Unfresh.

Friday, September 30, 2005
Me and The No Talent Hack



You can't say that this isn't the funniest picture you ever saw...
posted by DeAndre' @ 11:06 AM   0 comments

Thursday, September 29, 2005
Me and I Come In The Club Shakin My Dreads, Throwin These Bows and Bustin These Heads
Guess who just aced at test in Sociology!?!?!?! (excuse me while I break it down in the sanctity of my dorm rom)

(music sfx: knuck if you buck)

*dropping it* *popping it* *locking it*

What! Uh-huh! Get Crunk! We knuckin and buckin and ready to fight!!!!!! What!

[\breakdown session over]

Have any of you heard Knuck if You Buck? I know its a pretty old song, but its basically the get crunk anthem of my life. Knuck if You Buck is one of those songs where if you're ridin in your car and it comes on, you turn it up and start looking all crazy. Then we people look at you, the song is so good, you dom't even act like you're talking on your cell phone to save face, you just keep on slangin your head left and right, when you "come in tha club, shakin my dreads, throwin these bows and bustin these heads." Literally the best song ever, unfortunately, they'll probably be One Hit Wonders, but, eh, whatre you gonna do?

And now for your reading pleasure...

Knuck if you buck boy [repeat 10x]
Knuck if you buck
Knuck if you buck
Knuck if you buck
Kn Kn Kn Kn Kn Kn
Knuck if you buck boy

[Lil Scrappy]
Crime Mob ho, Crime Mob ho
Hey this ya boy Lil Scrappy,
"Tha Prince Of Crunk"
yea, Lil J on tha track nigga,

Ay its time for all security to get around
It's going down........

[Verse 1]
Yeah
Well I'ma gat totin' pistol holdin'
Nigga on yo damn street

Stompin jumpin bumpin
And get crunk off in this damn thang
Throwin dem bows up at dez hoes
They screamin they bleedin from they nose
But we start to swang we makin niggas hit the flo'
Ain't no game off in this thang
We too deep off yo party
Crime mob niggas gettin started
Ellenwood niggas be the hardest
So if a nigga come and run his mouth just like ho
Punch em dead up in his nose
And stomp his ass down to the flo'

[Verse 2]

Yeah we knuckin and buckin and ready to fight
I betcha Im'a throw dem thangs
So haters best to think twice
See me I ain't nothin nice
And crime mob it ain't no stoppin'
They be like Sadaam Husein, Hitler and Osama Bin Laden
Like they steady gum poppin
And I am actin a fool
I wish a hater would get crunk up on this crime mob crew
Now enough is enough boy
Rough and get stuffed boy
Luck is a must boy
Knuck if buck boy
[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Jumpin off from on the stage
Throwin' bows like Johnny Cage
All my niggas startin' riots
Knockin down the baracade
Ellenwood we be to deep
The M.O.B is to elite
Flawless lookin shawties
You'll be jawless gettin close to me
Bullets bustin constantly
Rammin through yo city streets
Broken bones laying long scattered across the concrete
Knuckin if u buckin you'll be duckin if u get too close
In my eyes you wasn't wise
I think its time I knuck you ho

[Verse 4]
I come in da club
Shakin my dreads, throwin dem bows
And bussin dez heads
Bitch you irrelevant come to my residence
Betsa back up for I leave you ellect
I been in drama and commiting a crime
Not leavin trace not leavin a line
We knuckin and buckin cuz I got a nine
I blow you away cuz you wastin my time
Stupid ass niggas I know what to do
I waste yo ass you step to my crew
I'm through wit you haters so watch what you do
You talkin bout me then I'm talkin to you
You buckin on us and we leave you in plastic
You buckin on me and that shit gone get nasty
I'm colder than ice and I'm freezing off hits
I target yo' city but you cannot tell

[Verse 5]
Knuck if you buck boy
But you betta come equipped
I got some shit off in my trunk thats gonna make yo body flip hollow tip
Bussin off the rizo soon as a hit the do'
Anybody make a false move they body on the flo'
Fuckin wit no hoes boy neva been no lame main
Aint Neva seen no pussy niggas scared to throw dem thangs main
Crime mob niggas off in this bitch
Break bread records I represent
Fuckin wit them HB niggaz you bout to get yo wig split
[chorus]


See the music video
posted by DeAndre' @ 8:43 AM   0 comments

Wednesday, September 28, 2005
Me and My Bad Karma


So I am pretty much a horrible person. Today after dinner I was walking with a coupla friends, and one of them was on the phone tallking to some random friend. Anywho, she said, "Yeah, and my teacher totally got hit by a car on campus...I was walking to class and I saw cops, and I was like, man! That's my tennis coach!". That. Is the the funniest junk I'd heard in a while. (Yeah I made that pic..you know you want it)

Unfortunately, God got his comeupance, because when I got back to my dorm, my AIM had been hijacked by an ugly little virus that kept sending itself to all of my friends. Over, and over again. I had to manually eradicate the virus myself, thanks FOR NOTHING Resnet! (\#*Q#&$^Y%$@&##!
posted by DeAndre' @ 6:20 PM   0 comments

Me and Baylor's Problems
The racial climate at Baylor University is disturbing.

