
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Loan Approved!!!

Tuesday, October 21, 2008
LIfe is not fair
The soap opera that is my life took another puzzling turn at 7am, Sunday morning, Oct 20th 2008.
I don't know what made me answer the phone that morning, because usually Sunday is the day that I am dead to the world. As I checked my alarm clock to see what time it was, I did a double take at the fluorescent 7 that appeared and thought to myself, "Who the F*** is calling this early on a Sunday?" I reached over and grabbed my phone in frustrated anger and saw that my mother was the culprit. "Oh Lord, what did I do now?" [7 am phone calls are never good] So I tempered my anger and answered the phone.
"Emeka........."
I still haven't come to grips with what I heard next. One the other end of the phone was my mother, sobbing, trying to keep it together long enough to tell me the terrible news.
"Emeka, Mr. Dikeocha is dead."
(Typing that sentence makes me tear up, because I still cant believe it.)
I felt a chill run up my spine. At first I just sat there hoping that I was still asleep. Wishing that maybe I would wake up and it would all just be a dream.
"Emeka, Mr. Dikeocha is dead. They shot him"
As she spoke, I could hear her voice cracking. She tried to continue with the details and just burst into tears.
Its like my body just went numb. All I could do was say, "Mommy no!. Mommy no!"
"He didn't come home last night. Auntie Pricilla had been calling all over looking for him and could not reach him. Then finally she got a call from one of his employees and they said that she should go to the shop, it looks like there is something going on. So she called your dad and your uncle to go with her. When they got there, police were all over the place. They tried to go inside to see what was going on, and the police said "You cant go inside, there is a dead person in there". Someone shot him, Emeka. Mr. Dikeocha is gone"
I started to cry. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. My heart was racing. My hands were shaking. I just couldn't believe that this was happening!
Ill be the first to admit that Mr. Dikeocha was not my favorite uncle, but he was one of my Dad's best friends. He was always around us. He was part of our extended family. He was there when I graduated from UNT. He was there when I bought my first car. He was there when I got my first offer letter for employment. Every significant achievement that myself or my brothers have ever had, Mr. Dikeocha was there. He prayed for us & he celebrated with us.
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Its been three days & I still cant belive he is gone. It feels like a bad dream or something. Just doesnt seem real.
Murdered??? Why??? Why would anyone want to hurt my uncle? This makes no sense! I just saw this man alive three weeks ago and now your telling me that no one will ever see him alive again. Even worse, he didnt die of ilness, he was killed by someone that wanted to rob him??
Fuck this world man. Seriously. This is bullshit. This man never harmed a hair on a single person. EVER. And his reward for being a good man is to be violently killed by some bastard that wanted to steal a couple hudred bucks. Fuck this shit.!!!!!!!!!
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I know that everthing happens for a reason and that this is God's will, but right now Im angry. I cant help it. No one deserves to go out like this. He didnt derseve this. His wife didnt deserve this & the five small children that are now fatherless didnt deserve this.
Sometimes I just hate the world we live in. This is cliche, and Im sorry to say this, but these are the things that force you to put life into perspective. It can be taken from you at a moments notice. Its not fair, but thats the way it is.
Business wise, my uncle was everything I hope to aspire to be. He was a CPA, an accountant & he sold cars on the side. He worked for himself, made his own money & owend several businesses. He was the sole provider for his wife and their 5 children, and they lived very comfortably. Next to my dad, I don't know anyone who worked harder than this guy.
Family wise, he was the everything a family man should be. My mother & I visited them three weeks ago, & he was mowing the lawn with his only son, Junior. My heart break for these children that are now fatherless & my auntie who is now a widow.
He loved his friends and he loved his Nigerian heritage. My uncle, my dad & Mr Dikeocha, were the three amigos. They were the best of friends and I know in their own way, each of them are mourning the loss of the dear friend. He was a shining star for his family in the US & back in Nigeria. He was well respected in the Nigerian community here in Dallas. He will definitely be missed.
Here is the article that ran in the Dallas Morning News a few days ago.
As for the way he passed, all I can say is that God will deal the individual or individuals responsible for this in due time. These people will never prosper. They will be caught & for their sake, I hope the police catch them first......
Till next time.....
Monday, June 23, 2008
back for the first time......
I don't intend on breaking that promise, so without further adieu.........
Day 232. No miracle today. More of the same. Maybe tomorrow will be the day....
Sometimes life can throw shit at you that is pretty tough to deal with. I'm gonna be honest here. I miss my ex girlfriend. I know at times, my actions may be contradictory, but I honestly miss her.
I MISS HER!
I don't know what I'm gonna do if this shit doesn't turn around. Being in this situation with someone you like is a piece of cake. You only "like" them right. You don't have anything invested in the relationship, you can brush yourself of and just move on to the next one.
Being in this situation with someone you love will is one of the hardest things Ive had to deal with in my 26 years on this earth. What makes this situation so difficult is that I can only blame one person.......ME. I'm so used to being the one with the "upper hand" in relationships. I'm always the one "in the right". I'm always the one contemplating giving someone a second or third chance. I have to be honest, Ive never been able to do it, so when I sit hear and ask this woman to do this thing Ive never been able to do, it make me sad, because I know that chances are really slim that this thing will end in my favor. I will say this : its very interesting to see how things are on the other side. When shit is your fault, you have absolutely no leverage at all. You cant say shit. You cant even make jokes about other people that have done things you are in "trouble" for. Being in this position with someone I genuinely care about has been the most depressing, lesson-has been learned; harsh bit of reality that has ever happened to me.
Ive been extremely vague about "the last straw", but trust me, if this woman can even look at me and smile, it will be a small miracle.
I know that its probably best if I just move on with my life, but I just cant. After everything that has happened, something in me still feels like she is the one. Maybe I'm in denial, maybe I'm selfish and stubborn, but this is just where I stand. One question that I find myself spending time debating is : When is it time to really move on? How long should you persist when all signs point to "no". I dunno man. Ive been told by many friends, that "If this is the girl you want: you'll do what it takes to get her back". My obvious response is :"Yes, she is worth it", but again I ask myself : When does "trying to get her back" turn into "crazy stalker that cant get a fucking clue"?. Something tells me that one way or another, I will have these answers very soon. Either way, this is the road I'm taking & I just have to have faith that things will work out for the best.
