I’m a sucker for bad boys. As ashamed as I am to admit a past littered with men who punched parking meters for fun, I now refer to these not so gentle-men as MAD: Mean, Angry and Dense. There’s an us-against-them quality to the MAD man: When he isn’t pissed off at you, he’s pissed […]
When I told my Grandmother I would be guest starring on Burn Notice, her response was, “Fern Notice?” When I asked if she had cable, she replied in a you-bet-cha tone, “Yes, I do!” And when I told her the program would be airing on the USA Network, she paused before inquiring politely, “Does it […]
After sharing in my last post that I began smoking pot before I had permanent teeth, some of you were left a bit perplexed. Perhaps I need to flesh out the story a bit… At the time we rolled out of New Orleans in the Mars Hotel, most of the country was struck by disco […]
When I was eight years old, I began a nightly ritual that would continue for many years. Just before I went to sleep, I would lie in bed, light a beeswax candle on my nightstand and pray for world peace. As I snuffed the flame, I’d picture the earth and blow it a kiss, imagining […]
For many years my type of man was short dark and angry – a Prince Charming who turns into an impossible-to-please toad with heaps of unresolved issues, prone to “male” PMS any day of the month – the kind of guy with whom I could dance fervidly, while one foot stayed out the door at […]
My maternal grandma, Mawmie, used to tell me I should be a hand model. She had beautiful hands with Streisand-length nails, which she painted bright colors into her late 80s. Mawmie’s mitts were her prized part, and she protected them with Palmolive and lots of lotion. Before I could drive, Mawmie was convinced her genetic […]
I’m a little lazy and have time management issues, so I rarely make it to the gym. So when I’m asked occasionally how I stay in shape, I usually attribute my no-sweat fitness to genetics, explaining how my father’s abs were about as hard as his partying. I also eat healthy food. I’m not one […]
That was the question I pondered after receiving a call sheet the night before a L’Oreal commercial that listed me and “BK” under the talent section. I knew Beyonce Knowles was contracted by L’Oreal, but in all my experience, I had yet to hand-double for an African American. I’m fully aware of the extensive post-production […]
I suppose having no TV or “plastic, consumerist, stereotype-perpetuating” items (otherwise known as toys), forced me at a young age to find creative ways to entertain myself…like compulsive cleaning. Or getting crafty in the afternoon… In most every mention of my parent’s divorce, my mom said she got the kids while my father got the […]
Yesterday I found out I’m a Demon. Yep, that’s what Vedic astrologer, Carol Allen, told me moments after glancing at my chart. She also told me I’m ruled by the “hasta” constellation, which in Hindu, translates to “hands”. Huh. Vedic astrology is the traditional astrology of the Indian subcontinent that emphasizes the “temperament” of individuals. […]
