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The Holy Grail...

I don't know if i should be happy or if i should be sad...because i have found the one album that has eluded me for what has to have been at least 5 yrs. Now I have nothing to aspire to...nothing to look forward to logging on the internet to find. Mere readers of this blog don't understand the magnitude of this...there's probably one member of the "FAM" that will appreciate this as much as i am. I haven't heard the whole thing yet but even if it turns out to be a horrible album, it'll still be the greatest internet find of my life.

think of it like a dj digging in the crates lookin' for that one LP that he knows exists and yet can't find..well that's what my internet trolling for the past 60 months has become.

but here it is..Nicole Wray's Elektric Blue.

When Disasters Strikes...

When disaster strikes,theres a great chance that i am close by to either witness the catastrophe as it happens or i am the actual victim of the said events.

Well low and behold due to my company depending on Uncle Sam to provide it with $85 billion and needing a way to pay off such a debt--theres talks (actually its fact around here) that my employer is selling off our division. This sale has nothing to do with our not being profitable for it is actually the total opposite. We're the only large entity under the company umbrella that made substantial profits in 2007 and so far 2008...and for that reason alone it only makes sense to sell us as we can garner the highest revenue to offset the loan.

With that said and done...all i can do is pray for a blessing that im still able to maintain and provode for my family...

Hope is not lost though..as i've learned in the past change is not always welcolmed but in the end such forced change usually ends up having favorable results.

~fin

Damn, I Found Nicole Wray and lost the world.

Fret not my good peoples. I'm still here and believe it or not--- I am blogging damn near everyday but none of my writing has been worth making public. My life has become an abomination of total and absolute boredom and therefore I pledge and promise you all that I'm about to get out and join the OUTTERNET and find some things worth writing about, so that I can amuse myself and entertain you as well.

I think my first outing might be to go see that new Tyler Perry Movie "The Family That Preys". Not saying that I'm this big time T.P. fan because in my honest opinion his show on TBS could use some serious re-working but I do want to see this movie just to determine if the pre-release critic fueled hype is worth it. Plus it has that crazy Misery b*tch, Cathy Bates (sp.?) staring in it and any movie w/her dark psycho ass must be of some interest. *note to self* YOU WILL NOT PERUSE THE INTERNET IN SEARCH OF A TORRENT TO DOWNLOAD SAID MOVIE* end of note to self.

Well wish me luck and pray that I find something remotely worth blogging about as I attempt to venture outside the confines of my self made prison (i.e, the sofa and this laptop).

~fin

 

© kae Williams. Phat Thoughts Publishing 2008

 

One step closer to the holy grail....

It's only a matter of time before i find her unreleased 2nd album.

and when i do...i'm done downloading music for a minute.

Here's N.Wray's "LOVECHILD" ALBUM

1. Walk Right Up
2. If I Was Your Girlfriend
3. Destination
4. Forever
5. Thug Style feat. Peedi Crakk
6. Saturday Love
7. I Wanna Kiss You
8. So Sexy
9. Cloud Nine
10. Act A Fool
11. Where I'm From
12. This Love
13. Guns & Roses feat. Maino
14. Can't Get Out The Game feat. Beanie Sigel
14. Regrets [Bonus Track]
16. If I Was Your Girl (Remix) [Bonus Track] feat. N.O.R.E. & Peedi Crakk

get it here

Today she told me that she's leaving me...

Man, I've been seeing this broad on the side for about 4 phuckin' years. I mean she and i have a history together and whatnot. Sure i didn't take her out or show her shit, i just got what i got from her and left her the same way she was when i showed up.

Sometimes I'd sneak away from work to see this b*tch and now she wants to drop the bomb on me and tell me that she's got something more phuckin' promising. I shoulda choked the shit out of her.

When my son's mom was in the hospital giving birth to mini-me, she was the first person i saw when i left the maternity ward.

I remember when i first met her...i wasn't even thinkin' this was gonna be a long term ordeal. I figured I'd get the good-good from her once or twice and bounce...but damn she had the good-good f'real and i saw her almost daily for what had to be month after the very first occurrence.

And when shit got tired and mundane...she'd ask me if i wanted to add some flavor to our relationship. I was a little hesitant @ first but she kept asking and was persistent to get me to open my mind a little. I remember when she first added whip creme to the mix. This broad had me nervous like a virgin on prom night but the very moment i put my tongue on the rim and tasted that whip creme, i knew that she was a pro at this shit.

I am almost ashamed to tell y'all that she's an out of shape white woman but she is and i'm convinced there's not a woman of another race that could treat me better. There's been times where i needed that wet-wet before work and because she was good at what she does, i didn't mind being late to work....

but now, she's decided to move on and not even think that my feelings might be involved. I really want to wish her the best but my own selfish desires, needs and wants wish that she'd just stay put and continue allowing me to tip her for her services.

I'm going to miss you Sabrina.







You're the best Starbucks Barista in the world...who's going to make my Venti Soy Decalf Toffee Nut latte now?


*another self plagarized post...i originally posted this on OKP.com*

Adulthood...

Adulthood :The road less travelled but according to google...it exists.

I remember there was once a time that I both feared and anticipated the journey into adulthood. I wanted the social freedom that was associated with being ''grown'' but at the same time I didn't want the adult responsibilities that being a ''grown up'' carried (i.e., paying bills, going to work and just being responsible altogether). Foolishly I once imagined that all it took to be an adult was the physical act of moving out of my childhood home and getting a decent job. Ha!, that should have been deemed the final act of childhood and not the first forage into manhood..but alas, I had no guidance and no one to tell me the true measurements/standards of being an adult. There's no rules or requirements because no one knows when they truly become adult-like. Rules like that don't exist or at least they're not recorded for the likes of me (and possibly you) to follow. I mean one can't become an adult until they've fucked up various aspects of their (and possibly others) lives. Yes, I said it. One does not become an adult until they've had a few ego damaging fuck ups under their belts. And lo' and behold, I, kae Williams has more than plenty (eff'ups) to testify about. Those eff'ups are not to be mentioned at this time for brevity's sakes but I will elude that dropping out of college in my senior year was a major faux pas but I've managed thus far to survive and provide. (Catastrophe diverted)

Where am I going with all of this you may ask?...well take a journey with me and I'll take you to the very moment of me hitting each keystroke on this here PDA phone of mine. (gotta love technology)....my true measurement of adulthood isn't how many bills you pay, nor how independent you seem to be...Today, I managed to measure how grown I was by my ability to walk into a bar that I've never been to and just post up and interact with the regulars (of which I might just become @ this establishment).

So yes y'all adulthood isn't about age or responsibility but rather your ability to press ahead and get drunk around muhphuckas © Bernie Mac (R.I.P) you don't know.

~fin

*sad weekend—We lost both Bernie Mac and Isaac Hayes....sh*t, damn, muhphucka © D'Angelo