ITS FRIDAY AND MY LOUD BARBARIC YAWP ECHOES ACROSS THE ROOFS OF THE WORLD

© me via Walt Whitman

Today encompasses everything thats right with the fall season. Its warm but not stultifying, the humidity is low which makes the air breathable, and the leaves have begun to turn pretty colors, giving the horizon accents of yellow, orange and red. I'm feeling crazy spry and uplifted, my spirits are high despite having a rather wack and uneventful week. Its like springyard zone, only with less enemies and stuff. :)

Friday was my favorite day of the week back in the days of elementary school, and it still is. Then, there was the excitement and anticipation of having the entire weekend ahead of me. Now, well, the weekend doesn't seem quite as long, and there's not as much to anticipate(food shopping, house cleaning and laundry doesn't have quite the appeal of lounging in draws watching cartoons all day)but there is much to be said for the 48hr respite from the previous week's rigors.

Anyway, to complement the dopeness that is today, i give you the song that i had blasting on repeat this morning(its a great song to get fly to):

Omarion - Touch

IF YOU LIKE IT THEN YOU SHOULD'VE PUT A RING ON IT

BGK has released two tracks from her new album "I Am". I find them to be wack, plus they suck. That particular line is the refrain from "single ladies." I heard it this morning, and since then that one line has been repeating over and over in my head all day. Since 10 A.M. Yep, so pretty much forever. Brutal and annoying, to say the least. Of course Beyonce's songs have a way of growing on me so i know it won't be long before i assimilate with the groove and embark on the shameless delight that is shaking my money maker. Beat me daddy eight to the bar and all that jazz. It'll be the redux of the get me bodied extravaganza of '07. Pat your weave ladies.

Anyway, I kind of wanted to get all verbose and wax poetic on how i feel about the sentiment of said song, but i'm not feeling exceptionally pithy tonight, perhaps another time.

Meanwhile i'll leave you with this because i'm a psycho and couldn't resist :P

(don't judge me harshly please! For some odd reason this both validates and ameliorates. i c u laughing @ me chubbs!)

BRILLIANT.

I cried when they shot Medgar Evers
Tears ran down my spine
And I cried when they shot Mr. Kennedy
As though I'd lost a father of mine
But Malcolm X got what was coming
He got what he asked for this time
So love me, love me, love me, I'm a liberal

I go to the civil rights rallies
And I put down the old D.A.R.
I love Harry and Sidney and Sammy
I hope every colored boy becomes a star
But don't talk about revolution
That's going a little bit too far
So love me, love me, love me, I'm a liberal

I cheered when Humphrey was chosen
My faith in the system restored
And I'm glad that the commies were thrown out
From the A.F.L. C.I.O. board
And I love Puerto Ricans and Negros
As long as they don't move next door
So love me, love me, love me, I'm a liberal

Ah, the people of old Mississippi
Should all hang their heads in shame
Now I can't understand how their minds work
What's the matter don't they watch Les Crain?
But if you ask me to bus my children
I hope the cops take down your name
So love me, love me, love me, I'm a liberal

Yes, I read New Republic and Nation
I've learned to take every view
You know, I've memorized Lerner and Golden
I feel like I'm almost a Jew
But when it comes to times like Korea
There's no one more red, white and blue
So love me, love me, love me, I'm a liberal

I vote for the democratic party
They want the U.N. to be strong
I attend all the Pete Seeger concerts
He sure gets me singing those songs
And I'll send all the money you ask for
But don't ask me to come on along
So love me, love me, love me, I'm a liberal

Sure, once I was young and impulsive
I wore every conceivable pin
Even went to socialist meetings
Learned all the old union hymns
Ah, but I've grown older and wiser
And that's why I'm turning you in
So love me, love me, love me, I'm a liberal

-Phil Ochs

SO I GOT ENGAGED

...to be engaged.

In a moment full of whimsy and not-hardly-serious-ness, a gentleman friend and I agreed that if neither of us were wed by 2020, we would marry each other. This gives us twelve years to grow accustomed to the idea of settling. Yes!

You may be thinking that im a bit capricious, but what can i say? Thats just how i roll. I'm like the wind baby. A delightful spring zephyr.

Anyway, you gents can exhale(or inhale, your choice) because you still have a decade and some change to make an impression. :P

Meanwhile, i won't be *completely* lying when responding to the random hollers from thugs, dirty old men, the "look so good but not ready" contigent, et al., with a flippant:

"i'm engaged."