OK OK OK... I'm so lucky to have friends that stay on their grind. So I have to tell you to watch out for them. And things they have going on.
{I think the world is going to blink and one day my crew's going to run it. LOL. }
But this go round I would like to introduce you to Ike Turnah . He is going to be featured on DJ Jamad's Sirius Radio Feb 22,2009 40/XM 67 Hip Hop Nation from 12-2am.
I also write on his blog..... RAILFENCE DRIVE www.turnahclassics.blogspot.com
You get the more educated side of me on there though. I kick some knowledge. And I think the best way to experience this "I.K.E. Turnah" is to peep the blog on the adventure we had a few weeks back lol. http://turnahclassics.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-adventure-with-ike-turnah.html Trust he's not your everyday guy! He named his latest CD "The Unconventional" For a reason! I have excellent taste in music. You wont be disappointed. If you don't believe me here's a taste. One of my fav. Ike tracks. "Try & test me incorrectly you will get corrected!" That Ike Turnah! I tell ya!
I know this may sound odd. But 99.9% of homeless people don't like me. My cousin thinks one of our funniest moments together was with me and this homeless guy. We were walking back to our car from having dinner (Up Town Charlotte ) When this homeless man asked me for some change.... Now I rarely keep cash on me. But I did have a to go box of food. (One of those nights I wasn't really hungry. Just knocked back a few fries. But took the rest with me. Knowing I had this full meal. I offered it him. Hadn't even touched it. & this man BLANKS on me. "I don't want that fucking shit... Fuck You" Now by this time I'm just in shock . & walked off. You could hear him as I walked off. & my cousin til this day seems to think its the funniest thing ever. That this man just spassed on me like that. Which made me think back to the time I was running some errands for my mother. Which caused me to pass the same homeless person twice. The 1st time I passed him I gave him $3. 2nd time round. He knocks on my window and asked for more. I say "I just gave you $3" He blanks on me. What the fuck yo.... So this last time I had got blanked on by a homeless person, was when I was in Greensboro. This is when I just said FUCK IT. It just has to be something wrong with me. To make these men just spass on me like this. No one else I know has been spassed on like this. But when I was @ this stop light in Greensboro A man with a sign was walking up and down the highway. My window was down. He just looked down at me. & said "Don't worry I'm not going to ask your broke ass for no money. Look @ the car you drive. (Yes I use to drive a Saturn! & it wasn't dirty!) Its all dirty and shit you need to wash it.....etc." He went on til that light changed. I couldn't believe this man was coming at me. This homeless man begging for change. Is talking shit about me. I mean pure SHIT. I just don't understand it. That's been on my mind today for some reason. And hell.... I keeps it real with the blog friends. This is the life of a Empress. Random Homeless people blank on me. And honestly That last one I spassed out on. But I do often feel bad talking back. I know they been through alot but, I just can't have people talk to me like that. Talk about your catch 22! What should you do? LOL.
OK So everyone wants to fuck up Chris Brown.... But this non-funny mother fucker is going around all unharmed. After watching this I want to take his knee caps out. For real. This is the trailer to his new "documentary" Adopted! I haven't been this pissed since the "Drunkin Negro Cookies" This dumb ass honestly said.... "I know everyone thinks I came here to tell jokes. But I really came here to get aids!" WHAT IN THE LEFT AND RIGHT HELL... (Still going to shit on his cookies... PERIOD!) But my 2nd Bitch slap of the day is handed to
Pauly Shore
This bitch here....
Pauly Shore is the reason Kid & Play's Class Act Flopped! I said it!
I really LOOOOOOOOOOVE being from Charlotte NC. Some call it the Queen City or even 704. But around my way... We know QC as one thing "God City"! Which happens to be the name of a hella great art crew here too. I find it crazy that some people don't know, painters still exist! So let me take this time to break down that myth. Support the arts!
One of my favorite painters period (& yes I know art. Studied it for two years as a minor!). Is Raw
Nothing Last Forever
Prey For Peace
The Bullet or The Ballot And my original favorite called Speak through the code
For more information on Raw BKA Antoine Williams Check out his site... make sure you buy some works. If you don't have art in your home your incomplete and don't know it! www.rawgoods.org rawgoods01.blogspot.com www.myspace.com/artisraw
OK I have to be real with my blog friends. I feel bad for not having anything truly deep or well thought out to say. (I sorry) lol So I thought this would be a good time to introduce the world to Journeeizm... {You know I have to drop a background story! "What a treat" lol} As I have grown from young Journee' to Empress Journee' I have made up different rules and codes to live by.
