Monday, June 6, 2011

Its Been Awhile

Hey, Hey, Hey!

It has been awhile, once again. I shouldn't leave you hanging in between months, but hey, I know that I will be forgiven.
I've taken some time to decide what my next piece will be. But I decided to let someone else shine.
My niece Sapphire Woods, has the writing skills of an experienced author. Now of course I'm going to give her the ultimate props. However I think I will let you decide!

LetTashbspeak introduces:
Sapphire Woods-My Old Bed

It began with my bed. The bed that I had had since I was about 7, or even 10. Either way, I had that bed. That stupid twin bed that creaked for such a long time. I knew which bed was mine because of that creak. The tell-tale creak. My little sister had an identical bed, but mine creaked and squeaked far less, due to the fact that I simply took care of my things much better than she did. A direct reflection of our personalities and characteristics, laid out in a rigid rectangular format. By just sitting on the edge of her bed, one would cause a ruckus. Just like her. The smallest things would excite her--you could always tell when my sister was in the room. But my bed? Yes, it still made a bit of noise, but only when you rolled around purposefully in the center of it. Who knew, my old bed would be such a reflection of me. Such a reflection of my sister.
The year that we moved from our shit bungalow on Tooley Road, (post year of separation, post re-trial of my parents), we got new mattresses for our beds...Irony? Even better, the mattresses still squeaked. (Mine still squeaked far less than hers). How ironic, how these liminal states are marked. But after, after they split up for good, after he moved out forever, I started college in the fall. But before, before I left, Latasha got pregnant.
She told me, while I was high out of my mind on some laced Korean weed, (post high school graduation, pre Commencement day), and in the shower trying to figure out how to stand, that she was three months pregnant and would be moving back in with Mom. And she would be taking my room. “That’s great news!”
So she moved in all her shit and began to grow to massive proportions that summer. She grew and grew and grew. I packed and packed and packed. They threw my bed in the basement and Latasha acquired a Queen size frame and mattress, to accommodate her size. It was mandatory for her comfort.
She grew and I left for school. It was cruel and I didn’t know who the fuck I was.
Christmas came and I returned. My little sister got a Queen-sized bed, to accommodate her maturity, mandatory for her comfort. I slept wherever was free.
Summer came and my little brother rearranged his room, my little sister painted her walls pink, and Latasha got a really nice crib for my nephew Roger that would turn into a twin bed when he was older. I partied almost every night, got high every single day, and slept on the couch or in the basement, where they kept my old mattress. “I don’t know who you are anymore,” Mom lamented as she sent me to my third counselor in two years.
Fall came and I went back to school. It was cruel, and I changed. Like a wet, awkward butterfly squeezing out of a cocoon forged out of glass, the edges encircling my exit sharp as diamonds. I hurt and bled, but bloomed and loved the knowledge that made me fly. I went home for Christmas and made myself useful--helping with the festivities, providing rides to the mall, distributing babysitting duties, and prompting intellectual conversations with family members that had heard rumors that I was a nutcase drug addict.
When the formalities were sufficiently fulfilled with gusto and spirit, I went out with friends, got high every day, slept over at friends’ houses, or slept on the ground in Mom’s closet, since the guests had taken over the basement and couches and floors in the living room.
I returned to school after the break and Skyped my older sister Leneasha shortly after. She told me she noticed that I was hiding in a shell, always reading, avoiding “time with the family”. That I had changed, built up walls. The she “didn’t understand what was going on with me”.
I’m pretty sure that Mom has plans on cleaning out the basement the next time she’s not vacationing with her new boyfriend. I’m almost positive she’ll commission my younger siblings to help clear out all the shit that’s accumulated. She had expressed countless times that those old mattresses and boxes full of things I had left behind had to go.
Summer’s approaching. I don’t think I’ll be going home.

Hailing from Toronto, Ontario, Sapphire Woods currently resides in Edmonton, Alberta. Entering into her third year of university as an English major at Canadian University College, she is developing her writing skills and her passion for literature, prose, and poetry. Sapphire's favourite inspiring authors and poets are Anais Nin, Michael Ondaatje, and Sylvia Plath. Her hobbies, other than writing short stories, poetry, and paper cranes, are reading North American classics, frequenting the library, discovering tea and coffee lounges, and collecting tea for her tea collection. And if you were wondering, her weaknesses are anything containing sugar and a good sale.

Saturday, February 12, 2011

Valentine's Day

Valentine's Day is here and most of us spent this week, scrambling for gifts. A hopeless romantic will state, that this is the day where everyone should be doing something special.
This is also the day where the stores make you spend your money.
Its not just about a dinner and a date anymore. The prices for flowers go higher, restaurant prices skyrocket and the local jeweler will reel you in. If there is a concert in town, then you better go purchase those tickets.

