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That Sickness

Sat, 05/03/08 8:28 P GMT-06
(Why ya trippin?  I ain't really that sick)
 
 
I know I get sick.  I know I may irritate others when I am sick.  I am a bitch ass when I am sick...whining, moaning, complaining on every level...but I rather be by myself when I am sick...and not around other people.
 
Note:  A personal Irritation of mines...is when someone has a job to do in the food industry and comes to work...sneezing, coughing and wiping shit from their face.  Mannnn...that makes a nigga lose his yearning for grub quick.   Take some medicines and keep ya ass home.  
 
This is just a vent. 

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Fur People

Sat, 05/03/08 8:27 P GMT-06
 
My wife loves her critters.  The kids are so-so about them.  I don't like them.  I don't like them not because they are dogs...but more because they are like billy goats.  They are destructive. They eat furniture, clothes and paper. The fuckers ate up my cords to appliances!  The $1800 vacuum, our iron, and now the wind tunnel/Honey well turbo fan.  I love that freakin' fan.  Now we only have them funky cheap fans that we got to use...of course The Goddess ain't moved...these are her critter children.  
 
From the jump I did not want them.  Why?  Because I usually end up taking care of them.  They are huge responsibilities.  I already have kids to take care of. I don't wanna be scrubbing piss and shit out of the carpet.  I don't wanna have to buy puppy food, take them for shots, grooming or walks...None of that!!!  So I tell the Goddess this before we get them.  She claims she will take care of em.
 
One day as I am going to the kitchen to eat some breakfast before work...I notice by our sliding glass door that leads to the back yard..doggy turds.  Disgusted and frustrated I walk away from them funky chunks.  I leave em where they stand.  That is nasty but...as I believe the moment you start an action...it will be expected all the time.  I said from the jump...I ain't taking care of em.  So The Goddess is pissed because I left doggy turds in the carpet for them to clean up 2 hours later after I witnessed it.  I told her why... and she shits on my judgement.  I don't care!  I ain't taking care of em.  I did not want them.
 
I already know ya'll are like stubborn ass!  So what...I didn't want em.  Now we got spotted carpet where their lil ass pissed all over the place.  Guess what...?  We got to kick out bucks to get carpet cleaned...and they will just do it all over again.  Grrrr...I truly believe nubians shouldn't have dogs...because through my nature I don't take care of em like I have witnessed the Caucasians do.  They treat em like buddies and homies.  Fuck that!  You are what you are doggy!  So that is what I expect them to be like ....doggies. 

Who Shot Ya?

Mon, 04/28/08 9:21 P GMT-06

 

My younger sister has a boy friend whom is a gang member.  He reps the set 187 Fam Bloods.  My sister through many talkings of letting ol boy go and moving on with her life is a talk she is not willing to hear.  Our concern being she don't bang...she may get caught up in some shit that she don't even need to be in. She still ain't hearing it.

This weekend her boyfriend was shot while sitting at a red light.  Dudes rolled up and licked off.  He got shot in his shoulder and it went through his neck.  He is up in the hospital and may be paralyzed.  We will know soon.  Her boy friend is a good dude in a sense...but growing into a man; he needs to let childish things go.  My sister is going to school to be a doctor that works with dead folks...I just hope her boy can bring something to the table; that doesn't involve them getting killed or him locked up in prison.

I wish him well and my sister sense to see that if she was in the car with him...she may have caught one too. 

Still So Dirty

Mon, 04/28/08 7:29 P GMT-06

 

 

I spent 20 +dollars at GNC for some of their colon cleanse.  It is a 21 day digestive health program.  My take on it?  Bull shit.  I don't feel any different than the first day I took it.  No super duper bowel movement, no feeling like I am flushed...I did de hydrate like a muthafucka though.

If you look up colonix online...I think this may be the route I go.  I wanna be super clean internally. 

Wife Swapping

Wed, 04/23/08 9:02 P GMT-06

 
( I got papers on her....she is already sold!)

 

As my beautiful Goddess lays in the bed beside me; I attentively watch George Lopez.  This episode was dealing with college; and George not going.  Now while in his office he wanted to show off a pic of his wife.  He got to bragging about how fine she was until he saw a picture of the college guys woman. I laughed because I swap pics of my wife all the time.  Not for keeps...but just to view.


(Awww girl better put them lips away...ya giving me ideals)

Alot of guys think she is soooo pretty.   I was even told that they wish they could get a woman like my wife.  Ha!!!  That is a subtle way of saying they would wanna slap skins with her.  Before I even met LT's(co worker from Florida) wife...he showed me a bikini pic of his wife.  She was super fit in the pic.  He looked at me...trying to figure out what my response was gonna be...I said hmm?  Nice pic.  What the hell does a dude expect you to say???   I even had semi nude pics of my wife on my palm pilot; before it got stolen...in her ol' sexy out fits.  They were not shared with the world...but when I was at work...I looked at her sexy ass... and got excited.

I know from what went down on my last blog... I may appear to be a jealous dude..but I ain't.  Like I said then...it was because I was not in the know of my wifes feelings before I read her words...so I got angry.  I know dudes wanna cut, they look at her..and that actually makes me feel pretty good.  Cuz if you got your gurl out there and no one even takes a second look...what does that say?  Looking don't hurt nobody.

