Thursday, September 28, 2006

Yellow Cake w/Chocolate Icing

There’s this piece of yellow cake with chocolate icing that’s sitting on my desk right now. This morning I cut it from a sheet cake that was sitting on my dining room table. I placed it into a plastic container in hopes of eating it for my lunch today. Now here’s the problem. Last night… okay this morning around 1am, I had a slice of cake with a tall glass of milk. In fact since Saturday I’ve been cutting pieces from this large sheet cake and indulging in sugar. Yesterday was the only day this week that I didn’t eat any cake at all. I had a slice on Saturday night. I had a slice on Sunday while watching football. On Monday I took a slice to work and then had some for dinner when I got home. Tuesday was an exact repeat of Monday. After doing that complex math, I’ve indulged in 7 pieces of cake. Now of course that’s all relative to the size of the slices. So being honest with myself, it’s been more like 10 slices of cake in a 5 day span.

What the hell is wrong with me???? I mean, the cake is good and all but it’s like I can’t stop eating it. What’s ever crazier is that chocolate gives me migraine headaches. I’ve know this since I was a teenager. So not only have I been stacking calories, I’ve been torturing myself by inducing headaches. Furthermore, I’ve done no exercise at all this week. I mean nothing! I could’ve gone to the gym, but I didn’t. I had the opportunity to run ball at the rec with the fellas, but I didn’t go. I’m scared to even walk past the scale in my bathroom. I feel like I’ve gained 10 lbs in less than a week. I think I feel better about eating all this sugar because my other meals have been light. I’ve had no red meat at all and mostly chicken and vegetarian meat. I’ve been eating a lot of green vegetables and drinking more and more water and ‘healthy drinks’. Hey, I’m having a Caesar salad for lunch, that’s a good counter balance right? Maybe the Noni juice I drink twice a day will eat the calories away. Wishful thinking huh?

The sad thing is that the sheet cake is still sitting on my table and I have to look at it when I go home this evening. Once again I'll ask myself if I should just get one more piece. Just one more won’t hurt right? I suppose that ‘one more’ is sitting on my desk right now. No matter how bad I’m feeling about my lack of self control with regards to sugar, I can’t just toss this slice in the trash can. It looks and tastes sooooo good. I promise that I won’t eat anymore cake after this aiiiight? At least not this week….

(pic posted 3 1/2 hours after original blog this morning... I LOST!)

Monday, September 25, 2006


This is one of those times when I have stuff to talk about, but I don't feel like typing. So I've decided to flashback to my first year of blogging. I started this blog on Sunday, December 05, 2004. It's amazing to me that I've almost been at this for 2 years. Actually I've been doing it much longer, but I was maintaining a blog on another website prior to this and just decided to do my own thing on my own website. Anyway, I looked over my entries from 2005 and picked out 10 that kinda stuck out to me as some of my favorites. So on a lazy Monday like today, if you're one of those folks who happened to come across my website/blog for whatever reason, but wasn't about to dig in the archives to read older stuff. I've taken the liberty and linked some of my most memorable posts of 2005. I'll be back with some of my favorites from this year thus far in a future entry.

Caught on National TV

Pepper Spray Madness

My first pair of Air Jordans

Tribute to a True Friend

Uncle Greg goes to the Zoo


Uncle Greg as Spiderman

Charitable Donation

Still on the grind

These knuckleheads around my way

Tuesday, September 19, 2006

Waves... By Any Means Necessary

I take real good care of my hair. In fact, I've cut my own hair since I was in the 11th grade and have only been to the barbershop twice since 1988. I've invested a good amount of money in professional clippers over the years to keep my cuts tight, but only through training my hair through brushing have I been able to maintain the waves. Over the years, I've used a variety of hair greases and pomades from Murray's to Nu Nile to Sportin' Waves to maintain them. However, there used to be a time when I didn't have waves. A time when I used to look at cats and admire the smooth look of their hair. I so desperately wanted to have waves and I was willing to do anything to get them. This is a true story.

If I recall there was an older dude named Anthony who attended the same church as I did. He had a sister my age, but I always noticed how slick his waves were. I mean, they were like you saw in the ads in the Ebony magazine. One day I conjured up enough nerve to ask him how to got his waves. He just told me that you had to keep brushing your hair and they would come. So what did I do do the next few days? Yep, I brushed my hair. I carried a brush with me wherever I went. I brushed my hair when I was watching TV, I brushed my hair on the bus, I brushed my hair when I walked to the 7-Eleven to play video games, I brushed my hair constantly.

