Brick032413: I MUST Win The War!

Happy Belated St Patty's Day

Yohooo!!

The wife and I celebrated our 11th anniversary this past March 20th. We've been together for 20 years, actually.

(Applause here).

Thank you. Thank you.
We celebrated by having sushi that night.We then celebrated again this past Sunday at our favorite spot for Champagne Brunch.We talk the place here.During out hour plus wait, we decided we were gonna really push forward with our food reviews.

My Wife has her ideas.I have mine.This is where problems begin - usually.
I've come to the realization that because I have the experience I have with various businesses, I downplay her business ideas.We then get into battle.Words are said.The towels are thrown in and a perfect business/idea stays put.

Not this time.

I listen more.My Wife has very good ideas and plans.Within the small amount of time we've done these reviews- she's really stepped up!She also has ideas I think can use improvement , but they ARE considered.I'll polish them and present them again for mutual agreement.

She has questions. I must answer them with patience.
She presents problems. I must solve them with patience.
I've been blinded these past years with my pride and ego.
I must let her win battles, so we can win the War.

To the victors goes the spoils.

To celebrate a Belated St Patty's Day, Check out this video:





..Also, click on one of the ads for some goodies!!

Crime Don’t Pay (Part 2)

Inky Mann, you muthasuggas!!

What up?

If you remember I had to go to San Diego Superior Courtover a ticket I received. That story took place early August. In that exchange, I had a follow up court date.

If you go to the link above, you’ll read how crazy that day was. All the craziness I had to endure. Well, here’s the follow up to the crazy "shizz".

1.       I’m on the first bus to the first train and a woman who calls herself “G.G” gets on the bus saying “Hello. Good morning”, to all the riders on the bus. Turns out she was a former “Gangster Girl” turned “God’s Girl”. One thing I learned from my Mom is that sometimes people that are seen as crazy, can be Angels in disguise. Out of nowhere she asks me if I had lunch money with a five dollar bill in hand extended to me. “I’m good”, I replied. My stomach was growling like a “mofo” because I was in a hurry and didn’t make myself breakfast. After a little bit of the hunger pangs, I asked her if she was still offering and took the money. I’m sure I’ll see her on the bus again…Would YOU do something like that? If so, why? If not, why?

2.       I call up one of my boys, “Moon”, to see how he was doing. Really, I was returning a call he made to me a few days before. When I called him he was talking erratically. After q few questions, he revealed he was sleep. I hung up. Thirty seconds later, he calls back twice and keeps telling me, “Something’s weird. Something ain’t right! What’s going on?” I begin asking him why he’s asking ME what’s wrong with HIM, but all he does is repeat the same phrases. He won’t get any deeper than that. I let him go. Hung up.

3.       I’m waiting in line to see what court I’ll be in and the actor who plays” Big Worm” ( from the movie Friday, Faison Love) gets in line. I wanted a picture, maybe even an autograph for proof. He didn’t look too happy, but then, we were in court so who would? That was a “fail”.

After going through all that, I now have to pay $500 for the ticket and didn’t get to work until 2 hours before the end of the day. Once again, Crime Don’t Pay!

Hope all is well with you, folks.

I’m in the process if getting Inkymann.com in to gear, so, stay tuned. I had it up and running and it literally changed into ANOTHER site right before my eyes! I was hacked! I spent all day setting that up…

Meanwhile check my other ventures:

Myspace: www.myspace.com/inkymann

Twitter: www.twitter.com/inkymann

Facebook: www.facebook.com/inkymann

dummysauce.blogspot.com

nofrillsthrills.wordpress.com

undadoghiphop.com

Here's something to think about:

Brick 08022012: Crime DON’T Pay

Happy Birthday, DJ from Grandma Huggs

Hey gang!

First off, Happy Birthday to all my Leos! This for the ones in the family…

·         Grandma – July 30^th

·         My nephew, Danny, Jr. aka DJ – Aug. 1^st

·         My younger stepbrother, Clovis aka Coco – Aug.2^nd

·         My wife, Savadra and Brother , Danny, Sr. – Aug. 19^th

·         My nephew, Elijah – Aug. 20^th  

·         My cousin, Qiana aka Q – Aug.21st

If you’re a regular, you know that I was in my homeland of Connecticut to see my oldest graduate from the University of Connecticut (UConn). When I got back I got a traffic ticket! Today was the day for me to “pay the piper” (read: court date).

What an adventure!

I had to take a bus ($5) to a train ($11) to a trolley ($5) to another bus ($5.50) to the tune of $26.50 total. I bought all day passes in each case for the convenience and cost effectiveness (read: cheaper) and no one even checked to see if I paid for the tickets on the train and the trolley! Not only that, but I missed work ($, does that matter?) due to this. Plus the traffic ticket cost me $600, which they want in 30 days!

