"Quick Hits..."

I've been MIA the last couple of days cuz I was working on a HUGE download with BitComet (That's a P2P/Peer-2-Peer Torrent Software program for those playing the home game...). All 65 Episodes of CENTURIONS video files totaling over 5gb's! Even with broadband it wasn't a walk in the park, BUT DAMNIT IT WAS WORTH IT!

With the bootleg BIONIC SIX VCD's I got waaaaaaay back near the beginning of this blog, I'm pretty much set for life. Those 2 were the hardest to find (AND STILL haven't been released officially on DVD!). Let's take a look at the checklist...

Bionic Six
Centurions
C.O.P.S. (VHS collection, would like an update to DVD)
TaleSpin (Also downloaded!, but is slowly being released on Damn CopyProof Disney DVD's)
DarkWing Duck (VHS collection, but also seeing the light on DVD)
Gargoyles (Still working on that...)
Animaniacs (Some VHS, vol. 1 on DVD, Work in Progress)
Thundercats (also Work in Progress, Have 1st half of Volume 1)
Battle of the Planets (Went too far back and got the 70's version when I really wanted the chopped up 80's "G-Force" edition.)
Voltron (Heard it's finally out..got it on the Blockbuster Queue)

And it's NOT jus cartoons, ya'll...

Just last month I got homemade DVD's of the short lived police drama "ROBBERY HOMICIDE DIVISION" aka "HEAT" the TV show. Me being the Michael Mann nut that I am, I NEEDED to get a hold of full run of the canceled series.

There's ONE other Dramatic Show I want...David Caruso's "MICHAEL HAYES" his first attempt back on TV after leaving NYPD Blue, playing a District Attorney, that show was cool.

And as for TV comedies, HERMAN'S HEAD & PARKER LEWIS CAN'T LOSE tops the most wanted/Should of BEEN released on DVD already List.

My Hard Drive is gonna be filled to the gills...I gotta burn some stuff on Data DVD's and lighten the load...

On the DVD REVIEW front I saw two weird ass movies that will stay with me for a bit...



First ones a below the radar movie that came out in 2005 that I forgot all about till now...a gritty police gangbanger drama called "DIRTY".

First off, a lotta people compare this to "Training Day" and jus write it off without a fair glance. But hey, in hollywood, shit happens. We had "Mission to Mars" verses "Red Planet", we had "Heist" vs. "The Score", we even just had "The Illusionist" vs. "The Prestige" just because two movies are almost identical doesn't mean one is better than the other...

In DIRTY Clifton Collins Jr (Who I only remember from "187") and Cuba Gooding Jr (Hey, they're BOTH Juniors...HA!) are two cops working in a special undercover anti-gang unit due to their histories AS gang members who bend the law for the greater good. Till something goes wrong and IA tries to turn them or take them down. The Narration by Collins makes this movie a bit spookier and gritter than Denzel's preachy speeches in his movie. The insight of this anti-hero makes you almost want to root for him till the very end when the shit hits the fan. Cuba switching gears and trying buy back some street cred is over the top as a loathing bully, who damn near out-"muthafucker's Samuel "Muthafuckin Jackson and is just as mean as Denzel's "Alonzo" in a role that just might make me take him seriously again. I think he should do a couple more movies like this. The movie also had weird cameos by musicians Wyclef Jean and Taboo of the Black Eyed Peas, I wonder who they paid to get their roles? If you put the similarities of Training Day aside, the movie can be very moving and the ending will really stay in your head for awhile. Check it out, it makes you think.



In 2004, Sideways put B-List actor Paul Giamatti in the spotlight for awhile. He even won a golden globe for best actor in the film, but it almost looks like his 15 minutes is up (Did ANYbody see "Lady in the Water?"). This movie has two memoriable scenes that were so funny they were described in a couple of novels I read. (Most recently in James Patterson's "Cross" which made me borrow the DVD from the Library.)I'm not gonna give those two scenes away because that's about as funny as the whole movie gets. This dragged out misadventure tale of obsessed wine connoisseur (Fancy word, I know...) and his soap opera star best friend about to get married was in a word, boring. Sandra Oh from Grey's Anatomy almost steals the movie in her short role and couldn't help relating myself to Giamatti's loser character as a aspiring writer trying to get his 750 page juggernaut of a novel published. The movie barely went anywhere in the 7 days it takes place and the ending just leaves you hanging like "That's It?". Sometimes I wonder how stuff like this turns into a movie....



In other 2-cent opinions...is it me or is AI's crop of crooner pretty weak this season? On the Guys we got Sunshine Head, the Jack Osborn clone, and Sanjay, who's hair looks like Daphne from Scooby Doo, and then the lil beatbox kid and handful of other misfits with no or forgettable gimmicks. These guys make LAST YEARS bunch look like superheros! Taylor Hicks with his Salt & Pepper do', Chris Daughtry's stunned look of rejection and who could forget the cute country bumkin' Kellie Pickler? I'm starting to think this year could be worst than the year before last with Bo, Constantine and Miss Underwood! Well, if these kids do become losers that seems to be the way to go, with all the success going to finalist and not winners themselves...Is Jennifer Hudson this year's Jamie Foxx? She's winning so many damn awards she may be voted MVP for the NBA this season, and she don't even play!

and finally...HEROES is SO making me forget about LOST! It's getting better and better each and every episode, the storylines, the characters, the plot-twists, the POWERS....very freaking cool!

So, that about wraps things up, you're up to speed now...

We now return to our scheduled program already in progress...

Tag! I'm It...

I've done quizzes in the past but It's been since X-mas since I've been Tagged!

I thought I did the "5 Weird Things" post once upon a time, but there's a good chance it got saved as a draft.

ANYhoo...we've up'd the ante and now I present to you the "10 Weird Things" about Jet Black...

10) I wear my sunglasses at night. (If you know the rest of the song feel free...), It's a New Yorker Thing...you wander around Times Square at midnight, it's like walking in Broad Daylight...the city is 60% brighter at night then during the day.

9) I own:
At least 60 Books I haven't read yet...
17 DVD's I haven't opened or seen yet...
and about 12 articles of clothing (Mostly Shirts) that I haven't worn...

8) I listen to Video Game Music like it's an actual genre (Well, it is in Japan...)

7) This one's more crazy than weird, but I believe I can accurately predict which episode of The Simpsons is coming on in rerun syndication (not the new ones obviously!)....I jus think or remember a scene from an episode and *Poof!* it comes on! It freaks me out EVERY TIME IT DO IT!

6) I have this bizarre fear that if I become a major Television Producer I will die at the peak of my popularity like Don Simpson (Jerry Bruckheimer's former partner).

