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He graduated college… He wanted to do something else but wasn’t sure exactly what. So he decided to join the Air Force. While stationed at the Zweibrucken air base in Germany, he proposed to a woman… they got married… they had a baby… then another… then another… And that was the beginning of my family. My father is a veteran.

My birthday was this past Tuesday, Nov 8th. I had an indoor paintball party last night as one of a few ways to celebrate. I didn’t invite the entire world the way I normally do. I invited a few choice folks and we had a ball! Don’t let the photo above fool you… Yes, the balls sting for a couple of seconds when they hit you, and they can leave a mark but put it this way… We’re going back early January to do it all over again and to make it a regular thing. Anyway…

As I lay there on the field with a jammed paint gun lol, with paint balls flying and paint guns going off, I thought about the fact that RIGHT NOW, there is that same situation happening but with REAL bullets, REAL guns, REAL lives at risk (often for a FAKE cause but that’s another story) and the folks involved are doing this while people like you and I sleep in our warm beds, and flip through TV channels, and casually send tweets and update facebook statutes. These are the people who put their lives on the line for us for a variety of reasons. I guess my over thinking is why I got shot a few times lol! But we all did…

Paintball hickey, courtesy of my own little brother Flo Blitz Smh…

But seriously. It’s amazing how a fun outing like paintball, where we had about 40 adults, running, laughing, eating, and enjoying ourselves… brought me such a revelation of the value of life. Toady is indeed veteran’s day so I urge you to wish a veteran well on this day but really take a few minutes to think about your own life, the value of it, what you’re actually doing with it, and if what you’re doing with your life really matters. No offense, but there are some people who live life everyday for themselves and them themselves only, without ever making a deposit into humanity or the loves of others. Just think about it…

 

-Kel Spencer

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I felt like Moses the other day!!!! LoL, Wait… Lemme explain.So, I’m digging through my closet looking for this one shirt in particular. I’m pulling hangers out of the closet I’m looking through drawers, I’m doing the most. So I go back to my closet and I have this hanger in my left hand with about three shirts on it and I’m using my right hand to rummage through the closet and find this shirt that obviously don’t wanna be founT yes I said founT. So anyway, the TV is on and one of my favorite commercials comes on… Capital One. Actually, I’m really feeling the new Bud Light “Man Up” commercials and of course the Dos Equis “Stay Thirsty, My Friends” guy is my uncle in my head. Anyway, the Commercial goes off and it ends with the classic question… “What’s In Your Wallet?” As random is this is, something told me to not look in my wallet but to look in my hand. Low and behold, I check the hanger with the three shirts in my left hand and it actually had FOUR shirts on it, including the extra evasive yet oh so fly shirt that I was looking for. This is the type of shirt that really takes my arm and chest sexy to the next level so it was mandatory that I find it, You feel me?!?!?!?

Anyway, it made me think… How many times do we look, and search, and waste time doing what my pastor calls “The fallacy of the elsewhere”? Meaning, we have exactly what we need right under our noses yet we spend time, effort, money, energy, resources and a bunch of other stuff searching and looking elsewhere for the answer.

I don’t want to spook anyone out but I’m about to use a word that is sooooo taboo… You ready? The word is… “BIBLE.” And the reason I’m using it is, there’s a situation in there that illustrates this exact situation. It’s in Exodus 3 & 4 when Moses meets God in the form of a burning bush. In a nutshell, God let’s Moses know that He had a job for him. He wanted Moses to deliver the nation of Israel from Egypt. Anyway, Moses gave all these wack excuses for why he didn’t feel that he was the right person for the job and how he felt that he wasn’t equipped enough to do it and God said, “What’s in your hand?” I’ll let you read it on your own, if you’re not familiar, but basically, God was trying to show Moses that it’s not complicated so stop making excuses… Your answer is not out there so stop searching out there! Your answer is not in your excuses or in your thinking that you’re not equipped enough. What you need is simple and it’s right here in your hand.

