Idris Elba




     Insert dazed and awe look here.

     I love my life. Many of you know that I work in the entertainment industry. But that's not the highlight of this particular post. The highlight comes with the phenomenon of that ever so present six degrees of separation.

     I've mentioned this a few times in my blog. The ability to be connected to almost anyone in the world through a chain friendships: Susie and John are indirectly connected, because Susie knows Jules who knows Bob, who knows Jimmy, who knows Sharonda, who knows Jacob and who's brother is John.

     There it is. Susie is somehow connected to this stranger John, although they might not have ever met.

     Well, I had a mega 2-day crush on this little frail looking actor named Idris Elba only to find out today, that a good friend of mine is actually friends with him and happened to communicate with him yesterday.

     Of course.

     And that my friends, is the phenomenon of six degrees of separation. You never know who knows who. Until of course, the right time. And many times the degrees of separation are far less than six. Life is funny like that.

     And now I bet your wondering what I'm going to do with my Idris crush...Well, I'll just let you wonder...



Wisdom's Knocking:

Trying to reach a dream? You're far more connected than you think. 


Leave Dem Draws

Photo Credit: Ashley Johnson

     Yes. I went there.

     But only because Enrique did. He was the sweet, 5 foot, 60-something year old Filipino man, who happened to be my cashier today at a oddly-named discount clothing store.

     He started ringing up my clothes, one by one. There was a shirt, and then another shirt. We both laughed about the previous customers and how they were about to get on his case because he was taking so long; but for some reason, he was the store's only cashier. So people would have to wait. He joked about how they wanted to beat him up, because everything was taking so long. I was in no rush. I laughed along with him.

     And then, Enrique, said, with a thick accent "Yeah, you know the Victoria's--People spend too much money on that fancy stuff." And without even thinking, I said, "Yeah, I know--I can't afford to do all that." What. What is coming out of my mouth right now?

     And then Enrique says, "Nobody keeps that stuff on anyway. Men just want it off." I couldn't hold it in. I just started busting up laughing. "Only a few people want you to dance around in it, but then it's over."


Wisdom's Knocking:

Don't major in the minors and minor in the majors.

Does My Voice Sound Like a Pinky Ring?

     Photo Credit: Yajaira Reynolds

     I have no idea what that means. But anyway.

     Does it weird you out to hear your own voice on a voicemail message or recording?

     Exactly. It's like, "Do I really sound like that??" Ew.

    Obviously the extreme difference in sound perception is coming from the fact that you are not just hearing your voice with your inner outer, when it's played back to you. It's just straight outer ear picking up the vibrations.

     Why is it, that I sound so much better in my own inner ear, than my outer ear? I bet a scientist could tell me. But until he shows up, I'll just accept this phenomenon and try to minimize my stank face when I accidentally hear my own voice played back to me.



Wisdom's Knocking:

Be open to the fact that your self-perception may not always be correct.


Hot Pink & Gray

   Photo Credit: Ashley Johnson  

     That's how I feel sometimes. My most comfortable stance would be to blend in the background, to not cause a fuss or ripple. But then there's that other unpredictable side to my being. It's the loud and sassy part of me that wants to act like a free bird. No. More like a wild peacock.

     Some of the definite perks to getting older: Caring less about offending people and more about resting and being comfortable in your own skin. It's so lovely.

     Leaving my twenties behind was a quiet occasion. But entering this new phase of my life is already like a parade.

     It's true, discoveries are made every day. But some discoveries just make more sense when you get older.


Wisdom's Knocking:

Don't let the years just pass you by, acquire wisdom along the way.


In The Mood for Christopher Cross

     

     It's always amazing to me the musical themes that I pick up on in the different seasons of my life.  It's like, at any given time, I gravitate towards a specific music genre or performer, and it becomes an anthem of sorts. Beyond becoming an anthem, these songs act like sugar. And I'm immediately addicted. How and why that happens, I have no clue. But it honestly feels as if everything in the universe has aligned ever so perfectly in the harmonies of these specific songs. 

     The two genres that are completely rocking my world right now are late 1960s Doo Wop and anything Christopher Cross. I know, it's crazy. That's how I do it. But somehow that combination is the language of my heart in this particular season of life. I think my music choices in this special season, are quite comical, calming, romantic, hopeful, and nostalgic. Which is, of course, very fitting for me.


Wisdom's Knocking:

"If You get caught between the Moon and New York City
The best that you can do...
The best that you can do is fall in love." -- Christopher Cross