Crown Royal

Your hands on my hips

Pull me right back to ya

I catch

That trust, give it right 

Back to ya

You're in so

Deep,

I'm breating for ya 

You grab my braids,

Arch my back high for ya

You're diesel engine,

I'm squirting mad

Oil

Down on the floor, til

My speaker starts to

Boil

I flip shit,

Quick slip,

Hip dip.

And I'm twisted in your hands

 and your lips and your

Tongue tricks.

And you're so thick

and you're so 

Thick.

And you're so

Crown Royal on Ice.

Words and Lyrics by Jill Scott

Song: Crown Royal

Album: The Real Thing: Words and Sounds Vol. 3

Windowseat

So, I am vibing on this new Erykah Badu "WindowSeat" song and I heard on the radio that the video leaves nothing to be desired, so I decided to check it out.

WOW!!!!

Is all I can say. Really Erykah, really? Did you have to take off all your clothes...LOL. So, um yeah, there is it, and there her bottom is too (remember I gave up cursing for Lent) and there are her boobs as well. So, if you have not seen it, I have ever so kindly posted the link to it as well (it's now only available on her website). Enjoy, or not. I'm not even sure how I feel about it. 

School Daze

 Yesterday morning as I was preparing for the day, I began watching School Daze, written, directed, and starring the one and only Spike Lee. It is one of my all time favorite movies, having been filmed in 1987. I first saw it...oh, well I can't remember. But what I do remember is that alot of the more poignant issues which made the movie so "profound" flew right over my head. Now that I am older and have opened my eyes to the world, the movie has become (oh how do I say)- it has become somewhat of a personal favorite. But anyway, below is a list of things that stuck out to me that I did not quite catch and also some things that you may not have known about the movie that is only available on the 20th Anniversay DVD:

• Tisha Campbell was only 18 and got the lead role. She suffered alot of "hate" because she was the youngest cast member and also the lead.
•  None of the darker skinned brothers (i.e. Kadeem Hardison) were required to audition. In contrast, all the light skinned brothers (i.e. Bill Morrison) did have to audition.
• In an effort to create a true stigma of "light skinned is better than dark" amongst the female cast, Spike put all the fair skinned ladies in more accomodating suites and placed the brown skinned babes in "shabby accomodations".
• The very first time that Tisha was ever called the "N-word" was during the filming of the movie, which was shot in Atlanta, GA, originally on Morehouse College's campus and finished on Brown's campus.
• The officials at Morehouse College were enraged at the use of the N-word, and other language and the portrayal of blacks, so they kicked them off campus and the party moved to Brown.
• Morris Chestnut's room in the end is not the same room as it was in the beggining because of this.
• The fight during the step show in the movie was an actual fight. It started because Tisha had her hair pulled and one of the other cast members, I forgot his name, who was a Gamma say it and got mad and started to run on stage and that's how the fight began.
• Alot of the screen shots were exxagerated to enusre that the idealisms would reach the viewers.
• Um, what else?

I think that is all I have for right now.

OMG...

SOUTHERN UNIVERSITY                 CASE NO.:  1057PM    DIV.: P-008
                                                        
VS.                                                        NORTH BATON ROUGE 
                                                              COMMUNITY CENTER
LAW WEEK, 2010                       
                                                              MARCH 18, 2010
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MOTION TO ENJOY

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      OKAY, SO THE OMG  is not a bad OMG, it's more like an "OMG, the past two days have been way too much fun!" So here is an update of life:  

1.

     My One Last Shot At Greatness Dance Montage performance was on yesterday.

2.

     I nearly fell over in front of the entire audience during the performance.

3.

     Ron and his shaky camera work captured all of it!

4.

     Tonight was the Talent Show.

5.

     I was originally supposed to do some stand up comedy, but...... that never happened.

6.

     I was, however, able to get some pretty interesitng video.

7.

     I got W.J. doing his Dru Hill skit....Hilarious.

8.

     Ms. E.G. doing her thang on the mic, belting out ...well, I forgot....and apparently she did, too, cause in the middle she stopped to remember the words! LOL. But it was all good, cause she can blow, even if it's just the alphabet.

9.

     Brady Baby was doing his thang on the floor, straight N.O style. Same as Hammy-Hamm and his makeshift hankerchief! 

10.

     Fric and I won the "Always Together (Let Me Tell U 'Bout My BestFriend) Award, complete with matching friendship bracelets and yo-yos.

     WHEREFORE, the following being said shall be proof that I had a blast these last two days. Now it is back to reality. Oh, boy!

                                                                                   _______________________________

                                                                                   A. Brooks Stevenson

                                                                                  

It Was So Good...

It has been forever,
Since we were together.
Like this, 
Is how it should always be.
I love the way you hold me,
Control me.
Consume me, 
Abuse me.
Your body is like my temple,
On which I pray.
Never shall I wish your love away.
For as long as I live
I shall remember this day.
It was so good...

