Dear UIGM Faithful,
I am so sorry I let the whole day go by without a fresh post. For once I had a full day away from the computer. It won’t happen again, and if it does, I will do my best to let you all know in advance.
Until Monday, here’s a fresh piece that ran on O.G. Henry Louis Gates’ Internet home, theroot.com, entitled. “Jay-Z and Oprah Make Lemon Pie.” You should be seeing my name a lot more frequently over there, and I will definitely keep linking to the new pieces I contribute there as well as any other places my byline appears.
Once again, apologies for no post today, but enjoy the article and thank you for all your support.
Jozen
Dear Girl Who Was In the Middle of Having Sex With Me When the Gospel Song Came On,
I apologize for the gospel song that came on the radio while we were in the middle of having sex. That was awkward, wasn’t it?
You know it wasn’t my fault, but you were right. I should’ve never left the radio on during the Quiet Storm/Love Jam hour, knowing they always play at least one song about our Lord and Savior.
My Bad,
Jozen
P.S. In case you forgot the song that came on, click here.
P.S.S. This happened years ago but I apologize to God about this everyday. Trust me.
Dear Ex-Girlfriend who took me to the strip club for my birthday,
I apologize for the $30 ATM service fee they charged at that one strip club, to which I forgot the name. We should have left the moment we saw that shit pop-up on the screen.
I know I didn’t make you go forth and withdraw money, and I know it was my birthday, and I know I used it too, to get cab fare just so you wouldn’t feel as bad (trust me, I apologize to myself everyday). Still, $30? What were we thinking? Instead of saying, “It’s up to you,” I should have just grabbed your arm and said, “Girl, they’re crazy. Let’s get the hell out of here.” But I didn’t and for that, I apologize.
My bad,
Jozen
Jozen
