Monday, February 27, 2006
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Tuesday, February 21, 2006
Thursday, February 16, 2006
Company Policy is as follows:
It is advised that you come to work dressed according to your salary. If we see you wearing Manolo Blahnik shoes and carrying a Gucci bag, we assume you are doing well financially and therefore do not need a raise. If you dress poorly, you need to learn to manage your money better, so that you may buy nicer clothes, and therefore you do not need a raise. If you dress just right, you are right where you need to be and therefore you do not need a raise.
We will no longer accept a doctor's statement as proof of sickness. If you are able to go to the doctor, you are able to come to work. Personal Days Each employee will receive 104 personal days a year. They are called Saturday & Sunday.
This is no excuse for missing work. There is nothing you can do for dead friends, relatives or co-workers. Every effort should be made to have non-employees attend to the arrangements. In rare cases where employee involvement is necessary, the funeral should be scheduled in the late afternoon. We will be glad to allow you to work through your lunch hour and subsequently leave one hour early.
Entirely too much time is being spent in the toilet. There is now a strict three-minute time limit in the stalls. At the end of three minutes, an alarm will sound, the toilet paper roll will retract, the stall door will open, and a picture will be taken. After your second offense, your picture will be posted on the company bulletin board under the "Chronic Offenders category". Anyone caught smiling in the picture will be sanctioned under the company's mental health policy.
Skinny people get 30 minutes for lunch, as they need to eat more, so that they can look healthy. Normal size people get 15 minutes for lunch to get a balanced meal to maintain their average figure. Chubby people get 5 minutes for lunch, because that's all the time needed to drink a Slim-Fast.
Thank you for your loyalty to our company. We are here to provide a positive employment experience. Therefore, all questions, comments, concerns, complaints, frustrations, irritations, aggravations, insinuations, allegations, accusations, contemplations, consternation and input should be directed elsewhere.
(Just thought I would have a little fun today - Shem hotep)
Wednesday, February 15, 2006
By John Stevenson, The Herald-Sun
February 9, 2006 8:12 pm
DURHAM -- Shelton Deangelo Epps was sentenced Thursday to life in prison without parole for what the judge called a "sickeningly opportunistic and atrocious" crime: The February 2004 shooting, beating and drowning death of a Franklinton man whose car was stolen.
Epps received an additional six- to eight-year prison term for kidnapping the victim, 23-year-old Sean Ethan Owen.
Jurors deliberated about 2 1/2 hours in Durham County Superior Court on Wednesday before finding Epps guilty of the homicide and kidnapping, and also of stealing Owen's car at gunpoint.
"Mr. Epps, the jury has spoken," Judge Michael Morgan told the convicted man Thursday.
The judge said it was tragic to send Epps, who was 21 at the time of the crimes, to prison for the rest of his days.
"But Mr. Epps, you're still alive," he added. "Mr. Owen is dead."
Evidence in Epps' nine-day trial indicated that he and two others lured Owen from Franklinton to Durham through a gay chat line, promising him homosexual sex but intending all along to take his car.
Owen was shot twice in the head, beaten and thrown into the Eno River at Old Farm City Park to drown.
"But for the aggressive assaults of [Epps], Sean Owen would perhaps still be alive," prosecutor Tracey Cline argued Thursday. "I believe he was the most aggressive as relates to the assaults on the victim."
A codefendant in the case, former Northern High School junior varsity football player Matthew Lawrence Taylor, was convicted of first-degree murder and related crimes last year and -- like Epps -- was sentenced to life in prison without parole plus six to eight years.
The third suspect, Derrick Arness Maiden Jr., was given a plea bargain for the reduced charge of second-degree murder in exchange for testimony against Epps and Taylor. He told jurors that Epps was the triggerman, although Epps said in his confession it was Taylor.
Maiden was sentenced Thursday to nine to almost 12 years in prison.
Prosecutor Cline said that Maiden, unlike many criminal defendants, came from a good, middle-class, hard-working family that sent him to school every day and "tried to raise him right."
However, he became involved with a bad crowd and didn't anticipate that things might get out of hand, according to Cline.
"Teenagers need to be careful when they think they're only getting involved in minor crime," she said. "In this case, Derrick Maiden thought he was just going to participate in a robbery. It turned out to be a murder. It messed up his whole life."URL for this article: http://www.herald-sun.com/durham/4-699831.html
Monday, February 13, 2006
Your Blogging Type Is Clever and Witty
Of all blogging types, you're the best with words.
Almost every blog post you write has legendary quality.
You have a perverse sense of humor and often play devil's advocate.
Impatient and picky, you tend to go off on funny rants from time to time.
Sunday, February 12, 2006
I woke up in bed next to a glassy-eyed stranger, not knowing who he was, but feeling oddly at ease with him.