After a few days, I didn't notice a change and I got frustrated. I opened up the Yellow Pages in search of a barber or salon that could do the trick. There is was... Brenda Lee's Hairstylists. The ad clearly said "we do permanent waves". I was cised (hyped for the non-DC folks), I knew I was gonna have me some waves. I called the salon and the voice the picked up sounded like a white lady. I said to her "How much for permanent waves?" and she answered back "Fifty five dollars". Good Lawd, that was a lot of money for a kid in 7th grade with no job. For the next 2 hours I called various salons and barbershops and inquired about permanent waves. None of them gave me the answer I wanted.

That afternoon as I rode my bike down to the Safeway to get some candy and ice cream, I came upon the perfect solution. I spent about an hour in the aisle containing the beauty and hair products and eventually settled on a small red can of Dax Wave and Groom. I had seen that one in Ebony magazine and the guys in their ad had the smoothest waves ever. I pulled out a few dollars that I had saved up and made the purchase. I was so happy, I probably started to hyperventilate as I walked back home. I then went into the beauty supply store and bought a doo rag. I had seen my cousin Q-Tip in Carolina wear one and he had waves too, so it had to be good for me to have one if I wanted waves.

That night before I went to bed I was determined to have some waves when I woke up. So I put a small amount of grease on my palm and massaged it into my hair. I threw the doo rag on and went to sleep. Got up the next morning, ripped the doo rag off and nothing had changed. My hair still looked the same. I did this for 3 straight nights to no avail. I began to get more frustrated and figured to myself that maybe I wasn't using enough grease. So that evening before I went to bed, I emptied the entire of Dax Wave & Groom can onto my hair and into my scalp. From there I brushed my hair for about an hour and then put the doo rag on. Wrong move. I woke up the next morning, snatched off the doo rag and uggggggggggh, what the hell!!!!!???. Being that I had used almost an entire can of grease, that stuff had stuck to my hair and now my head looked like a cupcake with too much vanilla icing. I couldn't even brush it, it was so thick. Now keep in mind, I didn't have a 'Fro or nothing, but my hair wasn't that short either. I began to comb it and the grease began to come out onto the comb. But even that wasn't enough to undo the damage that I had done. This was not something that I could undo myself, I needed mom to help. However, I hesitated to open the bathroom door to show my her.

When I finally opened the door, I don't recall exactly what she said but the look was one that said "look at this foolishness". She did her best to assist me in the combing the grease out process to no avail. So she did the only thing left to do. Mom grabbed a butter knife from the drawer in the kitchen and proceeded to scrape as much grease from my hair as she could. By this time, I was supposed to have been on the bus for school. But because of my desperate attempt to have waves, the morning was spent trying to get all of that grease from my hair. It was so bad that when my head was placed under the running water in the tub, the water just beaded off. When that process failed, out came the trusty People's Drugstore hair clippers and the scissors. Not only was I not gonna have waves, but I was gonna be bald or very close to it. Little by little each strand of hair hit the floor. I had patches all over my head... it was terrible. The crazy thing is that even with my hair cut short, my scalp still was greasy. That was one hell of a morning. I'll never forget it for as long as I live. That definitely goes in the top five of one of the dumbest things I did as a kid.

My 8th grade yearbook photo. The first pic taken with waves in my hair.
(click the pic to see larger version with more detailed waves... lol)

Sunday, September 17, 2006

The thrill of victory

Dallas Cowboys 27
Washington Redskins 10

I feel so good right now I wanna take a day off work, but why would I wanna do that? Seeing the looks on the faces of the Redskins fans and not hearing them run their mouths will be a joyous occasion. I'm too filled with emotions right now to really even put this victory into words, so I'll just let the pictures speak for me at this point.

Thursday, September 14, 2006

How to Ruin A Perfectly Good Relationship

I'm not sure of the origin of this piece, but I was going though some old emails that I had saved and this was there. Upon reading it again, I looked back of some of the mistakes that I've made thoughout the course of various relationships. I'm sure that there is something there that we all can relate to. So I figured that I'd share it is a thought for the day.

