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And Another Thing

Days go by so fast - and mostly, I just lay in bed, dreaming them away. But I do catch one or two things here and there. Recently, the brouhaha about Caroline Kennedy wanting to be the next senator from New York and Obama's selection of Rick Warren to do the invocation have given me more than a laugh.

The Rick Warren thing is a little more substantive to me. Mostly because I voted no on Prop 8 and think that gays should be allowed to marry. I find positions that demonize gays flat out wrong. But I think Obama's choice of Warren was a stroke of genius. I do not disagree with it at all. I think it is turning the other cheek in a reverse way. His choice of Warren is a big slap in the face to the right wing of this country. It is not a present or an implicit agreement to their views. It is showing them that we can be/are bigger. What has been the biggest problem with the Bush administration? Ignoring half of the country, that's what. W would never have given an eq…

The Christmas Carol I Wish I Could Sing...


Saying Goodbye

I haven't felt too creative these days. I guess you could say that's happening a lot to me lately. But this time, I promise, I have good reason. That picture below -- of me and my girls? These days, there are just two of us. Yeah, the economy really does suck the big one. I lost my assistant. I'm sure she's doing just fine - happy to be without the pressures of a place that she really didn't care much for. It's me that I'm feeling sorry for - oh, and skinny gal. We're the ones left behind to scramble and hustle.
But we have to care about the work, right? I mean, we could be without a job in the blink of an eye. So be happy.
Take it. Smile. Don't complain.
I'm very tired, but can't sleep much. Guess you call that worry. Stress. And we know what stress does to me.
Don't get me wrong, I am very happy to have a job - heck, have my career. But I am tired and annoyed and mad, all at the same time. I look over at my little love and I sigh.

Me & My Girls

Ndel takes home an industry award. It's fun to beam with the gals - Skinny & Lanky.

Fione Series of the Year

True Blood
Okay, when's the last TV show that had so many fione men on it - Lost? Well, move on over, the HBO series True Blood has many hot, hot mens! It's raining men. Hallelujah!
Alexander Skarsgard

A tall (6'4") Swede! Son of actor Stellan Skarsgard, he's foine. Can't wait to see more of him - I might even catch Generation Kill.

Stephen Moyer

A Brit who actually looks better outside of the series. I don't recall seeing him before, but I look forward to seeing him again.

Sam Trammell

He's such a cutie - another unfamiliar face, but I like that. New things to see!

Ryan Kwanten

An Aussie - ain't seen him either, but man, you gotta check out the body on this one!

Nelsan Ellis

Oh, he's so cute and great as Lafayette; I could think about becoming a fag hag for him!

The sad news is that Sunday was the season finale - be sure you catch it in reruns. I think you'll find it captivating. Trust me.

Now THAT'S a Smart, Sexy, Sassy Lady!

When someone thinks you know something (even if your answer is wrong) and is impressed by that answer, shouldn't you get the benefit of a royally fabulous fuck?
I mean, with your (supposed) right answer instantly makes you smart, right?
And smart makes you sexy, right? At least that's what all the men tell those survey takers.
And smart + sexy = sassy, right? I mean, if you're smart enough to know you're sexy and actually think you're sexy, that's sexy.
So, do I tell Mr. Casablanca that, in spite of all of the aversion, the pretense, the denials and the regrets -- he's got to admit this:
I'm a smart, sexy, sassy woman and he's the one who's losing out.
If I can admire his familiarity with Black History, he can admire my familiarity with world geography and American lit.
Is sex with a smart person better than sex with a skinny one? By that measure, I guess sexy is better with a smart, skinny person. Maybe.
Guess it all depends on who's doing the grad…

The Pictures I'd Take!

I like that digital cameras are so easy to use. I don't like that most pictures I take with my digital camera go into the digital pictures black hole. Most of those things will never see the light of day. Before I got my upgraded Blackberry, I kept thinking every time I saw something interesting on the street, "I wish I had a camera phone; that'd be cool to post on the blog!" Like the time I saw a fairly done up lady pushing herself in a wheelchair in spiked heels. I sat here trying to think of those other "I wish" moments, but they escape me at the moment.
Now that I have a camera phone, I've discovered that it's not very good. And it's slow. Oh, and everything in the frame must be absolutely still. Try that with an almost four year-old. So, I apologize upfront for the crappy quality of some of the pics. I'm presently waiting for my recharger so that the Nikon can take up permanent status as the digital camera of choice. Regardless, I still …

