The Spaz: Take 2

So.

I spent that better part of an hour in the wee hours of this morning writing this emotion driven blog post all about Whitney Houston's funeral - of which I didn't get the chance to sit down and watch until last night.

Then you know what happened? My iPad ate it. All that emotion, all those tears. It ate them all. I can't find that damn post anywhere. So as I chatted this over with a friend on Twitter last night - we determined that the world was simply not ready for the awesomness that was my emotion driven Whitney Houston post. But I'll give you the highlights:

• I had been purposely putting off watching her funeral. I'd posted my lovely little blog post in her memory and I wasn't quite ready to process it any further than that. I was a total spaz during Michael Jackson's funeral - I knew her's would be worse. And it was.
• When they carried her casket out to her own voice singing "I Will Always Love You" it was quite possibly the saddest thing I've ever seen.
• I cried for 3 straight hours. My eyes are still puffy. Thank goodness I had nothing of major importance to go and do today. 

Now we can all move on from that...

I am still jobless - just to update you all on that situation. I am still not regretting my decision. Ask me again if I remain jobless much longer and my opinion on that may have changed. I have applied for every job I am qualified for and some that I'm not. I'm getting interviews but no worthwhile job offers yet. I could use some thoughts and prayers...

More than once the thought of moving has crossed my mind since this whole job quitting thing occurred. Which is ludicrous considering that I have no money for relocating and have no good idea of where I would go anyway. What's even more ludicrous is that I spelled ludicrous as Ludacris first - as in the rapper. My ghetto side has shown itself. I learned how to spell Ludacris before I learned to spell ludicrous. Don't judge me!

Let's see, what else... Well I think that's about it actually. If any of you have any ideas on how I can make money (no - prostitution is not an option) via freelance writing or anything else really - let me know. Not that I actually expect anyone to have any ideas - but it doesn't hurt to put it out there I guess.

Since we mentioned Ludacris - let's kick back with some Old Skool Luda and Albany, GA's own Field Mob.

Oops... my ghetto is showing!

Music For The Morning: RIP Whitney

It pains me to write these words: Whitney Houston has passed away. 


I know this is not breaking news for any of you - but I'm still processing this. It's devastating to me - as I'm sure it is to so many of you as well. 
Whitney had a strong influence upon my early years. The Bodyguard was one of my favorite movies and I love the soundtrack of the movie even more. 
Music has always been my "escape". That's why music is such a huge part of this blog. 
So as you all are watching the Grammy's and enjoying that show - I am going to dedicate this post to a woman who helped shape my formative years. A woman whose voice took me to a place of peace and happiness. And I hope that she now is in peace. Free from the troubles that plagued her for years. Free from drug addiction. Free from troubles and cares. 
I don't feel much like watching the festivities happening in LA right now. It feels wrong. I am DVR'ing them and will hopefully feel more like watching them later. The only Grammy performance I want to watch right now is this one:
 
If I should stay, I would only be in your way. 
 So I'll go, but I know I'll think of you ev'ry step of the way. 
 And I will always love you.  I will always love you. You, my darling you. 
 Bittersweet memories that is all I'm taking with me.  So, goodbye. Please, don't cry. 
 We both know I'm not what you, you need. 
 And I will always love you.  I will always love you. 
I hope life treats you kind  And I hope you have all you've dreamed of.  And I wish to you, joy and happiness.  But above all this, I wish you love.
 And I will always love you. 
 I will always love you. 
 I will always love you. 
 I will always love you. 
 I will always love you. 
 I, I will always love you. 
 You, darling, I love you. 
 Whitney, we'll always, we'll always love you.
And I'll leave you with some more of my favorite Whitney Houston songs. The songs that helped shape my world. The songs that helped shape who I am. 
Whitney - you've paid the ultimate price for what you've given to this world and I for one, will be eternally grateful. 
May you now find peace...

 
 
 
 
 
 
*click on the photos for their sources