Livin' in L.A.

Hey Y'all. Yes your boy is living in the City of the "Angels". At least I get to watch Laker games more often. Sorry for not writing for so long, but you know how it is when you work 16 hours a day and move to what seems like a different world. I can't write a whole lot more since I'm at the library and I have to keep my savage beast of an opinion to PG-13 levels so until I get my broadband hooked up at my new digs, the powers that be will be pleased; but never fear, I SHALL RETURN!

L.A. update

What's up people? Well, this is fast becoming a weekly thing so I'll get you caught up on our situation. When last I wrote, my wife had gotten the job in L.A. offered to her and we were awaiting the negotiations to take place. The money they offered wasn't nearly what we were expecting so it looked as if it wasn't going to happen. Alas, we talked it over and we are making plans to leave our beloved Bay Area and move to the City of Angels. She accepted the part and we are looking for a place out in L.A.. I figured we're not making much here and her career isn't moving at light speed so we might as well go where her opportunities are better. Following a dream and turning it into a reality isn't easy otherwise everyone would do it. I haven't been keeping up with the news much except that I did hear about the massive quake over in the Pakistan area and the high death tolls. I can't help but wonder about the state of the world considering all of the recent disasters and loss of life. People keep telling me it's the "end times" and folks need to get right before it's too late. Maybe it is and maybe it isn't, but I choose not to live in constant fear of what lies ahead or what judgement might be coming. I feel that if you've been doing wrong for a lifetime and you suddenly find the right path at the last moment, it's not going to make a difference in the eyes of our Creator. It wouldn't work with your mom so how do you think it would work with The Lord? Hi-Lo

What? I have a blog?!

What's up ya'll. Well, as you can see from my lack of recent activity, the whole sixteen-hour-a-day thing is siphoning my energy to the point of neglecting my blog, but there is good news. My wife put in for a musical theatre review in L.A. and they offered her the part. YAY!! That means more money in the bank and I won't have to kill myself working all these hours much longer. Of course, this means I will have to move to L.A. soon to accommodate her job, but it's a step I'm willing to take. It also appears that she might have found me a job there already! Sweet! Now all I have to do is get used to living in L.A. as opposed to the Bay Area. Before I start making plans for the U-Haul though, they have to offer her the right amount of money or it's a no-go so wish us luck. I'm so proud of her and I'll let you know how the negotiations turn out. Hi-Lo.

Busy little bee

Hey ya'll. Thought you'd gotten rid of me, huh? I'm still kicking, just not as spry since I've been pulling sixteen hours a day between both jobs. That's not the reason I've been missing in action though. As many of you might know, I have a dinosaur of a computer and, on occasion, it has a problem or two with the hardware. It happened again and I didn't have ample time to address the issue 'til today. So I'm back and pissed as ever with the state of the world around me. Did you notice how quick Dubya raced to the scene when Rita was bearing down on his home turf? Didn't take five days to make a decision on that one did it? Wait 'til you see how fast the aid gets there. Won't be any massive red tape getting in the way now. When do we impeach this clown already? The government doesn't help it's own people because of what? Be it color or social class or laziness, this can't fly anymore! We need to bounce that ass out of office because we can't survive another three years of this Bushit. What do we do when the next big disaster hits? I don't know about ya'll but I don't want to tell one of these survivors that we can't help them because we're still making payments on our desert-front property in Iraq. Think about it. Hi-Lo.

On my damn nerves

Hey ya'll. So, a couple of posts ago, I shared the fact that I'm going to work two jobs very soon. Well, if the clowns in control keep pushing my buttons, one of those jobs will be replaced. My longstanding gig is run by a few morons who think they can talk to people like they ain't got no damn brain. Yesterday, I got into it with the laziest person I've ever met. Apparently, a diet high in Krispy Kreme doughnuts makes you lose your senses, because this tub o'shit started talking to me like I was his sorry bitch. So what did I do? C'mon, ya'll, you know your boy had to check that ass. Why is it that some of the sorriest sombitches get ahead while the hard working, weight-of-the-world-carrying folks get jacked? In the case of the clown I'm talking about, I know he got them knees dirty to get where he is. Yep, he can't move if it ain't beer or doughnuts, but Humpty can sure suck-up with the best of 'em. I'll probably get a write-up for lettin' loose on that clown, but damnit I got my moneys worth. That's allright 'cause there's only so far you can go being a low-level scavenger. The real crime is that pet rock actually got Labor Day off! I keep it all in perspective, though. Many more people have it much worse than I. Besides, I take comfort in knowing that my future is unlimited and his is unchanging and without honor. I also know that his racist ass already has a ticket on the Helltanic and all the money he supposedly makes in this life won't save him in the next. He'll be sitting right next to Dubya and Condosellout. Hi-Lo.