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digital Paint Practice

Mon, 04/21/08 9:54 P GMT-06

 

Sunday Irritations

Sun, 04/20/08 1:10 P GMT-06

 

Early Sunday morning The Goddess and I are up @ 4:45 going out into the dark streets of Denver to clean another salon with our Aunt.  Tired and moody is the vibe I have.  The God Shah tells me constantly that every man needs to awaken every morning and center himself in a state which produces agreeable effects.  You should not step foot out of that bed until your mind and energy is in a good place.  I fail to adhere to that rule.

Banana.  The Goddess laughs at me because my minor morning irritation has me reacting like an idiot.  I am in the kitchen preparing a protein shake.  I peel a banana and the 3 quarters of it falls on the floor.  I get mad and snatch that banana up off the floor and fling it on the counter top.  She says " Honey there are more bananas right there."  I know there is more bananas' right there...I am pissed because that banana was supposed to be in my shake not on the floor.

Orange Juice.  The other day my wife goes to the store and asks what do I need.  I say Orange Juice.  She buys it.  Yeah!  Now I have orange juice specifically for my protein shakes.  One day passes and 3 quarters of the orange juice is gone.  Then I come down stairs the next day and my daughter is drinking Orange Juice.  Eyes squinted and I pose the question.  Who told you to get orange juice?  In my heart feeling like a lil spoiled kid..."That's mines"...that is my orange juice.  She looks up at me and says "Mom has been letting me get Orange Juice every morning."  Seething with anger...I walk off.  Now if I wasn't trying to get in shape and do my protein shakes...no one would want orange juice, bananas or whatever I want to put in them.

SUCKA BOY MUSIC

As I wet vac the surrounding area scattered with white folks hair...music is playing from the ceiling; filling ever crevice of the Salon.  This is a white folks oriented salon with a hint of fine European decor.  Getting out of the complaints in my mind I start to focus on the music that is playing.
I don't know the artists because ya boi does not listen to this new R&B shit and alot of this new rap shit.  None the less we are in a white folks salon listening to brotha music.  Well, I must be getting old...but that shit sounds whack!  A nigga singin' about wanting to fuck a girl in the club.  Then I hear another song; a nigga talkin' about  fuckin.  How he has a magic trick in his pants and hocus pocus shit.  I am like c'mon man.  Don't no body wanna hear that shit. 
I guess this is why when NWA came out and Public Enemy, Rakim Allah and other male/ masculine type cats got hold of the mic...I felt good about music.  I am not fashioned to be sissy- fied.  Don't get me wrong...I like love songs...but don't be no trick crying and whining and saying outlandish bullshit.  I dig the old cats...Teddy P, Gaye, White and them...but these young niggas are whack.  How romantic is a nigga talking about wanting to fuck a girl in the club...where is the smoothness in that?
 
Presents.  Our 17 year old just celebrated his b day.  We got him a subscription to Game Fly and a PS3.  Man...kids are lucky these days.  Ain't no way in the hell when I was growing up a brotha wouldn't even have the nuts to ask for a $500 video game unit.  Shit we was lucky if we got a $69 black and white 13 inch tv.   When asked before his bday came what he wanted he did say a ps3...but even fixed his lips to ask for $1000.  I guess a grand ain't worth shit no more.
 
Freaky.  The Goddess got some new sandals so we are getting freaky the other night.  Moaning and groaning and trying to silence the noise from little ears...when I get an idea.  I jump up out of her run to her closet and get her new leather sandal.  I say sandal...because I couldn't find the other in the dark and slid it on her foot.  Now the moonlight made enough light so I could see the arch in her foot but the aroma her scent and that leather sandal made had me wild like a mutha fucka.  I am licking her foot, her sandal and we are getting it on.  Awwww!  the memories. 


(Before going to get her sandal...actual footage from our session)

 


(Old pic...but I like It)

 

 

GACo

Mon, 04/14/08 6:12 P GMT-06

 

 

After all the bs we went through back in 2006; we still miss living in Georgia.  I miss my house, the area and all that southern hospitality.  My folks (friends) are still out there and from what I hear shit ain't getting no better.

My wifes friend wants us to move to Texas.  Yeah Texas is the south but it ain't like GA or FL.  I became more accustomed to that humidity and Ga folk over these Midwest cats.

Colorado is where we currently stay.  This is where we moved when the house became foreclosed on.  We love my family; that is the major reason for us staying here plus we we were able to get work.  Yet these cold climate type states ain't the business.  All this freaking snow is irritating.

What makes GA more favorable than living here in Colorado?  Here are 9 reasons.

1.  That ol' warm climate.

2.  Glady's Knights and Rons' Chicken and Waffles off of Peachtree Street.  Chicken, collard greens and waffles is what's up!

3.  More activities and grown up places to go.  

4.  Its close to TN and Florida

5.  The trees.

6.  More brotherhood and brother culture.

7.  Them broads out there can shake a booty!

8.  Strip clubs are $5 a dance and up...here in Colorado they want $25 a dance and are only topless.  Boooooo!

9.  My wife loves it down there.

 

 

Digital Paint Practice

Mon, 04/14/08 5:44 P GMT-06

 

Wifey Playlist

Wed, 04/09/08 9:08 P GMT-06

 

While at work I listen to my Ipod.  I have a play list created in dedication to my wife.  Songs within this play list generate good feelings.  It activates my memory of past days of fun and frolic  and imaginary situations that I would like to see become a reality. 

I know my pissy post while under The God had individuals thinking I was going to leave my wife.  I thought about it...but that is punk shit.  I love this woman and we are a fantastic couple.  I am Batman and she is my Robin.  Over the past weekend we worked through it and we are all smiles again.

Music can manifest certain emotions that have been long forgotten but I relive them each day making my marriage stronger and stronger. 

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