The Champ Is Here!!!

Fantasy Football season is here. Yahoo, ESPN, CBS, Fanball, Fleaflicker, whatever. Let’s get it in. Free ‘play for pride’ leagues, money leagues, it doesn’t matter. Capitol Punishment is back to crush jokers again this NFL season. If you’ve got a league and you’re not scared, give me a holla. My email address is located to the right where it says Email Me!!!. Help add to my “The Champ Is Here” bobble head collection.

Peace & Love…


Summertime Crack

If you’re one of those folks who have been in hibernation since Jimmy Carter went back to his peanut farm in 1981, you may not be aware of what crack is. Before reading this entry, feel free to sign up for Netflix and add New Jack City, Deep Cover & Training Day to your queue. Erol’s Video is no longer around and we have these cool digital discs called DVD’s now. Check your local electronics store to get a DVD player.

Now for my people who know the deal, I will proceed. When you hear the word crack, a few things may come to mind. Let me give a few quick examples. Someone who need not have on something that reveals their partition split along the backside. Could be the plumber working in your house with the tool belt and loose jeans or maybe your neighbor mowing their lawn at 7am on Saturday morning in their cheap sweats. Quite possibly it might be a woman on your job with the muffin top squeezing into something that doesn’t quite fit her. Makes the ‘butt on your back’ reference truly come to life… in a bad horrific way. If you’re at the beach or nightclub you may see something that catch your eye in a good way. I’ll move on from that though. Feel free to use your imagination. In lieu of portraying people, I’ll allow this apple to serve as my exhibit in this case. LOL!!!

You might reflect back onto your days of drinking alcohol in the late 80’s or early 90’s and something called Cisco. That stuff was so potent that it was considered to be liquid crack. Many folks woke up kissing the porcelain with their heads buried in the commode after a night of Cisco indulgence. It’s not like the stuff was any good, but the lure of it was the cost. You didn’t have to spend more than $5 to get twisted… and sick.

You may hear the voice of Whitney Houston from an interview with Diane Sawyer in 2002 reminding you that “Crack is wack”.

If you’re a fan of Chappelle’s Show, you’ll recall a brotha by the name of Tyrone Biggums. That dude is a true crackhead. You may have bought a steaming hot TV or laptop off a cat like this around the way for like $50 or maybe a 6 pack of tube socks for 35 cents. Well, not you personally cuz we’re all Christians and don’t buy known stolen goods from drug addicts right? Anyway, this is a guy who said “Y’all act like crack is so bad”. Here’s a brief clip of him in action.

When I talk about summertime crack, I’m not talking about rock cocaine or drugs. I’m sure most of y’all get that point. I’m basically talking about things that your addicted to. But it’s not a normal addiction. It’s one where you become a fiend for whatever that particular ‘crack’ is. I’m talkin’ bout that Pookie from New Jack City feenin’. Y’all know how bad my man Pookie was. I mean, just look at him. Crack was calling him by his full government name. In his own words “I tried to kick… but it be callin’ me, man… I just got to go to it!”

The hot weather always brings forth something that we tend to crave with regularity. Generally for me it’s a food or drink that I tend to gouge during the humid days. But it’s not entirely limited to the consumption of calories alone. For you it might be a certain activity or event, maybe a TV series that’s on between Memorial Day & Labor Day. Anyway, I’ve got a handful, but will limit my list to the 3 most prominent. These are things that I will not do without. I gotta have them!!!

1. Rainier Cherries – These things are so sweet, gotta love them. They’re expensive, but I’ve been catching them on sale this summer at a number of grocery store. I eat these things every single day. I drive with a plastic baggie full of them sitting in the center console. Just follow the trail of stems and seeds in the road and you’re destined to discover where I am. I also eat them at my desk in the office. That’s one of my favorite snacks.

