Jason's Lyric

It might be too early to say, but I suspect I'm probably right when I refer to JASON COLLINS as, "former NBA center..."  I'd be surprised if he's hired by another NBA team for next season.  And, honestly, not because he has just publicly stated his sexual orientation.  But because he's gotten too old to be as effective in the game as younger players.

In today's blogosphere, Jason's interview with Sports Illustrated is everywhere!  He's gay.  There you have it.  Gay advocates all over the country are ecstatic because they never seem to feel complete unless famous heterosexual or famous seemingly heterosexual people validate their existence.  Listen, I'm happy for the man if telling the world he's gay makes him feel better about himself.  But, personally, I couldn't care less.  His admission doesn't make me feel any wiser, stronger, richer, poorer, etc.  It doesn't get me a new job, a new house or a new attitude.  Heck, it doesn't even get me a new boyfriend!  Haaa!  All it does is tell me that a man I had never heard of before today is gay.  Um...great for him.  Let him sing his "freedom" song 'til the cows come home!  Seriously...great for him.   

Be My Guest

As summer rapidly approaches, everybody and their mother wants to come to Los Angeles for a visit.  I live in a two-bedroom, one bathroom apartment, so overnight guests aren't a staple here.  However, I long to have a space large enough to comfortably house three or four guests at a time.  In fact, I think about it all the time.  I think a part of me plays the lottery just so I can buy a place for that reason!  Haaa!  I'd kill for a comfy and attractive guest room!!!!!

I'm sneakin' up on 50 with a quickness.  So, I've only got but so much time to buy a place.  It's comin'.  I don't know when, but it's comin'.  Until then, though, the welcome mat is still placed in front of the door!  One doesn't actually need a castle to live as if he resides in one!  Word!!!  :)

Money Can't Buy You Love

Brooklyn Mclinn

Nefetari Spencer

Tracy Taylor-Dwyer

Gotta love Facebook.  I "discover" the most incredible videos and photographs there.  Today, for instance, I stumbled upon the little gem below:  PENNIES, starring BROOKLYN MCLINN & NEFETARI SPENCER.  It's a verrrrry short film written and directed by TRACY TAYLOR-DWYER.  And I LOVED it!  Just goes to show that when a writer has something to say, he/she doesn't need an HOUR to say it.  Just a sweet, sweet, lil' film.

Something Old

Today's visit with the elderly was truly terrific.  I witnessed a breakthrough.  One of the residents was recently moved from the assisted-living population into the Alzheimer's/dementia population.  I've noticed that since her move, she's been looking happier.  I mean, I see her smile so much more now than ever before.  Well, today the Wahlbangers Drum Circle paid us a visit and, right before my very eyes, I watched the resident dance.  I'm talkin' a full-out, smooth groove kind of dancing.  Of course I had to join her.  Then, one of the residence's employees joined her.  It was a joy to watch her face light up as the drums' rhythm beat louder and louder.  Heck, who knew she had DIMPLES???  I don't think I had ever really noticed.  Oh, how I wish her son was there to see what I saw.  It would have made his day.  I just know it.

Volunteering at this residence has changed me.  I can't put my finger on the precise change(s), but I know I've been changed.  Honoring and respecting the elderly is more than a notion to me.  It's a way of life.  My life.

I pray for everyone and every "old" thing.  :)

Forward, March!

Doesn't matter how many different ways I read and/or hear it, I CAN and WILL get to the place(s) I wanna go as long as I...

Amen.

No Boston Tea Party

Earlier today, during the Boston Marathon, (2) explosions ruined the entire day!  Both explosions occurred around the finish line.  Currently, there are (2) confirmed deaths and up to a hundred or more wounded.  I know many people are asking, what is this world coming to?  Well, I don't think it's coming to anything that it hasn't always been for quite some time.  There are too many people who don't care about other people.  Period.

If I've said it once, I've said it a million times:  man is the BEST and WORST of God's creations.  My prayers and well-wishes go out to the dead, the survivors and the family of friends of both groups.

I know many people are asking, when will this death and destruction end?  Well, I don't think it's going to end until there are no human beings left on the planet.  'Cause, for some reason unknown to me, there are too many people who don't care about other people.  And I don't know how to get those people to start.

Read about the explosions HERE.

48

48 years ago today my beloved, late mommy, Miss Juanita, gave birth to a little boy she named, Dwayne.  He arrived just some 16 months after I had.  For most of our young lives, we were pretty much grouped together.  We attended the same schools.  We were in Boy Scouts together.  Just a host of things.  I couldn't get rid of the kid.  Fast-forward to today and I rarely see him.  And hear his voice only a little more often than that.  But, let the record state, I adore and respect him beyond measure.  I want nothing but the absolute best for him.  So, Happy Birthday, little brother.  48 ain't so bad!!!!!  :)