<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389</id><updated>2012-02-02T18:36:09.666-05:00</updated><category term='craigslist'/><category term='How to'/><category term='First one back'/><category term='hug it out bitch'/><category term='#eventhoughwhatwedoiswrong'/><category term='#everythugneedsalady'/><title type='text'>The Butch Caucus</title><subtitle type='html'>As butches we have our own spectrum of "queerness". We are gender-queers; in butch/femme relationships, in butch/butch relationships or no relationships; butches - as a gender option; butches comfortable being butches; butches comfortable being lesbian; butches comfortable being women, butches being comfortable being men.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>114</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-764154663952127260</id><published>2010-11-05T21:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T21:37:21.244-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Formal Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://fineanddandyshop.blogspot.com/2010/11/formal-friday.html"&gt;Formal Friday&lt;/a&gt;: "&lt;div style="clear:both;text-align:left"&gt;Fridays have officially gone formal at FineAndDandyShop.com. In our opinion the world has gone too casual from a style perspective. This is our anti-casual Friday. So each week we encourage you to get dressed up, encourage your co-workers to do the same, and send us a photo and tell us something about yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center"&gt;Andrew in his sweater formal:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQIh-Oq77EU/TNSfsOx5E0I/AAAAAAAAExo/QfJqZBWA42E/s1600/Andrew+Formal+Friday+2.jpg" style="margin-left:1em;margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQIh-Oq77EU/TNSfsOx5E0I/AAAAAAAAExo/QfJqZBWA42E/s400/Andrew+Formal+Friday+2.jpg" width="265"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center"&gt;Stephen and Bradley celebrating Formal Friday at work at Toronto&amp;#39;s Crate &amp;amp; Barrel:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQIh-Oq77EU/TNSfwq1RmpI/AAAAAAAAExs/mMRuM2_fh4M/s1600/Stephen+&amp;amp;+Bradley+110210.JPG" style="margin-left:1em;margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQIh-Oq77EU/TNSfwq1RmpI/AAAAAAAAExs/mMRuM2_fh4M/s400/Stephen+&amp;amp;+Bradley+110210.JPG" width="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center"&gt;New Zealand tailor Glen in his self-made vest:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQIh-Oq77EU/TNSfzvrNQWI/AAAAAAAAExw/Lh-jq6KPYVI/s1600/Glen+110210.jpg" style="margin-left:1em;margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQIh-Oq77EU/TNSfzvrNQWI/AAAAAAAAExw/Lh-jq6KPYVI/s400/Glen+110210.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center"&gt;Formal Friday favorite Michael:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQIh-Oq77EU/TNSf28IpgCI/AAAAAAAAEx0/Fn8B0eeh51s/s1600/DSC05230.jpeg" style="margin-left:1em;margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQIh-Oq77EU/TNSf28IpgCI/AAAAAAAAEx0/Fn8B0eeh51s/s400/DSC05230.jpeg" width="342"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center"&gt;Ariel in his Brooklyn rainy day formal:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQIh-Oq77EU/TNSf5oBZBZI/AAAAAAAAEx4/fNgmezVyo_E/s1600/Ariel+110510.jpg" style="margin-left:1em;margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQIh-Oq77EU/TNSf5oBZBZI/AAAAAAAAEx4/fNgmezVyo_E/s400/Ariel+110510.jpg" width="146"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center"&gt;John of California:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQIh-Oq77EU/TNSgJINFhlI/AAAAAAAAEx8/nk1bsrM8k7k/s1600/John+110210.jpg" style="margin-left:1em;margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQIh-Oq77EU/TNSgJINFhlI/AAAAAAAAEx8/nk1bsrM8k7k/s400/John+110210.jpg" width="266"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center"&gt;FineAndDandyShop.com shopkeeper, Matt:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQIh-Oq77EU/TNSgWQz0xyI/AAAAAAAAEyA/FyKxFoVQgCk/s1600/IMG_1919.JPG" style="margin-left:1em;margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQIh-Oq77EU/TNSgWQz0xyI/AAAAAAAAEyA/FyKxFoVQgCk/s400/IMG_1919.JPG" width="300"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center"&gt;Jason of &lt;a href="http://bowtiefriday.tumblr.com/"&gt;Bow Tie Friday&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQIh-Oq77EU/TNSgqtwAiPI/AAAAAAAAEyE/W6rDzxCc8Hs/s1600/Jason+110510.jpg" style="margin-left:1em;margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQIh-Oq77EU/TNSgqtwAiPI/AAAAAAAAEyE/W6rDzxCc8Hs/s400/Jason+110510.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center"&gt;Enrique sporting his new FineAndDandyShop.com wool bow tie:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQIh-Oq77EU/TNSgyD3pLKI/AAAAAAAAEyI/Rol_mneLbsk/s1600/IMG_1917.JPG" style="margin-left:1em;margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQIh-Oq77EU/TNSgyD3pLKI/AAAAAAAAEyI/Rol_mneLbsk/s400/IMG_1917.JPG" width="300"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img width="1" height="1" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8435114529588242376-5273415395314675177?l=fineanddandyshop.blogspot.com" alt=""&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-764154663952127260?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://fineanddandyshop.blogspot.com/2010/11/formal-friday.html' title='Formal Friday'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/764154663952127260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=764154663952127260' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/764154663952127260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/764154663952127260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2010/11/formal-friday.html' title='Formal Friday'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQIh-Oq77EU/TNSfsOx5E0I/AAAAAAAAExo/QfJqZBWA42E/s72-c/Andrew+Formal+Friday+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-7318876231543388469</id><published>2010-10-25T18:51:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T18:52:28.737-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Harlem Renaissance: Gladys Bentley</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;GLADYS BENTLEY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; – &lt;/br&gt;&lt;i&gt;The World’s Greatest Sepia Piano Artist!