2. Simply Raspberry Lemonade – Liquid non-alcoholic crack!!!! I was already a fiend for the regular Simply Lemonade, but when this hit the shelves in the Spring, I was all over it. I stay on the 2/$4 specials at Giant or Safeway. I must have this in the house at all times. A brotha loves lemonade. The Santa Cruz Organic Mango Lemonade is slammin too!!!! If you’re not up on these lemonades, my condolences.

3. Häagen-Dazs Sorbet – I started off one week just buying one peach and one strawberry. They were so good that I decided to get some more. Problem was that I couldn’t decide which one or two or three to buy. So I just bought all the flavors that I wanted. It’s nice to have a deep freezer. Now I can just stack the frozen desserts of choice. If you wanna get real jazzy, pour some ginger ale in a cup and toss 2 scoops of sorbet in it. That’s some goodness right there playa!!!

The first step in therapy is admitting to the addiction. I’ve done that and definitely feel better about getting that off my chest. The mic is now yours. Feel free to talk about whatever your summertime crack is…

Peace & Love…

G. Mo

Only My Folks…

I celebrated my 37th birthday this past Saturday. As with most birthdays and Christmas holidays, I tend to open cards and gifts later on in the afternoon or evening. I don’t know why I do it, it’s just a habit. I had a birthday card from the wife, a card from grandma in NY and a card from my Dad who lives in North Carolina. The cards that came from NY & NC via the mail had been sitting for a few days prior to my birthday. Well, I totally forgot to open my cards on Saturday as we weren’t in the house too much until late evening. Sunday rolls around and we went to church as we do each Sunday. We arrived back home and I threw on some appropriate gear to check out a kickball game out Walker Mill Park. Came back home and decided to lounge for a minute. I still hadn’t opened the birthday cards.

Ma and her husband come by the house later in the afternoon. I gave them a quick tour of the nursery area, offered them some Simply Raspberry Lemonade and we all sat down in the family room. As we’re sitting down on the couch, Ma comes over and hands me a card. At this point my wife reminded me that I hadn’t even opened the ones that had been sitting. So she brought all of them over to me. Since Ma had just given me hers and was sitting right there, I opened that one first. It read as follows…

Son, there are so many things I want for you – so many wishes in my heart as I watch you grow into your own life… I wish you a world of adventure and experience ~ and also the serenity that comes from listening to your inner voice as the world rushes around you…

I wish you the strength to face challenges with confidence – along with the wisdom to choose your battles carefully… I wish you the satisfaction of seeing your goals achieved and also the true contentment that is born of simple things ~ work well done, friends well-loved, moments caught and cherished.

And my greatest wish is that you will always remember how much you are loved – for you are a good and caring person… a man I am proud to have for a son.

Happy Birthday

I thought it was a pretty nice card. I placed the Panera Bread gift card and cash on the end table next to the couch and read it once again. Once I completed reading, I thanked Ma for the card and them jointly for the gifts enclosed. I then went to the next card in the stack which was from my wife. She gave me a cool card that had a pretty funny message. I’ll leave it at that. 🙂 Next in the stack was the card from Pops. I removed it from the envelope and began to read it…

Son, there are so many things I want for you – so many wishes in my heart as I watch you grow into your own life… I wish you a world of adventure and experience…….

“Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa… Awwwwww maaaaaaaaaan!!!” I hollered. All three of them looked over towards me to see why I was laughing hysterically and shaking my head. At this point I held up both birthday cards. The cards given to me from both Mom & Dad were exactly the same.

Now folks, you have to understand that Pop lives in Carolina and has been there since ’84. My Mom has been in the MD-DC area my entire life. Aside from significant events that surround me, I’m pretty sure that they don’t communicate directly. I immediately reflected back to my graduation from Howard when my folks have another one of those “Awwwwwwwww maaaaaaaaaaaaaan are you serious?” moments. Once I received my degree and stepped from the stage, I was greeted by my Dad. He had just flown in from National Airport, was fresh out of the taxi cab and still had his suitcase in hand. He was wearing a red golf shirt and black slacks.

