"For Colored Gworls Whose 30 Minute Lunch Ain't Enuff" An Excerpt

I have recently been inspired to write a premise to a non existent stage play. Here is a monologue and the climax to the play. "8 hours, 8 hours a day, I talk, I listen, I resolve. You mean to tell me that I only have 30 minutes for lunch! By the time I take a leak, and heat my meat, my lunch is complete! This can't be right, I say with all my might, this can't be right! I need to breath, I need to watch TV, I need time for ME! This is a struggle that all of us face. This is a struggle for colored gworls of all races! I've lost all my patience! This has become too much! This is For Colored Gworls Whose 30 Minute Lunch Ain't Enuff!!!"

Deep Thoughts

Deep Yo.

Warped Family Memories

A few minutes ago I started humming a tune. The tune was to Level 3 (8:23 of the vid above) of the original XMen game on Sega Genesis. I immediately started laughing because this game was a favorite among my father, brother and myself. I distinctly remember we were living in Brooklyn at the time and I would wake up in the middle of the night and my dad would be in our room playing this game. He was really good at it too. Another thing that my dad was good at was making up random songs. He came up with a little ditty that went to the music of level 3. The lyrics went along with the bass line, and it went a little something like this:

Come eat my doo doo,
You know you like,
You know you like it, come on and try it.
It just taste like candy and cookies,
I'd bet you would like it, come on and try it.

And then I would come in with the main melody line:

Eat my poooooo
You know it taste so gooooood.
Eat my poooo
You knooow it taaaste sooo goooood.

Yeah, I'm serious, this is the song that my father and my 9 year old self came up with. Now you probably can figure out where my weirdness comes from. He was quite the character, the apple doesn't fall far from the weird tree.

Vlog 2

this is my new vlog (with 'nifty' editing included) ranging on topics such as getting older, confessing love in musical form and chicken.


Postal Script: I have uploaded my 2 vlogs so far on my Youtube page so yeah check it out.

This is just a test run of my new webcam, thinking of doing some vlogs in the future. This vlog represents something that is near and dear to MY heart. Enjoy.

Happy Belated Birthday To...

MEEEE!!!
So I turnt 27 this past tuesday and little fanfare was had this birthday season. The weekend before I had to work, I had to work that day, and I have to work this weekend so no super celebratoryness for me, which is cool. I was never a big "hey its my birthday let's party!" kind of person. My brother and I went to see the movie Wanderlust at this place called CineBistro (which is a really cool place, but if you plan to go and eat there, prepare to drop some duckets). Wanderlust was actually a pretty funny movie, all thanks to the amazingness that is Paul Rudd! Afterwards we went to Walmart and I got myself some and cake and ice cream. The end. And for gifts my bestie LEY is getting us some tickets to see LMFAO in DC on June 25!! OH SNAP! That's going to be when I celebrate my birthday for reals. I also got myself a new laptop. It's a Samsung something or another, and I just discovered today that it has a webcam! Hopefully pretty soon I will start doing some BugzBlawg Vlogs. So yeah that's what's up. Ok bye.

I'm Tumblin Now

Yesterday I randomly decided to start a tumblr. I don't why I would 'tumble' when I already have a blog that I barely post in but honestly tumblr takes a lot less effort than posting blogs. I am not abandoning the blog I'm just tumbling to. I am a social networking polygamist. Check it out right hurr

Life.

Hello, I like to start off my posting binge today with a little update on life. In late December I started my second job at the "call center". I just got finished with training this past week. I like the job, I'm still getting the hang of it but I do like working in an office setting and my co-workers are cool. Actually the first day that I got there I was surprisingly greeted by my old high school chum Piper which definitely made the transition there way easier. The only bad part about the second job is just that, its a second job, and I still work at the radio station aka the bridge to nowhere or better yet, the bridge to Terrorbithia, ok so its not THAT bad, I just don't want to be there anymore. I would just like to have one job or even two jobs that I like. Anyways hopefully I'll be able to save money every paycheck and this summer I can finally enroll in that audio engineering class ive been talking about forever. Let's see what else, oh yeah, my brother and I are going to A$AP Rocky in Richmond Feb 9th, its gonna be trill. Well that's all for now.

Life.

