crush-

and I have a lot of post floating around so I’m going to do kind of a mash-up...
First I was compiling a list of a few older women that I find attractive…here is the short list that I came up with…
first its no secret that the most powerful, woman in the United States of America with a gap tooth smile should be stepping out of her suit in my bedroom…
Beverly Johnson is my height, plays golf better than me and looks like she will take off her hair, and…well you get the idea…
Ok, fhuk it I’m a hater, hes too corny for her…she should be having my babies…
Long time favorite…the former Ms. Richardson…
Thespian dejour…Ms. Newton ladies and gentlemen…
Reality show treats…
Don’t ack…you know she is bangin…my I know but I don’t care pick…Ms. Burke…
My ‘I feel guilty because shes so young, but I don’t care pick…’ Ms. Good…how appropriate…
I’ve been so tired lately, but still in good spirits…I just slap on my cape, get in to my B-Boy stance…nobody can touch me… cause I know soon I will be living the glamorous life like
, but hes in jail…not like him. Maybe more like this guy…
na…I don’t look good in chiffon. Anyway you get the idea. Anyway…I’m get off of this computer
…I’ll do a real post sometime tomorrow..
Since I have been pulling 16 hour days seven days a week, things have changed. I look at life a little different. Last night I heard excerpts of the (p)residents state of the union address. To be totally candid I agreed with a lot of what I heard, I need to listen to the full address sometime today or read the transcript if I get a chance. I was immediately struck by what I call the rat poison syndrome. It’s a syndrome that I feel a lot of (l)eaders fall into. Rat poison is 90% corn (good for you) 10% arsenic…that 10% will kill you. The older I get the more conservative I get, but the (p)resident has an anti-Christ quality that I find disturbing. Everyday the world seems to turn into a Ray Bradbury novel, with Orwellian overtones. The world seems to be drinking the Kool-Aid of their choice. I’m not really going to get into this…
I do want to make an announcement. (ahem) Look people, let me help you from looking bad while eating out. If you don’t want to tip your server…go to Burger Kill, or McGenocide. If you go to a ½ way decent restaurant where the average entrée price is $30 follow the following rules.