Tuesday, June 30, 2009

D.C. Partying

I finally met Anthithesis in person and yes, fellas, the dimples are real. LOL! She's just like she is on her blog, a little anti, a little witty, overall cool as hell. We were spotting messes (and commenting on them) all night at the club.

Of course, she had the quote of the day:

"It's like everywack dude in D.C. called every other wack dude and said, 'hey, let's go out tonight'"

Yeah sunglasses in the club, grown men with keds and slip-ons on, girls wearing 80s prom dresses, one uber-wack chich with a natural weave.

T, what's a natural weave?

Well, it's a big wack weave that looks like natural hair, but it's NOT natural hair. I was embarrased to have natural hair because I was like if anyone doesn't know that's a weave, they're going to look at her as the poster child for not going natural. Bwoy, she looked a monkey!

Oh, and while we're on the subject of hair... I need my natural sisters to stop flat-ironing their hair, then going to the hot sweaty club. Two songs in and you look a big nappy haired mess. And, if the people who I saw actually had perms, they need to consider going natural or strengthening their perm potency because whatever formula they're using is NOT working. Walking around looking like a pre-permed Denzel in the Malcolm X movie... STOP.IT. NOW.

Anyway, I had a good time, because I had a little drink in me and I was with good people and even though the first DJ was wack, the second DJ played some bangers. I learned how to swag surf, acted a fool when they asked who was from Chicago and saw a Whitney Young alum (and club, any city, you're guaranteed to run into WY peeps).

I might recap the wedding tomorrow... waiting to steal some pics from fb.

Sunday, June 28, 2009

Really Feeling These...

I just got home from B-more and D.C. I'm dying laughing at everyone's facebook and Twitter updates about the BET. Needless to say, I'm not in the mood to be writing blog entries right now. I'm about to lay it down. Meanwhile, here are some joints I'm feeling TOO tough right now. Enjoy.

Disclaimer: One of these is a gospel song and one absolutely is not (I put the radio version on here though, so the juxtaposition wouldn't be THAT BAD)

Mary Mary, God in Me

DJ Class, Kanye West - I'm the Ish

Thursday, June 25, 2009

Where Were You?

I was on Twitter... Someone said "TMZ reports Michael Jackson is dead" I don't even know who Tweeted it because I can't find it anymore, but I think it was about 4:50 p.m.

I don't believe it. I'm over here tearing up. Big nosed Mike with the Jheri curl was my first celebrity crush. Man, I used to hug the LP.

Naw, I'm waiting on CNN to report.

Side note: Twitter is shutting down with all these tweets.

Big Easy Music

I loved the music in New Orleans. I'm a jazz fan in general. Ask thummyb, in college, I'd have my yahoo jazz station on nonstop with an aromatherapy candle burning, studying my tush off. (Ok, sometimes I was planning events for campus organizations, but the point is, I was putting in work and jazz kept me calm.)

Everywhere we went there was music playing. On the street, in restaurants, at the French market. It was so upbeat and so awesome.

We also went to a bar/club/whatever you want to call it called 541 on Bourbon Street that had THEE best live band. I mean they could do Chaka Khan and follow it up with Usher's Yeah. They were so good! They're energy was electrifying. I could seriously listen to them every night.

(Can' you tell I'm ready to go back).

On a side note, I love that their airport is named after Louis Armstrong. There's a big statue of him by the baggage claim, just makes me smile. There might be other airports named after black men in the United States, but I've never been to them (and I've been to an inordinate amount of airports).

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

What is that smell?

So, the NOLA culture was awesome, but there were some weirdness that I couldn't not talk about.

1) Do restaurants in the south have something against cleanliness? I know that Chicago is very clean, so I have higher standards than most, but the times I had to clean off my own table were ridiculous. And it was always like wiping stuff off, but not CLEANING it. And you know what, after I had been there for a little while, I started to not even notice the filth. I guess everyone else is that same way, which is why the cleanliness stardards were so low, but I swear, I just wanted to rub everything down with some Clorox wipes.