In my last Life post I stated that I was vying for a job in Northern Virginia. Well that job didn't work out womp womp. On tuesday I went for an interview for a job with the City of Hampton. Oddly enough I went on an interview for the same position almost exactly a year ago and obviously didn't get it. So now the waiting game continues and hopefully within the next week a call about something. Till then still trolling the interwebs for a miracle. Also the other day I realized that 2013 will be 10 years from when I graduated high school and I assume a 10 year reunion will be inevitable and that I need to get skinny and super successful really quick. The Mid to Late 20s crisis continues.

I Miss You Man: Hoodmetal

*oddly enough im wearing that sweatshirt right now*
All this talk about National Metal Day has me thinking about and missing my old college radio show "HoodMetal". It was this concoction I came up with when I finally earned my "Extensions" spot on WVRU. On the HoodMetal Show I just played all the things that I loved ranging from Hip Hop and R&B all the way to Metal and any and everything between. That show paved the way for the Urban Metal Music Festival and now I'm here, working at a corporate radio station bored, miserable, wasting my time and talent. But let's not talk about that. Let's talk about the days of innocence, when I really thought I could actually have a future in this business they call show. Here is the HoodMetal Soundclick page which is still alive, active, and full of awkwardness. If you ever get bored you should listen to it and laugh at me.

Happy National Metal Day!

Today is a day of many things and myths. It's 11-11-11, whats going to happen? Is the rapture finally coming? If you make a wish at exactly 11:11 on 11-11-11 will your wish finally come true? These things I do not know. But here's what I do know. Today is National Metal Day. Now apparently the source for the National Metal Day is VH1 Classic of all things, but you know what? I'm down. There are so many kinds of Metal; Nu-Metal, Hardcore, Grindcore, Black Metal and my personal favorite HoodMetal ::wink wink:: but those are a few from the top of my head. Back in college I was way more of a Metal head than I am now. I am pretty set in my ways in the kind of music I listen to, but I will always be a Metal head in my heart. So I guess, I'm a Metal Heart? Anyways I was sitting here trying to think of which video I should put up here to honor National Metal Day. Do I go back in time and do some Black Sabbath or some freaking Dio or do I take it back to what I was listening to High School, or move up a little further and put up something I loved in College. But then, it hit me. I should put up the one song that really changed my life, that expanded my musical mind and introduced me to the rock/metal world. It all started one day back when I lived in The Bronx I was prolly 10 years old and I was watching MTV. Then all of a sudden this song came on and it was like, time frozen, and I would never be the same. Now this song is not their heaviest song, but it's from one of the heaviest and greatest bands ever. So I leave you with contribution to National Metal Day. Here is Metallica with "Until It Sleeps". Rock On.

Life.

Hello, I know I have not blogged in a while but I haven't really had the time or passion too, but I'm doing it now! So I just wanted to give you a little update on life in general. In my continuous journey to find a new and better job, I randomly decided one day to apply for jobs in Fairfax, VA (northern virginia, the greater DC area) and I actually got a bite back from one employer. I got a call on tuesday to come in for an interview wednesday morning, so that evening I made the (usually) 3 hour trip up there which turned into 4 1/2 hours thanks to all the wonderful nighttime road construction! I crashed the night at my BFFs LEY's house and got up a few hours later for the interview. The interview was in Herndon which was like 10 mins away and I went in for a 5 minute interview. Yep 5 mins. The lady said she would get back to me in "2 days" and let me know whether I did or did not make to the next step for another and lengthier interview. Haven't heard from her yet but still hopeful. If I am to get this job I will move up to northern VA despite my reservations. As much as I want to move out my mom's house and try to start a life of my own, I really don't feel like I should leave. I really wish I can find a better job here in the Hampton Roads area but this place blows and it's not happening for me. If I get this job (or another job I applied for at this really cool .com place) LEY is letting me crash for a little bit and hopefully I can find a place looking for a roomate. Thanks to my all my debt accrued from college, my credit is horrible so getting a place of my own at this point would be impossible. So yeah that's all that is going on right now. I'm really indifferent about the whole thing, I hope I get it but I just don't want to leave my Mom and brother right now. Hopefully I would still be able to help them out while trying to help myself. Welp we'll see. Till then let the Mid 20s Crisis commence, but hopefully not for too much longer.