People wonder why and how a "Chrsitian" student body could be so completely and utterly segregated, but its not that hard to see why.

At Chapel on Monday, there were two rappers who came and rapped about God, and Jesus, and the importance of knowing God. The audience basically treated them like crap, and talke during their entire performance, and didn't stand, even after the guys encouraged them to stand up and show their love for God.

Yet on Thursday, when some very creepy guy named David Crouwder and his band came to perform, they got every one's full attention. I was asked why I wasn't standing, and my reply was "Its too loud" - and it was. So loud in fact that they blew out a speaker.

The point of all this is to show that while white students may emulate black culture in almost every single way, they stll are segregated at the spiritual level.

In class, a student turned to the kids in his immediate area and asked, "What did you think about those black guys? Those rappers, at Chapel today?" with a snide smile, and one of the girl's around him replied, "Ew."

I turned to him and I said, "Well what was the problem with them? They were feeling the songs, and they were worshiping God."

The guy turns to me and says, "Well, I couldn't understand what they were saying, and I didn't know the words."

He left out his obvious thought, that they were black and as in America, especially at "Christian" schools like Baylor, being black is still not a good thing. I mean, the David Crouder guy (who was really freaky looking - if I saw him on the street I'd cross), I didn't know any of the words to his songs, and I sure didn't understand a word he was saying.

The mindset at this school is basically white=right. Even today, when we had a Catholic priest or someone come talk, he made a point in his speech that "racism was still alive and well today." Obvious point, but the crowd at Chapel seemed to dislike this and some people even said "What?" aloud.

All I'm saying is, it seems like we aren't wanted at this school. Yes, I know it seems like a stretch, but when every other person you meet asks you if you play football or basketball, and when the phrase "racism is still alive" is met by, "no, it isn't," thats when you know that, in fact, racism is still alive. At your campus.
posted by DeAndre' @ 4:14 PM   2 comments

Me and Black Jesus




Recently my friends and I were having a conversation, and I just wanted to know...

What are your first thoughts when you see these pictures?

Leave a comment, and when you comment, specify your ethnicity...I'll go back to why I posted this later, but I wanted to see the the thoughts of others..Leave a comment!
posted by DeAndre' @ 9:27 AM   1 comments

Friday, September 23, 2005
Me and That Hag Rita
Woke up this morning without pants on.

I know, it was probably Hurricane Rita, who snuck into my dorm room and forced my pj bottoms off of me.

Or probably, in a fit of insenced rage, I heaved them across the room becasue it was hot. THat's probably more likeley.

So anyway, we don't have clasee today becasue of that hag Rita. And I sure am feeling the effects of it, what with the sunny clear sky, hot weather and total lack of rain in Waco. It sho was neccesary to cancel class.

*Sigh* Anyways, I havent blogged in a while, and a lot has happened so I really dont feel like writing it down. Went home, trie to surprise everyone, didn't, came back, had class, woop-woop. DESPERATE HOUSEWIVES IS IN MY MAILBOX RIGHT NOW! AS WE SPEAK!

I'll def start blogging somemore OMG THESE FREAKING ANTS I THOUGHT THEY WERE GONE BUT THEY CAME BACK AND THREE WERE JUXT CRAWLING ON MY ARM DANG.
posted by DeAndre' @ 9:17 AM   0 comments

Wednesday, September 14, 2005
Me and A Random Questionaire
1. First name? DeAndre'
2. Were you named after anyone? One of my dad's former students.
3. Do you wish on stars? Not really.
4. When did you last cry? I don't know, probably last week or something.
5. Do you like your handwriting? Hate it. Hate it. Hate it.
6. What is your favorite lunch meat? Ham
7. What is your birth date? June 12, 1987
8.What is your most embarrassing CD? *NSYNC - It's Gonna Be Me
9. If you were another person, would YOU be friends with you? Eff yes, I'm so hot.
10. Do you have a journal? nuh-uh
11. Do you use sarcasm a lot? Yes. A Whole lot.
12. What are your nicknames? Deacon, D
13. Would you bungee jump? No, only white people do that.
14. Do you untie your shoes when you take them off? Nopers.
15. Do you think that you are strong? If by strong you mean fat, then yes. I am very strong.
16. What is your favorite ice cream flavor? Vanilla
17. Shoe Size? 18
18. Red or pink? Red (of course)
19. What is your least favorite thing about yourself? My inability to be quiet.
20. What do you miss most? Stick Stickley.
21. Do you want everyone you send this to, to send it back?Meh.
22. What color pants and shoes are you wearing? Red reversible shorts, new white socks
23. What are you listening to right now?Israel and New Breed
24. Last thing you ate? Soft Taco from Taco Bell
25. If you were a crayon, what color would you be? Sun Red (Yes that really is a color)
26. What is the weather like right now? Hot, but not as hot as me.
27. Last person you talked to on the phone? My brother Dexter.
28.The first thing you notice about the opposite sex? Face
29. What do you think of the person who sent you this? Cool guy, ORHS 4 Life!!!! (Or until the first day of college)
30. Favorite Drink? Dr. Pepper, (But secretley Mountain Dew Code Red)
31. Favorite Sport? Meh
32. Hair Color? Black
33. Eye Color? Hazel
34. Do you wear contacts? Maybe...
35. Do you have pets? Eff no.
36. Favorite Food? The kind you eat.
37. Last Movie You Watched? Bewitched bootlegged by my aunts supplier on a road trip.
38. Favorite Day Of The Year? Whenever I'm not in school.
39. Scary Movies Or Happy Endings? Scary Movies
40. Summer Or Winter? Winter
41. Hugs OR Kisses? Hugs
41. Sex or making love? Hmmm....
42. Favorite dessert? The kind you eat.
43. Who Is Most Likely To Respond? Crystal.
44. Who Is Most Likely NOT To Respond? People I don't know
45.Have you ever had a one night stand? Hmmm....
posted by DeAndre' @ 1:14 PM   0 comments

