The magnegroes visual year in review 2007
Pamalicious on Dec 27th 2007 11:39 am
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720 days ago
Pamalicious on Dec 20th 2007 08:23 am
Originally Posted December 20, 2005
You know sometimes we can recall with vivid detail, everything that goes wrong in a relationship. The folder for that person is full of stuff but the things we pull up first AFTER the fact are all the bad things. In the car this morning, I was listening to some Howard Hewitt and thinking about good times with Brothers I’ve known. I can’t even front - I haven’t had a lot of drama filled relationships. Things just usually drift off either due to the religious cross-roads, or they aren’t ready to take it someplace else and the like. I’ve had a cheating episode (him not me) , but even that was (based on some drama I read about) a 3 on the drama scale, lol So because I feel like rambling and I’m so excited that Serial Dater has decided to finish some of his stories - I wanna talk about me, bros and the good times.
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720 days ago on this date…
Pamalicious on Dec 13th 2007 12:43 pm
SHUT UP WHY DON’T CHA!!
Blog Musical Mood: Somethings Going On - UNV
Dang it’s mighty dead on the net today! I guess everyone is getting into the winter slouch,lol. The weather today was mighty weird. It actually had this scary ‘warmth’ to it and the sky was looking quite spooky. Now tomorrow it’s suppose to be five degrees or something.
I went down into the belly of the beast looking for "Her" because she has court at 8am. I didn’t find her but verified she did have an apartment. I went to the place where she said she worked and no one had ever heard of her; I wonder should I show up to make sure she did tomorrow, I’ll let that marinate tonite.
I don’t know how to cut my mind off. Some people can just go with the flow but not me - I gotta cast my net wide and work out mathematical equations. I listen (and read) the tales of people who encounter people and don’t think past how attractive, funny they are and WALAH end up in some decadant sexual position and is no worse for wear. I don’t have that mechanism - I don’t know how to find it and put it to use. Therefore couple that with I’ve been single to long and I…..remain alone.
I look at how a man speaks, carries himself, approaches me, lays out his life, his life plan - I talk and converse and take mental notes, I insert scenarios, people, places, things. I figure how he fits in my world, would it be someone I would bring around my daughter….I just think to much! Thinking can be murder when coupled with intelligence - but is it really intelligence…or…psychosis.
I don’t know when I began thinking to much -
was it when I discovered that the willingness of women to do whatever, whenever, however - caused alot of men to become complacent when it came to dating. They don’t have to do anything because we’ll pick em up, pay for half, put out great amounts of energy to be with them. The natural order of the ways things should go and the way men approach a women is gone. They don’t have to ask us out - we invite our damn selves out, they don’t have to pursue us - we’re always available. They don’t have to seduce us, Pussy cost a dinner at Red Lobster; sometimes just a watered down drink.
was it when more and more ‘dating’ fell to fast into the three C’s Cooking, Couch, Coochie. No need to plan, or be imaginative or explore and experience discovery before we get that familiar.
was it when because of the net and the fact that the one’s who will far outweigh the one’s who won’t, made a sista like me someone not worth the time and effort. If I’m not phone sexing or inviting you over after 11pm after one date and two weeks of phone conversation - there is already a stable in the celly that can take care of that.
I don’t know…I think I have more issues ABOUT dating than I have ABOUT being in a relationship, lol.
I don’t have outrageous demands but I do have a set of standards, morals, values and a way of carrying myself and a way I was raised that apparently impedes me getting past the first date.
I’d like to be in the passenger seat, I’d like to be courted, I’d like my stress to be about the fact that I want to be in your company so I’m scrambling to get a babysitter.
I can admit that I have middle class ideals and I enjoy living that type of lifestyle. I am broke but I am not broke minded (there is a difference).
I just feel that (not as if someone else doesn’t as well) I have alot to consider and alot at stake in my life, to make but so many love mistakes; however maybe that’s what it’s about making those mistakes, letting things unwind anyway they may -be it good bad or ugly…
Folks (including myself) issues are so close to the surface that they come out before I even have a second to get caught up and once they appear it’s just so hard for me to brush them off.