I feel trapped in my own self imposed prison. On one hand, I don't want her to move on. Selfish I know, but I don't want her to forget me. I want to remind her about the good times we had in hopes that she can look past our current situation and give me the second chance Ive been asking for. I know that all relationships are supposed to be equal. One person shouldn't have to chase or guilt trip the other back into the relationship, but still & with varied success, the guilt trip down memory lane, is my weapon of choice. I have no patience. This has been my flaw for years and I think I am too old to change. I just cant sit by idle while she attempts to move on with someone else. Even though, that might be what she needs to do in order to realize that I am the one for her. Something in me cant leave this up to fate to sort out. I got myself into this mess, I need to be the one to get myself out.
Just the idea of her calling some other dude her boyfriend makes me crazy. Like do something stupid , crazy. I cant imagine what ill do if I ever hear about her dating someone else; that's why I want to try to avoid that at all costs. I think I have silently made a pact with myself, that if she is "dating" someone else, then its probably in my best interest that I move one. Besides, prison stripes don't really look good on me, and that's probably what Id be wearing for the next 25 to life, if I ever heard about or witnessed her in a relationship with another dude. Again, hypocritical. Extremely hypocritical, but I think im entitled to feel this way. Call me crazy, but a crime of the heart far out ways a crime of the flesh. Shes always had my heart. If she decided to be in love with another, I really think something inside me would snap or break & I wouldn't be able to control the eventual rage & anger within that would consume everyone involved.
I know that the solution to this problem is no longer in my hands and that makes me crazy as well. It feels like no matter what I do, I just make the situation worse, but at the same time, if i do nothing I feel like I'm helping her move on. Catch 22.
What the fuck am I supposed to do?
That being said, everyday this thing lingers on is like one more day in prison. I keep scheming up ways to get out, but it only adds time to my sentence. "Prison" isn't fun. Writing this isn't fun. Feeling this way isn't fun. I feel like a shell of the person I used to be. Walking around ready to burst into tears in an instant, carrying this guilt and regret in me everyday, hoping for a miracle.
Day 233. No miracle today. More of the same. Maybe tomorrow will be the day....
I think I've already lost you
I think you're already gone
I think I'm finally scared now
You think I'm weak - but I think you're wrong
I think you're already leaving
Feels like your hand is on the door
I thought this place was an empire
But now I'm relaxed - I can't be sure
I think you're so mean - I think we should try
I think I could need - this in my life
I think I'm scared - I think too much
I know this is wrong it's a problem I'm dealing
If you're gone - maybe it's time to come home
There's an awful lot of breathing room
But I can hardly move
If you're gone - baby you need to come home, come home
Cuz there's a little bit of something me
In everything in you
I bet you're hard to get over
I bet the wound just won't shut
I bet my hands I can stay here
I bet you need - more than you mind
I think you're so mean - I think we should try
I think I could need - this in my life
I think I'm just scared - that I know too much
I can't relate and that's a problem I'm feeling
If you're gone - maybe it's time to COME home
There's an awful lot of breathing room
But I can hardly move
If you're gone - baby you need to come home, come home
Cuz there's a little bit of something me
In everything in you
Saturday, April 19, 2008
.....update
"How come guys act like they know what they want, but they mess up and make things so hard"
When I graduated from college, I had it all. My degree, a good job, proud parents, truck I always wanted, smoking hot Nigerian girlfriend that was everything I ever wanted. Almost three years later, my life is in shambles. And I am scrambling, trying to pick up the pieces.
Life is funny, when one thing goes great in your life, other things tend to go the opposite directions.......and in a hurry.
Well I finally got my "dream job". I am a Financial Analyst @ Random Retail Video Chain Inc. Making more money that I thought I could at this age [25 yrs & 11 months]& working with really good people. I think my career has taken a positive step in the right direction and I thank God for all his blessings in this regard.
However, my personal life at best can be compared to a really bad episode of Melrose Place. [Showing my age there], ill make it a little easier for some of you unfamiliar, a shitty black version of The Hills?? Hopefully that helps. Anyhow, the shit has really hit the fan. I heard a quote that best sums up what I'm going thru/having to deal with at the moment:
"inevitably, the further you run from your sins, the more exhausted you are when they catch up to you. And they do"
I keep asking my self how the hell I got here. What have I ruined? How will this shit effect my life going forward? I don't really know the answers now, but I am scared as hell to find out. Ive already resolved that if she can deal with this shit, then she is the one meant for me to marry. I pray God gives her the strength to face me after all of this plays out. If not then I guess it was never meant to be. Something in my gut tells me that I wont ever see or hear from her again. I just cant help feeling responsible for all of this. WAIT!!! I AM RESPONSIBLE. I put that poor girl through so much, and the ironic things is that all I really wanted to do was make her happy. Make us happy. Things have gone from bad, to worse, to horribly gone wrong. Life has a way of changing your plan just when you think you have it all figured out.
God please give me the strength to deal with all of this. I know that you don't put your children thru anything they cannot handle, but I have no idea how I'm gonna deal with this on my own. I don't think I am strong enough.
I know this post is fairly vague, but its the best I can do under the current conditions. For those of you who know me personally or frequent this blog regularly, I just ask that you don't ask me too many questions right now, because I'm still trying to find the answers. Ive been dealing with alot of heavy shit the last few months.
Just know that I need your prayers now more than ever.
Till next time.........
Thursday, March 6, 2008
Texas Two Step by Complex Simplicity
Till next time.......
Disappointed
I’m disappointed in the loss of Ohio and Texas, but I am more disappointed by the voting process
our voting area only had like 4 total machines to vote on….wtf is that? People, who went to vote after work, were still in line at 8pm waiting to vote. They wouldn’t let us caucus until the last vote was cast so all 600 of us had to wait outside in the cold…in mass confusion. No one knew what was going on, no one knew who was in charge, and no one knew what we were supposed to do next.
All information was pass around by word of mouth, and u just had to cross your fingers that the info u got was correct.