Too Much TV

Well, now that the campaign is finally over and not sucking all of the air out of the room - we can get to the new TV season. I am the first to admit that I am a junkie, always have been, always will be. I mean, the invention of the DVR is the best thing next to --- heck, sliced bread, for heaven's sake! I love that thing. I can go to sleep, since I'm so lazy. I can not miss shows when there's a conflict. I don't have to worry about specials. I'm so TV crazy that I want to get a Slingbox and a Slingcatcher.
Pretty cool gadgets. The Slingbox allows you to beam to multiple televisions as well as to be able to watch your own television, DVR or BluRay from your laptop anywhere in the world. The Slingcatcher allows you to take stuff of the Net and play it on your 50 inch plasma television. That means full length episodes on the network sites, YouTube, or films on demand from Netflix (yeah, member of that too). It also allows you to transmit your own photos or video to y…

High Definition

Victory is so sweet, especially in high definition.

Actually, it's my theory that CNN has been winning the cable ratings war because they broadcast in high def.

As I said to Mr. Casablanca, "why would you watch it any other way," after he chided me for advertising my 50 incher to watch CNN in high def tonight. I'll post pictures of us hanging out, crying and screaming later.


A black president.

Oh my.

I was actually impressed with McCain's concession speech. It was the best of the campaign. Too bad the campaign is over.

Is it me or does the world feel different? More at peace? More possibilities?

Somehow I don't think so.

It's Done

Has to be one of the happiest day of my life, after the birth of my son. Amazing. Amazing.

Ladies and Gentlement, the President of the United States of America

When they called Ohio, it was over. Just waiting for the call for 270...

I Could Do It

I don't feel so mad about the revelation that the RNC spent around $150k on clothes for the Palin clan. Heck, I could spend that amount just on myself. For instance, check out this suit that I would find myself in daily, if I could afford it:
Dior jacket - $1,990 Dior skirt - $790 Wolford tights - $58 Dior tote - $1,400 Dior booties - $790
Total - $5,028
See how easy it is? No problem for me to spend up that $150k.... Maybe I oughta think about running for office. With my flawed background and questionable allegiances, being all liberal, I think I'd be a shoe in. But, I'd definitely have to keep the clothes after I lost. For sure.

Fione Man of the Month

Ari Melber

He caught my eye the other day online; it was an exchange that I initially missed, but lemme tell ya, I'll be looking out for him in the future! Smart, articulate and fione???? Oh, a girl can't ask for much more - except maybe boatlods of money!
Ari is the Net movement correspondent for The Nation magazine, the oldest political weekly in America, a writer for The Nation’s campaign blog and a columnist for Politico. He is currently traveling with the Obama Campaign for The Washington Independent, and a contributing editor at the Personal Democracy Forum, a nonpartisan website covering technology’s impact on democracy.

Check him out in action:

Been to Heck & Back

"Should I give up or should I just keep chasing pavements? Even if it leads nowhere?"


I have no substantive update on Mr. Casablanca, other than I have laid eyes on him and exchanged a few words. Can I say that his smile is magical? The inquisitive tilt of his head and the laughing sparkle of his eyes roped me in again. I guess you could say that I am still smitten. Nope, not much has changed at all.

Well, except that I'm going to keep saying it, Barack Obama is the next President of the United States. Vote. Vote. Vote. Those down ticket races need it!!!!!

Oh, and I have finally decided on a new Fione Man of the Month. Although, I think that he's going to really be the Fione Man of the Quarter. What's up with fabulous men? Where the heck are they????

More later...

If I don't get a coughing fit in the meantime....

Black Power

Where have I been? Nowhere special, believe me. I've been sick - oh that cough. And I've been to the shelter. Never get dog or cat from anywhere other than your local shelter. James and Emily - Cam named them for tank engines on Thomas the Tank Engine TV show. They are so sweet and I've needed that this past week. You'd think, me all alone, okay not alone, Cam has been sick too; but still, laying on my ass - I should have written something. All I could do is read about the election. Oh, the election.

Barack Obama will be the next president of the United States; I promise.

Other than that, I just watched both "Mr. Smith Goes to Washington" and "Citizen Kane" for the first time. I liked CK more than MSGTW - even though I'm a big Frank Capra fan. "It Happened One Night" is one of my faves.

I'm here and announcing that Mr. Casablanca is back -- I'll have more later this week; I hope.

