Pet peeve #1,056: When people say "no homo"

In the past year I have noticed people adding the words "No Homo" to sentences in a very nonchalant manner.

It seems as though this practice is really popular and might even be considered a trend. (This worries me) It's usage is comparable to the way Canadians use the word 'EH'...They are pretty much interchangable...watch this:

1. "Look at that guy's haircut. It's pretty dope EH?"
2. "Look at that guy's haircut. It's pretty dope. No Homo"

See what I mean? OMG...what is happening in the world? This is NOT ok.

So I consult the Urban dictionary, as I often do when I hear "the kids" say something that I don't get. LOL. and this is what it says:

1. NO HOMO: said after something potentially gay was said. or stating that something is not gay even though it sounds that way.

"I feel like eating some salted nuts...no homo."

"I'ma be all up in your ass...no homo."

"Paul and I had each other's back all the time...no homo."

This second definition was my favourite:

2. NO HOMO: An addendum to a possibly homosexual-sounding statement. Working as a "Get Out of Jail Free" card, it allows the speaker to maintain his or her heterosexual reputation no matter how homosexual the previous or forthcoming statement.

"I'm coming out of the closet; I am gay, I have had gay sex numerous times, and I am moving to Massachusetts with my boyfriend to gave a gay marriage. No homo."

"No homo but i was just jacking off to some gay porn."


I remember the very first time someone said it to me. It was actually WRITTEN to me in a text message, so I KNOW I wasn't just hearing things. The person actually wrote: "Happy Valentines day...No lesbo" hahahaha I actually didn't get it and just thought that the person was probably homophobic and was torn between a) wanting to show me a kind gesture and b) not wanting me to mistake this gesture for some sort of romantic advance.

More and more I started noticing this "no homo" being said in regular conversations and in some rap songs. (Lil Wayne, Juelz Santana (Dipset))

The most recent example was a conversation between Lowe and a random dude in DC. The conversation went a little something like this:

Random dude: *points to his friend* "Ain't he quit a good lookin' fella? Do you think he's cute?"

Lowe: "Do YOU?"

Random dude: "I mean...that's my cousin. He's a good looking dude...No Homo"


In conclusion: Saying "No homo" is probably the gayest thing that I have ever heard. If you have to say "no homo" before or after a sentence then there is a good chance you have done other GAYish things prior to saying it. If you're worried that your friend is going to think you are GAY, then I'm pretty sure you're probably at least BI.

Seriously, the next time someone says it, I'm gonna snap. If you don't want me to punch you in the jejunem, don't say it around me. And kids...this is not cool no matter which rapper uses it. Just don't do it.

Random Sh*t

Anyone who knows me knows that I have a weakness for anything that's cute.

Babies, puppies, baby penguins, and the list goes on. Number one on the list is animals dressed up as other animals and the only thing better than that, is animals dressed up as humans.

As long as the animals are not being harmed, it's ok to dress them up and have a photoshoot.

Here are some of my faves:













I know you loved it as much as I did!

Don't even lie....

Song of the Week: Lions, Tigers & Bears (Jazmine Sullivan)

Lions, Tigers & Bears - Jazmine Sullivan

The other day, my friend asked me for advice on a new boy she likes. I gave her New Relationship Rule #1:Love freely...Don't bring baggage from past relationships into the new one. It will only start the relationship off with a bad foundation. Just because your last boyfriend cheated, doesn't mean all men do. Plus, you kinda look crazy when you accuse him of dumb shit just because you're afraid he'll hurt you like that last one did.

It's normal to be afraid to get hurt. When you trust someone with your heart and they don't care for it, it's hard to trust again. You learn from your mistakes and it's difficult to ignore what you've learned. But sometimes, it can backfire.

This song is for all those girls who are afraid to fall in love.


Lyrics:

I'm not scared of lions and tigers and bears (no I'm not)
But I'm scared of (loving you)
I'm not scared to perform at a sold out affair (that's right)
But I'm scared of (loving you)
Am I the only one who thinks it's an impossible task
Why it don't last? Is that too much to ask?
Why do we love Love,
When Love seems to hate us?

Sorry if I sound so filled with gloom.
You say you care, and I know you do...
But this is from my experience
And my conclusion only makes sense.
Just cause I love you, and you love me
It doesn't mean that we're meant to be.
I can climb mountains, swim cross the seas
But the most frightening you and me.

[Chorus]

Most circumstances, I know my fate
But in this love thang, I don't get the game.
Why does it feel like those who give in,
They only wind up losing a friend.
Just cause I love you and you love me,
It doesn't mean that we'll ever be.
Fly cross the ocean, sing for the queen
But the most frightening thing is you and me.

[Chorus]

I'm sure though I'm not sure
But if we never try, We'll never know
It's better to have loved then not to loved at all.
Not trying is worse than to stumble and fall
And if we do, I'd rather it be with you
Cause at least there will be sweet memories.
Oh I'm not scared...