Once we all packed into the small elementary school gym at 805…we had to find our precinct # and shuffle around the packed gym till we found our table.
Now what?
No one knew what was going on, and the people running the caucus didn’t seem to know what was going on either. They didn’t have a megaphone or anything, so anytime they spoke, only about 20 people heard…
Garbage
Then they started playing games.
“Obama people to the right, Hillary to the left (of the table)”
10mins later, they move and spin the table…the say “Obama people to the north side, Hillary to the south side”
WTF
15 more minutes pass, then they whip out 3 lists, for us to sign in, on.
Do you know how long it takes 300 people to write an autobiography on a list (they asked for name, address, phone, email, race, gender, etc, etc)? Especially when no one knows what’s going on, there is no line, but a mass of humanity, and people are getting crushed into the voting table?
Anyways, so we sign the list, put our candidate down, and b4 we start out on our 15min trek to weave thru the crowd (to leave the table) they tell us not to leave. Why can’t we leave? No one knows
I was one of the first to sign the list, so I had to wait 40mins for everyone to sign on the list…and for the 3 people working the table, to count up all the Obama and Clinton votes.
Miserable
Remember this whole time, everyone’s starting to complain, everyone’s drenched in sweat, everyone crowded and pissed. There was this one disabled old blk lady that just spent the whole night correcting voting officials, yelling, arguing, and being annoying.
So, 940pm comes
They tell us the results of what we put on the list
Based on the side of our county, and how many people showed up to caucus, we were awarded a total of 23 delegates. 74% of the people voted for obama, so he got 17 of the 23.
Now what?
They split us up, obama one side of gym, Hillary on the other
They start up another list…now we need 17 people to volunteer to be a delegate, and drive to Frisco the last Sunday of the month, to pencil in our vote for obama. Not only do we need 17…but we need 17 alternatives, just in case the first 17 flake out
(Remember no one knows what’s going on this whole time…people are just yelling their name and getting it put on a list)
950p
Now, we have 34 people…and they hand the mic to each one, so they can “campaign” for a minute, saying they promise they will show up in Frisco, when they are supposed to, and they promise they will vote of obama and not Hillary
This is pointless and takes forever
(By now, it’s almost 10p… over 50% of everyone has left…and all of the other 2 precincts had left, since they were done (had less people in their group))
After they campaign… we all got in a line 100 people long…each of us have 17 votes…and we vote on which 17 people we want to represent us and go to Frisco to put in the vote
We don’t know any of these ninja’s… we couldn’t hear or remember what they said when they had the mic
WTF is going on
Anyways, we basically go up to the list, pick a random 17 out of the 34 names
Then finally we are done at 10 10 pm
3hours 10mins
Terrible
Then I go home…find out Hillary won the popular vote, and it’s like a kick in the groin
I guess the only saving grace is that… all that effort I put into the caucus process might count for something cuz it looks like Obama won the Texas Caucus vote.
(Popular vote determines 2/3 of the delegates; Caucus determines 1/3 of the delegates)
Conclusion…
The voting process is so confusing and inconvenient… on purpose, I feel, to disenfranchise people.
They (the powers that be) don’t want u to vote, they wanna do whatever they wanna do…and don’t want lil elections to get in their way
Friday, February 22, 2008
Random Thoughts on a Friday
Hannah Montanna
I guess I am getting old because this phenomenon just boggles my mind. I was at the movies a few weeks ago, I think I saw Cloverfield [which by the way is a great movie], and as I was walking to my theatre I noticed a line almost wrapped around the building. My first thought was, there must be a private screening of something playing. But as many of you know, I usually have the hook up on these kinds of things, and I hadn't heard of anything major coming down the pipe line. Further more, the closer I got to my theater, the more I started to notice the faces in this ridiculously long line. Pimples, ponytails, braces and parents. WTF is going on. My curiosity finally got the best of me and I had to ask the popcorn guy, "What are these kids doing in this line?". With a smirk on his face, he replied "Man, they are here for that Hannah Montanna concert".................[dumb face] huh?! I wish I had my camera on me, because this line was ridiculous. Something similar to those fools that waited in line for the iphone or ps3 during xmas time. Actually this line might have been longer than that, but you get the point. After talking to some other people that worked at the theater [im so nosey], most of these people had "camped" out in line for almost 2hours. Are you kidding me? What is the basis of this girls appeal? I just don't get it. Couple days later, I had done some reading about this anomaly, and it appears that this chick is making major bucks off this bit. Her concert tickets are costing folks $1000 bucks a pop.........and they are selling out!!! Also, I read that the reason these people were "camping out", was because Disney, the corporate masterminds behind this whole thing, promoted the movie/concert as a limited release..........so they could guilt trip millions of parents into taking their kids to see it before Disney stoped showing it, only to turn around the next weekend & announce that they would extend the movies release for another week [to rake in even more money]. WOW. Capitalism at its finest. Britney, Lindsay Lohan, & Paris are fuckin up & this 13 yr old chick is cashing in.........
Obama v Clinton: Texas Death Match
Caught the tail end of this thing last night & I really wish I could have been there. The debate in Austin had the feel of a heavy weight chamionship fight. Each candidate stood toe to toe & battled on every issue imaginable. From Castro to homeland security, it seemed like everyone in the audience [including me] marveled at how both candidates were so poised & answered every question with the confidence and conviction that our future president should have. Its a shame that one of them has to lose. I actually felt sorry for Hilary last night. At some points it seemed like she resorted to dirty politics instead of just sticking to the issues. She has things on her side that work in her favor. She has the experience to lead on day one. She is a fighter. Instead of playing to those strengths, she called out Obama, for plagiarising some of his speeches, a tactic that didn't go over well with the packed crowd at the University of Texas. When Obama had his time to address this non issue, he once again rose to the occasion, played to the crowd & shifted the focus of the debate back to where it belonged: The issues of the American people. It seems like my dreams of having them on the same ticket are fading fast. Based on their current platforms, there is no way either one of them can pick the each other as a running mate. Shame. I'm voting on March 4th..........are you?
