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As an Admin, I can't really get away with flirting as much as I used to because chicks be like "omg he's abusing his power, sexual harassment, yadda yadda yadda". So I learned that if I wanna flirt, go do it somewhere else. The issues that happen when I flirt, now only occur on other sites and not so much on 8thos. I try not to flirt with ladies on here cause I don't wanna see no unnecessary drama build up, which has in the past. As an Aries, this is actually very hard for me because I love to flirt and it doesn't help that the ladies on here are hot and tease way too damn much.
As an Admin, when you argue with someone and that person takes it seriously, they will leave. I don't have to worry about that on other sites because I am not an admin there so they have no option other than to talk more s*** or ignore me. This is why I prefer to mainly flirt on other sites instead because I know that for some cosmic reason, flirting will lead to a fight or two eventually and since I'm not an admin there I won't have to moderate or worry about members leaving.
Yesterday my mom told me she had some bad news. She rarely ever says something like that to me so I thought either someone passed away or it was something financial. Unfortunately it was the former. Raychelle had lived with us for the past year then moved recently. This past weekend she was on her way to some church event in Valdosta, Georgia when she got into a car accident and died on impact. There was 8 people injured total.
Raychelle lived with us for the past year and I will miss her. She had a great sense of humor and would always bring home some really good food. She had a big heart and took good care of her grand baby. I suggest you all be careful who you ride with cause your putting your life in someone else's hands and not everyone is as careful as you can be for yourself. Not everyone has someone praying over them to keep them safe while they drive on the road. If your blessed that's wassup but doesn't mean the driver's as blessed either. Life's short so be careful.
When someone passes the first thing I think of is when was the last time I saw em. For the past couple of weeks she has come over and knocked on our door several times but I could not hear her cause I was working and when I did get up to open the door she had already left. For a couple weeks I've been thinking of death alot lately to the point I was depressed, especially after getting some bad news of my own. I had felt in my spirit that either myself or someone I knew would die. Just didn't know who. My mom revealed to me that she had the same feeling but that she had a dream that it was my brother. I myself was thinking it might be my mom but turns out it was probably because Raychelle slept in the same room as my lil brother so I guess we were both sharing the same premonition. Weird. As sad as this is though I know Raychelle will be in a better place, sleeping now, just waiting for the resurrection because she was a Saved Christian and did a mighty work in her life, church and community.
I've been in accidents before with fools at the wheel and I am so grateful that I'm alive to this day. Not everyone gets away each time unscathed. Like Raychelle, I have been in an accident where I was also sitting in the right rear passenger side. I have also went careening into the opposite side of the road, a big Mac truck just narrowly missing me. All of this happened in Missouri (I also hit two deer there).
In Louisiana I hydroplaned off the road and into a ditch from a dip in the road when there should've been a sign. Why wasn't there a sign to warn me? After my accident the guy who stopped for me and went into the ditch looking for me told me that where I crashed is where his son died almost an anniversary to that day several years ago and that many people have passed away here or have gotten into bad accidents. He said there should be a sign.
One of the comments on the news article about Raychell's accident said "There needs to be a warning sign at the Oak Ridge Lodge. There are a lot of functions there, with cars trying to turn in, or exit."
That kind of led me to wonder... how much of our taxes are going into our roads? Apparently only 0.5% of our income tax goes into our community, area, and regional development. The fuel tax we do pay doesn't really take care of our roads as well as it should be because that money mostly goes somewhere else. Taxes in itself is not bad but a government that mismanages it's taxes is. That's just straight up evil.
Our new Constitution is now established, and has an appearance that promises permanency; but in this world nothing can be said to be certain, except death and taxes.—Benjamin Franklin, in a letter to Jean-Baptiste Leroy, 1789
That kind of made me think of this weird joke I saw on FB:
A mouse looked through the crack in the wall
to see the farmer and his wife open a package.
“What food might this contain?” the mouse
wondered. He was devastated to discover it
was a mousetrap.
Retreating to the farmyard, the mouse
proclaimed the warning: “There is a
mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap
in the house!”
