking up the router to my home network and I thought that had I unplugged the power supply….wrong. I put the tip of the power supply in my mouth thinking it's not powered on and give myself, my heart and all other unknowing parts of my body a 120v shock. Needless to say, I felt as if I had a stroke for next 4 hours following that incident. Yeah, God Johnson is really using me for his entertainment advantage.
   

Miscellaneous

1. I open a bill and see that I haven't paid it…(well according to that bill anyway). I then rush to get online and without looking I just type in the amount due and pay the bill…20 minutes later I look at the date on the actual paper bill FEB. 21, 2008…2 damn months ago. I paid the bill in full then and now I have a $125 credit. Yep, Mr. Johnson is getting good laughs at my expense.
   
2. I go to the bank and deposit a check….and guess what…I forget to deposit the check. DOH © HOMER SIMPSON
   

Now Mr. Johnson, don't get me wrong while I love you and all the greatness that you've blessed me with, I'm not 100% comfortable about me being your primary source of laughter. Sure I often brag about how my life is pretty much an unwritten sitcom waiting to be picked by black run network but dang must it be that way 24 hours a day?

I'm sure you're not going to answer this directly and that I'll get some divine omen via email, text message, or bright flashing light with harpsichord music in the background with detailed instructions on why you've picked me as the CHOSEN ONE for your amusement.

*the above picture is proof that God exists and that the black man is God. *

~fin

Dear Momma.

I remember the bad times because that's my nature and that was the last stage of life we shared...but I also remember that the good times existed. I remember not growing up with a father figure in the house and you taking the dual roles the best you possibly could. I remember not being able to shoot a jump shot and you showing me how to follow through with my elbows. I remember not knowing how to approach girls at school and you telling me to show them respect, be yourself and they'll come to you. I didn't realize it then...but my mother made me a man.

I remember that when I didn't know how to fight...you paid for the boxing lessons instead of telling me to turn the other cheek and not get into squabbles and avoid trouble. You knew that as a son raised by only his mother that fighting would be my only way to survive. A lil' dude, barely over 5 feet tall, can't just walk away either he runs and gets chased and eventually caught or he stands his ground, gets knocked down but never gets phucked with again. You understood that. I don't know how you allowed yourself to let your little Prince become a King in such a manner...I guess the times were different. You made a man in an era where men where men and didn't have to resort to the petty cowardice of handling simple arguments with guns. I thank you for that. My mother made me a man.

I remember when your boyfriend tried to lay hands on you...I remember now just how those boxing lessons came in handy. I didn't outright beat him, but he didn't phuck with you anymore and he heeded when I told him that he's no longer welcomed in our home or life. You didn't have me take that training to protect myself; you knew that eventually I'd have to protect us. My mother had a boy and raised me to be a man. I didn't realize it then, but I thank you for it now.

If I didn't tell you then mom, I'm telling the world now...that I love you, always have, and always will.

Anita Williams 8/23/49 - 4/29/02

You birthed a boy and raised a man. And that man is me...Kae Williams

Fishgrease presents Fishgrease, Jr the Fourth...

This is the light of my life. Fishgrease Fiftzgerald Franklin IV....

This is a feeble attempt of a proud papa to show the world his pride and joy as well to let y'all know that Styling on Y'all ain't just something I do to make y'all hate...I was born with this swagger and now I've passed such genes down to the offspring.

Out do me...or die trying.

~FIN