5) This may be a copy of KimmyK's, but in the midst of any intense or odd situation I automatically imagine over 30 "Worst Case Scenarios" to brace myself for the shock. Example: If mom was coming home late from work, I'd imagine her in a bus accident, falling down the stairs, being attacked, hit by a stray bullet, mauled by a dog...

4) I whistle the Austin Powers Theme Song in the Shower.

3) I cry at the end of the movie "A.I." all the time. (The thought of bringing someone back from the dead jus for one day REALLY hits home for me...)

2) I get frustrated when there's nothing for me to do at work. I can't sit around and do nothing while getting paid for it in good conscience.

And the Number 1 weird thing about me...

1) I try to relieve my childhood by seeking out old cartoons from back in the day I grew up with...(Bionic Six, Centurions, Gargoyles, Voltron, Thundercats, etc...)

"Is this IT?..Is this all you conjure, Saruman?"

I didn't really make much of it but we got some snow earlier last week finally (Was it Monday or Tuesday?, or even was it the week before last week, whatever!). It looked like the big white menace everyone was frantic about...for an hour. Eventually it dwindled down to a mere crop dusting and turned to rain...which was worst because then the snow became dirty slush and became rock hard when it got colder. So I was lucky, because the blunt of it came during the day and I was snug as a bug in a rug due to working the night before.

But as soon as THAT petty annoyance started to clear up, there was word of more coming Thursday night into Friday morning. Thank god that didn't happened because my 2nd date with Leeloo would have been ruined! But now, out of the blue Sunday night, I wake up at 7pm and it's snowing! Sononabitch! It starts the minute I gotta go out there!

I wasn't perturbed, I grabbed my Turtle-Shell of a Winter Coat and went on out to work with my game face!

By the time I got downtown, there was a few inches starting to stick, nothing impressive, jus noticeable eye candy. at 1am when I went out on a deli run...it had turned to frozen rain/sleet. But leaving at 3:30, it was trying to be snow again...

I think I braved the so-called worst of it and come morning, things'll be hard on the street, but there won't be more where that came from.

With all these Mickey-Mouse mini storms I can't help showing my disappointment...It this the best we get? Is this the hardest you swing you snow mallet at us, bubba? What kind of crap is this, man?...this Domino Sugar 2-inches shit? LOWER THE BOOM, man! Break out the Heavy Artillery!, What we gotta do insult ya momma?, C'MON!

We about to go into March, once we there, ain't nothing but downpours and the start of spring...YOUR TIME IS RUNNING OUT JACK FROST! Make with the icicles already, Punk Bitch!

This som'bull man!

"Second Date, No Pressure...Cut the Red Wire!"

The Second Date is usually the "Make or Break" moment in any type of relationship. I mean, the 1st Date is always a "Gimme", but it's the 2nd when they start thinking "Hmmm, do I really wanna spend most of my time with person?"

I think those Bomb Squad guys that be defusing explosives have it better than anyone going on a second date...

So Three Weeks to the day of our first meeting, "Leeloo" and I decided to go to the movies.

In the spirit of Valentine's Day and all that, the romantic comedy, "Music and Lyrics" seemed the nice choice for us. I aside from the 2 Charlie's Angel movies, I've never seen any Drew Barrymore flicks. The last Hugh Grant date movie I saw was "Mickey Blue Eyes", way back when, which...was not so good.

So, aiming for the 1:40 showtime at the AMC 25 off the side of Times Square, I hit the shower at noon and when I came out there was a voicemail from her saying she was on the train already heading down at 12:10...Well, she's making great time this second go around! So much so, it was actually 12:50 when she called again (by this time I was completely dressed and about out the door.) to say she's already at the theater!

This, from a woman who was nearly a hour late to something as simple as lunch...wow, I had pegged this lil lovely lady wrong! Anyone willing to show that early for a movie date was okay in my book!

Me knowing the A Train, I knew it was a hop, skip and a jump for me to get down there and meet her..."I'll be down there by 1:20pm" I said, the poor dear was starting to get cold already and wanted to browse the "Hello Kitty" store across the street, something we agreed to do AFTER the movie! I begged and pleaded to wait and she agreed, we hung up and I was out the door.

This time, I was ready! I had gotten a fresh hair cut the night before, AND I got my clothes from the cleaners early in the morning...along with a nice long stemmed rose! (Tah Daa!). SO, cell phone in hand, and nothing else forgotten...I left the house at 12:55pm.

It was a bit brisk out today. The day before was absolutely fabulous! Nearly 50 degrees for the first time in a while! But with the sun out in full strength, it was at the freezing mark, a blistering 32 degrees as I made my way to the station. I had to sprint down the tunnel in the basement of the GWB Bus Terminal as the Downtown A arrived at 1pm. If I had missed that train, I knew I'd be late!

Gasping for air I finally made it in the Subway Car and attracted a few humors glances with attention-attracting rose gripped tightly in my hand. I tried to remain calm hiding behind my Square-Lensed "Agent Smith" Matrix Sunglasses...

"I'm not such a Bad Guy once you get to know Me..."

...and relaxed a bit as the train carried me to the center of town.

True to my word, I exited the station to the street at 1:22 when "Leeloo" called me again...

"I'm here!, "I'm Here!..." I said.

She waited OUTSIDE the "Hello Kitty" store, keeping her promise but was trying to look for me from across the street...

"I can't see you!"

"Jus look for the Dope with the Rose in his Hand!" I joked as I arrived in front of the theater finally...

We hung up and I saw the object of my affections emerge from the crowded street to greet me...

"So early this time?"

"Yes, I've been freezing my butt off!" she replied with a smile as I gave her the rose.

She had a lovely Brown "Baby Phat" coat on that would probably make Psycho-Sis jealous...another pair jeans complementing her petite figure and a cute blue mini-knapsack on her back.

We entered the theater and barely made the movie on time due to the long ticket line. We still saw a few trailers...a couple of thrillers (Anthony Hopkins has a wicked movie with that Ryan Gosling guy everyone's going nuts over...), a few romantic comedies with upcoming stars I've haven't heard of..., yadda, yadda, yadda.

We got our seats and the movie started, "Leeloo was still a bit chilled by the wait outside, especially her left hand (The poor thing...), I reached out and caressed it in true Gomez Addams style...occasionally applying a few kisses on her palm, (Cara Mia, Mon Cheri...)...her hand warmed up by then, but I pampered it the entire movie...occasionally tracing my finger down to her wrist which tickled her with goosebumps to my delight (I'm so bad!).

