let the superbowl commericals begin

another one bites the dust

Democrat John Edwards bowed out of the race for the White House on Wednesday, saying it was time to step aside “so that history can blaze its path” in a campaign now left to Hillary Rodham Clinton and Barack Obama.

"It is time for me to step aside," said Edwards, ending his second campaign in a hurricane-ravaged section of New Orleans where he began it more than a year ago. “With our convictions and a little backbone we will take back the White House in November.”

Edwards said Clinton and Obama had both pledged that “they will make ending poverty central to their campaign for the presidency.”

Ive been really hard on John Edwards, maybe even unjustified. Reading over his bio, he seems like he may actually be a decent guy, I dunno tho, there is something about him that I dont like. Like New York's mom Sister Patterson said "my third eye tells me he's a freak." lol..

Lets go Hillary!

damaged

Ok so this isnt a video, its actually a sideshow which Im not a fan of, BUT it features Danity Kane's new single DAMAGED. I fucking love this song..

c.r.u.s.h

My newest crush is Brandon Barash! Google him...

getting down to business

America Ferrera, Amber Tamblyn, Hillary and Chelsea Clinton interview..

my thoughts and prayers go out to

The wonderful Cady McClain who recently announced she has a fibroid tumor on her uterus. Thankfully its not cancerous but regardless of that fact anytime surgery is involved there's always risk.

"we all worry, we all struggle, we all dream, we all feel a need to connect with something great in ourselves and outside of ourselves. I guess that’s life.
Thanks for sharing yours with me…" - Ms.McClain

this is how u shop!

no obama bandwagon for me

i cant wait for

seattle's sexiest

Help the Stranger find Seattle’s sex bombs! Every year in February, The Stranger hunts down and photographs Seattle’s sexiest citizens. This year I want you to nominate sexy people you know (LIKE ME) or notice around town. They don’t care about sexy local celebs; they want to hear about Seattle’s sexiest bartender, shoe-salespeople, bike messengers, clerks, fish-throwers, trash-collectors, and college freshmen—all the regular sexy people who make leaving the house worthwhile.

Here’s how to nominate someone: Upload a photo of your sexy friend, barista, dentist, whomever… to The Stranger’s Flickr group. Make sure to tag the photo “seattlesexy.” You should also collect contact information for your nominee—but keep this to yourself for now. We’ll e-mail you via Flickr for that info if your nominee is chosen. The submission deadline is Friday, February 1.

Flicker Site:
http://www.flickr.com/people/strangerphotos/

welcome back

I cant wait to see Sarah Brown back on GH.

for the noisy bitch at work...

The best Fresh Prince clip ever!! Damn I love YouTube, MIND YOUR BUSINESS!!!

back in the limelight

SMG on The Late Show with David Letterman Jan.21st.

sad is not the word

I am SHOCKED by the death of Heath Ledger, wow Heath was an amazing actor, I was a fan of his since 10 Things I Hate About You. It goes to show you never know what someone is dealing with.

checkin out the bright side

MC looking great at a NUDE beach..

26!

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i have a dream

am happy to join with you today in what will go down in history as the greatest demonstration for freedom in the history of our nation.

Five score years ago, a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we stand today, signed the Emancipation Proclamation. This momentous decree came as a great beacon light of hope to millions of Negro slaves who had been seared in the flames of withering injustice. It came as a joyous daybreak to end the long night of their captivity.

But one hundred years later, the Negro still is not free. One hundred years later, the life of the Negro is still sadly crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst of a vast ocean of material prosperity. One hundred years later, the Negro is still languished in the corners of American society and finds himself an exile in his own land. And so we've come here today to dramatize a shameful condition.

In a sense we've come to our nation's capital to cash a check. When the architects of our republic wrote the magnificent words of the Constitution and the Declaration of Independence, they were signing a promissory note to which every American was to fall heir. This note was a promise that all men, yes, black men as well as white men, would be guaranteed the "unalienable Rights" of "Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness." It is obvious today that America has defaulted on this promissory note, insofar as her citizens of color are concerned. Instead of honoring this sacred obligation, America has given the Negro people a bad check, a check which has come back marked "insufficient funds."

