This weekend I began taping my web series "Secret Passion", seen in this photo with two of the stars Anthony Rice and Tiger Gibson. I initially had big plans for this show just like the comedy show that's now in hurry up and finish mode. I often try to reach back and offer people a chance to learn the business. That always bites me in the butt and they usually thank me with either bad attitudes, back-stabbing or disrespect. So after the fiasco that nearly ruined this weekends shoot I have officially decided that my days of working with amateurs on any level is over. I'm about to wrap out all the little no budget projects I'm working on and focus my energy on securing funds for the feature my partner and I have been wanting to develop. No more teacher here. I'm done teaching people the business , giving new talent opportunity and providing free production services. My new heart song is F*@k you, pay me.
On a personal note I think as odd as it may sound I'm falling back in love with The Sitter. It's something about the concept of my child growing up with his parents together that keeps me connected to him. On another note I must admit there are other men in my life that still cause my heart to skip a beat. Saw Mr. G this weekend at the shoot and there is still some slight romantic tension there. I don't think it's enough of a spark to rekindle our old flame but it's enough to make me smile inside when I see him. I just always seem to put my foot in my mouth around him so no matter what I say I somehow figure out a way to insult him. I'm not sure if I'm a jerk or he's too sensitive but either way we just disconnect. Then there's the Children's Champ, a social worker I've been smitten with for some time and although he's aware of my feelings for him he's never expressed any real romantic feelings for me other than to be around somewhat consistently and support me in all my endeavors. With all of my woes, especially the medical ones I know men should be the least of my worries but I think to some degree we all need companionship. I worry that a relationship will get in the way of my career moves as well but it's hard to not want a mate, someone to bounce ideas off of. It' going to take a special man to make me feel secure that he won't disrupt my career path but will hold my hand through my medical problems and be a good role model for my son. It's a lot to ask of a man but the special man who can handle it all is out there. I think I'm finally tired of going it alone.

Secret Passion

I'm worried about tomorrow. So many things have had to be rearranged and I'm just feeling unsettled. I want to just relax and let my crew do their job but this crew is full of people who are doing their jobs for the first time. Come hell or high water we will be shooting the first two episodes of Secret Passion this weekend.

Went to go see Black Top Circus last night at Uptown. The show was very funny but I was so tired when I left I napped in my car before I pulled off. I have a DVD I've shot of them that's so funny, they are a talented bunch. As you can see by the smile on my face They always leave you with a good time had. www.theblacktopcircus.com

Saturday Lord Saturday

Saturday had some highs and lows. Worked on episode two of my web series during the day then had rehearsal with the cast that evening. Rehearsal was excellent and I was filling pumped. Decided I needed to go check out my film with some friends only to discover it had been pulled from the theater. Feeling down but not out I decided to attend a party with my friend who was with me, Ms. Bipolar 2009. We went to a party upon the invitation of a famous NFL player's Mother, it was a birthday party for her friend. We had a good time until some last minute guest arrived. Not to air too much of the young black socialites of Atlanta's business, but some people don't care to fake it till they make it. The last minute guest showed up when the party was nearly over, insulted me, asked me for money and still had the nerve to let their arrogance speak before they thought. Now this rubbish human being is related to someone I care for so I don't offer him my normal shark bite but one more incident like this and I will most certainly bite his head off. The one I care about is also revealing to me that maybe some decisions I made I thought were premature were actually me dodging a bullet. I will never again allow myself to be used up by someone who will discard me like old milk when a fresh delivery is made.

The Blow Up

I knew it would come to an end sooner or later. The Sitter and I had a knock down drag out fight over my car today. Him and his filthy partner got in my car and dirtied the hell out of a car I've only owned six days. Then he got an attitude because I had one. No No No sir, you disrespected my property and now you wanna act like I'm bugging because I call you on it. The Sitter and I getting along reached a new record we didn't fight while in each others presents for five days. That's funny "Five Days In The A" we got along. As most of you know that's my latest film in a theater near you.

Better Days Ahead

Today was a much better day than yesterday. I continued to play chauffeur to The Sitter but it wasn't so bad. We actually had a few laughs and didn't irritate each other. My brother's best friend, who's like my brother, Sharp, is convinced The Sitter and I are still in love with each other. I beg to differ, we support each other when it's convenient so our son doesn't see a hateful relationship between his parents. Keep in mind the water under our bridge consist of love triangles, lies, deceit, jail time, arrest, ditching cars, cheating and battery. After I dropped off The Sitter I went to my Mom's and hung out with my brother so my Mom could go to the grocery store. That brother suffered a stroke last year and is still recovering and can't be left alone. Once my Mom arrived I went home, rested for a second then went to DeWitt's house to pick up the edit teaser for my children's show LunchBox. It's the show I have with the most legs right now. I may be partnering with a more established production company to get it sold, looking good right now. The feature I produced is the the theaters which is an accomplishment in itself. I have a comedy DVD, that is filled with drama and may become a legal problem later, that is so great. A few clients I'm about to drop until they can get their egos in check and it's all great because my mogul status is growing daily. My family had to close the restaurant due to recession effects but I still have my vending business and massage clients to go along with my media mogul climb. I'm working on a reality series for myself and my best friend and I are applying for a new reality show that may jump start our restaurateur careers.
Let's get back to where I'm at, speaking of my best friend. I'm at C's because I haven't seen her much since her wedding. She and her husband recently returned from their honeymoon, Italy, and we decided to hang tonight. Since my son is her God-son he needed to see his God-Mommy too. She cooked tonight and made homemade lemon ice cream. Her house is always immaculate and she always has the latest fashions right off the runway to show me that she's recently purchased. She is the fashionista of all my friends and I love her. Being around her is like living in an episode of Sex and the City.

The Moves

If my phone ever rang and it wasn't someone wanting me to spear head their project I would be completely shocked. It's funny to me how folks desire "help" with their projects and help to them means I handled it all both task wise and finances. They want me to pool the resources of my team, convince my partner Man On Bus that it's worth our time, finance the entire thing and then they want to talk to us like we're hired help. Newsflash people, hired help gets paid!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Since you want me to fund, staff and design your project know that you are the"talent", and I use that term loosely, and you had best be humble and appreciative. Disrespecting my staff when you have no idea what you are doing, making back door business decisions without discussing them with me and acting like a Diva will get you on my no answer list. Believe me when I tell you if I decide not to answer your calls that is a list you will never get off of. If you really piss me off I'll transfer you to one of my business associates whom I know will get your project done while inserting foot in behind.