Tuesday, September 13, 2005
Me and the Constitution
http://www.xyonline.net/ColourP.shtml

oooh.

http://www.iupui.edu/~aao/myths.html

Oooooh.

http://www.racismnoway.com.au/library/understanding/index-What.html

Dang!

http://www.workingforchange.com/article.cfm?ItemID=14384


So tommorow is "Constitution Day" or some junk like that. Wow Bush, you really have way too much time on your hands...
posted by DeAndre' @ 6:53 PM   0 comments

Me and Melonoma
This just in! Tanning is bad for you and causes skin cancer!

Really. I am shocked.

Seriousley, what will it take for these young heifers to stop damaging their skin? Have they not seen Farrah Fawcet recently? Do they enjoy that wrinkled, leathered look? Do you look at this picture and say "Mmmmm. Gotta get me summa dat!"

The sad thing is, now people in Japan are getting in to the whole tanning thing. And they take it way farther than some of the girls that I know.


But you have to wonder, with Japan, all of their ideas about what is "cool" and "in" comes from MTV and movies. So thats why you have all those young people walking around saying the N word without any understanding of what it means or why they are saying it.

This a weird turn of events, actually. One thing that people outside the black community don't know id that there is a huge internal struggle within it. It dates all the way back to slavery, when those who were lighter skinned got preferential treatment because they were just that. Light skinned. Even today, kids with dark skin endure teasing and jokes because they are dark. Its funny that now, in the white community, the darker you are, the "cooler" you are, while its still the opposite in the black realm. Women will go out of their way to find and marry a "light skinned brotha" so that her children will come out light skinned. Think about this: Name one actress (a prominant one) who is dark. I guaruntee you may not even find one, because not one comes to mind. For actors, you have the prerequisite Wesley Snipes, and who else? Think. (even though Wesley doesn't count because he's married to a white woman)

Anyway, back to what is important, my life.

We had a great Heavenly Voices meeting last night. We learned one song and we are too crunk. We have all these gospel fests that we are slated to perform at, and I am giddy with excitement to sing some gospel music after having to be subjected to "chapel music" for so long.

Today I was five minutes late to Sociology. I love most of my teachers here at Baylor, actually. They all seem to really love what they teach. My math teacher makes these little math jokes that he thinks are sooo funny, and that makes me laugh. He also has a tendency to hold the eraser with the bristles touching his palm, and then puts his hand in his pocket, so he always has torrents of dust around the edges of his pockets. That also makes me laugh.

*Sigh*. So I have a test in Intro to Mass Comm today. I had no idea that it was coming, but thankfully I checked out the syllabus online last night.
posted by DeAndre' @ 9:14 AM   0 comments

Monday, September 12, 2005
Me and A Full House of Smokers
I cannot stand to see a female smoking a cigarette, much less a cigar. Smoking is pretty nasty already for dudes, and it is even worse for women. I refuse to date a smoker. Never have, never will. Its just gross, for lack of a better term. Today I was walking past Brooks, and there was this girl, immensley enjoying a big ol' ugly cigar. She breathed in with pleasure and pushed the smoke out of her lungs with a sigh. Now, according to Dr. K's class, this is phallic, and that may be why she gets her puff on, but to me it is one of the few thongs that will instantly make a woman unnatractive. One of the Olsen twins smokes. She enjoys it, apparantley. Now goes my next little piece of randomness.(ooh, what a nice segue i have made)

So today I am going to write about something totally and completely random. I mean, this is so random, even for me, so I am going to prepare you for this, mkay? Are you ready? *deep breath*

Have you ever noticed that in every picture the Olsen twins appear in, one of them smiles and shows teeth, and one of them just sort of purses her lips? Why is this? I swear, in every single picture one of them does this and the other one does a real smile? I wish I could say that one of them always does one or the other, but I can't tell them apart. Do you think I'm kidding? Go to Google Images, and google them. I took the liberty of finding a few images, and these are them, verbatim, straight from the net.


Now I am imagining that there is some sort of clause in their contracts, that one of them (lets say Mary-Kate, just for fun's sake) can only do a real smile and Ashley has to do that weird i-am-on-crack lips pursing thing. Imagine the uproar when this picture appears on the tabloids, and the horrible time that their PR person has to fix it.

It leads to mass confusion. Which twin is which? Now I can only tell them apart by the number of ribs I can see sticking from their waifish bodies.

