SORRY THIS WAS A BLOG THAT WAS SUPPOSED TO GO UP A LONG TIME AGO, BUT I JUST HAD TO LEAVE TOWN AND DO SOME STUFF THAT PREVENTED ME FROM BLOGGING ALL THIS WHILE.
While I get Photoshop fixed on my machine and I also work out a way to make time to write more often, excuse the fact that this post doesnt carry any image and make do with some frustration venting for a while.
What are they called again?
Now, dont get me wrong. I have plenty of friends who are foreigners who come to town all the time and love it. What I cant stand is that some of them snotty type people will come here for the experience, hate it cause its just not their type of scene and bitch about us when back in their country.
Now sure, they are entitled to their opinions about us colored folk and I am all for tourism and all, but I really hate it when I see a guy walking down a street in my hometown with a message on his t which reads - "I survived India".
Now thats some audocity you mother fucker.
You know what man, I couldnt really give a damm.
Sure we've messed up on many quarters, on all quarters for that matter, but we didnt elect Mr. Bush president.
We have a nuclear scientist who we all seem to be proud of smiling all the time. And at least he's smiling.