Happy Head Nods Wit Cha Eggnog! (Thanks Adam)

Merry Mufukin Chrismahakwanzaka yall! Yes your boi is extreamly happen that his departure from work time has been bumped up to 2 so it is gonna be a party yall! Let me go ahead and present my gift to all the lovely ladies out there...


BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.....HAHAHAHAHA.HAHAHAAHAHA!Ya ya boi has been dyin off of this all week! I swear evry blog I have been to this week has had something about it on there site.

To any one who cares I will be holdin down up in Ft liqerdale this weekend, bein the good friend I am I decided to house/dog sit for my homeboi so any one in the area holla at a playa.
Dont drink too much this weekend and take time to be thankful for what you have! Till the next time...
Be Easy
Be Safe
Be Cool ENT. 4 LYFE

Black by popular demand!!!!!

So a couple of yall out there have hit me up askin why I haven’t put up a blog in a few days…ok I will be honest it was only my homeboi Jose but if at least one is speakin up then I am sure there are more out there waiting to get another glimpse into the life of a true gentlman of leisure.

Well this weekend the first of many more BBQ Boogie’s was held at club 6121 (mi casa) and went off wonderfully! Plenty of lick provided not only by my housemate but also some of our lovely patrons decided to show there holiday spirit and add spirits to the party. Which was amazing considering 99% of the population enjoys bein freeloaders…I am not hatin (Cuz I am one 2) but statin the obvious. Speakin of drinkin I was baffled by the 2 bottles of Jack Daniels that were brought to my house…by females! I have absolutely nothing against jack but to be honest I don’t know the last party I was at that someone had it, let alone a female bringin it! Is this a popular drink amongst the ladies, or did these females just have it left over from a paty they had b4…guess I will never know.

I provided some seriously mouthwatering, finger licken, goodness drippin BBq chicken that nearly shut the party down! (yes lady’s your boi dose hold it down in the culinary arena as well) By the end of the night I literally had people (females) runnin through my kitchen hopen there was at least a drumstick left for them to take home.
For all those who missed it don’t be alarmed because we plan to set it off again sometime early in the oh 7 so please be on the lookout. Till then….
Be Easy
Be Safe
Be Cool Ent.

Shouts to jos face for keeping a brova motivated…a more insightful and enlightening blog will soon follow fam.

Say hello to the bad guy...

So with my slight addiction to reality tv I have come to enjoy the Ultimate Fighting Challenge that comes on the spike network. This show shows (show shows thats funny) 16 or so odd fighters living and training together for the goal of gaining a contract as an Ultimate fighter. Watchin last night with some friends got me thinkin... I am ready to become an ultimate fighter! I know your sittin there like esquire is far from swole but I think I could do it. "why" you ask, because I have done my research...did you know that out of all the moves and things you are allowed to do in the oxtagon (ya its an octagon not a ring they fight in) you are not allowed to cuss!!!!WTF!!!! Ask yourself how many fights have you seen where no cuss words peppered the air...along with blood, saliva and sweat. Anywho so my thinkin is this, as soon as that reff rings the bell I just scream " LETS GET IT ON YOU MUTHAFUCKIN SOMMAMABITCH!" and boom disqualified but still keepin my bone structure in tact.

However with my luck it would just be a point deduction and the ref would keep the fight movin..next thing you know the kid is knocked out (I'm a lover not a fighter but don't get it twisted we can go to the green anytime) or even worse get submitted. That shit is the worse...you ever seen someone get choked out deebo style? Its very far from pretty. At least if your knowcked out then you can blame it on bein caught off guard or on a nicca's "heavy hands". But when you get choked out...there is nothin you can do but look like a str8 B-I-Atch! Think about it bein choked out means that someone went past whatever blows you where throwin and got close enough to just sufficate ya...never pretty.

