Four Lions (Full Movie)
Four incompetent British jihadists set out to train for and commit an act of terror.
Four incompetent British jihadists set out to train for and commit an act of terror.

So, this week I really didn’t feel like writing about anything in particular; so I am going to share a few things that have been on my mind lately. Here are a few things that grinds my gears, a little list I like to call my “Shut the f*ck up” list.
I just think each day is a blessing, why waste our days on gossiping, overly idolizing celebrities, arguing, relationship drama, insane mindsets, pointless trends, ignorance, false livelihoods, shallowness, and unintelligent days? If we as humans cut out the insignificant aspects in our life, the stars would be in our palms. We would be truly sublime because anything we focus on wouldn’t be a dream or fantasy. With that being said, what’s your life goal?
The day after my twenty-seventh birthday, I am sitting here thinking life is moving fast around me and I am stuck in my ways. I see people I went to high school with, co-workers; shoot even people younger than me are getting married. This train of thought isn’t about marriage but it has me thinking, “Am I ever going to stop reaching for my dreams and settle down?” I am three years away from thirty but I do not feel the desire to settle down and create a family just yet. There is too much work to be done before I am down on one knee. I feel as if my dreams will always outweigh love in my life. Do not get me wrong, I would love to settle down but the fire in me is blazing to create a masterpiece and leave any lackluster work of others in my trail blaze. I look at it like this; the world is overdue for another wave of great talent like during the Harlem Renaissances and Civil Rights Movement. So, who wants to join me in bringing all of our beautiful talents to the world? Whenever I tell people I am a writer they retort with, “like Tyler Perry?” First, he’s not a “true writer” and second he’s a “contemporary coon.” Yeah, I said it and this doesn’t make me a “hater,” it’s the truth. Do me a favor, look up the word “minstrel” and get back to me with that definition, I digress. Each day I prepare for my future whether it’s by plotting stories that will be published five years from now or freelance writing to add to my portfolio. Honestly, I would love to have a family but I know my desire to achieve something sublime will outweigh my family. It wouldn’t be fair to my family for them to come second in my life. Second to some imaginary universe and characters, I think my wife would be pissed if that was the case. Let’s cheers to these happy couples who are getting married and are newly wedded; many wonderful years ahead. I will be right here still in another three years working like there is no tomorrow. Hopefully the day comes I find my masterpiece and I can settle down like all of you happy people. Until that day comes, stop posting up so many damn pictures and statuses about your “happy marriage” on Facebook. I can barely get a woman to like me for more than a few months. Back to you guys, stay happy you beautiful people and I’ll keep working toward that masterpiece.
The day I get married there will be fireworks.
Happy birthday to me!


They greet me at city hall with cat calls, “YO’s, light-skin, fuck you, she can’t speak,
Three steps down, you got some change sweetie?”
I reply, “No, only a credit card this time.”
Only to be followed to the token machine by a stinch and a flinch
Of a woman with a piercing whine,
“I’m huuuungry!”

Heard it all before sister, I hate to be rude, but so am I
Just got finished my 9-5 to go home still broke
So, the only thing I can offer you is hope
And a prayer in the few seconds I have of silence in the station before high school lets out

They rush past me in swarms of skinny jeans colorful snap backs and backpacks
The “educated bunch”,
but these vulchers have been caged for 7 hours and now lookin for lunch,
Who will be the victim today?
A commotion between the pack only serves as a disguise
to look for unsuspecting guys with all the right eyes.
iPhone, iPad, iPod, oh god, (more…)
Annnnd I’m back… How is everyone this Monday? How was your weekend? This week’s topic isn’t really about anything special. It’s about something BIG, it’s about YOU! I would like to know how your Monday has been, and how your weekend was. I am going to share my day with you guys, and I’m hoping you will do the same. So, if you’re taking time out of your day to read this, by all means, please tell me about your day. No if’s, and’s, or but’s; I want to hear about your day, weekend or both. If you want to vent, whether it’s about your lover, friends, children, boss, or just something silly, shoot! This week’s topic isn’t as long as last weeks, but it’s important because it’s about our days. So comment below or I’ll come find you…I kid, I kid, but really I would love to hear about your day.
Well, here’s my day…
Morning
Woke up from a strange dream; I think it was about Toy Story. I got ready for work and rode the train with my friend, Ms. Shippe. I realized I was early for work so I walked Ms. Shippe to her job. I had a nice morning walk to work, listened to Kanye West’s “Dark Fantasy,” “Can we get much higher? Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.” Good song, check it out, I’ve digressed. Got a pretzel and saw my neighbor we work in the same building. Talked to a co-worker, and then went to my desk to start writing. Of course, everyone wanted to say “good morning.” I wanted to ask them, “Do you see my face? Does it look like I want to talk?” If they only knew I am the most homicidal in the morning. I almost called out like

A hero grandmother told how she was forced to break down the door of a stranded Eurostar train yesterday fearing for the lives of her two grandchildren trapped inside, struggling to breathe.
Yvonne Lewis, 54, below, was among more than 2,000 British passengers stuck with hardly any food or water for up to 18 HOURS in searing 40C (104F) heat when five trains broke down in the Channel Tunnel – wreaking travel mayhem.
Terrified holidaymakers – many on their way back from Disneyland Paris – say they were treated like “caged animals” by Eurostar staff who even told some to stop breathing so heavily as “there is not enough oxygen for everyone”.
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The strike by SEPTA workers that had paralyzed much of the region was on the way to being early this morning as both sides were preparing to sign an agreement.
Buses, subways and trolleys, idled since 3 a.m. Tuesday, should be running in time for this morning’s rush, SEPTA spokesman Richard Maloney said late last night.
The six-day walkout was to end in dramatic fashion, as Transport Workers Union Local 234 leaders joined SEPTA officials shortly before midnight at the Center City office of Gov. Rendell, who brokered the deal a day after he said was giving up on efforts to settle the strike.
Rendell had threatened to withdraw nearly $7 million in state funds to pay for bonuses of $1250 per worker.
By signing the pact, the TWU preserved the bonuses.