[Chorus]

It's the dawn of a new era & the future of the world is looking brighter

Bill Maher was right when he said: "Take that Canada! Your head of state is a boring white dude named Stephen Harper and mine is a kick-ass black ninja named Barack Hussein Obama!!" It's true. For once in my life, I kind of envy Americans. With Barack as their president, they now have hope for change. They're headed in the right direction while we're stuck with the Canadian version of George "dubya" Bush as our PM.

I just got back from a ladies' roadtrip to DC to be a part of history. We left toronto at 630 am on january 19th packed up the white escalade with sleeping bags, snacks, canada goose parkas and duffle bags. We were planning on "roughin' it".

Coco drove the whole way and eva & I took turns navigating. Kiki slept pretty much the whole way. The drive was pretty smooth. We chatted, sang songs, played the alphabet game, stopped to pee 10 times and stopped to eat 3 times. We had a little bit of traffic in maryland where there was a major accident. Other than that, it was an easy drive. Oh ya...we got lost twice.

13 hours later, we get to our destination in New Carrolton, just outside of DC. Coco's cousin Michael has a house there & kindly offered his home as a place for us to stay. So much for roughing it...this place was really nice & big.

We were exhausted and went to bed around midnight. Our friend Keith who lives in Virginia said we had to be on the metro by 4am if we wanted to avoid the long lineups etc. So we set the alarm for 330 and got to the station by 430. There were already hundreds of cars & people there. But we were able to squeeze into the first train that got there.

We met with Keith who was going to lead us to the National Mall where we were going to witness the inauguration of Obama. (Not a shopping mall. Lol. The park between the lincoln memorial and the Capitol). There were swarms of people. It was dark, cold & windy but the energy of the crowds were so powerful it made me forget about the fact that I was tired & it was below zero temperature.

We walked about 8 blocks to 7th street and stood in line with hundreds of other people to wait for the gates to open at 7am. It was ridiculously cold. Our toes and fingers became icicles after the first hour. We were in layers of clothes and Canada goose parkas and we were in pain from the cold. Luckily Lowe brought some heat packs. Thank the Lawd!



After 6 hours of freezing in line, we only moved 10 feet closer to the gate!! There was a point where I thought people were going to try to rush the gate and lil me was gonna get trampled. I'm 5'1". I couldn't see anything in front of me..just backs and feet. If I were claustrophobic, I would've died. People were passing out, passing gas and having anxiety attacks left right and center. There was no communication from cops or security at the gate letting people know what was happening. It was kind of ridiculous. All they needed was a few more police, a medic and a megaphone and things could've run a lot smoother. Instead, they had 1 gate for every 400,000 people and the gate that we were at happen to be letting 1 person in every half hour. The whole time we waited, they let in 10 people. At 10:30am and after waiting 6 hours, we decided to give up and walk to the closest pub with a big screen TV.

We ended up at a nice bar/restaurant that had huge TVs around the bar. About 500 people stood around and watched the president get sworn in. There were all kinds of people from all over the world. It seemed like there was a moment in time where nothing could've broken the spirits of these people. We were all gathered together for the same reason and it didn't feel like we were strangers to each other. Everyone's eyes were glued to the TV. Even the servers stopped serving and taking orders.



Everytime they showed even a glimpse of Barack Obama, the whole place would cheer O-BA-MA or YES WE CAN! This man is truly loved. He has brought hope to a nation that has been failed by their government for years. It was AWESOME to be around these people...you could really FEEL their genuine happiness.

When Barack Obama was sworn in and during his speech, the place stood still in silence. People were crying, hugging, praying, smiling and just in awe. Right after, people cheered and strangers were hugging strangers. It was as if someone just told the whole place they had all won the lottery. It was truly moving and inspiring.




Even though we didn't make it to capitol hill, it was still an experience I'll never forget. I'm glad I drove 13 hours, I'm glad I waited in line for 6 hours and I'm glad I got to be a part of the biggest, greatest event to happen in my lifetime.

To quote the president: "What the cynics fail to understand is that the ground has shifted beneath them". What a statement! Oh yes....A Change 'gon come...

The crowd's reaction to Bush...

The crowd's reaction to Obama

Word of the day is... HANGRY

HUNGRY + ANGRY = HANGRY

If you know that guy in the picture above and you've been in contact with him prior to his first meal of the day, then you have been the victim of HANGRINESS.

You know when you're really hungry but you might be too busy to eat so you put it off and then your stomach starts to grumble and you feel like it's "eating itself". And more hours go by...then you just start acting like a total DICK and you're not sure why?

It's because you're HANGRY. It's a common condition that I myself have suffered from on a regular basis. I know a lot of people who are effected by this.

I didn't know there was an actual word for it until my friend Sima used it one day. We were at ikea and had been there for hours without eating breakfast or lunch and she kept saying "hurry up...I'm getting "hangry". I was like "angry? hungry? what did you just say"? And everything made sense.

My boyfriend is hangry at least once a day so what I do now to try to offset the effects is: I keep snacks in my purse so if I see a hanger episode coming on, I just reach into my purse and say..."here babe..put this in your mouth" and almost instantly, the effects start to lessen until we are able to find a place to sit down and eat. It really does the trick.

Simple diagnoses...simple solutions...

you can thank me later...