2) We went to Popeyes. We got some chicken tenders, so we could walk down Bourbon Street and eat at the same time. (Don't judge me). It was like 10 p.m. and they closed at 11. They only had three chicken tenders left and I got them first. So we had to wait for Thummyb's chicken tenders. They said three minutes. What they did not factor in was the time it was going to take to tell the cook to actually cook the tenders.

thummyb orders tenders, waits five minutes, the helper asks her what she was waiting on, she says chicken tenders, the cook overheard and says "Aw, you want me to put some tenders in." Nah, I just like standing here looking hungry... Uh... womp.

Then I get my food, go to pay for it and I ask for some sauce my my chicken. The girl said:

"Udder sigh" I can't understand half the people in Louisiana, so I just said yeah, can I have some sauce. She said "Udder sigh." After about 60 seconds of looking at her like she was crazy I surmised that what she meant was that the sauce was on the other side of the restaurant. So I pay and go to the other side looking for sauce... nothing.

So I come back and I'm like where is the sauce and she was like oh it's right here. By udder sigh, she meant she needed to walk HER ass to the other side of the counter to get me my sauce. Only in the south.

3) Last thing because this post is getting long, but Bourbon street smelled like hot ass and old beer. I mean it was RANK. Through and through. R's little brother kept being like these mf-ers stank. I'm sure it's a combination of people drinking too much everynight (and inevitably getting sick), people throwing liquor on the street, garbage being put right on the sidewalk like in New York. (I hate on Chicago, but at least we had the good sense to create alleys) and last but not least folks not wearing the right undergarments. That's right we saw a whole lot of old lady bosoms and va-jay-jays up close and personal and it they had some panties or something on to catch the sweat maybe the street wouldn't have smelled like a showerless brothel (or Kams on a Saturday night).

I'm just sayin'

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Big Easy Party Scene

I don't go anywhere without hitting the party scene. Of course, in New Orleans it was Bourbon Street. If you've never been I don't even know how to explain it to you, but I'm going to try.

It's crazy! All the women wear flat shoes. If there was a woman with heels on by the end of the night her shoes were either off or she had on some vacation flip flops. (You know the ones that say Corona or some other nonsense you would never buy, but that you pick up because your feet hurt. Don't act like I'm the only one that's bought flip-flops from a convenience store). I'm disgressing.

There were people of all ages (and I do mean all ages) partying together and you really have to put on your anything could happen hat. It's not not swanky. It's not upscale. It's like if you took all the crazy middle-America people from the Vegas clubs, put them in mini-skirts, tank tops and flip flops and put them in the same general vicinity with some cheap liquor and GOOD music.

It's pandemonium! Side note: What I don't understand is how people twice my age can deal with it. I'm not Cancun on spring break young, but I'm not married with children in college old either... I'm in a nice in between I like to kick it age and I was only able to "tolerate" the shenanigans. I couldn't see my mom kickin' it on NOLA, but please belive people her age were down there gettin it.

Back to the point, at this point in my partying career the company I keep makes or breaks my night, so my favorite part was kickin' it with my close friends (who are basically family). Thummyb was there, R&P and the KAPsi crew were there... Any night out with R's little brother is going to be a fun night. It's like being out with Jamie Foxx or Mike Epps, you just never know what kind of wrecklessness is about to come out of his mouth.

The best part of the party scene was dancing in the middle of the street (and I do mean the middle of the street) to Blame it on the Alcohol Friday night and to Best I Ever Had Saturday night. Any city where you can have open dranks and dance outside in flip flops is O.K. with me.

Monday, June 22, 2009

Big Easy Cuisine

Ok, New Orleans was off the chain! It was my first time down there and there was SO much history and culture. It really makes me want to go back. This week I'm going to put up a bunch of (relatively) short posts about my trip.

Today, we'll talk about the food. I LOVE cajun food. I didn't know this until I went down there, but just like I'm craving that French bakery for Aix En Provence, I'm really dying for some N'awlins cooking right now. I'm going to just have to learn how to cook it.