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;img hspace="0" border="0" align="middle" vspace="0" style="width: 282px; height: 434px;" src="http://sappho.fromthesquare.org/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/16-Gladys-Bentley.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In the 1920s Harlem was an open and accepting place for gays and lesbians.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;African-American historian Henry Louis Gates has described the Harlem Renaissance as being “surely as gay as it was black, not that it was exclusively either of these.” Black gays and lesbians, described in Harlem vernacular as being “in the life,” provided entertainment in the form of private parties, sometimes fund raisers, and sometimes private erotic events. &lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;In addition to the clubs of Harlem, private rent parties became a place where gays and lesbians could dance and socialize without fear of being arrested. Rent parties were private parties that people threw in their apartments to raise rent. Rent parties became places for gays and lesbians to mingle in relative safety.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Enter Gladys Bentley.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Born in 1907 the Philadelphia native left home at 16 for New York.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;For Gladys, her lesbianism made her need to strike out on her own all the more urgent. As she would recall many years later in an Ebony Magazine Article, &amp;quot;It seems I was born different. At least, I always thought so....From the time I can remember anything ,even as I was toddling , I never wanted a man to touch me...Soon I began to feel more comfortable in boys clothes than in dresses&amp;quot;. &lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;img hspace="0" border="0" align="baseline" vspace="0" style="width: 221px; height: 275px;" src="http://www.nfo.net/usa/GladysBentley-MonasClub.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She began her career singing and playing&lt;span&gt; piano at rent parties and the legendary speakeasies of &amp;quot;Jungle Alley&amp;quot; at 133 between Lenox and Seventh Avenue.&lt;/span&gt; She appeared at Harry Hansberry's &amp;quot;Clam House&amp;quot; on 133rd Street, one of New York City's most notorious gay speakeasies, in the 1920s, and headlined in the early thirties at Harlem's Ubangi Club, where she was backed up by a chorus line of drag queens.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;She attracted gay, straight, black and white audiences.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img hspace="0" border="0" align="baseline" vspace="0" style="width: 248px; height: 437px;" src="http://www.laprogressive.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/Bentley-Bently.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What I love about her the most is she was a BUTCH lesbian.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Bentley dressed in her trademark tuxedo and top hat. She flaunted her sexual orientation and reputation as a 'bulldagger' or butch lesbian. She openly flirted with women in the audience. She was a 250 pound woman dressed in men's clothes (including a signature tuxedo and top hat), who played piano and sang her own raunchy lyrics to popular tunes of the day in a deep, growling voice while flirting outrageously with women in the audience.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Starting in 1928 (at age 21) she began a recording career that spanned 2 decades. 8 recordings for the OKeh recording company were followed by a side with the Washboard Serenader’s on the Victor label. Although on her recordings she did not dare have lesbian lyrics, she certainly played up this image in the clubs and in public.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;She married a white woman from NJ and used her fortune to provide them with an apartment on Park Avenue complete with servants and drivers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;img hspace="0" border="0" align="baseline" vspace="0" style="width: 255px; height: 349px;" src="http://cache2.asset-cache.net/xc/92953525.jpg?v=1&amp;c=IWSAsset&amp;k=2&amp;d=77BFBA49EF878921CC759DF4EBAC47D05695488CF36F76A5A6B784496596B5FC7734503256195874" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;In the 1930s the repeal of Prohibition quickly eroded the prominence of Harlem speakeasies. Furthermore, the Great Depression seems to have ended much of the &amp;quot;anything goes&amp;quot; spirit of tolerance that had pervaded in the 1920s.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;By 1937 the glory days of Jungle Alley were very much a thing of the past. Bentley (now aged 30) moved to Los Angeles to live with her mother in a small California bungalow. She was able to maintain some success, particularly during World War 2 when many homosexual bars proliferated on the west coast. Once again , Bentley carved out a niche for herself in this subculture and environment. Many lesbian women came to see her shows at &amp;quot;Joquins' El Rancho&amp;quot; in Los Angeles and &amp;quot;Monas&amp;quot; in San Francisco, although on occasion she did have legal trouble for performing in her signature male attire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;In the 1950s McCarthyism swept the United States and it was no longer safe to be an &amp;quot;out and proud&amp;quot; butch lesbian bulldagger. Out of desperate fear for her own survival (particularly with an ageing mother to support) Gladys Bentley started wearing dresses, and sanitizing her act. In 1950, Bentley wrote a desperate, largely fabricated article for Ebony entitled &amp;quot;I am Woman Again&amp;quot; in which she claimed to have cured her lesbianism via female hormone treatments.