You know its bad when peoples reactions are so diffrent from watchin someone get knocked out as opposed to them gettin chocked out. When some gets blasted on you here all types of screams...oooohhhh's and aaaaaahhh's from the crowd. When choked out...nosir.....people just get quite and get that look like they just ate a whole bag of sour patch kids in one bite. Start shakin there head and pleadin with the choker "Come on Damon Deebo Jenkins, stall him out dude". ya that shit there is a damn shame watchin a grown man just have the fight sucked out of em. Well the moral of the story is know the rules of what you gettin yourself into well, but know the consequences if you break the rules even better!
I Guess I will Have to find a new career choice:-(

Be Easy
Be Safe
Be Cool ENT.

RIP BODIE!!

YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!
This one is for all my Wire fans out there, so if you don't watch...
A) You need to run to a mirror right now and ask yourself "WHAT THE FUCK AM I DOIN WITH MY LIFE?"
B) Get on demand and catch the fuck up!
Now with that bein said lets get to the meat & taters of this blog. First off let me shout out the good folks at d.theroyalyoungs.com for inspirin my blog entry today.
The wire for those lames that don't watch it is one...scratch that...the greatest show on tv right now! Thats right fuck all the bull shyte it is just that good. It takes place in Baltimore and shows the many diffrent levels of our society (Politics, Street Life, Kids Growin up in the hood ect) in a no holds barred sort of way. The shows ability to make you not just like but love the socalled bad guy is amazing. Anyone who watch the season finally would have to be heartless if you didn't feel at least a lil lump in your throat when Bodie got blasted...even though he went out like a real G. (Sidebar why do we say shit like that, no matter how you go out isnt death still death? Would you rather "go out like a g" or "stay in like a punk"? Stop....think about it! again this is where one of the wayans would stick his head in and scream MESSAGE!) Also the characters on the show are done to a t. The producers and writers take pride in not only making sure that the cast understands and depicts the tru B-more culture but they even enlist a large portion of there cast straight from the streets where there stories are coming from. Another note is to recognize the fact that this show is in its 5th season(if I am wrong please excuse, I watched the first season then do to lack of HBO and freetime didnt get back on till this season) and is only now starting to garner the reviews that it truly deserves. To be honest I would go as far as to say that the wire should be required viewing for anyone who wants to truly understand the struggles and pain of what it is like to live in the inner-city and deal with things such as drug addicted parents, bein a foster child and even what leads teens the drug game. If I wanted to I could write all day about the Wire but I will keep it short today, but do look for more post on it in the future even though sadly I am hearing that the next season isnt coming out till 2008 (WTF!!!!!!) so till then I will be watching it on demand, on BET and asking DOES ANYONE OUT THERE HAVE ANY SEASONS ON DVD THEY WOULD BE WILLIN TO LOAN A BROTHA?!??!
Much Love Yall...
Be Easy
Be Safe
Be Cool Ent. (WE ALL WE GOT!)

What it is and what it aint

Whats happnin mi familia, thanks for stoppin by and takin a glimpse into the wonderful world of Ian Adams. Where to start lets see, to all who are wondering the Ian Adams Inicitive has been goin down pretty well. I would say last week alone I met about 15 new people. The bonus is that most of them are work associates of mine who I met on our holiday cruise...it was pretty tight sailin the bay sippin cervesa's n shyte.
Heads up to any one who is going to be in the MIA next Sunday the 17th, I am going to be throwin a BBQ Boogie at mi casa so holla at a nicca if you wanna slide through.
Not much really goin on...I am still in that job search so if yall need me to send a resume your way let me know because I am like hitz from the streets in How High...I NEED MONEY!
Thats it yall holla at me and hopefully I will have something more fun and insiteful for the next blog, but till then....
Be Easy
Be Safe
Be Cool ENT.
YA DIG!!!!!!

The Ian Adams Inicitive!

