Looking Back....Looking Forward

I took me a while to really write this entry. Not because of the subject matter that I am discussing, but to really speak what I wanted to say to really give this justice. I know this time of year is a big "rite of passage" for so many people in terms of their lives beginning. Mostly, those who completed the big hurdle in their lives. Me graduating high school so many years ago - I can only count the years for I am getting old; I thought that is was just the biggest accomplishment in my life. Something that I worked hard to do and to share it with my family and my friends, many of them that walked the same journey with me from day 1. I can't say that I begun with them. Being transplanted from Oakland to Mississippi, I will admit was kind of a big change. Yet, in retrospect, I can hardly remember the times of Kindergarten and 1st Grade. Not clearly. Yet, 2nd grade unto that May night in 1994, I can remember those times fondly. The classes (some I kind of slept through YAWN), hamburger Friday, and the recces time. Lockers (which I rarely used), to homeroom (which to this very day, I still try to find out the purpose for that. - I wonder has anyone in the history of education ever failed homeroom.) Study-Hall, which I still think, does anyone every study there? I know I never did.

Then I think of my days back high school - 4 years that really say help define me as the person I am today. Being a realist, learning history (helping pass a class in the process), discussing conspiracy theories in Mr. Wade's class, to debating the topics of the day - only because if just play the devil's advocate. But the most fondest thing about it are the people, those that I call my friends. In a sense, it was a family, because in many aspects, we spent more time together than our actual family. (well it would seem the case.)

But, like many things, time passes, people lose touch, and we all grow up on the paths that we all walk. Some got married, have children on their own, followed their dreams, accomplished whatever they sought out to do. One thing that I can say about Facebook, is that it did reconnect many of us that it would be difficult to find - even those that lived in the same neighborhood. :P Yet, looking at so many now accomplish much, it does my heart proud to see so many do so much. (so may not achieved what they thought they would back in high school, yet you may done more than you expect and tomorrow is a day of ambition and never too late to do it.

Now looking back, I smile. Looking forward I smile at the possibility of what is ahead. A circle that widens with new experiences, new people that come in as well. But, where it starts are those that were there from the beginning. And me personally, before I was a cynic, before I was a villain, before I was just an overall ass, I was Marco. It is said  you don't know where you are going until you know where you come from. I know I came from Morton, Mississippi. I carry that place in my heart wherever I go. Sadly there is no K's Korner in Dallas and I can't get that teleport platform working or I be there stocking up on burgers.

Now, I look at the raining night in May, we all left the nest, planted new roots, raising a new generation and looking ahead to the future. I don't know where it may take me, but I know, as I knew then it will be something grand. Some those that have now reached this milestone. Know the future is bright and yours to take. Your story is to be written, as ours were. Make it a grand one. Look forward and start your journey.

With one step.

SAW 

Step right up...place your bets...

I know I'm going to catch all kinds of hell for this. Yet, then again, when I ever not got flak for many things I speak, ponder and heaven help anyone who ever takes a stroll in my mind. You would lose your damn sanity - and I would be on trial. But, I digress. The question I ponder, my people is it wrong for me to place personal odds and bets on relationships and stuff? I know that Vegas has put up odds on how long relationships last for several celebrities and I usually consider if I was a betting man and if there was a set of odds on how long folks relationships can or would last. I look at how much logic and reason can pull out the odds and we place it on such a board...

but in many cases, I know that it would a bit higher..

Now don't want to sound like a total ass-hat and cold to such a change in one's romantic status.Yet, I'm just a villain, what else would one such as I do. I can do all the best luck and wishes and all that. BUT, sometimes I have to consider. If there was bets and odds places and I can make a wager, I would. Hell I heard they had odds on how long Kim Kardashian's marriage would last and I would think there be a few that would be raking in the cash. And lord  knows, there folks I know that I can step up a betting table and be like I want to put this on this being less than 6 months at 3 to 1 and I be like...

KA-CHING!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I would be a rich villain with a few less friends but then again, with this, I could rent new friends. Call me a hater if you want, I call it being opportunistic. However, if I'm wrong, I would stand up and admit I'm wrong.

But, I doubt that I'm wrong. Alas...but that's how I roll cause I'm a villain....don't believe me...see this

we all going to place bets on that new relationship. We are the odds now...20 to 1....who got $20??

SAW

No good deed goes unpunished...

and no bad deed goes unrewarded.

Me being the nice, considerate and overall gentleman that I am...(no jokes from the nuts in the peanut gallery I can be damnit!) But I digress. I tried to do something so nice and stuff and I feel that I need to share it with my people.