Most people don't believe in Valentine's Day, while others yearn for it. For some, Valentine's Day is 365 days of the year and its just another day.
Valentine's Day is not only for couples. People can also show Valentines Day love by helping your elderly neighbor with their groceries. One can even find a charity or local organization to volunteer with.

I can't forget my fellow soldiers who are deployed. Happy Valentines Day! Whooraaaa!

So before we run ourselves ragged, looking for the perfect gift. Let us think about how we can make Valentine's Day really mean something.
I have compiled a list of movies and books for your viewing and reading pleasure. This list is a mixture of prohibited love, damsel in distress, love thyself and hopeless romantic.

Enjoy Your Valentines!

How To Love Like a Hot Chick ~Jodi Lipper & Cerina Vincent

Sacred Woman-Guide to Healing the Feminine Body, Mind & Spirit ~Queen Afua

Girl Get Your Mind Right ~Tionna Smalls

Love Jones -Larenz Tate & Nia Long

The Proposal -Sandra Bullock & Ryan Reynalds

The Inkwell -Jada Pinkett & Larenz Tate

No Strings Attached -Natalie Portman & Ashton Kutcher

True Blood- Anna Paquin & Stephen Moyer

Twilight Series -Kristen Stewart & Robert Pattinson

Thursday, December 2, 2010



I had the pleasure of speaking with an up and coming femcee. She's from the Boogie Down Bronx, and her name is J LA P.
We had a chance to discuss how she began rapping, who she would love to do a song with and her qualities in a mate.

What made you pursue rapping?
I've always been a fan of hip-hop, from a young age. I listened to Biggie, Big L, Jay-Z, Big Pun and Remy Ma. I started writing when I was 13 and writing was my hobby until I turned 18. Then I met an aspiring artist who suggested I pursue rapping professionally. I've been rapping for 2 years now.

You wrote on your fist blog: "Superb*tch is a name I earned this far"....
Many times as a female, being opinionated and driven is viewed as a b*tch. Trying to take the negativity off the word. Also people can't disrespect me by calling me a b*^%h, if I call myself a superb*tch.

Would you consider yourself to be a fan of the feminist movement?
I am a fan of being treated equally. Now a days "feminist" gives off a certain stereotype. I am for and support women being in more control and empowerment.

What is your view on female emcess today?
It's difficult to make it as a female artist. If you are trying to do anything other than fit the males perspective of how a female rapper should be. Examples such as being oversexed and falling back on lyrical creativity.
I also feel like female artists should support each other more. Or be more diplomatic towards each other in order to open more doors.

There is alot of labeling in our society. Would you respond to female rapper or white female rapper?
I view myself as a female rapper. I speak more for females than just Italian-American female. I do understand that the industry does not work like that. Also, outside of NY is less diverse. I would probably be viewed as a white female rapper at first, but I move to inspire females as a whole. Not just separate myself into one category. I don't want to be looked at as a gimmick, just respected for my talent.

Name your top 2 female/male emcees.
Lauryn Hill and Remy Ma
Eminem and Styles P

Who would you like to do a collabo with?
Christina Aguilera. I admire her talent and her amazing voice. I also admire her going from a mold of what her label wanted her to be and creating her own name. Not many artist can do what she does as far as changing up her style from album to album.

What does J LaP do in her spare time?
I like to go tanning and workout. I'm a homebody, I just like to chill.

What qualities do you look for in a mate?
Someone who actually has a personality. (laughing) These days alot of people think they can rely on looks or what they own to make people want them.
But i just want a genuine dude who takes care of himself and keeps it real with me. Of course there needs to be a physical attraction, that's a given, but as long as you're down to earth and treat me as more than arm candy, we're good.

The Superb*tch mixtape COMING SOON
Contact- twitter/missjlap

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

New Releases and Interesting Reads

Getting To Happy -Terry McMillian

Resurrecting Midnite (Gideon Series #4)-Eric Jerome Dickey

Autobiography of Mark Twain -Mark Twain

Thieves Paradise -Eric Jerome Dickey

Sookie Stackhouse Series -Charlaine Harris

The Lost Hero (Heroes of Olympus-Book 1) -Rick Riordan

In My Father's House -E. Lynn Harris

The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo -Steig Larsson

Picture of Dorian Gray -Oscar Wilde

Thursday, October 21, 2010

Guess Whose Back!

