1,189 Days

True Story©... Trading War Stories

I have learned that while people SAY that they want a better life than they previously had, they really only want to have a better life than others.  Selfish as this may be, it just is what it is.  To be honest, I used to be like that.  I found that karma and whatever else you believe in would begin to catch up with me and that the desire simply not to come in last was not enough. Now, I want EVERYONE to be as great as possible, even if that means some people will be better than me.  I think that is a part of leaving the world a better place than you found it.
     I have personally tended to shirk the concept of “seek help” or “see a therapist,” I have literally monstered through every one of these fucked up situations that have presented themselves in my life.  I might or might not be a mess as a result of it, to be honest.
But I try to do the right thing.  In situations where there might not be a “do” as far as right things go, I do or say what I feel might fix the situation.
1,190 Days


I am not joking, I mean this shit.
This man has played Jackie Robinson in 2013’s 42.  He played James Brown in 2014’s Get on Up.  Fuck, he was one of seven Black people who got real camera time in 2016’s Gods of Egypt and just might be the only one who was actually allowed to play an actual god!
Further, we have seen him make more Black people care about comic book movies with his portrayal as T’Challa/Black Panther in 2016’s Captain America: Civil War and in the upcoming eponymous Black Panther and Avengers: Infinity War movies.
     I thought of this post on Saturday when one of my wives my lady took me to see Marshall in the movies.  The trailer for Black Panther played before the movie and this naturally made it more obvious (to me, at least) that with the above-listed movies an even MORESO after watching and LOVING Marshall (for real, y’all go pay money to see this), Chadwick Boseman is fast entering Hotep Hero status and is worthy of the best protection available.
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1,191 Days

2017-18 NBA Tip-Off!!!

After an off-season that seems to have never actually ended and with a season ahead of us full of seemingly foregone conclusions, the NBA season is back on tonight with two pretty highly-touted games.  Boston and Cleveland will tip off the season at 8pm, a game of interest with the movement and back-and-forth between the teams late in the offseason.  That will be followed at 10:30pm by the up-and-coming Houston Rockets taking on the defending champion Golden State Warriors.
It’s as if the NBA schedule writers KNEW the NFL would be mired in knee-deep shit with the protests and beefing with the fuckboy in chief 45 and decided to throw out some games of interest right from the start. As much time as I would love to expound on the virtues of basketball, I am already 138 words in and I have a short attention span.  I will get right to the NBA season predications.

Rookie of the Year
     LaVar Ball, Los Angeles Lakers…  No, that was not a typo.  I am well aware that LaVar has never pla…

Phood Phun with Phl--... Nah, with Mimi - Soul-Healing Chicken Soup

Y’all read the title right…  I sat this one out, Mimi took over the kitchen and made this one while I ran my mama’s errands and stewed over something that I was expecting to happen anyway. Never mind that though.  She soldiered on these and deserves all of the credit.  This is a soup she made a long time ago when she was still trying to get me.  Since we have happened upon fall weather, it is time for soups and the like.  Really easy to make, especially if you are in possession of a crock pot you can set and adjust from the couch or from another ZIP code on the other side of town.
      Let me take a moment to discuss how amazing crock pot liners are too.  Rather than dirtying up your crock pot, you put in a bag that will be resistant to the heat, cook in it, get all the food out of it and then toss the bag in the trash.  Cleanup from there might consist of a good hot water rinse. No more games…  Let’s cook.
                                                 You will need: 1 cup …
1,192 Days

My (almost) Every October PSA

A repost of mammarial proportions... (yes, I know that "mammarial" is not a word, or was not until now) I'd originally posted this blog on MySpace in October 2007, and as the date draws near again my mind has not changed one little bit, nor has the importance of the subject at hand, so here goes... 

Do you know what this week is?

According to NYC Cancer Prevention, the 3rd Friday in every October is "National Mammography Day."
I know what you're thinking, "But Phillip, you don't have titties," and the jokes of my man-boobs are damn near moot, as they are just about gone now. I DO have a sense of humor about myself and I know that I am still not a small person by any stretch of the imagination, but I digress...

I have taken on the vigil to make sure that no woman misses out on their mammogram this coming Friday. I work for a company in the healthcare industry, so I am 100% sure and clear of the shortcomings in availability and affordabilit…

On Respect...

Far too many people think respect is something to be traded, like a commodity in the market or some shit like that.
The only thing you should be trading for respect is respectability.  What have you shown the world as your reason they should respect you?  What deplorable things have you NOT done?  What in your daily life would a reasonable person NOT feel less reasonable for respecting?
Yes, I know that respectability – and/or a lack thereof – is no longer a deciding factor in whether or not one is allowed to be the one chosen to pretend to run the country.   No need to remind me. I don’t, will not, and can not believe in “you give respect to get respect.”  The reason is quite simple.
I will offer a metaphor.  I come from humble beginnings, have made major mistakes and have gotten a grasp on all of my shit to keep together a decent life for my child and family.  Sometimes that is in spite of myself, but the worst of it has been placed behind me and my work involves leaving it th…