Ahem, about the movie...it was good. Grant played the washed up Duran-Duran/George Michael 80's washed up Pop Sensation to the letter! Drew was funny as the quirky plant lady (Who possibly has THAT for a job in New York City these days?) that helps him make the comeback of a lifetime...funny supportive roles from Brad Garret and Kristen Johnson (I LOVED her in "3rd Rock" why isn't she on another hit show?!?!?), the movie was surprisingly a joy, who knew?

After the movie we browsed around Times Square...we went inside the "Hello Kitty" store...at 33 years old, "Leeloo" still has that inner child dying to come out as she went nuts for everything inside. I couldn't help smiling seeing myself through her energy and enthusiasm (We are SO much alike...). We went to the Toys R' Us store, which was a first for me. I had heard of the store's huge premise, but never took the time to go in. True to the legends, there was HUGE children Ferris Wheel that greeted us, it had to be 3 floor high! The line to board it was snaked all around to the left as exasperated parents awaited with their children to ride the colossal attraction. We browsed everything, the toy solders (which she examined to make sure they were authentic and historically accurate!), video games, barbie dolls, board games, remote control cars, bicycles...we were kids in a candy store. I took this time to steal a lovely picture of my love with my digital camera, which she finally agreed to pose for...then we made our way out to the Virgin Megastore.

We checked out the Hip Hop and R&B Sections a bit, I overheard a cool song with a nice beat that I didn't recognized..."Leeloo" was familiar with it and I asked her to try and remember and let me know later. I scanned the Techno/Dance section for the latest album by "Air", I have two of their songs on my rotation (128mb Card) that are to DIE for and I wanted to contribute to the Starving Artist concept and spend my money to someone who deserved it. Alas, the internet has given me a heads up too soon, for the album has yet to be released.

We then thumbed our way to the latin music section where "Leeloo" displayed her salsa dance steps a bit. She found a nice selection by an artist named "India" (Which I thought was where she was FROM, not her Name...LOL!) and I decided to buy it for her (With all this browsing around I had to eventually buy SOMEthing! We can't window shop forever!)...I found something for myself (Mariah Carey's "Emancipation of Mimi", reasonably priced at $10) and we left the store.

By now, the sun was down, I can't believe how short the days are in the winter! We walked a but more east to Bryant Park and we sat and talked. I am completely infatuated with this woman. The sound of her voice, the look on her face as she talks, I just want to be lost with her forever...just me and her and no one else for miles. I sat down on the edge of a fountain (That naturally wasn't on) while she stood in front of me, so I could look up to her, worship her for the goddess she truly is...

I held her close to me and wrapped her arms around my head as she massaged my ears, we exchanges kisses for awhile...Seconds felt like Hours, Minutes felt like Days, I just wanted to frozen in time having this woman in my arms...like a renaissance statue in italy, chiseled from marble, a statement of eternal love.

And if were out there longer in the cold, we WOULD have! Frozen, stuck together, because we didn't have any damn sense to go indoors and warm up.

So, we came to our senses and warmed up at McDonald's...

There, I took another picture and let her take one of me which I plan to send her by email. We had some more interesting conversations (Did you know the female pig's orgasm is 30 minutes long?) and planned possibly our next date. Her hands were cold again, so I took that opportunity to warm them again, give her some more goosebumps with more playful tickling. I love hearing her laugh...anyone who's read this over a year knows I feel a woman's laughter is one of the most wonderful sounds in the world. I just can't help falling for this wonderful woman in front of me.

While enjoying the attention, "Leeloo" warned me that she plans to retaliate for all the playful, erotic gestures I've been doing, she soon plans to have me at her mercy one day...I'm gonna be in SO much trouble (LOL!)

The night was winding down and we decided to call it a night. This time she gave me the honor of walking her all the way home as we took the train then a bus to a familiar part the bronx...I had went to High School around her neighborhood, so everything took me back to the days of yesteryear...

We got to her place, she returned the DVD I lent her of "Cruel Intentions", I gave her the CD from the Megastore and we exchanged a few more moments to kiss a bit (Her lips taste SO good...) and said our good night's.

I got home about 5 after 11pm, I plugged my camera to my PC and picked one of the pictures and made it my new wallpaper...arranged my icons on the edges. Tomorrow I'd go to a CVS and get them printed from one of those self-developing kiosks.

I stared at the beautiful image of her looking back at me for what seemed like hours...

I took a breath, and sighed...and slowly drifted to sleep...the angel of my dreams watching me, from my computer screen...

"Revealation"

I've been getting comments how this switch to google crap is really not that bad and blah, blah, blah...but me, I'm too damn stubborn to hear it. And now, having that 2nd blog on Vox has come in handy now.

Me and Leeloo have been sharing a lot of personal info lately. I've shared my writings and ideas and she in turn has shown me some of her poetry. Recently she started putting entries in her myspace blog, some very emotional stuff. So I in turn decided to reveal another part of me...

I told her about my blog.

I decided to make the VOX blog the Abridged Version of Wasting Time with Jet.

With a few minor details of my personal life omitted...

The sex with escorts, my feelings for Irene, the car accident that killed deidre, the impending downsizing by the job, yadda, yadda, yadda, the extracurriculars from BEFORE we met...

The whole crazy family stuff, that'll still stay as well as anything else. Some posts have even been re-written to leave certain details out (Example, freaking out when I found out she was fooling around using that tongue ring on women at one point...)

SO, the VOX blog will pretty much have the same posts as the ones here (If I can keep posting here without switching over, and it looks like I can...), BUT there might be stuff posted here that won't make it over there...

...It'll be our lil secret...Shhhhh!

Think of it as VOX being the New York Post and this one being the Daily News.

I don't plan to MAKE things up on the VOX blog, jus keep certain info on a Need to Know Basis...

Naturally, with that said...THIS post will NOT be on the VOX blog.

"No Joy in Mudville...Mighty Casey has Struck Out!"

I woke up at 7pm to find a letter from "Hudson Medical Plan" on the hallway table. It had been so long since the job interview I had pretty much written the position off as lost.

I was so terrified (I HATE getting bad news in the mail!), I let mom open it.

"It was a pleasure speaking with you in reguards to the Enrollment Associate position...yadda, yadda, yadda..."We found your skills and background to be quite impressive (Oh, they really gas you up before kicking you in the balls, don't they?!)...We will NOT however be offering you a position at this time..."

And it drags on and on from there...

"Game Over, Man!, Game Over!" ("Aliens" was HBO the other night, Bill Paxton was funny as hell in that flick...)

*SIGHS*

Well, I didn't really want the job anyway...that's beauty of going on job interviews when you have a job, the rejection doesn't hurt as much (But it still hurts...)