(A women gotta have a code! Don't believe me you better ask Omar from The Wire {Side Note: I really miss that show...}) To keep the world where I need it to be. Sometimes I forget that everyone isn't up to date with all the rules codes and such. And I end up having to drop some knowledge. I was reminded of this a few years back when me and my homegirls took a trip to D.C.! We are some fun loving females. We like to go to different cities and find the best shopping, greatest restaurants and the hottest night spots. This trip was no different. We ended up at this long row of clubs. (I don't recall the names. We were club hop-n)
Disclaimer Now before I go on lets just put it out there. No I'm not that "blocking friend in the club"
But when you have been friends with a group of ladies soooo long. [Trust my ladies out there know!] We already have our escape routes mapped out! Hand signal's sceret lanugages and code words! For when that kat you don't want to talk to approaches you. You know the one that don't take NO... Move... Or GO AWAY for an answer. You know this guy ----> . Well I met that kat for real in DC lol. He was on my friend likeshe was free pair of J's or something. So after 15 min's of this kat she tossed me the sign. I went through with escape route one... (Can't give that one away {women code}) lol real simple. Kat didn't catch on to it. So she moved the conversation closer to me. & just started talking to me. He just going to stand there looking real simple. So I hit him with...
Did you lick the bus windows when you were in school???? Gud Day.
We move a few feet... His simple ass follow us. My friend was laughing uncontrollably. He was being a 100% bug a boo now! And it vexed me the hell out. I said.... SR! I said GUD DAY! He pops off.... "whats this good day about whats that all about" (wow hope he's not the bright one in his family).
I'm not rude so I excused myself. I mean we were in a different city. & maybe @ the time D.C. just wasn't up on it. Who knows. But I surely broke it down for him.
When someone tells you "GUD DAY" that means the conversation is over. Period! Not Comma. There is nothing left to be said. You should just exit stage left. Do not pass go! Do not collect $200. Had this been back in my high school days I would have pulled out my "Bitch be gone spray". You are no longer welcome to talk to me.... Or anyone around me. If you are within a birds eye view you are too close. You have been officially BANISHED!! If you make a breathe that gives me a thought that your trying to form a word. You will be bitch slapped! So I say again.... Sr. Gud Mother Funking Day!
I guess a group of people had come around by the end of this whole "Gud Day" break down.He hung his head in shame and left...
If you don't believe me, next time you are being bugged to no end. Try it...
Note this isn't something that just females can do. Its gender friendly. Men Women don't matter. it works either way.
Becareful using the Law of Gud Day may leave you with a "I don't give a fuck attitude."
OK OK OK 1st little known fact. Yes Empress Journee' was going to try out for bad girls club! Yes (I have shame) Until it hits me.... In all three seasons of this show, I think only three chicks were really bad. LOL. I mean I honestly think me just giving these chicks the dumb face in a variety of ways. Would be entertaining as hell. Talk about good TV. I had to recheck my Journational-Ness...
1. a true bad girl never releases her secrets lol.
2. you don't do dirt on fucking TV. Really Really.....
Now this brings me to what Don't make you a "BAD GIRL" Fucking a bunch of random people. And giving b.j.'s in public bathroooms, to men you don't know. Nope don't make you bad....
Pissin in sinks .... Makes youu just nasty....
Picking fights you cant handle. Just makes you dumb (check the video's below if your a little lost)
Talking loud... despite what people may say. Don't make you bad.
You know I don't get the point of this show. I thought it was to make a baad girl good or some shit. But its not like there are life coaches on the show. Or a professional to help them. NOOOOOO They just showing their asses... And for what?
Talk about some random entertainment....
**BLASTO** Yeah gotta put this chick on **Blasto** She is a bootleg bad girl if I ever seen one. She gets a "Hoe Sit Down" from me. (with her no fighting ass. she can't even bust out the wind mill.... really...)
What type of pissy ass fight is this???? Hell I've seen 5 year olds have better fights lol.
I know I haven’t said too much about my life thus far. But I guess I will drop a little clue in today’s entry. In this blog you will get to meet my brother GG. We are two peas in a pod. But he’s the more preppy pod. & mine has funky colors and designs. LOL.
We have to go back to 9th grade GG & Journee' ….. (You’re not really going to see us in the 9th grade. But this is about as early as it gets in the picture years lol.)