Oh Yeah, Fey It

Auto Me

So, you wanna know where the heck I've been? Well, lemme tell ya, nowhere all good, that's where. I've been pretty run down, mostly distracted and not liking life a whole heck of a lot, but also really, really tired. It came to a head two weeks ago, with what started with (I thought) a bug bite. But you know that's not what it was, right?
After a week of suffering, it was confirmed that I had shingles. Yes, yucky, nasty, very painful shingles. Luckily for me, it was a very mild case of them. I had the devil's own elixir, steroids (sprayer) that really slowed the spread down and dried out the blisters. But, I was still infectious, so home I stayed. Oh man, shingles hurt - like acid on your skin. Never any fun.
So, I suppose I could have been writing very creatively every day for your enjoyment, Dear Reader, or I could have rested and not thought about much but the Repuglicant convention. Okay, that's exactly what I ended up doing. I guess that I felt my blood pre…

How Could I Not?

Say something about the abysmal choice by John McSame of Gov. Sarah Palin?

Are you fucking kidding me?

What's In A Label?

The other day, I was thinking about Jaime Cullum, a fabulous young artist who does kick ass covers of standards as well as his own original material. I've been a fan since I heard him on NPR a few years ago. Jaime's pretty awesome and I can't wait to finally see him in person - tearing up his piano on the stage. I happened to mention the talented twenty-something to a friend who remarked, "isn't he on.....?" some label. I had to admit that I indeed, had no idea from what label the two albums of his I own were minted. As a matter of fact, when I thought about it, I had no idea on what labels artists in my own iPod released their albums under. It occurred to me that record companies have lost their identity and therefore, their relevance.
Just think, remember back in the day - the association between the artist and the label was strong. Remember record labels like this? Or how about this? I still have strong memories connected to the album, "Let It Be"…

Who's Fit? Wii's Fit!

I'd like to say that I've been out climbing mountains, winning Olympic gold medals in swimming or saving the world from McCain, but alas, I have not been doing any of those things. What I have been doing is trying to carve out 1/2 hour a day to work out on my new Wii Fit. Oh, yes, I did get one for my birthday (thank you GF Tracy!) and I absolutely love it! I am the first to admit that I am zero on the physical activity scale (and my belly, thighs, arms. legs - you get the idea - show it!). I'm not getting any younger you know, so something had to be done. And let me tell ya', that something was most definitely not going to happen in a gym or walking the mean streets of my neighborhood. So, Wii Fit comes to the rescue.
I can do not only aerobic exercise, but I can also yoga and most importantly for me, balance exercises that are helping my ankles (remember those things?) heal. I actually wish I had a Wii Fit near the beginning of the year, just as I was coming off of p…

On Presumption

DRs, as you know, I've been totally obsessing on the presidential campaign, watching - in total Road to the White House, Hardball and Countdown via DVR. The latest buzz word is "presumptuous" - as in Obama is. Well, what do you know? As a BW, I hear "uppity negro". Yeah, right. I suppose that is what any successful person of color has heard over the course of their career. It's the "black tax" - we have to work harder, be smarter, think faster, be nicer, and look, well, nonthreatening while doing it. How on earth does one do all of those things and be "nonthreatening"? Change is always threatening; always - without question. Powers that be/are - hopefully going away, are scared that they will be gone, swept away by competence.
Yes, that's it - Obama is confident. He is capable. And smart. And fast. It is his job to convince us, The People, that he is ready on day one.
I think he's doing a fine job. Go head man!
As an uppity, presu…

Just Because


Thoughts on Thoughts

They call me lazy.Not actually, I call myself lazy. Gosh, am I tired these days. The last couple of weeks, I have been trying to figure out just why no urge to write; no urge to clean; no urge to do. Well, that's now true. I have been doing things. I have been going on little weekend jaunts (two cruises and two weekends in Palm Springs so far) and that's all I've been wanting to do - get away. In the spring, I thought I wanted a party to celebrate my 40th. Now, I'm totally off that idea. Parties don't sound fun to me. Okay, that's not totally true - if someone else would do the planning, the shopping, the cleaning and the paying, I'd be totally for one big, blowout. But, it's up to me - everybody is broke, including yours truly.

