While procrastinating in the most productive way this morning, I read this article about Slick Rick, a musician I have been a fan of since the 6th grade when we sat in Jimmy Meceda’s bedroom listening to a 45″ record of “LaDiDaDi” of Doug E. Fresh and MC Ricky D (later known as Slick Rick) … Continue reading
Amid the craziness that goes down in an inner city high school that I bore witness to, I developed a new vocabulary. Today I will introduce you to a word I thought I created: TUMBLEWEAVE. tumbleweave (noun): I will set the stage for you: After a girl fight in the hallway, hair weave is left … Continue reading
White privilege is a very hard concept for many White folks to get. It was hard for me, too. For years and years as a young adult, I refused to believe that the color of my skin had privileged me. I felt the opposite of privileged–I felt my life had been one freakin’ long-ass struggle: … Continue reading
At the end of April, I attended two very different conferences back to back. And I literally mean back to back–I flew home, arrived at 11pm, repacked by bag, and left at 6am the next day. I didn’t even tell my kids I was coming home; I just told them I was going away for … Continue reading
