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Black Hair Products

Are you a white person with thick, curly or unruly hair? If so, now’s the perfect time to try mixed race and black hair products. Shampoos, conditioners, various hair dressings and oils marketed to black people may be just the thing your uncontrollable hair is screaming for. Just imagine being able to control the frizzies. … Continue reading »

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Lloyd’s Survey

Below is the text portion of the survey that I filled out for Congressman Lloyd Doggett.  Dear Congressman Doggett, I am currently a health insurance agent and I wish I could play some of the heartbreaking recorded conversations that I have with sick and/or poor individuals who cannot receive affordable healthcare coverage due to preexisting conditions … Continue reading »

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Capitalism Trumps the Handicapped

At the end of a shitty week, all I looked forward to was happy hour with a good friend at one of our favorite local Mexican restaurants. Cars had already filled the tiny parking lot. As I drove up to the handicapped parking spaces, my bad mood worsened. A long plastic table occupied a handicapped … Continue reading »

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Greenbelt Hike

Originally I’d planned to join other hikers/walkers from a Meetup group at the tail end of the Green belt.  Then, out of nowhere, a filmmaker friend came along with the SXSW swell.  Just so happen that the only mutual free time we had was the hours before my planned hike. Of course, I invited him … Continue reading »

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Staying on the Right Side of Natural Selection

It’s convenient to be an artist when you’re strapped for cash. Not to live up to the cliché of the poor, starving artist, but because it’s a bonus to be creative when dollars don’t stretch to the end of the month. Nothing gets me in hustle mode like nearly running out of money. Only people … Continue reading »

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Comes in Threes

Superstition dictates that bad things come in threes, but that count is just arbitrary–until living through three bad or at least very inconvenient things. My latest three: car accident, laptop incident and recent job performance. So, the seemingly never-ending drama started one fine Saturday, nearly three weeks ago when some jackass rear ended me.  I’m … Continue reading »

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Bang Maids

I’ve known since my early 20s that I didn’t want to have kids. Yet I wasn’t turned off by marriage. As a matter of fact, there’s a part of me who visualizes myself married—as long as I don’t have to live with my husband. When I told my married sister that last part, her response … Continue reading »

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Moving Forward

What a weird time of my life, not just because of the recent presidential elections, but almost in spite of it. I’m working for long stretches of time, speed reading in between calls with prospective clients, exercising every day and in the “free” snatches of time, creating art. Always in motion, even when I’m sleeping. … Continue reading »

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When Racism Becomes Unsustainable

Last Saturday, a good friend, another cerebral Black woman, and I saw “Hidden Figures.” Among the many things that uplifting film depicted, it showed how the separation of Blacks and Whites continued until it died in a final gasp of breath. The segregation of libraries sections, water fountains, bathrooms, and even coffee pots reinforced second-class citizenship, … Continue reading »

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Dreaming of My Wedding

This past Monday, one of my friends texted me about her dream where she had attended my wedding.  I texted her back, “Good thing I’m not superstitious. My grandmother used think a wedding dream meant a funeral.” Once I had a moment to look it up, I “discovered” that a single woman dreaming of another woman … Continue reading »

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