See You in 1984

Frosted Brown Sugar & Cinnamon Pop Tarts are just awesome. Frosted Apple Pop Tarts were my favorite growing up, but by the time I reached high school, I stopped eating them. I don’t know why.

My childhood memories gave me a jolt around 1998 and said, hey man, where are the Pop Tarts. I said yeah, a box of Frosted Apple Pop Tarts would hit the spot. So when I when to the supermarket I could not find them. I have tried Blueberry and Strawberry, but they were not that good, to me.

What was I to do; no Apple and Blueberry and Strawberry were out of the question. As fast as I saw the box, I said hey I like cinnamon, why not try Frosted Brown Sugar & Cinnamon. I tried them heated at first and they were ok, but when I ate them, cold, right out of the box, we became like peas and carrots.

I take pleasure in eating them cold, not just because I like them that way, but also because a former co-worker of mine would tell me that they were nasty cold. Now I’m eating them they way I like them but she said they were nasty that way, and it bothered her that I did eat them cold. Well too bad for you co-worker lady, I’m still eating them the way I like them and if your reading this then, take that and Get Bent Helmet.

Happy Mother’s Day Mom’s!

To GrandMa Emma: Thanks for having Mommy and raising her while you raised your other 13 children. That’s right my GrandMa had 15 kids, one passed when he was 3 weeks. I Love You!

To GrandMa Minnie: Thanks for having Dad and raising him to be a strong man. He has done a good job with me, just so you know, but I know your looking down on us and can see for yourself. I miss you and I Love You!

To my Ma: Thanks for having me. Thanks for quitting your job, because Dad beg you to do so, so that I would not be at home by myself after school was out and during the summer. Thanks for always being in my corner and making sure that I grew up being more concerned with putting something in my head and not on it. Oh and thanks for not beating the life out of me when I got into trouble . I Love You!

To my other Ma (most people would call her my mother–in–law): Thanks for having Angie. Also thanks for all the nice conversations we had while I waited, at the house with you, for Angie to get home from working the second shift at NIH. I Love You!

To my Sister: Thanks for being a sister. Even though we are a good number of years apart in age, you took me to the movies and even let me sleep over in your apartment when you moved out. I Love You!

To my Niece: Thanks for being like a little sister at time more so than a niece. I really enjoyed dragging you around the house, and yes I finally go over you biting my favorite Disney glass when you were learning how to drink out of a cup . I Love You!

To my Angie, my wife: Thanks for making me the happiest man in the world twice. Once on June 10, 2000 when we married, and then three years later on June 3, 2004 when you gave birth to our daughter, Khalea. Thanks for putting up with all my foolishness, short temper, bad memory and for nursing me back to health, especailly after we have been out drinking . I just covered the big three, no need to point out everything, its a blog post not a book. You are the best mom and wife in the world, and your all mine. Damn right, I saved the best for last. ILOVEYOU!

There is an article in this weeks Jet magazine regarding the sagging pants fashion trend. Now like most and I have to say most men, I like my pants loose but not hanging off my butt.

Now as most know its now news for Jet to report that this trend came from prison because in prison you can’t allow the inmates to have belts because they could hang their self or another inmate. Now what was surprising to me is that the article said that having your pants hanging off/below your butt meant that you were giving an open invitation of yourself. If you don’t know what that means then, “Get Bent Helmet.”

So Mr. Fashion, do you know what your saying? In short, Judge Joe Brown says you better watch yourself because a guy coming out of prison, who doesn’t know better, is going to think your giving him an open invitation. So you just went from looking silly person to a silly and very generous person.

Before reading this you could claim ignorance, which is nothing to be ashamed. However now if your reading this line you know better and I dub you Sir Stupido!