Every working comedian is gonna be required to have at least one Obama joke in his/her repertoire, so I’ve taken my first stab at it. Check out the top Youtube clip in the right margin. It’s all I got for now ;)
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First the My President is Black All Black Affair, and now this? I realize that I’m just giving added publicity to this offer, but I had to ask:
How does this honor President-Elect Obama? What’s the logic here?
“Our president is Black… And Black don’t crack… If your face is cracking come on down for some face injections …”
Come on y’all. We can’t keep attaching this man’s name to any and everything. Let’s not cheapen this moment.
OK, so I’ve been thinking a lot lately about who could play Barack Obama in the [inevitable] movie about his meteoric rise and historic accomplishment. His physical appearance immediately rules out some of Black Hollywood’s current default players (Don Cheadle, Chiwitel Ejiofor — not even Denzel could pull this one off ;). But I actually think that’s a good thing. No need to take jobs away from qualified light-skinned actors ;) Beige brothas need love too!
Here are a few of my early choices to play Pres-Elect Obama:
Giancarlo Esposito - Been in-heart with him since School Daze. He could be ”President Big Brother Almigh-TY”
Harry J. Lennix - IMO, one of the closest to Barack in appearance. Picture him thinner with his hair cut real close… ;) Continue reading ‘Barack Obama: The Motion Picture’
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This is Barack Obama. He is the 44th President of the United States of America.
Now, on the far left here we have ‘Ciroc Obama’ — a drink our gracious host Martin created and served at his election night party. It consisted of Ciroc Vodka, pineapple juice (to honor Barack’s Hawaiian upbringing) and a little cranberry juice (to remember the blood of our fallen ancestors). Creative, yet deep. Gold star for Martin! In the middle are me and BFF Kellz being overwhelmed by the moment. And on the right is Jesse Jackson in the midst of an equally ugly cry… I couldn’t resist ;)
What an amazing evening! GO-BAMA!!!
So YAY!!! I just voted. And I gotta say I’ve never been so happy to stand in such a long line in my life!
I vote in Ward 7, Southeast Washington, D.C. and when I got to the polling place at 6:15 this morning (polls opened at 7) I was more than happy to walk around the corner and halfway down the next street to get in the back of the line. I’d never seen anything like it.
I had planned to watch the results at home alone because I didn’t think I could stand to be at an ‘election party’ where there might be other people talking when I was trying to hear what the newscasters were saying. But after the comradery I felt while waiting in line this morning, I don’t want to experience tonite by myself. If things go the way I’ve prayed they do I’m gonna want to celebrate for sure! And if they go the other way, well… I’m gonna need some help flipping over cars ;)
Just kidding… Kinda ;)
Yay for today! Vote, vote, vote!
Even if you’re not voting for Barack.
(The views expressed in the previous sentence are not necessarily the views of Erin Jackson or any of her friends and associates.)
photo courtesy of: The Ladner Report
Hey y’all, my mom just forwarded me this post yesterday so it’s obviously been floating around since at least the beginning of the month and I’m probably hecka late, but I feel like it’s a story worth forwarding — especially when there are so many baseless, negative e-mails about Senator Obama floating around…
Here’s the synopsis: About 20 years ago, there was a young newlywed at an airport on her way to meet her new husband who had flown to their new home in Norway ahead of her. When she got to the counter she was told she’d have to pay a $100 fee in order to bring her second bag on board. She had no money and no one to call for help. But the man standing behind her in line offered to pay for her bag so she could bring all her belongings with her on her trip. Continue reading ‘Who you are when no one is looking’
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