This is your assignment for this week *Puts on school teacher glasses… Think about what you’ve been putting off or making excuses about because it seems too difficult or uncomfortable to accomplish. Think about what you’ve been searching and searching for. The answer to them both just might be simple… And it might be right there in your hand. No need to make excuses or keep searching elsewhere for an answer. The answer might lie in a simple conversation with God and Him showing you what’s in your hand because ultimately HE IS THE CAPITAL ONE…

*Drops mic and moonwalks off stage….

-Kel Spencer

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Thank you…

We’ve all seen that Christmas cartoon with the ghost of Christmas past, present and future, right? Well, I had an interesting encounter like that, this morning… Minus the Christmas of course lol! Now before I start, I don’t want to spook anybody out with what I’m about to share. I am indeed a Christian but as most of you know, I don’t use my blog nor my music to push a Christian agenda (so to speak). Although I try not to contradict what I stand for and who I serve in the way that I create, I try to just let my life and my choices and my overall character be the primary way that I push that agenda in pleasing God. With that being said, this will be one of the few times that I will touch on spirituality but I’m not pushing what I believe on anyone. I think that what I am about to share can be felt and appreciate by us all regardless of where your Faith lies…

This morning, before I even got out of bed, In a matter of about 20 minutes, I was walked through about 15 years of my life. Literally, hundreds of scenarios that I’ve encountered, flashed before my eyes. Things that I know that I had no business doing. Things that I thought were a good look but in hind sight were just plain ole stupid. Relationships that I mis-handled. People whom I’ve hurt. Money I’ve blown. Opportunities that I botched up. Time spent on people and in places that was just all wrong. Relationships that I never should’ve even entertained. Health risks that I just walked right into. And even situations in which I was protected and didn’t even know that danger was hovering over me. To go through all of these things and still be here… in the condition that I am in right now, I had to give thanks. And if you can relate, then you can relate.

Paint this picture… A man and woman get married. In that marriage, obviously a certain amount of time, effort, dedication, etc… must be given by each party. But imagine instead of the man giving that time to his woman, he gives it all to other women… AND she even allows him… Better yet, she even pays for the dinners that he takes these women to. She supplies him with protection while he sleeps with these women. She gives him gas money so that he can drive to see these women. That analogy might be a bit crude but that’s what God (Or a higher power, or an energy, or the universe, etc… depending on what you believe) does for us. It’s called Grace. It’s a protection and sort of a “Get out of jail free card” for all of the foolishness that we do. God loves us so He gives us grace. For most of us, Grace is the reason that we even have anything left… Grace is the reason that we’re even alive.

I was shown just how much time, dedication, money, and overall effort that I stole from my own purpose, from my own destiny, from my own loved ones, and from my own marriage to God and gave it to all of these other people and things that don’t even matter. He showed me that this morning. He also showed me that Grace is not something that lasts forever. Grace is a limited time offer. Grace will run out one day.

Side Bar- One key thing that stuck out to me was a relationship that I mis-managed. It’s a situation that’s sensitive to me, and something that I’ve known long before this morning but it was shown to be again and in an even more important light this morning. It is/was a relationship with a Big Brother figure of mine. This is a dude who put my career into position, my mind into proper perspective with several things, my bank account in the black, and even my creativity/talents into a new arena. And out of me wanting to step out and do things in a selfish and even inconsiderate fashion, I put a major dent in our relationship. I know you’re reading this right now, Big Bro, and in front of the thousands of followers, fans and supporters that I have, I want to thank you again for the talk you allowed us to have a couple of months ago and again I offer up my most sincere apologies. I know I still have obligations on my end as well as some tasks of reconciliation but please know that our bond is one of the major things that flashed before my eyes this morning and it’s a bond that God granted me as a deliverance from a path that I was headed down that I thank God never came to fruition.

This is deep y’all. If you can relate to Grace, then you can relate. If you can’t, you won’t… but maybe one day you will. Let He that hath ears listen…

Enjoy your weekend, family.

