Here’s a picture of me in a two-piece. Because, summer. The Sports Gods knew I felt “meh” about the NBA Finals and sent naked Dwyane Wade on ESPN: The Magazine’s Body Issue. Don’t tell me I don’t serve an awesome God.* There’s much-to-do in my hometown this week. There’s dancing in the streets. Generous benefactors … [Read more…]
My friend G and I have a recurring conversation about Fabolous. It usually goes like this: G: I have no idea why anyone still listens to Fabolous. Me: Because he’s undefeated when it comes to making songs for the bitches.* When another homeboy told me he had issues expressing his feelings with women because he … [Read more…]
I'm reading The Life-Changing Magic of Not Giving a F*ck by Sarah Knight.
Since the Puff Daddy & the Family Reunion Tour launched last weekend, I've been Bad Boy-obsessed. As a product of the early 80s, my attachment to the Shiny Suit era runs deep. Obviously, the music jammed. There was my massive crush on Ma$e (had 20 posters of him in my bedroom–one poster for each of his 20 years of age in 1997). This was also when I discovered Vibe Magazine and The Source; publications that became my personal bibles. Bad Boy's apex marked a turning point when music and the stories behind it became my passion.
Yesterday, I attended a personal essay writing workshop where we discussed Cheryl Strayed’s essay “The Love of My Life.” In the piece, Strayed details her grieving process after losing her mother to cancer; a spiral that includes cheating on her faithful, loving husband and developing a heroin habit. If you’ve got some time and an interest … [Read more…]