  Thats it. I can't take it anymore. I'm getting my ass a blue suit. I mean, why not? I've already got a black suit with a waistcoat and shit and I feel sexy as hell in it, but I usually feel sexy as hell....... Maybe I'll get like 20 of them like Andy Griffith had on Matlock,except his were grey, and wear a blue suit everyday. Shit if it works for the Caveman it should work for my ass. A Blue Suit. Ah I can just see it. I'd look like the the chick from Willy Wonka who expanded and had to be deflated, but at least I'd look good in my suit.
Played poker last night which was exhilirating to say the least. I love playing poker for nothing. Its basically a microcosm of the life of a White Knigga. All this "strategery", bluffing and bullshitting and in the end you don't win or lose, just complain. Complaing is an art form and we are all the Da Vinci's of our day. But at least we only complain to each other.
But in reality I can't complain about anything but that doesn't stop me from doing so. I've got great friends, a great family, a nice place to live, i've been blessed by God with talent and enough intelligence to get by, I don't have to worry about food or money, I don't shit on myself, I can remember my name and I've got plenty of lead in the old pencil. Life is Good. But........ 