Not to say that I am hating on them, oh no. More power to them for being like, billonairs. I even kind of got caught up in their show, Two Of A Kind back when they showed reruns on ABC Family. But the smoking and the lip thing - they have to go.
posted by DeAndre' @ 8:38 PM   2 comments

Saturday, September 10, 2005
Me and my Caffeine Addiction
So yesterday after After Dark, which featured my good friend Stephen VeryAmish tickling the ivories, we all went to Chili 2 @ BU which, as we all know is connected to an adjacent Starbucks. All things said, I paid for my beverage and completely lost my ID card. I didn't realize this until I got to my dorm and opened up my wallet, and a ll I saw was my Woodforest National Bannk card. Seeing as though I always put my ID card in front of my Debit card (seeing as though I very rarely have money and will not pay the outrageous fees in order to access the ATMs on campus), I went into a panic. I "tailgated" into the residence hall behind a RWG and slid up the elevator, and luckily my roomates where in my room to help me get in. I got online and got to the dining hall webpage and called Chili's asking if they had my card. Then I called Starbucks to see if they had it, and while I was on the phone with Starbucks, my wallet fell and everything fell out. Including my ID card. Meanwhile on the phone, the lady was telling my that she would mail me the card if she found it. I told her thanks and hung up.

Anywhoo, you didn't think that this entire post would be about me losing my ID card did you?

Starbucks has an entire new line of cups, called "The Way I See It", which feature cups which have quotes from authors. The general controversy at Baylpr is about the cfup that features this quote:

"My only regret about being gay is that I repressed it for so long. I surrendered my youth to the people I feared when I could have been out there loving someone. Don't make that mistake yourself. Life's too damn short." -Armistead Maupin

So, we being typical Baylor, pull 500 or so cups because of a random quote. Instead of focusing on the Hurricane, or basketball players killing basketball players, Baylor's rampant whiteness, or even the fact that I almost get hit by a car EVERY SINGLE DAY on the way to class, we chose to focus on a random saying by a man who writes novels about gay life in San Fransisco. But wait - Baylor features BOTH of his books in our library. It would be different if the cup said "BE GAY! LIKE MEN! ENJOY IT! IT IS SO AWESOME I SWEAR YOU'LL LOVE IT!" But they didn't even care about this quote (which they shouldn't because its true)


"Today our schools are just as segregated as they were in 1969, the year after Martin Luther King died. Race is the biggest challenge we face and we have proven unequal to facing it." - Julian Bond
So they keep this one and don't even ackowledge it. Oh, Baylor...how many issues you have.
posted by DeAndre' @ 1:26 PM   0 comments

Me and dem Ants
This whole ant thing is definately getting out of hand. I mean, I walk up to the desk and they scatter. My desk is a literall graveyard of littered ant carcasses. I must admit, I take great pleasure in squishing them one by one with my index finger. Or, when I wake up in the morning and they have all congregated under my laptop (and sometimes I think in my laptop), I lift it up and have a shmashing session, wherin I smash all the ants in repeated succession. Wham bam bam bam bam bam (thats called onamonaitepia).

In other news, the plans are on for me to secretley go back home without my mother and sister knowing. I have plotted this and it is going to be good. Heehee.
posted by DeAndre' @ 8:50 AM   0 comments

Friday, September 09, 2005
Me and da weave



Do any of you recognize this beautiful young lady? With the long flowing black hair? No? Well maybe you recognize this girl:Once I again, my Photoshopping skills come into great use as I illustrate one of the greatest problems in the black community: Weaves.

Having a weave is like watching TV or smoking a fat rock of crack; all in moderation. When you get to the point to where your hair is bleached and teased and weaved out like Beyonce's is currently, you probably want to beat up your hairstylist for messing you up. (by the way, I got (by the way, I got Beyonce's bad weave hair from this photo and the first photo is untouched, except for the background)



So I know you, my white audience is confused, but worry not! I have compiled a Dictionary for occasions such as this...DeAndre's Big Book of African-American Terms and References 3rd ed.*

I've taken the liberty of pulling a few pages from the book, if you don't mind.

# 456

A wig or toupee is a head of hair - human, horse-hair or synthetic - worn on the head for fashion or various other aesthetic and stylistic reasons, including cultural and religious observance. Some people wear wigs to disguise the fact that they are bald. Shakeedron was at the club last night, and woke up at 10:50 on a Sunday morning. She has no time to fix her hair before Sunday Service...what is a girl supposed to do? She slaps on a wig and no one is the wiser. You go Shakeedron!



# 89

Hair weaves, are a form of hair extensions, are a hair style. They provide a realistic look that imitates an often expensive hairstyle. There are many types of materials used to make hair weaves. The price often depends on the type and quality of material used. There are many different types of "weaves". Traditionally in North America they are most often worn by African Americans. Millenchonelle has her prom tommorow...unfortunately her kitchen is so nappy she can't even comb it! Oh, no! Millenchonelle schedules herself an appointment with her hairstylist, and 3 bags of Korean Hair #5 later, Millenchonelle has a style fit for a queen! You'd better work it, girlfriend!



So those are just excerpts from my book. It should be coming to you soon, everywhere where fine weaves are sold...and be forewarned...if I see you on the street and you have a bad weave..I'ma have to talk about you. I'm sorry, thats just nature.


