Look, I said the "Won't our kids be cute?" to lighten up my post...shit, the reality is that given any race, my kids could look terrible or they could look great, it doesn't really matter, but that's besides the point. I wanted to let folks know that I am mixed race, because that may have given people some insight as to who I am and where I'm coming from on the issue. When I finished typing about what I am and what my boyfriend is, I just got excited about our prospects. I would have typed the same damn thing if I was dating anyone with whom I had plans to marry and to raise a family. I meant the comment in a light-hearted way, not in whatever why you took it...and looking back at it, since you don't know me, I guess it could easily be misconstrued as me thinking that my kids would be cute precisely BECAUSE we are both mixed, which would contradict my whole premise, and everything good and positive that find Blackness to be...it's just not true, and I'm sorry if you took it that way.

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"A man is free, or he is not. There can be no apprenticeship for freedom."
--Amiri Baraka

Jesus was Black ya'll...no joke.

"Oh no, here comes that sun again. That means another day, without you my friend. And it hurts to look into the mirror at myself, and it hurts even more to have to be with somebody else.
And it's so hard to do, and so easy to say,
But sometimes, sometimes, you just have to walk away."
--Ben Harper

The worst Okayplayer mistake my friend ever made? I went with three of my friends to the Saturday Oakland Okayplayer show back in November. Anyway, we got separated into groups of two during the show, and after the show, we couldn't find each other, and after spending a weekend together, me and my sistas were a little testy anyway. Not finding each other directly after the show further aggravated the situation. So anyway, one of my friends was hella pissed, and decided to walk in front of all of us. On the way back to the car, she pushed through a group of brothas who were chillin' by the side of the theater, hella mad-doggin' folks, and one of the dudes (shorter, light-skinded) in an effort to cheer her up said, "Hey, smile!" She turned around and gave this dude the ugliest, most sarcastic smile in the world, and then kept walking. After walking in utter silence for a block, one of my other friends who watched the exchange said, "Why did you dis Scratch like that?"