Monday, April 27, 2009

welcome

overheard while walking down the street... "I'd rather get hit with a pineapple than a fist". second person, "yeah, plus it's tasty."

it's been a minute but since most folks have short attention spans we'll fill it in as we go.

i enjoy eavesdropping on conversations b/c the greatest moments are never recorded...so i try to. i like connecting the dots BC it helps me to understand things better. plus people say some interesting things. tangent: can folks (see my people) please know how the word is pronounced if you get interviewed. "it was so out in the open where everyone could see it. it was so blant." yes, that breeze you feel is me shaking my head. it also makes me wonder why they air it.

anyhoo, i was watching some reality cop show like always and i hear the officer run off a list of charges. possession of a controlled substance. i call B*llsh*t! if it's so controlled, how did he get his hands on it?

i feel that words are so important, especially the correct words to capture exactly how you feel. plus some will judge your intelligence, economic status, values,etc if you destroy the language we call English.

as much as i enjoy creating new word everyday, i do feel that some rules have to be exercised. you have to know the rules before you break them. there has to be a bar.

so, let's delve into the convenient subtraction of consonants for the sake of time. after a while, it'll just be grunts. i can grasp the idea of typing in shorthand. but if you never learned longhand, what do we/you call it then? moving backwards in the realm of communicating. sure the message will arrive faster than it took you to create it but will they understand what you said. it's like a horrible lyrics over a sick beat. consider how we get bent out of shape when what we say is not what was heard and/or meant.

i love that we are filled with inappropriate comments. actually, the term should be inappropriately timed comments. we're more insensitive that we let on. we've been programmed by relatives, congregations, friendships and personal experience. stereotypes come from somewhere. the key is to know that they are just that. micro of the macro.


and be careful, i might just be behind you listening.

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