 

-Kel Spencer

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Basketball wives… You’re familiar with the show, yes? And I’m sure that by now you’re also familiar with the fact that it was created by Shaquille O’neal’s ex-wife, Shaunie. This show is a very interesting social “fixture” so to speak. I’m not really talking about the content of the show or the “who did whats” or the “why she said such and such,” I’m talking about the IDEA of the show. I’m talking about the vision and thought process behind the show long before it came to be. I’m talking about the motive and potential results of the show. In my network, I come across three types of people as it pertains to this show. The three types are below in the form of a short greeting letter. Meaning, If you could write a short letter to Shaunie what would it say? Which of the following three letters would best represent how you feel about the IDEA of Basketball Wives?#1 Indifferent/Nonchalant:

Dear Ms. O’neal…

I hope all is well with you and your family. I’ve seen a handful of episodes about these basketball wives. I personally don’t subscribe to it but there are some funny parts here and there. And it does give people some insight on what it’s like to live that life. I don’t really relate to it all and I think some of it is just a hot mess but there are glimpses of female bonding here and there as well as a “fly on the wall” point of view in regards to the lifestyle of the rich and famous so if it all works out for you then I guess you did your thing. Good Luck.

#2 Pissed/Concerned:

Dear Ms. O’neal…

Actually, I should call you Ms. Nelson since O’neal is NOT your last name anymore. But basically, I was always taught that a pimp was a person who A- lured another person in and/or appealed to their weaknesses and insecurities, B- found a way to get that person to share their most intimate and private attributes publicly, C- showed that person how to trade their “sharing” for compensation, hereby making them a prostitute and then, D- giving the prostitute a significantly smaller cut of the earnings while E- continuing this cycle as long as the prostitute can perform or remain relevant to the buyers. Can you please explain to me, based on the above definition, how you’re not pimping these sisters who obviously need more love, attention, and guidance than they do drinks, chit-chats and a TV slot. Please explain that to me how this isn’t a form of prostitution and low-level slavery, Ms. O’neal…

#3 Excited/Encouraging

Dear Ms. Shaunie O’neal…

Let me start by saying that there is nothing better than seeing a (black) woman doing her thing. I’m sure that you sit in meetings with mostly men and YOU are the shot caller. I love that! I also think that most of the women who date ball players get a bad rap, automatically. Your show allows the public to see just who these women are from the good, the bad, and the ugly. We all know your story and what happened between you and Shaq (well at least what the media has allowed us to know) and since you come from this world and have had to endure the pain of it while also tasting the fruit of its rewards, who better than you to provide the public with information & entertainment while also being compensated for it and establishing your own brand? PS… You need to get the Odom and Kardashian family involved in your show too! Keep doing your thing, girl!

After you read em, please forward this on to some friends, ask their opinion, and make sure they subscribe for free over there to the left. All you have to do is submit your e-mail address and with the events and give-aways that I’m doing over the next few weeks, it would be to your advatage if you did so. It’s that easy…

Anyway, Which letter would come from your pen… Or your keyboard…

-Kel Spencer

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So here’s how the text went… Keep in mind, these 2 people are attracted to each other but not in a relationship, have never done anything sexual. They talk on the phone and laugh and text each other pictures and poke on facebook and that kinda thing;
 
9:22pm Her: Hey you… Watcha doing?
 
9:23pm Him: Watching the game.
 
9:25pm Her: I’m missing it. What’s the score?
 
9:25pm Him: 16-7 Ravens up.
 
9:29pm Her: What Quarter?
 
9:30pm Him: You’re killing me… 2nd Quarter just started.
 
9:30pm Her: Oh hush. Never freaking mind then.
 
9:31pm Him: I know. How inconsiderate of me. What was I thinking? My apologies.

9:35pm Her: I don’t need sarcasm.