But we refuse to believe that the bank of justice is bankrupt. We refuse to believe that there are insufficient funds in the great vaults of opportunity of this nation. And so, we've come to cash this check, a check that will give us upon demand the riches of freedom and the security of justice.

We have also come to this hallowed spot to remind America of the fierce urgency of Now. This is no time to engage in the luxury of cooling off or to take the tranquilizing drug of gradualism. Now is the time to make real the promises of democracy. Now is the time to rise from the dark and desolate valley of segregation to the sunlit path of racial justice. Now is the time to lift our nation from the quicksands of racial injustice to the solid rock of brotherhood. Now is the time to make justice a reality for all of God's children.

It would be fatal for the nation to overlook the urgency of the moment. This sweltering summer of the Negro's legitimate discontent will not pass until there is an invigorating autumn of freedom and equality. Nineteen sixty-three is not an end, but a beginning. And those who hope that the Negro needed to blow off steam and will now be content will have a rude awakening if the nation returns to business as usual. And there will be neither rest nor tranquility in America until the Negro is granted his citizenship rights. The whirlwinds of revolt will continue to shake the foundations of our nation until the bright day of justice emerges.

But there is something that I must say to my people, who stand on the warm threshold which leads into the palace of justice: In the process of gaining our rightful place, we must not be guilty of wrongful deeds. Let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred. We must forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity and discipline. We must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into physical violence. Again and again, we must rise to the majestic heights of meeting physical force with soul force.

The marvelous new militancy which has engulfed the Negro community must not lead us to a distrust of all white people, for many of our white brothers, as evidenced by their presence here today, have come to realize that their destiny is tied up with our destiny. And they have come to realize that their freedom is inextricably bound to our freedom.

We cannot walk alone.

And as we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall always march ahead.

We cannot turn back.

There are those who are asking the devotees of civil rights, "When will you be satisfied?" We can never be satisfied as long as the Negro is the victim of the unspeakable horrors of police brutality. We can never be satisfied as long as our bodies, heavy with the fatigue of travel, cannot gain lodging in the motels of the highways and the hotels of the cities. *We cannot be satisfied as long as the negro's basic mobility is from a smaller ghetto to a larger one. We can never be satisfied as long as our children are stripped of their self-hood and robbed of their dignity by a sign stating: "For Whites Only."* We cannot be satisfied as long as a Negro in Mississippi cannot vote and a Negro in New York believes he has nothing for which to vote. No, no, we are not satisfied, and we will not be satisfied until "justice rolls down like waters, and righteousness like a mighty stream."

I am not unmindful that some of you have come here out of great trials and tribulations. Some of you have come fresh from narrow jail cells. And some of you have come from areas where your quest -- quest for freedom left you battered by the storms of persecution and staggered by the winds of police brutality. You have been the veterans of creative suffering. Continue to work with the faith that unearned suffering is redemptive. Go back to Mississippi, go back to Alabama, go back to South Carolina, go back to Georgia, go back to Louisiana, go back to the slums and ghettos of our northern cities, knowing that somehow this situation can and will be changed.

Let us not wallow in the valley of despair, I say to you today, my friends.

And so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.

I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal."

I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia, the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.

I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a state sweltering with the heat of injustice, sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.

I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.

I have a dream today!

I have a dream that one day, down in Alabama, with its vicious racists, with its governor having his lips dripping with the words of "interposition" and "nullification" -- one day right there in Alabama little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls as sisters and brothers.

I have a dream today!

I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, and every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight; "and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed and all flesh shall see it together."²

This is our hope, and this is the faith that I go back to the South with.

With this faith, we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith, we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith, we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.

And this will be the day -- this will be the day when all of God's children will be able to sing with new meaning:

My country 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing.

Land where my fathers died, land of the Pilgrim's pride,

From every mountainside, let freedom ring!

