never going to africa

and i have good reason to say that. i mean they call it the motherland but in all actuality its just the mother land of death. and they hate it that black americans call themselves african americans so they call us whitey anyway which makes my chances for death even greater. now yo umight be asking yourself where in gods name is tony gettin all this from. i'll tell you, no problem. i got it from a fiction novel but the things that go on in this fiction novel arent very fiction at all. the shit is real. and i have one of the most amazing girlfriends on the planet who is a well of knowledge to help reassure me that africa is no place for an african american.



now j's place. well thats another blog for another day my 2 followers another day

as the rain stops to pour

so as i sit here on this fine friday afternoon a friend helps me realize how things aint like they used to be. as summer reaches an end as does a large group of friends. some moved away some will be moving away, others found joy in the company of others, and some well some just stopped living. but wwhatever, this has happened before things come to almost a complete hault and the next thing you know that chariot is once again rollin full steam, just this time the team pullin it is a cast of brand new characters........ new friends with new paths to travel down. cuz in this life you never stop travelin but you never travel alone. at least i wont. i refuse to and i cant stop its bad boy baby.... kidding i joke. and im rambling but thats what this is for

hi how ya doin

its tony brown and im blogging now. dont know how this is gonna go but f bomb it. i guess we gon find out