9:36pm Him: Well you don’t like honesty so I figured I’d try something else. FYI Me saying “Watching The Game” is where you respond with “Oh ok, Should I let you go?” That way, the person has the option to go back to doing what they were doing or continue texting you. Just a ‘people’ tip.

9:46pm Her: I would never say that if someone tells me they’re watching the game because I watch football too. I was just interested in an update since I’m at work. So excuse me mister! Sorry for keeping it going without your permission.

9:47pm Him: No worries. Apology accepted.

9:49pm Her: That, my dear, was sarcasm.

9:51pm Him: I know. And this, my dear, is you continuing to text. So after 30 minutes it’s obvious that you don’t care that I’m watching the game and you just want what you want. 

10:04pm Her: I’m pissed off that you’re actually trying to scold me. I’ll know next time not to choose you to text during my first break of the day. 

Who messed that up? Was the guy being mean? Because you and I both know that’s what she feels. Was he being insensitive? Or was he being honest they way women always ask for? Ya know, “I want a man to keep it real with me.” Where did this go wrong? Or was it no one’s fault and just a clear case of inadvertent miscommunication? Which one?

Here’s another;

Her: I just don’t get you.

Him: What do you mean?

Her: It’s hard to figure you out.

Him: Well, don’t try.

Her: Well excuse me!

Him: I just think that a relationship should be built as a mutually enjoyable evolving experience, not someone treating the other like a mystery or some code that needs to be cracked. All you need to “figure out” will be figured out as we grow together.

Her: Whatever

She doesn’t like what was said to her. Was he being insensitive and callous? Was he being mean and showing no compassion? Or was he being honest and forthright? Or again… Was this just a simple misfire in communication?

Here’s one more;

Her: I’m hungry babe. Let’s grab a bite to eat.

Him: Cool, what do you have a taste for?

Her: I don’t know something quick.

Him: Well, there are all the fast food restaurants nearby from McDonald’s to Burger King to Wendy’s and even a Checkers.

Her: Nah, I don’t want fast food.

Him: Hmmm… How about Subway or Quiznos? That’s not as fast as fast food but still fast.

Her: Nah, I just had a sandwich yesterday.

Him: Well, what about Golden Crust or Boston Market?

Her: Nah, that’s a little too heavy.

Him: (Slightly annoyed) Well, I’m down for any one of those, you let me know what you want.

Her: What’s with the attitude?

We know where this one is headed. Who messed up?? Or maybe no one did.

You may or may not remember, I posted 2 blogs that touched on this topic in a similar way. One was called Spoiled Bratz and the other was called Vagina 8.0. All I’m asking is, how do we make this right?!?!?

-Kel Spencer

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Aight, so I always give you my opinion on certain stuffz, and things that are goinz on so now let’s do it in reverse….

I have my own opinion on these things but I’d like to hear yours. Most of you who subscribe to this blog are rather intelligent and I’m sure that I could learn something from a few of you so, I’ll ask you a question and then you give me your view-point, Deal? Deal…

Scenario #1- You go out to a restaurant. You see your best friend who has been married for about a year, out at this same restaurant. You were in their wedding. You gave a speech at the reception. You think that their spouse is a great match for them. Your best friend is sitting in a booth in the corner of the restaurant, hugged up with someone else. The best friend sees you… OR Let’s say they DON’T see you… What do you do? SHOOT!

Scenario #2- So… I’m on the train yesterday and there are these 2 guys sitting next to each other. They’re dressed pretty decent… pretty clean. A lady walked by with a nice shape and one of them looked at her just as long as I did. He then turned and looked at me with the “Wow, she’s friggin hot isn’t she?” look on his face and I nodded in agreement. A few stops later the other gentlemen reaches down to pick up his bag off the floor as this was his stop coming up and as he grabs his bag, he turns to the one who was admiring the woman with me and plants a 2-3 second tongue kiss on his lips. If my (future) child is with me and asks me about that, how does a person explain this in a non offensive and politically correct way? SHOOT!