(yes, I went through my graduation video last night & took the still images… lol)

As I maneuvered through the crowd, I saw Ma. She had on a black blouse, red jacket and black pants. When she saw what my Dad had on her jaw dropped. I busted out laughing.

Trust me on this. There’s no way in the world that either one of them would’ve coordinated with the other in a fashion sense. We all still shake our heads til this day on that one.

The whole thing with the birthday cards, took me back to fun memories I had as a kid. Although my parents divorced when I was very young, I still recall moments where they did things similar. As an adult, I look in the mirror at times and remind myself how I am like them in various ways. I guess these funny situations only add to the mystique of the similarities that our parents have and things we acquire from them as life moves forward. It’s great to have ‘shake your head’ moments that you can reflect and laugh about as you get older. Ma says she went through a handful of cards before she picked that one. When I called Dad and told him what happened, he couldn’t believe it. He swears up and down that he spent forever in the CVS until he found the card that was perfect. What can I say? Being the common denominator means something I guess. If nothing else, I know that my parents both love me and are proud of my accomplishments. Trust that I love them and appreciate all their love and support over the years.

I know I can’t be the only one who has funny stories of parents who did in a similar fashion… by accident. If you got any, feel free to share.

Peace & Love…

G. Mo

“Next time you write about Steve McNair, drop your stone”

“…Next time you write about Steve McNair, drop your stone. Next time you text somebody, drop your stone. The next time you Twitter, drop your stone.”Bishop Joseph Walker III

I think at this point we’re all aware of the circumstances surrounding the death for former NFL QB Steve McNair. I don’t think I need to expand upon that any further. I decided to watch his memorial service on my laptop last night. While watching the it, the words from his pastor Bishop Joseph W Walker of Mount Zion Baptist Church of Nashville really hit home in so many ways. If you’re familiar with the story in the New Testament of the Bible, religious leaders brought an adulterous woman to Jesus and suggested to him that she be stoned. The story can be found in the 8th chapter of John. Read the 7th verse of that chapter where Jesus responded to them “He that is without sin among you, let him cast the first stone”. That aint nothing but the truth folks.

I kinda reflected for a moment on my life. None of us are perfect and we’ve all made mistakes. Sadly the ones made by Steve McNair ended with tragic consequences. God forbid any of us have our lives put on display and salacious activities we’ve promise to take to our graves are revealed.

I didn’t know Steve. I had never met him, but he always seemed to be smiling when shown on TV. From the testimony of friends at the memorial service last night, he was a good brotha. He did a lot to help folks from contributing time and money to the Boys & Girls Club to assisting Hurricane Katrina victims. It is very apparent that he touched many lives in a positive way.

From what I saw on the football field, that brotha was a warrior. I still recall a Tennessee Oilers vs Baltimore Ravens game I went to in ’98. McNair ran for a 40 yd touchdown in that game. He had many TD’s runs like that exact one throughout his entire career. It was something to see live from the 20 yd line. Back in the days when I used to wear jerseys a lot, I copped a Titans #9. Best believe I rocked it. No one can deny the man’s contributions to the game of football.

I figured I’d share the web stream I had saved from my computer from the memorial service and uploaded Pastor Walker’s eulogy in its entirety. I had to break it up in 4 parts to adhere to YouTube standards of 10 min or less. Anyway, here it is. Listen to the words that were spoken.

The circumstances of what led to the death of Steve McNair aren’t good… but God is still good!!!!

Read Proverbs 3:5,6 & then holla at me….

Peace & Love…

G. Mo

Let’s keep the party going…

For the last several months, I’ve contemplated a retirement from blogging. I actually pre-wrote and entry entitled ‘Grand Finale’, but never published it. Then again, how does one retire from blogging? I mean, it’s not a job or something I’ve done for a long time for income. The thing is, I still have the passion to write. I remember writing in my first journal in the 3rd grade and have been writing ever since. However, the time and energy devoted to posting regularly doesn’t allow me to really write online as much as I’d like to.