The chicken clucked and scratched, raised her
head and said “Mr. Mouse, I can tell this is a
grave concern to you, but it is of no
consequence to me. I cannot be bothered by
The mouse turned to the pig and told him
“There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a
mousetrap in the house!” The pig
sympathized, but said “I am so very sorry, Mr.
Mouse, but there is nothing I can do about it
but pray. Be assured you are in my prayers.”
The mouse turned to the cow and said “There
is a mousetrap in the house! There is a
mousetrap in the house!” The cow said “Wow,
Mr. Mouse. I’m sorry for you, but it’s no skin off
So, the mouse returned to the house, head
down and dejected, to face the farmer’s
That very night a sound was heard throughout
the house – like the sound of a mousetrap
catching its prey. The farmer’s wife rushed to
see what was caught. In the darkness, she did
not see it was a venomous snake whose tail
the trap had caught. The snake bit the
farmer’s wife. The farmer rushed her to the
hospital and she returned home with a fever.
Everyone knows you treat a fever with fresh
chicken soup, so the farmer took his hatchet to
the farmyard for the soup’s main ingredient.
But his wife’s sickness continued, so friends
and neighbors came to sit with her around the
clock. To feed them, the farmer butchered the
pig. The farmer’s wife did not get well; she
died. So many! people came for her funeral,
the farmer had the cow slaughtered to provide
enough meat for all of them.
The mouse looked upon it all from his crack in
the wall with great sadness. So, the next time
you hear someone is facing a problem and
think it doesn’t concern you, remember: when
one of us is threatened, we are all at risk. We
are all involved in this journey called life.
What I got from that is that ignoring something important may not affect us directly but it will eventually in some way or another. Not voting or getting involved with our community politics is one of those things that affects us. There's the lack of a road sign out there that could mean our future death. It's missing not because of taxes in itself but because of the people we've elected to manage those taxes. They have failed us and we need to stop electing them.
Who are we electing? Apparently, people who just don't care. Lets examine Valdosta, Georgia, the city that our friend Raychelle passed away. In this same city Kendrick Johnson, a young African-American 17 year old student of Lowndes High School is found dead 110 days later in a rolled up basketball mat. The sheriff's office bundled the investigation so badly that they got the Rev. Al Sharpton speaking at rally's wanting to bring his murderer to justice even though it was ruled an accidental death. But seriously... positional asphyxiation? No one rolls themselves up in a basketball mat to get a shoe.
What that unfortunate situation boils down to is this comment from that news article: "Welcome to south GA. I lived in Valdosta for 5 years and still have many friends and family there. There have been many racial issues in this city just like the rest of this country. Black are treated like second class citizens and this case is shining light on the mistreatment and the injustices of African AMERICANS. This is Emmett Till 2013. No Justice...No Peace. K.J. we riding for you."
Why does death and a mistreatment of people bring everyone together so? Because it makes us realize how short and precious life is. We feel each other's pain. We can rally and comfort each other but in the end that is futile until we actually get actively involved in our community and make a change. All those corrupt officials who bungled up the Kendrick Johnson investigation? Fire them. African-Americans who are tired of being treated like second class citizens can make the change by getting into positions of power and help improve both our situation and other groups who feel like they are being treated like second class citizens. We are the strongest minority. Equality is on our shoulders. We shoulder the burden where others have slacked off. We have been doing this for years but progress is slow.
Progress is slow because people just don't care. We're playing X-Box, Instagram, Facebook, Candy Crush, American Idol, The Voice, Walking Dead and doing all sorts of everything else that will distract us from what we should be doing, improving our way of life and watching out for each other. This is a theme I really need to put in my book. I have been writing my book for so long and I've never wanted to finish it because I felt that something was missing. Now I know.Vicky likes this.
Before the coli existed, one of the webmasters of the coli originally suggested me to create a SOHH spin-off site and they would help but I didn't want to make a site that used the same forum software and have to deal with trolls. Fast-forward over a year later, my site traffic still slow and the Coli rollin in ad money.