I was at some local eatery today for lunch and I saw two women that were preparing to leave and one of them pretty much had decided to leave without her makeup being touched up appropriately. And me being the good guy that I am decided to help this individual with making sure her facepaint was good to go. Now mind you, this person was a card carrying member of the Sharpie Nation. YES, friends, she had the eyebrows all done up in the Sharpie manner. And some of it was running of, I don't know it was cause she was sweating more than a crackhead with a bank loan application or what. SO, what I done was reach into my bag and pull out a Sharpie and say, I think you can use this to touch up your eyebrows and don't mind if you can use it to get it done. Well, needless to say, she was pretty offended by the notion and just stormed off, greatly insulted. Well, all I can say was seeesh, try to help some folks and they get all bent out of shape. Heaven knows, she already look like she could pass for one of Mr. Potatohead's bastard kids and I for one was trying to help her out. I guess she was mad because, she was wanting a different color than I had. Maybe she wanted the red or the lavender Sharpie. Who knows.

So in short, my people, never attempt to give out any makeup aid to those who clearly need it. It can become more problems than solutions. And for my Sharpie, do not fear. It may not want to touch such bad skin anyway.

But, then again, we must stop and curtail the Sharpie abuse...just say NO TO Sharpie Abuse!

Stop the madness!!!

SAW

When the doors open for others...

sometimes it's best to close it behind them and go the other way.

I know many kind of wonder what is the meaning behind this quote. And yes it's made by me. I doubt that it will ever be remembered for the sake of history as a quotation of worth. However, for me, it means allot. How so you may ask? Guess, that is what this entry is about.

Over the last few months, I have seen many people who I known for years, some not so much go through several changes that for the most part prove extremely positive. I won't go into many semantics with it, but to sum it up, I'm quite happy for them. Many had to fight battles that I don't know if I had the strength or capacity to endure - yet I know many of those same individuals would never be able to carry what I had either. Yet, this is not a contest of such. There plenty of doors we enter in life; such that leads to opportunities, growth, success and the like. The saying that when one door closes another opens. But, I think that includes people as well. Sometimes, many must move back or leave or be left behind for others to move forward. This isn't always a negative thing. Granted, some can be attributed to drama, arguments and the like. However, there are cases when you are meant for a finite period. Do what was necessary or fulfill a purpose and move on. There also just rare moments, you are only there to witness others become what they are destined to be and that's it.

But, then there those few who are just there to close the doors others enter and go the other way while others go forward. If for any reason than to ensure those who have improved their own selves not regress back. For myself, I been such a doorman. I feel for a long time just a person to bare witness for many others or to be just that one person to point in the direction of success, greatness, happiness, etc and then close the door behind them. In doing so, I have kind of been fading out of lives. Like the moments between dreams and consciousness. Over time to be a memory and then nothing. Many times not even a goodbye is needed or necessary. For many years, I have left behind many people and never as much gave as much as a wave,a handshake or even words, "So long." I never really knew why but I guess, it was easier to be forgotten this way. From those at home, to my time in Houston, then Hattiesburg, to Irving and even now. It just makes it easier to server those ties that bind me here. Some are harder than others I will admit. Other times, it's as simple as turning around and going the other direction.

Now, for those who have found whatever they wanted or wished for, it's time for me to take my leave and back away. Maybe it's selfish of me to be so, many say why not be part of it and have it shared. Honestly, that never been me. Granted it's their choice to do so, yet it's my choice to politely refuse, or just not be there to do it. As I said, it can be selfish but sometimes in life, we have to be. While I know the core people will still be there, mostly my family, there others that it won't be as difficult to slip away. I did what I was meant to do and now time to be a the one to close the door behind those who are moving on.

And what of me? What is next for me, that is a question that really has no answer for I don't know. I go where the winds blow and walk till fate, chance, whim or whatever brings me to someone else and start over again. Looking at names, numbers - so easy to delete and walk on, and many more would never notice you not there. Yet happy to know that they are where you don't have to be thought of to begin with. So those who have walked though that door, do not worry, I will close it behind you.

It's the least I can do...

SAW

Maybe it's just me but....

as of late, I just been seeing so many posts on Facebook with signs asking everyone to like, and share for this for some stupid thing or another. Or please like and share to locate someone. Maybe it's the cynic in me, maybe I'm just the traditional asshole that so many have come to know and love but I have this great notion stop me if you heard this before but why not...

do it your damn self - work to get whatever you are wanting and search for what you are looking for on your own.