While I was there I had the following:

- Shrimp Courtboullion
- Red Beans & Rice
- Cajun Potato Salad
- A ham Po Boy (from Mother's)
- Crawfish boil (I'm actually allergic to spicy food, so I only had a couple of these, but they were worth the irritation.)
- Popeyes Chicken (story of that experience coming up later in the week)
- Beignets (from Cafe Du Monde)
- A hand grenade (I actually just sipped some of my boy's and it's Wack Arnold's. I don't care what anyone says. It tastes like watermelon gah-bage, but whatever, I tried it).
- A hurricane (from Pat O'brien's. Again, I wasn't impressed. It got me gone though. LOL)
- Daquiris (from Fat Tuesdays, of course)

I didn't have any gumbo and I didn't get a muffaleta. There are only so many meals one can eat in a 48 hour period... but did I miss anything else? What your favorite food (or drink) from N'awlins?

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Breaking Up Is Hard To Do

For the past couple of weeks I've had a date with beauty. Sometimes every other day, lately every three days. Now, our relationship is over. I'll miss you.



Together now!

GOOD LAWD! When God made Dwight Howard he broke the mold on perfection. Boy! You better be in the finals again next year. I need those chocolatey arms in my life on a more regular basis. WOO!

And you know what, on that note, I'd like to see him for a few more days, so this'll be last post of the week. I'll have a New Orleans recap for you all on Monday (maybe).

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Welcome to the Party!!!

So yesterday I told you all how I put in work. Well, today's cyber-party is in celebration of my recent promotion. That's right, your girl got a promotion at my 9 to 5 (in the middle of a recession). GOD IS SO GOOD!!! I'm so happy and excited and that sentiment will fade just as quickly as my new work piles up, so let's do it up big right now.

Since this is a cyber-party, it'll also be a fantasy party. i.e. we're doing it way bigger than I will in real life:

Welcome to my penthouse condo overlooking Navy Pier. It's 89 degrees in the Chi and my bartender working hard. So far, we're poppin' Champagne every 15 minutes and Patron shots are in full rotation along with Green Teatinis. We've also got some mocktails for my folks who are taking it easy.

I've got some steak and chicken kabobs on the grill, some crab quesadillas in the oven and a potato bar out back (garlic mashed potatoes, real butter red potatoes, baked potatoes, cheddar cheese potatoes and coconut candied yams). To top if off you MUST grab a fresh chocolate and pecan filled beignets from my favorite French bakery.

I'll be kickin' it in the comments and if you've never partied with me you're in for a treat! My peeps and I get it in!!!

Folks are showing up minute by minute and everyone is required to do a toast as they walk in the door.

So please, join the party, bring some juice (I got a lot of liquor and forgot to get the cutting agents), grab a cyber flute on your way in the door and give a cyber-toast to your girl by the pool.

Monday, June 15, 2009

A Weekend in the Life

Hello, My name is Tea and I'm a PR girl. I just finished major events for three of my four clients in the span of five days. Saying PR girls work hard is the understatement our careers. We clock long hours, have impossible deadlines, make less than average salaries and have to appease the best and most demanding managers and clients.

Most importantly, we deliver. We make the difficult look easy and make the impossible look like a big misunderstanding. We don't understand phrases like "I can't." um... yes you can and yes you will and you'll meet my deadline too. Thanks.

So anyway, here's a glimpse at a[n event] weekend in the life of a PR girl:

4:45 a.m. Awake
5:30 a.m. Leave the house
6 a.m. Arrive at NBC for TV segment
7 a.m. Got back to the office; worked
7 p.m. Got dressed in the bathroom at work (yes, I worked 12 hours non-stop, 13 if you count the morning TV segment)
7:30 p.m. Pops for Champagne with client and team
9 p.m. Japonais with client, spokesperson and team
11: 52 p.m. Got home
11:59 p.m. Knocked out!!!

