THERE'S ONLY 1 WAY, BUT WHICH WAY?
As a spent another resplendent Sunday on Long Beach, an old friend sat beside me and discussed his plight at work. She has a relatively new position, which was similar to his old job. He’s been ensconced with the new title for about five months, but already has his sights sets elsewhere. Although elsewhere has been heavily recruiting him, he has to wait half a year before he can transfer within his company. In other words, the only thing you can do in …
AM I THROWING YOU OFF? NOPE! DIDN'T THINK SO!
2011, in a way, only conjures up the elusive Silver Summer – 2006. Me, and my friends collectively call it the Silver Summer because of the time. I was 25, a young adult ready to tackle the world. And there’s this collection of songs that came out, an album, which put sounds to the Silver Summer. That was, indelibly, Loose by Nelly Furtado.
It was a dream collaboration, a notion I accentuated with the readers of New York Newsday, when I …
MY NEW OFFICE.
Today I’m writing about the Machiavellian environment I left behind. Ah, the corporate life, somebody still in it, has been working hard at his 9-5. He comes an hour before and leaves an hour late. His superior takes note.
Of course his boss, the regional director, is of corporate stock. He has climbed insurmountable rungs to get to the top of the ladder, and command respect simply through his business card.
With power comes influence. Suddenly my boy Pat, here’s of a job opening that would be …
7/6/11 – Today marks a major milestone, one year of matrimony. To Mrs. Fornoles, Ayda – I LOVE YOU MORE THAN WORDS CAN DESCRIBE.
ONE YEAR OF ROCKING.
We’ve been through a lot in a committed 365 days. You moved into my cramped apartment. You let me quit my corporate job. You cheered for me when I completed the New York City Marathon. You were there, consoling my Dad and I when my Mother was on her deathbed.
We weathered the one-year storm. We responded with our actions of our …
AN UPLOADED SMILE.
Yesterday just did not go my way. I could hear the precipitation beating on my bedroom window, all but snapping my 6 straight day beach streak. Bad start
Fret not, I thought – I’d be able to get some reading and writing done at home. I tried to secure a possible lunch meet-up with a newfound friend that I met from the week that was, only to be reprimanded thinking that I was a promiscuous, straying, married man.
That ate at me today, especially considering my intentions …
Respect it or Check it.
2009. I just dropped my then-current girl off from her one-on-one birthday dinner. It just turned 12:00am – it was now officially the 4th of July.
CURTIS PROMISED THE PEOPLE, a mixtape before his birthday (7/6), I went to thisis50.com and got Forever King – a mixtape that he describes as a tribute to Michael Jackson who just passed away. It also served as a sequel to 2008’s old school R&B effort, Sincerely Southside.
Cats like Kirk and I, single, going to the beach …