Crime don’t Pay!

I’m riding on of the buses and some “mentally challenged” guy is reading the newspaper aloud. No problem there. Here are the problems, though:

1.       Anytime he messes up on a word, he repeats the whole sentence over

2.       He’s reading aloud

3.       He’s doing two voices to differentiate between who’s asking the questions and who’s answering the questions in the interview

4.       He’s reading aloud

5.       When he did get to a different article, he sounded like a robot

6.       He’s reading aloud

7.       I have to pay a $600 ticket in 30 days

8.       My phone battery is almost dead, so I had it off. I just put new music in it, to listen to, the night before

I see an Asian family and they had their little boy , about 6 years young, wearing some DAMN CROCS! Really? Why are those shoes legal? I had to laugh at that. In this case, you’re welcome to call me judgmental. I don’t care.

After getting off that bus, I had to wait for the trolley. At the station, there’s some women screaming her head off. From what I saw, she would get into the back seat of this one particular car that looked like her ride but when she would get in the car she would just SCREAM…then she would get out of the car…get herself together..get back in…scream..repeat. I paid attention to this for about 3 minutes. My trolley came by this time.

On the trolley there is an older white man sitting with a younger, by maybe 10 years, black man. No problem there. They look like they’re business colleagues. The old man is on a cell phone yelling into it. He’s complaining about the phone, to whoever is on it, aloud. Here’s the kicker. The phone is up to his ear and he has the volume loud as hell on SPEAKERPHONE! Meanwhile, the black man is instructing him on how to use the phone the whole time this is going on. He just wouldn’t listen.

Damn!

To me, I always look for a silver lining when a string of “bad” things happen. There’s always a balance if you’re willing to look for, and accept, that there is one. What was mine? I met two clowns. “Clowns?” you ask. Yep! I literally met two women dressed as clowns waiting for the train back.

Fargo and Grandma Huggs

It’s National Clown Week (August 1^st - 7th) and these women were on their way to perform for the local elderly. I took pictures and sat and talked with them on the train. I’m sure it was a sight to see. Imagine seeing a black man with a “hoody” sweatshirt having a serious conversation with a couple of clowns. I know if it WASN’T me I would be looking at the situation.

You can learn a lot from a clown. True story.

·         I learned that there are clown courses at a local college. The course teaches Make Up, Theory, History and Juggling to name a few.

·         Their names were Grandma Huggs and Fargo

·         Fargo is going to be 89 years young and JUST got her first ticket of ANY kind last week!

·         Fargo has more clown aliases

·         Grandma Huggs sits on a Board of Directors for a local foundation dealing with Lupus

·         Volunteering is VERY rewarding

Here are a few shots from the first train:

  

Brick07132012: Whipped Menn

Photo from " Uncle Donny"

Hey!

How is ya? I’m DAMN good. I’m feeling real groovy off this UV Pink Lemonade Vodka mixed with my life. Not a bad mix.

If you read my last post, you can see I’m getting a little more personal with my writing. This is what you wanna read, right? This is why you come to this particular blog out of ALL the blogs that exist out there that you can be reading at this very moment (which I thank you for). I’m glad you came (as the group The Wanted says!).

There has been a little bit of self-discovery going on and I DON’T mind sharing it with you. After all, I started blogging to actually share my experiences on the West Coast with my East Coast family/friends and it grew! All I did was talk about ME. I MUST BE INTERESTING TO SOMEBODY/SOMEBODIES .

Anyway, this blog has to do with someone I know, but at the “same damn time” I know quite a few guys like this. The video says it all. Watch it. I cover quite a lot.

·         My experience being on the show Brand X

·         Having a small bit aired on TV Relay

·          Being at the American Comedy Company.Here's a link to when my wife went with my Dad.

·         Going to the Comedy Palace.Here's a link to my first time going.

·         Hiking Torrey Pines, again

·         Seeing French Montana at 4^th and B and

·         Me and the Insanity Workout

On another note, I’m starting to really dig monetizing this blog (as well as the other blogs I have). My goal ist to make a stone cold living off of blogging. I’m starting to network with the right people. I’m learning to filter out junk. I’m getting to be a little more efficient with it. I plan on making a good sum of money off it by December of this year. Why not? It can happen! It will happen. I wil WILL IT to happen. I will MAKE it happen. I MUST make it happen. I’m ready to live life the way I’m supposed to live it.

My mind is “clear” and I see life for what it should be for me… I stay up late and/ or get up early throughout the week to make this a reality! That is what “putting your nose to the grindstone” is all about!...y’all don’t hear me though…so…

Yoohoo!