And if America is to be a great nation, this must become true.
And so let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire.

Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York.

Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of
Pennsylvania.

Let freedom ring from the snow-capped Rockies of Colorado.

Let freedom ring from the curvaceous slopes of California.

But not only that:

Let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia.

Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee.

Let freedom ring from every hill and molehill of Mississippi.

From every mountainside, let freedom ring.

And when this happens, when we allow freedom ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God's children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual:

Free at last! Free at last!

Thank God Almighty, we are free at last!

im loving

Ashlee Simpson's new auburn hair color..

the always gorgeous Zoe Saldana

i love love LOVE cady mcClain

I have gone on and on and on before about my love for Cady McClain. She is such a smart and amazing woman, and both seem to be in a similar point in our lives. I'm honestly feeling pretty shitty tonite, Im doubting the move to the west coast I made, and I'm doubting myself. So like normal when I go to my blog, I check out my links to see if anyone has anything new. I went to Cady's blog and read here newest post,"Black and White" it was the kick in ass that I needed to make me think things over in my life here's a bit of her post.

I read recently about a nifty little technique I shall dub “putting that shit behind you”.

What you do is visualize the memory that may indeed be plaguing you, causing you to obsess perchance, and picture it in black and white, like a faded photograph. I like this because I always have this massive guilt about things, like, I should’ve done that better, If only I had been more patient, that person acting like an asshole must SOMEHOW have been my fault. Of course, it isn’t it wasn’t, there are things that are far beyond my control, duh, but I’d like to be better at LETTING IT GO.

I am a big fan of certain sayings like “let go or be dragged”, that’s a particularly nice visual, but the ego is a curious thing. It wants to figure out how to have its cake and control it, too. Just don’t work that way. The cake IS what the cake IS, and if you are gonna have it, you are gonna pay a certain price. Thems the rules.

Why haven’t I written more? Why don’t I gig? I got bogged down in a depressive state about the things I could not change, it’s as simple as that. Now it’s time to let those things go to the past. They were moments, some were beautiful, some were awful, but the cake was the cake. I ate till I could eat no more.

I have the hardest time letting it go, I said over and over but regardless its still in the back of my mind. Like the saying goes lord give me the strength to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and to have the wisdom to know the difference...

my newest obession..

Japanese Game Show Silent Library, just watch and laugh.

first look

MC's new promo shot for her new album. "THAT CHICK"

people get help

I was checking my email on yahoo when I saw on the main page that Brad Renfo died. Im kinda shocked but not really b/c Brad had a well known past of dealing with drugs and alcohol. Its always a shame when someone dies young especially from something preventable like drug and alcohol abuse. I only hope his death is a wake up call for other members of young Hollywood especially Britney and Lindsay.

much ado about nothing

I'm soooo tired of seeing in the news, magazines and blogs about Jessica Simpson causing problems for her boyfriend Tony Romo. Someone Please tell me why in the hell are people blaming Jessica Simpson for Tony Romo's poor performance against the Giants?? Give me a fucking break, if going on vacation with Jessica Simpson caused Tony to lose his concretion and ability to play football; then maybe homeboy doesn't need to be playing in the first place. So you dumb asses in Dallas, get a fucking life its a only a football game.

dont call it a comeback

she's been around for years...

1st New TV love of 08'

Apparently the show is in its 2ND season but DAMN talk about DRAMA it's full of it. Oxygen's "The Bad Girls Club" It was probably the most entertaining "reality" show out there. It's one of those "I'm going whoop your ass" "What did that bitch just say?" kinda shows. I was rolling in the floor laughing but then again my sense of humor isn't the same as everyone Else's. Oh well, check it out.

F list celeb sighting

Larissa (Bootz) of Flavor of Love and Charm School fame stopped into my work, yesterday and clearly fame has not gone to homegirls head. She was rocking the bedroom slippers in the middle of the day.

1st crush of the new year

HGTV's Color Splash's own DAVID BROMSTAD

ringing in around the world