I started my first weblog on Thu Mar 11, 2004. It wasn’t on Blogger or my own website. It was on a messageboard forum that had a thread for those who wished to blog. If you’re one of those SOHH or EBL folks, you’ve seen a lot of growth in a brotha that has changed in so many ways over the years. I talked about a lot of crazy stuff back then. To be honest, my life was kinda unstable at that time in so many ways. I look back on those entries and reflect on how far I’ve come in just a shade of 5 years. Writing is therapeutic. I love it. As a kid it helped me deal with issues and drama in my life. In a way it helped me express my emotions.

When discussing my desire to stop writing online, I was met with more folks against it than I could believe. I mean, do folks really read stuff I write? I was kinda surprised. Then again, I recall some very personal entries that I shared with the world that touched people. The one that stands out the most is the reflections of my best friend I penned entitled Tribute To A True Friend where I discussed his suicide in ’95 and the effect it had upon me. That might’ve been the most difficult one to share. That was a very traumatic event in my life and I never liked to talk about it a lot. However I received hundreds of emails afterwards. Some from folks who also lost close friends and family to suicide. Some emails from those who felt down on their own lives who contemplated suicide and somehow came across my entry which made them re-think taking their own lives. I’m still astonished at the random emails I get til this day where someone will just say “thanks” for sharing your pain about your friend and what you went through.

The other entry that was written is more of a funny one where I discuss having crooked pinky fingers entitled Crooked with the fact that I had no clue that there was even a medical term for it called Clinodactyly. I swear I’ve gotten at least an email a week from someone who probably happened to Google the phrases ‘crooked fingers’, ‘crooked pinky’ or ‘curved pinkies’ and came upon my site. It’s cool to know there are so many other folks out here who share the same oddity that I do and it kind of makes us the ‘crooked’ family so to speak. I mean, I get emails from all over the world. Hell, there’s even a Facebook group for folks with crooked fingers.

So through the encouragement from family, friends & random emails from folks who were touched in some way by words that were penned, I’ve decided to continue. I’ll do my best to at least give an update a week, but no promises. A brotha is extremely busy these days. But since I’ve been absent for quite a while, I do have some exciting news to share and opinions to express about what’s been going on in the world these days. I suppose I can’t ride into the sunset without tipping my hat with a smile.

Peace & Love…

G. Mo

Dream Fulfilled

Back in December we started on The Road to Peace and Tranquility. I’m happy to report that we’ve come to the end of that road. But that’s not a bad thing. That only signifies that we’ve arrived at our destination. Life begins anew in more relaxing, less stressful surroundings. I could go into details of issues and annoyances with neighbors at the previous residence, but it’s not important anymore. We’re home now. It’s so quiet, I can hear the birds chirping. I’m talking first thing in the morning when I wake-up, middle of the day and evening when the sun begins to set. It’s so beautiful.

From the time contract papers were signed to begin the construction, best believe I checked up on the building progress every step of the way. I’m talking about making sure I stopped by at least once every two weeks during the initial stages of construction in Jan-Feb, pretty much every week in March and up to 3 times a week from April – May. If you ever decide to build, it’s essential to make sure that things are done right, trust me. I spent a lot of time going over the property and structure when the project managers and workers were not around. However you choose to go about it is your business. That’s just how I handled it.

I have at least a thousand pics from beginning to end, so everything is well documented. Of course I wouldn’t dare post all those online, but there’s about 30 or so that I’ll share. It was kinda fun to really capture the moments. Here’s some of the pics of the process from beginning to the closing.

Dec 2008

Feb 2009

March 2009

Being that I’ve worked in the audio-visual field for quite some time, I did some of the structured wiring myself. I don’t advise this unless you know what you’re doing. I just couldn’t see myself spending $10,000 for Cat5, RG6 & speaker cables, so I snuck in and did a few hours of work for less than $500 in supplies and my own labor. It wasn’t easy, trust that. But I did it solo and saved some cash no doubt.

