1. Slapped my thigh whilst laughing out loud

“I rapped, “I’m black y’all, I’m blackity black, cuz I’m black” over and over again while staring in the mirror hoping for Marcus Garvey to show up and call me a Black Star. See what I did there?*”

“I made red Kool-Aid and didn’t realize it until this morning and measured the sugar content with my heart—the only way to truly make Kool-Aid.”

Stuff like this is why NetFlix came through like a freight train. The way we watch TV has forever changed. Don’t worry, PJ, I’m sure BET will do a fantastic job....

All that nonsense aside, this is an interesting insight into NYPD training.

I am amazed at the resiliency of PR to not be down trodden; to not be dismissed; to not be ignored.

I’m raising two little black boys and I’m fresh out of optimistic lies to feed them.

I often think about this when I’m staring at my twins: Shimmer and Shine. I struggle to navigate allowing space for discovery and individuality, in regards to their personal growth; juxtaposed with my own nagging terror that this world just aint right, and that danger lies just around every corner.

I got nothing. At least I know that I’m shooting from the hip, here.

I SO wanna see a full frontal...she’s so adorable! But you’re right, this ain’t the old VSB. Crazy people be errwhere like the IRS...or Navient.

I’m not gonna lie...TLDR. BUT, today my first thought was “I’m tired of being American.” And that’s a damn shame.

I have two little girls and I get all of this. I’m trying to not be a helicopter dad (It helps that the baby is all about having daddy around) but there are things that will always have me on edge when watching my little black girls grow. I have two sisters so I thought I was well prepared to be the father of girls…

When they go low, we’ll get lower and punch you in the taint.

I can’t stand intellectual laziness wrapped up in Christian rhetoric.

We’re starting this war again, huh?

All that was missing from your salt grit description was the large azz fork and spoon decorations on the wall.

Sassy.