*All this wonderful info is from wikipedia!

posted by DeAndre' @ 7:41 PM   2 comments

Me and Martha
So I basically drove around Waco for hour with Adam trying to find this woman who was going to do my hair. On our way there, we got lost, ran over a huge piece of glass in the middle of the road, and then she reschedled for next Thursday. Booo!

Bought my ticket for the Football game. WhooooOoooo! Go Bears! WhoooooooOoooOoo!

This morning i completely and utterly woke up at 5:15 in order to go feed the homeless with my small group (GREEN NUMBA 5 BABY), and we got there and I had a feeling that they thought we were bringing food. It could have been the way the leader of it, who is also a faculty member of Baylor, was like, "Oh, ya'll brought food? Awesome!" and then we she found out we didn't, she was like, "Oh....I thought maybe we would have extra food this morning.. Chhh." You know that noise that people subconsiously make sometimes. But it was alright, we just visited with the people, but there wis this Hispanic guy who was hitting on the girls, and I sort of followed him around whenever he was near the girls, and he would stare at their backsides as they waled away, so as he watched them, I would watch him, and then he would look up and feel shamed.

Now for another one of my great tangents.

The females at Baylor seem to think that they can walk around in whatever they feel like. They just flit around campus in little booty shorts and tank tops, that are two sizes too small. This sort of thing makes me angry, because I know these are the same girls who, if someone ever made a comment about it, would be all, "Why would you ever say that?!?!?! You PERV!" Well, don;t walk around in clothes cut to where I can see your booty cheeks (not even an exaggeration - I saw a girl at lunch walking around in something most people would probably not even wear to bed.) if you don't want anybody to look. Its stank and inconsiderate.

So this heifer Martha Stewart has her own talk show now. Dang! Everybody got a talkshow. I need a talkshow. Somebody give me a dadgum talkshow. Why do you get talksows for doing bad things. Nobody gives me a talkshow and I'm like the poster child for goodness. Better yet, I'll team up with Martha to produce "D&M" a lighthearted show about a white woman who was in jail and a young black man who, statistically speaking, should be in jail. Here's how it'll be:

Martha: How's everyone doing out there! (cheers and applause) I'm Martha! (more cheers) I am white! (more cheering) And rich! (whoops and hollers from the audience) And I've been in jail! (the audience cheers and she even gets some fist pumping and raiseing of the roof) And here's my cohost! DeAndre'!


DeAndre': Hello everyone! (audience looks at him) Umm...I'm black? (audience hisses and boos) Ummm.....I'm really not that rich...(I woman stands up and yells, "Oh no he DIDN'T", and the crowd gives her applause) Umm...I haven't been in jail...but I go to Baylor University. (this is the last straw. A random audience member picks up a chair and breaks it behind DeAndre's back. He falls to the ground. A melee occurs.)





Martha: On today's show, we'll be making bird feeders out of recycled toliet paper!...

DeAndre': (being beaten) Um, Marth - (and irate woman is beating him with a folding chair)

Martha: ...right after this commercial break!

(The camera pans out on the crowd as the theme song, "Ebony and Ivory" by Stevie Wonder and a RWG* plays. Martha is still smiling. The brawl is still in progress. Cut to a LAYS commercial.)

Seriously though, Martha goes to prison and gets a Talk Show...thats not fair..I am so much more interesting than that hag Martha.

*Random White Guy
posted by DeAndre' @ 1:12 PM   0 comments

Thursday, September 08, 2005
Gently With A Chainsaw


So just about four weeks after school started, I finally got my Baylor Line jersey. Whoop-de-doo. I only had to wait four weeks, instead of having it on the first day like everyone else. But I digress. At least I don't look like this guy.

Anywho, last night, CG was the place to be! I was literally there, like, twice. within a two hour span.

I'm going home next weekend! Woot. Its a surprise and only my papa knows about it so it should be shockingly fun.

In other news, Desperate Housewives will return from Hiatues sometime soon, I really don't know as I have NO TV. Like, there could be aliens attacking all of Texas and I wouldn't know about it, except for the Lariat, which I always seem to get like three days late. Now whatup wit dat, yo?

The new Kanye West album came out recently...I used to really like Kanye West until I heard he was a real jerk, then I saw him being a real jerk at the Billboard Awards when he denounced everyone else because he didn't win an award. Talk about bad attitude. Then he makes random comments at a benefit hosted by NBC, on live television... (excerpt from the Washington Post website)

"West and Mike Myers had been paired up to appear about halfway through the show. Their assignment: Take turns reading a script describing the breach in the levees around New Orleans.

Myers: The landscape of the city has changed dramatically, tragically and perhaps irreversibly. There is now over 25 feet of water where there was once city streets and thriving neighborhoods.

(Myers throws to West, who looked extremely nervous in his super-preppy designer rugby shirt and white pants, which is not like the arrogant West and which, in retrospect, should have been a tip-off.)