How to Ruin A Perfectly Good Relationship

1. Control everything and everyone

2. Never take the blame yourself; instead, make your partner wrong

3. Make it a habit to spend more money than you have

4. Win every fight, even the ones you couldn't care less about

5. Keep score

6. Use threat often

7. Find your partner's weak spot and use it against him/her.

8. When your partner tries to please you, find fault with their efforts

9. Hold fast to the belief: "If you loved me you would know what I want"

10. Demand your partner remain faithful but refuse to meet his or her sexual needs

11. Use silence as a weapon

12. Pretend that you don't hear

13. When your partner tries to apologize, bring up more complaints

14. Refuse to give information

15. When you realize you haven't given your partner some important info, insist that you did

16. Claim to be the only one interested in the relationship

17. Never ask for help

18. Confide only in friends

19. Take it personally when your partner wants time alone

20. Discount your partner's physical complaints

21. Give advice where it isn't welcome

22. Never pick up after yourself

23. Refuse to seek help for your depression

24. Refuse to talk

25. Focus on changing your partner

26. Focus all your needs on sex

27. Take all problems as further proof that the relationship will not work

28. Put your friends before your partner

29. Keep romantic gestures to a minimum

30. Focus on your partner's faults and deny your own

31. Let days go by without a kind word or loving gesture

32. Practice verbal abuse

33. Do not listen to your partner's ideas or suggestions

34. Ask your partner to share feelings and when s/he does, EXPLODE

35. Start conversations when your partner is busy, or better yet, exhausted

36. Let disagreements fester

37. Say what you think your partner wants to hear, then do as you please

Wednesday, September 13, 2006

Don't call me during the game!!!!

Yeah I'm talkin' to three jokers who are all Redskins fans. You guys know who you are. Oh, you want me to identify you so the world knows who you are? Okay, I'll just put the initials out there. Ironically two of you fools have the same initials, BP. The other clown's initials are TS. All of y'all are my boyz and none of y'all even know the other. Anyway, I can't stand it when I'm chillin' in my house or wherever watching the Cowboys play and the minute they mess up I get a phone call.

-you call my house, my cell and send text messages to my cell anytime my team has a mishap during the game
-you call me at work the morning after the game to inquire as to whether I got your previous voicemail and/or messages
-you send emails with links to sports websites and video clips from the Cowboys losing
-you claim to be a fan of the Redskins, but you can’t even name 10 players on your team
-you don’t even care if your team win/loses as long as the Cowboys lose so you can act like an jackazz
-you get all bent out of shape when I cuss you out for doing that petty stuff

I hate y’all... I really do!!!!! You wanna call me after the game is over… cool. But the dumb azz annoying crap during the game is what pisses me off. Leaving voicemails and calling saying “ahhhhh haaaa” and then hanging up is what makes me wanna steal you in the jaw when I see you. For some strange reason my phone that was ringing off the hook Sunday night remains quiet. My email inbox that was full of articles and links is empty. My cell phone isn't vibrating with messages anymore. Hmmm... I wonder why. The reason... your team lost. I haven't heard a peep from any of you guys since the Redskins lost to the Vikings on Monday night. Hence my vent. Never ever ever run your mouth about my team before your team plays. That's plain ignorant. My team lost, you ran your mouth and then your team lost and now you're as quiet as a church mouse.

Bottom line is this... we see you suckaz on Sunday night in Texas Stadium. I'm not even gonna say anything. But all of you should say individual prayers in the hopes that the Cowboys don't win. Yes I hate the Redskins, but now I've come to the conclusion that I hate Redskins fans (*looks at fiancée* "not you baby") more than I do the team. The arrogance is what disgusts me. Let a brotha watch the game in peace. I don't bother you, don't bother me.

Tuesday, September 12, 2006


I've got a few entries in preparation with regard to a number of different topics, but I figured I'd post some photos from the wedding we participated in this past weekend. We being myself, my younger brother, my younger sister and my three nieces. Those little girls are sooooooo adorable. You can't help but to love them and smile when they're around. I even let the two oldest girls take a few pics with my digital camera. The 4 year old is destined to be a photographer. The majority of the pics that she takes are centered and focused for the most part. The pic where I'm throwing up the peace signs is her work. Enjoy...

Friday, September 08, 2006

A dress code... to go bowling???