We'll see what's next on the horizon soon enough...

Stay Tuned!

"I don't know hows ya done it, but I knows ya done it!"

Dude, I'm in here again...

Making a post...how cool is this?

I have a theory.

If I erase the cookies then try to hit the Blogger Dashboard, the Switch-Over screen comes up and asks for my blogger login, password and that check box stating you read all the details of the crossover...

If I then go to another blog and enter my password in a comments field (with the wrong verification phrase)...My ID gets stored on the blogger cookie (It says you are logged in as Les, leave a comment, blah, blah, blah...) and then if I wait a few hours and go back to my blogger dashboard...I get in..cool!

Basically, I log-in, go around and wait awhile then come back, BOOM! (I think, I dunno...I'm the only one in this group going against the grain while you SHEEP live in your land of make believe!)

Heh, heh, heh...I'm fighting the system within the system and I LOVE IT!!!!

sooner or later, they may erase my blog...if that happens, C'est la vie!

But enough chatter, let's dish about my fav. topic...

Me and "Leeloo" (eyes flutter)

Yeah, things are getting a lil better for us...

I take every small victory I can with this...

For instance...

SHE has called me..."Her Man"...get it!?!?...I'm HER man!...say it with me, "YOU'RE HER Mannnnnnn...", YES!, YES, YES, YES, YES!

Number Two!

While checking her myspace page...under her profile it says "In a Relationship"...see that? She's in a Relationship...WITH ME! Uh-huh! Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh! (Kuzco chant from "Emperor's New Groove"...)

Number Three!

When joking with her and asking her the difference between her saying "I feel you" or "I'm FEEEEEEEELIN' you!" (The latter being more enthusiastic...) she says "Is "I Want You" Better than the two?"

She WANTS me!?!?!

So now I'm REALLY in singy-song mood, think back to Sandra Bullock in "Mrs. Congeniality"...

You think I'm gorgeoooooous, you want to kisssssss me... You want to huuuuug me... You want to lovvvvvve me...

Yeah, small victories...gotta luv 'em!

"A Glitch in the System?!?!"

Heeeey....

I can still do a post here!

What happened to that FORCING-to-switch crap? Hmmmm...

Maybe enough people complained and they backed off.

Maybe this is jus sheer luck I was able to access my Blogger Dashboard.

ANYHOO...

I case I didn't get the point across before...I'm transferring MOST of my posts from here to my NEW blog at Vox.com

http://jetblack927.vox.com/

I may stop and keep updating this blog if I don't have to take on the google account.

If anyone can explain how I got by the "Enforced Sign-up Before Continuing Page" offer your theories.

Till then, peeps

Stay Free or Live in Darkness!

Think I'll head back to Zion, now...

"Fire5 Likes it Personal"

Okay, #1: This NEW Blogger shit, is pissing me off!!! I DO NOT want to switch over, okay?! And these FUCKS FORCE me to switch over, I WILL CANCEL and DELETE this blog so FAST EVERYONE's HEAD will spin!

In the immortal words of Brad Pitt in "Fight Club"...

"DO NOT FUCK with US!"

There, now that I've gotten that off my chest, lemme move on to the next item on my Shit List...THE MTA.

I know these hard working hard heads haveta work the tracks at night so things run during the day, but if you re-route a line for THREE WEEKS, DON'T Do it again for ANOTHER WEEK afterwards.

They had signs everywhere saying the A was skipping my stop from January 7th to February 2nd.

After the 2nd, they posted AGAIN for the 2nd thru the 9th.

If I can't take my damn A train next week, Imma go off on somebody!

Another thing...these stupid ass performers.

There was this old man, trying to get on the train with his motorized scooter. He couldn't get the front wheel over and into the car because there was a gap in between...He eventually pulled a "George Constanza" and GOT UP on his two legs and PULLED the damn thing on the train! The door finally closed and next thing you knew...he pulled out some crazy ass karaoke sound system and identified himself as a former member of 4 unmentionable motown bands and broke out into his own person CONCERT! He wasn't asking for money, not selling his CD, he just wanted to sing till he got to one of the last stops near the beach in queens!

By his third song, I got fed up and moved to the next car...

You know what else I'm noticing, people EATING on the train. I don't mean a lil snack like a bag of chips, I mean a full course McDonald's meal...smelling up the whole train making you hungry and shit...This is the subway! Not an Amtrak Dinner Car!

What else...Oh, these damn kids with their sneakers with the wheels on the bottom! Wheeling around, swinging on the poles like they in the middle of the playground, SIT your narrow asses DOWN!

Then there's these LOST people...poking their head in...

"Is this the downtown A train?"

"No, it's the 9:45 bus to the La Brea Tar Pits!"

Pay attention to where ya goin! READ SIGNS and if you HAVE to ask someone, ask the train conductor, NOT ME!

Maybe I'm being too anti-social, but for 2.00 a ride, I should get from point A to Point B without being annoyed.

"Where is the LOVE?!!?!"



There is a disturbing lil trend developing in music these days...

The ladies...are HATING on MEN!

I mean, WTF?

We got Be-"Didn't get nominated for an oscar and I'm sick of hearing about That OTHER Miss Hudson"-yonce singing "To the Left, To the Left..." Every 45 minutes on the radio...

And then the little ditty I posted above by Lily Allen. I LOVE the tune, despite the harsh subject, but then the Video itself...OOOH! Ice COLD, man!

She hires some street thugs to mug her Ex, and trash his house, AND mess with this job by secretly scratching all his DJ Records...DAMN! That's fucked up! Why don't pull a Left-Eye (God rest her soul) and burn the damn house down? Or chop his dick off while he sleeps like that Bobbit nutcase...GEEZ

I downloaded Sunshine Anderson's latest album..."Sunshine at Midnight"...you wouldn't believe it! Track after track of Male Bashing songs! DAMN...Ain't no "Sun" in Sunshine when she's Gone...on the Warpath!

I mean, okay...true SOME men can be dogs, I'm not playing Devil's Advocate...

Back then, we had Paula Cole asking "Where have all the Cowboys gone?" and that was acceptable...

Then a few years later we had Blu Cantrell tell women to take that loot and fuck up the man's credit history with "Oops, Hit 'em Up Styles"

And don't get me started about when TLC started the "No Scrubs" National Movement!

Damn, what the hell?

I mean, what's the coldest song a guy made insulting a woman?

"Move, Bitch, get out the way?" Mystkal and Ludacris?

Maybe they're a few more, I jus can't think of them...

Still, lately, the ladies jus wanna kick us in the balls on the music scene...and we shouldn't take this lying down!