7 a.m. Awake
8:30 a.m. Arrive at the office, make some phone calls, print some stuff, pick up event materials
10 a.m. Arrive at event site
10 a.m. -12 p.m. Event prep, implement rain plan (damn Chicago weather!!!)
12 p.m. - 4:30 p.m. Conduct event
4:30 p.m. - Event clean up, go back to office
5 p.m - Check voicemail only to find I have an emergency for another client event (Seriously, I can't make this ish up)
5:01 p.m. - Work to alleviate emergency situation
5:46 p.m. Went the hell home
6 p.m. - Got home
6:01 p.m. Called it a night

Church, Brunch, Laundry, Nap, Borders, Dinner, B-ball game, Pray, Sleep.

Trust, I'm not complaining. I love my job! I just want to illustrate how your girl PUTS IN WORK!

In other news: the cyber fighting was so successful last week (thanks Kismet) that we're going to have a cyber party in here tomorrow. Please come back and party with me because it's going down!!!

Friday, June 12, 2009

Black Women's Voicemails

Have you ever noticed a trend with black women's voicemails. We are SO extra sometimes. It's like a bunch of us have THEE worst attitude on voicemail and the rest of us are the most serene individuals in life on voicemail. It's so funny because before I changed my voicemail to just be the standard you've reached XXX-XXXX, I used to have CRAZY messages too. Here are some of mine and some of the ones I've heard.

Hi, you've reached Tea and I'm at the Taste of Chicago right now, so I might not be getting any reception on my phone. PLEASE leave a message and I'll hit you back when I get back to the 'burbs.

Hi, you've reached XX and I'm out of daytime minutes for the month. Please text me until April 1st or call back after 9, Thanks.

Hi, you've reached Tea and I broke my phone over the weekend. If you leave a message, please leave your phone number even if you think I already know it or you can call me at work at XX.

Hi, you've reach XX, I can't really receive missed calls when my phone is off, so if you'd like me to return your phone call or even know that you called at all, please leave a message.

Hi, you've reached XX. If you want a return call, please leave your name and number and repeat your number twice or talk slowly when you leave it. BEEP.

Peace brothers and sisters, you've reached the voicemail of XX. Leave a message and I'll get back to you at my earliest convenience. Namaste

Hi, you've reach XX. I can't get to your call right now because I'm out enjoying life. (T.I.'s live your life on in the background). When I come back down off this high, I'll return your call... maybe. (This one is paraphrased)

Praise the Lord. You've reached XX, leave a message and we'll get back to you as soon as we get in from church. And remember God will give you peace that passes all understanding. BEEP

Favorite TMI voicemail: You've reached Tea. I will be out of the country on vacation until Day, Date, Time with no access to voicemail. If you need to reach someone immediately, please dial 0. Otherwise I will respond to your message when I get back from vacation. HAVE A GREAT DAY!!!!

Thursday, June 11, 2009

Is this thing on?

Hellloooooooooooooooooo. (blogspot echo: hello, hello, hello)
Is anyone out there? I haven't heard from a bunch of your all in a while. Hollatchagurl. I miss your comments.

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

Tea & Such Giveaway

So you all know I'm a member of the Red Pump Project via teaandsuch... most recently I also joined the Young Women's Board of the Chicago Women's AIDS Project via real life. :)

As a member of the board, we basically volunteer a lot and fundraise a WHOLE lot. I'll keep you posted on fundraisers and such.

The first official YWB fundraiser is on Saturday, June 20th at

Three Peas Art Lounge
75 E. 16th Street
Chicago, IL 60616

It's a swanky little exclusive joint and there will be food, raffles and most importantly good people. (Side note: fellas every time I go to a philanthropic event it's swarming with women... I'm just sayin'.)

Not surprisingly, I'll be out of town when the event takes place. I bought my ticket to support and that's where the giveaway comes in. Just leave a message on this post by Sunday, June 14th and I'll announce the winner on Monday, June 15th.

If you don't win a ticket, but still want to support the event you can buy your ticket here.