Whats the bizness friends and sciolites? Its the kid back in that ass like hemroid. Well in the spirit of the holidays and as a pre-new years resolution I have decided to create and take on the Ian Adams Inicitive. Basically do to the lack of friendliness I have felt at my new place of employment I have decided to be pro-active and not re-active. I plan on meeting 50 new people by the end of the year.
Now by meeting I do not mean adding as a friend on myspace but instead actually building a repor vocally with a person. More than just a hi bye thing, I want to actively try and gain 50 new people that would say "Damn that Ian is a good dude!".
Hopefully this will turn out to be an interesting expieriment, but also I hope that it helps me become more socially active. I tend to find myself shying away from meeting new people because I always am over guessing what they might be thinking about me. Which ultimatly leads to me just keepin to myself. Don't get me wrong I know you are sitting here reading like Ian is definatly Mr. Toilet Paper for the past 2 decades, but at the same time I want to be more outgoing with people who I have never met before. So with that bein said new world I am on my way.....TO BE CONTINUED!

Holla at a nicca!!! oooops I shouldn't be droppin the n bomb

TGIF for real! I thought this week was never gonna end, but here it tis. This week has sent me on a finacial rollercoaster but the kid seems to be comin out on top. I am defiantly tryin to get into some foolishness this weekend so if something is poppin hit me por favor. Not really much interesting to chat about just make sure yall are on the lookout for that new Be Cool mixtape we gonna put out at the beginning of the year. Oh, that's what I wanted to comment on killa kkkramer! It hurt my heart to no end to find out kkkramer was racist (I love some seinfeld) however in reading many different news storys about the situation I have come to also question the forces that are driving to abolish the n word from peoples vocab. First off let me say I am a user of the word however just like many things right place right time ya dig, even though many would arger that there is never a right place to use it. Also don't get me wrong I understand the reasoning behind the movement even though I don't like the fact that its coming off the heals of some racist bs and also makes kkkramer look like he is becoming some spokes person for creating the movement. I won't lie I don't necessarily think that if we stop using it all of a sudden race relations are just going to turn around, and furthermore there are so many more pressing issues in our communities that the strength they are putting into this one is quite frankly wasted if you ask me. But what do u think?

I will follow up on Monday if I have any comments….
Till then
Be Easy
Be Safe
Be Cool ENT

PS here is a lil more food for thought passed to me by a good friend…
Thankful for SeasonsEccl 3:1-8Just as the winter turns to springOur lives have changing seasons too;So when a gloomy forecst comes,Remember -- God has plans for you.Rather than praying for a change in circumstances,pray for a change of heart.Jesus is the reason for the season. We as Christianshave a lot to be thankful this season so share thelove of Jesus. Be Blessed.

WHAT THE FUCK!!!!

So I get up on this glorious tuesday the 28th day of november in the year of 2006 and get ready to come to the work house and put it down like I usually do. If you know the kid, then you know I try stay Fllllly-i-i-i like 3-6. I do my usual routine iron get dressed and hit the door (minus my lazy ass roomate who said he was gonna roll but then decided is sleepy ass was gonna stay in-I hate people who work at jobs where they have that "option" of when they wanna come in...but that is mostly because I don't) So I get to work, and start handlin my b.i. About an hour in I look to brush something off my pants and see that I have a stain! WHAT THE FUCK!!!! I am not sure how much this ticks off other people but man I feel like shit when I have the smallest littin thing wrong with my wardrobe ya feel me. Anywho so I try to continue my day as best as I can even though now I feel like people have an excuse to not say hi to the "dirty new black guy", even though in retrospect had I been thinkin clearly I would have factored in the fact that they really havent been payin me that much attention anyway. Well during my lunch break I am in the garage chillin when I heard a loud skreeeeeech and what seemed to be a crash...so like every normal nosey mufuka I jump out my car and ran to the edge of the third floor so I could look and see what went down, and to my dismay there was no car to be seen (damn thats kinda fucked up that I wanted there to be a crash just so I could have some excietment but....oh well) So now when I come back from lunch I sit back down and start makin it do what it do and look down to see stuff all over the front of my pants from the damn wall when I was looking over the edge of the garage. (sorry ahad to break to let yall know the boi is slicker than a whales back, my boss just tried to run up on me and the speed at which I not only switched screens put also pulled files out was nothing short of amazing) Needless to say it fucked my day all up..but a true playa keeps and stride and keeps it movin. Well I guess I said all that to say this bein nosey gets ya nothin but dirty pants! so mind ya bizness.
Be Easy
Be Safe
Be Cool ENT.

