Friday, February 26, 2010

Boondocks Is Back!!!!!

BOONDOCKS IS BACK!!!
Straight from the man himself(Aaron McGruder) Boondocks Seas. 3 is well on its way! I am Uber-Geeked right now!












A Best Of Compilation of The Kid Riley Escobar


One of my Favorite Episodes Stinkmeaner Strikes Back

Puma Africa Collection

Puma has teamed up with artist Kehinde Wiley out of NYC to create a signature collection celebrating the Motherland. Here are a few of my fave selections from the men's line of the set.




















Replica Cameroon Football Shirt




















Replica Ghana Football Shirt




















African Print Track Jacket




















African Swan Print Bomber Jacket




















Zebra Print Hoodie















917 Mid Mame


Aston Martin Fly Ish


Aston Martin 1-77 Concept Car












Aston Martin DBS Carbon Black Edition





Aston Martin V12 Vanquish Carbon Black Edition


!!!Spotlight Fridays!!!

If you know me you know I am pro Indy and anti-commercial/industry. I like to support up and comers because hell I am one myself. I want to put out as much positive energy as possible because one day I will be selling my book and I will need a return on my investment.


2FLYY Entertainment:











2FLYY Ent. is the first company I will showcase here. 2Flyy is a local entertainment group that was launched in the 3rd quarter of 2005. All they have done since then but amass recognition, build relationships, and turn the Miami independent music scene on its ear. They have garnered a large grass roots following and have many loyal fans and supporters. Now let me introduce you to the crue!














Xavier Roberts - C.E.O.














Jamal Rambeau - V.P. of Booking and Scheduling














Patrick Marshal - V.P. of Marketing and Promotion













D.Cash - Artist













Yung Don - Artist













Spinna - Artist

For more information you can check out @2FLYYCRUE on twitter!


Random Rant

Not Bad Kids, Bad Parents

I witnessed two events this well past evening now, that effected me deeply. Let me preface them by saying that I have a great deal of experience working with children. My work in the church saw me running an after-school program as well as co-directing a summer camp. During this time I saw first hand the decline in the quality of our children's behavior. Children as young as 5 without the general sense of respect that many of my peers had as children. I witnessed a general disregard for authority, and no form of remorse. These issues pointed directly to the parents in my opinion. In the Nature v. Nurture debate I have clearly chosen nurture. Save for a miniscule percentage of children that are born socio-paths(and are not brutalized to that end) I do not believe humans are born innately disrespectful or opposed to manners. I believe these things are learned behaviors thus making the parents responsible. I currently work in retail and observe bad parenting on a daily basis. If your child is miserable in the store and showing it, it is your fault. Why do you expect a five year old to respond to a full day of shopping the way an adult does. Hell I know adults who whine after an hour of shopping. Your child is not old enough to enlist, vote, or consent to anything, but you are trying to convince me they have made the conscious decision to have no respect for adults. I think not. You showed them that. You are always teaching, children are always watching and listening. I commend the parents who are doing a good job, or at least trying everyone else needs to be ashamed of themselves and take this as a kick in the seat. GET YOUR ACT TOGETHER! With all of that said let me describe the two events that effected me so greatly.

1. A little girl approx. 10 asked her mother to buy her a pair of sunglasses that were too big. The mother told the girl no. The child pleaded, and used the defense that she was wearing them like Paris Hilton does......The mother continued to say no. Then the child used the rebuttal that her mother should get her the glasses because Paris Hilton is an inspiration figure like Martin Luther King Jr., Rosa Parks, or Sojourner Truth. The mother had nothing to say in regard to this young ladies comments, and missed and opportunity to reproach her child's bizarre way of thinking. The child was otherwise mannerable and well behaved. The child's mother eventually bought the glasses


2. Three affluent young men were caught shoplifting in our store. As a store loss prevention witness I have to sit in on the interrogations, and in the case of minors remain until they are released into the custody of a parent or other guardian. The three young men showed great remorse, and from the moment the first parent arrived the three young men were reprimanded with great severity. They were best friends and on top of their effects being removed(cell phones, computers, cars) they were forbidden to associate with each other. This punishment was decided on and agreed to by all parents. The parents stood together against what their children had done and took responsibility to the point that their children all felt an immense level of guilt.


Which child(ren) has the better set of parents?