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

Look What I Got

Oooh wee. I was excited when I bought it and I was excited when it got to the job this afternoon, but now that I'm online OOH WE!!!. Having a computer that actually works swiftly is such a blessing. I'm doing the Stanky Legg right into a Hallelujah dance. Oh yes, your girl is excited.

I guess I should update you on this post. The job hasn't come through with the $500 credit because of the recession, but I just couldn't wait any longer (can't believe it's been almost a year since I posted that). They do, however, have an employee purchase program and I got about 19% off this bad boy.

I didn't get a Mac because they're discount wasn't deep enough. I might kick myself about it later... but probably not.

Transunion has two erroneous delinquincies on my credit report, which I found out only after I was denied for credit for this machine. It's so upsetting too because I had both of these MISTAKES removed 15 months ago, they weren't on my credit reports in March when I checked them... and now they're back. It's like people at the credit agencies are like uh... yeah... we can correct our mistakes... um hm... sure... whatever. And then they just go back to playing Solitairre.

All that to say I broke had my no-credit-cash-only-rule and put this beautiful device on a credit card. I think I can get it back down to a zero balance in three months (would be sooner, but I need to spend cash on these trips). Keep a sister's perseverance in your prayers. Penny penching to pay down debt is tough.

Anyway, I'm rambling 'cause I'm so excited. The moral of this story is... I love my new laptop (and Transunion can kick rocks). YAY!!!

Monday, June 8, 2009


This goes out to all my DJs... this is how you all sound

If you were born before 1986 makes some noise, where all my 21-24 year olds at, where my old heads at, over 30, over 40? If you make more than $40,000 a year let me hear ya, if you got laid off and are living on a severance package, if you just smoke weed all day and never had a job, where my independent women at, where my fellas makin money at, where my ballas at, NBA, NFL, MLB, Big 10 make some noise, City Colleges of Chicago, STAND UP, HBCUs HOLLA!!!

If you hate Souljah boy and love Eric Robeson, if you hate Dwele and love Bow Wow, if you think Spectacular from Pretty Ricky is gay, if you can't wait to do the Stanky Legg, I need to hear you!!!

If you're celebrating a birthday, anniversary, graduation or breakup, MAKE SOME NOISE!!!

If you got on your freak em dress, stand up, if you wearing leggings and heels say something. If you got your toes out and you got pretty feet. If you got stillettos on with hammertoes, If you're from Chicago, the suburbs, Central Illinois, Southern Illinois, Wisconsin, Indiana, Iowa any state that touches Illinois or if you're from far away from here MAKE SOME NOISE!!!

If you ain't got no kids, if you've had more than two abortions, if you left the shorties at home with a babysitter, if you've got more than two baby daddies, if you recently had your tubes tied, if you're trying in vitro fertilization to get like Jon and Kate plus 8, MAKE SOME NO-ISE!!!

LMAO! Basically, the memo is if you're in the club, just get loud for the DJ. I was CRACKIN' up on Memorial Day weekend at this ridiculousness.

Another Perfect Sunday

This is so random, but I feel like I need to document perfect Sundays to remind me that the weekend is coming on weekdays where things aren't going so hot.

7:50 a.m. Early service at AFC
11 a.m. Brunch with my besties at Dixie Kitchen
2 p.m. Printer's Row Lit Fest (Came up on 4 books for $20)
4:30 p.m. Delicious nap
7 p.m. NBA Finals Game
9:59 p.m. Started thinking the Lakers might sweep. I'm not happy about it, but... it might happen.
10 p.m. Cleaned up my place
10:30 p.m. Prayed for a blessed (and peaceful) week in the Chi
11:30ish Shut it down

Friday, June 5, 2009

Event Alert: Chicago Gospel Music Festival

The Gospel Fest is this weekend in Grant Park. If the weather breaks 80 on Sunday, I'll probably stop by after church... after Dixie Kitchen (which is closed for good after Sunday). Let me know if you want to roll.


Thursday, June 4, 2009

Will You Pray With Me?