April 2009

Speaking of blessings from up above, I made sure to mark up the house with my favorite Bible verse, Proverbs 3:5,6. Trust in the LORD with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding. In all thy ways acknowledge him, and he shall direct thy paths. My grandfather taught me that verse when I was in my early teens when I was dealing with some issues in my life. I never forgot that text from that time period. Trust that I believe every single word of it today.

One day when the walls were open, I went in with a red Sharpie and wrote on the wood frames in the house. Of course all the walls are up now, but I know exactly where all my hidden spaces are. Gotta have some blessings for the rooms when the kids are born ya know.

Understand that I’m trying to make sure that my children don’t have to go through what I did. I’ve moved 22 times in my life. Yeah, I said twenty two. It’s been hard. I don’t remember staying at one place for more than 6 years. It made life difficult in trying to adapt to new surroundings only to be uprooted constantly. A good number of those moves occurred during my adolescent years, but I’ve also jumped around a lot as an adult in just the past 10 yrs alone. Moving takes a lot out of you. But in relocating so much, I learned very valuable lessons moving forward for the future.

I vowed to set a foundation in a place where my children can grow and not have worries about where they’re going to be one minute to the next. A place where they can have a sense of community, have friends to play with and be set in one school during those elementary years. My happiness lies in knowing that I’ve struggled, but all that has produced something that I’ve dreamed of to create a family environment. It didn’t come without hard work and won’t be maintained without hard work. But I’ve never been one to take the easy way out of anything. Put that with other blessings that God has provided, along with a beautiful wife and that’s enough for me to be happy.

June 2009

In all seriousness, this has been a journey for me and for my family. I only know a few of y’all personally, but in some ways we’re a different kinda family… a dysfunctional one at that (just kidding). I hope y’all don’t mind me sharing. Trust that it’s not to be arrogant or boastful. I’m not rich by far, just blessed… which means more than money. I’m still the lil’ kid that dreamed of one day having his own. It’s not a 30,000 sq ft mansion or a joint that’ll be on MTV Cribs. But after years of struggling and working, I feel a sense of pride to have my own home. God has really blessed us.

Peace & Love…

G. Mo

White House Easter Egg Roll

I told y’all a few weeks back that I was taking my nieces to the White House for the Easter Egg Roll. Well… here’s the recap.

I got up early, early and headed over to my sister’s where the girls were ready to go. This pic of them sitting on the couch was taken at 6:10am. So yeah, they had to have been up with me at 5am.

Made the 45 minute drive to downtown DC. Found a parking garage and were on the White House grounds by 7:15am. It was cold out that joint. As you can see, we’re bundled up like it was still mid winter.

Made it through Secret Service past the gates around 8:20am and went straight to the Easter Egg Roll line.

If I recall, some point in the day my oldest niece said “I want to be Vice-President!!!”. Her look in this photo definitely says that. She looks so proud.

Took a quick pic with all of us. The girls, my sister and me.

Don’t ask me who was performing. I just know that the girls had an enjoyable time dancing and jumping around for the next 20 minutes.

They ran to this character. I have no clue who this is. He wasn’t around when I was watching morning cartoons… LOL.

Back to the stage where Fergie was performing.

Off to the craft area where they got to work some magic with their hands.

A pic in front of the official sign on the White House grounds.

Another character that I don’t know. But trust that they ran to her also. Looks like a sistah…

Rollin’ out after a morning of fun. President Barack Obama and family came out shortly after we departed. We still had a great time even though we didn’t get to see them.

No sooner had we got back to the car and they…. well you can see… they crashed!!!!

Had to wake them up so they could fill them stomachs. A good uncle doesn’t just give them granola bars, a banana and a juice box and then take them back home. It was still breakfast time, so we got full.

The souvenir egg from the White House that each of us got in our gift bags that day.