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Bentley became an active and devoted member of &amp;quot;The Temple of Love in Christ, Inc&amp;quot;. She was about to become an ordained minister in the church when she died of a flu epidemic in 1960 at the age of 52.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;These desperate attempts to survive do not diminish her previous accomplishments. For many years, on a daily basis, she took risks that would not be common until the Stonewall era. In the last two decades, Rosetta Records has re-issued some of Ms. Bentley’s songs as part of various &amp;quot;Women in Jazz&amp;quot; compilations.&lt;span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img hspace="0" border="0" align="baseline" vspace="0" style="width: 297px; height: 297px;" src="http://www.bilerico.com/2009/07/bentley8643b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-7318876231543388469?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/7318876231543388469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=7318876231543388469' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/7318876231543388469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/7318876231543388469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2010/10/gladys-bentley-worlds-greatest-sepia.html' title='Harlem Renaissance: Gladys Bentley'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-5835003149787344333</id><published>2010-10-15T16:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T16:19:02.444-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Recommendation: Afghan Girls Growing Up as Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Genderfork/~3/EzWxye9D0wA/"&gt;Recommendation: Afghan Girls Growing Up as Boys&lt;/a&gt;: "&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dayle recommends…&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2010/09/21/world/asia/21gender.html?src=me&amp;amp;ref=world"&gt;&lt;img src="http://genderfork.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/10/GENDER-articleLarge.jpg" alt="" title="GENDER-articleLarge" width="500" height="292"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2010/09/21/world/asia/21gender.html?src=me&amp;amp;ref=world"&gt;Afghan Girls Growing Up as Boys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;article&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is a great &lt;em&gt;New York Times&lt;/em&gt; article about the way many Afghan girls and their mothers deal with social pressures. Women are pressured to have boys, not girls, and girls are treated poorly. To cope, some mothers choose to pass their little girl off as a little boy. Outside their home, these girls grow up as boys.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I found it fascinating and you should definitely take a look.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:center;font-size:14px"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;» &lt;a href="http://genderfork.com/?page_id=1901"&gt;Recommend something.&lt;/a&gt; «&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-5835003149787344333?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Genderfork/~3/EzWxye9D0wA/' title='Recommendation: Afghan Girls Growing Up as Boys'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/5835003149787344333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=5835003149787344333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/5835003149787344333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/5835003149787344333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2010/10/recommendation-afghan-girls-growing-up.html' title='Recommendation: Afghan Girls Growing Up as Boys'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-8213352808785747136</id><published>2010-08-20T12:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T12:24:15.685-04:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 Danish Female Bodybuilding Champ</title><content type='html'>Diesel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/H9TPRo9lvwA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/H9TPRo9lvwA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-8213352808785747136?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/8213352808785747136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=8213352808785747136' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/8213352808785747136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/8213352808785747136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2010/08/2010-danish-female-bodybuilding-champ.html' title='2010 Danish Female Bodybuilding Champ'/><author><name>A. 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Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-6469132928398292243</id><published>2010-08-20T12:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T12:15:02.299-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Before Yeezy....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" height="600" src="http://api.ning.com/files/ZotQc8wBS-JOCSA7XFMY8qyoK*o6tsZAzCwpFiQ9PKeSCZzNiv1EPJOTBIAWGsjXm*J*RH-WGsVxqW80gcttPJg1hGhPzy2V/rodriguezkanyeamberrose.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got the baddest 9th grade crush on Kanye's fine ass girlfriend Amber Rose, and apparently chick was involved with women before Yeezy. She openly acknowledges having exclusive monogamous relationships with one or the other. Not at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite quote from her is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I love to be on my back, so I can look into my man's eyes while he's stroking me"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Damn.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" height="403" src="http://api.ning.com/files/VxZmmR3suMTNCTDUGky2mUEnUzP9dQXWDdn3jJrfq*fUwc2gNJHyIKLbS1X45ceUChlZzI1tzakDa2ARyb8VEFwZ*jBmOENN/56779096clutchmag220200941838pm.