This is a PSA from the good folks at Be Cool Ent.

About 4 months ago I was no longer employed at a job, which I assumed, would be my career for many years. I am currently in a search for employment that I hope will land me something that is both financially thriving and personally satisfying. Now first off anyone who knows me knows that I am not exactly the corporate type. Before you go getting your panties in a bunch and face all scrunched up let me explain my definition of the corporate type. The corporate type is someone who is satisfied sitting in an office/cubicle and punching numbers or whatever for someone else's company. Now I would have no problem doing such if the business was mine or I at least had a large stake in it.
Now with my recent job (let me take the time to also define job and career. Job: pays bills and keeps you off the street. Allows you luxuries such as steady food, leased transportation and your able to go wild in TJ Max, Tarshay {Target}, and Ross. Career: pays bills, however comes with benefits-and I don't mean the benefit of taking home office supplies so your cheap ass doesn't have to buy your kids real school supplies, ain't no reason anyone under 13 should be in school using a legal pad and not a notebook!- the ability to keep a packed fridge but also the luxuries of going out to eat at places that are not fast food, Purchase a car –or at least make payments toward owning- and the possibility of saying fuck shopping I am getting my shit tailored!) I have had my first taste of a real office job and let me tell ya no sir I don't like it! I yearn for something more and want the freedom to not be trapped by four walls all day long.
So I guess this is more of a PSA than a blog today. I want to let anyone out there who is reading this especially those just getting into college that you need to SERIOUSLY do a self evaluation and find what it is that keeps that fire in your heart and gets you waking up in the morning feeling energized and excited by what the day will offer. Stop listening to your parents and friends about what they think will be good for you and actually figure it out for yourself! Like take me, I am a 26 year old black male with a college degree, a tremendously sensible head on my shoulders, handsome as the day is long, and I have no kids or other attachments…to sum it up I am one of Americas hottest commodity's however through my own fault I went to school and got a degree that was worth getting, but hasn't presented me with the opportunity's to break into the industries that I truly have a passion for. Like jeezy say's "The world is yours and everything in it it's out there, get on your grind and get it (ay)" but realize you do have to grind, anything giving to you without work is never gone prove to be as valuable as something you worked for…proof positive think of how many lotto winners you see who blow there money in a couple years living like they are superstars. Also check this documentary on Showtime, I can't recall the name but it is about this homeless guy who is giving 100 grand and they follow him to see how his life will change and what decisions he will make. Its really interesting to see how someone who has nothings mind works when giving what in the great skeam of things is not that much money, but it had the possibilities to create a great foundation for him. Long story short after the drug spree and other bs he tried to do right and move back where his family was from but wound up blowing his money cars (ya this dick actually bout 2 cars!), NB's (nasty broads- I understand that as a homeless man, getting any was a good thing but man some of these chicks looked like they got jumped by a tribe of woodsmen who beat them with ugly sticks) and had blown his whole wad (no pun intended) within 6-7 months.
Another valuable lesson I learned from my short time here is that money is not as big a motivator as I thought it was. Now let me not get it twisted I LOVE MONEY and want to make lots of it in my lifetime, however it is not a huge motivator in my job decisions. In the summer of 01 myself two of my closets friends and my then girlfriend emabarked on what I now shall call the trip of enlightenment, a trip that would see us drive from Miami to Missouri and back. Over this month or so long journey I was caught with my hands or shall I say mouth literally in the "Cookie Jar" by my lady's father, witch ultimately lead to the demise of my first and only relationship in life (but that's another story another time) and I also learned that money was not a major motivator in my job selections. OK so first u must understand that my ex's father sold us (being me and my homebois) the dream of coming to Missouri for the summer and getting some construction jobs to anti up a lil cash of the summer…cool. However when we got there no jobs where lined up and we begin to have to search for jobs ourselves which may have not been the worst thing but since her father was old school he had us getting up at like 5:30 when he went to work and going out to search for these jobs which seemed non existent. So after a few weeks, the departing of one of my bois and the painting of her brother's apartment building which was in Kansas City, we landed a $23 dollar an hour construction job! At the time we thought we had made it but soon found out how trying a job can be. On the first day there we found out we were the cleanup crew on the site of a new school they are building…cool. We did not know that cleanup also included outside and along the perimeter of this new school that was basically constructed in the middle of the woods, so needless to say the "creatures" were rampid. Now I don't consider myself in anyway shape or form a punk, but there are 3 things that just give me the heebeegeebee's…Rodents, Roaches and Frog's/Toads and as you can imagine all of these animals were happily nestled in the areas surrounding the school. This alone was enough to truly make us give up on the job, but three days into it when my homeboi got stuck in the face by a Wasp it was time to call it quits and from that day on I vowed that I would factor more into my job decision making than money. If money can get you past the boredom of a job then by all means let money be your motivator, but be honest with yourself cause money aint shit if you have nothing/no one to spend it on (this is where keenan Ivory wayans pops his head in and screams MESSAGE.)
Be Easy
Be Safe
Be Cool ENT.

