So, I still don’t really have the words. I’m physically drained to say nothing of my emotions. It’s been a weekend spent touching base with my people so we can vent to each other. I’m genuinely thankful to the friends who texted and DM’d to make sure my head was still on straight (you […]
This has been a weekend. Saturday: how can you not be impressed? I know men and women who marched in DC, I know men and women who marched in L.A. I don’t think it’s remotely coincidental these are the same people who have my back when I drop the comedy and speak with passion […]
Who can really say for certain what’s to come in 2017? Whatever shape it takes, we’ll be ready. Let’s do this.
Taking stock of the past twelve months… For the first time (within one calendar year), I auditioned as Othello, Dr. King, and Malcolm X for different stage productions across town. Malcolm came post-November, and it was ‘Nation of Islam Minister Malcolm X’ at that. I would have given Denzel a run for his money […]
Life I wonder Will it take me under I don’t know Imagine smoking weed in the streets without cops harassin’ Imagine going to court with no trial Lifestyle cruising blue behind my waters No welfare supporters, more conscious of the way we raise our daughters Days are shorter, nights are colder Feeling like life […]
Ladies and gentlemen, live from Coachella… Kamasi Washington. Enjoy!
Many thoughts still, but as of this writing, we still have at least eight years to cover that. In the meantime, you most likely knew I’d start this week with a sketch from last night’s SNL. It was just a matter of which one. I still have to pick my spots with the interwebs […]
So it’s the weekend. But truthfully… The silliness hasn’t really come back to me yet. The timing isn’t right to be publicly lustful. So I leave you with this clip from Star Wars Rebels. Read into it whatever you like. Have a good weekend.
Where do I begin? Consoling my mother who thought she would vote a woman into the Oval Office in her lifetime? Trying to find something to say other than ‘I’m sorry’ to my friends who have children and have to try to explain to them (especially the girls) what happened and why? Pretending I have […]
Well, it was fun while it lasted America.
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