"Whadda Yam...I mean HAM!"


Well, it's that time again, a new month, a new butt pic...LOL

Seriously, this thing is getting carried away like a california wildfire!

Everyone's checking out the butt of Jet Black!

(William Shatner Voice):It...Boggles the Mind!

SO, stay tuned for next week's special segment...

JET'S ANATOMY!!! (Insert light girlish theme music here)

Where I intend to explore and expose the unique perfections (and imperfections) that is my body.

I DO IT ALL FOR YOU PEOPLE...YOU THE READER, YOU, and you, and you, and yeah, even you, the one over there, yup, you!

"Kool-Aid Wars - Episode 2:Battle of the Pitchers"

I originally wanted to make the title of this post a quote from "Seinfeld". When Elaine takes George's toupee and throw it out the window...

"I DON"T LIKE THIS THING!!!! And here's what I think about it!"

Anyhooo...since I've moved back (Voice Cracking) going on TWO Years now...ME and MOM have been debating on WHO makes the better Kool-Aid up in this piece!

And me being the self-proclaimed Anakin Skywalker, believed I have won that battle, ol' Obi-Wan...

But now, what's driving us nuts is this god-forsaken pitcher she's using...



She likes this corny ass, futuristic, hand-pumping thing, she paid 40 bucks for from some jerk co-worker pawning off fake Tupperware crap. The damn thing pours thin, has a thin shape, and just looks hideous!

We tried it for a couple of months, I couldn't stand it, I asked her to buy another one, a REAL, traditional pitcher. Then she brought this...



Which turned out to be much better.

But then she started saying I was drinking too much, it was going too quickly.

She called herself "Mr. Wizard" and did a test...

Apparently, My Pitcher only holds 3 and 7/8's Gallons instead of the traditional 4, she believes the second one is short changing us and went back to the first one.

"You drink it too much!" she whines.

THEN she starts buying sugar like it's pure columbian cocaine in the 70's...

Look at our cupboard...



3 Five Pound bags of sugar?!?!

AND THEN she starts going how we can't any more Tropical Punch!

See, in ALL the history we've only drank four flavors of Kool-Aid...

Tropical Punch
Grape
Lemonade
and Orange.

Occasionally, we mix Grape and Lemonade to recreate the classic "Purplesaurus Rex" they had back in the day, and also mix Lemonade with Orange. The one thing you DO NOT DO is mix Orange and Grape...I did that one day, and I swear to god, the evil concoction I created could only be described as Liquid Death itself.

All that's been around is Orange, the others are nowhere to be found...



It's not my fault...I look everywhere.

Sometimes she buys that Pink Lemonade crap and tries to pawn that off as regular lemonade, ewwww...I taste the difference instantly!

So this pitcher nonsense has turned into an all out war!

I'm on a mission to find a better pitcher so I can chuck that other one out the window...

But I need HELP! I've been to every hardware store around the neighborhood! Nothing...I'm even considering going online...

I need to get rid of this thing!

And also find a way buy Kool-Aid packets online!

"Head's Up!"

For the film fanatics out there think way back for this one...

"The Punisher", the original 80's movie with Dolph "I must Break You" Lundgren ends with a cool dialogue and a "cheeky" parting shot...

"I still talk to God sometimes, I ask him if what I'm doing is right or wrong, I'm still waiting for an answer, and until I get one, I'll be waiting, watching, THE GUILTY WILL BE PUNISHED!"

You've been warned.

"The Soggy Super Bowl Sucked"

So Peyton Manning finally got his ring.

Only took 'em NINE years to get it. He might as well retire now, his career is complete. He's broken records that will never be broken again, now he's got the ring, he's a shoo-in for the Hall of Fame by the end of the next decade.

Guess they're be more of his annoying MasterCard commercials.

Is it me or did CBS REALLY hog up the commercial time promoting their own shows?

And what was with those "Thank you for Watching..." bits by local newscasters (I'm jus speaking from NY's standpoint, dunno if they did that everywhere else...)

There were NO good commercials, no BAD ones either...like Farting horses or Delivery People getting crushed by Dinosaurs. Budweiser did have that one with the Crabs, thou, and that crazy Chevy Truck commercial with the guys getting naked to wash a woman's truck!

Then there was that crazy Heart commercial that seemed to making fun of The Matrix...

And Mr. Jay-Z playing holographic football with Don Shula was kinda cool.

Shock-value wise, that E-Trade Bank Robbery commercial had me scrunching my nose...

That fan-made Doritos commercial about a bag saving a guy's life in a fender-bender while staring at a chick was NOT funny at all, specially to someone sensitive to CAR ACCIDENTS!

HOWEVER Doritos made up for that with the special message about the first black coach winning...("Who's Winning?"..."We ALL Are...")that got me right here (points to the heart...)

As for the soft drinks, Those Sierra-Mist one's were okay, but those comedians need to get their own damn tv shows or something instead of plugging that lame-ass Sprite-Wannabe.

Coke recycled some of their old ones (The Vending Machine Adventure and Mr. Grand Theft Nice-Guy Video game...), but they too, had a cool new one for Black History Month.

Movie wise, I was expecting SOME blockbuster summer trailers and came up with zip! Where's "Pirates of The Carribean 3"?, Where's a new teaser for "Spider Man 3"?, "Rush Hour 3?", "Transformers?" All we got was "Meet the Robinsons".

Well, despite the game and the commercials, the Halftime show made up for everything else. PRINCE rocked the show, rain and all with a kick ass performance that would have made Diana Ross proud (Cuz she performed in the rain at central park waaaaay long time ago...).

I mean, what are the odds of singing "Purple Rain" IN the Rain?...C'mon that's classic irony.

GAME-wise...The Colts kept the ball longer...Chicago scored points too quickly with their special teams and then they depended on that goof-ball quarterback to hold it together in the rain.

A lotta people say the Bears had an easy schedule and that's how they made it that far...but hey? They Cowboys didn't make it, The Giants didn't make it, Seattle didn't make it, not even my precious Eagles made it (Fuckin SAINTS!), the Bears represented the NFC to the fullest. (Although I KNOW DAMN WELL, the Eagles would have beaten those Colts EASILY!...it's New England we have problems against.)

On a sidenote, I'm REALLY sick of the AFC winning every year...this gotta STOP!

"Chevy Chase woke up one morning and he wasn't Funny Anymore."

What could possibly be a buzzkill of going on a First Date with someone?

How about knowing the exact day of your termination?

Yep, that day has been finalized. Everyone was warned. March 22nd, 80% of the Workload goes to Chase, completing the Merger we've been hearing so much about.