When me and my brother were in High School we abolished Valentine’s Day! After 1/2 a day of fluffy foolishness. & everyone walking around with mounds of balloons looking like a circus vendor. I was just too done… (Now some may think the act to follow is documented under “HATE”. But I’m old we didn’t have such terms in my day. LOL. I was just fed up.) But there was this with one chick with millions of balloons . & Every time she passed me I got bopped up side my head. And it was like three times before I just hauled off and BUSTED her damn balloons. Yes I did. & It just made me feel a hell of a lot better… So I told my brother about this… GREAT… Stress Reliever! & Yep he wanted to try it too. A period passed, He comes back and tells me “I bust a balloon too.” & he felt good. So from that day on, February 14 has been “Bust A Balloon Day.” The college years were a little better… We got our own balloons and bust them. Instead of others LOL. But I finally got to take it back to High School, when I was a teacher. I was so freaking smooth with it. They didn’t know who was doing it. (But I didn’t make random folk my victims. Only the heffa’s who gave me a hard time in class lol.) But rather you celebrate Valentine’s Day. Or will join me and GG in our “Bust A Balloon Day” just enjoy yourself. And do what makes you happy!...
I know the people who are close to me hear me moan bitch and complain about these words on a everyday base. But now its time to let the world know what’s on my mind. I really have a problem with three words…. They have taken over as some type of new vernacular. Which really bloody ticks me off. You see these three words just rubs me the wrong way. Hate is such a strong word. So I think I’m going to insert it right here…… I BLOODY HATE…. These words……
1) Gwoop {For those who don‘t know what “Gwoop“ means. it’s a slang word for money. Where it came from is beyond me. But I do wish it will go back.}
I don’t care what anyone says “Gwoop” sounds like one of those old folks illnesses. (Hay I‘m from the south. & Over the years I‘ve noticed that older folk down here have their own names for everything…. {ex. “O she just got a little nip“} I have yet to find out what “Nip“ is lol. )
You still want me to prove my theory?
Example:
Me: Granny how you feeling today. Granny: Well you know that Gwoop is bothering my back . But I put some baby powder and oat meal on it. It will be all right. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
[That was my made up example. But after I originally wrote this… I decided to try it in real life when the opportunity came up. I was talking to my grandmother who I like to say lives in the swamps of SC lol (far off the main road…) & she gave me the perfect opportunity…]
Me: How you been granny. Granny: Well I’ve been alright. But you know the cold weather hurts my knees. Me: Really? You not getting that “Gwoop” are you? Granny: Yeah I might be…. Now do I feel bad for treating my granny…. Yes but I had to test my theory in real life… And prove the name fits.
Yes its that deep to me lol. The word “Gwoop” also sounds like a slang name for SNOT.
“ Man get a tissue and wipe that gwoop off your nose”
OK I guess I'm having a slow moment... But if there is someone out there who speaks "Beyonce" could you please break down what makes a Diva a female version of a hustler? Because that shit don't make a lick of sense... What left have to do with right. Last time I checked a hustler was a go getter. & the term is not broke down into male or female categories... If you out here on your grind. Then your a hustler. Now if you keep the latest in stilettos (Nothing less then $300). Infusion Weaves and or true blue lace fronts. (not the lick and stick kind...). Everything in your Carey Bradshaw walk-in has top of the line labels... Then you may be a DIVA .... Hell I know a few gay men name Peaches that's "Diva's"... Which has NOTHING to do with their hustle... Don't let Beyonce get you fucked up, in this game. A DivaIS NOTI repeat IS NOT... One more time for the cheap seats in the back... IS NOT!!!!!!! A female version of a HUSTLER... You don't hear Rick Ross bustin out... "Everyday I'm Diva-ing" No!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ... Did Cassidy remake that line to say "I'm a diva Imma Imma Diva" NOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Did Jay-Z even come out with "Can't knock the Diva..." NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.....
Sorry to disappoint all you Diva's and Divo's... You just going to have to find another anthem... Because this shit right here.... AINT IT....
PS... I am up for Southern Ent Awards 2009 "Net Hustler of the year" I will save the "Diva" stuff for models...
Journee' has spoken... Her tarted ass has pushed Ladies Rights back a whole 9 steps...
