As humans, it’s in our nature to indulge. Gluttony is one of the 7 deadly sins, and we all exude these traits differently. We also have things we obsess, love, and care about that others may proclaim “Where Dey Do Dat At?!” These might seem like vices to some people, but to us they are things we love, and we don’t care what people say One man’s trash is another man’s treasure I suppose. Without further adieu, I present some my top guilty pleasures:
I love to communicate (but I did comp sci in school, go figure). I write for 3 blogs and guest spot in others. I have over 20k tweets. I update like a MF, and rather text then call people at times. I remember the time before text message communication was popular and wonder now how I ever got by (like talking to people for real is as fun, lol). I also hated writing certain papers in school, and now writing has once again become my passion. Some people think that I’m a cyborg because I can respond to emails, tweets, IMs, and texts in record time while never losing a beat doing other things. I guess you can call me “Half Text/ Half Amazing”, hell my homie Brittani labeled me “Mr. Write Now”! Why Not?!!
More than anything I love a challenge. I love putting my skills to the test against another individual #TWSS. Whether it’s sports, videogames, fitness, even fantasy football, I love to be the best and if I’m not, find out who’s the best and defeat them. I was the smart kid in school who never bragged about grades because “being smart was corny”, but always reveled in being top of the class or finding out how I could reach the top. I love to gamble not for the thrill of winning money but for playing the averages, testing my luck, and excelling in pressure situations. Mind you, my common sense kicks into overdrive, especially when money is involved. I can’t help but love testing myself against the best and getting better by the day. PSA I’m not a douche with it, its mostly internal.
I enjoy junk food. My inner fat child is named Hugo. I am a dollar menunaire and I’m proud. Popeye’s biscuits are orgasmic to me. Secretly, the beauty of eating healthy is getting that one cheat meal where I can indulge in the greasiest, sweetest, caloric meals possible. Fried chicken is like ambrosia to me. I kissed a cake and I liked it. This is more than food to me. It’s the combination of mind, body, and soul, forged together in chocolatey bliss. Yes this mode of thinking may conflict with my fitness goals, but I curb these cravings with dreams of the best shape possible. I don’t let my obsession with these good foods that are bad for me derail me from my ultimate objective: Peak Physical Fitness. However at night, when I lie in bed, I close my eyes and dream… of that next meal. Sigh…
ANYTHING Gucci mane/OJ Da Juiceman/random south hip hop single
I know I’m not alone with this assertion. This has nothing to do with hip hop purity or lyrics or integrity of the genre. When I’m in the clubs, in the whip, or at home chillin and these tunes drop, I.Get.HYPED! Accordingly, my hype makes these men lyrical geniuses and their songs hip hop classics. I damn near crashed on the road in Dallas when I heard “Ice Cream paint Job” on the radio. Gucci and OJ have quite possibly the BEST ad-libs in hip hop today (Gucci! Aye!OK! Well Damn! BRRR!), and their songs are beyond catchy. Sometimes the lyrics make me laugh “I guess shawty mad he aint gotcha no mo/ So like Pinocchio I guess his nose gonna grow” or, they actually drop knowledge: “Girls are like buses/Miss one/Next 15 one comin” Their hooks on songs are beyond crazy too! Say what you want, but “Turn my swag on” was a club finisher for months, and there was nothing sexier than seeing this:
She walkin like a model/hand on her knees/scruuub the floor/she aint nuthin but a tease…
SBM Nation I ask you: What are your guilty pleasures? Is there a man or woman who have none? Are some of you living guiltless? Speak on it
Streetz: Mr Write Now