NOW What?

Now what?…

It’s the question that often follows a litany of things that need doing, saying, changing…NOW what?

ANY one can form a list of to-do’s. Anyone can learn the knowledge, break down the truths and falsehoods…expose the intentions of something. Once that is accomplished…NOW what?

I told my sis, Maria…I don’t do all of the political, scientific, religious debates with folks. Not because I don’t have the mental cup o’noodles to slosh around in an argument with my peers…but because I hate all of that back and forth only to rest on the laurels of having proved my point. Is THAT the win? The point has been proven? I’m RIGHT…I’m the champion of the ole “say-n-sway”…so, I’m the HBIC (head brain in charge)? 

~waving hand in disregard~


It bores me to tears to go back and forth in civil debate about something that stays the same, but just changes places and players. What they’re doing to Obama, they did to Clinton (ironically both were elected behind a Bush)…but yea. After the initial screwing up of two terms of presidency…when the man came behind and tried to make right the wrongs of the Dumbfuck Family…he was criticized non-stop for not doing so in a timely fashion. Remember…you can fuck up in 10secs and it’ll take 10hrs to clean it up. Multiply that by days and years and it could go on and on.

Anyway…I hate having the almighty discussion of what’s wrong and no one is rolling up their sleeves on a daily basis and getting into the sludge of it. If you’re just good at running your mouth and you’re not affecting change by BEING the change…kindly STFU. Really. Or else you’re just a mouth running. Someone who enjoys being lauded for their lofty ideals and nifty ability to form a sentence.

If your platform is teens…find a community center or a school to do fairs and such at.

If your platform is AIDS awareness…find you a clinic or a hospital. Do some volunteering.

If you’re a politico…well throw your ass into the lion’s pit. Run for something. Start out as an alderman and work your way up to senate. DO SOMETHING.

As for me…I’m just fine, writing my poetry and blogs. Touching folks that I meet daily…doing God’s work in small but effective blessings. I don’t want to talk about it…I want to know that my life matters. I don’t want to brag it…I want to exhale at feeling as if I’ve brought something beautiful to someone’s life.

I do indeed respect the many people who blog daily and touch on the current events of the world…making them relate-able and palatable for our community and people. I just wish that SOME of those very folks didn’t use the world’s events as a deflector away from the life they are miserable in. Or as a way to be superior intellectually and not have much else to round out their personality. Your entire essence can NOT be of an aggressive, angry, political, adversarial kind. I’d love to read or hear more of a person’s life and see that they too have vulnerabilities.

Anyway…this became a rant out of nowhere. Perhaps the sick Kween needs to go lie her ass down somewhere and come back a less cranky blogger. lmao

*post accomplished* 🙂

Blogging til it HURTS!

“Okey dokey smokey…” that’s the start of one of the BIGGEST tags I’ve ever been involved in. One of my fave bloggers whom I recently began following :::the.kisser:::, has challenged me to blog EVERY day for a month in honor of National Blog Posting Month. As I have been trying to light a fire under my muse…this might turn out to be a hefty, but worth while challenge to oblige.

She’s chosen a theme…but, because I know I may have a touch of ADHD…I think I’m gonna go random. Blogging whatever comes to mind and heart. I’m such an absent-minded professor, that to show my dedication, I’m going to put a recurring alarm in my phone to keep me abreast of my bloggerbilities (blogger responsibilities) LOL.

*inhaling…exhaling* Here goes nothing…

I think my girl Butterfly Effect would like to put it down for the month as well!


I promise you, I’ve been messing with this page for EVER it seems. I just gave up! LOL. I am ONLY writing this particular blog right now, as a testing launch.

See, I tried to install Disqus’ commenting system into my page…but, it wasn’t kicking in. That was LAST layout. Then I decided to change the layout (bad move) which became a 2 day process of looking, testing, looking some more and don’t forget the initial task of copying and pasting each HTML code to my widgets BEFORE hand.

I enlisted Mr. Chap to help me because he’s great with this stuff and has made it look impossibly easy…but even he couldn’t breach the “beef” that Disqus has with my Blogger page. I decided then, to just unload the Disqus and use the basic Blogger commenting system. No harm no foul, right? Yea, ok…it just got worse. I did find a layout I could finally rest with…but, it had this annoying 4 blocks of “sponsor image buttons” on the right side. Well, how about from now on blog layout makers of the world…when formatting and ingeniously coming up with such beautiful layouts…GIVE INSTRUCTIONS! Everyone isn’t a computer geek with CSS experience. Mind you, when I had a page on another site I was pretty good at making my own layouts…learned how to go in and do the damn thing from some basic ones…but this is ridiculous. Perhaps, my frustration clouded my normally brilliant capacity to learn quickly. Who knows…all, I DO know is that when trying to remove said sponsor boxes, my already oozing membrane allowed me to right-click on them and “block” the images coming in. EUREKA…NO MORE OF THOSE BOXES! Yea…no more BOXES…but the word “sponsors” is still there…and guess what else? I’ve managed to block a few pics that were already in place for a couple of blogs. NICE, Kiwi…NICE!!

Ultimately…I still have a problem with the commenting on my latest blog. That is why I decided to just go free stlye and blog this crap, so that perhaps I could remedy the issue with a new blog. Who knows…it may work or may not. Either way, I’m done for now. If someone *coughing* MR CHAP *coughing* wants to come and do it ALL for me (HTML saves and all) he’s more than welcome…but, I’m not doing THIT until I get over this mess.

I should’ve left it alone…*sigh*