Hey everyone, sorry for the crazy hiatus. Had some computer technical difficulties. Now my computer is fixed, therefore let's move on! I've been brewing topics of discussion for some time. Most I wrote down, some I did not. I'd rather start with the most recent activity, that has caught some crazy attention.

First and foremost, T.I. I am not very happy with him. Here he is, a man who did his time (a sweet bread jail time at that). Involved with the movie TAKERS, got an AXE endorsement, a clothing line, and has a music company. He was probably securing more business ventures.


T.I., why couldn't you wait till you got back to the hotel? Who still drives around too smoke marijuana, unless you still live with your mother. Heck, your grandmother. (Laughing out Loud moment)
Wait....should I be saying allegedly? I don't have any money, so I don't want to be sued. SO....Allegedly, this is how Mr. and Mrs. T.I were caught. The smelllllll....coming from the car......

My question is: Who benefits from T.I. being incarcerated for 11 months?
Yes, we can say a million times, "O everyone makes mistakes". Duh, common statement used time and time again. Sigh.. 11 months. No Thanksgiving, nor Christmas, o damn, no New Year's Eve. Let me spell out shaking my head.

T.I. just got married. Sigh... There's chicks still waiting to get married. Already Mr. and Mrs. T.I. can't enjoy the first year of marriage. Sigh.... SMH.
What about the children? Mostly boys, really SMH now. No holidays spent with their dad, so not fair.

The way I feel about this situation, and I can tell you, because we are just having a conversation. I'm trying not to be judgemental and I wont, because, yes we all do make mistakes. However, as I asked before, "Who is benefiting from T.I. being away for 11 months?

AXE is one company that will benefit. Since they dismissed T.I. as their spokesperson, they are saving money. How much was that endorsement? (Think about it)

The biggest group who will benefit; The Haters, or I like to call them: The Stagnate Ones. They have nothing to lose anyway, because they like no one. I mean, if I'm wrong, I'm assuming you wouldn't spend money on an item you don't like, therefore, you wouldn't purchase. This group of people were just sitting back watching like leeches for T.I. to fall.

Stagnate- to stop developing, growing, progressing or advancing.
To be or become sluggish and dull.

I like that last definition.

T.I. did tell the judge he needed help, with the hopes he will just get rehab.
No Lindsey Lohan for you buddy!

Wednesday, July 7, 2010

Basketball Season 2010

What will Lebron James decide? Everyone in New York, is wondering, if Lebron will decide to play for New York Knicks or (Brooklyn) New Jersey Nets. Since i couldn't care either way, I will keep tonight's blog short.

First all of my fellow NYC neighbors, where did they get all of this money for advertisements? Is that the money that they saved by laying off the majority of our city workers? Is this why our bus services have been cut? I hope Mayor Bloomberg is using his millions to fund this " PLEASE COME TO NEW YORK LEBRON JAMES campaign.

What is in Lebron James incentive package? Who is paying for him to live in lavish million dollar homes? What if we still don't win a championship? Which one of you will start going to Knicks and Nets games if Lebron picks our town? How much are you willing to pay for those tickets? Did you know that we are a part of paying their salary. The majority of their salary comes from endorsements.

Is the Dolan family going to raise our Optimum Cable prices? I'm sorry, i just thought about that. Pull out your IO Optimum bill and tell me if you are willing to pay more? These are things we don't think about. As always, I do, because you and I are having a conversation.

Let the countdown to Lebron James decision begin.


Questions....thats all I have are nothing but questions.

Here I am, buying scratch off after scratch off, from my favorite bodega. $1 here, $1 there, and Lindsey Lohan has the nerve to cry in court. What was she crying for?(Shaking my darn head)
Did she not know that if you dont abide by the court, that its a possiblity you will be sent to jail?

Now please help me understand, afterall this is about you and I having conversation. It boggles me that the simple things we should do, we don't do at all. How many times have we said we were going to double up on a bill the following month. Then we end up going from pillar to post, trying to catch up.
All Lindsay had to do was abide by the court system. Go to all of her meetings and stay out of trouble.

That simple?

I sometimes wish that I could pull money from a tree. In any increments of my desire. What a fantasy! However, to watch the news and hear about Lindsey Lohan being a talented girl that simply can't get it together. *Shaking my Head* Makes me want to stay broke.
So tell me, is it really worth having so much money? Million dollar homes and cars. The exquisite taste you suddenly acquired when you recieved your first check?

Listen, I liked Freaky Friday and I'm not knocking Lindsay Lohan. I hope she gets the help she needs, but come on. Let me help you figure out what to do with your time and money Ms. Lohan. My mother has always told me, dont envy what others have, because you dont know how they got it, or what they are doing to maintain it.