Hey Dubya, what's that on your face?

First things first. Ha Haaaaa!! I got to give it up to Kanye for verbally pimp-slapping Dubya on almost nationwide TV (those of us out West got the edited version which I didn't get to see). That handprint will be there for a while. I couldn't have done it better myself. The only way it would've been better is if when they cut over to Chris Tucker, he screamed," Yeah!" So where's the aid, Dubya. All you got to say is you agree that the response has been bad? Would you like another so the other cheek matches? Folks, I could make a career out of busting that grill like EV-ERY-DAY, but it won't make a bit of difference on my end. Now, if we all do it, you got something to work with. The mainstream media has already acknowledged us bloggers for digging in that ass this past week so keep it up ya'll. The more noise we make, the more aid they send down south and I'll holla from the rooftops if it does the victims any good. I gotta say what's up to Waset at The Power Journal for being the first blog I read to have the Kanye surprise on it. Much respect to all my fellow bloggers for keeping up the pressure on those in a position to send help. Keep doing what you're doing. And to my brothers and sisters in the Military, I'm not on the bash the Armed Forces bandwagon because I know ya'll don't go unless you're ordered to go. Same with FEMA and the other Federal agencies. The people up top need to make the call if the help is going to come and that's real! Hi-Lo

New millenium, same old game

Hey everyone. If ya'll are like me, the central thing on your minds is the Katrina aftermath. My mind is scattering all over the place all day long thinking/hoping/praying for the folks down south. One thing I do have to get off my chest right now. I was reading The Power Journal blog and Waset brought up a very valid point; why is it that media choppers can fly overhead and zoom in on the panties at a celebrity wedding and they can't do anything for the refugees? You mean we can film the tragedy but we can't save those affected by it? The world has hit rock bottom when the color of people's skin and money determines the level of response in a disaster. Like the people in Mississippi said, they don't want the President to come there, they want the FEMA trucks to come there. Hot air don't do a damn thing to save anyone, but food and water sure does. And, by the way, have you noticed how they keep talking about the lawlessness in New Orleans and nowhere else? My wife knows folks around the area and they made it clear; it's not anarchy!! The media is trying to scare rescuers into not going there and letting the people suffer. Why? So they can plummet into armageddon and do themselves in. Have you also noticed how they've said the French Quarter is a loss just like everywhere else, but have you seen it on TV? No, because it's not lost and the white folks there are still on Bourbon Street partying like it's 1999! In fact, I read a Miami Herald article that said they were back at it the day after the hurricane. Oh, don't get me wrong, they took a hit, but the locals said it was nothing compared to Mardi Gras. Like my Mom always said," If the milk stinks, it's bad." Same old story. Hi-Lo

Exploring blogs

I'm back for more. I've been blog-hopping for a little bit and it appears the message is clear; people are pretty ticked off about the aftermath of Katrina, everything from the governmental response (or lack of it) to the subhumans on the prowl in New Orleans. We've seen amazing feats of heroism and unimagineable new lows of human nature. Listen, now is not the time to get that new TV at a 100% discount, clowns! Or take some new pants off the rack of someone's once prosperous store. Don't any of these idiots know the consequences awaiting them in the afterlife? Just because Officer Jones isn't there to catch you doing wrong doesn't mean that God's blind. Ya'll are headed to the hot place, on a rocket ship, wearing unleaded draws, standing on a lit match! Also, I'd like to acknowledge that thirteen year old M-A-N that saved his family from their flooded house. Not many grown folks could've done that. Much, Much Love young brother! For now, I'm saying prayers for the victims of Katrina, wishing I was in Dubya's place so I could make their pain go away. Peace. Hi-Lo

Pondering...