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shout out to MTO for reporting this professionally and without &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/conjecture"&gt;conjecture&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" height="360" src="http://api.ning.com/files/ZotQc8wBS-J-Q4hWb0zIVsSkEhWw2lRYuyHff3gHcmOAiuJD6mP94ArXUxMT-esqjaf9vmRvMIgsnxWFX8THtnJEoSYl-Sgx/TiffanyandAmber3.jpg" width="648" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations, she's a stud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hiphoprx.com/2009/03/17/amber-rose-kanye-wests-girlfriend-talks-sex-bisexuality-and-shares-intimate-details-of-her-naked-body/"&gt;Listen to a Interview with Amber Rose&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" height="537" src="http://api.ning.com/files/ZotQc8wBS-KqwyHcnQMV9d1*phJbaPpoRhl6RQ9GzCsFPifeOIkkfiasZdCR-q3en9llxXkszIY2lqzcOZq4U9rwui0qGj-H/amberrosebomba.jpg" width="341" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Heard they'd do anything for a klondike &lt;br /&gt;Well I'd do anything for a blonde dyke&lt;br /&gt;And she'll do anything for the limelight&lt;br /&gt;And we'll do anything when the time's right&lt;br /&gt;Ugh...baby, you're makin' it (harder, better, faster, stronger)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-6469132928398292243?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/6469132928398292243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=6469132928398292243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/6469132928398292243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/6469132928398292243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2010/08/before-yeezy.html' title='Before Yeezy....'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-1874166257452715670</id><published>2010-08-20T06:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T06:24:03.943-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Couth: Wave Building Resources.</title><content type='html'>Fellas, It's very important to look, dress, and smell your best.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://api.ning.com/files/WyLdpauP4gAsL2WC3FY5373rwK-Rg2YVz0zkwHbx1Xn9tPzDUTnwqnjUxkA03uCSaJ3fUOwcD33qKL4Se*sc2VxuiVYEvI8i/BAttlepictures006.jpg" alt="" width="640" height="426"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a quick guide to getting your waves tight.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://api.ning.com/files/WyLdpauP4gAuPY1Nh53C9JfWXHlKFClpZkCsx96lUxRMyORu6PlGKmbo35ivpfwjtxXkcMtBYB2BF3Rv56CMNYSRSQ8gy3gr/wavebuilderguide.pdf"&gt;wavebuilderguide.pdf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-1874166257452715670?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/1874166257452715670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=1874166257452715670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/1874166257452715670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/1874166257452715670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2010/08/couth-wave-building-resources.html' title='Couth: Wave Building Resources.'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-7699217632271110474</id><published>2010-08-20T06:19:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T06:21:02.322-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet the Caucus: Patricia "Cacahuate (Peanut)" Manuel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://api.ning.com/files/u2GNoyVLzzvclr1boDULchXdZ4K4qXfSNRXQsqlqqxVaAE2UlQ4nAkBBI4ZB*2E0/Screenshot20090929at1.49.05PM.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Patricia Manuel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Home&lt;/b&gt;: Commerce, CA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Birthday&lt;/b&gt;: July 22, 1985&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Weight Class&lt;/b&gt;: Light Welterweight/132 lb/60 kg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Height&lt;/b&gt;: 5-6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Coach's Name&lt;/b&gt;: Roberto Luna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Club Name&lt;/b&gt;: Commerce Boxing Club&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Began Boxing&lt;/b&gt;: 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Occupation&lt;/b&gt;: Personal trainer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Career Highlight&lt;/b&gt;: Winning National Golden Gloves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who has been your biggest influence and why&lt;/b&gt;: My trainer. He motivates me to improve myself, both inside &amp;amp; outside of the ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;How did you get involved in boxing&lt;/b&gt;: I was overweight and was looking for a way to get into shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is your greatest strength in the ring&lt;/b&gt;: Work ethic and metnal fortitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Did you ever play any other sports&lt;/b&gt;: Softball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What do you love most about boxing&lt;/b&gt;: The discipline that is involved and the one-on-one competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are your goals in and out of the ring&lt;/b&gt;: To represent the USA in the Olympics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is your favorite TV show&lt;/b&gt;: Misadventures of Flapjack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are your hobbies outside of boxing&lt;/b&gt;: Movies, surfing, music, reading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is something interesting about you that most people don't know&lt;/b&gt;: I have a weakness for pork products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://api.ning.com/files/zLa65jAbgxd0kdCN1DbOq*QV43JMKRcglCTC3tBiOJi2mqt2pMbTbxt*wr3Q9HXC/Screenshot20090929at1.29.27PM.