Thursday night we had another meeting around 10:30pm. All the staff was called around as a representative from HR broke it down for us. He said he'd meet with certain individuals alone so there would be no embarrassments. You'd be given an Envelope with a letter that informs you when your "Release Date" is. (Like I'm a fuckin' Music Album or Box Office Picture or something...)

So the meeting ended and The Chief started making his rounds, whispering to people one by one...They's walk to an empty cubicle in the back of the office somewhere and go back to their station and resume their work.

Some discretion, I felt like I was waiting to be called to the damn Principal's office in High School.

Thankfully, I wasn't the FIRST one called up, but unfortunately I wasn't the THIRD, either (I was the second).

I walked back there and rep just looked at me with a disappointed glance.

"Here you go, Les...I'm Sorry."

I shrugged and sighed, "It's Okay." I said flatly.

He seemed surprised by my nonchalant response..."Okay?" he asked.

I nodded, "Hey...One morning Chevy Chase woke up...and he jus wasn't Funny Anymore." The Rep and the Chief exchanged puzzled looks as I pocketed the envelope, turned around and left like I was never really there.

Before I continue, I must admit, that line is not mine...Like most of my witty remarks, I heard it from TV (or Movies)...in this case, an episode of "Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip", It's a real good show, jus on at a bad timeslot.

Aside from the 3 MAIN Supervisors (Victor, Sandra, and Caroline) and maybe 2 or 3 others...EVERYONE else eventually took that walk to the back of the office.

Most of the elder, Paper-Pushers and Batch Preparers took it okay, of course they were probably MONTHS before retiring in the first place!

One of the Jovial office clowns took it okay and was asking around to see who got what date...from what I overheard, it was either a date in Late April or Late May, depending on what you did or how long you were there.

I couldn't help to notice, that my co-worker "Pharell" DID NOT get called.

Lotta people were really screw-faced and red-eyed on the verge of tears, but whadda gonna do? This was in the cards, it was going to happen...They practially told me the minute I GOT here! But what boggles my mind is WHY the fuck would HR go OUT of their way to hire someone, JUST to fire them in at least 6 months? Why couldn't they jus promote someone in house to help skinny boy scan these checks? That crazy chick, HOUNDED me for weeks, playing phone tag and asking every other day would I accept certain hours before setting up that interview and FOR WHAT!? FOR THIS!?!?

I tried not to think about it the whole night...I had other worries (at that time), Mom had said a big storm was coming by 1am, I had this breakfast date coming up when I was FINALLY going to meet "Leeloo", I couldn't afford to be distracted (and for the record, I wasn't.)

At 1:15am, I took my break and went up the 16th Floor Cafeteria...I walked all the way to the back where there was view facing uptown. The city seems so peaceful at night, City Hall to the right, the Empire State Building in the middle, the West Side Highway, Hudson and New Jersey to the left. I was going to miss this job, it jus was too good to last. I didn't even stay long to take pictures everywhere...

Mom had joked, every job where I take pictures at, I get fired or I quit or it jus ends...I need to STOP taking pictures!

Technically, I had believed I couldn't even sneak a camera in here...we're so close to Ground Zero, I had a feeling it would be a security risk and guards would come outta nowhere and make me disappear...I'd see what I can do, they already letting me go, what's the worst that can happen?

Luckily, the city was still Storm-Free...mom and the weather people had got it wrong again...at 1:30am, I went back downstairs, leaving the cityscape view for another night.

Everything was finished by a little after 3am, there didn't seem to be anything extra to do to look busy, so by 3:30, I threw on my coat and made my out of the office. There were a few shocked faces, people were expected to leave on the hour, but my dedication was tossed out the window the minute I received that Envelope, when I'm done...I'm Done, FUCK waiting till 4am.

Right before I left, "Pharell" called me and stepped up...

"Hey, man...I jus wanna say..."

I stopped him right there...

"You know what the Floormat at the Entrance to HELL says, son?" I interrupted.

He gave me a funny look? and said "No?, what?"

"It says, "Shit Happens.", you have a nice weekend, I have a date with an angel."

He laugh and said...

"That's what I like about you man, you always have something cool to say."

I should of waited till 4am, because I had jus missed the 3:20 1 Train that would have gotten me home around 4...the next one didn't even arrive till 4am so it was a waste.

Eventually, I did get home and ya'll know the rest of the story from there...

Fast-Forward to a little after midnight, Saturday morning (or Today, technically...) the Envelope still in my hand...I finally take a deep breath and open it.

"Dear, Mister Yadda-yadda...we notified you about Staff Reductions...blah, blah, blah...Your release date has been determined...and that date will be...

Drumroll Please,

"April 27, 2007"

Whoomp! There it Is.

how nice of them to give me a month after the change over...I'll probably won't have little or nothing to do, I'm sure the kid could handle everything on his own from then on, they'll probably re-assignment to do something else.

I decided not to do no interviews or anything till march, take this month off to marinate, soak up life as I know it right now and appreciate it...whatever happens, I'll be okay.

The best thing to do is keep my Game Face on, never let'em see you sweat...

"Kisses in the Rain"

The small white envelope was burning a hole in my pants pocket. It's earth shattering news neatly printed on a single sheet form letter with my name affixed on it.

I left the job at 3:30am, arriving home by a little after 5am.

"Leeloo" wasn't online when I logged into Instant Messenger so I decided to crack up my PC Speakers and take a quick nap while leaving it on.

At 6:31am I was awaken by a chirp. A "Kiss" Smiley greeted me and I arose and turned to the screen.

We said our good-mornings and I revealed no disappointment given to me by the previous events only hours ago. I had to put that aside for now, as the Envelope laid at the foot of the bed in front of me, still unopened.

We confirmed the 10am Breakfast Date at the Crown Donut Diner on the corner of Gerard Avenue near Yankee Stadium, a mere block away from where I used to live two years ago when this very blog was created. I had picked that diner because it appeared to open all hours the day and night (I think). There had been late nights when I'd be wandering home and I'd see it, open, empty, and still operating. I guess for Truckers going by, or anyone working the graveyard shift. It reminded me of a scene in the movie "Monster's Ball". Billy Bob Thornton played a prison guard who would always go to a diner after his shift and order chocolate ice cream. Every night, like clockwork. It made me wanna try that, jus once like around 3am during the summer, wearing my slippers.

Back to the morning, "Leeloo" and I made more kissy-chat for awhile then I told her I wanted to get a lil more rest (Didn't wanna be a zombie in front of her...) so we signed off for the last time before meeting each other at 7am and I went back to sleep for an hour...with the Envelope still at the foot of my bed.

