Just a little bit of me. A little poetry, a little prose, a little politics, a little commentary, some philosophy, some ideas and thoughts.

Tuesday, April 25, 2006

Jean-Helen

I've spent a little time with my honey and know that time with her is absolutely preferable to time without her. There's a few details that we need to iron out such as how to communicate more effectively towards each other- but I believe that is workable. Love can and will conquer all.

Anyways, I think the next time we getr together will be tomorrow night for a poker game at the Firm.

Thursday, April 20, 2006

Blonde Joke #2

A young blonde was on vacation and driving through the Everglades. She desperately wanted to take home a pair of genuine alligator shoes but was very reluctant to pay the high prices the local vendors were asking. After becoming very frustrated with the "no haggle on prices" attitude of one of the shopkeepers, the blonde shouted, "Well then, maybe I'll just go out and catch my own alligator, so I can get a pair of shoes for free!" The shopkeeper said with a sly, knowing smile, "Little lady, just go and give it a try!" The blonde headed out toward the swamps, determined to catch an alligator. Later in the day, as the shopkeeper is driving home, he pulls over to the side of the bank where he spots the same young woman standing waist deep in the murky water, shotgun in hand. Just then, he spots a huge 9-foot gator swimming rapidly toward her. With lightning speed, she takes aim, kills the creature and hauls it onto the slimy bank of the swamp. Lying nearby were 7 more of the dead creatures, all lying on their backs.
The shopkeeper stood on the bank, watching in silent amazement. The blonde struggled and flipped the Gator onto its back. Rolling her eyes heavenward and screaming in great frustration, she shouts out
"SHIT!!!!,
THIS ONE'S BAREFOOT, TOO!"

Sunday, April 16, 2006

Jeannie

I spoke to Jeannie on Saturday night; she seemed annoyed that I called her so I did not call her today...maybe I'm wrong.

Saturday, April 15, 2006

Blonde/Lawyer Joke of the Day

A guy walks into a bar and sees a gorgeous woman nursing a drink.

Walking up behind her he says, "Hi, there, good lookin'! How's it going?"

Having already downed a few power drinks she turned around, faced him, looked him straight in the eye and said, . .."Listen! I screw anybody, any time, anywhere, your place, my place, in the car, front door, back door, on the ground, standing up, sitting down, naked, with clothes on, dirty, clean, it just doesn't matter to me. I've been doing it ever since I got out of college .... I just flat-ass love it!"

Eyes now wide with interest, he responded,

"No kidding! I'm a lawyer, too! What firm are you with?"

Friday, April 14, 2006

This Week

For some reason :) I have not been at my best. I have been listless, lackadaisical, lethargic, lacklustre, limp...choose any or all the "L" words, I have been all of them. I need to snap out of it.

The only good thing is that I have been practicing my poker play and have been performing well...I will win that tournament tonight.

I like being here at home alone, only two things can make it better...working harder than I have been this week, and sharing my nights with someone I love.

Wednesday, April 12, 2006

Sheldon Kagan

Met with the big guy today to offer our poker services and it looks like we are a go. Through Pokerpal/GAJ Ventures, we are now offering tournament organization for charities/non-profits and corporate events (if to raise money for a charity or non-profit). My event partners have the tables and poker chips, and together we have access to the dealers and tournament logistics. Events such as this will be a great offering from Sheldon Kagan Entertainment.

What else is up?...met with Caps today and it looks fantastic moving forward.

Lost my sunglasses though...bummer...big time bummer! Hopefully I left them in Jean's car or at Phil's house...if not, BIG TIME BUMMER!

Tuesday, April 11, 2006

Laney

I was out today at a meeting with Aviva. On the way back I decided to stop and pick up some bagels. I kept looking at the woman behind the counter because she looked exactly like my ex from 18 years ago-and as it turns out, it was. I have not seen her in 18 years and yet, I felt no obligation to ask her how she was doing, what's life like or any of that. I can't even remember her last name or why we ever broke up. I do remember that we had an awful lot of good times.

Anyways, the thought occurred to me, if I see Jean in 5 years, is this how I will feel- completely uninterested in how she has been? I guess only time will tell.

Sunday, April 09, 2006

The Weekend

Almost a full week of very little Jean. We spoke a few times, very pleasant conversation. For some reason in my head, I get the feeling that she is either seeing someone already or has her sights set on someone else. I also can't seem to help thinking that whoever it is, she has been spending a significant amount of time with him over the last few months. She says no, and I want to believe her, but my gut...heck, what difference does it make now anyways.

I'm going to miss her tremendously! There were times this weekend that I wish she were here hanging out. The saddest part about all this was I was getting ready to have my friend Paolo Vena design rings using some gold I had set aside. Figured we could wook through our issues and start planning our future together. After 4 years, I thought it was time to move forward...oh well.

I suppose now the only thing that could possibly save us is time. Time apart to figure out if all we were to each other over the last 4 years was only just an addicition. Who knows, maybe we'll both come to our senses should time and distance tell us exactly how much we do mean to each other.

I know I love her still and that this will be incredibly tough to get through. Funny thing though, she's known about this site and this blog since I started it, and it's only now after we break up that she finally decides she wants to know more about what I am thinking and feeling. I suppose that if she reads this, she will know that I love her and miss her and want to marry her and have babies with her and live happily ever after...still.