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patricia "Cacahuate (Peanut)" Manuel is a featherweight professional boxer fighting out of the famed Commerce Boxing Club. The Commerce Boxing Club has produced numerous national amateur champions including two Olympic boxers. Manuel herself boasts four national titles consisting of two National Golden Gloves Champion, Ringside World Champion, and National PAL Champion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://api.ning.com/files/u2GNoyVLzzsx*7mVjdke4fcretwU3kql8nrlaQWe04a559i-85vktKQu8bZqh-Bi/Screenshot20090929at1.48.33PM.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On June 12th, Patricia Manuel won the 2009 National USA Championships and became a member of the USA Boxing Team along with gaining the number 1 ranking in the nation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="405" width="660"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VrRlXnyB2c4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VrRlXnyB2c4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="never" width="660" height="405"&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://api.ning.com/files/zLa65jAbgxeXevu9cA5ct*SHrT0Bjc6kntpb3eB7-yVP*bhUfm*CYfZNA0GU6UxS/Screenshot20090929at1.25.43PM.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-7699217632271110474?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/7699217632271110474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=7699217632271110474' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/7699217632271110474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/7699217632271110474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2010/08/meet-caucus-patricia-cacahuate-peanut.html' title='Meet the Caucus: Patricia &quot;Cacahuate (Peanut)&quot; Manuel'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-8854987634267447610</id><published>2010-08-20T05:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T05:59:11.551-04:00</updated><title type='text'>DETOX</title><content type='html'>Dre with his daughter, Truly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" height="449" src="http://api.ning.com/files/f9KgejbJMeDRYEh3kqetK3K3-NDsU5eJIEXKwyx7tqrRyRLNgMTY62*juHqCqC8-e-1*pD*cNjNcDA8pWzonLZQlYMrahlBT/Picture2.png" width="384" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#imsayin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-8854987634267447610?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/8854987634267447610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=8854987634267447610' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/8854987634267447610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/8854987634267447610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2010/08/detox.html' title='DETOX'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-2243059431668766238</id><published>2010-05-12T00:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T00:01:44.461-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Redhead Kingpin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://buzzdemon.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/christine_marinoni.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://buzzdemon.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/christine_marinoni.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;"Sex and the City" actress Cynthia Nixon has opened up about her six-year relationship with Christine Marinoni in an interview with The Advocate in which she describes her fiancée as "a short man with boobs." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nixon, who played lawyer Miranda Hobbs in the iconic HBO series and movie, is the cover girl on The Advocate's summer issue. In a lengthy interview with Matthew Breen, she talks about coming out in the glare of the spotlight, living in a two-mother family and going topless on screen.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Congrats to the Happy Butch Femme Couple  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[I consider redheads women of colour] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://estb.msn.com/i/ED/3BF4FDFD6E6C253A543C468D041EB.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://estb.msn.com/i/ED/3BF4FDFD6E6C253A543C468D041EB.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-2243059431668766238?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/2243059431668766238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=2243059431668766238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/2243059431668766238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/2243059431668766238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2010/05/redhead-kingpin.html' title='Redhead Kingpin'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-6056177367283272519</id><published>2010-05-09T21:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T21:51:24.148-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Power of T</title><content type='html'>What does testosterone do?&lt;br /&gt;Find out here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SBVLOwiZ8T0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SBVLOwiZ8T0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-6056177367283272519?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/6056177367283272519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=6056177367283272519' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/6056177367283272519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/6056177367283272519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2010/05/power-of-t.html' title='The Power of T'/><author><name>A. 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Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-6145691443741081699</id><published>2010-04-30T00:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T00:35:36.316-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Profile: Johnathan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://feedproxy.google.com/%7Er/Genderfork/%7E3/R75G7PQG_os/"&gt;Profile: Johnathan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="width: 231px; height: 168px;" title="Johnathan" src="http://genderfork.