Business Relationship gone bad
I recently had to sever ties with a few associates this week. In my quest to find something to motivate me in my post college life, Ive decided that the prospect of owning my own business is something I really want to do. I am money motivated. Is funny how ill be sitting in class struggling to stay awake, but if we are talking about a deal that will put 20k in my pocket, im up all night reading and doing the research. Anyhow, I am really just wanting to supplement my 9-5 income with additional income through side investments and other things. Well, in the process I got mixed up with a couple guys that turned out to no be very trustworthy. Long story short I was dealing with people who had nothing to lose. I closed a few deals with them (all legal) & I was able to get out of some deals without having to come out of pocket or having my credit effected. This is pretty significant, because im sure most of you know people that have gotten burned on bad investment decisions. Thankfully this didnt happen to me. Through this process, Ive learned many important lessons; 1) Any business relationship should be equally beneficial 2) If you are hearing things that seem to good to be true, they usually are & 3) Document EVERYTHING [helps when a deal turns into a he said- he said]. This post is pretty vague, but I cant reveal my plans for world domination. I didn't make much in terms of monetary gain, but the experiences Ive had in the last 6 months will help make future business ventures all the more stronger. Just know, that when others are sleeping, I'm awake thinking of ways to make a dollar out of 15 cents........
Making the Band
When did this show get this good? I am hooked!! Like Tyron Biggums hooked!!! Making the Band 4 is the greatest things since sliced bread!! . I don't know what it is about seeing how the other half live, but when you put these people in certain situations, it makes for entertaining television. Danity Kane, Da Band & Donnie all in the same house recording albums in a condensed time frame.......Genius. That Aubrey O`Day! Hot like fire! Hmm Hmm Hmm! Donnie you fool!! I know what Q did was messed up, but damn son, seriously, what the hell were you thinking??? Tear.
Side note: This is gonna sound really gay, but that song "Exclusive" grew on me and found its way into my ipod and into my current truck lisening rotation. "All of a sudden, my vision became so clear......" Im sorry but this song is off the chain....
Quote of the year
I was talking with a good friend of mine the other day I'm not sure how we got on this topic, but we were talking about gold diggers & cougars. Don't ask! Anyway, my friend spent time in Seattle last year he was trying to tell me that the gold diggers in Seattle are the boldest creatures on the face of planet. Me being naturally skeptical, told him to prove it. So he started telling me this story about how he approached this female in the club. After exchanging pleasantries he went in for the kill:
Friend: So what kind of man are you looking for? Whats your motivation right now? Whats on your mind?
Gold Digger: *smacks gum obnoxiously* Well uh, to be perfeckly honest, I gotta take care of my son & my brother. So I really just need a man to "make it rain on my rent".
Friend: *walks off in stunned disbelief*
WOW. The first time I heard this, I was driving & almost wrecked my truck. That is some bold, wild ass shit.
That's all I got for now.
Till next time....
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Clemens shelled by Congress

Whatever Clemens thought he'd get out of turning a sporting controversy into a federal case courtesy of this congressional hearing never materialized. He scored few points while getting caught up in his own words, nonsensical logic and twisted timelines, even before his friend and former teammate Andy Pettitte laid him out.
Presumably there are people in America who still believe Clemens is the only honest man in this entire sordid steroid scandal, that the entire world (friends included) decided one day to gang up and frame him, that he is just a trusting victim here, but other than those on his considerable payroll, they were hard to find anywhere near room 2154 of the Rayburn House Office Building on this cold, rainy day.
Clemens was doomed from the start, crushed by sworn affidavits and repeated under-oath testimony from Pettitte and his wife Laura – almost unimpeachable witnesses – who not only backed up the words of former trainer Brian McNamee, but blew Clemens' own stories out of the water.
Congressmen Henry Waxman of California and Elijah Cummings of Maryland double-teamed Clemens early, and no amount of ensuing sympathetic lawmakers, McNamee creepiness or Clemens campaign speeches could bail him out.
"I found McNamee very credible," Waxman said after the hearing. "I thought what he said had a lot of credibility."
Clemens is almost assuredly going to face federal perjury charges after he continued to stick to a story that stood in stark contrast with repeated under-oath testimony of everyone else. Once the Pettittes – and former teammate Chuck Knoblauch – backed McNamee's word over Clemens', this was no longer about he said, he said.
This was he said, everyone said.
"You understand you're under oath," Cummings kept asking Clemens, almost dumbfounded that the pitcher could be so brazen under oath.
What else could Cummings do? It was stunning to watch Clemens hang himself, trying to worm his way out from under Pettitte's testimony.
"I'm looking for an independent source to tell me what to believe," Cummings said. "There are a number of things that make (Pettitte's) testimony swing the balance over to Mr. McNamee. And a number of them come from your own words."
It was one thing for Clemens to attack the credibility of McNamee, who has his own ethical issues, but Pettitte testified not only about his own drug use. Just for honesty's sake, he admitted a few more things, and thereby became unassailable.
Clemens could only offer that Pettitte must have "misheard" or "misremembered" the detailed account Pettitte gave about Clemens telling him that he took HGH. But he had no answer for the fact that Pettitte's wife, in a sworn affidavit, said that her husband told her of the conversations at that time and the stories haven't changed.
It was a double barrel shot of destruction, the Pettittes asserting that their close friend was now not just a cheat, but a liar.
Clemens had nothing, just pathetic ramblings about how he was a great American for pitching at the Olympics, how if he was guilty of anything it was "being too nice," and throwing everyone from his agents, to his mother, to his wife under the bus of blame.
According to Clemens, this was just one big conspiracy, apparently. But he looked like a guy who's been surrounded by yes men for decades, someone so removed from reality he figured he could come to Capitol Hill, talk loud, and everyone would nod and leave him alone.
Only a couple of our most inane lawmakers bought any part of his nonsense defense.
His factual arguments were particularly ridiculous. He claimed Pettitte must be confused, because if Pettitte really thought Clemens had used HGH, he would have come and asked Clemens about the drug before taking it himself.
But Pettitte did think Clemens was using HGH and didn't discuss it with Clemens.
Cummings pointed out the failed logic behind that argument. Only to have Clemens repeat it a couple more times.