Anyways, I had an interesting weekend. On Friday night my buddy Audrey invited me to an interesting little club where she performs in a fetish show. I figured that I had nothing else to do, I was feeling lonely, so I went. Here is the link for the web site of the shows producers, http://www.clubsin.ca
There was so much latex that I felt like the out of place freak dressed in black pants and a black shirt. :) Much skin was on display as expected, but by God...
They did this Willy Wonka and the Cholate Factory routine which was interesting and clever. Throw in a little S&M, some bondage, a chocolate fountain, and a lot of loose inhibitions and ...well, you get the picture. The only problem was that it was too short.

Audrey, knowing I was there, did a very cool thing just for me. The star of the show, a stunning tall girl with absolutely perfect breasts was covered in chocolate. Two girls plus Audrey proceeded to lick the chocolate off of her body. Now Audrey is a pretty straight girl, but for me she decided to focus on the breasts...she thought I might enjoy that.

Anyways, after it was all said and done, I came home and went to bed.

Saturday, I played a bit of poker with the boys.

Sunday, I recovered and went to help my mother with a few things.

Friday, April 07, 2006

The Black Divide

By Michael E. Ross
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MSNBC
Updated: 2:36 a.m. ET April 7, 2006


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At a time when the U.S. economy is on the upswing and more people are finding work, young African American men are falling further behind.

That’s the grim portrait painted by three new and forthcoming books by scholars at Columbia, Georgetown and Princeton universities. The picture isn't new, but the depths of its despair and pathology are...


OK, so there I am growing up in the 80's as a young black male, reading stories about the odds (50%) of going to prison or dying before I am 30, thinking...what makes me so different than so many other black males. The answer was...nothing. Time, relationships and circumstance ultimately decides everyones fate. In the back of my mind though, the thought persisted that clearly there are some pitfalls that being black presented. Seems they still persist.

I feel sorry for any young black male reading the MSNBC article thinking what I thought...of course, due the drop out rates, etc- it's a leap of faith for me to say reading...but then, what else would they be doing at MSNBC anyways? I guess it's not those guys I should be overly concerned about, but the others that believe that the black man reading MSNBC is less black than they are...read into that what you will.

I don't really know what to write about this article, but I suppose that over the weekend, something more coherent will come out of me.

Thursday, April 06, 2006

Feeling Good

It's a little tough letting go after 4 years, but I am feeling good about it. Of course, in the pit of my devlish little mind, I am hoping that she is desperately void and regretting that this had to happen. Anyways, I am stoked about my future. Planning to get back to work is taking up a great deal of my time anyways.

Anyone need a web host, email me garfield@garfieldjones.com

Wednesday, April 05, 2006

It's Over

Well, the time has finally come and that 4 year journey with my girlfriend Jean is over. We just broke up. Hope she has a great life.

Tuesday, April 04, 2006

Link Partners link school

Removed per request. Click the link and visit them for SEO tips. As for my thoughts on it, I'm still trying to wrap my brain around the MSNBC article and some new poetry- no time for thinking about how a few SEO articles has helped me.

Kimmie redux

On Wednesday of this week, at two minutes and three seconds after 1:00 in the morning, the time and date will be

01:02:03 04/05/06.

That won't ever happen again.

Monday, April 03, 2006

From my little girlfriend Kimmie

The Washington Post's Mensa Invitational once again asked readers to take
any word from the dictionary, alter it by adding, subtracting, or changing
of one letter, and supply a new definition.

Here are this year's winners:

1. Cashtration (n.): The act of buying a house, which renders the
subject financially impotent for an indefinite period.

2. Ignoranus: A person who's both stupid and an asshole.

3. Intaxication: Euphoria at getting a tax refund, which lasts until
you realize it was your money to start with.

4. Reintarnation: Coming back to life as a hillbilly.

5. Bozone (n.): The substance surrounding stupid people that stops bright
ideas from penetrating. The bozone layer, unfortunately, shows little sign
of breaking down in the near future.

6. Foreploy: Any

misrepresentation about yourself for the purpose of getting laid.

7. Giraffiti: Vandalism spray-painted very, very high.

8. Sarchasm: The gulf between the author of sarcastic wit and the person who
doesn't get it.

9. Inoculatte: To take coffee intravenously when you are running late.

10. Hipatitis: Terminal coolness.

11. Osteopornosis: A degenerate disease. (This one got extra credit.)

12. Karmageddon: It's like, when everybody is sending off all these really
bad vibes, right? And then, like, the Earth explodes and it's like, a
serious bummer.

13. Decafalon (n.): The grueling event of getting through the day
consuming only things that are good for you.

14. Glibido: All talk and no action.

15. Dopeler effect: The tendency of stupid ideas to seem smarter when they
come at you rapidly.

Saturday, April 01, 2006

Listless Life

By Me :)

Beauty abounds throughout,
Defined by all manners and kind;
For each had naught without-
And fulfillment was but destined
To betray every heart;
Surrounded as it were with life,
With laughter and spirit-
Lonely are the days, and the nights
Longer still- a day complete,
A life betrayed; betrayed
By the promises of a gift;
The gift of happiness and eternal bliss;
But to dismiss it all,
Folly, and reckless ruing-
For it is easily solved with a kiss;
A kiss from the future,
And the promise it holds.