I have not wanted to date either. However, I have always wanted a cocktail. Okay, not really the issue - no obvious suspects on the horizon for that either. Doesn't matter - I am still in Mr. Casablanca space - no one quite…

Fione Man of the Month

Chris Botti
I am mucho excited - on Wednesday I'm heading out to the Chris Botti & Orchestra show at the Hollywood Bowl. His special guest will be Cassandra Wilson, my favorite jazz singer. Not only is Mr. Botti very, very talented on the trumpet, my Dad's instrument, he is absolutely gorgeous. When I put him on for my Dad, he was mightily impressed - I didn't show him a picture of CB - he might have rethought his talented pronouncement. So, now that I'm grown, and I bought somewhat decent seats, I can look at Mr. Botti with abandon, not on the jumbo tron (note to self: just in case, bring/rent/steal/borrow some binoculars so you can ogle real close up).

Whenever I figure out how to add a clip of some of his music to the blog, I will! Viva Chris Botti - thanks for not being just a pretty face!


Well, in case you didn't figure it out, there were no, I said no fione men on the cruise - taken or otherwise. It was so strange. And so frustrating. I almost wrote on the comment card (that was filled with a bunch of stuff), "get cuter men". I figured that would negate all of my previous, very valid complaints about the trip - you know, the lousy food, the insulting shows, the lack of enthusiasm from the crew... Valid stuff all around.

Skip Carnival - the trailers are practically pulled behind the ship.

Back to Royal Caribbean. I'm actually thinking of skipping a birthday party and just relaxing when I can. Call it the summer of me.


Tracy and I are off to Mexico for another cruise this weekend - mostly to celebrate that birthday - yipee! I can't wait. I sure do hope that there are some fione men to be seen; the fewer clothes the better.

I am not a candidate for an open position in my company any longer; they pulled a dick cheney and chose one of the search committee to be the candidate. Oh well. I guess I can be better off staying with my gals, knowing my job and not having to work my fingers to the bones. I did get a new Blackberry -- with a camera, so I will be taking random pictures and posting them from now on.
No man compares to Mr. Casablanca so far in my eyes. It's actually quite annoying. There have got to be great guys out there, right?
I've consolidated, refinanced, paid off and budgeted. Why do I still feel broke?
My stomach and my thighs are not getting any smaller. But the good news is, neither are my tits.
I tried fried crickets today - insects really are the new protein you know. They weren&…

Wonder Reintroduced

I got the chance to go to the movies last week - and boy was I glad that our schedule got all mixed up, that we had to make a change in our choice of film. Godsister KK wanted to see Sex & the City after ten months in Ghana. (SATC isn't the only thing I'd want to see after ten months in Africa, that's all I've got to say...) I was surely up to it, being a SATC fan; although I was fine waiting until it debuted on HBO, like I do for most films. For her, SATC would be just fine on a warm Friday afternoon. Then we ran out of time and options to take care of Cam, so we had to pick something child-friendly -- his first movie in the theater. We choose Wall-E.
Boy am I glad that we did.
I loved this film. I found it the perfect pitch of humor, romance, message, smarts and wonder - yes, wonder. Wonder is something quite missing from our lives today. How beautiful is a lighter bringing forward a yellow middle surrounded by a halo of blue? Do we recall the simplicity and perf…

It Was My Birthday!!!!

Dinner at Hatfield's with Tracy, KK, Lanky & Spermy (I'll explain in a later post...) this past Wednesday, June 25th, my 40th birthday. Guess what my wish was.....

Playgirls at the Playboy

Yes, it's that time of year - the annual funfest that is the Playboy Jazz Festival at the Hollywood Bowl this past weekend. Again, it was fun, fun, fun. And, imagine that more IBMs (ideal black males) - yet, this time, we thought they were gay and I had just enough alcohol in me to ask the question. Talk about offended. Whew. Guess that's why I like the vanilla guys - they don't seem to get so upset about such drunken questions as this... A few shots of Trace, Mike, Dan and I drinking, laughing, eating, and well, smiling....

Can't wait until next year!

Fione Man of the Month

Russell Wong
This month, I am giving some love to the Asian brothers out there. And why not? My first crush in life was on Peter Chang in kindergarten! Let me not mention that it was because he reminded me of Bruce Lee... I'm not especially drawn to Asian men, what I am attracted to are handsome, sexy, smart men -- no matter the race or ethnicity. A lot of people don't know who Russell is, although, they've probably seen him in movies like The Joy Luck Club or Romeo Must Die. My favorite is the 80s indie, Eat a Bowl of Tea, a completely charming film not seen by nearly enough folk. Oh, and he has a half black daughter... Oh, you gotta love a man who is open to cross the racial line! Now ladies, give it up for Russell, he's most assuredly, an Asian God!