Alright folks, it didn't even break 80 last weekend and already the murdering has started in Chicago. On Monday morning I woke up and found out 7 people had been killed in the last 24 hours. So much needs to happen, mentoring, more jobs, better school systems, better parenting, better fathering... so much.

But I can't do all that stuff right now and most of you don't even live in Chicago, so you can't either. Right now, I'm going to pray. I believe in God and truly believe in the power of prayer. If God can create miracles and make a way out of no way surely he can stop the violence and reform my city. Surely if he can work in my life, he can work as a collective.

The bible says ask and it shall be given unto you, seek and ye shall find, knock and the door shall be opened.

I think that if Kay in Canada and Kismet in Maine and BGG in NYC and Antithesis in D.C. and Mrs. Kormack and Nerd Girl in Mississippi and Spiderlgs in Atlanta and a lurker in Dallas and ALL my peeps in Chicago send up a prayer right now, we can protect the city. Pray the following prayer or pray your own, but PLEASE send one up for my troubled city.

Heavenly father,

We come today thanking you for the breath of life and sound body and mind. We ask you to send your angels of peace to the city of Chicago and it's surrounding suburbs. We ask you to put a spirit of reconcilliation in the hearts of those who seek revenge. We ask you to show hope and a future to the narrow mind of those who may be so quick to take another's life.

We ask you to provide mentors and parental figures for the youth who have lost their way. We ask you to use us where you can use us to be a light and an example to Chicago's youth. We ask you to restore jobs and means to those who would kill for money. We ask you to restore sanity to those who would kill for no reason.

We ask you to send answers and solutions to teachers, lawmakers and community leaders. We ask you to show your face and decrease this violence RIGHT NOW LORD. We ask you to send a spirit of hope, understanding and protection for all the families and friends of slain loved ones. We are asking and believing right now that you will hear our prayers and touch our communities.

Do it Lord. In the name of Jesus we ask it all and in his name we BELIEVE you will act.


Wednesday, June 3, 2009

Trip Update

I can't believe it's been four months since I was comtemplating this dilemma. Here are the trips I was considering:

1. Atlanta in April for a conference
2. New Orleans in June for the hell of it (I've actually never been)
3. Puerto Rico in June for a homie's bday

Here's what's happened in the past four months:

1. I decided not to go to Atlanta. I found a ticket for $166 on American, but the conference cost is $475. Mind you it about doubled since last year and I feel guilty asking my company to pay that fee considering we had layoffs a little bit ago, not to mention lodging costs. 1 point for fiscal responsibility.

2. I'm taking this trip. We've been talking about it for over a year and I don't want to let my friends down. I can barely afford it, but I've never been and I think it'll be a cheap, fun, laid-back, adult trip. (i.e. we'll be sipping spirits, but it won't be a Miami or Cancun type of trip). -1 point for fiscal responsibility.

3. I rationalized that if I could take an adult, laid back trip to NOLA, then I can break the bank to take a wild and crazy trip to Puerto Rico. Complete with an all-inclusive hotel stay, partying every night... going to sleep drunk... waking up drunk...

Then... before I could make a bad decision, I got the news that my roll dawg is getting married in Baltimore the same weekend. PR no, B-more yes! 1 point for supporting my girl and for black love (like I had anything to do with that, LOL!). BUT - 1 point because it's an unbudgeted trip. Your girl is still breaking even though.

THEN Kismet decides to go to France and invites me to come visit. Sigh. Damn my successful, world-traveling awesome friends! How could I pass up free lodging in France? So I go back and forth, back and forth and decide actually no... I'm not going, it's irresponsible. It's unbudgeted and France isn't going anywhere. 1 point for me for fiscal responsibility.

Guess what? For making the right choice I got a financial blessing that's allowing me to go, even though I had decided not to. YAY!!!

So all together I'm at 1 point for fiscal responsibility. Let's see if I'm still up (i.e. using cash only, not credit), by the end of the summer.

