I’m back…

After only enjoying 3 weeks out of this beautiful summer season, I’ve decided to started blogging my rants and spare the good folks I call “friends.”

Just this past weekend I passed up a great opportunity to hit up Randall’s Island for the RocK the bells concert…

…to go to Dorney Park! Boy, do I feel like an ass!

On another note, I have got to compliment Tameka Foster on her gangsta. True, her and Usher postponed the wedding, but that’s exactly my point. Postponed… It’s still going to (eventually) go down. Plus, she’s got a hood bun in the oven. She’s got Ursher’s ass for at least another 18 years. (…Cheaper to keeper, Ush!)

Who said golddigging was an exercise in futility?

Peace & Love