Realization

I just had a realization that this blog is subnamed "The Mid 20s Crisis" and that next year I'm going to have to rename it "The Late 20s Crisis". I hope I don't have to then rerename it "I'm In My 30s, I Still Live With My Mom, Get Me Outta Here!" now that would be just sad. -fin-

Birfday #Schwag

My day of birth was earlier this month and there was not much hoopla behind it, just had a nice dinner with my mother and brother and some cake and some vodka then I passed out. To me that signals a good time. And I dont expect gifts or anything I mean come on I'm 26. But my mother and my best friend LEY hooked me up with some amazing gifts. My Hello Kitty game got stepped up this year. POW!

My mom got me a tin Hello Kitty lunchbox that came in a HK tote, perfect for road trips, which I plan on taking a couple in the next few months!

I got another HK tote from LEY along with a pouch that looks like underwears, Hello Kitty lip gloss (which is perfect that there is 8 of them cause I stay losing em) and a blown up picture of all of us in front of the White House that was taken when we all went to the "Rally to Restore Fear/Sanity".
I loved these gifts so much and it was so amazing of them to get these for me. I was seriously not even thinking about getting birthday gifts.

My Life as Tylia

Hello there. I have not blogged in a very long time cause I had nothing to really blog about extensively, so I figure we'll catch up a bit. Hey I'm 26 now, hooray. Hey did you know it's 2011? I JUST figured that out. Heh. Earlier this year during a facebook chat me and one of my besties decided to set a target date and move to NYC next summer. When we decided on that I started to feel a lot better and dare I say happier. I finally had something to look forward to, a goal, a mission. For quite a while I was in high spirits. That was till I had a passerby conversation with a security guard downstairs explaining my current dilemmas and I just slumped right back into the hole I thought was starting to climb out of. Its so funny how a seemingly harmless, small, quaint, short conversation can take such a major effect. Im stuck in a place, well I've been stuck for years now and I try to see that light, the closer I get the further it goes. Last year I decided to try to go back to school and get my masters in music education. It wasnt because I really wanted to be a music teacher it was because it was something I could see myself doing and something that has some stability behind it. However it is not something that I am completely passionate about. Then I found this studio in Virginia Beach that offered extensive training in Music Production and Engineering. This is something that I want to do, this is something I am passionate about. Of course it costs money, money that I don't have. I have picked up a lot more hours at work, and I do make a bit more money but any extra money that I have I'm helping out my family. Ever since my father passed away and me being the eldest child it is my duty to step up and help when I can. But when I am trying to get MY life together helping out is only holding me back at this point. But what am I going to do not give my mom a few bucks when I can? Not pay a bill? Not have any groceries in the house? So I am looking for a second job so I can help my family and help myself. Up to this point my job search has been a big fat goose egg, no surprise there. So in conclusion I'm not happy, I'm not sad, I'm just existing. The mid 20s crisis continues, on and on and on it goes.

New Years Re(vo)solution

I really don't believe in resolutions, they are full of empty promises. I always hope that the next year will be better than the last. Its really hard sometimes to stay optimistic and happy when nothing really pans out the way its supposed to. Im not going to sit here and say "Im going to do this, this, and that" Cause I prolly won't. I try to make goals everyday: Wake up, go to work, go home, repeat. Although this year I am trying this new optimistic mantra thing. When I get frustrated I just constantly in my head go "optimism, optimism, optimism" and think of how things could be worse. Let's see if this crock of crap works, I hope it does. I am physically, mentally and emotionally tired. 2011 has got to be better than this.

Holiday Spirit: Part Deux

While working at the Radford U radio station WVRU I randomly made what has become a holiday classic for some. On a random cold saturday I was up in at the station studio just fooling around and I made "Hoodmetal's Anti X-mas Songs" just for the heck of it. It came out so good I impressed myself. After leaving school I lost my copy of it and spoke about it on facebook. Upon me waking up today at the crack of 3:30 in the afternoon. The Master himself my mentor JB left a link to the download of the song. Joy filled my heart. My black heart is filled with Xmas jeer. Rejoice!

Postal Script: You can download it here so you and your family can enjoy for years to come.