I work up at 8, took a shower and picked out my clothes. I was going with my Johnny Cash look, black slacks, black suede shirt (To keep me warm), with my new shiny black boots. I had a good feeling about today (Despite the Envelope) because I had finally caught up with my elusive barber, Jalu who gave me a nice low cesar and a smooth shave thursday morning. 9am was rolling by, I emptied the junk in my coat pockets and packed 2 special items along with my chapstick and binaca.

At a lil after 9am I was finally out the door. The Bx13 would take me to Yankee Stadium in less than a half hour. By the time I was on board, I had realized ONE FOOLISH THING...I had left my Cell Phone Charging on the bed...right next to The Envelope.

I cursed myself as I made my way across to the Bronx. I was hoping things would go smoothly...that I wouldn't miss an important phone call that could be job related.

I arrived at my old neighborhood at 9:45. I went to a newsstand and brought a pack of Wintergreen Orbit gum and browsed around for a flower shop. Everything was teddy-bears and bouquets, and cheap plastic or glass single roses, no original authentic, single stem roses to be found. "So much for the die-hard romantic", I thought, shoulda picked one up in my neighborhood.

I accepted my fate and made my way to the diner. We agreed on 10am in hopes to avoiding the rush hour crowd, especially with the courthouse nearby. I stepped in to see if SOMEhow "Leeloo" arrived before me. The place was still busy like Grand Central Station with slow moving senior citizens clogging up the main walkway aisle. I shuffled my way to the back area and scanned around. With no sign of "Leeloo" I made my way out again.

The weather really cooperated with us despite the threat of a wet-snow-hail storm since 1am last night according to Mom and the News (Can't ANYONE get this crazy-ass weather down to a tee?), I had my jacket open and my "Morpheus" sunglasses on, looking like the coolest bad-ass this side of the Major Deegan Expressway. My mind wandered to the Envelope for the moment and a wave of sadness and worry came over me for a moment. That moment turned to minutes and suddenly I found myself waiting AFTER 10am.

"Wouldn't be the first time a date of mine came Late..." whispered to no one in particular. I thought about my cell phone, lying there next to the Envelope, and thought..."if she was running late, she'd call or text me, DAMN!" I went to a nearby phone booth to check my voicemail. I couldn't believe my luck, thou, because the minute my greeting came on the pay phone, some idiot construction worker stated jack-hammering the concrete a couple of feet away from me and I couldn't hear a thing! After losing my quarter, I hung up and waited some more...

I went inside one more time and the place was finally emptying out, maybe it was a good thing she was late after all. Finally, at around 10:40...she emerged walking uphill towards me. The short, petite image I had seen in may photographs finally before my eyes. I captured the moment like a Norman Rockwell painting...other faceless passer-byers walking a sidewalk with her at the center. Illuminating, angelic, and hauntingly beautiful, in true ghetto New Yorker style.

She had a leather jacket with a blue sweater underneath over a white blouse. Her long, curly hair tied in a Laura Croft-style single indian braid similar to Angelina Jolie in that "Tomb Raider" movie. A backwards yankee cap to keep her head warm followed by some acid-wash jeans complementing her shapely thighs and plump...well ya'll get the picture... Her face milky white and a unique chinky-like light brown eyes, with a small pouty smile she was the ultimate Puerto-Rican New York "Shorty". The type that could carry herself with the fellas, shoot pool, sit around in the park and break down this thing we call "life" with, and the first thing she says to me...

"Where is your phone?, what do you have a phone for?"

I apologize with smile as she checks me out and I lead her in the diner.

The first thing that surprised me about her was she immediately opened up with me and started TALKING! This from someone I had to pull teeth from during some IM Chats. I was almost afraid neither of us would be able to talk, we'd sit there and eat quietly with dozens of "Uncomfortable Silences", NOT this woman!

She instantly just started telling me her whole entire life story and I absorbed it like a sponge. I was so into her and she could tell. She liked how I gave her attention and listened to every syllable out of her mouth. We ordered breakfast, I had pancakes, she had french toast with eggs.

I wish I could relay what an INTERESTING woman and life she has had, but out of respect for her, can't reveal too much. She's served for the military as an Registered Nurse for over 10 years, she's been ALL around the world. She's currently on disability due to her health condition, she has COPD, which stands for "Chronic Obstructive Pulmonary Disease" a form of asthma, bronchitis AND emphysema which restrict air-flow to the lungs. She has survived various other medical conditions and has a strong will. She's been through a LOT, been thru HELL and back.

We basically played the day by ear, she had an errand to do so I tagged along, we talked on the bus going further up in The Bronx thru the Grand Concourse. She couldn't help staring at my Rabbit Birthmark, she found it so fascinating. We got off at Fordham Road and after her personal business, we found a park and sat and talked. I could help playing that Hip Hop song from Dem Franchize Boyz "Oh I think they Like Me..." in my head as it appeared we were really hitting it off. I talked about Mom, and Sis and Baby Girl, and she cleared some things up about her that once bugged me...

First, while she's dedicated to her sons on the weekend, there are still chances to see each other on an occasional saturday. She's not as tied down as I thought she was. It's all in the planning.

and TWO, while Yes, she DID experiment with ONE woman occasionally (the one in the picture...), sadly that close friend of hers has passed on, and the pictures she took were from awhile ago. SO, while I was considering changing her nickname to "Theo" or "Theodora" (A bi-sexual character played by Catherine Zeta-Jones in the movie "The Haunting"), NOW that's not the case, she's still "Perfect".

It was then I decided to give her surprise #1 hidden in my jacket, a DVD of the movie "Cruel Intentions". We had discussed this movie a lot and she had never seen it so I decided to lend it to her and give her a chance. (Plus it guarantees a SECOND date to get it back, *Wink*). She smile and put the DVD away. Then I revealed my second surprise...I brought my Digital Camera...

She became camera shy all of the sudden, saying it was too cold and she didn't look nice, etc, etc...I then offered that she could take some of me or maybe a few together (By somehow proping up the camera somewhere...)...she wanted to bring her cell phone with a camera, but alas we decided picture time could wait...

The cold was finally starting to get us at around 2pm so we decided to browse and window shop to get warm. We went to a Nine West shoe store, and a V.I.M, making our way back to Fordham Road, down near SEARS. We decided to hit McDonald's and really warm-up, we talked some more and I mentioned an idea for our second date (Details Pending...don't wanna jinx it by talking too early!), she touched my hand said she'd be available. I started seeing imaginary fireworks when I felt her touch, weird shapes, blinking in front of me. I couldn't help but smile...

