Well, I dropped the ball on that one....

So I kinda blew week 2 of my black history month celebration, but hey, it was Valentines Day week and I had to exhaust what little wits I have just trying to earn points with my wife.

 And so it leaves me with a quandary. Do I ramp up the whole thing a present you with a double shot for the week, or just say to hell with it and dump the project all together.....

 Perhaps I'll have decided by tomorrow. Until then, I leave you with this important message for the day:

I'm learning to hate vegetables

So, as it turns out, going from a diet of primarily meat to cutting out every thing except eggs and cheese kinda sucks.

I'd like to start by saying I have absolutely nothing against eating things with faces. They taste wonderful and I'm smarter than they are, so they deserve it. I'm just tired of being fat and unhealthy.

That being said, this vegetarian diet thing is turning out to be a great way to cut down portion sizes, calories and awkward stare-downs with people at the meat wall in Walmart. That bitch knew I was going for that steak.....

Anyway, it's really not all that bad considering the options that are out there now. It shortens the search time on menus at  restaurants significantly. And it has a very humbling effect.

Have you ever known the pain of having to discard the ham from an egg Mcmuffin? It's like being forced to keep eye contact while you strangle a kitten.

I think this it's going to work for me.

Welcome to February, Sucka!

Well, to those of you who don't have a calendar, it's February. The month of love, appreciation of Presidents, thanking your mail carrier and the blackest of history.

 In honor of that last part, I'm going to be devoting one post a week to some of the most influential and inspiring black people of all time. I'm sure some of you will disagree with me and this will just be my opinion, but as it turns out, that's all that matters here, so too bad for you.

Let's begin with someone who has made my life much more enjoyable.

                                                                        MR. T

 Some people may think that he is just a washed up tough guy from the 80's who no one has taken seriously since Rocky III. And those people are assholes. There is so much more to this T than people believe.

Without Mr. T's compassion and intense pity for fools, many of us would never know just how may fools are out there to be pitied. Other humanitarian efforts include a long roster of public service announcements across many different mediums, that stress the importance of things like drinking milk, not doing drugs and looking both ways when crossing the street.

His constant crusading against things like excessive "Jibba Jabba" and "Suckas" are a testament to his dedication and perseverance and make him a shining beacon of the black community. He clearly has a solid grasp of economics, as he puts his money into gold and depends only on himself and not unreliable banks to protect his assets.

In summation, I pity any fools who don't appreciate this great man.

Plus, he had his own damn cereal. You don't just get your own damn cereal for nothin', suckas!