Macy need tips from Macy's

....when ABC TV announced that Macy Gray would be a performer on dancing with the Stars I couldn't wait to get my laugh on. Well, I didn't laugh as much as I was slowly shaking my head humming "mmm mmm mm" because in my mind, she was eliminated when she came down the grand stairs to be introduced. Ya know, Macy needed tips from Macy's on how to develop longevity...at least fro 2-3 episodes. Come on!

Here's all that I witnessed during Day 2 when the women performed...

• During the Intros, Macy carefully plunked down the steps and was the only contestant not smiling during their debut.
  
• Before the first commercial break, she was picking at her nose. I guess something was in it.
  
• In the judging room, she was sitting kinda by herself (unsure why), and smelling under both arms.
  
• After her performance, the vulgar language on live TV. They bleeped it.

The uncomfortableness was just too much for her and she made no effort to compete and have at least a little longevity. She wasted her time and her partners time, who by the way had to travel with Macy in Europe, during her music tour in order to keep the dance sessions going.

Watch the full version:
http://www.hulu.com/watch/97356/dancing-with-the-stars-night-2-part-1

The Locked Red Chest

....I can create some fun out of revealing what's inside this large red chest in my garage that hasn't been opened in over 10 years. I can take suggestions from friends on how to best unveil this mystery. Suppose it's not what I think? Suppose it's just some school papers? I know there are pics from high school and college but who's in them? and what are we doing?

Here's what I'm thinking so far based on my FB friends Carolyn and Kristina. I'll carve out some time in my busy schedule :-) , fry up some wings, spike the lemonade, download some Hulu or Youtube footage of Geraldo! (only good gossipy episodes), then wait for about 5-10 invited girlfriends to come over for the reveal. If it's nothing exciting in the chest maybe everyone will be too full and drunk to care anymore. LOL

I do remember now that there is "one" thing in there. It's red. For a moment after that I thought my stalker letters were inside there from the late 90's, but those are in the closet inside luggage underneath a shoe box that include love letters from the early 2000's. LOL

~Shaking my head~ ...the more I type right now the crazier this is becoming. What's with all the storage, the color red, the letters, etc.? Am I a woman of past skeletons, lust, and hidden scandal? What "is" this madness??? LOL

YES! I can do bad all by myself

....."Is Morris Chestnut" taking pics right now"???

Folks in St. Regis hotel lobby liked my brave soul. At that moment, I was the Leader, I was was the person who would open the flood gate for the other people in the lobby to run over with their cameras. Chestnut's handler smiled and whispered back to me "I'm so sorry but he isn't taking pics right now" :-(

The rejection was unacceptable so I said "So what you're saying is he's not taking pics right now; at all, like no"? LOL and she nodded. Chestnut never turned around from the counter with those stunner shades on. I turned and saw a few people give me a look that showed they too were rejected.

Sad knowing that I created that scenario. That I created that mess of a moment. I had no groupie skills inside me. I wasn't even thinking....ya know I could have stolen a pic. Just yelled his name like Paparazzi and snapped a shot. However, I had to get ready for my fashion show.

In the blink of an eye I did bad all by myself :-( Sorry guys. No Detroit pic of Morris.

*OK OK...his handler told me he'll be at an event that evening if I wanted to come. I felt better knowing I had a second opportunity.

Knowledge Pimpin'

Based on a Facebook question by my friend and blog follower Kyle, he asked a great question:

Why ask a question that you already know the answer to?

Well, I responded that it's a pet peeve of mine so rather than spill my drama on FB, guess what? I have my blog now :-). Anyway, the question reminded me of a Manager who would ask me questions to get confirmation. But mostly, to pimp my mind; To "Knowledge Pimp" me. (don't go stealin' my new phrase. it's mine.)

Anyhoo, my Manager would attend these Managerial meetings and discuss the knowledge I dropped to my Manager already. I guess the mission was to look like the authority on the subject matter but on my expense. I gets no recognition, I gets no credit, I gets no thank you, and I gets no luv. Not cool.

Well, someone once shared with me that one of the duties of an employee is to make your Manager look good. That there should be rewards for that. It displays team work. Well, I say "Ain't nobody gone Knowledge Pimp me no mo without giving me my money! " awwwwwwww Don't let me break out with the DJ Quick jam on ya. LOL

Let the Blogging Begin

This blog was created out of my own frustration! How so? Well, I have a bad habit of leaving long comments on Facebook while everyone else leave a one liner. I mean, when you're on Facebook, the comment box says "What's on your mind", right?

I wondered for months whether people really had such fragmented thoughts. LOL Like, don't they have more to say? Is that it?

I'm just saying....maybe I'm the only person with a longer thought process LOL...maybe what's on my mind is much deeper and more thought provoking than most LOL...or maybe I need to just get with the program and be like everyone else by leaving short comments. hmmmm Let me think more about that. But blogging is a possible solution for my rambling moments. We'll see.

So cheers to my new blog life and there's even enough character space to say whatever I want as long as I want. Just hope you'll join me from time to time to share your thoughts in more detail.

Wish to me luck at not destroying my good girl reputation. LOL