Just saying. I guess now of days the social media has been transformed into the begging, locator and depository of self-justification.

I will probably get allot of hate mail for this but, I can give 2 shades of a damn about it. I just feel that way and honestly, I'm shocked nobody has not said anything about it. Yet. I should just go head and be like them and see if I can get a million views, posts, or comments on this blog. Now that would something. The again I would be charged for the same hypocrisy. And I ain't got no time for that. Don't believe me..let my friend say it for me...

So in closing, I really hope that folks can actually stop with that nonsense of posting signs in needs of likes. I mean seriously, you think anyone will get a million likes for you to get a puppy or a tickets to a game, or any crap like that. I probably doubt it but oh well...let's see if my favorite Star Trek Captain can help with my dislike...

Live long and prosper.... 

SAW

Brand New Year...Same Old Stupidity...

First of all, let me wish each and every one of you readers and my people a wonderful, happy and most prosperous New Year. I do hope you all eaten your black-eyed peas - left three on the plate. For health, wealth, and prosperity. For me, I may just have to leave the whole plate full. I can use all of that and then some. So New Year tidings to you all. Now let's get to it...

It seems that even with the coming of a new calender yet, we have come across the same bull shittery that we have witness from last year.But this time, it has come with such a twist, that I just could not help but post it.

Now, nothing makes me irritated than men who just have to sag and have their pants hanging off their ass or so far it's to their knees. I have to say that I wanted to drag some of those folks up to the nearest Walmart, Target, or anything; buy them a belt, beat their ass with it and then make them wear it and pull their pants up. I told a few of those wanna be thugs do you know the whole reason of sagging. One who had the brains and intellect of an empty soup can (and I really don't want to insult the soup can for saying this) said and I'm quoting this, "Because it's the hood way, thug-life and real G's sag." Heaven help us for stupid logic. Well I had to break it down to him and his "so-called" thugs that sagging is a prison calling card that is your pants are sagging and hanging down, it's an open calling card to pretty much get prison pow-wowed. So you may as well drop them all the way down bend over and well you know the rest. I went and bought a pack of M & M's and said here you may start practicing now putting on candy lipstick. Well a few of them did not believe me and just said it wasn't true. Well the fools will learn if they end up in one of our many illustrious correctional facilities across this great nation of our.

I say that to say this, why is it that I saw some very individual from the north suburbs of Dallas. Which I call the rich North Dallas Beautiful People, leave Ben and Jerry's not only sagging, then secondly, looking like he just got out of a spray-tan session, and here is the kicker and clincher, sagging and wearing a thong. I was like really...you going so called wangsta wearing your sister's underwear. Tisk tisk tisk...I just could not help myself but laugh. He trying to be a bad boy or something, he is doing it ALL wrong. And how in all the world would you be sporting a thong like that. You not a thug, you just confused. Take off your sister's panties ok?? Just saying! 

Another year has pass plus a bonus ahh hell naw moments top 5

Rejoice, for we are still here. Those Mayans got it wrong. As I knew they would. And for those hoarders and doomsday preparers out there who wasted untold amount of money and time, enjoy the cans of spam idiots. So how much did you put into the bunkers and the likes? Could had just donated that money to me. I would spent it on something a bit more practical. Or a few practical things.

Now I for one am glad the holiday season is almost over. I haven't been really much in a festive mood to be totally honest. But, I can fake it pretty well. Yeah, I was disappointed that I can't breakout my chainsaw-shotgun combo on zombies. BOOOO! I still am disappointed in those Mayans..grrrrrrr but I will make due with watching the Walking Dead.

Now let me end my blog year with just a few things that I saw that just makes me have to say WHAT IN THE HELL?!?!?! I don't know how some can even be left out to their own devices, if they resort to such stupidness or all out...*skip the next potty words* Tom Fuckery! Yes. I went there. If you are easily offended by just straight nonsense and just outlandish comments - first of all you need to be lobotomized.Secondly, you need to have a sense of humor. And then be lobotomized again. So without any farther adieu. Here are the top 5 AHHH HELL NAW!! MOMENTS of 2012.....

Thank you Joker...

Number 5.
I don't know about you all, but there is just something very disturbing about this. I mean why she wearing clothes that she was wearing back in 4th grade. And I am wondering what she is ordering at this place and I'm willing to bet you that there is a diet coke in the mix. But seriously, what can anyone explain number 1. How did she get into this. There is probably an empty bottle of wd-40 somewhere. This is a crime against fashion humanity and must be judged accordingly. But seriously, give your sister back her clothes. And no, I will  not talk about the tramp stamp tattoo. I can't even force myself into it. Nope can't do it. This does reek of just absolute malarkey.  