This is exactly what the rules are at the bowling alley located in downtown DC at Gallery Place - Chinatown. Have these jokers at Unlucky Strike have lost their mind!!!! I wish I would take the time to get all dressed up like I was heading to a black tie event. Spend countless hours making sure that my suit and tie were sharp and my patent leather shoes were spotless to go to that awards banquet... oooops, I meant the uppity bowling joint. Who are they fooling? I could pick apart each line of this dress code one by one, but there's no need to do that. It's obvious what they're trying to do. They're attempting to filter out 'certain' types of people. Someone should tell them that ignorance is not a color thing. The true thugs and thieves dress the part of the businessman with a full tailored suit with monogrammed cuff links, leather briefcase, a chauffeured limo and maid at home. I could blog all day on that one, but that's another day. But can you say Capitol Hill?

Anyway, the crazy part is that this place is next door to the Verizon Center where the Wizards play basketball. You're basically telling me that I can't go to a game dressed in sports apparel and then go bowling afterwards at their posh establishment??? They're crazy as hell!!! I'm not going to bowl in a tuxedo. In fact, I'm not gonna bowl at their facilities at all. None of them. I'm going to my spot around the way where the smoke fills the air. The chill joint where folks like me are accepted at the front door wearing comfortable attire to enjoy recreational activities in. A laid back atmosphere where cats order a pitcher of beer, a burger and some fries and talk trash. No need for fillet mignon, asparagus and basmati rice to enhance my bowling experience, thanks.

I've been told that on a Friday or Saturday night you can reserve a lane for $75 an hour for your group. In case you don't wish to do that you can show up, put your name on the list and pay $7.95 per person, per game, plus $3.95 for shoes. Huh? Say What? That's ridiculous. I know that the bowling facility does look like a 70's nightclub with all those neon lights and all. But if I'm going to spend $75 to get dressed up, to go to a venue with entertainment and neon lights, I expect to see Parliament Funkadelic with George Clinton and Bootsy Collins onstage.

Some folks might argue that by me even discussing this, that I’m giving them publicity. Yeah, but it sure as hell isn’t good publicity. I can understand a dress code, but what they have is a color code.

I came upon a decent article in the Washington Post addressing the dress code at Unlucky Strike... here it is
A Dress Code That Suffers From Shoddy Tailoring

The Wire is back!!!

At precisely 12:01am on Labor Day morning I grabbed my remote control and directed it toward the digital cable box in my bedroom. I quickly located the On Demand menu and punched up The Wire #38 - Boys of Summer. This was the beginning of the 4th season and I couldn't wait. HBO was nice enough to release the new episode on On Demand 6 days before it aired in it's normal time slot of Sunday nights. Instantly I put away my thoughts of abandoning Comcast for DirectTV. To get The Wire each week 6 days before everybody else, was worth 'some' of the issues that I have with Comcast. It had been close to 2 years since The Wire aired the lat episode of season 3. I still had the vision in my head of Stringer Bell being blasted by Omar in that episode. I missed The Wire so much that I even downloaded Episode #37, edited the last scene and YouTube'd it. So as I link the clip here, I'm just stealing from myself.

Anyway, I sat in my room (after grabbing a late night snack to munch on) and watched the full 59 minutes of Episode #38. It was hot!!!! At this point I'm debating as to whether I'll play the role of spoiler or not. Most of the folks I've talked to who love The Wire have found a way to see it by now. Some have On Demand, a bunch of others just downloaded it and watched it on their PC. At this point I must admit that I burned a few copies for some friends who didn't have On Demand or the knowledge of downloading themselves. Those 'friends' helped finance my lunch this week. Thanks HBO. Well, I'mma give a real quick summary of the episode. If you don't wish to read it, I suggest that you do not scroll down.


- Marlo is still runnin' things. His henchmen Chris and Snoop (female muscle) are killin' folks on the West Side, throwing lime on the bodies to make em decompose and hiding em inside vacant row houses and then boarding them up

Jamie Hector and Felicia Pearson on 'The Wire'

- Bodie is struggling as an indy dealer in one of Marlo's hoods

- Prez (who killed a cop in Season 3) is an 8th grade math teacher at a West Side middle school

-Bunk aint changed a bit

-Daniels has taken over for Colvin

- Namond (Wee-Bey's son) is running for Bodie. His boys Randy, Michael and Dookie deal with the streets and a rival gang

- Mayoral race between Mayor Royce vs Tommy Carcetti is heating up

- McNulty turned down a promotion and seems to be happy as a street cop. Meanwhile Kima is stepping up to deal with homicides

- Lex whacked Fruit cuz Fruit was messin' with his girl

- Big boy Kevin sold out Lex and Chris & Snoop whacked Lex for whacking Fruit... too bad Cutty didn't do it though after Fruit crossed him last season

Saturday, September 02, 2006

50 things about me

Aiiiight... it's Friday night, it's raining and I'm bored as hell. I'm jacking this meme from a few blogs I've checked out tonight, so here goes...

