grade school

Guess who is on the latest podcast???

ME

My boy Eclectik had me on his podcast to wax poetic about grade school!

Join us as we discuss back in the days from 1st grade to 6th
The Classes, Teachers, The Girls, Lunch Room, After School … some of everything

Take a listen, love it and leave a comment … email the show at: Podcast@eclectikrelaxation.com

click the link and listen
http://eclectikrelaxation.com/blog/2012/03/14/edp04-grade-school-life/

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TOPIC...Back in the Day (childhood/ole skool memories)...cohosted by Eclectik

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SIMPLY PUT...

if you ever drove a Big Wheel

if you ever made food with an Easy Bake Oven

if you ever spent your Saturday mornings watching cartoons

if you ever remember when there were only 3 channels on tv...you don't wanna miss this show!!!!

throwback thursday

Picture this...

the time was 1993...

the scene was on the campus of my alma mater, South Carolina State University.


As many of you know, I met my wife when I was in college. Prior to meeting her, I was the typical guy who loved women. I had seen alotta things in my time at SC State when it came to sistas. However, I had one encounter that I'll never forget...


One day after practice, me and my boys, Moe and Russell stopped by the cafe to grab something to eat. As we were eating, I noticed a female who was staring at me from across the room. Our eyes connected. She smiled and looked away. A few minutes passed and I noticed that she was staring at me again. She smiled at me. So, I smiled at her. I didn't know who she was. In fact, prior to that day I had never seen her before. I told Moe and Russ that she was checkin' me out. She was very cute. I mean, she was an eye catcher (looked like Megan Goode). I waited for her to leave so I could see what her body looked like. As she walked past our table, I noticed that she had a nice body AND she was bowlegged. OMG! A young 12kyle was a sucka for women with pretty eyes and bowlegs. Anyway, I wanted to run up on her and talk to her but I played it cool. I knew I'd see her again...

I saw the Mystery Girl for the next few days at the same cafe...at the same time. She continued to stare and smile. Well, I had made up my mind that it was time for me to stop being cool and holla at her. Just as I was about to stroll over to her table I ran into an old female friend from freshman year. She proceeded to talk (without interruption) for the next 10 mins. By the time she finished, the Mystery Girl was gone. I was pissed. She had slipped through my fingers again. Or did she? Well, later that night, I received a phone call from my homegirl, Stacy. She called and said that her friend Kandi wants to meet me. She also said that "Kandi has been watching you in the cafe and she thinks that you're cute." TOUCHDOWN! Could it be that Stacy is friends with the Mystery Girl???? Before I got my hopes up I had to confirm it. I asked Stacy what was Kandi wearing that day. She replied..."a yellow shirt and jeans." I thought to myself..."YESSSSS! That's her. That's what she was wearing." I told Stacy to give Kandi my number and we'd talk. She did.

Kandi called me the next day. I was surprised at how cool she was. Within a few mins into the conversation, I realized that not only was she fine but she was smart (can't talk to dumb chicks). I was liking her even more now. We talked for 2 hrs that night. We complimented each other on our looks. She said that she didnt know if I had paid her any attention. I told her that I had never seen her around until recently. I was truly impressed. I learned that she was a big football fan, pre-med major, and a hip hop fan. That was right up my alley!!!

For the next week, Kandi and I would talk on the phone for at least an hour each night. I was really feeling her. Not only was she fine but she had a good head on her shoulders. One night while we were on the phone, I heard her humming a tune. I asked her if she could sing. She said "yes." So, I asked her to sing something for me. She sang the first verse of Anita Baker's "You Bring Me Joy." OMG!!! She sounded JUST like Anita Baker!!!! I'm thinkin' to myself..."she went from being a Mystery Girl to a fine, smart chick who can sing her face off." Young 12kyle was enjoying himself.

From the time that we exchanged numbers, we had not seen each other in the cafe anymore. The phone calls were great but she felt like we should sit down face-to-face. That was cool for me b/c I wanted to stare into thos pretty brown eyes any way. We agreed to meet for brunch on a Sunday morning. I was pumped up. Got dressed and threw on some Cool Water cologne (don't laugh...lol). I made it to the cafe before she did so I sat down and waited for her arrival.

I waited. And waited. And waited. I'm like..."where is this chick?" Finally, a chick sits directly in front of me. I looked at her and smiled...but it wasn't Kandi. I wanted to tell the chick that the seat was taken. But before I could open my mouth she said..."Hi Kyle. I'm Kandi. Nice to FINALLY talk to you in person and not over the phone." This chick wasn't Kandi. Well, she WAS but she wasn't. I mean, she was Kandi but she wasn't the same chick who I was droolin' over. It wasn't her. She didn't look good either...I mean...she was aiiight. But she didn't look like the Mystery Girl. Was this a case of mistaken identity? How the hell did this happen? This chick had on halter top that exposed her breasts. And she had hair on her chest!!!!! Ewwwwwwwwwwww!!!!