Hello again. I was talking to a fellow today about the disaster that is Katrina and he brought up a few nuggets I thought I should share with ya'll. First of all, where's the U.N. aid? Second, why aren't all the nations we call friends calling us to lend support? Seems all our friends of the world aren't that friendly when we're in a bind. Maybe we should divert some of that rebuilding money from New Texas, uh, I mean Iraq, and use it for the benefit of the victims at home. Or, maybe we could take a few of those gold doubloons from the gas pumps and put it in the pockets of those who really need it. Just trying to suggest some solutions since our leaders are too busy serving the rich and screwing the poor. Come on folks, New Orleans is UNDER WATER!! Where's the telethon man?!! Let's not forget about Alabama and Mississippi either. These are our brothers and sisters and they need help like yesterday. How is it that we can ride to the rescue of every island with a flag over there and we can't take care of our own people? This is a wake up call. God don't like ugly and we, as a country, have turned our backs on our impoverished citizens way too long. I bet if Louisiana was a foreign country sittin' on a gang of oil we'd send all the help they could stand and the government would slice up that pie amongst themselves. Karma will not be kind to those crooked clowns, I guarantee it. Hi-Lo

Killing time

Hey ya'll. I'm not doing much since my better half is out at rehearsal and I'm bored out of my brain. I read the paper today and the news is really depressing. That bitch of a hurricane caused a lot of damage down south. I saw the pictures of the Big Easy and I still can't believe that 80% of it is underwater. That can't be right. I read that the "resident" President is keeping an eye on the relief efforts already underway. The other eye is on the profits he's making on the recent oil price increases. Yesterday, gas right by my job was 2.70/gallon. This morning, it was 2.78/gallon and by this afternoon, it reached 2.83/gallon at the same station!! Are these gas prices or the Stock Exchange updates? Of course not, because the Stock Market moves up and down (mostly flat nowadays) while the gas prices only go up. Remember the good old days when Dollar Bill was running the show and gas prices were at an average of 1.15/gallon nationwide? I don't care if he had a line of interns waiting to "serve there country" outside of his office, at least there were jobs and I could afford to drive my gas-guzzling, four-wheeling, deer-stomping SUV without taking out a loan. Not that I would ever hit a deer or that I ever went four-wheeling, but at least I could afford it back then. Now, Jack in the Box is considered fine dining in my household! Let's make an Ammendment to nix the whole two term limit thing on Presidents and re-elect Dollar Bill to another term. Hell, make it two 'cause we've got a lot of Bushit to undo and one term might not be enough to reverse the damage. All blue-collar folks would definitely be happier. Think of the strippers, people! Nickels and dimes hurt you know. Hi-Lo

Bangin' on the keys

What's up out there? Well, I finally found a new job after years of searching. Funny thing is that I can't quit the old job because I need more money than either one alone could provide. Figures! So, I'll be working both jobs, full time, and I wont have much time for the blogging lifestyle for a while. I may actually be posting more often since I'll need something to keep me sane through all this. No sense in wasting valuable time sleeping when I could be making money anyway. I hear working eighty hours a week isn't so bad once you see those paychecks roll in. I guess this is life in the 21st century economy. Too bad I don't own an oil well or run a whole country so I can invade some poor little Middle Eastern country and make millions by taking over there oil supply and... oh wait, that's already been done. Or maybe I could parlay my movie career into winning public office and screwing the citizens of the state I run and... damn, too late for that one too. Well, it seems I have no other choice but to work these two gigs and keep playing the lottery. Stay tuned. Hi-Lo

Hey ya'll. Nothing much to say today except:
Being broke is
no joke,
How do you cope,when you don't
drink, smoke or toke?
I wake up everyday without
a penny in hand,
I wonder how much more of this
I can stand,
The rent is barely paid and
my stomach is never full,
If I only had some money,
life would be wonderful,
'til that day comes,
I'll continue losing weight,
And doing a job that
I really, really hate,
I guess when I'm old
I'll laugh about these times,
When I was so hungry,
I scrimped all my nickels and dimes,
For now, I'm working one job
and looking for two more,
So I can pay the bills
and get some food from the store,
Well this is the life
in a good economy,
No time, little food
and no money.