1. How tall are you barefoot?

5 feet 9.2 inches

2. Have you ever flown first-class?

Ummm yeah... when I won tickets to the American Music Awards from V103 back in '92. I flew first class and was sitting across the aisle from Bill Bellamy

3. One of your favorite books when you were a child?


4. A good restaurant in your city?

A new find, but I'm lovin' Carolina Kitchen located in the Blvd at Capital Centre

5. What is your favorite small appliance?

I guess it would have to be my Andis T-Outliner since I shape my hair up each morning

6. One person that never fails to make you laugh?

My man Khari in LA. This is the only brotha that can make me laugh when I'm pissed off about something. One day when venting to him about how my ex-wife was going to make me lose my cool, my partner said "Maaaaan... don't kill her. Who's gonna pick me up and drive me around when I come into town if you're locked up". Immediately I busted out laughing and forgot all the troubles I was dealing with.

7. What’s your favorite Christmas song?

Donny Hathaway's This Christmas

8. What was the first music that you ever bought?

The first tape that I bought back in '87 was Ice-T's Rhyme Pays

9. Do you do push-ups?

Occasionally. I go through phases where I'll do them continuously for a few days and then I won't do them again for a few weeks.

10. What was one of your favorite games as a child?

Paper football. I was the champeen!!!! Nobody wanted to see me in that.

11.What is the one thing that you cook that always receives compliments?

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Without question, my Sweet Potato Pie. I bake tons of them come holiday season and never tire of hearing women talk about how they use my recipe and are ashamed to admit tha they got it from a man.

12. When you were twelve years old, what did you want to be when you grew up?

Not what, but who. I wanted to be Tony Dorsett.

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13. Your favorite Soup of the Day?

Campbell's Chicken w/Rice

14. What in your life are you most grateful for?

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I'm most grateful for having such a strong, loving mother. Words will never be able to truly express my love and appreciation for her.

15. Have you ever met someone famous?

Have I... Lord, where do I start??? The list is extremely long and there's no way that I can remember them all. I've got a lot of pics, but most of them have to be scanned, but here goes...

Peeps met while touring and promoting
Jay-Z & the entire ROC fam, Nappy Roots


Dave Chappelle, Talib Kweli, Roy Jones, Keith Murray, Busta Rhymes, Da Brat, Fabolous, Foxy Brown, DMX, Wu-Tang Clan, The Lox, Lost Boyz, Lil’ Kim, Whodini, Faith, Supercat, Mad Lion, Kid Capri, Kurtis Blow, Kriss Kross

DJ Yella (from NWA)

Sir Mix-A-Lott, Erykah Badu,Morris Chestnut, Taye Diggs, Evander Holyfield, Beyonce', Kevin Johnson, Brian McKnight, Ice Cube, Tyson Beckford, Lisa Leslie, Michael Jordan, Terrell Owens, Don Cheadle


Peeps met through my Pops (who use to work for the NBA in 70’s & 80’s)
All the Bullets players from 1978-1984 including Wes Unseld & Elvin Hayes, Larry Bird, Dr. J, Kevin McHale, Moses Malone, Larry Johnson, George Gervin, Adrian Dantley, Dominique Wilkins, Tiny Archibald, Robert Parish, Dennis Johnson, Earl Monroe, Hakeem Olajuwon, Patrick Ewing, Sam Jones,Charles Barkley, Muggsy Bogues, Dell Curry, Rex Chapman

Peeps met at private functions (pool parties, cook-outs, industry events, etc.)

