Wednesday, May 30, 2007

Buses and Heroes...

This week I am on a Tour de Central Florida. For the first time in like five years, I’m getting on a Greyhound Bus and traveling for an extensive amount of time. Sucks right? After the big bus scares post Sept. 11th that were thought to be terrorist related but actually just some people carrying weapons on board, I never imagined that I would back on one of the liners. Plus, I remember there were a series of traumatic bus crashes a couple of years ago. The more I write I realize that my anxieties aren’t really decreasing. However, I’ve already set the course and can’t turn back. So, of course I will have to write about this experience because something crazy is bound to happen. It never fails. Just wait and see. I will probably have to sit next to someone who suffers from bad body odder, or has some weird deformity like three arms or two glass eyes that don’t move. As I gear up for the ride, I couldn’t help but to think about the USAToday article, Lives of the Indelible Impact, about some of the most impacting people in the past 25 years.

“They blazed trails. They showed courage. They made us cry. They are the 25 on USA TODAY's list of people who moved us in the past quarter-century. Most are famous, but some are ordinary folks in extraordinary situations. Many became accidental leaders, even heroes, whose spirit enriched our lives.”

I couldn’t help but think who would be my 25. I agree with most of the article’s picks, but I still need my own list. Here goes a few:
1. Parents (That’s a given)

2. WEB DuBois

3. Oprah

4. The cast members from StarTrek, the Next Generation (I guess this category should include casts from other shows I remember like Cheers, Perfect Strangers, Beverly Hill Billies, etc. I watched a lot of TV growing up)

5. Angela Tuck at The AJC along with several other staffers: P. Paul, S. Poole, C. Tucker, etc.

6. Leaders of NABJ i.e. P. Riley, M. Woolfolk, H. and M. Lowe, etc.

7. Dr. Jennifer Woodard at MTSU

8. Ms. Claire Lane, my 12th grade English teacher.

9. Diddy

10. R. Simmons

11. Maya Angelou

12. Cornel West

13. Homie the Clown (You got to love it…)

14. (I’m too tired to go on…)

Speaking of buses and heroes, one of my heroes actually took me on my first bus trip. This would be none other than my maternal grandmother. She was one of the smartest, wittiest, classiest women I’ve ever encountered thus far in my nearly quarter of a century life. She took me on a bus trip to Washington D.C. when I was like eight-years-old. I attribute her for most of development into the man I am today – professional, polished, urbane, spiritual, and respectable. It was like I became her little project. She gave me mostly any and everything I wanted coming up. For instance, if my mom cooked something I didn’t want to eat, I would call Granny and McDonald’s would be in route. (Clearly, I would get hit up side the head later by Mom. But I was happy for the moment.) Just put it like this, I was so spoiled that she even called me “Special Boy.” Only once do I ever recall her using my first name. She even went so far as having most of my dress shirts, suits and other clothing all freshly dry cleaned and pressed since I was like five. Let’s just say those were the days, because after she passed when I was 13 it all stopped. My mom and pop were not having it. However, my grandmother was the greatest not because of the princely treatment she extending, but because she also gave me some of the most powerful words of wisdom to live by. She told me to always keep God first, save money, become a man of business, and vacation as often as possible. And since my childhood, I’ve been trying to live to out each one. I have other heroes, but none compare to Ella Mae.

Who’s on your list? (I wonder if Snoop Dogg or New York makes anyone top 25…)

Tuesday, May 29, 2007

Weekend of Weekends!!

Out of all the things I could write about (Rosie and Elizabeth, Patriots' Marquise Hill, Spurs vs. Jazz, the British Annual Cheese-Rolling Race, American Idol…etc.), I’ve decided to stick to the happenings surrounding my Memorial Day weekend. I had so many friends pass through Atlanta for the three-day weekend that by Tuesday I was worn out from all the cookouts, dinners, parties, etc.

The 30Th Annual Atlanta Jazz fest was the highlight affair in the Big Peach with headliners Flora Purim, Herbie Hancock, Mike Phillips, Sheila E., and many more. Some friends and I grabbed blankets, lawn chairs, drinks, and snacks, and caught a couple nights of the event. The superb jazz sounds and great weather made the days in Piedmont Park worthwhile. It was good times. I also had a chance to catch up with three of my good friends from Nashville, Darnell Levine, and J and Tiff of The Light. They all were set to perform at an artist showcase at the Underground in downtown Atlanta. Darnell, whose self released album, We Gon’ Use What We Got is doing well, has been picking up a lot of gigs lately between Atlanta and his hometown, Louisville, Ky. J and Tiff, (The Light)whose long awaited album is due to release in a few months, were singing background for Darnell at this performance. And as usual, they rocked. One of my best friends and college buddy, Willie Nelson III, came through the city for the festivities. We hit up so many spots that I don’t even know where to begin. However, I must rub it in to my family that I had dinner Sunday at one of their favorite seafood spots -- Pappadeaux Seafood Kitchen. It was good as always. Just check out the pics from the weekend and tell me what you think or how was your weekend.

Thursday, May 24, 2007

Geriatric Parenting

I'm starting a blog today because there's tons of stuff that runs through my mind and that I experience on a daily here in Atlanta that I must share. Sometimes my experiences and escapades are too good to be true... Well, at least for a 20something grad student who's unemployed and has two more years in their master's level program.
So, here's my first rant: Geriatric Parenting.

This morning on the Today Show was a story about a 60-year-old woman who gave birth to twin boys this week. Wonderful. She's believed to be the oldest new mother in US history. Her name, Frieda Birnbaum. Now I am glad for anyone who feels they are ready for parenting. More power to you all. However, there are group of people like myself, who are not considering parenting for a while. Well, at least until they are more established financially and at a place that's comfortable within their respective careers. Love and relationships are great to have. However, money and security looks a bit more appeasing right now for me. I often worry if I will ever get married; and if so, how old will I be before I jump the broom (the plunge of death... giving one my gonads to go in a mason jar to sit on the nightstand bragging sakes) or have kids. I wouldn't mind kids. I currently have three nieces, a nephew, an official godson, several unofficial godchildren and a host of younger cousins who I treat like my siblings. So I already feel as if I have children in a weird distant way. Luckily, I don't have to change diapers or worry about childcare and other parental duties. I'm just the savior/hero whenever I am in town, and they all love to see me coming because they know my presence equates to fun time! But I often worry if I'm missing out. Am I waiting too long to embark upon a serious relationship and have a family? Is that life even for me? I know I love my youthfulness. I love being able to go when I want, eat what and where I want, and buy (when possible) whatever I want and not have to worry about another mouth to feed. Basically, I am in self mode as I pursue my educational endeavors. Plus, kids cost money. They constantly have a hand in your pocket, and being broke isn't really cute nowadays. Maybe at 10 and 12, or 18 and 21. But at my age now? People say it's okay not to be ballin out of control at my age. However, I know being broke, busted, and disgusted is not for me. I need dividends. I can't even bob my head comfortably to T-Pain's song if I know I don't have money in the bank and I have to look for someone to buy me a drink.
So I say all of that to say, maybe the 60-year-old lady and her husband in New York are on to something. Geriatric parenting could be a good look for the future...