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aaayyyeeeee!!
WHOOP RICO Contest, Concert, and Party tonight...
2511 park Central blvd off panola road in Decatur!
Text DJ GB- the producer of the hit song, the "Fight DJ", for more information
229-415-2880
If you're like me and need to learn how to do this addicting dance, look below for your steps...lol




I'll be in attendance!
Out of character as hell...lol.
Pictures will be loaded, asap

Peace & Blessings
Lu

DIG THIS WITH ME- The strangers

I.
Cannot.
Wait.
Thurday is paycheck time...getting a lil something extra in my pockets...
And then Friday...
Oh boy, Friday..
The Strangers comes out this Friday...
It's been a while since I've seen a good scary movie...you know?
They're all watered down, same plot over and over and over...
This seems so new...
It makes me ponder...
Why does these people want to kill this couple- besides the fact that "they were home"...?
Who are they?
Based on true events??
Huh?
I'm watching the preview looking behind my shoulder and ish.
Sigh.
I will be in attendance Friday....
Will you?

Peace & Blessings
Lu

TB4B continues...T.I. speaks!

I hate Sway...
and I hate how New Yorkers get it so confused...
SHAWTY Lo! Not SHORTY Lo...
C'mon...get it together.
I did.
lol...

But anyway...T.I.P. responds to the nonsense...
"Compe- who? hahahahahahahahaha..." --T.I.

Peace & Blessings
Lu

The fight for Bankhead continues?

This photo was found on Shawty's myspace page...profile pic, actually. The caption under it read: THOUGHT U SAID U DIDNT KNOW ME.....WELL GODAMN IT MUST BE 2 SIDES!! PIC TAKEN 1-30-06 GET YA LIES 2GETHA T-LIE !!!

I was kind of upset when I heard that Shawty Lo was supposedly trying to squash the beef...
That was the only reason I was planning on attending Atlanta's Birthday Bash! They were both supposed to be in attendance..T.I. already boasting on the radio saying that "no matter what happens, he will take his show."

When asked what he meant by no matter what happens, he repeatedly avoided the question...

Uh oh...

Full interview


Footage of when Shawty Lo sees the picture...


The latest...

Is he saying that T.I.P. may have ratted on a few people to stay out of jail?
Hmmmm...we know snitching is a code of the streets you just don't break...

I will be attending Birthday Bash 13!!!
Can't wait!

Lo...Boy you a fool!

Peace & Blessings
Lu

The SIFA African Children's Choir

My church had a very special guest this past Sunday...
The SIFA African Children's Choir.
They sat in reserved seats in the front of the church, and they all wore the matching tops and bottoms of African style clothing. They were straight from Uganda, East Africa, and they were in our presence to perform for us.
During the time of greeting, I smiled and shook a couple of their hands. They seemed nervous, and reserved- until they got onto the stage to do what they came to do.
What they loved to do.
The word Sifa is Swahili for praise, and believe me- they did exactly that.
The performance was beautiful...the children had so much energy, and their smiles shined from the front to the back of the church. They did dances as they sung, and I wondered why American choirs don't do the same...
We just stand up there and sing, rock, maybe dance one Sunday out of a year...haha.
These children were so joyous...
Exactly what captivated me most about these children...the joy that they had within themselves. They were full of it.

Some of you may get joy and happiness confused, so let me take the chance to unconfuse ya...

Happiness is circumstantial...something good happens, and you become happy.

Joy...
well joy is so much more than that.
The world cannot give you joy.
You can have a million dollars in the bank, be swiming in money and all other kinds appealing materials, but the world can't give you joy, nor take it away.
I believe joy comes from a stable relationship with God...embracing blessings, and realizing that when you're down, God's up to something.

These children were all orphans. One, or both of their parents died, and this was just a handful to represent their fellow orphans and suffering children who not only lived in Uganda, but Africa as a whole- the place where AIDS is the #1 killer of the people. Even after enduring the countless horrors and losses in their young lives, they still remain filled with joy.
It was amazing.
The children were amazing.
God is amazing.

Joy cometh in the morning.
Be encouraged.

Peace & Blessings
Lu

The King...being recognized by The Prince

Sigh...I don't think I can ever read a book by Eric Jerome Dickey and become disappointed...

At least not lately...

I'm currently reading his latest- Pleasure, which had me in it's grip since the second page.

