“Dream State” Mixed Media on paper. Size” 9×12. Copyright 2012

It’s a busy, and for some folk, stressful time. I don’t know what makes the holiest part of the year stressful. Well, it’s Jesus’ birthday, if you’re of a Christian nature. This time of year don’t bother me with stress. It’s a time to settle down and regroup ’cause this is when folk get the most time off. It’s been real strange to me though, how there are so many folk outta work, and have been for awhile, but the malls and store parking lots are packed. I’m like, shit, where did the money come from all of a sudden?

I wish at the end of every year, I could go and shop like a mad woman but I’d probably end up extremely bored with it. Redundancy is unsettling to me. Like, if I was dating a fella and all we did on Friday nights was pop in a DVD and eat chicken nuggets or some other fake food of that nature, I’d eventually want to pop the shit outta him. Not that I would but I’d certainly imagine it and humor myself with the thought.

I remember this one fella I dated was always talking about women he dated. He thought he was hot shit. One time he told me, “I’m gonna work out and be all fine the next time you see me.” I told that ass, “Must gonna be a loooong time before I see you again.” If you knew anything about him, you’d understand why I had to shoot off like that. Then again, you can meet him now.

Anyhow. I’m gonna be a little quiet over these last days of this year as I try to wrap up some things. Plus, my son, who calls himself Masta Unk now, is here from the army, so I’m gonna enjoy his time here. Now, ladies, not ’cause he came from me, or maybe so, but Masta Unk IS the shit. (Wink, wink y’all).

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