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/04/Johnathan.jpg" alt="Johnathan" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You can call me…&lt;/strong&gt; jay or johnathan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I identify as…&lt;/strong&gt; a person that is generally confused… in my mind i’m a boi trapped in a female’s body. in life i’m just different: that girl that dresses in boy clothes and unsuccessfully tries to bind her chest. i’m gay and me and i hate labels.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As far as third-person pronouns go, …&lt;/strong&gt; i love it when people use male pronouns… and call me johnathan – when they call me “janell” i’m like, who is that person? female pronouns make me uncomfortable…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’m attracted to… &lt;/strong&gt; im attracted to females… genderqueers… um i don’t really have any feelings towards biological males… and i haven’t had that much experience in other people… i love everyone that loves me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When people talk about me, I want them to… &lt;/strong&gt; understand that i am sensitive. i may seem crazy, stupid, and weird on the outside, but i’m really just a person. a creative soul trapped in a body.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want people to understand… &lt;/strong&gt; that you should love the inside first. the outside is just like clothing. it changes but the soul remains the same. people are just people and sometimes they don’t fit into the social binary that the world is consumed with…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;strong&gt;About Jay/Johnathan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am 16, currently a senior in high school. i’m a writer and currently have a blog and vlog that i don’t really update. you can find me on facebook (”jay banks”) and on blogger: &lt;a href="http://pandab-g.blogspot.com/"&gt;pandab-g.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;. search johnathan1330 on youtube and you might find me.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;» &lt;a href="http://genderfork.com/?page_id=599"&gt;Define yourself.&lt;/a&gt; «&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[via Genderfork]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-6145691443741081699?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Genderfork/~3/R75G7PQG_os/' title='Profile: Johnathan'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/6145691443741081699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=6145691443741081699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/6145691443741081699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/6145691443741081699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2010/04/profile-johnathan.html' title='Profile: Johnathan'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-5100867317378451891</id><published>2010-04-22T21:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T21:49:53.461-04:00</updated><title type='text'>LADY G "POPPIN (SUPER TURNT UP)" OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://api.ning.com/files/TGV*KpsVqrOXJBKhpwN1qaGhg3D6oxvYGAqGe68S3Ygiv7BHGk3cVdShzdbgI5ncY6j15fumf6F6JVnYqfEwgvwmEaJSkzRj/LadyGTurntUpCover.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://api.ning.com/files/TGV*KpsVqrOXJBKhpwN1qaGhg3D6oxvYGAqGe68S3Ygiv7BHGk3cVdShzdbgI5ncY6j15fumf6F6JVnYqfEwgvwmEaJSkzRj/LadyGTurntUpCover.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stud like whut.&lt;br /&gt;Look like Chris Brown &amp;amp; Tyga went and stole ole girls swag, flow, beat, and hook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm mean it is some Jerk ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[If you don't follow westcoast trends you might not get that new boyz joke]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#hatecrime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Peep the letter. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Lady G Da Real Deal an independent artist and songwriter from LA, who has written songs for Snoop, Queen Latifah, Lil Fizz and J Boog of B2k and Chris Brown's artist Scooter Smiff, I've also co written with T.I.and host of other artists . Anyway, Chris Brown and Tyga released a video yesterday called "Holla at me". Where they use my lyrics and catch phrase on the hook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My song that they wrongfully used is called "Poppin'(Super Turnt Up)" (the reason he saying "I'm Turnt Up, I'm Super Turnt Up). I've included the link to my video which was shot Sept. 2009. They been playing my song on the radio in LA since Dec. 2009. I know this is not a coincedence because like I stated earlier I write for his artist and his artist is actually dancing in both of our videos. Plus all know the same people in LA and Hollywood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not one to internet beef or twitter bang on weak ass uncreative n***as like these two losers trying to get back on. I've worked hard everything I'm doing and its not cool for n***as to think they just steal somebody swag and song because they're new artists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So help me expose them AHH. Check out my video, listen to my hook and check out they weak ass shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if you dont post this, this is not the last you gon hear about it and will be posting it sooner or later but I'm a fan of the site so I'm giving you guys the exclusive because unlike Tyga b***h ass, I am from LA and my city supports me and if I dont get word back from them soon, they gon have to leave the little hollywood hideout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look into it though, and I'd appreciate your help in exposing these n***as once again.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fY-UBfqjlm8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fY-UBfqjlm8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check the Myspace for Lady G face and body: http://www.myspace.com/swaggasagg&lt;br /&gt;Find her tunes: http://www.myspace.com/ladygtv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's CB &amp;amp; Tyga's song....