I told some friends that maybe I should go see a therapist and they told me that they were going to beat my ass - if I started to feel that me having some type of standard and not wanting to look up and be like "hmmm I finally have gotten with the one but it took me 100 dicks to find him" Cause however much fun you think the otherside is having - there’s a great price you pay for it. It does feel nice (if not lonely) to believe that someone somewhere actually admires my struggle.
Um I’m basically happy and I’d like to stay that way. I have met more than one Brother who is…depressed and our conversations veer from ‘getting to know you’ to a ‘counseling session’. There are a whole heap of us that live alone (not counting kids) and some of us don’t handle that well. I’ve always said that if a person can live comfortably in their own head by themselves - then half the battle is won when it comes to joining on to someone else. If you need others or outside activity to validate you - then the other person becomes your ’source’ and not your ‘auxillary’.
I have been basically living alone (without extra adult interaction) for almost 12 years now. I am, and I do not lie, absolutely comfortable with that situation. Sure there sometimes gets to be a loud echo up in here, especially when Mini-me is out of town or something - but I don’t freak out. I know how to reach out and I enjoy my own company. That’s important. To sit in here and whine and moan about not having a life or not having friends or needing a mate to the point of depression is counter productive especially when these are things we contribute to ourselves.
Ho Hum, can you tell I have had an encounter with a man, lol lol. It’s too much work, I’m trying to come up - up my happiness quotient, up my activity quotient, up my affection quotient, up my desire quotient - but maybe I should just get a dog -
because I submit and humbly ask God what is the message you are trying to get to me in having the set of men you’ve introduced me to this year come into my life - I’m about to give this up. Please let me know what you have in mind for me.
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New York State of Mind
Pamalicious on Nov 8th 2007 09:45 am
You know I have always thought of myself as a Northern trapped in a Southern Belle Body, lol Every since I was little I have always felt that I belonged in a big crowded 100 mph urban city. Funny how life ended up because I met and married a New Yorked and in 1989 found myself plop dead center in Manhattan.
As part of my continuous cradling in the bosom of God, his father owned a rent controlled apt. up on 215th street and when he got married, he just turned it over to us. So we were living with a Manhattan address for DIRT CHEAP. Our apt. faced the Indian Creek (I think that’s what it was called) Park and we could see the Columbia Univ Soccor Field if we stood outside. We were right on the cusp of the Bronx, you could walk, lol We took the A train to the end of the line 207th street and then walked to our spot.
I lived there for 8 years and then in Jersey City for 2 years. I hit NYC at a most wonderful time. Times Square was still seedy, Hip Hop was getting it’s sea legs and I was in my early twenties. What a combo!
I sat around for maybe 6 months, getting acclimated and then I struck out to get a job. It took me two weeks before I was working at United Way’s off Park Avenue. The whole NYC thing was overwelming at first, I can admit that but when I got used to it and the trains etc. It was on and popping. I met my first NY friend there and we spent many a day walking, talking and exploring.
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Gone but not Forgotten
Pamalicious on Oct 11th 2007 06:50 am
Black Celebrities who’ve died with little or no fanfare
R&B duo “Damian Dame” (pictured above) consisted of Debra Jean Hurd aka “Deah Dame,” and Bruce Edward Brodus aka Damian. They were the first act signed to the “LaFace,” label by Kenneth “Babyface” Edmonds and Antonio “L.A.” Reid. They were famous for the following hits, “Exclusivity,” “Right Down To It,” and “Gotta Learn My Rhythm.” Deah would die in an car accident on June 27, 1994. She was 35 years old. Damian would die on the same day (June 27th) two years later of colon cancer.
Singer Richard “Dimples” Fields (pictured above) was famous for the songs, “If It Ain’t One Thing, It’s Another,” and “She’s Got Papers On Me.” Fields would die of an massive stroke on Jan. 12th, 2000. He was 58 years old.
