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hey, babies!
long time no type, eh? sorry. ive been lazy busy. but! for all the twitterers out there, i’ll be live tweeting during the VMA festivities this afternoon, starting at 8! i guess i should have posted this earlier, but i just got the genius idea to. anyway, if you’re followin me, come watch! if you’re not following me, WHAT IN THE BLEEDING HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM??! get on it! (acct is private, but send me a request and i’ll add you!)
if you dont, you'll make the civil rights movement cry.
okay so we saw what happens when black folk actually get out and vote. black people get elected president! let’s do it again!
one of my favorite blogs, PostBourgie, is up for a 2009 black weblog award in the best political/news blog category and they really, really need/deserve/ought to win. got 60 seconds? remember what barack taught you? put it to use here! vote vote vote!
if you do, GD himself will mail you a dollar! serious*!!
*SERIOUSLY!!!!!!!
got this from the good ppls @ postbourgie.
okay. maybe he’s crazy with grief. but i think its common knowledge that he’s just fucking crazy, flat out. promoting ur business at a time like this?
how do u grow up sane with this behind the wheel? blood is on the dancefloor, blood is on… joe jackson’s hands?
a quick post-script: things will be slow around here for a little while; im in the middle of a humungous, annoying move from philly to louisville, ky. so im alive! and i havent forgotten abt u! im just being tortured with boxes and packing tape!
so i dont know how many of u cared about my rant abt philly’s 46th street train station. the philly weekly sort of cared, tho, and they put it up @ their website.
the entry went up here on tuesday. the next day, it went up @ the philly weekly. this mornin? there were ppl in the office workin. construction. on somethin.
now this is likely purely coincidental. but as i am wont to take credit for everything all the time in my daily life, i will instead say, YOU’RE WELCOME, PHILADELPHIA. please send all letters of praise and admiration to: brokeymcpoverty@gmail.com.
green river, campbellsville, ky. i took this myself!
hi all!
you may have noticed the lack of updates lately. that’s because i travelled back to my old kentucky home for my 5 year college reunion and for my birthday.
i saw lots of family while i was at home, including my big brother and my neice, his 16 year old daughter, who is like, one of my favoritest people in the world. my brother is often on some conspiracy theory shit. while i was there he kept callin the swine flu, which is officially named the H1N1 virus, ‘hispanic one/nigga one.’ lol. i know right? completely ridiculous. i said the same thing when he said it.
but then we figured it all out. went like this:
bro: mhmm. H1N1. yall know what that mean, right? ‘hispanic one/nigga one.’
me: what are u even talkin about right now?
bro: that swine flu! hispanic one/nigga one!
me: so this is a government plot? to kill the blacks and hispanics around the world?
bro: naw, that’s what AIDS is for.
me: *blink*
niece: it started in mexico; why would mexico want to kill their own people?
bro: it aint mexico that’s doin it; it’s america. it’s THE MAN.
me: that doesn’t even make sense tho! why would the american government use a flu strain from mexico to kill blacks and latinos? that doesnt even make sense. i dont even think nobody black has had it yet, have they?
niece: maybe it’s somethin else then?
me: like what? it got here from a baby in mexico who crossed the boarder. omg.. that’s it!
bro: immigration!
me: this could be a plot to get americans to agree to close down the boarder to mexico! if they keep bringin swine flu over here, nobody’s gon want em!
bro: yeah! and when it gets over here and gets into black people, its just gon kill em all. you know we 10 times more likely to die from diseases than white people are.
that’s it yo!! we’ve solved it! i mean there HAS to be somethin behind all this assenine sensationalism, ppl walkin round with masks on because of the flu. and that’s all it is. its just THE FLU. but they gubment got yall scared, see, cause that’s how they control the minds of the people. with fear. see, they get u scared of this flu, tie it to some brown people, and bam. skinhead membership is up through the roof.
and dont think america is above shit like this! yall remember operation northwoods? i rest my case!