I was sooo disgusted. But I had to play it cool and act like I was still interested in talking. I played it off but that might have been the longest 45 mins of my life. I was shook. I don't know how this happened! Where was the chick who looked liked Megan with the big pretty eyes and the bow legs? We had a decent convo despite the fact that I was an emotional wreck inside. As I left the cafe, I told her that I'd call her later (I didnt but I did call her again) I was in a state of shock.

I was looking for the dime and somebody gave me a hairy nickel.

SHIT!

mixtape monday

i had to go back for these...

some of these songs were made when i was a snot nosed youngin so i know that it'll be foreign to y'all but enjoy!!!

MIXTAPE MONDAY


LL
I'm Bad





Michael Jackson
Billie Jean (Motown Celebration)




Marvin Gaye
National Anthem (NBA All-Star Game)





Eddie Murphy
Party All the Time






New Edition
Can You Stand the Rain (Live)
Arsenio Hall Show

just schoolin em'

The king of crowd rockers finally is back
My voice is your choice as the hottest wax
True as a wizard, just a blizzard, I ain't taken no crap
I'm rhymin' and designin' with your girl in my lap
The bass is kickin' always stickin' cause you like it that way
You take a step because it's def and plus it's by Cool J.
Cut Creator on the fader, my right-hand man
We rock the bells so very well cause that's the name of this jam
Rock the bells

LL Cool J (Rock the Bells) my joint!!!

"C'mon Daddy, you're taking too long."

Those were the words spoken to me by my soon to be 9 yr old son, Deion. He was in a hurry to attend the open house orientation at his elementary school. He and his brother, Kameron go back to school on Monday. The summer vacation is over. Time to go back to school.

You'd think that he would want a few more days of summer vacation. He could stay up late and he didn't have to do any homework. No. Not him. He's ready to go back to school.

As we walked the hallways at his school. I kept hearing the same things...

"Hey Deion."

"Whussup, Deion."

Well, it didn't take me long to realize that this kid is like the mayor or something. He knows everybody and everybody knows him. The only thing that he didn't do was shake hands and kiss some babies. He had a huge grin on his face when he met his 4th grade teacher. He picked out "his seat" and he told her that he couldn't wait until Monday morning. I don't ever remember being this pumped up for school. LOL

The first day of school always brings back good memories for me. Much like him, there'd be a lotta "hello's and high fives". I remember a lotta stuff...checkin' out the new chicks, rockin your new school clothes, crackin jokes on the bus, notebooks and #2 pencils.

One embarrassing memory was in 7th grade...this chick had her period for the 1st time...and she had on white pants!!! Haaaaaaaaa. Classic

You got any back to school memories??? Hollatchaboi!!!

throwback thursday

Welcome to Throwback Thursday. Take a ride back in time with ya boy 12kyle as we travel to the good ole days

Year : 1996

Place : South Carolina State University

Time : Senior year

I'm a jokester. I like to play pranks on my friends. I've always been like that. I dunno why but I get a good laugh out of it. Anyway, the victim this time would be one of my best friends and teammates at school...my boy Moe. Me and Moe are tight. We've been hangin' since our freshman year. We have a lot in common. We both played on the football team (both of us were wide receivers), liked the same kinda women, liked the same kinda music, and we were usually hangin together at all times. We're still close to this day. Moe is the godfather to my oldest son. We talk every day. When we were in school, our wives (girlfriends at the time) would joke about how we were like twins.

Moe was a marketing major like me. We had took almost all of our classes together. And we needed to b/c we needed to push each other in the classroom like we did on the football field. One day, we were assigned to do a group project for our international marketing class. Our group consisted of me, Moe, and Marcel. As usual, we waited until the last minute to complete the project. We had a week to get it done but we didn't get started until the night before the project was due. I spoke to Moe earlier in the day and reminded him that we were meeting to do the project that night. Each of us had to do their 1/3 of the work and bring it to the meeting at the library. Well, Moe decides that he wants to go to the Pit (hangout spot just like on A Different World). Moe never shows up. I'm furious! In the back of my mind, I knew that he'd pull some kinda stunt so I was already prepared to cover him.

I advised Marcel that we should get him back. I told him "when Moe calls us on the phone...don't answer. If he asks about the project, tell him that we didn't do it and we're gonna get a F." Well, Moe calls me at 6am. I didn't answer b/c I knew it was him. He called Marcel...no answer. Our class didn't start until 4pm. He wasn't able to get in touch with anybody so he knew what he had to do...he had to do the project by himself. He didn't want to do it but he had no choice. He finally finds me around noon and I told him that we hadn't done anything. I also informed him that the "F" really wasn't gonna hurt the "A" that i had in the class. But he knew that an "F" would hurt his "C" average. LOL.

