Anyway, tonight my OCD self is tempted to go through all of the posts by category, tag away, and then delete the categories.

or perhaps I can look into getting a life. yeah, that might work.

but somehow, these entries don’t make it to the screen, or they are doomed to live out their days as a draft, waiting to be perfected before I hit “publish”.

Blogging was supposed to help me with my chronic lack of discipline when it comes to writing, and it worked for a while, but then . . . I don’t know. Life happened. I’ve been wrestling with sickness both in my body and my soul. The words are there, but they refuse to break forth . . .

but I need to do something about this. because can I really call myself a writer if I never write?

And I have made a decision . . . I was going to take a poll about it, but I think I’ve decided. I’m going to move all of my “Du$$ar” stuff to a different blog. I just want to see what my traffic REALLY looks like, independent of any conversation about that whole mess. So I’m getting rid of it . . . I’ve decided.

Stay tuned!

This would mean that I would have to pay each month, but it would also mean that I could take in blogher ads, which might generate some income. (at least we hope they would?)

So I have been struggling for days, trying to decide what domain name to use. I had lorrainewoodward.com for a while, but it was before I was a steady blogger, so I wasn’t doing much of anything with it, so I let it go. I thought about lorraine.com but does that sound too much like a cheese? Then there’s wronskibeat.com, or the endless variations on “rainsramblings.com” and the like . . .

but just a few minutes ago, I figured it out. It’s brilliant . . . it’s perfect . . . it’s so ME! at least I think/hope it is.

are you ready?

littlemisstottenvilledotcom.

now granted, I was never actually “little miss tottenville”–I was first runner up–but I think that this is perhaps the domain name that says everything you could possibly need to know about me.

 do you agree? do you think it sounds too much like “little miss sunshine“?

Let me know what you think. All I know is that *I’m* excited about it . . .

“I love you lorraine”

awwwwwww . . . I love you too!

unless you’re creepy. then never mind . . .

I discovered Carmen Van Kerckhove and her wonderful blogs not too long ago. Imagine my surprise when I saw that she had been a guest on Grand Rapids’ own Radio in Black and White . . . which I had heard of, but haven’t listened to until now . . . although I need to start tuning in . . .

anyway, you should listen too. You can hear the interview directly on Carmen’s blog by clicking the arrow at the bottom of this post . . . it will take about 35 minutes to listen to the part that includes her, but it’s totally worth it, especially towards the end when she starts talking about Africa . . .

I have to work on fixing the title, but otherwise I like it.

do you?

[never mind that both Diallo and Louima were not only petite (I don't think either was taller than 5'7"), but also immigrants. The adage, "pick on someone your own size" comes to mind, and it seems to me that you never hear about the police in NYC going after a 6'4" black man. Which to me is a definite evidence of the subconscious underpinnings of these shootings. not to mention a definite "S.A.Y.P." moment.]

I found this video almost funny . . . that is, until the part at the end where Moore suggests that all black folks in NYC walk around with their hands up in the air at all times . . . that part made me really sad, remembering one young woman who had such a huge impact on me when I was working at the Gap . . . she came into our store with her cash in her hand, and spent her whole time shopping there with her hand raised high, showing us that she really did have the money to shop there, that she wasn’t there to steal.

It was the saddest thing I have ever seen. I wanted to tell her, “you don’t have to do that . . . we look at suspicious behavior, not at how you dress or the color of your skin” . . . but I knew that I couldn’t tell her that she didn’t have to do what she was doing, because despite all of our training to the contrary, I couldn’t give her any guarantees that she would not be pre-judged in this way. 

and that really sucks.

“get a car towed in nyc”
 (this, or some variation of this, is a common search term here. I’m glad I can be of service!)

“alyssa alanis” (hey now! that set of names is already taken!)

“duggars insane” (THAT’S RIGHT!) and many other variations.

“kalamazoo racist” (yes, sometimes)

“underarms photos” (yeah, well . . . )

and my ABSOLUTE  FAVORITE for the week:

“pronounce acrost”

YES, THAT’S CORRECT!!! THERE IS NO “T” IN “ACROSS”!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!