Top 10 List of Things Carol Moseley Braun Cant Do For Me...

10.She couldnt do my taxes...
9.She couldnt take out my trash...
8.She couldnt clip my toenails...
7.She couldnt hot comb my kitchen...
6.She couldnt floss my teeth...
5.She couldnt go on a BAD blind date for me.
4.She couldnt shovel my snow...
3.She couldnt sit in rush hour traffic for me...
2.She couldnt change my baby's diapers..and finally

1.She damn sure cant be my mayor.. No stank you....

That's When Ya Lost....

Nothing extra prolific here,just stating some facts,real ish
Here goes nothing:
*All them babies and different daddies/mommas...
*Over 30 and you still at the crib talking about what youre going  to do when you get your taxes  back,but never about even looking for a better way for yourself.
*Crying over the same man/woman for more than 2 months knowing they dont want your ass back...
*Getting upset about things that dont concern you,PERIOD...

*Selfishness,when you was on your ass just a minute ago. Yall was broke before,it can happen again,selfish bastard...
*Grown as hell,still "out here".Anytime a grown ass man calls a grown woman a 'hoe' and is right,damn.Must be in the presentation ...
*Going after married men in 2011....Nahhhh
*Doing ill sh*t in front of your kids,including bringing every random stragg in front of them...
*No goals,asprirations,no drive to be your very best.....#dead.....

"drops mic,Captain salutes crowd,walks off..."

Hard To Earn......

Standing in my B-Girl stance,I'm still on the sideline,watching and taking note of things going on around me. In my observant state I must say Im learning a lot. Certainly about myself,but what Im discovering about the nature of  others is astounding. You ever said someone was cool,but when you spend more time around them and see what they're on,you find that you are from totally different galaxies and could never truly be close?Been a lot of that as of late.Since I was "Lil DiddyBop"  I possessed the ability to see one's true spirit,which is why I've kept,for the most part,the same circle of friends for over 20 years.There have been some disputes and falling outs,but we always come back to our friendship.However in the words of  Uncle Ruckus(no relation),I dont "trust them new ni**as".When you question whether someone might slide in on your 'sweet thang' or may be talking sh*t when you're not around,nahhhh.I can't do nothing fo ya man!People come into our lives for a reason,some for just a season,and frankly, Groundhog Day is coming.Prediction is that spring is coming early.Which really means its time shed those that are dead weight like an old coat and boots.My loyalty is one of my greatest attributes.Can't take it being abused,on some Ike and Tina ish. I just wish those I took the time to respect knew how to keep it,cuz for some its over like Ja Rule's career...

Allow Me To Re-Introduce Myself...

Seems there's going to be some substantial changes going on in 2011. I'm not one of those for the whole New Year's resolution bit , however some major adjustments are needed. A major tune-up perhaps.I'm tuning up and definitely tuning out any shenanigans and mayhem that don't mean me any good. For instance, if you like to keep up sh*t,just messy all around, exit stage left. Smile in my face but be on straight garbage on the sideline, there's a manhole.Please be my guest to fall in that bit*h. Over 30 and not doing anything with your life but stay hating on what the next man does? Choke yourself. See where I'm going with this? Been a whole lot of Tom Foolery trying to rear its ugly head, but Im gon pull a Keisha from New Jack City and "Rockabye Baby" that sh*t. DiddyBop don't have time. Im an honest ,dear,caring , loyal individual; but when I sense the opposite, I'm gone. So real spit ,I like to be easy , fly free. And if you can't do that then you ain't down with me (drops the mic,pimpwalks off stage)...

I Been In This Game For Years...

....It made me an animal,and no Im not talking the 10 Crack Commandments. Im actually speaking of this merry go round  commonly known as the male -female relationship. Ive been actively dating since I was 13  and I must say that I never really liked it. The whole thing of having  to get used to a new person and all,you can keep that.I ve really had a grand total of 5 boyfriends in my entire life,and for good reason. Something about those Fab 5 totally captivated me,and forced me to pay attention to them,and we all know I dont focus well.What Ive discovered since being back on the scene if you will,is that the art of the game is lost. Its seems that everyone is doing waaayyy too much,and that's not for everybody.Trust me,Im an expert in doing too much.Most seem to just get themselves in trouble.I try to be sweet,but I tell you its tough.If DiddyBop even wants to take the time to get to know you, I must think you're special.When I love,or even like for that matter,I put some umph into it,I do it with feeling.But once  again,when that is compromised, Im a real life jerk.The thing is,I dont want to miss something golden because Im being a jackass..If you want me,Go Hard or Go Home.Anything less is unacceptable.

Can't Keep Running Away

 I have become a victim of my own shenanigans.And not the fun filled variety either.Somewhere along the way of healing after having been through World WarIII,which was my  relationship with my son's father,and getting my mojo back in order,Im emotionally void.Im riding on a high literally for about a week(2 if he's really fly),then I get bored.I try  really hard to find something to stay interested,but it doesnt work.  But the moment I want to take time out for someone,they turn out to be a dick,pardon my french.Then the vicious cycle of me not giving a damn  about guys starts all over again.Its a pity too,because I really want to feel that special feeling,I cant.Its not there.Maybe Im still running from memories of my past that I thought I left  behind. I never felt like that about anyone,ever,and to have your love and trust compromised is indescribable. My heartbreak was literal.Now Im totally numb and cant feel a  thing. The right one is probably staring me in the face and Im ignoring him.I guess I need to sit still instead of lacing up these Nikes and running away from my emotions...

Blinded By The Light....