When we arrive in class at 4, Moe is clearly disgusted with me and Marcel. But he did the whole project. Much to our surprise!!! We told him that we finished it the previous night!!!! If you would've seen the look on his face...priceless. He wanted to kill me. I was on the floor ROLLIN'. "Haaaaaa!!!! I got you! I got you!!" He was clearly pissed but what could he do? We put some of his info with what we had and we got an "A" on the project. I got him good!

My joy was short lived. The next semester (our last) he got me back. We both needed to pass financial management to graduate. I hated the class but I had mad respect for our professor, Dr. Cole. Going into our finals, we both had "C"s and we needed to pass the final exam to graduate. The mere thought of financial management terrified me. This class was the sole reason why i didn't send out any graduation invitations to my relatives b/c I wasn't sure if I was gonna pass the class. And Dr. Cole was one of the toughest professors in the School of Business. Anyway...we took the final exam. I thought that I did well on it. Dr. Cole had advised us that he would post the grades in 2 days. I knew if I didn't pass it, I'd have to come back to school for another semester. I couldn't do that.

I sent Moe to Dr.Cole's office to get the results. I shouldn't have done that. He called me later that day. He told me that I didn't pass the final but he did. I was speechless. I kept thinking..."how am I gonna explain this to my momma?" I was pissed off so I told Moe that I'd call him back. I got off the phone and I told my girl (mrs12) that I had failed. I was crushed. Then...about 5 mins later...the phone rings. It's Moe. I didn't wanna talk to him or anybody else. He says..."tell Kyle that I was just joking...he passed. He's gonna graduate." She told me and I was livid!! Arrrrrrgh! How could you play with my emotions like that?

He got me! I can't front. We still laugh about it to this day.

breaking curfew

Curfew. That word has always been foreign to me. I never had a curfew growing up. Never. I know you're thinking...who would need a curfew in Florence, SC? It's not like there was a ton of stuff to do. Nevertheless, my mom never gave me a curfew. She would always say..."you need to come in at a respectable hour." She never said "be home by 1am". She didn't have to. I knew better. Even as a married man, I still don't have a curfew. Mrs12 knows that when I do go out, I'm not gonna be out too long. I've never been a dude who came in when the sun was coming up. I'm a morning person. I don't like to "sleep in".

The only time that I had a curfew was when I played football in college at South Carolina State University. We had a curfew of 11pm. Was that a fair time? Prolly not...but I understood. From August to December, I had to be in the dorm by that time. I didn't like the curfew but I abided by it.

One Friday night before the season started, I put the curfew to the test. I remember it like it was yesterday. It was 11:30 pm and I was STARVIN'. I was chillin in my dorm room with my partner/teammate Quevin. He was starvin', too. He suggested that we should call somebody to bring us some food. I called one of my best friends, Nicole, to see if she had any food that she could bring to me.

Me: Sup Nicole? Do you have any food over there? I'm starvin'

Nicole: I've got a couple of boxes of Famous Amos oatmeal and raisin cookies.

Me: Word? Bring em to me. Now!!!

Nicole: Are you crazy? I just took a shower and I just washed my hair. I'm not coming outside!!! If you want em, come over here.

Me: Man, I can't come over there. It's past my curfew.

Nicole: Well...I guess you're not that hungry.

I had a decision to make. I wasn't gonna go...although oatmeal and raisin cookies are my FAVORITE!!! Quevin convinced me to go! He wanted some cookies. We had a scrimmage game the next day. We knew that we weren't gonna play that much anyway b/c we were young. We knew that we were taking a risk but we had to eat.

So we rolled to Nicole's dorm. We devoured the cookies on the spot and spent 10 mins talking with Nicole and her roommates. As we were getting ready to leave, Q suggested that we stop by the pajama party that was going on. I thought that we'd be ok. We were only gonna stay there for 5 mins.

We went to the party and stayed for 30 mins. As we were leaving, we were spotted and busted by one of the grad assistant coaches. Damn! I couldn't believe it. We told him that we had only come out of the dorm to get something to eat. He told us that he believed us and he wouldn't tell the coach. He lied! The next day, afte the scrimmage, our coach announced "I need to see Kyle and Quevin after we're done". My heart sank. I didn't think that the dude was gonna rat us out. It was 98 degrees out there. The LAST thing that I wanted to do was to have to run extra laps after the scrimmage!!! Not only did we have to run but we had to ROLL THE FIELD (process of laying on the ground and rolling continuously for 100 yards) and we had to BEAR CRAWL (the process of crawling on all fours but you can't use your knees). It was hell. I threw up...several times.

All of that for some damn cookies! LOL

Did you have a curfew? What time was it? Have you ever been caught breaking curfew?

Hollatchaboi!!!