Moral of this story: If I make the right choices, God will make a way for me to have the desires of my heart. Instead of trying to figure out my own way (using credit cards), I just have to trust that what God has for me is for me. And so far He had a trip to France in store for me! I can't wait to see what's next. :)

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

Day of the Pentecost

So I was at Apostolic Faith Church (my church) on Sunday and they talked about "receiving the holy ghost," which at Apostolic churches is translated into speaking in tongues. Evangelist Barney invited everyone to stay for 30 minutes after church if they want to receive the holy ghost. She said:

"I don't think it takes God all day to do nothing." (Side note: I love country folks at church)

The minister reported that when they offered the holy ghost at a service during the week 50 people received it. He even mentioned that a lot of people had been waiting for it. Evangelist Barney said on the day of Pentecost (Acts 2) 120 people received the holy ghost, so she expected that many would receive it at church this Sunday. People hopped up and clapped the way people at a Baptist church would hop up if they said someone was saved.

I'm so torn. I grew up Baptist. They warned of Apostolic/Pentecostal/Sanctified church folk: always talking crazy, wearing long skirts, selling chicken dinners and misinterpreting the word of God.

I don't believe people speaking in tongues is holy or acceptable to God. I think there are just as many demons in the church as angels and though some people may think they're speaking to God, they may really be uttering for devil.

Here's why: In Acts 2 (where the story of the Pentecost is), the people got the ability to speak in another language in order to bring people who do not speak their native language to God, NOT to pray to God in some utterance that no one else understands.

1st Corinthians 14: 1-5, speaks about speaking in tongues being a spiritual gift to speak to God, so [if you believe in the Christian scriptures] it's definitely real. It goes on to say how speaking in tongues to God is edifying yourself, but prophesying is edifying the church. It says if you speak in tongues, you should do so with an interpreter. (Don't take my word for it, go open your bibles).

Due to my understanding of Acts and 1st Corinthians, I truly believe that speaking in tongues has no place in the church.

So, I'm at this weird crossroads. I love my church. I love the Pastor and I love the Word I get every Sunday. However, I was sitting in church with the boo-boo face when they started talking about "receiving" the holy ghost. I feel like if I was running for President, people would say things like "How could you go to a church where you disagree so strongly with the teachings?"

And I'm thinking this is just ONE teaching of many, but I find myself judging people because they believe differently than me. I wonder if I would do better at a church where people's beliefs lined up better with mine? What I've found is that that church doesn't exist. We all have filters do to our life experiences that cause us to interpret the same scriptures differently or hear the same Word and take completely different meaning from it.

I don't really have a conclusion. I guess I'm just wondering 1) What other Christians think about speaking in tongues and 2) If there's something your church teaches that you absolutely disagree with.

Monday, June 1, 2009

Hey Drake!!!

We all got dreams and we all start reaching
All-star reachin, All-Star weekend
One hotel room that all y'all sleep in
Housekeeping knock to see if all y'all decent
Young girls envying the life y'all leading
Never satisfied with a nice calm evening
You be at the games looking right all season
but you always with me on the nights y'all leaving
Ass low, ask lo, I always request you
You go get fucked up and we just show up at your rescue
carry you inside, get you some water and undress you
I give you my all and the next morning you'll forget who
or why or how or when,
tonight it's probably about to happen all over again
She live in a mind set that I could never move to
Until you find yourself it's impossible to lose you
Because I never had you
Although I would be glad to
I'd probably go and tattoo
your name, on my heart
or somewhere
I start
to think
that I'm going crazy...

Go and get her outta Houstatlantavegas... She just stuck in Houstalantavegas!!!

This ISH is HOTT. Two weeks ago I didn't know who Drake was and now I'm a fan. Word to the wise from TT: This song is about strippers... still hot though. Download the whole So Far Gone Mix Tape here. Thanks to TT for putting me up on game.

P.S. He raps AND sings. Like really raps and really sings. (not this 50 Cent/Ja Rule madness)

Have you heard [of] Drake? Do you love him, like him or just think he's a-ight?