Marcus Camby
Jahidi White, Lavar Arrington, Nia Long, Marvcus Patton, Magic Johnson, Shaquille O’Neal, Chris Warren, Walt Williams, Jermaine O’Neal, Rasheed Wallace,
Ginuwine, Russell Simmons

Doug E. Fresh

Allen Iverson, Steve Francis, Cuttino Mobley, Alonzo Mourning, Jesse Jackson, Sean Combs, Ken Griffey Jr

Dick Clark

Ed Lover, Teddy Riley, Jermaine Dupri, Fab Five Freddy, Mariah Carey

16. Date Of Birth?

July 11, 1972

17. Top 3 thoughts at this exact moment:

-this is a long azz questionairre
-when is it gonna stop raining
-I want some more Turkey Hill Black Cherry ice cream right now

18. Three people you're thinking about right now:

-my fiancee
-my dad
-my mom

19. Name five drinks you regularly drink:

-Naked smoothies
-Odwalla strawberry lemonade
-Deer Park water
-White tea, either Snapple or Inko's
-Sobe Mango Melon

20. From what news source do you receive the bulk of your news?

I work for the news, I don't need another source.

21. Current hair?

Cut almost exactly the same as the pic I have in my profile

22. Current worry?

Can't say that I really have any worries.

23. Current hate?

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The Washington Redskins

24. Favorite place to be?

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I enjoy spending time with my nieces and get a lot of joy being around them. I suppose anywhere they are. The pic is not an optical illusion. I really do have three arms... lol.

25. Least favorite place to be?

Sitting in trafffic, as I do each day for an hour to and from work.

26. Do you consider yourself well organized?

Yeah, I'm organized. But I'm still a packrat though

27. Do you believe in a afterlife?

Heaven & Hell... you gotta make a choice.

28. Where do you think you will be in 10 Yrs?

I don't know. Hopefully happily married with 8 kids and better utilizing my production skills in a career job making much more money. I was just kidding about the part about the 8 kids, 3 is about right... lol.

29. Do you burn or tan?


30. Who was the last blogger you hung out with?


31. Are you more optimistic or pessimistic about the future?

Very optimistic

32. Last time you had an alcoholic drink?

About an hour ago

33. What songs do you sing in the shower?

I don't sing, I just dance and try not to fall.

34. What did you fear was going to get you at night as a kid?,200&cvt=jpeg

I didn't have fears. Mom let me sleep with the cool red light bulb.

35. What’s in your pockets right now?

My pants are on the floor. I think my money, wallet and keys are still in there.

36. Last thing that made you laugh?

Listening to Redskins fans talk about how good their team was gonna be this season.

37. Best bed sheets you had as a child?

I don't recall having those kiddie bedsheets. I guess you could say the warm, flannel ones.

38. Worst injury you’ve ever had?

Injury??? Hmmm... I've had a few unfortunate accidents. I guess the time in the 3rd grade when I was chasing some girls in the gymnasium. We were playing freeze tag or something, I can't really remember. They ran under the bleachers and I ran after them. One problem, I was a lot taller than them and I forgot to duck. Blood was squirting from my head like a waterhose. Got rushed to the ER bleeding like crazy and ened up with 11 stitches. Hench the scar on my forehead right below my hairline that still remains today. To make matter even funnier, my Pops and I had to take a picture for the church directory the day after my stitches game out and bandages removed. I still have that pic of both of us in suits and me with this big red mark on my head


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39. Favorite song?

I don't really have a favorite song. I just love music by Stevie Wonder and Patti Labelle.

40. How many TVs do you own?

Just two. But I only watch the one that has HD. Football season is coming baby!!!

41. In the last calendar year, how many people have you told that you love them?

I dunno, all of my family members of course. Moms, pops, baby bro, baby sis, my nieces, the grandfolks and my fiancee.

42. Last person that made you blush?

This lady who working the checkout at the Giant said something about my eyelashes.

43. Best Compliment received?

Best???? I dunno. I'm not one to really listen to what people say about me good or bad.

44. What song is in your head?

Katrina Klap - Mos Def

45. What is your favorite book?

Honestly, I've spent more time recently reading The Bible so I would have to say that.

46. Last meal you cooked for the opposite sex?

Breakfast of eggs, potatoes, bacon and blueberry pancakes for my fiancee.

47. What songs do you want played at your wedding?

I dunno, but I better figure that one out real soon.

48. What song do you want played at your funeral?

What kinda question is that???

49. What were you doing at 12 midnight last night?

Can't remember, I'm getting old. I was probably watching ESPN and downloading music.

50. What would you like to accomplish with the remaining years of your life?

I just want to have love, peace and happiness.