Pic of the Day

This picture was taken during my weekend in and around DC for the Restore Sanity/Fear March. In this picture is the lovely LEY, that fantastically awesome Sara and some random asian tourist who jumped in the picture. Just kidding! It's LEY's love slave Paul. I was joking the whole day that we looked like the Eracists. Look for yourselves.

Skating Mishaps

When I was growing up in New York almost every saturday afternoon was spent at the Skate Key (a roller rink in the Bronk on 138th, right up near Harlem). It was the highlight of my pre-teen life. At times my mother would take me and a number of extended family members. Sometimes I would go with this kid named Troy whom was my best friend at the time and I had a MASSIVE crush on (I didnt tell him this until 2 weeks before I left NY to move to VA, we used to do everything together, we were in the cadets, went bowling, movies, ahhh youth...moving on) Of course it was fun, a lot of people, great music, good times. Well, it was good times. One unassuming Saturday afternoon in 1995 I go to the skate key with my brother, cousin Jennifer and God-sister Chasity. Everything was going fine, I was skating along. All of a sudden I felt some grab me, then they proceeded to push me to the ground and fall on top of me. By the way this was a grown man! So the skate officials clear the floor, I pick up my dignity and move to the bench. I sat down, I felt fine at the time but they said they had to send me to the hospital. That's when I started to freak out. So they put me in the ambulance and I am at the hospital, in the waiting room, by myself, for HOURS. My mom finally shows up and that's when they take me in to examine me. I fractured my right wrist (good thing i guess cause im a lefty) I had a cast and everything. It was pretty cool cause all of my classmates wrote on my cast and I had a story to tell. Needless to say though, we never went back to the Skate Key.
Then we move to Virginia in the summer of '97. Around this time we discovered this place called Plaza Roller Rink in Buckroe. On friday nights this was THE place to be. If you weren't at Plaza on friday nights, you were no one! Plaza was the place to go to see your crush, meet up with your friends, put on your freshest FUBU, Nautica, RP55, WU Wear and Tommy Hilfiger gear, and plan to be a part of or watch a fight. Man it was great. Well, it WAS great. Back in the day I used to super duper stunt on them. I always had the "name brand" jeans (that were really from the chinese beauty supply from across the street) the best "name brand" shirts (that my aunt Linda was selling from the trunk) and the dopest pair of Air Force 1's with the coolest colorways (now those were real!) oh with the NY fitted to match. Anyways one xmas my parents got me these Baby Blue Suede low top AF1's with a matching sweater vest(LOL). Those sneakers were my pride and joy and everyone at Lindsay went Oddles a Noodles on em. So one day I go to Plaza with my bestie Shawquana and we switch our sneakers for skates. Me being a dummy I put my brand new sneaks in a cubby instead of a locker. BAD MOVE. The night was fine until I went back to the cubby and seen that my sneakers were not there. I lost it. Mind you at this time (in 1999) I was super hood. Im running all around yelling "WHO THE F@#K STOLE MY SNEAKERS!?" I wound up walking out of Plaza in my socks, my mother yelling at me, and walking on a gravel parking lot. Needless to say I never went back to Plaza. Actually I probably went back twice while I was in high school, but the thrill was gone. One good thing though is that my birthday is not that far from xmas, so I got a new AF1's all gray high tops,


but they were not the baby blue suede joints, ugggh.

All in all I had fun as a kid, and I look back at those times fondly. I decided the other day to dedicate a mixtape to my time at the Plaza. It was a time of fun, laughter, questionable fashion and antics and the beginning of my journey here in Virginia. I'm calling the mixtape "Plaza Roller Rink: Class of '98-'99". It should be here soon....enough. Although this post was lengthy I hope you enjoyed it. This was probably the most fun I have had writing a blog post.
PS here is a bonus video from my days at the Skate Key

Download This (These)

*Check out my amazing outfit and Tyrone's awesome hightop*
My brother Tyrone aka "Popjaye" just released the first taste to long awaited upcoming mixtape Popularity! (he threatened me to say all of that) its called "Popularity 4 You". In the words of Popjaye "Hampton City Stand the F*** Up!"
And please dont forget about the summer BANGA BIU BBQ