I haven't blogged for a long time.  I was ecstatic about the presidential election results.  Obama's Inauguration was surreal for me.  My blood pressure plunged twenty points.  It was actually below normal.  The nurse at Kaiser was astounded and so was I.  But,  I attributed the improvement to having just witnessed the swearing in of the first African American president. 

Fast forward... my money is really funny now and my change is strange.  I have faith in the stimulus plan, but I need some financial stimulation right now.   I lost most of my savings that I had in stocks and bonds.  I was a small fish, far from Madoff material.  But, I lost most of what little bit I had.   I am now officially po'. Let me know if you can help a sista out.

I just spoke at Berkeley High last week and a kid asked me if I was rich.  I replied, "No."  I should've asked him, "Is yo' Mama rich?"  The young brotha then asked me if I was wealthy.  I answered, "No."  I hate to admit it but I'm a struggling writer again.  I didn't tell the kids that.  They're all into bling. 

I'm writing but I'm in between book deals.   So,  I just bought some neck bones and some greens and I've got some cans of beans.  Y'all feel me? 

 I  was back on the South Side of Chicago last year and I was inside a fish and chicken stand.  A guy walked in and asked if he could get an order of gizzards.  The guy didn't whisper or write it on a piece of paper.   There was no shame in his game.  Nobody but me even flinched.  You see I have friends and associates that don't even know what gizzards are.  I'm bi-cultural. 

They didn't have gizzards posted on the menu.   But, the guy figured that they must have some gizzards in the back.  If my memory serves me correctly they hooked dude up.  He got him some gizzards.  I  was thinking at the time that they should have given him those tough ass gizzards for free.  I'd hate to sit down to a plate of gizzards myself.  I ate my share of gizzards when I was a colored girl growing up in the 'hood.  But, I never had to eat a whole helping of them.  I just ate one here and there that came in the cavity of the chicken.   But, give me a neckbone to suck on instead, any day.  Not to mention a liver.

If you want me to come and speak anywhere or teach a workshop or class, let me know.   Also, if you're struggling too, don't be ashamed to tell me.  We have to pull together.  Much love!