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="374" width="448"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.worldstarhiphop.com/videos/e/16711680/wshhoJm9ecuXjsGfQM8o"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.worldstarhiphop.com/videos/e/16711680/wshhoJm9ecuXjsGfQM8o" quality="high" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="448" height="374"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[shout out to illseed/rumors/AllHipHop.com]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-5100867317378451891?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/5100867317378451891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=5100867317378451891' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/5100867317378451891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/5100867317378451891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2010/04/lady-g-poppin-super-turnt-up-official.html' title='LADY G &quot;POPPIN (SUPER TURNT UP)&quot; OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-9063701414068869690</id><published>2010-04-19T23:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T23:26:33.997-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What Does DWYCK Mean Anyway?</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;What Does DWYCK Mean Anyway?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;The answer from &lt;b&gt;Gifted Unlimited Rhymes Universal&lt;/b&gt; himself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;GURU&lt;/b&gt;: “It was just a slang that we used to use back then. It was like a slang thing we used to do. Greg Nice used to do it to everybody. Biz Markie started it actually. You used be in a crowd and say someone’s name and go ‘Yo! Son!’ The person would turn around and go ‘What? What?’ and you would say: ‘Dwyck!’. It’s like ‘My dick!’. It means the male genitalia. We switched it up to ‘Dwyck’. It was just some sh*t to psyche each other out.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.23records.jp/data/twothreerecords/_/70726f647563742f323239313234643836662e4a50470031323000.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://www.23records.jp/data/twothreerecords/_/70726f647563742f323239313234643836662e4a50470031323000.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bRNT_t0-miQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bRNT_t0-miQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;God is Universal; he is the Ruler Universal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Keith Elam&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;July 17, 1966 – April 19, 2010&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Bout to cut some parts in my eyebrow outta respect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;In Power, brethren.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-9063701414068869690?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://theassimilatednegro.blogspot.com/2007/03/songs-you-should-know-dwyck.html' title='What Does DWYCK Mean Anyway?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/9063701414068869690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=9063701414068869690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/9063701414068869690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/9063701414068869690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-does-dwyck-mean-anyway.html' title='What Does DWYCK Mean Anyway?'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-2147882067526880987</id><published>2010-04-13T03:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T03:23:07.485-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Original Styles: Kate Ross</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f288/bittasweetlife09/Distinguished%20Cravat/_3259824.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f288/bittasweetlife09/Distinguished%20Cravat/_3259824.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3YHl82V1vwA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3YHl82V1vwA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f288/bittasweetlife09/Distinguished%20Cravat/360SwaggRedWhiteSHOOTSPRINGSTREE-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f288/bittasweetlife09/Distinguished%20Cravat/360SwaggRedWhiteSHOOTSPRINGSTREE-1.jpg" width="427" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-2147882067526880987?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.myspace.com/125887261' title='Original Styles: Kate Ross'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/2147882067526880987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=2147882067526880987' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/2147882067526880987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/2147882067526880987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2010/04/original-styles-kate-ross.html' title='Original Styles: Kate Ross'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f288/bittasweetlife09/Distinguished%20Cravat/th__3259824.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-6223651905139124348</id><published>2010-04-12T19:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T19:35:27.088-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Found Art</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ksl6ngOr441qzan7fo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-6223651905139124348?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.thegaq.com/post/516308199' title='Found Art'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/6223651905139124348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=6223651905139124348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/6223651905139124348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/6223651905139124348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2010/04/found-art.html' title='Found Art'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-6851535735805806741</id><published>2010-04-12T02:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T02:14:15.798-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Queer Revolution.