of course, i was glue to american idol last night, seeing as how the auditions of the night were held in my grand ol hometown of Louisville, Ky. don’t get me wrong. as soon as i was able i ran like hell away from that city in search of more exciting places and things, hence me currently living in Philadelphia. but make no mistake, i looooooooooves me some Louisville AND some Kentucky and will smack all your mothers in the mouths if you say anything too slick about it. on my ’smack ur mama’ list this morning: simon, paula, new judge girl, and randy.
so this kid auditions right. actually seemed like a nice guy. prototypical corn fed good ol boy. he had a bit of… i dunno, nervousness about him–or maybe i said he had an air about him that could very well make others nervous. he seemed just a little.. i dont know. not creepy, but… he said he almost died about 5 times in his life, crashing through stuff and falling off of stuff and whatnot. i can only assume that there were some head injuries sprinkled around in there, and he seemed to have a bit of a tick or something. he didn’t stay still very long. i guess that could be off-putting.
anyway, kid’s name is mark mudd, jr., great-great-some odd grandson of dr. samuel mudd, who patched up the ankle of john wilkes booth after he broke it jumpin off the balcony of ford’s theatre after killing president lincoln. i thought that was awesome. only because im a history nerd, though. **note: mark mudd and ryan seacrest incorrectly told america that the whole grandfather incident is where we get the expression “my/your name is mud” from. that’s actually incorrect. teach the babies right, america.
so anyway, he sings and he sucks. the judges, per usual, are pretty rude, laughin in his face and all, but he actually takes it pretty well. good ol southern gentleman for you. very gracious. before he leaves, he’s even kind enough to turn to them and say “be careful,” and here is where our bullshittery begins.
i’m at work right now, so i cant see this link; its supposed to be a link to mudd’s audition. can someone click it and let me know if it works, please?
if it works: omg did u see that shit??
if it didnt work, here’s what happened: so mudd turns to them and says “be 
careful” and the judge motherfuckers start flippin out!! “be careful? is that a threat? be careful of what?? that’s not a normal thing to say to someone! i’m calling out of work tomorrow!”
what idiots! what ignorant idiots! he wasnt threatening them, he was saying “take care.” it’s quite a normal part of your complete parting words. “alright then, i’ll talk to you later. yall be careful, hear?” just generally. whatever you finna go, whatever you finna do, be careful & take care of urself. dumb bitches.
i was also mad at all the rustic, country ass imagery they kept splicing in with shots of the city, effectively making it look like there are horse farms in downtown louisville. fyi – there are no horse farms in downtown louisville. there are buildings. and paved roads. just like any other city.
overall, this was a pretty cringeworthy visit. the “talent” was terrible, and its makin us look bad because 75% of them jokers werent even from louisville!
sigh. maybe next time, ‘Ville.
:/
edit – if that link didnt work, i’m sure this one does.
*pic of louisville via this awesome guy.
MERRY FUCKING CHRISTMAS INDEED!!!
commence: obama lust
initiate moist panniedrawls in T-5… 4… 3… 2…
i am completely in love with this song and this woman. i stumbled across it one night whilst listening to random songs played by this guy. neither of us had heard it before, nor had we heard of the artist. her name is letta mbulu and sister got PIPES. i read up on her a little bit; she’s south african, born & raised in soweto, fled in the 60s to escape apartheid, ended up a jazz singer in america singing and working with some really big names. holla @ wikipedia for more detailed info.
so after hearing that song i went and intended to youtube and omg, she has sooo much wonderful music. she’s still alive, and still making music; her latest album came out in 2005. i really, really want to share ‘what is wrong with groovin’ with yall. its been in my head for days and it’s just aces. just aces!
i’m also putting up ‘music in the air’ b/c it is also aces as well in addition to ‘what is wrong with groovin’ too. thank me later!
so. i lifted these from listoftheday.
here’s michael jackson some days ago out in public wearing a zorro mask for reasons that i’m sure have even sweet baby jesus mystified. and now, here’s michael getting into his ride:
is… is that… is that a collage of naked babies sticking out of that bag?
:/
& also this one, which im unable to upload because the IT blockades prevent me in my quest to do so.