PS- I am open to any job offer suggestions that anyone has and can send a resume at the drop of a dime, please help a brother out.

PSS- "Aint no shame in charity" so I do take donations for my entertainment company (Be Cool Entertainment Ventures) at anytime send checks and money orders C/O Ian Adams to po box 190263 Miami Beach, Fl 33119 J

LOOSEN UP THE BELT BUCKLES...ITS HOLIDAY SEASON!

Its that time of year again when everyone starts acting nice and bellies start to buldge. I personally am one who loves the spirit of the holidays but as of lately have failed to see the nostalgia of my younger days come back to light. What happen to lil kids dressing as indians and pilgrims and learning the spirit of giving? Now kids are learning bout the evils of the pilgrims and how they took land from the indians...don't get me wrong it is a valid point and/or lesson however I dont believe that its something that first graders should have to deal with (and we wonder why kids are growing up so fast) . Having to deal with these harsh realities can lead to some very bitter kids if you ask me. Tiss the season for sharing! With that in mind take the time to actually tell loved ones that they are just that "LOVED". People don't take the time to realize the importance of words like thank you and I love you, and I am one who has fallen subject to that on numerous occasions. However in my period of grownmandedness (ya its a new word) I have come to appriciate the so called simple things and have realized how powerful these words can be. I currently work in an office building with roughly 500 employees. I have only been here a week but have done my best to be that self-respecting nicca that my momma raised but damn people in general are just rude. Let me break it down; I have probably had visual contact with at least 75 of my jobs employees on the elevator or in passing, out of that 75 I have tried to at least smile and/or say hello. Out of that 75 I probably have only had 20 recognize that there was someone else in there presence, and out of that 20 about 5 actually took the time to say hello back and/or carry a conversation. Now don't get it twisted I just like the next have days where it just aint the time to socialize with anyone, however are we really a society that is so unfriendly? I ask my readers this, how hard is it to take the time out of your day to tell some one thank you or just to give a passing person a smile and recognition of there existance on earth? Not at all! So please this holiday season start taking time to let people know how you fell about them, especially if you appriciate them!
HAPPY THANKSGIVING ERRBODY!!!
AND YOU ALL ARE INVITED TO CLUB 6121 FOR TURKEY-SPAM, CORNPOPS STUFFING AND BERRY JELL-O(out of cranberry sauce)!!!!