Shaken...Not Stirred

      I have had a rough week... in fact it seems that I had a beautiful nightmare. One of those weeks where you want to repeatedly pinch yourself to see if it's real. On Monday I got a phone call that I just landed a position at a new job and that same night I was robbed at gunpoint. #KanyeShrug. I hope they needed it more than I did.

       All I can say is that it is good to be alive. A phone and a wallet are replaceable. It's just metal, leather and a few strips of plastic. I still have my health, my new job, great friends and family and most importantly my life. This is just another road block that I have encountered and conquered in life. In this jungle we live in where the monkeys roam free, the hyenas never sleep and the vultures linger around to pluck whatever is left of humanity the only thing we can really do is survive. 

     Jay and Ye weren't lying. There is No Church in the Wild. Let's just say I'm a firm believer in karma and there is no doubt that we get back what we put into this life. I'm over it. People...I swear, need to get themselves some business and stay out of mine. I'm singing in my head "If I ruled the world"..

Until tomorrow comes take care for now,

- Renard

Time... how many of us have it?

I'm back once again to blog about nothing, but I feel the need to add my .36839 cents into everything so here it is. I awoke out of my slumber way too early for anyone's comfort zone, avoided my mirror and headed down stairs dodging rays of sunlight peering through the blinds. Sound like a vampire right? The next thing your expecting me to say is that I had a vats of blood to go with the dry cereal I ate. Not at all just my favorite organic whole milk from Trader Joes. So here I sit on the couch in which it seems everyone inhabits when eating. I didn't even feel like turning on the blank screen that sat before me, mocking me with its reflection. I sat and took my first real breath of the morning which surprisingly smelled pleasant. (good toothpaste huh?) I gobbled down the meal of 40 something year old women on a diet (Cherrios) and just sat there gazing into the future of Kendrick.

Hmmm, I could lie and say the future looks fantastic; complete with a mini mansion which holds a three car garage, grotto, a butler, maid, an in home chef and Beyonce slaying in the living room. But to be brutally honest I see the future as most of us see it: uncertain. I have dreams that I would like to come true, I have many ideas and philosophies that I would love to share and goals that I would like to accomplish. So in the present time where I have so many questions and uncertainties I think about the future time and how much or how little time there is.

Time; we don't realize how fast it goes. Maybe because we sit in that boring class repeatedly looking at the clock to see if the hands have moved. Or maybe its that part time job where time seem drip drop like a broken faucet. The point is that we have so much time on our hands to get out and do the things we want to do but it is all about how we utilize those periods of "free time". Are we to enthralled with preexisting ideas or activities that we forget to make time for the things that we want to do or things that are important to us? Yes! And since we can not technically make time then your ass better become an insomniac quick just to keep up with the Jones'. Because the only time you ever catch me sleeping is when I'm tired of you hoes. Until then I'm going to wake my ass up early every morning or just say fuck sleep just to keep time and my future secure. I intend on having all of that mentioned above and more.



So for all of you who are sleeping or simply wandering around with your eyes wide shut. It's time to wake the hell up. Lets get it.




U MAD?


~ Kendrick

I'm The BLACK SHEEP...

Okay, so I was sitting in the kitchen just waiting to get a hearty bowl of homemade stew when I noticed that I was being ignored. It was one blow after the other. Like fireworks that just kept on coming. Boom, Boom, Boom; the signs kept coming and I put the pieces of the puzzle together to come to a sudden realization that I AM A BLACK SHEEP. It all started when I was younger I guess. I always was considered the baby and of course I now despise the whole thought of that "adolescent immaturity". But while I was in that kitchen I realized that my sister who I spent the majority of my life with under my mother's roof did not say ONE WORD to me when I came down to greet her. She was always socially retarded but damn I felt like Casper. I hugged my mother I guess because I felt some type of way about being ignored, but even my mother's warm embrace seemed cold and distant. It seems as though I am in the way of both of their's progress. Well damn, maybe its time for me to move the fuck out. If only I had a stable friend who wouldn't mind being a roommate. My family life is soooo FUCKED UP! I haven't talked to my father in over 2 months. Let alone my little sister who is now 9! Trust me, I have issues and I'm strong enough to admit it. So here I am, "The Black Sheep". The fun loving, free spirit, sexually active, complex, simple minded, sometimes naive, lazy and undefined socialist. And you know what? I DON'T have a problem with it. But in all reality; I need to get some business. Its 2010 and about time I stop thinking and start with the action. Fuck the people who try and stop me. Fuck emotions that seem to keep me in one place. Fuck my lovers. Love the Haters. And Just Plain FUCK YOU.

~Kendrick