West: I hate the way they portray us in the media. You see a black family, it says, "They're looting." You see a white family, it says, "They're looking for food." And, you know, it's been five days [waiting for federal help] because most of the people are black. And even for me to complain about it, I would be a hypocrite because I've tried to turn away from the TV because it's too hard to watch. I've even been shopping before even giving a donation, so now I'm calling my business manager right now to see what is the biggest amount I can give, and just to imagine if I was down there, and those are my people down there. So anybody out there that wants to do anything that we can help -- with the way America is set up to help the poor, the black people, the less well-off, as slow as possible. I mean, the Red Cross is doing everything they can. We already realize a lot of people that could help are at war right now, fighting another way -- and they've given them permission to go down and shoot us!

(West throws back to Myers, who is looking like a guy who stopped on the tarmac to tie his shoe and got hit in the back with the 8:30 to La Guardia.)

Myers: And subtle, but in many ways even more profoundly devastating, is the lasting damage to the survivors' will to rebuild and remain in the area. The destruction of the spirit of the people of southern Louisiana and Mississippi may end up being the most tragic loss of all.

(And, because Myers is apparently as dumb as his Alfalfa hair, he throws it back to West.)

West: George Bush doesn't care about black people!

(Back to Myers, now looking like the 8:30 to La Guardia turned around and caught him square between the eyes.)

Myers: Please call . . .

At which point someone at NBC News finally regained control of the joystick and cut over to Chris Tucker, who started right in with more scripted blah, blah, blah."


SO what do I think? I know you're asking me because you value my honest and witty opinion. Yeah, thats right. I know you do.

But the bottom line is, George Bush really doesn't care about black people and (lumped into that) less fortunate. I mean, really, he spends half of his life on a ranch. Now, when I say Bush, yes, I mean both of them. That's right. I went there. Both of them were too preoccupied with themselves (except senior was a bit smarter than old junior and yes I know they are not really junior and senior but yes it is more fun to make fun of them that way thank you very much).

Tbe weirdest thing to me, even before I came to Baylor, when people would be like, Go Bush! Yeah! He ROCKS! And I would say, well I don't really agree with that viewpoint, and I really think America would have been better off without him, I get this recoil of horror from the other person...OMG! You're not...REPUBLICAN!?!?!?! And I answer with, yes, as are 87 1/2% of all other African-Americans (saw that percentage on CNN last year). And from this, I get another look of horror and disbelief, with the person being shocked that there was a facet of black America that he knew nothing about.

On another note, my Intro to Mass Comm teacher, Dr Korpi, said the eff word a total of four times today. That makes for very interesting class.

Hehe, we were discussing the way some things pull on us and that shapes our perception of the world. The eff word may not be inordinately bad around some people, but we its used in a situation with, say, your grandparents, then it becomes, well, bad. The lecture was illustrated with clips from "Mean Girls" and "Heathers", and this popular girl goes, "Geez Veronica, *BLEEP* me gently with a chainsaw." Heehee, cursing!(and yes I took time out of my life to add text onto that picture right there. Don't judge me.)
posted by DeAndre' @ 4:06 PM   0 comments

Wednesday, September 07, 2005
Here I Am To Worship


So I have two new neighbors, Joy and Lady....Bear that is.

I live basically next door to two bears in the new Bill and Eva Williams Bear Habitat next to Martin's parking garage.

Here's a link to a HILLARIOUS SITE (the kind of hilarity that occurs when it isn't meant to be funny) about the cruelty that the bears where subjected to in their old habitat. Hehehe.

Its WEDNESDAY! D'you know why that is so kick-awesome?

I only have three more classes left this week *cabbage patch*.

So, I joined Heavenley Voices on Monday, it seems so awesome, I cannot wait for us to get our groove on...

Whenever I say I don't like Chapel that much, some people are like, Why? Well, its because they take music that used to have a beat and water it down so much that it is lesser than what it was.

Now, I love the message that the music gets across, don't get me wrong. But its mostly a cultural thing. Where I'm from, the music has a beat, as opposed to a slightly off-rhythm melody. Sometimes they are kind of crunk, but usually, its just random guitar and piano. Thats all I hear.

Some people are always like, "Why is Sunday the most segregated day of the week? Why don't black people come to our churches?"

Well, here's the thing. Let me let you all in on a little secret. Come closer.

WE LIKE MUSIC WITH A RHYTHM.

Yeah, I said it.

And would you really want to go to a place where only about 4 decades ago, those "people of God" probably wouldn't even allow you in there?

Baylor only desegregated fully in about 1964.

So is it a black and white thing?

Yeah, it is.

I don't hate chapel. Quite the contrary,its alright as long as the speakers know what they are talking about, but more often than not, they don't.
posted by DeAndre' @ 7:00 PM   0 comments

Ouch. It burns.


So as most of you all may or may not know, I usually wear two bracelets on my left wrist; a yellow LiveStrong bracelet, and a green Sic Em' Bears bracelet.

Many of you who know me (and many of you who don't), know that I have a huge wrist. I'm serious. Were talkin thick like a Coke can, mkay.

So, I've been wearing the LiveStrong since about May, and the Sic Em' Bears since like June.

They were very uncomfortable.

I would fidget with them in class, and they would just itch and bring me tremendous pain, so the other day in Sociology, I took them off, never to put them on again.

So I finally get to see whats goin on under there. I have like, a patch of dry skin and discoloration around my wrist. What kind of you know what is that?