Many Mes

Oh me oh my... such is life. Trace and I had a very nice time in Palm Springs at this fabulous spot we found - Hotel Zoso, with lovely rooms, appointed in a tasteful, modern manner with a 42 inch flat screen television. I also liked the pool table in the lobby and live jazz with Sunday breakfast (although not a traditional champagne brunch). As for (straight) man hunting - nada, zilch. Palm Springs is a cross between West Hollywood and Boca Raton. Oh, there were couples, who wants them? But no one I could sink my teeth in (literally).

As I wrote last week, we're also going on another cruise over the 4th of July holiday weekend. This time, we're going to try Carnival for the party factor. As I told my work buddy Chris today - at least I have a life; it involves alcohol, dancing and the opposite sex. Just barely though. The cruise was full of men - none of them keepable or even memorable. They were eye candy - there for the cougar taking (get it, I will officially be a cougar on …

A Few Thoughts

I'm resting up, so just a few thoughts:


Ladies and gentlemen, he will be the next president of the United States.


On the cruise - we've already booked the next one for the 4th of July weekend. I expect that one to be even more fun, although it's just gonna be me and Tracy and not a foursome. I got some jewelry. I'm just drying out, so give me a minute to rest up!


Cruise Me

Hey all - I am off for my first cruise tomorrow. I'm so excited. Hopefully, I'll have lotsa good stories to share upon my return.

Have a great weekend!

Poetry Monday


Without joining it all,
Without actually grasping the essence,
I touched the appex;
the grades
the rules
the gains.

I reached out and melted the atom
toppled the Great Wall
rid the earth of roaches
cured all diseases
And righted the wrongs of the human race.

I penetrated Fort Knox
ended Apartheid
stopped the wars
healed the scars.
And eradicated hunger and poverty.

I solved the Mid East crisis
brought the world powers to their knees
balanced the budget
Even paid off the National Debt.

I reunited the cells
spoke with the dolphins
Ah, yes
I even sold more soda than Coca Cola.

I did it all
When I pressed the button.

revised: 11/05/93

Still Smarting

A particularly articulate and eloquent comment on Talking Points Memo inspired me to the following response:

Thank you so very much for putting in words exactly what I've been feelingand thinking these last few days. Fear is not my friend, and unfortunately, fear has been sitting next to me since I heard these words spoken by someone seeking the highest office in the land. I beat it back, asking for my real friend, Hope, to come back, sit on my shoulder and encourage me further. Sometimes Hope answers my call and yet, fear returns when I happen to see or read the apologists or just plain lugheaded pundits describe these daggers as a "gaffe" or "poor choice of words". There were not, are not and will never be such misnomers. She voiced fear and now it is here and won't go away anytime soon. At least not until many years have passed, Obama is an elder statesmen, advising future progressive candidates on his very successful eight years in the White House and al…

What Could Have Been

Okay, I'm finally sitting down to watch Casino Royale with Daniel Craig making his inaugural appearance as Mr. Bond. Now, I am a HUGE Clive Owen fan and thought he should have assumed the mantle. Plenty of folks told me I was wrong, especially after seeing the finished product. But, while Craig is more than serviceable in the role, I cannot help but notice the my man Clive would have been better.

Yeah, I know I shouldn't rant against casting decisions already made, but as I'm thinking of who should be my next Fione Man of the Month, I'm just soo very upset that I've already named Clive!!!

If they just listed to me, all would be fine, I'm sure of it.

Middle Movement or End Game?

Responses can be so unsavory, so unwanted, so hurtful.
I am sorry but I have started seeing someone. I waited to write you back because I wanted to see how the weekend went with her. We went to Palm Springs and had a good time. I am going to give her a try and see how things go. If she becomes a crazy bitch I will be sure to contact you:)

Take Care,
Funny enough, I smiled as I shared this response with Skinny Gal. She got all excited and thought for sure that he and I were headed to date city. I can't even tell you how relieved I was after I read it. Not that I read it carefully. I skipped over the sentence on his waiting until after their weekend... Hey, a girl's gotta hold on to something, right? I responded:
Well, I'm glad to see that you're at least taking care of yourself a little bit ;-) Be positive -- why on earth would you bother with someone who could devolve into a beotch, right? You've got better taste than that! Know that it's still official …