It was around five, now...the kids were out from school and people were starting leave for home, part of me was starting to feel it after being awake 18 outta the last 24 hours. And finally, as if on cue, the ill-fated "storm" finally arrived. We left McDonald's to a mixture of Sleet and Snow among the streets. "Leeloo" locked her arm in mine and we decided I'd walk her to her Bx17 Bus Stop that would take her straight home. The sleet started to turn to heavy rain as we prepared to part ways, neither of us had an umbrella, but she had a little hood to keep her hair dry. We took one last look at each other, talked about next time...

I took a moment to caress her cheek with my soft hand, and reminded her of the movie and to IM me the minute she got home...then leaned down and she have me a small quick peck on the lips...and suddenly a certain jazz song called "Kisses in the Rain" by trumpeter Rick Brawn popped in my head. She turned and boarded the bus and I watched it pull away...

Once it was gone, I turned and took the BX12 to University Avenue and then the BX3 home...

My trip took longer than hers (She was home by 6:30, while I didn't get in till 7pm), but we caught each other and shared funny emails and more pics of the fam. She showed me pictures of her 2 boys, I showed her the christmas picture and a pic of the two cats. We asked each other what we though of each other and we're pretty much feelin' each other...

Before we signed off, she asked me to check her profile on the webcam site that we met thru (I'm not revealing it until I cancel my subscription and know my profile's been removed!) and I did and noticed she took down her risque pictures of herself (REAL freaky pics!)

"Did you do that...(voice squeaks) for me?" I typed...VERY moved.

and she said "Yes"...I swear to you...I wanted to cry like a lil BI-ATCH!!!! That meant a lot to me...it's the lil gestures, ya know? I'm such a Sentimental Bastard...

I showed my gratitude and promised her I'd do something to match the gesture...(I don't have any freaky pics on my profile, not even my butt!) maybe I'll stop showing off my buns on cam...MAYBE (hey, it's only been ONE date!).

We said our good-byes and she logged off.

I could still taste that quick kiss on my lips...

I sat up on my bed replaying the whole day in my head, dedicating much brain power to remember various tidbits about "Leeloo"...

She's Allergic to Pickles

Her Boys are 12 and 14

She's an Aries, Birthday April 12th.

She likes Champion Sneakers

Her Rank is First Lieutenant

She has a Dog named Apollo in Korea

She likes Ben & Jerry's Rocky Road Ice Cream

The type of stuff men dedicate their memory to Sport Stats and Car Models, I'm assigning to her.

It's been so long since I felt this way...

I sat on my bed frozen in thought for 2 hours...it would be another 3 before I opened the Envelope.

"Statistics"

The calm before the storm...

Here's a couple of numbers for ya:

Estimated number of First Dates:Around 20-25

Estimated number of Second Dates:7

Last First Date:Sometime in April 2006, someone I met thru AdultFriendFinder. We walked around the Barnes and Noble Bookstore at the CitiCorp Center on 51st and 3rd.

First First Date:Saw "Jewel of the Nile" with Opal, missed the ending after making out by the middle of the movie.

Weirdest First Date:Around 2003, this girl was heavy into Sci-Fi/Fantasy books and something called "LARP", which stands for Live Action Role Play...she'd dress up in medieval times costumes and act out scenarios on a regular basis.

Memorable First Date:November 1993, Chilling at the "A&S Mall" (What is now called the Manhattan Mall) after school with Diedre.

Craziest First Date:Spring 2000, Ex-Girlfriend matches me up with one of her friends (out of guilt?) who is hearing impaired (Had an hearing aid). After dinner at the seaport, while exploring the viliage we found a Sex Shop...I brought her a Dildo on a whim. Next day received and email from My Ex saying..."You never brought ME a Dildo!"

Worst First Date:Fall 1994, at a wild party at Webster Hall near my college JUST before dropping out, my date got drunk, threw up on my shoes and ditched me for some other guys from school that were also there...

Farthest from Home First Date:May 2001, HealthFirst Company Trip to Atlantic City, me and Angela Pinkson deviate from the rest of the staff to explore the broadwalk, visit "The Casbah" and Planet Hollywood. We talk about taking our friendship further at the cost of the scandal of an Office Romance.

Most embarrassing Moment on a First Date:June 1999, While visiting a Comedy Club me and My EX get heckled a few times from a couple of Stand Ups, one who confuses me for MEXICAN, and one who asked about how long we were dating in which she yelled back "It's Our First Date!", the audience "Aww's" and I bury my face in my hands.

List of Date Movies:

"Jewel of the Nile"
"The Toxic Avenger"
"RoboCop"
"Batman"
"Dick Tracy"
"Terminator 2:Judgment Day"
"Summer of Sam"
"South Park:Bigger, Longer, Uncut"
"The Sixth Sense"
"Mickey Blue Eyes"
"The Others"
"Moulin Rouge"
"Don't Say a Word"


I've been through a lot of False Starts so far, but I guess the experience helps you out in the long run.

Countdown to "Deep Impact":14 Hours and Counting...

"Two years ago, a friend of mine...asked me to say some MC rhymes..."



You'd Never Guess, but today makes 2 years in the world of Madness that is Jet Black.

It seems only yesterday that the Eagles were at the Super Bowl and I was deep on this Cowboy Bebop kick so much so that I adopt the moniker JET BLACK and started Wasting SO much Time...

What a WACKY adventure it has been and what awaits me in the future ahead I do not know.

A recent comment the other day praised my SOC Writing style. I had to look up the abbreviation since I had never heard of it till now (Learn something new every day...)

Stream of Consciousness, sounds cool, doesn't it?

As I read the definition, I took note of the examples provided...

# Virginia Woolf's Mrs. Dalloway, To the Lighthouse and The Waves
# William Faulkner's The Sound and the Fury and As I Lay Dying
# Robert Anton Wilson's & Robert Shea's Illuminatus!
# William Styron's Lie Down in Darkness
# Allen Ginsberg's poem Howl
# Jack Kerouac`'s On The Road
# Samuel R. Delany's Dhalgren
# Hubert Selby Jr.'s Last Exit to Brooklyn
# Hunter S. Thompson's Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas
# Jerzy Andrzejewski's Gates to Paradise

When noticing Thompson on the list I wondered if this blog would be consider "Gonzo Journalism"? Hmmmm...

I'd like to give a nod to the new readers that are starting to frequent this Soap Opera that is my life and calling it their fav. Guilty Pleasure next to watching "American Idol".

And also give thanks to the loyal fans who've been there from Day 1, ya'll know who ya'll are.

The next few entries promise to be INTERESTING if not to say the least.

Stay Tuned!