“What the fuck?” I said softly. My eyes adjusted to the harsh rays of sunlight piercing my blinds until I was able to focus on the furry stranger in my bed. His eyes, genuinely made of glass, stared back at me, smiling – elated that he had been placed in my care.
“A damn teddy bear,” I grumbled, grinning on the inside. He wore a “Somebody at Potomac University Loves Me” shirt over his light brown fur. He wasn’t a large bear by any means, but large enough to be noticeable to the visitors of my room.
He did it again.
The last thing I remembered from the night before was talking to him, he who had stopped by unexpectedly just to say hello. I was already in bed when he came by. Heavy rapping at the door made me believe that one of my roommates had forgotten their key.
I swung the door open, surprised to see him standing there.
“Adrian,” he said, sizing me up in a deliberate floor-to-ceiling gesture with his head.
“Hey,” I said, feeling naked in my white sleeveless t-shirt, which clung tightly to my slender torso while my blue basketball shorts slung low on my hips, revealing the white FTL band of my boxer briefs.
“Can I come in?” he asked, peering around the door and trying to take a glance at my living room.
“Um,” I said, uncertain whether he was intent on breaking the pact before the school year had even begun.
“Dude, just for a minute,” he said. “You know I’m not going to go back on my promise. I just…I just had to see you before we…we…”
“Okay,” I interrupted. “You can stay for a while.”
I tried to hide my smile from him, so I quickly walked toward the kitchenette. “You want something to drink?”
“Naw,” he said, closing the door behind him. He sat down on the old brown couch and let his old, tattered gym bag fall to the floor at his feet while I got myself a glass of water. I sat in the gray cushioned chair across from him and slowly sipped my drink.
“You seem uncomfortable,” he said.
“Naw…just nervous, I guess.”
“Nervous?” he said, leaning forward on the couch, as close to me as he could without sliding off.
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Saturday, February 11, 2006
This was a week of highs and lows. The lows were tough but as my friend No4real4real says "I stomp with the big dawgs!" (Hell, if I could drop a few years, I would compete with him in the FLY category, too, but oh well -lol). There is some shyt going on at work where staff is doing a good job of undermining the boss. The bad thing is that the CEO is buying into it and the agency could lose the best person they have ever had. But you know how it is when folks want to do what they want to do and not what is good for the organization. They get together and create some chaos and confusion. Well I intend to do what I can to keep the boss in place. If I get fired, so what. I work because I want to now, and not because I have to.
Another low was getting played by someone I met first on my 360 blog and then in person. We seem to hit it off on our first brief meeting, agreed to get together again on Tuesday night (he chose the day and since he is an hour away from me, I booked a non-cancellable night at a hotel). You can guess the rest. I get there, check in, send a couple of text messages and hit his voicemail. No response. Now my friend Spiderman (love ya) told me to just forget it. But for me, I have to have closure, not revenge or spouting anger, just having my say. I did that, I ain't mad, just moving on.
Now the high came with someone else that I met on 360 (damn y'all. Check out all my hits and "friends"). A brotha could get a 'swelled head' over there. Anyway, I have a conversation going on with SupaTall. He's cool, closer in age (though there is still a few years), and knows how to use some technology. Oh by the way. Did I mention that he is cute as hell. The Fratman may have to do some traveling behind this one, but lesson learned. Meet in a neutral spot where both have in investment. Have a "jood" weekend (read some James Earl Hardy) and shem hotep.
PS: If you're wondering how the photo relates, it doesn't but good eye candi, huh.
Tuesday, February 07, 2006
C E L E B R A T I N G
"I am convinced that if I had not had a wife with the fortitude, strength and calmness of Coretta, I could not have stood up amid the ordeals and tensions surrounding the Montgomery movement. I came to see the real meaning of that rather trite statement: 'A wife can either make or break a husband.' Coretta proved to be that type of wife with qualities to make a husband when he could have been so easily broken. In the darkest moments she always brought the light of hope." – Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.
Monday, February 06, 2006
Damn VA Beach. I used to think you all had it going on, but this weekend was definitely a bust for me (well, almost - ). Since I didn't have anything going on this weekend, I decided to head for Virginia Beach. I will confess that my main reason for going was to eat at Capt. George's Seafood Buffet Restaurant. Since I was going to be in an area where I knew one of my fellow bloggers had recently moved to, I hit him up for a little planned meeting. I was really looking forward to that since he is one of the few who is close to my age (and we had never met). We agree that I will call when I get into my hotel room. He asked me to txt him. I did and got a msg back that he had to go to "bc" unexpectedly. Shyt.
