Read It Because I Wrote It…
In one of my frequent phone conversations with my good friend Kofi, I heard a familiar sound in the background. “I know which episode of A Different World that is!” I remarked. I was wrong and Kofi reveled in it with a rib at my expense. “You know what, you’re right. It is the telethon... Continue Reading →
https://www.youtube.com/embed/vHz7oC-bY7w Dozens of essays ago, I wrote about my college roommates, Devin and Walter. In 2005, Walter was a recent seminary school graduate, was 11 years our senior, and worked as an administrator at Morehouse College. Despite our difference in age, the three of us got along. One night, the three of us sat in... Continue Reading →
The smartest decision I ever made was attending Morehouse College. I haven’t been able to make the trip to Atlanta for my alma mater’s homecoming since Obama’s first term in office. I hate not being able to attend; but I absolutely love seeing everyone’s pictures on social media. I don’t have too much of... Continue Reading →
It's the first day of spring, it's snowing in New York, and it's that time of the year when I miss living in Atlanta badly. In Georgia, the "out like a lamb" portion of March is seventy degrees, and the dogwoods have begun to bud leaving that weird floral smell in the air. The thought... Continue Reading →
I don't usually post on Sundays. Other than The Weekend In Pictures I don't think I've ever written on a Sunday. There's been a lot going on in my life these days and when the time is right I will divulge in great detail with hints of humor along the way. I do have something... Continue Reading →
With the exception of one or two, none of my closes friends live in New York. We're all over the country. I haven't seen many of them in years. Every once in a while we'll talk and just catch up on life confirming and getting the details on stories we've seen on social networks and... Continue Reading →
On this morning ten years ago I was up after a restless night wondering what the next chapter of my life would be like. I was seventeen years old and at around 11:30 AM I was flying to Atlanta for college. I hated my senior year of high school and was ready to leave Long... Continue Reading →
Something's gotta changeSounds of laughter and happiness turns my teardrops to rainBeen bearing this burden for too many of my daysLooks like breezes of autumn done finally move my wayLike memories of yesterday...While Southernplayalisticadillacmuzic opened up the door for southern hip-hop, Aquemini is the five-mic classic, Stankonia was the crossover, Speakerboxxx/The Love Below won all... Continue Reading →
Social media is something else. When I graduated from high school ten years ago, you were balling if your cell phone had a camera. More than likely you didn't. Your memories were mostly 4x6 glossy photos in which the best one or two you put in your scanner and you asked your friends who knew... Continue Reading →
There's a lot to write about this week. Still have another flight, going from visiting Atlanta to being a Hurricane Sandy refugee, and it being a year since the final chapter of my relationship with my fiance closed. With that said I will start with homecoming. It's 7:28 AM, and I'm on my cousin's porch... Continue Reading →
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