Ladies ,do you really want a baller,shot caller,or someone who actually cares if you wake and breathe everyday? I for one choose the latter.For whatever reason people always assume I like the pretty boy thugs,but no.I do and have always had an afinity for the smart guys.those I could learn from and could learn from me,open minded,artistic,you know,a nerd. I would hope he could afford to take me on a date at the very least but I dont need Mr.Moneybags.So often when one has the monetary advantage they treat the other person like crap,making them wonder if it was worth it to go after the pockets. Take the Basketball Wives(yeah right)for instance.All are so miserable ,bitter,and looking for the next meal ticket since they are all now exes,and its sad.Sure they dress their asses off and have the best weaves an Indian temple can sacrifice,but they lack what everyone desires most.And why?On that paperchase.Its not worth my heartache annd most certainly not my sanity to pull out the shovel and start golddigging.So on that note,I'll take a large order of love,with extra affection and understanding,a side order of forever with a cup of truth for desert;please and thank you...

The Game Is Playing You...

Im a single fly female , but as Klymaxx said ,"divas need love too".Don't get me misunderstood,men step to me all the time.However  once they approach to a lady like me its all wrong. I explain that I lose focus very easily and not much is being done to hold my interest. Im not asking for a magic show, but geez,act like you want to keep a good thing going! There is nothing worse than getting DiddyBop's attention then fumbling the whole thing,like bad football.If I didnt want to be around you I wouldnt,hey,its me,I have options.  Take the time to realize the opportunity you have in front of you.We may not work out in the end as lovers,but I may not want to keep you on board as a friend either.I am in search of that perfect balance of both,my Brown Sugar  fantasy if you will,but Im not finding it. Was told to let it find me,but I think it made a wrong turn somewhere.Im not a random chick,by my own admission Iam fly,with layers of complexities. Please know this:I understand my worth.If you dont ,too bad for you.Iam one of a kind& there will never be another DiddyBop.Dont let your own games play you...

It Is What It Is...

   So it goes a little something like this,matters of the heart suck and blow at the same time,if that is at all possible .My electric spark must have a short in it,because these shenanigans are in no way fair. Every man that likes me is already taken, I cant seem to get a damn date,and the one guy I kinda like is not yet quite dedicated to Team DiddyBop. What the hell? Well, here it all goes.If youre taken,you can leave me out.I'll take myself out,since I know how to entertain myself and cant seem to find a willing parther,and lastly,dude, I LIKE YOU. There, I said  it. But I do have others on the bench.Im just letting you start right now. You have potential with DiddyBop,but Im not sure you  understand your outstanding opportunity. There,I said it.Kinda random, but thats what I do...

Very Random,So Here Goes Nothing...

1.Ladies,the jacket is too damn little. Get a grown people's coat!
2.Im still looking for my first boyfriend.He was cool..
3.Dude, you stopped talking to me for her? Real spit,I guess I was too classy for you.You love them bustdowns,dont you? Good job...
4.Really want to go to my favorite restaurant,Miller's Pub ,on Wabash.Like right now !

And 5. I like the hell outta dude. I really do.And DiddyBop dont really say that about anyone...ANYONE! But as fate would have it,I dont think he feels the same way.Figures,damn shenanigans...

Just Spit It Out !

To quote my favorite D Train song, something's on your mind,huh?One thing Ive always been is straightforward because I dont lie well. Never have .Its just not a skill that I posess. So now that Im back on the dating scene after having been held captive on Planet Rock for 5 years,I had to learn to be honest about what I like and what I dont like.And one thing I cant stand is for someone to not express what they feel.Nobody believes me when I say I haven't been on a date in 3 months.Its true.It was an awesome night. However dont keep saying we should go out and you just dont ask.You'll never know till you do .I mean,I am Diddybop.Im freaking great company!And so many people are at home lonley,on Facebook and Twitter,when they could be enjoying someone's company. Simply an observation yall.Social networking has allowed so many of us to reconnect with old friends and make new ones.So let's take advantage!Stop all that damn inboxing and poking.Tell em how you feel ,Son ! You just might strike gold, or at least sterling silver....

Oh You Fancy,Huh?No, Not Really...

Yeah well Drake got alot of ladies using this as our anthem,but umm,it doesnt ,umm how should I say,fit everyone.Exhibit A: 2o clock in the afternoon with pajama pants and the Sulfur 8 head scarf...Nah,not fancy Boo.  Heartbroken cuz your dip didnt spend the holidays with you.Again,you are a DIP! Fancy,negative Batman. Going over your fellas crib and youre not up to par.And what I mean is hair not right, weekend undies,toes on some hammertime---killyoself,PLEASE! If  you want to be a fancy lady,take ownership of the term! I went through a period where I was not quite my usual fly self,and Moms called me out.She made me understand  that how you carry yourself has an effect on how others will treat you,and I wasnt acting the part. When you look and act like you dont care,why should anyone else?Think about it....

Random Slap of Inspiration

Ive been getting a ton of these lately.In the midst of my daily activities Im suddenly stricken with blasts of creativity.This blog was one.On the way to the gig one AM, while listening to some Corey Hart Sunglasses At Night (hey dont judge me dammit)I got the brilliant idea to just post these astronomical happenings.A few weeks later,Diddybop's platform for Tom Foolery was born.And since Im on the subject of random shenanigans,at my birthday shindig over the weekend,there were rib tip appetizers.TRUE STORY...

I Must Be Doing Something Right...

im fresh off the birthday weekend and i had a blast. i must say i have some pretty awesome friends ,and theyve been around for years.to all of you,and in the words of the golden girls theme song, thank you for being a friend...