When Clemens claimed McNamee lied to save himself from prosecution, Cummings pointed out that McNamee told Pettitte about Clemens' drug use in 2002, which means he would have been predicting the future. How is that possible?
"I don’t know," Clemens said.
It was all he had, like a struggling pitcher waiting for a bullpen to come save him.
"It's hard to believe you, sir," Cummings said. "It's hard to say that; you are one of my heroes. But it's hard to believe you."
And Rep. Mark Souder after the hearings: "I found Clemens almost as believable as Rafael Palmeiro."
The lengthy hearings were predictably foolish and distracted at times, unnecessary tangents explored for no apparent reason.
In classic Washington fashion, things occasionally broke along partisan lines. Somehow Republicans and Democrats around here can't agree on anything, even the circumstances surrounding the formation of a "palpable mass" on Clemens' backside.
Clemens' best moments came when McNamee was skewered for his tendency to lie – mostly to newspaper reporters. But even that was Washington gumption; the idea that politicians should lecture anyone about telling the truth is absurd.
The most vocal grandstander was Rep. Dan Burton of rural Indiana, who absolutely skewered McNamee.
"This is really disgusting," Burton said. "I don't know what to believe. I know what I don't believe and that's you."
Strong words from a guy who while cheating on his wife knocked up his girlfriend and went years without visiting his son (though he was kind enough to cut him some checks).
But that's America and this is its pastime.
One of Clemens' chief problems was he was fighting on difficult ground. The contested points of his story centered on whether he took performance enhancing drugs, whether he told people he took them, whether he participated in witness tampering and whether he changed his under oath stories. These all were the heart of the matter here.
For McNamee, the debate was about whether he accurately remembered whether Clemens was at a party at Jose Canseco's house, a fairly unimportant detail, or whether he told tales in the newspapers, which is not a crime.
Clemens could never counter why McNamee was telling the truth about Pettitte and Knoblauch, but lying about him. Or why Pettitte was lying at all.
"Andy would have no reason to (lie)," Clemens said. "He's my friend."
Since everyone here acknowledged that one side must be lying and no one thought it was Pettitte, guess who that left with a self-imposed, ill-fated and unnecessary perjury charge on the horizon?
Dan Wetzel is Yahoo! Sports' national columnist. Send Dan a question or comment for potential use in a future column or webcast.
Updated on Wednesday
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
Obama Assassination?

Sunday, February 3, 2008
18 -1: Go Trademark That!!!

Michael Strahan!!!! Can you believe that he almost missed all of this? Number 92 is the new poster child for the "I dont need training camp" athlete. After missing training camp and starting slow the first two games, this 15 year veteran got in game shape and has been a vital part of the best pass rush in the NFL. Tonight they got after Tom Brady for sixty minutes and made him as uncomfortable in the pocket as ive ever seen him this year. He never had time for to complete the deep ball and when he did get a pass off, he paid for it everytime. [5 sacks & at least 30 hits & pressures]
What can you say about Osi Umenyiora?? It does my heart good to see a fellow Nigerian having this kind of success in Americas game. He is a wonderful role modle. It doesnt matter where you come from, if you work hard, you can make your dreams come true!!This sack machine was part of the brilliant Giants gamplan to pound Tom Brady. Ive never seen a team put that much pressure on Brady & the Patriots. They crushed Brady everychance they got & also made the Patriots running game a nonfactor. Can you believe that San Diego almost made Osi part of the Eli trade 4 years ago??Where the hell did this guy come from. Pretty much a non factor in the last 12 games weve played, he took the burdon off of Plaxico by having a break out game tonight. I also have to give an honorably mention to Steve Smith, who made up for his dropped pass - interception, by becoming a clutch third wide reciever & making some big 3rd down receptions. Ive seen this guy get progressively better each week during these playoffs & im excited to see what he will bring to our team next year. Everyone of our receivers played their part in this win tonight. Boss, Tyree, Smith, Toomer, Burress. They all made plays tonight. Total team effort. Im happy for Tyree. This play he made on 3rd & 5 will be replayed over and over for years to come. I think I aged 5 years after I saw this play unfold. HOLY SHIT!!!
Watching Plaxico catch this touchdown pass brought tears to my eyes. It made the dream real. It meant so much for so many reasons. Plaxico has been fuckin hurt all year and has consistantly played at a high level. How fitting it is that this warrior would be the one to catch the game winning touchdown in the biggest game of the year. He took so much heat this week for merely refusing to give the Patriots 19-0. He talked the talk & walked the walk. This wasn't just the ending to one of the best Super Bowls you will ever see. It was the ending to as good a football story as has ever been written, by any team in any year.Friday, January 25, 2008
Lupe The Fiasco.......

Went to the Lupe Fiasco concert on Wednesday night @ the House of Blues. It was my first time at this venue & I have to say, its pretty nice. It was a very big "arena" and by the time Lupe performed, the place was packed. A little too packed. Like uncomfortable packed. I hate to dwell on the negative but I couldnt fully realize the greatness that is Lupe Fiasco, because I had to ward off the "i just threw up in my mouth a little" advances of an over weight bum ass drunken idiot that was dressed like a girl. Man, she committed so many violations, I don't even know where to begin....wait......yes I do. Ill give you the top two......
Violation #1 : Why are you touching me?
I'm minding my business, trying to enjoy the concert & I feel this gooey doe-like substance brushing up against me. It was her fuckin breasts dude. Cloverfield is hunching me!!!! Were not even close the stage, so there is no chance of you moving up to get a better view, and this fool is pressing up against me like she is playing man defense. Are you kidding me? She kept pressing her national geographics against me in an attempt to see better. "I thought Nell Carter was dead.......GIMMIE A BREAK!!!" There were times when I would swear her drunk ass was copping a feel. Sick!!!Every once and a while I would try to give her the "get the fuck off me look", but all she would do is try to make this weird ass eye contact with me like she was trying to put me in a trance or something. It eventually got so bad that I started pressing up against my homeboy in a effort to get the hell away from this ghoul. So I got Yokozuna trying to get fresh from behind & I'm pushing up on my friend. WHAT THE FUCK!!! My friend had to check me because I was getting too close. Damn!!! Julian, you are so wrong for tellin me to back up. Why don't you just feed me to the lion's? or Step on my head while I'm drowning??? I was fucking trapped. This went on for 2 good hours. By the time they [rocksteady & beebop] left, I was so tired and irritated, I couldn't really get into the concert like everybody else. Tear.......
