Bob's Marbles

Tuesday, February 27, 2007

Now I've Seen Everything

Please give me your unabashed opinion here. Am I just a old fart behind the times or is this a problem? Would any parent worth their salt allow their 12-year old son to cavort with strippers? I mean, come on now people. I can't be this conservative can I? Here we have photos of P. Diddy's son, Justin, as he's given a lap dance at his birthday party.

Ok, now, is this how you want your son to view women? What about his mother and sisters? How will the difference line be drawn? It's plain to say that P. Diddy is a complete unabashed idiot! His quotes in a recent Essence article proved that beyond a shadow of a doubt. What peeves me is that the magazine (otherwise known as a rag) equated this dolt's relationship with his girlfriend as "black love". Excuse me? Let me get this straight. You have several children by this woman. You don't want to marry her because you haven't figured out "how to be a boyfriend" yet and this is some how the standard of love in the Black community? Perhaps it is the Hip Hop world of absurdity. But, in the realm of reality, such relationships, where there's little commitment, are destructive. Hip Hop is a cancer. And, this stupidity just proves my point.

Friday, February 23, 2007

End Of An Era

After over 17 years of faithful and close to trouble free service, the Nurse family said goodbye to old Betsy: our 1990 Nissan Stanza. It was the first car my wife and I had as a married couple. A lot of good and bad times were linked to that car and we got close to 300,000 miles on it. We donated it to WAMU's Vehicle Donation Program. It was really fast and painless. It was so fast that the tow truck driver came and picked up Betsy before I could get last farewell photos. Oh well.

Thursday, February 08, 2007

A Waste

Day to day you read about and watch the duo of absurdity and stupidity showcased on the nightly news and tabloid shows. But, now that one of its star purveyors is dead, I find myself strangely saddened. I guess it's the waste; of beauty, of a brain, of personhood and what might have been. RIP Ms. Smith.