
Okay let me take care of a little housekeeping first:
1.)I'm going to try and update my blog at least once a week, most likely Sundays or Mondays. But as always thats subject to change, cause I am one of the busiest people I know. Work, school, then school, then work. And in between all that my FIRST and MOST IMPORTANT full time job, Mother of Ninja Jr. so yeah.....
2.)I'm trying to step my tech game up a bit for my blog. I'm pretty quick with learning computer geek stuff, just slightly impatient....xhtml, css, rss feed, trackback, layout, template blah blah blah, everything should come with an install wizard. I am considering switching to Haloscan for comments, but my past relationship with Pedro has been kinda rocky, so I'm still thinking about it. I have also added Words of the week----> over there to the side somewhere. Most people know that my relationship with words is the only that hasn't failed me yet. I thought it my duty to supply the masses with a few words to expand their vernacular. Try to use them while conversing with folks this week. I'm sure 1/2 the people will have no farking (oh yes-I said farking) idea what you're talking about, 1/4 will, and 1/4 will fake it. I respect those who know, and those who fake it. Knowing is 1/2 the battle according to
these guys. Honestly I probably would've been down with
this guy. I mean honestly Cobra Commander just seemed a lot more interesting than those clean cut All-Amerikkkan boys. What the hell were they fighting for or against anyways.....hmmm....sounds familiar....
3.) I'm still going to be as random as ever. It'll be a nice little melange of intellectual conversation, debates on: race, war, abortion, the wackness that is BET, a little celebrity gossip (when they do something to catch my attention), books that I've read, am reading, or want to read, things that are going on from all over the world to right on back to Rochester, NY.
4.)I'll also keep folk updated on me, my trials, my tribulations, my fogg stories (you love it!), my anonymous co-workers, the Nippy Kidz, the crazy people (like the fiend-lady that was wearing the Thriller jacket strutting down the street) and things that always cross my path, (like the station wagon with fake wood panels and the spinning rims, (I'm going to try to take pictures of this shite too)Wait...did I say rims? I meant spinning hubcaps HAHAHA, or this special sight that I saw in

Wal-marts parking lot. BOTH lights had Him just posted up. I thought, "Wow they are really letting Jesus ghostride the whip" Then I sang "Jesus take the wheel" all day long. How I wished I could have seen whose car that was. I've never seen it again, but I guess you couldn't have a better passenger.
and finally my loves,
If you love me you will subscribe to my blog. That something new over there to the side also. If you don't love me you'll probably just come lurk and read my shit all the time to either: a) see if I say anything about you or b)try to learn some new words. I suggest you come for option 'b'. Ninja, like the Wu, loves the kids and it's my duty, my PASSION to educate the most ignorant.
On with the show:
So my thought for the week is about hypocrites. I know, I know, we are ALL hypocrites about something, personally I think its about
what you choose to be hypocritical about. Take me for instance: Everybody's favorite Ninja. (LOL) I usually say what I mean and mean what I say.For instance; I don't hate white people, but I don't like a WHOLE LOT of their ways. I know that they tend to want EVERYTHING we have, even when all we've got is nothing. For that matter, it's some Black folks out there equally as trifling. I don't have time for them either. I have no patience for ignorance. I don't have patience for chics that dumb down for guys, or to appear cute, or when they clearly are being offensive, but get caught at it and are now shamed, (or should be). I don't have a problem with my friends that reside in Geightown. Why should I? I know more fucked up Hetero's than I do Geigh folk. I don't usually refer to my Geigh friends as fags or homo's or anything that would offend them. I don't call my white friends Cracka-ass-crackas or wannabe Black trailer trash, and I don't call my Black friends niggas or porch monkeys. (Key word is FRIENDS) Now does that mean I've never said the word nigga? No, I've said it. And I'm not even saying that was right. But I know I can go on about Blacks vs. Niggas for days. Have I called someone white, trailer trash? Oh why yes, yes I have, in anger, HOTASSANGER. Were they trailer trash? Yeah pretty much. I can honestly say I don't recall geigh-bashing.Is it so horrible because I may have crushed some offensive YT or a racist Asian, and never had to throw a Ninja Star into the heart of a geigh boi or girrl? Well honestly I don't know of any Geigh person in my life that ever did anything to me to bring about an attack on their sexual choices, I'd probably get at their mind before I got at who they sleep with or how. Damn the residents of Geightown are pretty much the only people who haven't pissed me off, funny how those folk come in all colors and still....haven't pissed me off. Is it a Geigh thing, or a white thing, or a Black thing? *shrugs shoulders* If I have gotten down to the point where I have had to pull out the nasty words, then whoever I was talking to probably should have shut the eff up at least 20 minutes ago. I will have most likely already murked them on the status of their intelligence or lack thereof, and have resorted to something they could understand; childish insults. No, I don't like stooping to lower levels, but sometimes, I have learned, it is quite impossible to talk intelligently to stupid people. And they are out there, they are. If you are in a room right now with at least 5 (you probably don't even need 5) people in it, somebody there is stupid. If after 1 minute (which is too long) you can't figure out who the stupid person in the room is...well...uh...yeah....best believe the other people in the room know who it is. LOL. The problem I have been facing with most humans is that they very often have no idea who
the man in the mirror is...
How I am last Tuesday is how I am today. If I didn't like you 3 months ago , I most likely don't like you right now as you are reading this. (and why are you reading this when you know I don't like YOU?) The difference with me and a lot of people I have run across in my turns around the Sun is that I don't have a problem with letting someone know how I feel. I don't need to be politically correct, or internet correct or "what you think is" correct. From the initial offense, I usually state my feelings on the subject, person, words, tv show, book, you , her or him and then rarely do I waver. Offense to me, my family, my race, or people that I love is unacceptable and is usually dealt with swiftly and oh so eloquently. I'm not compromising myself for real-life friends, cyber friends, a man, a dog or anyone.
Am I a hypocrite? I'll let you decide that for yourself. Not that anyone's opinion can move me. I know EXACTLY who I am.