Thursday, February 25, 2010

How To Make It in America

I don't know how many of you out there have seen this show, but it really speaks to the inner hustler in me. It Stars Bryan Greeberg, Luis Guzman(my fav. Hispanic actor), and even has a recurring role for Kid Cudi. The song is Aloe Blacc's "I Need a Dollar" and it is perfectly fitting for the show. If you have HBO its def. worth a watch.


Shameless Plug

Ok so I am in the process of penning a fiction Novel and thought I would post my prologue for you guys. As always feedback is welcome and appreciated.

p.s. Alonzo William Edwards is my pen name

Throw it all Away

By: Alonzo William Edwards

I hate places like this. They really get under my skin in an exceptional way. It’s like one of those weirdo movies. This dimly lit sub-basement of a public crematorium. The stench of sulphur making love to rotting flesh, climaxing into a potpourri describable as nothing less than hot death, the aroma is almost hypnotic. So much so it nearly causes me to forget why I am here. Almost forget that is until the slow drawl of the man I am speaking to thrusts me back into reality. He is a dwarf of a man quite ogrish in his appearance and not quite as bright as the dimly lit space we are occupying. I see the confusion on his face as the words begin to dribble from his lips. ‘Ok let’s get this straight. Because I am not quite sure what exactly it is you are asking me to do. I mean it’s just that… it’s that I mean you have to admit it is a strange request.” I turn up my lips in a manner that suggests I am not explaining this for the first or last time, and begin to once again divulge my masterfully engineered and up to this point masterfully executed plan to this impish blue collar worker. I stand there in my personally tailored Italian suit, my navy blue appearing black in the low light. Pinstripes from shoulders to feet accentuate my 6’1” athletic frame. Name brand frames and custom color changing lenses wrap around the corners of my neatly trimmed head of deeply waved hair. The collar of my white shirt begins to dampen from the sweat of my neck as I speak. I loosen my sapphire blue tie, thinking how much it accents the azure of my eyes, and realize that perhaps if I had not been born with these exotic optical amenities I would not even be having this conversation right now. I finish speaking to the man who I would have until this point in my life would have considered far below deserving audiences with me, but now I find myself supplicating desperately. He appears to finally grasp my concept. “Ok sir I believe I understand. You are going to pay me one hundred thousand dollars to sell you the ashes of a random John Doe. Then you want me to give them to your wife and family so they can use them at your memorial service.” I smile slightly “yes I need you to do all of these things as well as confirm the death certificate and remember you are doing this as a part of my last will and testament.” The man seems to swallow these words like warm bourbon. “Ok sir I believe I got it all. It’s just that… it’s that. I don’t understand why you are doing this sir. I mean sir you live from what I can tell a perfect life. Why would you want to throw it all away by pretending that it’s over? I mean faking your death. I mean it’s just that… it’s that you have so much. Why would you throw it all away?” I am immediately taken aback. This lowest level of man has spoken words that are immeasurably profound to me. Throwing it all away has seemed to be the theme of my entire existence. It is the reason I am standing here this very moment. He knew nothing, I was throwing nothing away. I was gaining the world. She had thrown it all away. She had done this it was her it was all her fault. He didn’t know that though, he thought I was throwing all away. Hmph.


Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Hump Day Hotness

Wednesday is typically a boring day of the week. thus i have chosen to spice mine up with some beautiful women. I have 2 presentations for you here. One is a well known celebrity the other a girl next door. enjoy


























Inaugural Week continues with a shotout to my first celebrity crush. The timeless beauty Halle Berry, after abuse,infedelity, and BAPS this gorgeous woman has maintained her grace and beauty. She is the epitome of class and style. She is an Academy Award Winnning(Monster's Ball 2001) and can be seen in the upcoming film "Frankie and Alice" and "Dark Tide"




















My Girl next door pick is my long time friend Ashley. I watched this young woman evolve through many look over the years but never losing the mystery, and sensuality in her eyes. Be on the lookout for this young woman in the legal world soon and very soon!





Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Man Bags








Tuesday's Taboo:

Man Bags

I recently stumbled across two interesting items. The first was my printed copy of "The Complete Unabridged Man Law", and the other was a photo of a fashion item on Kanye West's blog. Now inquiring minds may want to know what one has to do with the other. Well let me explain. A particular Man Law stood out. It was about the male usage of bags. The law stated two interesting things first that any bag carried by a man must be large enough to carry a laptop computer or must be given the title man purse, and secondly that under no circumstances should a man use a bag with wheels; for as the law dictates if said man can't carry said bag than he is not a man, and said bag thusly becomes a purse. Now after reading these laws i was presenting with the image of a mens of shoulder(across chest/back) bag with three pouches. I shared this image with a variety of men and was greeted with just as varied reactions. To the end that I must address this topic via this forum. I feel that universal rules must be established in regards to the male usage of bags. The variety is remarkable(as i will display below), which makes this task much harder. However I feel that I have come up with a few recommendations I would love to get some feed back on.
1. If it looks like a purse it probably is.....
2.If it does not have a shoulder strap it might just be a purse.(unless it is large enough to hold clothing, and/or athletic equipment)
3. If it closes with anything more complicated than a zipper or snap button it may be a purse
4.If it worn around the waist, off one shoulder it is a purse
5.If the bag is European and you are not...It is a purse

Now take a look at these and make your own decision



Monday, February 22, 2010

MEDIA MONDAYS

I am a little tight i missed "How To Make It In America" last night but none the less here is the video to a song from the mixtape released of the same name.(well the mixtape version is the remix with Cudi but no video for that so get my back)

MEDIA MONDAYS

Ok so here is an Idea I had last night. I love sharing things I love with people....ok some things. So on Mondays I will share a pair of loves of mine in the form of media. Be it movies, music, books or whatever.



On Sunday I finally got to check out this semi-indie film that had been eluding me for some time now. Towelhead is a brilliant concoction, composed of excellent writing, superb acting, and genius directing. It is a gritty story that addresses several social taboos, from racism, to teenage sex to statutory rape. I will do my best to not give any spoilers but the movie is more than worth a watch. In fact if you have Comcast, and HBO its OnDemand right now so go check it out. If not Netflix, or Blockbuster it up yo.


Sunday, February 21, 2010

Roid Rage

With Basebal *cough boring cough* season swiftly approaching I felt this random rant was very necessary.

In our society today we are constantly trying to enhance ourselves, and our way of life. Some of us dedicate ourselves to the hard work necessary for natural enhancement others simply play their hand as dealt, others however use other ways and means to enhance themselves quickly, or with greater results than can be naturally achieved. Recently Mark Mcgwire confessed to having had used PEDs. Baseball has villified so many because of steroids as well as many other sports. I understand the necessity of keeping sports clean, and the desire to prevent cheating. However I feel the ensuing wrath is what is ridiculous. Every athlete as far as we know is human, and therefore imperfect. They are not to be regarded as the flawless, invincible, and infallible kryptonian we all know and love. They will make mistakes, and when presented with an opportunity to gain an upper hand, take it. It is human nature. We demand so much of each other. We praise the alpha humans and ridicule the weak. This is why we as a society go to great lengths to enhance ourselves. Men want to be better in bed so we use performance Enhancers, women want better figures, or looks so they use push up bras, girdles, and booty pops(Google it booty pop) even those in the performing arts use drugs to enhance their creativity. We want to see these things happen because we are satisfied with the ends as long as we never find out the means. Would Jordans dunks have been any less entertaining if we found out he used PEDs? What about Marinos TD passes, Gretzkys goals, or Tysons KOs? We say it can't count because sports greatness is determined by recordable stats, most of all in Baseball with its immense collection of statistics and records, but all stats can be skewed or fluffed. If I shoot and make one basket a game for an entire NBA Season won't I have a 100% field goal percentage? I say we monitor PEDs just like we have every other medical advance that goes beyond the natural order of things(tommy john surgery, etc) let them use it. We want them to run faster and jump higher anyway, besides strength or speed does not equal talent, ability, or skill(see Devin Hester) either that or in the great book of things we put an asterisk next to the name of every man who caused an orgasm while on viagra, and every woman who got a free drink in thr club while wearing a girdle or push up bra

January 20, 2025

The aforementioned date is the earliest possible date of my Inauguration as President of the United States of America. I though it a fitting title for my inaugural post on my new blog. This post will serve as my Inaugural Address. First let me address the title. It describes an internal struggle that i have been enduring for years. I have chosen to share this with you because it just feels good to share. I will make no promises about regularity or type of posts but I do promise to give you an unadulterated look into my world....wherever or whatever it is. I will discuss taboos, I will step on toes, and I will not apologize. So with these things said sit back and enjoy the ride. Be on the look out for random poetry, excerpts from my novel, poll questions reviews/critiques of every and anything, and a lot pretentious proclamation. Live Love and Love Life


~It would not begin with a bang, or with flash, or pomp, it would begin with a whisper like a pebble dropped in the ocean. The ripples however will be come tidal waves~