Since I am a avid Facebook user, I've only come to myspace to check up on New Kid bullitons news and whatever.  But I do that alot recently, so i decided I will try to blog more often.  MAinly It will be me ranting about what the hells bugging me or whatever.    Like today...

I think I love my wife.  That may be the name of a shitty Chris Rock movie, but it is also a very true statement.  "I think....I love my wife?"  More and more each day I grow in question of that.  This 8 months or so, I have just come to realize I don't like being home anymore.  Granted, I don't have anywhere else to go...I don't go to bars and stuff, but I don't like being home.  I enjoy being at home with my kids after work and on weekends, but not around my wife so much.  I work alot, so I'm not at home all the time, but I'm working.  When I am at home, my wife comes and goes as she pleases, lately alot theses days.  Granted, she only goes to her cousins or one of her two friends...but If I did that as often as she did, I'd get an earful.  I know she wants a break from the kids and wants to get out....but as much as she's doing it is Unacceptable...I think.   She always talks about all the concerts I went to without her, but I've only gone to 2 in the last 2.5 years...the last one being 2 years ago.  And I've asked her to come with me, but she declines.  We argue alot about our responsiblities at home, cleaning and what not, bills.  But I find myself wanting to put my face through her face more than waste another breath arquing.  I know that sounds extreme, and I don't do it...but man o man.  Some days, I just don't want to be in the same room as her.  I am trying my best to tolerate her, for the kids sake, but thats not always right.  I have time and time again told here we should get a divorce if we can't live like this, but she blows it all off as a joke and usually puts out.  Of course I take it...I'm a man.  I don't know how long I can act the part though.

Well, theres one rant that I'll probably rant about again sometime.  Probably soon the way things are. 

This was lyrics for a rap song I wrote in 1993, when I was a really young aspiring white rapper.  God help us.  laugh all you want.

Darryl D, a lyrical poet

others seem to claim, but they can't really show it.

I'm caucasian, I'm white, but don't call me Vanilla,

cause if you do I may have to kill ya!

Hip hop is the true word that I speak,

A funky rhyme to mock the meek.

Punks, saying theres no place for me here,

Guess their jealous and showing fear.

I wanna rhyme to make you groove,

to make the suckas move.

Hey, I'm talking peace and all of that,

I'm talking peace born out like a dirty rat.

Peace in world unity and love

$@$% you if you don't believe in the above.

Because if you put me down, I'll throw a roundhouse deck,

Yo!  Darryl D's In Effect!

People come and go, but I'm here to stay.

I ain't no punk and I ain't here to play.

Darryl D here ready to rock!

I know you in the state of shock for

this new kid on the block.

Gangstas be thinking wrong, Not knowing what the hells going on.

Thinking a gun will solve me? Bring it on punk thats the way I be!

Laugh, joke and curse as you may.

we'll see  in the end who gets paid.

I don't care for your color, race or sex,

cause Darryl D's In Effect!

BOOM!

Here I come again one last time,

to bring forth my rhythm and my rhyme.

I'm in effect and i'm here to stay.

Keep on fronten and I'll never go away!

don't you see what your doing to me,

your making me stronger,

so I can last longer.

Darryl D, funky hip hopping,

I know your praying but the hits ain't stopping.

Because I can drop a rhyme anytime and get a smash hit,

cause Darryl D's In Effect!!!

Again, I'd like to apoligize.

I've decided that every once in a while I will post one of my poems here for others to read.  I'd love to hear your comments on them, good or bad.

POEM #1

A MOMENT OF PEACE

The crack of dawn

starts with the crack of bombs.

No more laughing today,

no more children songs.

Soldiers march that sounds like the rumble of thunder.

A noise fills the air, sounds like gun fire.

A river of blood flows

into a lake of the same.

A fiery hatred blends in

with the cold cold rain.

But then for an instant

this war of pride dies.

For in the distance,

a baby cries.

This weekend has been pretty boring.  Got a little drunk last night.  Like usual for a Saturday.  May get a little drunk tonite...it is Simpson and Family guy night.  Little bummed to hear about the Jordan Knight Street team site last week.  Hop e something works out.  I can't imagine not being able to chat with my JK buds.  Maybe I might meet some on Messenger if chat shuts down.  My youngest girl is walking all over the place.  Yay.

Playing Zelda for the Nintendo Wii.  Love this game.  At a challenging part right now, gotta control my temper and language when the kids are around.

I hate my wifes dog.  It likes to be outside, even when its like -40'C  Its a bichon shitzu piece of crap.  Sometimes she puts it outside at like 2 in the morniing, and when I get up to go to work, I aways hope to see a pupsicle.  I curse quietly when I see its still alive.  Hey, I dont care if you think its cold hearted, but I didnt want to pay $300 for a dog that I knew my wife wouldn't acknolodge half the time.  Its either outside or locked in a little room.  Its useless.  anyway...I hate my wifes dog.

I got my Wii, love my wife for getting it for me.  Think I won't need a gym membership to lose wieght, playing Wii Sports my be all I need.  Liking the Zelda game i got with it.  The wife is away for the weekend, so I gots the kids to myself.  We're hanging, chillen hard.  I hate cold weather, it is fucking cold outside.  I'll let my wife's piece of shit shitz zhu stay out all day though.  Hopefully It will freeze solid, like in cartoons, and it will fall apart in  a million pieces.I hate that dog.  And before all you animal lovers get up in a fit and email me and shit and give me hell, I don't hate all animals, just my wife's dog...and yours.