Just the way he writes from a woman's point of view so perfectly is just crazy- and geniuses usually are...

"His lingam did not fit my yoni the way a key should fit inside a lock.
It was just another erection. Another harness made of flesh and blood, a piece of meat that gained girth and length, the part of a man that became engorged when aroused. HE could tear down a brick wall with his bare hands but he could not let loose my heart. His key had rattled inside me, but my heart had not opened for him. He had rattled me then as he was rattling me now."

He becomes the character in his books, as if he's a ghost who can possess somebody, and make every one of their thoughts his own....

"I had hoped his desire for me had been cremated and scattered to the winds, set on fire by my negligence. I had let go. I didn't want to be brutal. I only wanted to be honest. But when it wasn't what the other person longer to hear, honesty tended to be brutal. Honesty sounded cruel. Honesty was evil.
The only other option was to lie. But a lie would not open the doors to my freedom. A lie would enslave me to what I was trying to escape. A lie did not benefit me in any positive way.
Sometimes trying to be honest without being brutal was like trying to swim and not get wet...
I was fighting for my freedom. I was fighting for something I already owned."

The thought provoking vocabulary scattered around expands the personal thesaurus in my mind...

The similes and metaphors...stellar.

"The truth was an ugly pimple on the face of a beautiful lie."

I'm on page 75, and I'm stuck...with no escape. Check it out.

About Pleasure:
How realistic is it to believe that one lover can satisfy a woman's every fantasy? Nia Simone Bijou is a woman who has it all - and is driven by the desire for more. Born in Trinidad, reared in Los Angeles, living in Atlanta, Nia is a writer, a thinker, and a woman in conflict. She's dealing with two sides of her Gemini self, feeling as if there are two women living inside her, both struggling for domination. One side of Nia is a logical yet heartbroken person who has never let go of an old pain, while the other side is a sensual woman who will not let her rest, desiring intimacy and sexual freedom, demanding Pleasure. In the sweltering heat of July, loneliness, desire, and a struggle with both the sensual self and fantasy inspire Nia to become sexually adventurous, meeting lovers who arouse her in diverse ways, lovers who give her unimaginable experiences, generous lovers who desire to please her as much as she desires to satisfy them. Fantasies spiral out of control, and with her life on the line, Nia discovers that Pleasure does not come without pain. Filled with passion, populated with characters that are sexually uninhibited, Pleasure is an unforgettable journey into a free-spirited world.

Buy it in stores, or online @ http://www.booksamillion.com/ncom/books?id=4074842884677&isbn=0525950451

Watch out, bro...I'm coming after you!

Peace & Blessings
Lu

Natural high...

Sigh...
I just got off work...
What a day. Dealing with annoying customers, hounding managers, and employees telling on me for being on my phone...
The whole time I was there, I was thinking about leaving.
It's fine though, this just gives me motivation to NOT do something I hate just to have a nice income in the future...
A weird sense of happiness covered me upon looking at the clock and seeing 11:08
- I was supposed to be set free at 11.
All this for a green piece of paper...

I drove home slowly in the Black Pearl listening to Erykah Badu's Baduizm...
On and On and On and On...
So many things are so predictable...the same thing over and over...
On and On and On and On...
I wasn't in the mood for anything too bassy...or ignorant.
I wanted to listen to some Afta-1, but I coudln't find the CD in my pool of music...
Music...my second escape...Second only to writing...

'See I pick my friends like I pick my fruit..
My Ganny told me that when I was only a youth
I don't walka round trying to be what I'm not
I don't waste my time trying to get what you got
I work at pleasing me
Cause I can't please you, so I do what I do
My soul flies free like a willow tree
doo wee doo wee doo wee...'

So smooth is she...smooth, yet to the point like Bailey's on ice...
mmmm...
Good job, Andre 3000!

As I drove home, I kinda had the want- not the need- to burn one...
Endulge in some blueberries...

Purple Haze all in my brain
Lately things just don't seem the same
Actin funny but I don't know why
Scuse me while I kiss the Sky ...
--Jimi Hendrix

Due to this attitude, I'm not doing anything tomorrow but relaxing in the sun as I read Pleasure, by Eric Jerome Dickey- and think about feelings I want to release for your pleasure...
I have alot of things in and on my mind that I need to release...
immediately.
My mind needs a purge.
Prepare for the immense updates...like it used to be.

Peace & Blessings
Lu