Chipped Red Paint

Words and Wisdom

2010-04-23T17:54:00.000-07:00

The power of spoken word is unnatural. My love of spoken word and written works brings up a common question that I can never find the answer to .Which is more powerful: The man with the pen who writes the words that move others hearts or the man who can transform those words into something tangible, be it music, spoken word or what have you.They both have their strengths.Words turned into sounds

Self-Evaluation: The Interactive Blogger

2010-04-16T07:55:00.000-07:00

When you think of a blogger, the first naive thought that comes to your mind may be an extreme. What first came to me was some sort of nerd who gets paid by the hour to sit in his house, probably unwashed, and input information into the computer. For a better image, picture Sandra Bullock from The Net to get a better idea.Well this image is the FIRST thing to go when someone actually begins

The Skin I'm In.

2010-04-09T21:45:00.000-07:00

So, a recent trip to the beauty salon provided me with more than the last year's worth of "The Game" reruns and Columbia gossip; I've got a new look. And, as always, with that new look come a few other "looks."I experiment with my hair often so I'm used to it: arched eyebrows, eyeball exchanges and even rude comments. That doesnt bother me so much, I usually return the stare or laugh it off

The Simple Life

2010-03-26T09:45:00.000-07:00

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A Day in the Life

2010-03-18T21:38:00.000-07:00

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Sometimes Worrying Helps

2010-03-12T17:00:00.000-08:00

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Rambles

2009-12-01T16:07:00.000-08:00

Been a while since I flexed my fingers on the keyboard.Besides stating the obvious, I fell like its time for an update.I've seen plenty of things to do or not to do in the club, on a date, at work, etc. Bloggers are always giving the readers a list of things, usually commical, that will put them in the cool club. Looking at these lists, I'm surely entertaining but the more I laughed at some of

Poem Time

2009-11-09T21:59:00.000-08:00

So, It's getting cold outside and I thought about some old poetry I wrote. Oh the lonesomeness of it all...I wrote this one August 2008. Agh, young heartbreak, enjoy or not...no matter. Its all venting:It’s the same for everyone.His words used to be sweetNow they are sour.His kisses taste bitter.His sayings used to woo me, Sweet, strong words from a street scholarCovered in young lust and true

The Bad and the Ugly

2009-10-27T13:24:00.000-07:00

My always interesting ride on the public transit is to thank for today's post.We have all been the entertained and sometimes alarmed third party in an awkward phone conversation. We usually decide how to respond depending on the pieces of the conversation that we can understand and decipher while sitting near by or in passing. We might even want to hear the conversation. But for every handful of

Rainy Day Ramblings

2009-10-13T17:30:00.000-07:00

Contrary to popular belief, the library on campus stays packed, on any given evening and on Sundays! After huffing and puffing up the stairs and weaving by slow-pokes in the way, I make it to an available computer. Even better, its working today!I'm one paragraph into a seven page paper. I have one window open, 6 tabs, three of which are Youtube pages. I'm thinking about everything but my paper,

Salute

2009-10-06T23:17:00.000-07:00

If you've ever experienced your city's public transit system, you've no doubt come across the bus driver worthy of his own "Real men of Genius" commercial. His name, Mr. Speedracer Bus Driver.Sliding in your seat ( because who needs a seat belt on a 15 ton vehicle when it reaches over 50 mph, eh?) and feeling the driver accelerate while turning the corner then punching the break can only be

Economy at the Bus Station

2009-09-29T09:17:00.000-07:00

After a total of 11 1/2 hours of waiting around for the next bus to come in, I finally got it: The economy sucks.I've always been able to walk into the local greyhound office , buy a ticket about 40-30 minutes in advance and then hop on the next bus leaving Columbia or KC. Last Friday was a reality check. I came to the local station in my typical hurried fashion ready to buy my ticket and wait,

In the beginning

2009-09-05T13:59:00.000-07:00

As my first official post, I feel it is necessary to point out that this blog is basically an elongated comment.I read a small variety ( oxy-moronish?) of black blogs, check out the I Follow section, and when they spark something that requires a response of more than a few sentences, I will post them here.Once in a while, this blog will turn into a "What I saw Today" or "What is Wrong/Right With