*****People are fucking crazy***** One day this week, I ventured out on my lunch break to get some water and one other thing from the Food Lion around the corner... It was (naturally) raining, and on my way back in the building, some chick says "man, I wish I'da known you were going out for lunch, I would have had you bring me something. In response to her statement, I simply smiled, forced an audible chuckle and kept kicking to get my ass in out of the rain. Keep in mind that this woman does not work in my department. Hiding behind the smile and faked laugh was my biting my lip to refrain from saying "Oh word? Well tell me... What is my name?" *****Obnoxious people***** Look, I know and very much display that I am an asshole... Perusal of the pages of this blog will tell you that. Has anyone noticed that there is this thing of the past few years, though, that obnoxiousness is often tied to the wireless device that an individual carries with them? It started, in my o...
I presented my FaceBook friends -- all people I have either met or at least conversed with in some realish-world fashion with the exception of fan pages, by the way -- and some folks via email with the question of the day: "H ow far does a man allow a woman to take it before physically defending himself ?" I then settled in for the last 40 minutes of my work day and waited for the responses to roll in, just to see what folks had to say in response. Keep in mind, the responses you will find here do not represent those of the staff (me) here at " The Musings of a Madman... " but of the individuals quoted as having said them. Any individual named and quoted will be such with a link to their own blog if you would like the chance to read them and hug it out with them. Or argue the merits of their response... As usual, my opinion and response will be last. First response, as is custom with the question of the day, was former coworker, Dominik (female, happily married), ...
You know, I don't know how I feel coming into this one... While Dancehall Reggae and rap make for a more natural combination -- as evidenced by BDP and the legendary commercial debut of the not-quite best ever Biggie on a SuperCat remix -- I was not too sure with how a more Roots Reggae/Rap hybrid would come across. Hell, even Capleton leaned to his own Dancehall sensibilities when Lil Jon (yes, that same one) gave him a beat to remix Wings of the Morning with Method Man. Knowing that Nas desparately needs money from an ugly divorce is needing a new creative outlet, and that Damian Marley is criminally slept-on, perhaps in his father's legendary shadow, we are to expect that this is a case of like minds coming together. For the sake of me, I am PRAYING that this shit works. And for those who doubt me, I did not become the dude to own/download literally thousands of albums because I wanted to hate on shit. Yes, often I come across an album that is an absolute fucking stinkfes...
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