Don't be alarmed out there. Yeah, I don't get three squares a day, but it takes a lot more than a little calorie reduction and a bad job market to silence this mind. Stay up... Hi-Lo.

Rough going

Hello everyone. I know it's been a minute since I last posted anything, but I've been going through a lot of things of late. The worst of which is that I lost a very good friend of mine. He was the nicest person I'd ever met. It didn't really sink in 'til I went to his funeral yesterday. He had fallen ill a while back and all my energies went into visiting him in the hospital and checking in on his son to see how he was doing. People consider me pretty funny, but as most people find out, the most humorous of people tend to have gone through a lot of things. I don't think of myself as one of the funniest people on Earth, but I have gone through a lot of tragedy in my life and I've coped with it by having a good sense of humor. For example, as I began to write this posting, I thought of how life has been hitting me so hard that I feel like a pinata. I also had an image of being stuck in a pinball machine. Guess which part I was? I know there will be times when life treats me like a punching bag, but I also know that if all you focus on is the bad times then you're going to have a bad time. That came out kinda Yogi Berra, but I think you get the idea. The other day, I imagined that it was twenty years from now and my friends and I were old men on a porch drinking lemonade and laughing about the good old days. One of us didn't make it that far, but I guess we'll have to wait 'til we all get to that porch up there. You know, I was thinking about how even though I'd always believed we go to a better place when we die, I've had that voice in the back of my head that said,"what if you're wrong?" The greatest gift my friend gave me was that he left this world with a smile on his face and now that voice is gone. Thanks Robert, for all the laughs and all the good times. Save me some lemonade. Hi-Lo

Around the world

What's up ya'll? Tomorrow's the big G8 Summit and there's no sign that anything is going to get done. They're dealing with riots over there now and the outlook in the news leading up to the event has been bleak. Let's just hope Dubya doesn't make fools of us on the world stage yet again. Locally, BART is set to strike tonight at midnight and there still isn't a deal. You think Ahnold has low ratings now, see what happens if BART closes down for even one day. Can you say Black Wednesday? Have you seen Being Bobby Brown? Apparently, crack isn't that whack after all. All I can say is I better never hear or see another disparaging thing about Mariah Carey again. Dave Chappelle PLEASE COME BACK. The world is outta control and we need someone to check these folks before it's too late. Neal, dial the cell, send a hundred e-mails, use a carrier pigeon, just get Dave back. For now, avoid the sublililiminal, hasta la vista, crack is still whack and I will be back. Hi-Lo.

just ramblin'

Hello again. I don't have a lot of time today so I'm just going to remind everyone about the Live 8 concert tomorrow at 9A.M. and to pass on the sad news of the passing of Luther Vandross. I wasn't a huge fan of his, but I did like some of his songs and some of you were born because of them. You know who you are...Hi-Lo.

Been away

What's up out there? It's been a little bit since I last posted because my wireless keyboard checked out, but I'm back to ramble on. Any other Laker fans out there? I saw who they drafted and I can't say I'm excited or let down. I've never heard of Andrew Bynum, but I have seen Turriaf in action and he's a load inside. Funny thing, the other day I was thinking what would happen if they drafted Turriaf. It makes me wonder who's gonna be on the floor most of the time at the 4 and 5 next season. Turriaf can help us now, but I'm not sure about Bynum since I've only seen the five second clip of him in action yesterday. Well, the media did a six month update and found that the ten billion in aid to the Tsunami victims is, of course, being handed out a few grains at a time. Big surprise! It's a pretty sad world we live in when people need help, have ample funds and get shafted. That's why I suggest you visit one.org. It's not about money, it's about letting the world know we're not going to stand by and watch the impoverished people of the world suffer when we can do something. Well I gotta get ready for broke, I mean work. Stay up and don't believe all the fake news in plain sight. Look deeper, expand the mind. Hi-Lo.