Violation # 2 Am I deaf???
Can you believe it. There is more!! When she wasn't trying to give me an anal probe, this beast was fucking screaming at the top of her lungs. Mind you, we are in a pack arena, loud music playing, standing room only. We are at a concert where everyone knows the words to every song and is singing along with Lupe. This byches voice can be heard above all of that and her annoying shrieks were going directly into my right ear drum. Im still recovering from the trauma. "Lupe I looooooooooooooooooooooooooove you!!!!!!" "Hip hop saved my LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIFE!!!!!!" I don't advocate hitting women, but this girl was begging for a stone cold stunner. She was yelling so loud I felt like she was doing the shit on purpose. I wanted to say "Bitch, he cant fuckin hear you. Shut the fuck up!!!!!". I didn't say that, because here dyke girlfriend looked pretty tough and I didn't want not trouble. Man this bych pretty much ruined 4 songs for me. Was it a coincidence that it was the 4 songs I was looking forward to hearing...........prolly so. I must have done something really foul in a previous life, because I was getting punished all night..........
Other than that.............the concert was pretty good. Lupe is actually a bit of a showman. He treats every song as an individual performance, which is kinda refreshing. I really liked the fact that he had a live band behind him. It kinda gave the concert an "Unplugged" kinda feel. Excluding the fact that I had this behemoth trying her best to waste my money, I was able to walk away from the concert feeling satisfied and making a mental note to buy better seats the next time Lupe is in town.......
Only the good die young........
What the fuck?? That was my initial reaction when I first heard the news about Heath Ledgers untimely death. I was actually shocked and saddend by this. I know the world will remember him for his questionable choice in movie roles (Brokeback Mountain) , but it was this movie that brought Mr. Ledger out of obscurity and into my dvd collection. I remember the first time I saw this movie.[Ten things I hate about you] I was on a recruiting visit to Texas A&M. Me and my best friend at the time, took our "booze money" and just went to the movies. [Ya, I know, we were pretty lame in those days. Instead of gettin drunk & chasing tale, we went to the movies like a couple of homos. ] Anyway, I remember feeling so gay for watching this at first. I really wasnt into "white movies" or anything where there were limited signs of blackness. I guess I was stuck in highschool "affraid to be different" mode. My friend Brandon (Big white boy), convinced me to try this type of movie out & im really glad I listened to him. Ten Things I Hate About You is a Shakespearean adaptation of The Taming of the Shrew set in an American high school. This movie isnt a classic by Gary Cogill standards, but I remember watching this movie and thinking "this aint so bad." I even enjoyed the ska/ rock bands that were featured throughout the movie. Pretty much, this was the first "against my norm" experience & the fact that it was different and I actually liked it, really helped me do things outside my comfort zone. I guess because I was in highschool at the time, I was able to relate to alot of what was in the movie. It just worked for me. I like to think that because I watched this movie, I was able to have an open mind about other films, other types of music & other things that are "against my norm". Damn man, he was really good in this movie. Cant believe this dude is dead. There are times in your life where you can hear a song, see a movie/actor & you can identify with them, because you you were exposed to those things at a significat ponit in your life. Im proud to say that I can do that with this movie & this actor. This was a truly gifted actor and his talents will be missed. May he rest in perfect peace. Cant wait to see the "Dark Knight" this summer, dont sleep on that one. From what ive seen & read, Ledger's portrayal of Joker is the stuff of legend....Till next time.......
When Life gives you lemmons.......
"Experience is what you get, when you dont get what you want""The brick walls that are in our way, are there for a reason. They are not there to keep us out, they are there to give us a way to show: How much we want it"
What do you do when you fail? What do you do when things dont turn out the way you want them to? What do you do when you feel like you are so close to reaching your goals, & in reality there is still a long way to go?
You do what few can, what others think about & what most dont know how to do. You fuckin get up and finish the job. When you fall, you dust your self off and try again. You think about how you felt at that moment in time where you fell short. You embed those thoughts, sights, sounds & words in your brain & let that be your motivation toward success. You do what you were taught to do.You do what youve always done in situations like this; you rise to the occasion.
.....its time to wreck & Gitter done!
Monday, January 21, 2008
Random thoughts on a Monday night…..
So the other day at my place of employment, im sitting at my desk, minding my own business when I feel a "rain drop" touch my ear. Your probably thinking, "How can it rain in an office. What the hell are you talking about?" You are half right, ill explain, just keep reading. Before I was able to process what the hell just touched my ear, I heard a loud cough/ sneezing noise & before I knew it, I felt a surge of liquid splash over the right side of my body & on to my desk. Stunned & pissed, I yelled "what the f&#$", and I turned around ready to kill someone. [I initially thought someone had wasted water on me……on purpose.] When I turned around, the reality of the situation was a lot worse. My 60 yr old female co-worker, had choked on coffee & spewed it all over her cubical & all over me. HOLY SHIT!!! This b**** threw up partially digested coffee all over my arm, my papers & my keyboard. I just stood there and looked at her. I was too pissed to acknowlege the millions of , "im sorrys that came out of her mouth". I think I have come a long way with this anger issue I have. Because old Emeka, would have quickly given her a brutal tounge lashing without thinking twice. New Emeka, slowly un-bawled his fists, forced a smile & quietly walked to the restroom [where he screamed an un Godly amount of explitives as he cleaned upchuck coffee off of his wool sweater.] This happened at about 8 am last Thursday morning. Not a bad way to start your day right?
You’re a personal trainer??? Seriously???
