
play #8 on the Roulette table in Las Vegas and Atlantic City (preferably Vegas) because tis' the episode of Chapelle's show..with the musical guest. The wonderful, the talented, the extremely beautiful...Miss Erykah Badu....beyond....

In my most desperate moments, I thought of selling an egg...(5 to 10 grand for an egg). I'm out of the age range now, but this woman who made the deal is still in the age range (or so they say)...and personally, before I permanently scar my forehead for 10,000 dollars (my child would have to need a life-saving operation)..I would sell his unborn, unfertilized sibling. No doubt about it. But...to each her own...I guess... She said 10,000 was like a million to her and would allow her to send her child to private school. Okay....but who's gonna save the child from the teasing about his mom's forehead. I'm reminded of a scene from Forrest Gump , Sally Fields played young Forrest's mom....The principal wanted to place Forrest in a "special" class. His mom wanted him to have the same opportunity all the other kids had...so....she invited the principal over for a "meeting".....the principal exits the house...Wiping his face and gathering himself..young Forrest sits on the porch....The prinicipal looks at Forrest and says "Your mother sure does care about your education" Forrest looks back at him and starts to moan (the way he heard the principal moan during the "meeting")....Craziness...
There is nothing better than an extremely talented musician, with cuteness to match....I, two days ago decided to check out this John Legend I hear so much about. I kept hearing songs on the radio and in all my (R&B) friends cars and at parties and so on and so forth...but like a frightened kitten who waits til' the coast is clear to ease from its hiding place to enjoy the bowl of milk set down for him/her...I must discover things in my own time. I have discovered, ya'll...... And am so pleased..the piano players have it. From Stevie Wonder and Barry Manilow (that's right), to D'Angelo, Alicia Keys and finally my new found love...Mr. John Legend....do the damn thing. I learned the words to "Ordinary People" in one day....not intentionally but I wore my new double-sided John Legend cd out...already. 

And now I know how the universe looks out for Sistah' Dayna.....I was expecting to see John Legend open for the talented and beautiful and kind in nature, Alicia Keys, memorial weekend........instead.....love him dearly.....he's a gifted artist......Common......nice and all....but had I jumped on the John Legend bandwagon before her concert and was all aglow at the thought of actually getting to hear John Legend live and Alicia Keys.....in one night....on one stage.....I would have been devastated....instead I was allowed to enjoy, Common, without the grumpiness of LEGENDARY disappointment....Thank you, John, for practicing on that piano and thank you, Kanye West, for helping get the brother a check for his talent (cause' it suffers when you have to wait tables.)
they seriously try to break a sista' down and a sista' sure made herself easy prey.....

VENUS WILLIAMS defeats Davenport!!!!
For years I have had an issue with the way commentators, report the Williams sister's tennis matches..and for the way their fellow professional tennis players talk about them. Whenever talking about a Willliams' win, they love to point out the injuries of the opponents and how Venus just barely outlasted or Serena pulled ahead due to her opponents foot, finger or knee injury..and yadda, yadda, yadda.....Just say it loud......the Williams sisters are skilled, gifted and proud.... Is that wrong?
We declare our right on this earth to be a human being, to be respected as a human being, to be given the rights of a human being in this society, on this earth, in this day, which we intend to bring into existence by any means necessary - Malcolm X
I'm not offended by all the dumb blonde jokes because I know I'm not dumb... and I also know that I'm not blonde.
Anyone who has an initial negative response to this book....is just jaded (not Jada) and detached from his or her emotions. And probably headed at 120mph towards hardened arteries and a face full of sourpus wrinkles..(or doesn't really like black folks) how 'bout that? (and I've read a couple of bitter reviews.) Here's an ador-a-blay one: