The Girl of My Dreams...

First of all....listen to the song...

Secondly, if you haven't noticed...I'm a pretty big J. Cole fan...

Now on with the post...

So, I've been having these dreams lately. Nothing awful or horrible, just maybe my overactive imagination running circles around my logical side...

(*Turns sarcasm on* And I'm sure it has absolutely nothing to do with the fact that I'm in Iraq...away from any semblance of an attractive woman...*turns sarcasm off*)

The last 2 nights, I've had the dream that I've been on a college campus. I think its an HBCU because there's not too many Caucasian people walking around. I've got my video camera with me in my backpack and I'm talking to this gorgeous chocolate sista that I've never seen before.

We're discussing journalism, my ambitions, her ambitions, my upcoming video projects, and all sorts of things as we traverse this beautiful campus. She's introducing me to people along the way. Friendly professors, classmates, and administrators. Apparently we're both grad students...

Flash Forward...

We're in a car together talking about how much we both enjoy exciting, borderline dangerous things...

She's driving, we're laughing, and I'm holding on to the handle on the roof of the car. She says, "You wanna see something cool?" I'm like, "Sure, what's up?" She steps on the gas and the SUV we're riding in takes off down this nearly deserted city street. We're weaving through traffic doing about 90 and suddenly she makes a hard left, skidding to the middle of an intersection and shoots down a different street, she makes a hard right into a parking deck and steps on the gas. She slams on the brakes again, whipping the wheel to the left and steering the car into a 180 degree half spin into a parking space.

She says, "We're here," and gets out of the car.

Ok...I know it sounds crazy, but that was kinda sexy to me. It was something I would do just for the rush of it. Maybe not on a city street, but definitely something I would consider.

Lemme tell you more about this woman in my dream though.

She's about 5'2", shoulder length black hair, beautiful skin, the brightest smile ever in life (I'm a sucker for a pretty smile), and she uses words with more than 2 syllables.

I swooned immediately.

Granted, I've met ALOT of sistas like that. A LOT. The thing is though, I've never met anyone who was GENUINELY interested in the same things as me. It was weird.

It was just a dream though...

Back to reality after the break...














You ever felt like you met somebody at the wrong time? Like, you found yourself liking somebody and the feeling was mutual, but your timing or their timing absolutely sucked?

Like you were just coming out of a really stupid breakup or you were just trying to work on you or [insert overused cliche/excuse for shutting out people here]?

Seriously, have you ever felt that way?

I know I have.

Its like you're in your own little zone, worrying about the IMPORTANT things in your life. Not the drama that people bring to you. Not the dumb stuff you deal with at work on the daily. None of that. Your focus is strong and you're doing all you can to stay focused on your goals.

Then they come along...

Somebody that randomly pops into your life that makes you laugh, smile, and think all at the same time.

All that...

You guys may be the most odd combination since peanut butter and catfish, but you have fun with and understand each other and that's all that matters.

Naw, I ain't in that situation at this immediate moment...but its nice to reminisce right? I'm not worried about matters of the heart. I'm worried about making it back in one piece...

Ok...that's enough...

I've been waaaaay too mushy on this post already...

Less mushiness after the break...















I love that song...

I was tweeting yesterday and somebody I follow asked this question, "What is it about curves on a woman that drives men nuts?"

I responded, "curves imply softness, softness equates to desirable as well as raw femininity. We like that....alot."

Its more than just curves though. Men love women for their curves true enough, but the curve itself is...more.

Ok...let me put it like this, men look at women the same way they look at cars...

Ok, I just offended half the female population and 87% of diehard feminists.

NO, I'm NOT saying we see women as property. Pull your head out of your 5th point of contact...

We look at cars that we like because of what their design implies.

Men don't like Bugatti's because they're just the most convenient car ever. Men like them because they have a certain power, they look fun, they're eye catching...the same way some of us are attracted to women that are powerful, fun, and eye catching. The curves on a Bugatti are there not only to serve an aerodynamic purpose, but to attract the attention of anybody within a million foot radius.

When men see a woman who's curves are divine and well accentuated, we see that as a woman who's confident enough, beautiful enough, and powerful enough to attract all the attention in the room. We're attracted to that. We covet that...

And ladies its not about being a size 2 or 4...its about how comfortable you are with those curves. A larger woman with confidence can beat out that smaller sista on any given day...

Remember that...

Its all about the confidence...

One more break...
















I threw this video in because a) I love Outkast and b) I can relate to every verse on the song...

For all of the misogyny that permeates hip-hop, I'll say that on occasion its not about disrespecting women. Sometimes its simply a trip into the male mind. Granted, certain songs are downright disre-damn-spectful to sistas, but others are just brothas opening up their brain for all to check out...

Lets take these three verses...

Big Boi's verse could be considered chauvinistic by many...and it is to a degree, but if you examine Suzy Screw, he actually sees her as more respectable than some of the females that are portrayed in other rap songs. Is it the lesser of two evils? Yeah. Is it still misogynistic? Probably. Do I care? Not really. Why? Because we all know a sista like Suzy Screw. The female who doesn't mind chasing a brotha with status to get her physical "needs" met. Whether it be sex, money, or self esteem. She's too good for "parks, backseats, or things of that nature." Yet, she doesn't mind going out and "getting hers." Some see it as sexual empowerment others see it as something less than noble. I'd rather let the "Suzy Screws" of the world live their lives and not worry about it...

Apathetic, I know...

Andre 3000's verse is one of the all-time greatest verses in hip-hop as far as I'm concerned. It provides a sensitive contrast to Big Boi's male bravado. Showing that MCs have hearts. Brothas can be sensitive..."Sasha Thumper" could've been his first love, childhood best friend, or even a female family member...that's what makes it so powerful for most men. We can put somebody in "Sasha Thumper's" place...

I'll stop there before I write a thesis...

Then there's Slick Rick The Ruler and his verse. I can relate to this verse on so many levels its not even funny. Anyone that knows me very well, understands that I've been with some highly intelligent and pretty crazy women in my day. Like forreal. Which is weird because my best relationships, be they platonic or romantic, tend to be with very level headed, even keeled women. I'm a fairly level headed, even keeled guy myself so that makes sense.

Herein lies the rub. I've been accused more often than not of being unemotional. As I've said before, that's far from the truth. I just don't let a lot of stuff phase me. Now, women who are crazy tend to be very passionate. They push your buttons to evoke responses and emotions that you thought were locked deep away for no one to see. It becomes a narcotic of sorts. You think to yourself, if this woman can pull this kind of reaction and response from me then it must be something real. One day you wake up and you're the happiest unhappy person on the planet and you're like, "Wait a minute! This isn't normal!" None the less, you've gotten attached, hooked even, to the emotionality that this woman causes you to experience...

Weird huh...

Maybe one day I'll delve into the story of my relationship with "Melrose Place" but that's not a post for today...

Ok...that's it for now...

Be easy ya'll...

--Bleek G.