I was at the gym the other day [people watching instead of working out], when I saw what looked like a gym member getting work out tips from a personal trainer. What kept my attention on this otherwise normal gym interaction, was the fact that the personal trainer looked about 50 pounds overweight and severely out of shape. If my memory serves me correctly, I want to say that I saw a bead of sweat racing down the side of his forehead as he was explaining proper technique on an ab machine. [This happened a few days ago, so its not really fresh in my mind] Call me crazy, but shouldn’t personal trainers be in shape and not look like they are a twinkie away from obesity. Is that too much to ask? You may be giving me bullshit advice, but i need my trainer to at least deceive me with his appearance by being in shape. I understand that not all things hinge on physical appearance, but dang, shouldn’t personal fitness be an unspoken requirement when one fills out an application to be a personal trainer? I don’t understand how you can pay a personal trainer 50 bucks an hour & take him seriously when he looks like fat Albert in spandex. Hey hey hey........
Why aren’t you drinking?
I’ve decided to take a break on the alcohol. Well at least the hard stuff. I think ill limit myself to the occasional glass of wine, but that’s about it. I recently started working on my abs during workouts & I've actually made progress reducing the keg to a case of 24. [Small victories folks] But seriously, Im starting to see some real progress & I think the only thing standing in my way of a washboard stomach, is my addiction to frozen margaritas & corona. I think im going to try to abstain for a month and see where that gets me. But people are making it hard for me to say no. Its like people have this innate urge to help you fall off the wagon when they find out you trying to cut back on something. Let’s say for instance you go to a happy hour spot to hang out with friends and you give them your spiel about not wanting to drink. The rest of the night you have to stand up to peer pressure as they go out of their way to put a drink in your hand. Instead of a “That’s cool, good luck with that”, you are greeted with this confused sideways look of disbelief. “Your not drinking? C’mon, this rounds on me”. I almost feel like a woman rejecting the advances of a creepy old guy, every time I have to say no. And they always try to entice you by saying it’s on them. As if im some cheap fuck who doesn’t want to shell out the cash for a drink. UGH!!! I guess the best way to avoid this situation is to just stay at the house, but that’s no fun right?
Who’s your team?
In light of the Giants improbable run in the playoffs, I thought id just put it out there where my allegiances lie as far as other sports go. This time of year, you see a lot of bandwagon jumpers and, to me , that’s the worst sports insult there is. There is nothing worse than a bandwagon, front running, sports center watching, always rooting for the team that’s winning at the moment jackass. So in an effort to not be confused with the aforementioned fools here ya go:
Football – NY Giants (the biggest no brainer on this list)
Basketball – Dallas Mavericks. (I grew up watching Derek Harper & Shawn Bradley and Pop Eye Jones stink up reunion arena every other night with my parents. The last couple of seasons have caused me to detach myself emotionally, but these are still my boys.
Honorable mention to: any team Allen Iverson plays for & the Lakers (before Kobe ruined the team) I like how the Suns play, but not enough to root for them if they play the Mavs……
Hockey – Don’t give a shit
Soccer – Manchester, Liverpool & Real Madrid
Baseball – NY Yankees ( I love the fact that they can buy anybody they want)
College Football – UNT (by default) I really liked Texas but then they recruited Chris Simms. Im pretty neutral & don’t really care either way.
College Basketball – UNT (by default) I dunno man, I remember when college basketball had stars & I used to care more. Now a days people go to school for a year and bounce. I used to love watching Iverson @ Georgetown & Camby @ UMASS. But that was years ago when kids tricked you into thinking they wanted an education by staying in school for at least 3yrs. I guess im neutral in this one too.
I think that about covers it. Hopefully this written record will help clarify any questions about my sports allegiances. I didn’t really have to do this, but some people just love to argue……….you know who you are……..
......till next time
Sunday, January 20, 2008
In my wildest dreams........

As I'm writing this my heart is racing, my hands are trembling and I have the biggest shit eating grin on my face! I love the Giants, but in my wildest dreams, given this teams overall performance this season, I did not expect this. The New York Football Giants are going to the fuckin Super Bowl. Can you believe this???? There arent enough words in the english language to express how good it feels to write that. Giants fans re-read that last sentence. Giants haters get off my blog! LOL I love this. All the hate, all the criticism, all the Eli jokes. Who is laughing now?? How long can this magical run last? I pray that we can keep this thing rolling at least 2 more weeks. Right now, win or lose, this season is a success. I hate to say that, because we obviously want to win the whole thing, but that's the reality. Think about how this season started. Our [un gratefull] hall of fame ex running back goes on television and publicly rips our starting QB. We start the season 0-2. Our defense cant stop anyone. Eli`s play is consistantly inconsistant. The media was ready to run our coach out of town. Im not gonna lie, things looked bleak. Then miraculously this thing turned around. We win 6 straight games, avoid our classic second half of the season collapse & we end up running through the NFC playoffs on the road and book a trip to the Super Bowl. I cant begin to explain how proud I am to be a Giants fan right now. I know the whole world will be picking against us...........just like they did when we played Dallas & Green Bay, but that's ok. We are 10-0 on the road this season and I have all the confidence in the world that number 11 is very possible. I know the Patriots beat us in the regular season, but you can talk to the Packers & Cowboys about how regular season wins translate in the playoffs. We have a difficult task ahead, but we have a chance. Im hoping we show up in Arizona and make the most of it. My God, The New York Giants are the NFC Champions. Unbelievable!!I apologize if this entry seems sloppy and unorganized, but damn this is insane.
I have to give a game ball to Plaxico Burress. He has been hobbled with a bad wheel all year & he still produces when it matters. He took the Packers best cover corner to school today. After watching the first half, where Plaxico torched Al Harris relentlessly, you would have thought that the Packer coaching staff would have rolled coverage to help this guy out. They didn't and Mr. Harris got raped: 11 catches for 154 yards. Not a bad game for a guy who barely made the Pro Bowl.....
What can you say about this guy? In his 4th Season, he is living up to his much hyped potential. Eli Manning is going to the Super Bowl. I wont sit here and say that Ive always thought he was the guy for our franchise.In fact at one point this season, I felt like we may need to draft a QB. He is proving all his critics wrong!! His play is the main reason we are on this magical run. In 85 pass attempts he hasn't thrown a single interception. Eli Manning has officially arrived, and just in time to take his New York Giants on an improbable trip to the Super Bowl.