When I bought these bracelets, I didn't see any disclaimers announcing that severe dry skin-ness would occur. Maybe I'll sue.
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Tuesday, September 06, 2005
One by one, hurrah! Hurrah!
We have ants in our dorm room. Freaking sugar ants!
posted by DeAndre' @ 10:51 PM   0 comments

B A NA NA S!

So today I'm at Penland after my socacology class, and the television is tuned to some horrible soap opera - I dunno what it was about I wasn't following, but something about parents and kids, I don't know.

But in between were the commercials. Ah, the wonderful commercials.

As you may or may not know, I have a few issues with most of the commercials on the air today (check out a few of my earlier posts). They have issues...I mean, they make me want to kill myself.

So there is this commercial on for LAYS brand potato chips, and its the kind of corporate commercial where they show all the brands bearing the LAYS logo (You know...Kettle Cooked, the ripoff of Pringles called LAYS STAX).

Anyway, they kept showing these girls demurely eating chips while cleverly showcasing the LAYS logo on the bag.

From the expressions on their faces, it was clear that these girls were enjoying more than potato chips.

Yes, LAYS brand potato chips have cleverley figured out a way to compress all the goodness of sexual intercourse into a bag!

But I digress. The only thing that made me angry about this commercial is the fact that the girls in the commercial were the type who wouldn't be caught DEAD eating out of a full size bag of potato chips, I mean really. I can see it now.

Jim, Susan, James and Karen sit down to lunch at the school cafeteria. They pull out their lunchbags.

Jim: Mmmm, my mom made this awesome sandwich for me.
Susan: Yes, As did my mother...James, that is a lovely piece of pizza you have there!
James:Yes, Susan, I know what you're thinking, and yes, my mom made it from scratch 45 minutes ago!

Meanwhile, Karen has pulled out her fullsize bag of LAYS brand potato chips.

Jim: Wow, Karen...that sure is some lunch you've got there.

Karen cannot respond. She is too enraptured by the delicious fried potatos in her mouth. She looks demurely around the table at her friends, the slow-motion pops a chip in her mouth, smiling all the while.

Karen: Yes....YES!

Susan:....ok.

See, that's what would happen in the real world.
posted by DeAndre' @ 12:45 PM   0 comments

Sunday, September 04, 2005
Too bad Waco is quite possibly the worst place in the world...
OK, its not the absolute worst place, but it is one of the oddest places ever.

So last night me and the roomies and some other cool people went to El Chico, which is apparently Spanish for freakishly expensive food, b ecause I was very foolish and paid like 23 dollars for my meal.

I know, an outrage, right.

So whats new on the horizon...how did you guys feel about the post I did yesterday where the basis was essentially, white people "find" things and black people "loot" them. Comment on this ish, I wannna know what ya'll think.

So in Waco, there are apparently four things to do when you arent in class;

1. Eat.

2. Go to the movies

3. Go to a club/party and see this guy.

4. Sit in your dorm and think about how this is totally not what kids on TV do when they are in college.

Or 5. Write a detailed report on who sings worse; Britney Spe - Federline, or Ashlee Simpson, and so this by watching hours of their music videos...Oh Ashlee...your pain is my joy.

So, I spend most of my time doing number 4, because I don't have my own transportation, so that sort of limits what I can and cannot do. Oh yeah, I also do a lot of number 1, because, well, you know....Im fat.

Anyway, in addition to being bored, I also deal with the food staff at Baylor.

While 80% of the peolpe who work at the dining halls (penland, collins, and memorial) are awesome, have worked there for literally 20 years and love their jobs...then there are the other 20% who this is the best they could do with their life, and they are bitter about it.

Not that there's anything wrong with working in foodservice (heck, I did...for about a month, before I vowed never to do it again), and if that's your perogative, go for it. Really. I aint mad atcha. But these people like hate their jobs...and they take it out on us.

So apparently there is some rule that like no one enforces that you are supposed to only get one meat and one entree....

I was at Penland the other day during a "transistion" period (if you don't know what it is, its when they are in between mealtimes and have a limited selection of food, and they use plastic forks and knives...which brings me to another point...I don't pay $80 Million a year to eat off plastic...j/k), and I go up to the counter ask ask for some frank and beans (which were reaaaally good btw) and the lady (who was sort of crazy looking) gave it to me. I then asked for a grilled cheese sandwich and she goes,

"No!"

and I was like, "Excuse me?"

and agains, she yelled, "No!"

I stared at her for a few moments and she stared at me back.

Finally she spoke, she said,

"You can only have ONE ENTREE AT A TIME...YOU CAN"T HAVE A GRILLED CHEESE SANDWICH"

This sort of shocked me. I mean, I had been eating here for about three weeks prior to this, and I had NEVER heard of that before. And besides, isnt when they say, "buffet," doesn't that mean that I can get whatever I want whenever I want and you cant do a dadgum thing about it?

I mean, really people. We pay $1,000+ a semester to eat whatever we want, when we want. And I shouldn't have to put up with disgruntled, unattractive cafeteria workers either. So there.
posted by DeAndre' @ 1:18 PM   2 comments

Saturday, September 03, 2005
White People Find, Black People Loot...
http://www.salon.com/news/feature/2005/09/01/photo_controversy/index.html

don't make a lick of sense...
posted by DeAndre' @ 5:29 PM   2 comments

Friday, September 02, 2005
TOO FUNNY!
This is from a blog I recently started reading, and you should too...it is so hilarious. http://www.greghoward.net/

Al that Jas.

