Madness

Automobile illiterate – part deux

Poor Marshall. When we were still dating back in 1997, I spent a summer with an "uncle" and his wife who lived in Columbus, Ohio. Uncle Elliot was a Ga and a family friend who'd known my dad from their secondary school days, so we…
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Baby Daddy Hate

When I say I hate my baby daddy, I’m talking about pure, unadulterated hate. I’m not talking about that cute high school to age 20 something garbage that can be soothed over with an apology, a few tears and some chocolates. I’m talking about the…
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The crazy Black woman on the news

I have spent the last 2 weeks calling 404-679-5200 to find out what’s been going on with my money. Some of you may know this number well. It’s the number to the North Fulton Unemployment Office..err…Career Center. No matter what time of day it is,…
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I’m a maid, not a mouse

In Ghana everybody has a maid, and it’s not because we’re a country of balers. Everyone has a ‘domestic servant’, ‘house girl’ or ‘garden boy’ because no matter how poor you are, there is someone else who is poorer. Even the poorest of people can…
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