Scenario #3- You are friends with a couple who is expecting. The entire time that you’ve known them, you’ve campaigned and made it known that when they have a child, You want to be the God-parent. Time goes on and you now have reason to believe that the male in this relationship may not be the actual father (In my Maury voice). You don’t have hard-core proof but certain things are being said by certain people and there is some doubt. This couple honors your wishes and asks you to be the God parent of this expected child. What do you say? SHOOT!

Scenario #4- Your family member wants to buy a car. You introduce them to someone who can make it happen. That person finds your family member the car they like at a discounted price of $5,000 instead of $7,000. They meet up and your family member only has $2,500 but agrees to pay the rest within a week. The dealer agrees to do so ONLY because this family member is YOUR family member. 2 days later the car is feeling a little “funny” and making noises so your family member feels that they shouldn’t have to pay the remaining balance since, in their eyes, the car isn’t running as well as they thought, but they want to keep the car. The dealer wants their money OR the car back and they are both running to you to play the referee since you put it all together. What do you do to help the situation? SHOOT!

Scenario #5- You’re out on a date with your significant other. They’re phone rings and it’s from a non-recognizable number. They answer and it’s obvious that they don’t know who it is. The person is making your mate play the “guess who it is” game and judging by your mate’s face and body language they’re both trying to figure it out AND getting a little fidgety and nervous. They start speaking in a bit of short-hand english with a bunch of “Mmm Hmms” and “Nuh Uhs” and “Yups” and then they end the call with “Yeah, erase. Yeah” When they hang up, they instantly start talking about something way left. Do you ask anything about it? Do you chalk it up as an awkward moment that they really had no control over since they weren’t the one who initiated the call so that can happen to anyone? What do you do? SHOOT!

Scenario #6- You meet someone who is in the same line of work as you. They are further along in that industry, more well-connected, and more established. You speak pretty often for about 2 weeks and then you both finally hang out. When you hang out, you make it known to them that you are interested in getting further in your career and you’d like their help with that. After that hangout, their contact with you decreases drastically. You see them a few months later at an event in which you are attending with people who this person would love to be in the company of. They run up on you with open arms and smiles and a desire to hang out again and the whole deal. What do you do? SHOOT!

Lucky Scenario #7- You hate pedophiles. They make your skin crawl. You feel like they should be jailed under the jail that’s under the jail. This is how you feel about them. Reason being, you were sexually abused as a child. You eventually vent to one of your older relatives about how you feel about them and how you feel about who abused you and how you feel about the entire situation. You confide in this relative because they love you, they’ve always been good to you, they’ve always been there for you and you know that their wisdom and older perspective is and always will be beneficial when you come to them for advice or to vent… You then find out that this relative is also guilty of indecent child sexual acts from 40-50 years ago. What do you do? SHOOT!

I just felt like engaging you all a little bit. I hope you don’t mind… Speaking of engaging, a good friend of mine, Holley Monelle, has a dope program that I know you all can enjoy. Check out this link for The Hall Pass Tour and if it’s your cup of tea, handle your handle or at least share it with some folks. But I’d love to see some of your feedback on today’s post…

-Kel Spencer

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I see a lot of stuff going on in a lot of different areas so I just wanted to share and learn

you a few random tid bits, right quick lol…

 

Top 3 hints that your new love interest may not have the level of class that you want:

1- They pronounce quesadilla as kwesadila.

2- They look at the bill in the restaurant and say “Wait, I didn’t even order no gratuties. What them thangs taste like?

3- They own TIVO just for Maury and Maury only.

 

Top 3 not so obvious things to be concerned about when dating someone new:

1- They NEVER even bring up you coming to their house and won’t say why.

2- Whenever you call, they’re ALWAYS able to talk and are NEVER tied up or need to call you back.

3- They start asking to exchange Blackberry pins and twitter follows with your friends & family during their FIRST encounter.