As a webmaster, not taking that advice was a huge mistake but as a regular forum user, it was a great idea because I don't have to deal with trolls as a moderator and I don't have to deal with server, software and design issues as a webmaster. I can enjoy the coli fully as it was intended.
The reason above is why I never created a site before. I was content just being a member. Thinking back... I didn't originally create a site because I wanted to anyway but because I was asked to. What I've realized is that when the owner of the coli made his suggestion, I turned it down cause I didn't know him that well. When I was asked to make this site, it was by a friend that I thought I knew very well. I thought I was helping my friend at the time. By logic I should've done the other dude's suggestion but his was not so much in the form of a request or call for help.
Over time I have helped a lot of people but I'm realizing that a lot of those times I've helped someone were bad decisions because I didn't think logically enough. Sometimes helping people on a whim or just because you know or like them can have ridiculously far repercussions. People end up putting their burdens on you and it will stress you out.
That's something I'm going through right now in real life with real people I know. This has actually made me withdraw from helping people online and even from wanting to maintain a website. By principle, I try to live a stress-free life but by my nature, I love to help people so you can see how this causes issues.
The main thing I've learned though is that Life is so short that we get a finite amount of time. Sometimes God gives us inspiration and energy and with that we can do many great things. Unfortunately I have taken that for granted and I honestly believe I've wasted that time on others. I have been a lil depressed about it. I'm like wow I should've been finished with my book, but lately I've made great progress and I'm feeling better.MrWright likes this.
Every tried to go on a no-technology diet?
I'm on a no-Skype diet, but now I'm using iMessage just as frequently. So I tried to stop using iMessage on my iPhone and MacBook, but then I ended up using Facebook IM. So I stopped using Facebook IM, next thing I know I'm on Twitter. So I stopped using Twitter and I realized I'm posting on forums just as much so now I'm gonna try no forums and none of the other stuff I mentioned. I want to see how much weight I lose by chatting less. Let's see how well that works out.
It's 4 something AM, I woke up and was thinking about a friend I used to be cool with. I let her down last year when she was in mourning cause her mom passed away and she's hated me ever since. I still feel bad about that s*** and think about it every now and then, then sometimes I forget when I see her, then I'm reminded and I start feeling sad all over again. Because I sometimes forget she's quick to remind me so we can't be friends anymore. I f***ed up and I'll have to live with that. At first I was really, really, really sad about it and even after apologizing that didn't help so I just said f*** it I ain't gonna think about it anymore. That's how I moved on. Just don't think about it, cause it's depressing. But even that's difficult cause when I see her...
So I woke up and I'm thinking about her and I start writing a poem (in my head cause I'm still in bed in the dark, laying there) and I thought 'f*** it lets write a poem' and I grab my phone and see that my nicca Giersh called me. He called me at 4:43 am. I had woken up two minutes ago. It was then I realized that it was not sorrow that woke me up but the vibrating the phone makes cause it's on silent. So I called him back and was like "yo whats up? You in trouble or something?" (cause it's 4-something AM who in the f*** calls at 4 something AM) and he says "Oh my bad, pocket-dial homey" Then he started telling me about why Final Fantasy 14 financially ruined Squaresoft-Enix. So after I got off the phone I thought I'd write this blog to remind myself that I need to do something about this Emo s***. Just last week I was gonna write a blog complaining about how I feel bad banning people sometimes and why can't motherf***ers understand that I really don't have time for that s***. But then I thought nah don't even bother you'll just come off as emo. It's like I gotta double-check myself for being Emo. I can't help it. I have these crazy ass customers at work cursing me out and I'm not used to that s***, I can't curse em back out or I'll get fired, so after all that disrespect at work, I do not want to go on the site and have some f***** ass b**** ass nicca disrespect me on my own site especially considering how much work I put into it so you got damn right I'mma ban the s*** out of em. Anyway I got a headache now and writing is making it worse.