So I get on the net to find out where sgl folks hang out in this town. Surely with Norfolk, Hampton, Newport News and VA Beach all tucked in the corner of Tidewater Virginia, there ought to be something happening on the weekend. Well, wherever it was happening, I didn't find it. The net talked up this place called "Klub Ambush " on S. Lynnhaven Rd. If you click the link, you will find the info just ain't there. No pictures or nothing. Shoulda been a clue. I found it in a parking lot of an old strip mall by a laundramat. Sat in the parking lot for a minute to scope out the clientele. Practically all Caucasion (no offense, just not who I want to party with), a great number of lesbians (can do anything for me), and a really small azzed place (I think my condo holds more folks, especially for intimacy).
Thank God I brought my reading material along with some DVD's (don't ask titles, I ain't telling, but thanks Maxim ). Also, more hotels are starting to provide free wireless internet, but the bandwith in this hotel was ridiculous. Kept losing the connection and the signal would decline and then increase. That is frustrating as hell! Either offer good service or none at all. Ok, back to the weekend. So now I am back to trying to salvage the weekend. I get this IM from someone who invites me to stop by on my way home. I did, we meet, his shyt is tight, looks promising. Beyond that - a gentleman never tells!
Friday, February 03, 2006
The attack on three patrons at a gay bar was a crime against the entire city, the mayor said at a candlelight vigil outside the nightspot.
Mayor Scott Lang joined about 150 people Thursday night outside Puzzles Lounge, where a young man dressed all in black went on a rampage with a hatchet and a gun earlier in the day, wounding three patrons, including one critically. Police said the attack appeared to be a hate crime.
Authorities searched for 18-year-old Jacob D. Robida, who was wanted on charges of attempted murder, assault and civil-rights violations. He was still at large early Friday, police said.
Under heavy police presence, community members and local politicians denounced the attack at the vigil.
Gays have the right to gather in safety and without fear of violence, said Andrew Pollock, president of the Marriage Equality Coalition of the South Seacoast.
"When you take the rights away from one group, you are dehumanizing that group and making them more vulnerable to violence," he said.
According to court papers, Robida's mother told police that he briefly stopped by the house less than an hour after the brawl and was bleeding from the head. Officers found Nazi regalia in Robida's bedroom and anti-Semitic writings on the wall.
"Obviously we have a man who's dangerous, who's not rational, and he has weapons," prosecutor Paul Walsh Jr. said.
A bartender said it was around midnight when a teen wearing a black hooded sweatshirt and black pants walked into Puzzles, a gay nightspot in this historic seaport city of 94,000 people about 50 miles from Boston.
He flashed an apparently fake ID and ordered a drink, then asked if the place was a gay bar and was told it was, said the bartender, who asked to be identified only by his first name, Phillip, because of fear for his safety.
The bartender said the teen finished his drink and walked back to where two men were playing pool. He shoved one of them to the ground, then pulled a hatchet from his sweatshirt and began swinging at the man's head, cutting him, Phillip said.
Other patrons tackled the man, sending the hatchet sliding across the floor, the bartender said. Then the attacker pulled a gun, shot a man, and then fired another bullet into the chest of a patron who was leaving the bathroom, the bartender said.
He then ran off into the night.
Police recovered the hatchet and found a knife outside. The knife was not apparently used in the attack.
Authorities identified the injured men as Robert Perry, Alex Taylor and Luis Rosado. One has a gunshot wound to the chest, another a gunshot wound to the back and severe cuts to his face, and a third suffered multiple cuts, police said. They would not specify which man suffered which injuries.
All three victims remained hospitalized. Police said one was in critical condition, but would not say which man.
A family friend who answered the door at Robida's home said his mother had no comment.
Some patrons said there has been occasional low-level harassment at the bar over the years.
Puzzles has been egged, cars parked outside have had windows smashed and teenagers have thrown rocks and bricks at the building's facade for years, said Dan Sheteron, 51, who lives upstairs. Anti-gay graffiti often defaces the building.
"This doesn't surprise me," Sheteron said of the attack. "It was either going to be this or a firebomb through the front window."
Wednesday, February 01, 2006
On February 1, 2006, hundreds of fans of Rashid Darden’s critically acclaimed novel LAZARUS will be waiting in virtual lines to pre-order COVENANT. A continuation of the life of Adrian Collins, COVENANT is the most eagerly anticipated sequel this year.
Who will be the first to break?
ADRIAN is on a mission to heal himself from his emotional wounds....
ISAIAH is struggling to redefine himself....
Over the course of one summer these two men are united as friends - and more.
About the Author:
Rashid Darden is a refreshing new voice in African-American and gay literature. He brings to his writings a flavor influenced by years of eclectic experiences, from studying in Moscow and London to competing in poetry slams in his native Washington, DC. A graduate of Georgetown University who is currently enjoying the challenges and rewards of independent publishing, Rashid's novels are Lazarus (2005) and Covenant (2006).
Robert Denson, III, Sunpiper Press, February 2005, said:
Rashid Darden paints an exquisite portrait of college life, urban youth and the secrets we all hold from the world...
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