This past weekend I was invited to ATL for the Ozy Reigns Video shoot. & had a Great Time !!!!! Ozy is my best friend so whenever we get together its going to be some foolishness... I touched down Friday night in time enough to sit in on another video shoot that was going on, for an Atlanta artist Amdex. Which was real cool. Because my homeboy Kam Moye was down for it. (Nice to see people from the QC out and about) And the fact that I got to hang out with these amazing rappers is just ill in itself. So after such a long day of working and being on the road for that long. Oz decided to cook. Yes my best friend can cook his ass off... Ladies don't sleep... I really don't know what he did to that spaghetti.... & he wont tell me how to make it... But DAMN!!!! It was BANGING!!!!! He can cook, rap (Picture taken by Carla Aaron-Lopez) and cute as hell... I need to put him on ebay lol... (Talk about a hard find lol. Well not really he has a blog too lol. www.ozyreigns.blogspot.com) Anyway by the time Saturday came around it was jam packed of things we had to handle for the video shoot. Before we made time to check out Mojo Swaggers ATL B-Girl Fest.... Which was crazy. We made a stop @ the Geisha House... *People let me tell you... SAKI is NOT tea!!! Don't fall for it lol. * {Yeah I'm slow as hell! Like its some tea named samurai! } By the time we got to the B-Girl fest i was nice... messed around and got sucked in with all the poppin and lockin... I was 1/2 a beat away from trying to spin on my head. Then I got to see the hardest female mc's i've seen in a long bloody time. I even got to hang with hot producers. After hearing Illa's stuff it makes me want to rap. LoL (My mic sounds nice check one lol) (Kaos & me lol)www.thekaoseffect.com I really can't wait for part 2 next year. So Sunday we started the video shoot for Ozy's single Sun Among Stars!
Its a banging song... But I got busted for not knowing the lyrics like I should have... I have shame. I'm normally on my A Plus game. But I did drop the ball on that one. I still think I did my thing on the video..... I'm shocked my two step didn't hit youtube yet... But trust I broke it down! A hard two step with a slight back up... I hold it down for the 25 and over crowd. LOL. (But I didn't crank anything. I will leave that for those young wipper snappers. ) (He hates my bookbag for some reason.... I love it lol. ) When its all said and done. I had a ball! I really thought about giving in and moving to the A. Well until we drove pass this guy laying on the ground in the middle of this like garage lot. To the point where we were fussin over if he was dead or not... Really. Even pulled over & got out to see if this man was alive. He wasn't moving wasnt answering nothing. We stood over this man for like 30 min's trying to fuss our points. It was such a "Boys in the hood" moment. "poke him with a stick or something" But the police were called.... & eventually the man woke up. But not when the sirens or nothing went off. I think they poked him with something. But I rather stay in QC where people don't just linger in lots to that degree!!!! But over all it was a great trip. I can't wait til I got back down March 6 for the Ozy Reigns release party.
My friend Carla Aaron-Lopez is the illest photographer ever!!!!... She has a eye like NO OTHER... If you don't know her I'm about to put you on.... Look up... Yep she took that picture of me... (And I'm far from the "Good picture" taking type so you know she can make a way out of no... lol. ) Here are a few more from that set...
Since Im just getting into this whole blog thing... I had to revisit one of my first one's... I feel it was slept on... & I'm really trying to get my message to the world....
OK I'm a little late on this one... But hay I'm just starting this blog thing. So my thoughts on "Making Love In The Club..." http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZqqY07OZWps {Random side note... I so liked the remix better then the original } But let me start with telling the world. A. You can't make love in the club! If you are making those type moves in the club your fucking... Period. Call a Ace a Ace. Now I'm all for spicing up the old sex life. & being creative. But fucking in the club is just nasty. This is coming from a chick who thinks taking your shoes off is the worse, thing you can do in the club. Really. The club is not the cleanest place in the world. If you can't work your heels then you don't need to wear them! Have you ever looked on the floor of the club. My feet stick to the floor in shoes. So i can only imagine what people go home with on the bottom of their feet when they take their shoes off in the club.When you add up how many drinks are dropped in a night. Ashes being dropped, gum, and those really drunk folk who can't hold their piss or liquor& earls everywhere. Plus who knows what else. You just asking for gangrene of the toes... & now you want to "make love in the club" ewwwwwwwwwwwwe... So we going to add sperm to the mix. Great! Whats next.... But just remember these things next time your in the club wanting to take your shoes off... And or make love...