My friends gave me a belated birthday present: tickets for all of us to go to Disneyland. I love Disneyland. I got very excited and surfed the park’s web page to see if anything unusual was going on. They have listed, as part of their special attractions, the ability to “meet Aladdin and Jasmine.”

I began to reflect that I’d never let my kids meet Aladdin and Jasmine. I figure they’d be extremely bitter at this stage in their careers. Think of it as though you were reading a “Whatever Happened To” article in a newspaper’s entertainment section:

No Longer a ‘Whole New World’ for Old Disney Stars

In the “Meet and Greet” section of the Disneyland theme park, the mood is festive, even magical--that is, until an overanxious parent sneaks out an unauthorized camera and takes a shot of Aladdin and Jasmine.

“Pictures cost 45 dollars!” Jasmine snaps. “With autograph, 60 dollars!”

Then she remembers herself, and her dark expression turns to smiles. “But hugs are free!”

Still, her good cheer is seems tested when a rotund child, the size and shape of a miniature Matterhorn, leaps on her lap. She winces noticeably.

Aladdin seems inclined to apologize for his colleague’s mood. “Jas and I have to charge for pictures,” he tells me. “The theme park only gives us minimum wage to do these meet and greets, and it’s not enough to float the rent.”

But aren’t they still flush with cash following their massively successful movie--plus all the direct-to-video sequels?

The question causes obvious discomfort. Both Aladdin and Jasmine fidget. Finally, Aladdin ventures: “Look at the sequels more closely. The characters’ movements are much more jerky, and they don’t even really look like us. We weren’t in those movies. They asked us, but we turned them down and they re-cast us with different actors.”

“We figured we were too big for direct-to-video at that point in our careers,” Jasmine sighs. “We should have taken the work when it was offered to us.”

There lies the irony. Over ten years after the massive worldwide success of Aladdin, the two key actors from the film--if you don’t count Robin Williams’s memorable work as the Genie--are struggling to make ends meet. Aladdin himself primarily makes a living doing direct-to-video work in forgettable schlock films such as Monday Bloody Monday and Killed by Death.

“My appearance has actually been helpful lately,” Aladdin explains. “Everyone wants Arab-looking bad guys for their terrorist action plots, so I’ve been doing time in B-movie land.”

He even filmed a bit part as a bad guy on a recent episode of 24, but his scenes were left on the cutting room floor.

“I think that show prefers their Arabs to look more evil,” Aladdin muses. “I’m more like a brown Tom Cruise.”

He’s quick to point out, “But I’ve also done some family-friendly Hallmark channel original movies: My Friend the Genie, Return of my Friend the Genie, and A Genie for All Seasons. If you look at the total body of my work, I think you’ll see that I’ve avoided being typecast.”

Aladdin’s career also wasn’t helped by his high-profile battle with drugs: he checked into the Betty Ford clinic after becoming addicted to inhaling flavored smoke from Hookahs. The actor’s G-rated image was permanently tarnished, even after appearing in a series of public service ads with the famous tag line, “Don’t Get Hooked on Hookahs.” He attempted to explain his side of the story with a tell-all memoir, You Can Call Me Al, but it quickly ended up in the half price book bin.

Jasmine hasn’t fared much better. The project which received the most public notice was an eye-opening spread in Maxim magazine for men, which many claim was a deliberate attempt to change her squeaky-clean Disney persona.

“I did think of Maxim as an opportunity,” Jasmine admits. “I wanted to show people that I’m comfortable with my sexuality. People just remember me from that last scene in Aladdin where I’m chained up in a harem outfit. The Maxim pictorial proved I can be so much more than that.”

Jasmine will also be starring in a reality show called The Animated Life, featuring fellow one-hit Disney heroines Ariel, Belle, and Pocahontas.

“Oh, that will be so much fun,” Jasmine says, warming to the topic. “We’ll all be together in an enchanted castle, competing for princes and throwing keggers. It’ll be completely unscripted--well, except for a few songs. The producers are making us do some because the audience will expect it.”

Wait a minute--Belle competing for princes? So the rumors about her are wrong and she does, in fact, like men?

“Oh for heaven’s sake.” Sounding exasperated, Jasmine is obviously tired of fielding questions about the Beauty and the Beast star. “Look. I’ll tell you what I tell every reporter who asks me about this. Belle is my friend, and I’m not going to comment on her sexuality in any way, shape, or form.”

Jasmine adds quickly, “Well, I mean, obviously she’s into animals. Everyone knows that. But aside from that, I’m not going to comment on her sexuality in any way, shape, or form.”

Still, the buzz about The Animated Life has been positive. And when’s all said and done, Aladdin and Jasmine are grateful for their loyal--if aging--fan base, and for the work that comes their way.

“At least we were in a hit movie,” Aladdin points out. “It’s much worse for, say, the cast of Atlantis: The Lost Empire. Those guys are lucky if they’re asked to open a car wash.”

omgosh, im going to die laughing.
posted by DeAndre' @ 7:13 AM   3 comments

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