 

Top 3 societal things to be mindful of:

1- GPS; The GPS companies, the gas companies, and your local government are in bed with each other. If you’ve noticed, when you type in asking for directions, the route either takes you a longer way than you really need to go OR it demands that you go through some type of toll. GPS companies have probably agreed to this in return for getting a cut of some of the extra money that we will now be paying in gas (for driving longer distances given by GPS) or tolls (for GPS suggesting that we go through them when often it isn’t needed).

2- Social Networking; Jobs and potential employers are now looking at your tweets, status messages, photos, and even what types of things you “like” and/or retweet before hiring you. Why? Because what you’re willing to co-sign and share in public, says a lot about you. If you’re “liking” and retweeting all of the posts about “Freaky Deaky Kitchen Table Sex” and you have photos with a stripper named Tarzan holding you up in the air drinking a shot from a glass held by one of your orifices, on your 30th birthday, that just might hurt your chances for that new baby sitter job you just applied for. Or not…

3- Roses are red but violets are not blue… They’re violet.

 

Just a little something to get your week started! Be Blessed, Family! Oh, and I’ll be writing for a blog that deals with the mind and perspective of Single Black Men and my first post will be my “Top 5, Top 5′s” and trust me, you won’t want to miss that. I’ll keep you posted though….

 

-Kel Spencer

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Slowdown… Cool your jets. It’s not what you’re thinking. But it is a simple yet complex procedure…

What they do is… They place the heart into a regular, consistent, stable condition. They allow the heart to grow and maintain a routine heart rate along with being fed a certain amount of oxygen and nutrients over time. Just when the heart is in a rhythmic pattern and is “used to” it’s stable condition, they then shock the heart by removing all of the nutrients and heart-food that it’s used to, causing the heart to go into a arrest and to stand alone in a stupor… almost abandoned and desolate while still be attached to the body. They pretty much remove my heart without removing my heart, if that makes any sense. The process can take months or years but it’s the shock that is the most jarring and significant part of the process. Some of you may have undergone this procedure. Some of you may be putting someone through this procedure without even knowing it. Some of you may know good and well that you’re putting someone through this procedure and not even care. The procedure is called… Kid-Kardio-Post-Divorce-Trauma.

Have you ever pulled the nipple from a baby’s mouth in the middle of them eating, and then fiddled with the nipple on their lips as a joke? Of course they try their best to move their mouth towards the nipple in every direction that you move it but in a few seconds, they start to cry out of frustration…

Or what about when you pull up the weeds in your backyard. You pull at the heads of the weeds, only to learn that they are strongly connected to the roots underground. You then bend lower and lower and pull harder and harder to uproot and disconnect the plant from its root until they are completely severed…

Oh, wait! What about when you are told that it’s time for you to transfer to a new department on your job or that it’s time to relocate OR that you’re fired! Remember how that felt? Remember what it was like to be removed from a situation that you were used to? From a situation that you’ve come to know… From a situation that fed you, and allowed you to form a bond and even an identity alongside only to have it removed from you, and you removed from it in shock?

That’s what happens to children as a result of divorce… or break up or split or any other synonym of said notion. It tears children apart. It tore me apart… and my parents got divorced when I was 21!!! We need to pay better attention, people. We need to pay more attention to A- The people we choose to enter relationships with and B- The relationship itself once it’s established. I can’t judge anyone who has had a major break up with children involved, I’m not perfect. Besides, I don’t have even time nor energy to do God’s job. But what I can do is point out the fact that each of us can name at least 3 people we know who are in relationships that are destined for disaster. Some of these relationships may have children involved and some may not but it’s just unfortunate that the effect that these breakups have on children is never really addressed.

