I shine, you shine, in this day and time. We maintain the same frame of mind

Three years ago today, I witnessed the birth of a pale (purplish-colored) little boy. He waited for me because no less than 45 minutes after I got to the hospital, he hopped out like 'yo whattup.' I made it to NYC just in time. The famjily dynamics have sinced changed a few times, yet I'll hold him down. He's my PNC - partner in crime - for the Da Shinin-challenged. So we'll chill this afternoon and hopefully enjoy a pleasant evening togther and maybe even watch Florida give UCLA the smackdown tonight.

From day break to dusk dawn
I stand strong on my own two

So now I sit up preparing for a new week of highs and lows, arguments and elations, headaches and smiles. Work and life and etcetera are the puzzle pieces that keep me going. I had all kinds of drafts saved from the previous week, but all for naught. So I'll have to either think of new shT to write again or just start fresh. I'm trying very hard not to resort to those damned lists or blog quiz shTs. Fuq it. Maybe I'll get to work on the POPS Pics section and update it with some new flicks that I took that I think stand out in my quest to make this photography shT a meaningful hobby. Yeah right.

Showin 'n provin, it's not just a phrase that we usin'
It's the way of life when you keep it moving

Just got back a few hours ago from Pittsburgh, where the the NSBE National Convention was held this year. As always, a great experience, but this time with the added twist that I was not in my normal work/busy mode. So I actually had a chance to fall back and enjoy the conference from the rafters. Plus, I loce catching up with old friend and my peoples from across the country; hearing about how lives are progressing, marriages, births, break-ups, business ventures, graduate school, etc. I truly love Black people. Like the shirt said that I used to rock in 5th grade, "U Wouldn't Understand." I might have to cover Pitt in more detail later.

Before I slip into blackness I prepare for combat
Protect my dome cause that's where my home's at
-Smif-N-Wessun, "Wrekonize (Remix)"

So on this 3rd day of April, I hope to get some rest and play with my son. Being a dad has its moments and as much as I like to pretend that I'm patient, and nice, and understanding, I can be an a$$hole as well. So for the times I cursed him out, I'll pledge today to be more conscious of my words. For the times I've yelled at him a little louder than necessary, I'll try to be more caring. For the times that I did something that he will remember and harass the shT out of me later in life, I'll try not to punch him in the forehead.

Happy Birthday to my midget. Daddy loves you.
(And I'll make sure I say that more often too)