Hope you enjoyed the quick captions and pics.

Peace & Love…

G. Mo

Didn’t I tell ya that DC stood for Dallas Cowboys???!!!

Ole knucklehead Redskins fan got his jaw jacked yesterday and rightfully so. Now, I’m not an advocate of violence, but in this case the dude deserved to get his butt whooped.

Pedestrian Removes Cowboys Car Flag, Gets Clocked by Motorist –

Man Removes Car Flag, Gets Clocked by Motorist

By Martin Weil
Washington Post Staff Writer
Wednesday, April 15, 2009; B04

A man who grabbed a Dallas Cowboys flag from a car in downtown Washington was punched in the face yesterday, startling passersby in an area that is home to lawyers, lobbyists and expensive shops and restaurants.

It occurred about 6 p.m. in the 1700 block of L Street NW, at a site just west of Connecticut Avenue, where few expect fisticuffs. Commuters were hurrying toward the Farragut North Metro station, and the car was stopped in traffic, police and witnesses said.

“It’s crazy,” said D.C. police Lt. Eric Hayes of the 2nd District. “It doesn’t make sense.”

But, he said, someone snatched the flag from a car, apparently threw it down, and crossed the street. “By the time he got across, someone exited the car” and struck him in the face, Hayes said.

It might have been motivated by team loyalty, he said. Or the motorist might have been particular about who touched his car.

One witness said she saw a “big tall man walk up to this guy and hit him across the head.” Then, she said, the tall man “got back in his car and drove off.”

She said that the motorist “just hit the man and walked off” and that he picked up an object from the ground, which might have been the flag.

The man who was hit fell and struck his head on the sidewalk, she said. Ringed by the concerned and the curious, the man lay facedown on the pavement.

“He was out cold for a good five minutes or so,” the witness said.

Police said a man was taken from the scene for treatment of a bruised forehead.

Wait a minute, Chris Tucker has something he’d like to say…

That’s what I’m talkin’ bout. Dude got slumped!!! This story made my day…

Peace & Love…

G. Mo

Monster HDMI cables vs el cheapo HDMI cables

Listen folks. Most of y’all know that I’ve worked in AV and multimedia for years now. One thing I felt the need to address was this HDMI cable scam that has folks out here dropping crazy loot. A few of you have gotten caught up in this, so my reason for writing this is so that others don’t get jipped.

Digital is digital is digital. As long as it works, it’s going to work the same. Monster has always preyed upon consumer ignorance, otherwise they wouldn’t survive. Many people are also suckered into buying expensive wires that perform no better than much cheaper alternatives. Let’s say you go to your local electronics store and pick-up a new HD TV set; the salesman desperately wants to sell you those Monster cables because they make a ton of money off them. Monster cables provide an excellent picture, but you can get an alternative which will cost you far less and will look just as good. For example, this 4 foot HDMI cable from Monster which Best Buy sells for $69.99 versus this 4 foot HDMI cable from Monoprice selling for $4.31 which looks just as good. I personally recommend as a place to buy any types of cables and have been using their cabling almost exclusively for the past 3 years or so.

Do not buy overpriced cables!!!! Did you know it costs Monster just about the same amount of money that most of cables at Monoprice cost to make their product? The mark-up is pure profit. If you think it costs them anywhere near $150 to make an HDMI cable, then you’re dreaming! It costs them maybe $5 each at most. They rake in more money then anyone else on their pure profit operation luring unsuspecting average folks into the cable scam every day. It is really sad that so many people fall for their hard pushed sales pitches and glitsy product displays. You are NOT, I repeat, NOT getting a better product buying the “Premium” digital cable. Monster cables do not ever give you a better picture, sound quality, or any other benefits than the cheapest $5 bargain bin HDMI cables. If you don’t get a perfect picture with an HDMI cable, then it is broken – nothing to do with the quality of the cable.

Hope this info was helpful….

Peace & Love…

G. Mo