Drugs, Alcohol, Rape, Physical Disabilities, Gambling, Sex Addictions, etc… All have rehab and treatment centers. I have yet to see a place to go that can help a person deal with having their roots ripped from them or how to deal with being fired from a position through no fault of their own. I’mma keep it all the way tall with you, I’ve dealt with identity issues, insecurity, anger, depression and a few other things as a result of my parents’ divorce and this is all as an adult! I couldn’t fathom having to deal with that as a child. And some may say, “Well, at least you had the experience of having 2 parents. I never knew my dad or I never knew my parents at all.” And that may be true for you in your situation but I can only live what I know firsthand. And in my experience personally, along with what I see going on in relationships around me and even in the media, we all need to take a better look at what both dating and marriage are supposed to mean.

Dating is not just a phase of feelings. It’s not “New Coochie” time. It’s supposed to be that time where you’re making an honest effort to match that person up with the person who you’ve come to know in yourself. Matching and lining each other up should be a brutally honest process over time while also enjoying each other’s company and feeling all the butterflies and such. By the time marriage or moving in together or having children comes into the picture, the question should be asked, “Can I love this person in Spirit, Body, and in Truth and take them just the way they are for the rest of my life?” If that answer is “No” or “I’m not sure” then some changes need to be made in that relationship. “But KS, I’ve seen relationships where the other person just flipped and turned into a totally different person.” In most cases that is false. If you were paying enough of the right type of attention, rather than being caught up in the drawz, you’d be able to see the seeds of what type of fruit they might eventually blossom into. And in the rare cases where they did totally flip, perhaps it’s you that’s a contributing to factor to this change in them. “But KS, He cheated on me” or “I refuse to give my life to a person who is beating on me.” Well it’s pretty obvious that I’m not talking about those types of situations. I’m talking about the I’m just not feeling this relationship anymore type of situations.

I know I’m venting but I woke up this morning a little frustrated and even angry at some of the choices that I’ve made. Why? Because these choices have affected my current lifestyle and these choices were rooted in where I was mentally, emotionally, psychologically, and even creatively and socially, a few years ago as a result of a divorce. Of course I can’t blame the divorce, I can only blame myself because ultimately I made those choices.

But I urge you all, if you or someone you know is going through a major breakup, especially if there are children involved, pray HARD for them and if they give you some space to speak into their situation, pray WITH them and suggest that they seek a preventative measure that might save their relationship. Children need families. Families need families. Our world needs families. I want adults to make sure that their relationship mistakes and oversights don’t become the cause of children having to endure the results. I just want to minimize the possibility of anyone else having to have the same heart surgery that I had. It’s not fun.

-Kel Spencer

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I’ve never shared this publicly but I’m addicted…

