Monthly Archives: June 2012

Musical Look Back – Milli Vanilli

(This is a new series of post where I share the music that I grew up listening to.)

(This is a new series of post where I share the music that I grew up listening to.)

Every generation thinks the music of their youth is better than the what’s being played today.  In my case, it is actually true.  Let me present, Milli Vanilli.

Okay, everyone likes to joke about this group now but you know you were jamming to this back in the day.  Robert Pilatus and Fabrice Morvan weren’t actually singing on these tracks but that doesn’t change the fact that they made an impact on the 80’s.  Look at their style.  Look at those braids and tight biker pants.  The silly dance moves.  They were the 80’s.  And we all were singing along.

“Girl, You know it’s True”

“Blame It on the Rain”

Go ahead, admit it.  You liked Milli Vanilli, didn’t you?

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I’m working on a new short story.

Synopsis:  What happens when your greatest achievement occurred in high school?  Twenty something Rodney Aces faces a cross-road when someone from his past makes him question the choices he has made.  Will he continue to drift through life or make a change?

What do you think of this cover?

LeBron James wins his first title, and it wont be his last – Grantland

Congratulations to the Miami Heat!  I’m not a LeBron fan but the man played his ass off and deserved the win.

LeBron James wins his first title, and it wont be his last – Grantland.

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Our Deepest Fear
By Marianne Williamson

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.
Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us.
Your playing small does not serve the world.

There is nothing enlightened about shrinking
So that other people won’t feel insecure around you.
We were all meant to shine, as children do.
It’s not just in some of us; it’s in everyone.

And as we let our own light shine,
We unconsciously give other people permission to do the same
As we are liberated from our own fear,
Our presence automatically liberates others.

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the language we speak

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this book totally changed my perception of Emmett Till.  growing up, I was horrified of the picture of his corpse—mangled. bloated.  unrecognizable as human. america’s ugly face on display.  just the mention of his name would remind that monsters do exist. spark fear that this world was still unchanged. my son, not wanted in his own country. Emmett Till was my monster—until this book.  I believe in magic. in waiting. in redemption. & I believe in love.  thank you Ms. McFadden.

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(artist/author note: I could not accept Esther had no redeeming quality)

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