WOWThe agony of defeat...

....and the thrill of victory!
Sunday, January 13, 2008
One Giant Step

Eli Manning & the New York Giants are headed to the NFC Championship game. Tony Romeo will be watching the game on television, probably in Mexico. Ha!
For me personally, as a die hard Giants fan, this win, over the Cowboys (in Dallas), after starting 0-2 & under these circumstances; is probably the greatest thing I have ever witnessed. Being a Giants fan in the same town as a division rival hasn't been easy, especially this season. You play the Cowboys home & away, so you have to hear people talk shit and downgrade your team twice a year. What makes things even more frustrating is how people mock, question & openly disrespect you for being a Giants fan. To me, its really shocking how cocky people can get when they start to win a few games, after not winning a playoff game in 11 years............excuse me 12 years; or the fact that Cowboy fans are making plans for Glendale even though they [Cowboys] have lost 5 straight playoff games........oh wait 6 straight playoff games [that's an NFL record]. Whats even more shocking is how after the final whistle blew, the same people that went out of their way to remind me how the Giants got swept by the Cowboys in the regular season; the same people that consistently mock Eli Manning; the same people that told me that we had no chance of winning are now not answering phone calls, walking around with the mope face & contemplating suicide. I saw this coming & im loving every minute of it! Its your own fault. I don't feel sorry for any of you people who shed tears today [I wont drop any names Mr. Terrell "Get ya Kleenex ready" Owens]. Blame your arrogance. Blame you stupidity [many Cowboys were spotted at night clubs this weekend getting drunk. I wont drop names Ken Hamlin] Blame Patrick Creighton. HE SUCKS!!!! If you check my archives, I predicted that this idiot would end up costing the Cowboys when it mattered most. Those dropped passes were HUGE. If he catches that big one he dropped in the second half this blog entry probably doesnt exist. Still think he's a nice third reciever? Blame Roy Williams & Jacques Reeves. These poor bastards cant cover or tackle. They were the obvious weak link & were exposed over & over again. Steve Smith & Kevin Boss [both rookies] torched these guys [Williams & Reeves] all night & played a key rolls in the Giants victory today. Blame Eli Manning. Say what you want about Eli Manning, but the fact remains that he is still playing. Hes playing smart, efficient football & he picked a perfect time to do it.The most consistent QB`s are still playing & the inconsistent & distracted ones are at home watching. Period. But most of all blame the Giants. The better team won today.
So take your franchise record 13 wins, NFL record 12 Pro Bowlers, NFC East Championship, ridiculous 3rd string receiver who thinks hes a superstar, mexican get a way QB, clueless dumbface coach who cant win playoff games, & any other useless stats & excuses that you Cowboy homers like to throw around and stick them straight up your..................! And if you are a little slow and dont know what to do with all that stuff, you have a lot of time to think about it, because the Cowboys off season officially begins now!! Deal with it.
We are 9-1 on the road this year [another NFL record] and we will be looking for number 10 next week at Lambeau.
How bout them Giants......
Tuesday, January 8, 2008
The 800lbs Gorrila
Always late guy
This guy is notorious for being late.....and likes it. This is his bit. This is his claim to fame. Even on the most solemn occasions this guy will find a way to be late; thus putting all the attention on his tardiness instead of the event he should have been on time for. If by some miracle you lie to him about the time he should be there and he shows up "on time", rest assured that he is plotting and planning a way to be late to something else. Dealing with this guy is tricky, because you don't want to make a big deal about him being late all the time (sounding like a nagging woman), but it still needs to be addressed because it happens so frequently that its become a problem. His presence is generally required when planning trips or events, otherwise you wouldn't really care about him being late. Catch 22 I guess. If I keep writing about this guy, ill be late too.....
Wedding crasher guy
Yes. These people actually exist. They show up to weddings uninvited and make things uncomfortable by getting mad when told that they can't come in. I don't like to name drop but Nicola and Von had the unenviable task of telling these crashers that they couldn't get in. They did a great job and deserve kudos for their efforts. I just wonder how on earth you could take the time to get ready for a wedding that you weren't invited to. WHY??!! People never cease to amaze me. Since common sense isn’t so common, I guess I can see where they r coming from......well not really......
Invited guest becomes a liability guy
This is the guy you invite somewhere and end up wishing you didn't because off all the problems & irritations their presence brings. As a general rule of thumb, when ever I get invited somewhere I try to just go with the flow & not become a liability to those around me ; So no one can say "who invited this guy". And if they do say that, its more of a “why don’t we bring this guy around more often”, than anything else. I think you guys catch my drift on this one. Anyways, some people just do too much, and this guy is def one them. Inviting this guy somewhere gives you tired head, because his antics and lack of reasoning really make u question & second guess your own judgment [for inviting him]. It doesn't happen every time you hang out with him, but it happens just enough to where you have to think really hard about including him in future plans....
Blogger who notices the mundane guy
I guess this would be me. I spent a lot of time being pissed off at the aforementioned groups of people this weekend and I'm not really sure why. Why do I care about the inconsideration of others when it has no direct effect on me? I guess my observant nature won't let me turn a blind eye. In a perfect world, I really wish these people would have left their alter egos at home and just concentrated on the real reason we all came together this weekend. I should know this by now, but the world is far from perfect and I guess this is true of people too. Maybe this goes back to me expecting too much from people. I just can't accept saying "oh well, that's just how they are"..… I was listening to a speech the other day, by Randy Pausch; he has been diagnosed with pancreatic cancer and was recently told by his docotors that he doesnt have very long to live. Instead of spending his time "dying", hes decided to enjoy every minute he has left. These days he is going around the country doing a lecture series called the "Last Lecture". Given his circumstances this lecture is a refreshing take on life and how to truly live it to the fullest. (if you haven't seen it please click here, trust me you'll enjoy it.) Anyways, in the lecture he states:
"We all have people in our lives that do things your not gonna like, but what I've found is that no one is pure evil. If you wait long enough they will eventually show you their good side." You cant make them do it in a hurry, but u can be patient"
Anyone who knows me, knows that I don't have any [patience]! I guess I have something to work on for the new year.
Till next time....