I’m addicted to ice cream. I’m addicted to getting under my warm blankets when it’s cold outside and rubbing my feet together. I’m addicted to working out and watching my body change shape and form right before my eyes. I’m addicted to banana pancakes. I’m addicted to banana/strawberry french toast. I’m addicted to poking people on facebook. I’m addicted to watching Peyton Manning hit Reggie Wayne or Dallas Clark on 3rd down in the seem for a first down or for a back shoulder fade touchdown. I’m addicted to reading Ecclesiastes and Proverbs. I’m addicted to receiving hand massages, the rough kind. I can’t stand when a woman gives me a soft massage. I’m addicted to making children laugh. Not just my own God children, nieces and nephews but all children. I’m addicted to watching the walk on an athletically built woman. Has my mind ever slipped into lust mode from that? OF COURSE and I’m working on that but it’s more of an admiration. I look more as an artwork onlooker or someone figuring out all of the nuances and time and effort and energy put into creating such a booty like th… oops, I mean such a specimen O_o. I’m addicted tossing girls in the water at beach parties. I’m addicted to jet skis. I’m addicted to Mis-Education of Lauryn Hill… Yes, still! I’m addicted to the beat from Pete Rock & CL Smooth’s “When they reminisce over you” and the crowd said “MY GAWD!” I’m addicted to my lady kissing me on the eye lids… Nah, you gotta try that son! I’m addicted to Chicken Parmesan and penne pasta with spinach dumplings as an appetizer, ginger-ale with sprite as a drink, buttered bread on the side and 2 cannolies for dessert. I’m addicted to turkey burgers from Fatburger. I’m addicted to watching the clip of Michael Jordan in the finals against the Utah Jazz, Game 6, push-off on Russell, top of the key, jumper, follow through, tippy toes, Good Money!!! I’m addicted to watching babies sleep. I’m addicted to making my Grandmother laugh so she can do the same to me in reverse with one of her firey but comical quotes. I’m addicted to new ideas. I’m addicted to the thought of being a husband and father one day. I’m addicted to reading, although I never liked it when I was growing up. I’m addicted to changing my profile picture on BBM every couple of hours. I’m addicted to women who can make me laugh. I’m addicted to slapping my mom on the butt and then dodging her attempt to swing at me. I’m addicted to Mister Magic by Grover Washington Jr. I’m addicted to posting things here on my blog and then secretly coming to watch what y’all post as feedback. I’m addicted to cologne and watches. I’m addicted to rapping in the shower while banging a beat, with my luffa glove covered fists, on the shower tiles. I’m addicted to the sight of the NYC morning rush hour shuffle… It just epitomizes the idea of “Grind” to me. I’m addicted to the smell of her shampoo/conditioner in my pillow days after she’s gone. I’m addicted to the taste of Werther’s Originals and the feeling/sound of popping bubble wrap. I’m (ironically) addicted to watching, trying to understand, and crying while they beat Jesus with the cat o’ nine tails in the movie “The Passion of Christ.” I’m addicted to putting my fingers in a baby’s palm so they can grip it. I’m addicted to Ocean’s 11. I’m addicted to vacuuming to watch the lines in the carpet. I’m addicted to making older women smile by intentionally under guessing their age and then flirting with them in a fun way, not a sexual way. I am addicted to all of these things and so much more and this is precisely why I live. I do what I do to feed the addiction that I have for all of these things. It’s not all about the Benjamin to me. It’s no longer ab out trying to accumulate as many panties as I can. It’s not about out-shining the next man. It’s not even about trying to win all the time. It’s all about God and People, that’s it! I’m addicted to trying to handle my relationship with God and my relationship with people to the utmost of my abilities and in return, my people and my God will allow me to indulge in my addictions as much as I like.

Hella random, I know. But I just wanted to share… Why do you live? What do you do it for?

 

-Kel Spencer

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If you didn’t feel that just now then you can just ignore this…

But if you did, what did you think? What came to mind? Who did you call? Honestly, I started praying lol! I ain’t even gonna lie! I called a few significant others and sent a tweet only to learn that the earthquake spread from beyond Brooklyn with an epicenter in Richmond VA with a 5.8 on the Richter scale. Canada all the way to North Carolina.

Did you think about all of the stuff that you wanted to accomplish that never got done? Or maybe it wasn’t that deep for you. I was on the phone with my homegirl at the time who works in Manhattan and I told her to hang up and leave the building. When I lived in LA back in 2001, that was my first encounter with an earthquake and it even though it was only tremors (similar to today’s) it was still a life changing and introspective experience to feel the very ground beneath your feet moving! I know that you’re all busy and you don’t have a lot of time to be on here at my blog but I want you to all think about how different this experience could have been. This could’ve taken a turn in the total opposite direction. What would you have done if that happened? What would you wish that you had in place if that happened? What would you wish that you had done more of or less of if this was a destructive situation? I know that I, personally, have a few things to change in  my own life. I even thought about the 10 year Anniversary of 9-11 being upon us and… Nevermind, don’t let me get started with my conspiracy theories which would cause for even more reason for us to be on our knees!!!!

But anyway, I’m sure that the churches will be full this Sunday! LoL! Then again, with people’s attention spans, this’ll probably old news by 10pm and we’ll be back to talking about the NBA lock out or Will & Jada or the new NFL Season or Kim K’s new wedding spread. Anyhoo… I’m glad no one was hurt… And Cali, stop laughing at us!!!!!!! lol!! Be Blessed my friends. Go with God…

-Kel Spencer

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