On the Hunt

Hello again. It's been a few days since I last posted but I've been pretty busy. My wife's out in New York auditioning for the movie version of "Dreamgirls" so I've been trying to get my act together while she's away. If I didn't mention it before, my wife is really into musical theatre. She is also a very talented singer and she's appearing in three productions this summer (Jesus Christ Superstar, Hello Dolly and Oklahoma). I'm not sure, but I believe she will also be in The Full Monty soon. Needless to say, her singing career is beginning to take off. In the meantime, I'm still striving to make sure she is always in good spirits throughout her adventures. Yes, I'm proud of my wife's accomplishments and no, I'm not biased about her talent. If you don't believe me, check out dietcoke.com and click on the "Bounce" commercial. Better yet, give your ears a real treat and listen to Lyrics Born's two cd's, "Later That Day" and "Same !@#$ Different Day" to really hear her sing and experience some real hip hop. While you're at it, buy anything from the Quannum Projects label because they only put out the best and it's money well spent. Well, since it's Sunday, I have to begin another week of searching for higher employment now. Catch ya'll later. Hi-Lo.

Random ramblings

Hello again. I just had a few things rattling around the old noggin. I've been keeping up with the news of late and there's just a couple of things I have to say. One, for all the youngstas, not-so-fast and furious, wannabee street racers, O.G. street racers, soccer moms, cell phone drivers and anyone else out there, PLEASE DRIVE CAREFULLY. There's been a rash of young folks causing fatal accidents around my neck of the woods and it's not just the young who are suffering. You can't put in fifty cents and start over when you make a mistake in the really-real world so take a second before you roll the dice. Second, I read that all of the billions of dollars sent in to help the Tsunami victims is being mismanaged and only a select few have seen any money or aid, none of it sufficient. Obviously, the mainstream media has better things to do so this isn't front page or top story news. Speaking of which, my wife just called and there was a 7.0 earthquake off the coast of CA. We were issued a tsunami warning and they just called it off. Whew! As I was saying, don't let them get away with making billions of dollars meant for those in need disappear. Keep this issue alive in the blogosphere. Hi-Lo

Jackson andJackson

Hey Everyone. I just woke up and found out the latest news. No , Ahnold wasn't thrown out on his ear. From the music world , we have Michael Jackson was aquitted of the child molestation charges. I don't believe he did that mess anyway. Yes , he is a little strange and he lives in an amusement park , but that doesn't make him a child molester. These folks are just trying to win the Lottery and going after Michael has better odds than picking all six numbers. Now , can everybody just leave him alone for a minute? In the sports world , Phil Jackson (no relation) agreed to come back and coach the Los Angeles Lakers. Since I'm a Laker fan of almost three decades , the news is a mixed blessing. I'll be thankful to Mr. Jackson for getting us over the hump and leading us to three titles after 12 years of futility forever , but I'm realistic about the situation. As good as Phil Jackson is , I know it's going to take more than that to get back to even half the level the Lakers were at. Unless Shaq comes back to L.A., I'm not holding my breath. If the Lakers were serious about returing to the top of the mountain , they would have made the deal to get Baron Davis from New Orleans. The best thing they could do to get better would be to get rid of the mouth and ego of Kobe Bryant. While they're at it , they could teach Kobe how to pass the ball instead of take on quadruple teams and they could get rid of their G.M.. I wish Shaq all the best in Miami , but there is no way I'll ever be O.K. with Doh!-of-the-century trade. It's like trading a mansion for three storage sheds. What would you do? Hi-Lo

5..4..3..2..1...

Hello out there. I'm new to the blogging game. My name is Hi-Lo. Those of you who know me will see the humor in the name. Speaking of humor , I've been known to use mine with wreckless abandon , so please be careful not to eat or drink in front of your screens. Basically , I'll be sharing my thoughts and scribblings inspired by the world around you and I; everything from entertainment to politics. If laughing is hazardous to your health , remember , you've been warned. Well , since I'm like most of you , I'm a paycheck slave , so I'll have to get going to my wonderful J.O.B. For now , aloha from the Divided Republic of Gubnah Ahhnold. Power to the not-so Little People (nurses,teachers,etc.) Hi-Lo.