My fave movies, AKA movies that I will watch if they come on tv, no matter how many times I have seen it.
Four Jobs I've Had in My Life
1. Tourist informant
3. ice-cream scooper ( and ice-cream scooper manager!)
4. smoothie maker
Four Movies I Could Watch Over and Over, and Have
1. Fight Club
2. The Professional (AKA "Leon")
4. Titanic (Don't laugh!! It's a guilty pleasure...)
Four Places I Have Lived
1. Marrero, Louisiana
2. Marrero, Louisiana
3. Marrero, Louisiana
4. I'll give you one guess...
Four TV Shows I Love To Watch
1. Family Guy
4. Good Eats
Four Places I Have Been On Vacation
1. El Segundo/Los Angeles, California
2. New York City, New York
3. Orlando, Florida
4. Hot Springs, Arkansas
Four Websites I Visit Daily
2. Batman on Film
3. A selection of blogs
Four Favorite Foods
1. Fried Potatoes
2. sauteed vegetables
4. dad's gumbo...especially his duck and oyster...mmm
Four Places I Would Rather Be Right Now
1. New York City, New York
2. Brandon, Mississippi
3. Grand Canyon, Arizonia
4. New Zealand/Austrailia
Four People Whom I Tag Next
at 6:45 PM
So there I was, trashing files and documents on my computer in which all it was doing was taking up space, when I come across the following. Funny with a touch of truth...and I completely forget I was going to post this, like, about 2 months ago. Oops!
Things I have learned from watching CNN about the hurricane coverage:
1. The hurricane only hit black families property.
2. New Orleans was devastated and no other city was effected by the hurricane.
3. Mississippi is reported to have a tree blown down.
4. New Orleans has no white people.
5. The hurricane blew a limb off a tree in the yard of an Alabama resident.
5. When you are hungry after a hurricane, steal a big screen tv.
7. The hurricane did 23 billion dollars in improvements in New Orleans.
8. Now the city is on welfare and looter and gang free, because they are in your city.
9. Don’t give thanks to the thousand that came to rescue you, instead, bitch because the government hasn’t given you a debit card.
10. Only black families were separated in the hurricane rescue efforts.
11. Ignore warnings to evacuate and the white folks will come get you and give you money for being stupid.
at 7:50 AM
**Warning: This post contains explicit language. Parental guidance is highly suggested...if you care.
I just finished watching the movie Crash not even 30 minutes ago. The last time I cried that hard, I was mourning over my city.
In summary, the movie stirred the shit out of my emotions because it dealt with racism, a subject that is on the top of my list of subjects that make me fucking angry. I never knew that racism was going to be the main theme of the film. It's not like I would not have rented it if i knew, I simply would have been better prepared.
For those of you readers who haven't seen it, rent it. Borrow it. Buy it. I just highly recommend that you get your hands on it.
There were so many disturbing scenes. Many of them makes you reflect on your own life and the experiences that you have had.
One thing I couldn't get out of my mind is my own views. As I stated above, I hate racism with a passion. I strongly dislike people who will simply not open their eyes and see that there is more to life than stereotypical labels. I was shocked to learn about a side of my dad that I never knew existed when, years ago, my parents and I had a casual conversation about dating. After I jokingly stated that there were times when I wanted to date a black guy just to peeve off my somewhat racist grandma. My dad countered with "she's not the one you need to worry about" quite sternly and very seriously. I was speechless. I gave a look to my mom, with her only explanation of my dad's view (which even surprised my mom) was that he was his mother's son. I can't exactly say that makes things any better.
The older I get, the more I realize that society plants the seed for these racist views. I mean that more in the sense of communities. I'm surrounded by a lot of white folk who speak of black people as if they are a disease. Here's an example:
I grew up in the Westminister subdivision down here in LA. My parents bought it less than a year before I was born. I loved growing up there. It was a cultural haven, with a mixture of white, black and Asian people living on our street. (Though I must point out, there really was that many families the were white, maybe 1/3.) The neighborhood was great. It was like a big family. Unfortunately, only five years after being born, a hurricane blew in and flooded the entire subdivision. about 1/3 (no, not the white 1/3, silly) of the neighborhood said the heck with it and moved out. We stayed and watched over the next 15 years a decline in our neighborhoods character. It no longer was diverse, with more black families moving in. The people that moved in didn't seem to be considerate or heck, not even nice. A man called the police on my dad b/c my dad went over to the guy's house to ask him to watch his trash. (It mysteriously kept appearing in our backyard. The guy lived behind us.) We all realized after that, the neighborhood we knew was no more. What kind of neighborhood is it when you can't even settle your problems without the police being involved? We moved about two years after. We lived there for 23 years, and the only thing we were going to miss was our next door neighbor who were there since day one.
Now every once in awhile I get asked where I grew up from my customers at the local restaurant I work at. Now get this, every single time I tell them Westminister, there eyes bug out and the question always arises from their lips, "Isn't that a black neighborhood?" You can here in their voices a "WTF were you doing living there?" The same theory is always told to me that the neighborhood went downhill b/c of "the blacks" moved in. I swear, they talk about them as if they were roaches, those mother-fucking bastards. How small minded can you get?
My upbringing was a combination of people of different cultures, extremely open-minded, and a combination of subtle racists. I seen comedy sketches of a black guy going undercover in the white world simply to see they act different when white is the only color around. Sadly, that is true in some places. I live in a city that has those crowds of people that think just b/c I'm white, I must think the same way they do.
I just wish that people werent so hung up on skin color and statistics. America refers to anyone who's not white to be a minority, when I don' think that's the case at all. It's us open-minded folk, who see what's going on around here. Those of us that can't seem to figure out when it will all end. It probably never will because we mainly live in a close-minded neighborhood.
at 3:15 PM
I'm in such a great mood today! It's a strange winter day in which it is a perfect 65%. You can't be that.
I just wish I was in this mood Saturday night. And I wish I didn't have so many housechores to do. I wanna go outside and play, WAHHH!!
Editor's note: "65%" link shall only work for today, January the third...unless we luck out again tomorrow!!
at 11:57 AM
I was hoping to put something fresh or new or simply interesting here for the new day, but lo and behold. Eh...
I can't dwell into the tremendous fun I had partying last night in celebration of today, because nothing went down. Heck, just in case you out of towners haven't heard, it was a tad on the foggy side down here. If i had a digital camera, I could've shown you. Alas, I's don't.
I don't have any words of wisdom to pass on or some silly reflection of the year gone by, because it would be just that, silly. Heck, I'm pretty sure I'll be spending a number of years reflecting on the last one.
What I will say is have a good day. And if not, don't let it bring ya down. Every day will turn out like every other, simply a day in the past.
at 7:14 PM