Edmund Sylvers (pictured above) was the lead singer of the group “The Sylvers.” At age 47, he would succumb to lung cancer in 2004, following a 10-month illness. The Sylvers hits include: “Boogie Fever,” and “Hot Line.”
Renee Diggs (pictured above) was the lead vocalist for the group “Starpoint.” Their big hit was “Object Of My Desire.” Diggs died last year of heart-related complications and she also suffered from multiple sclerosis. Miss Diggs was 50.
Singer Gwen Guthrie is best known for her hit, “Ain’t Nothing Going On But The Rent,” in 1986. Guthrie started her career by moonlighting as a singer of commercial jingles, sometimes with her friend Valerie Simpson (of Ashford & Simpson fame). A songwriting partnership with Patrick Grant resulted in Ben E. King’s comeback single, “Supernatural Thing,” and “This Time I’ll Be Sweeter,” covered by numerous artists. She was also the writer of Roberta Flack’s “God Don’t Like Ugly,” and she contributed to the Sister Sledge album, “Circle Of Love.” Miss Guthrie died of uterine cancer on February 3, 1999 at the age of 48.
Wylie Draper, the actor who portrayed Michael Jackson in the mini-series, “The Jacksons: An American Dream,” died a year after the program aired. Draper died from a rare form of leukemia.
Theodore “Teddy” Wilson (pictured on the bottom half of the above photo with the mustache) was an character actor best known for his recurring role as Sweet Daddy Williams on the CBS sitcom Good Times from 1976 until 1979. Wilson also played the role of Al Dunbar in a popular two-part episode of the 1970s sitcom What’s Happening!!. In the conclusion of the two-parter, Wilson’s character gets arrested for bootlegging a Doobie Brothers concert. Wilson was married to actress Joan Pringle. He died from AIDS-related complications on July 21, 1991 at the age of 47 in Los Angeles, California.
Paul Edward Winfield (May 22, 1939–March 7, 2004) was an Academy Award-nominated television and film actor. Winfield was openly gay in his private life, but remained discreet about it in the public eye. He was best known for his portrayal of a Louisiana sharecropper who struggles to support his family during the Great Depression in the landmark film “Sounder,” and as Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. in the television miniseries “King.” Winfield also narrated the show “City Confidential,” on the A&E channel. Winfield died of a heart attack in 2004; he was 64. His long-time partner of 30 years, architect Charles Gillan Jr., preceded him in death in 2002.
Franklyn Seales (pictured above, far left, back row) was born in St. Vincent, Caribbean Islands. His movie appearances include “The Onion Field,” and “Star Trek.”
TV appearances for Mr. Seales include three 1982 episodes of “Hill Street Blues,” one episode of “Wiseguy,” one “Growing Pains” episode, and the TV sitcom Amen as Lorenzo Hollingsworth during the 1986-1987 season. He also had a role in the mini-series Beulah Land.
Seales is most famous for his role on “Silver Spoons.” He played Dexter Stuffins, business manager and family friend of the Strattons, starting in Season 2. He also did some artwork as a painter. He died in Brooklyn, New York of AIDS in 1990.
All Information courtesy of PANACHE REPORT (A really interesting site - check it out) To See More Celebrities and Information CLICK HERE.
Finally - I am so devasated to hear this one right here that all I want to do is go in a corner and suck my thumb. WHYYYYYYY WHYYYYYY:
FOSTER SYLVERS IS A REGISTERED SEX OFFENDER:
Foster Sylvers 45, (above) the youngest member of the “Sylvers” singing group (Boogie Fever, Hotline) who once produced tracks for Janet Jackson-is now a registered sex offender. The above mug shot and the nature of his crime is featured on a National Sex Offender Website connected to Megan’s Law, The Attorney General & the Department Of Justice. His crime is listed as follows: Oral Copulation: Victim unconscious of the nature of the act.
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