(I know I said I would recap my ATL trip... But honestly I'm still tired and have to pull my thoughts together. So I'm going to go old school again but its a good one...) Man… Anyone who knows me, knows I’ve had a hellish past four months. I mean all the extra weight I picked up is damn near gone, type stress. (Hay that’s a plus) So on this day I thought I would run away from my problems for a while and go think. So I went to a spot where I find comfort these days….. “Reedy Creek Park” I go because I like the lake and its just a chill spot. I normally go around the lake and swing (hay kids aren’t being kids no more, and don’t know the fun behind just being a kid. So I have to show them how we use to do it. Lol) But today I decided to go on this trail. Just to think and get a fast workout in. So I’m thinking its just going to be a circle. Simple right. Get some walking in. Get some thinking in. Commune with nature. So I’m walking… And some how the trail turns to another one. And I’m still walking. Then… it starts thundering. I’m like o shit… Because I started to notice that this wasn’t a circle… Not no simple one at lest… I’m walking its thundering… I’m lost…. (note… I got to the park @ 2pm) So I’m lost in these woods… I mean I don’t know what made me want to become nature women… but trust before the next time I will double think that decision. No humans in site…. I’m just wondering… And it made me think… Damn this is how my life’s been for the last four months. I’ve just been wondering around trying to figure out which path to take. What would be the right thing to do. And I started thinking about the question I walked in these woods with. And that’s when I ran into a guy who was running. Who I later dubbed Gazoo (like on the flintstones ) because he would pop up @ different points. (He was Symbolicly like the the person i turn to for help. And advice the most.. my best friend if you would.) I asked him if I was going the right way the 1st time. He said there was an opening like a mile up. (RIGHT) so I walk and think some more… Its thundering real bad now… But no rain. I’m just thinking.. This is what the fuck I get for trying to run away from my fucking problems. Then I get to this fork in the road… And me being the true hip hop head I am was like well..Jay Z said “Came to the fork in the road and went straight” But I’m not climbing on no rocks and mini mountains. So that whole idea was dismissed ever so quickly. So I just stood there… Thinking about what I should do. (There is a point to my story) So while I was standing at the fork… Gazoo ran up again . I ask him again… Which way should I go? He looked at me and was like one of them will get you back to the lake. {Like he was saying... I can't make this Decision for you.. Taking it back to the question i started with. } (Seeing it was just us on this trail I was watching him! Come on Strange white man running in the woods with no other people around trust! Bitch was picking up big rocks every few miles. Lol Just in case I had to bash his skull in. ) But I picked my path on the fork. And went on my marry way… Tripping over some sticks running. Picking paths just trying to make it out ok. Which made me think… DAMN this is truly like real life… That’s what we do everyday. We are running around all day everyday tripping over stuff! Tree stomps vines... Wide paths, small one's. Making mistakes just trying to make it to the end ok. So finally I make it to the sign of the path in which I started on. But it was still no sign stating which direction would take me to the lake. {IE still no help on what I should do about that question...} So I start in one direction but double back. Cause I didn’t think I was going the right way. (Which made me think damn… Maybe the result I came up with to the question I started with wasn’t the right result.) So I turned around and went in the other direction. When I came across 3 people. Which made me think damn signs . I came across three people going where I was coming from. I looked at them in a Symbolic way too... My Girls ! We started out as three. (Which told me no matter what they have my back! Type thing and I know they do...) So I was like yeah I’m making the right decision. Then about a mile after I saw them I saw the lake. And I came out Hot, Funky, Sweaty, and tired. But I made it out!!!!!! [which made me think damn you can always make it out ok if you keep ya head up and keep pushing.] And what was odd was it was raining. When I saw a lady and her son. I played with him a little. We raced down mini hills, and he chased me As they helped me get to the parking lot. (When I got un-lost and saw the lake… It was 6:30... Yeah I was lost for HOURS)
Now… The moral of the story is… “NEVER TRY AND RUN FROM YOUR PROBLEMS! It gets you nothing but LOST!!!”
Now the soundtrack of my day is… Lyfe Jennings Cry Luther Vandross Going In Circles Ashanti Foolish Common Faithful The Color Purple God’s trying to tell you something Jay-Z Nigga Please Jazmine Sullivan Need You Bad
I'm just Journee! & the thoughts in this blog are those of Empress Journee.... If you agree great.... If you don't great.... But I bet I made you think....
. He is going to be featured on DJ Jamad's Sirius Radio Feb 22,2009 40/XM 67 Hip Hop Nation from 12-2am.
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