Number 4.
This is what happens when you get raped by a fashionably challenged makeup artist from Crayola. Or did the zombie apocalypse really happen and this is what has is the plague upon us is truly suppose to be. There are few words that I can really say that can describe this. Disturbing being one of them. The other is that they need to like well ummmmmm...I don't know....get those damn colors off their faces. I mean just bad. And the clothes..seriously. I mean Sweet Double-Dutching Baby Jesus, whoever came up with these fashions need to be hung for illegal use of couch material. I mean Animal print should only be used for couches and that is pushing the limit. UUUGH! And what's with the hair do. Looks like a mop is missing over there. But, I'm going to try to be nice here...too late...DAMN DAMN DAMN!!!

Number 3.

First of all...Who in their right mind let this out of the cage? Second, who told her to wear this and the biggest question asked by the gentleman concerned is this: WHERE ARE THE FRIENDS WHO SHOULD WARNED HER THIS IS ALL KINDS OF WRONG?????? I blame her friends for this. Cause let's be honest here. This is wrong on a magnitude that defines explanation. Now I know you all old heard the old adage, "Just become it comes in your size does not mean you have to wear it." And in this case, this should be taken to heart. She looks like an out of work super-heroine who just let herself go. Those cupcake criminals have destroyed her forever. And what's more important is the look at her face. Eying that woman over there like she was a 2 for 1 coupon to Ribs & Wangs. And what is worse about this is she probably think she was looking good. Yep good and terrible. But don't take my word for it. Here is someone who saw this and this is their reaction.

I couldn't said it better myself. But I would had a few more choice words, however, this would be enough. If any of my friends ever and I do mean EVER even considered this...they getting told off in a heartbeat. Just saying. Yes you are welcome.

I will give you a moment to compose yourself from the laughter you all are doing. I know you are. I can hear it. If you have to go use the bathroom, feel free to do so. I can wait for you......

Still Waiting....

Wash your hands..thank you. Now let's carry on.

Number 2.

I will give you a moment to really consider this one right here. Before you even say nice hat, I just have to ask. Really, seriously?? Wow?? There some who are looking at her and say damn this is beyond trailer park. I do hope and pray to any divine power out there that this is is a temporary tattoo. Because if she ends up getting knocked up...and I'm pretty much going to bet she will  be after too many bottles of Jack Daniels and a crystal meth casserole, she going to be injected. Yes they do breed. Which needs to stop. But, back to this, if she gets pregnant, that Rat Fink will look more like a kangaroo or something. I just have to ask, what artist in their right mind did this. But then again, they did this and had to tell someone about this after a few drinks and say...you know there was one chick who wanted a Rat Fink tattoo on her stomach. And after a handjob and $400 bucks, I had to do it. Ugliest thing ever but hey, to each their own. I hate to see what her kids will think of this one.

Mom, what made you have this tattoo?
Lots of drugs, lots and lots of drugs.

Honey Boo-Boo has a bright future ahead of her don't see??? 

Now here is the best of the worst...just had to better have therapist on standby.

Number 1.

What has been seen can be never unseen. And I think after seeing this, my eyes need to be replaced with cybernetics. Or have my brain scoured of this memory. But, with that being said. Let's examine this shall we?
First of all, let's call this IT cause it just seem to work better for the purpose of this entry.

Damnit who let it decide to wear that, why has anyone fed it any food cause it looks like they can hula hoop through a fruit loop. Please tell me this it is not a stripper cause if so, I will make sure NEVER to frequent there. It needs to eat seriously. Come down south where, there some folks who will take you in and throw some soul food. You know; black eye peas, collard greens, corn bread, fried chicken and pecan pie for dessert. But I do need to know if this is one of the ITs of the evening. Who is paying for this. There isn't enough liquor to drink IT cute. Just saying. I think this is from the remake of the Crying Game don't believe me look here.

Indeed. I would cry too if I had seen this. Worse if I woke up to this. Heaven help us all. And help it. It needs to be feed so kindly send all food available to www. I need to feed the skinny . org . thank you for your kindness.

Well, I think I have tormented and corrupted your minds for the year. But, know that in 2013, there shall be much more of this pure insanity. But for now, make your appointments for your therapists. And have a wonder New Year...

And yes after seeing all that, we all can use some Lemon Pledge...si si si si si!!