I Have A Slight Problem...

I
  think
          I
            may
                   have
                           a
                              slight
                                       problem.

See,

            I

                                                                                           have   

                                                                                                    these           

                                                                                                              dreams.                     

More                                  

like                                             

visual                                                     

Fantasies.

Okay, enough of that. What I am referring to is my infatuation with a so-called "juvie". But I can't help it! He is so darn sexy. I mean, no 17 year old boy should make me wish for younger days, should he? No! He shouldn't. Anyway, everytime I see him I get all flushed and red and then I start breathing fast. But this only occurs when he takes off his shirt and reveals his chest to me! (oh, I can visualize it now...eek!) <----- See, this is what he does to me! Help! 

In my defense, my "main dude" has a banging body, too. He makes me swoon also (just not as much, lol). Okay, I am sleepy now...

peace.

~Brooks

                                                                                     

ODE to Verizon

ode to
VERIZON

how i hate you so

i hate you so

u shall never know
the way i hate

your guts.

i hate you like the first rain drop

to fall on my hair
after i just got it pressed

and i'm about to go to a party

but i can't

cause it started to rain

and now my hair is a flop.

i hate u now
more than ever

especially after i just talked to
"rick" and he could not help me

at all

especially after he suggested i pay the entire bill
and then have the other bill payer

reimburse me...!
wtf?
is that really on the scripted list of ish

to say to ppl trying to pay the bill!

i hate u...
**************************************************************************

*Scream*

I...

I just...

I just want...

I just want to...

I just want to SCREAM!

Why?

Because...
Because I...
Because I freagin overslept
and
couldn't print on my stupid computer
and
because my darn battery died
and
because...

I missed the freagin
MPRE!

I paid $60 to register for this test only to miss it the day off. Now I am gonna be one of those sad a$$ MPRE takers who is forced to take it after I pass the BAR (knock on wood).

So, Friday night until 12 I was up studying. And then I went to bed. And then I woke up and realized it was darn near ( oh, I gave up swearing for Lent) 7 o'clock. *scream*

So, it's 7 o'clock and I remember that I forgot to print out my ticket so I go to do that, only to find out that my stoopid printer will not work if only one cartridge is in, and I only have one cartridge in. *scream*

Now its 8 o'clock and I am in the car. I turn the key and..... Click, click, click. My milfin battery is dead! *scream*

It's now 8:45, the test is at 9 and I have just found out (the hard way) that Ofiice Depot, KinkosFed Ex and my school library do not open until 9. Who the f* is closed on Saturday at 8? Do ppl not need ish printed at 8 in the morning?!

Well, to make this story even shorter, it's now 8:50 and I am passing up the Dalrymple exit (the LSU exit where the test is being proctered) and I just decide to keep driving because I figure the test is about to begin and I have no ticket and no idea where Himes Hall is located.

Yep, that's how it went. Oh, and let me tell ya the BEST part..... I could have gotten the procters to print my ticket out for me the entire time! I love it! I love it...

The END.

~Brooks

Um, Yeah....

Um,

yeah.

So all that noise I was talking yesterday was un justified.

In fact, they love me.
They love me so much

they were practically begging me

to re-join the dance team.
I mean, moi! Tres chic....

LOL

But
anyway.

It's understandable,

i guess.

So i am officially a member of the

dance team , or

My One Last Shot at Greatness Dance Montage.
whichever is clever.

I am so sleepy and i feel this blog
exemplifies my

disorientation
and
disattachment

with the world
at
this moment.

Uh, I'm going to bed
now.

the MPRE is

tomorrow.

peace.

~Brooks

Hurt Feelings.....Sad Face

Okay,
u guessed it....

my Feelings are Hurt.

Why?

becaue I suck at anything that

requires rhythm
(.....except that).

Let me tell you about it.

i joined a Dance group at school.
for all purposes it shall be referred to as
My One Last Shot at Greatness Dance Montage.

so, i joined with a friend (mainly it was her idea, and i tagged along)
i mean, how Hard could it be? right?

WRONG.

it was uber hard.

i recorded my first practice.
not only did i come to the conclusion that my green
yoga pants are unflaterring to my
toosh,
but
also, i kinda look like a lame duck when
i dance.

you know,
the one duck that takes a little longer to
FLy
from the lake?

yeah, that's me.
not to mention that I have no
FormAl trainIng what soever in
anything resembling dance.

oh, and I can't remember a simple 8-count sequence
without looking around.

by the time i remember the steps, its on to something else
and I am again lost!

so, Brooks' dancing days are
No MORE.....

i have made my
PEaCe
with this decision.

it is my suggestion that
yoU do also,

peace.


~Brooks