This Blog Thing Is Tough/Deep in the Heart of Textin'

I don't know about you... but I find it difficult to keep up a blog. I mean, damn, it takes a disciplined person to sit at their computer and put their business on "front street" day in and day out. It's like a job, if you think about it. With the exception that you're not getting paid for it. I make no promises to maintain this blog, however, I will do my best to get in the good stuff--if time permits.

I have a real life outside this cyber space world where so many other individuals now choose to live. Life is not all about megabites and high speed connections. It's about memories you can share with other people, not mp3 files you can share. It's about long lasting friendships and relationships that you can store in your heart, not about how many friends you can store on your AIM list. People, I'm not against computers (I am against iPods, but that's another blog entry), but we have to remember how to communicate to one another face to face, or in the very least, mobile to mobile. I know people who I haven't spoken with in weeks or months, who'd rather text me than call me. I think that's ridiculous. Come on. Whatever happened to being able to say, "I'm only a phone call away." Now its, "I'm only a text message away."

"Hell, I ain't textin' no body no mo. Folks need to learn how to use a few of their damn day time minutes on me to show they care." --N_Deep

I don't think there's anything wrong with the internet. I'm using it right now. It's a good thing. The instant messaging, the e-mail, the Facebook, the MySpace (which I think began as a indy music space thing). These things are useful, they have their places, but let's not let them subplant and replace the way we develop relationships and talk to one another. I'm all for meeting your future wife/husband/boy/girl friend online, but make sure you know what you're getting into; and be careful. (I know some of you watch those Lifetime movies... those are true stories.)

Don't IM me when you could call me. That's all I'm saying/typing. Don't think you can just hit the friend request button on MySpace and be my friend. I don't even know you! Oh and just because it's on Facebook, doesn't make it official. When you see my Away message on AIM and it says, "I'm Busy," I'm Busy dammit. And just because you see my name pop up, doesn't mean I want to talk to U. O, and pleze dont type the way u talk. That pisses me off. I'm sittin here gotdammit soundin' out stuff, cuz yo azz ain't tryn 2 type in ENGLISH. I just wanna come thru tha screen &... kick yo azz.

;) << I hate those things. They aren't cute.


Oh and watch that D.L. special on BET, which is starting to look a lot like MTV (and is a whole 'nother blog entry). It features Terry McMillan and her ex-husband. Their marriage ended when she found out he'd been cheating on her... with men. In the black community, we call this being a "A Brother on the Down Low, or the D.L." Watch the special. I don't know when it comes on; check BET.com or something. Alright then. Peace out.

I'm done. I'm done. I still remember Rosa and Mrs. King. How about you?