This was a nightmare. I woke up from a bad dream just now in where I had a wife and kids. I was off trying to save the world fighting zombies with my mom and lil bro. We were riding around in BMX bikes down wood trails, beach sides and pool sides. It was a very beautiful dream vista-wise. Lovely settings. Near the end we went to forward home base and saw that there was an invasion and everyone was evacuated outside in little picnic table umbrella type groups (no tents because that's too dangerous) and so we went inside the building not to clean it out but to save some important documents so that we could bounce da f*** out. My mom was in an important meeting with the general and my lil bro had a duty to attend to so I was left on my own. A lightbulb appeared above my head and I thought 'hey I should visit my wife and kids' and then I thought 'f*** that s*** lemme see how my friends are doing, I ain't talked to them awhile, I can see my wife and kids anytime' Really f***ed up right? Especially after they got evacuated. So I hung out and ate some punsit and lumpia with my friend Darwin and his fam then when I was on my way back to visit my wife and kids I met an old friend from back in the day and he was like 'Oh s*** whats up dude I haven't seen you in awhile! Hows ya fam I heard you got a lil family of your own congratulations! I didn't think you'd have the time to settle down and s***! And I said 'I don't and I don't know how they're doing, lets go see' so we went to go see my wife and kids. So my wife was some Latina chick, she was hot and looked like a cross between Eva Mendes and some past Puerto Rican chicks I dated and she layed into me man b****ing me out cause she knew I was back at home base and was like yo why didn't come see us and while I was getting b****ed at, from the corner of my eye I saw my friend staring at my wife with some starry-eyed love at first sight s***. It was so bad she stopped b****ing, blushed and looked away and said 'I don't wanna talk to you right now go away you f***in jerk'. So I lightfully slapped my friend in the face and said 'get a hold of yourself dog she ain't all that' she turned around and said 'wtf you said nicca you ain't s***!' And I said 'shut yo pot bellied ass up b**** go jog a track trick' and grabbed my friend by his jacket and left cause he was still swooning. I winked at my wife before leaving cause I was just kidding but she was already minding the kids with a dejected look on her face which stopped me in my tracks so I got on my knees in front of her, apologized to her for being an asshole and told her I loved her and that I'd make it up to her and she said 'nicca you need to grow up and start acting like your in a relationship, you a great father and all but you need to spend more time with me and you don't cause you off cavortin off with these other niccas. f*** that cracka he didn't marry you or birth your children, get your s*** straight nicca or I'll leave your ass and marry that nigguh how you love that?' She took her ring off and folded her arms my jaw dropped and before I could say or do anything the alarm went off and it was time to go kill some zombies.
Yeah that dream really made me feel like s*** and reminded me of how bad a person I would be to date because I've been single for so much of my life that I really wouldn't know how to think like a 'taken' man. It's not that I would cheat, it's just that my time is no longer my own and time management demands that I divide my time between myself and my girlfriend. I think this is why I have been such a s***ty boyfriend to my exes cause I really didn't give a s*** and felt like they were nagging me. In reality they weren't nagging they just wanted the love and attention they were due. Really would be an act of God to find a girlfriend who could put up with my bulls*** and help me grow as a person but until then I refuse to date anyone because I wouldn't even date me.
This is my sample entry for the Instagram Poetry Contest.
Last night the dog got loose. I chased him all throughout the neighborhood. After awhile he got tired and came up to me and laid on his back. lol wtf So I pet his stomach. I didn't have the leash with me so I took off my clothes belt and put it through his collar as a makeshift leash. After I brought him back home (it was a long walk), I rode my bicycle around the golf course. It was dark so I used the flashlight app on my phone.
Note to self: Buy a headlight for my bicycle.
I need to wash my car too.
I got my income tax check last night and the first thing I bought was vitamins and a pur water filter.
Like wtf... Doing mature stuff with my money? That makes me feel old.
Speaking of buying stuff I just bought Conversation Essentials so that I can like PMs just like we do posts. I never did like how we couldn't like pms. Now we can.
I'm bored with the internet. It just doesn't hold my attention anymore. I'm going back to my old hobbies that mainly consist of reading, writing and drawing.
Thats how I feel. So I been forcing myself to give a s***.
I guess that's what being an adult is all about.
I'm a hardworker in real life but sometimes I think I burn myself out.
I need to take some damn vacations.
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