UPDATE: Chasing the Dream

Responses to rarely received emails are hard to do, but I did it -- yes, I did right away (although I'm not telling you about it DR until two weeks later)! I had issues with formatting here on Blogspot, so this post sat, half done for four days. Now, I know you've stopped your oh-so exciting life waiting for an update on what passes for romance between myself and MC. And here you are - the first shot in my last salvo to see if he is indeed The One:

Hey [MC],

First and foremost, how are you doing? I don't imagine you're taking real good care of yourself, but still... I just left you a voicemail - basically saying that I was planning on giving you a call to check in, precisely because we hadn't talked in a while. I hope after all this time that you know me and that I didn't take any offense. If anything, I thought perhaps I had over shot my wad, so I thought it was best to leave you to do what you - do - work on elevators. Where were they going to move you - the jo…

Calling Me On

I caught "The Matchmaker" the other night and saw that this song that I've been looking forever was on the soundtrack. I'm really glad I found it. I had no idea it's by Robbie Williams, an artist I really like. Who knows who's the one?

I am sooooo mad

Just a few words before I catch a nap - I will have an update on Mr. Casablanca this weekend. Right now, I am so pissed at Hillary Clinton for her remarks yesterday that I've been beside myself. If you haven't seen Keith Olbermann's special comment, you really should:

She should withdraw NOW!

BREAKING NEWS - The First Goodbye

I'm shocked I tell ya, just shocked. This morning I opened up my email box to find a note from Mr. Casablanca. Yup, he's baaaack! He's back, telling me that he's now gone. He's no longer at my building, off to another job quite far away. In his email, he writes that he knows we hadn't talked in a while, but he hoped it was not him. In fact, it was him or rather, how I interpreted him. I was sure he was not interested, so I decided to shut down and withdraw gracefully (something Hillary could learn a thing or two about). I wasn't mean or difficult - not even distant - I simply did not call or seek him out. Simple enough - I had to save my sanity. When I did give him a ring just to "check in" as we used to call it, I asked how he was doing and he said he had not been feeling well lately; he'd been to the doctor and even he could not really tell him what was wrong. He was going to have some tests done.

Chest pains - something to send a chill down …

Poetry Sunday - Happy Mother's Day


She reminds
of a lovely siren

She reminds
of a greek goddess
performing miracles

She reminds
of a friend

A friend so special
She stands by me
So special
She helps me
So special
She's my mother...


May 2nd - LoveBabz - No, LOVE Babz!

There is nowhere to hide. The time is growing short. May 2nd will be here before you can blink an eye. I don't know why I was hiding in the first place. Okay, that's not exactly true. I had been formulating in my head what the heck I was going to write in honor of Lovebabz's birthday. Writing on demand has eluded me for years now - probably the main reason why I did not pursue writing as a career. Perhaps I got myself into a tizzy unnecessarily. In short, no poetry for you.
No, I think my poetry is sappy and Babz is anything but sappy. Is it possible to admire someone you've only read on the Net? Rhetorical question - because I know that the answer is yes. As I read Babz's blog each day, I learn more and more about the amazing human being she is. I found Babz on and to be truthful, she's the only one I found that I stuck with. Her story, her life, her thoughts give me just a little more appreciation each day.
We all have our stories; we have our tears…

Let's End the Bitterness

Okay, this is ridiculous -- Senators Clinton & McCain are drumming up a whole lotta nothing about Obama's remarks about people in the rust belt being bitter and turning to religion or guns or whatever, because they no longer believe that the government serves their interest. Truth to power? Yes.

He further clarifies his comments today:

We, as a people must take back our government. Let's start by electing a once in lifetime politician, Barack Hussein Obama.

Sign the Another Bitter Hoper for Obama petition right now!

Flashback Video

Ah, the beauty, the beat, the bodies... Take a walk down memory lane...

Looking for Love in All the Wrong Places

Anyone watching this cycle of The Bachelor? I tuned in because the bachelor this year is Matt from London. And do I have tell you how much I love accents? And London? And dreamy men?

Didn't think so.

Ain't he a cutie?

I've watched the series off and on but stopped about three years ago because the cast of characters never seemed to change. I started watching in the first place to cheer on the BW (if there was one) of the group. And don't think it's escaped me that there has only been one Latina (who won the guy, I might remind you) and no - yes no Asian past the first round. Now I know there have got to be a lot more of our yellow sistahs that want to get in on the white boy action. Usually, the black sistah is gone by round three at the latest, but this cycle has the token still around. Now, don't get your hopes up -- apparently she has a big blow out with the other gals (gawd, could they cast more typical white chicks puhleese!) next week. I expect her to be go…