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://cuteboyishlesbiangirls.tumblr.com/post/513889807"&gt;genderqueer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(via neutresex)&lt;/a&gt;: "&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l0pvlfFc401qb18gbo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://genderqueer.tumblr.com/post/513801457/via-neutresex"&gt;genderqueer&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;(via &lt;a href="http://neutresex.tumblr.com/"&gt;neutresex&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-6851535735805806741?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://cuteboyishlesbiangirls.tumblr.com/post/513889807' title='Queer Revolution.'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/6851535735805806741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=6851535735805806741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/6851535735805806741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/6851535735805806741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2010/04/queer-revolution.html' title='Queer Revolution.'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-2944023175897780290</id><published>2010-03-17T23:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T23:23:08.073-04:00</updated><title type='text'>FTM Binder &amp; Packer Show 'n Tell</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8mtUjHVbNVw&amp;amp;feature=youtube_gdata"&gt;FTM Binder &amp;amp; Packer Show 'n Tell&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;div style="color:#000000;font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-size:12px;width:555px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="140" valign="top" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;div style="border:1px solid #999999;margin:0px 10px 5px 0px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8mtUjHVbNVw&amp;amp;feature=youtube_gdata"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i.ytimg.com/vi/8mtUjHVbNVw/default.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td width="256" valign="top"&gt;&lt;div style="font-size:12px;font-weight:bold"&gt;&lt;a style="font-size:15px;font-weight:bold" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8mtUjHVbNVw&amp;amp;feature=youtube_gdata"&gt;FTM Binder &amp;amp; Packer Show 'n Tell&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-size:12px;margin:3px 0px"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Binder from www.Underworks.com 983 (don't forget to google a discount!) Packer from www.Goodvibes.com GV Soft Pack (1) Coupon code for 20% off GVIXFF2 *correction* My mistake, the gv soft pack apparently can be converted into a STP. Tried to be informative for those who bind, pack or are just curious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td  style="line-height:1.4em;padding-left:20px;padding-top:1pxfont-size:11px;" width="146" valign="top"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11px;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td size="11px" style="padding-left:20px"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-2944023175897780290?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8mtUjHVbNVw&amp;feature=youtube_gdata' title='FTM Binder &amp; Packer Show &apos;n Tell'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/2944023175897780290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=2944023175897780290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/2944023175897780290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/2944023175897780290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2010/03/ftm-binder-packer-show-n-tell.html' title='FTM Binder &amp; Packer Show &apos;n Tell'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-3097035566226049340</id><published>2010-03-17T23:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T23:20:48.826-04:00</updated><title type='text'>[ARTICLES] GIRLS GOT KICKS BOOK!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SneakerFreaker/~3/hRAMIabsChY/"&gt;[ARTICLES] GIRLS GOT KICKS BOOK!&lt;/a&gt;: "&lt;p&gt;                &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sneakerfreaker.com/forum/viewforum.php?id=20"&gt;  Sneaker Freakettes&lt;/a&gt; of the world, it's time to STAND UP! Lori Lobenstine (&lt;a href="http://www.femalesneakerfiend.com/"&gt;Female Sneaker Fiend&lt;/a&gt;) along with photographer extraordinaire &lt;a href="http://www.amandalopezphoto.com/"&gt;Amanda Lopez&lt;/a&gt; are about to slam head-on into the publication world, with their new book ‘Girls Got Kicks'. It's all about breaking down stereotypes, and with these two behind the wheel, who knows what will happen. We caught up with the ladies as they trek the globe to capture the true essence of female sneaker collecting. Lads, step aside, sisters are doin' it for themselves! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.sneakerfreaker.com/images/articles/GIRLS-BANNER-1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.sneakerfreaker.com/images/articles/Fe-646-1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.sneakerfreaker.com/images/articles/girls-got-kicks-duo-6-1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.sneakerfreaker.com/images/articles/korinna-2-1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.sneakerfreaker.com/images/articles/Krish-1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.sneakerfreaker.com/images/articles/girls-got-kicks-duo-1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.sneakerfreaker.com/images/articles/La_Don-box-1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.sneakerfreaker.com/images/articles/pro-mama-adidas-1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.sneakerfreaker.com/images/articles/Byata-1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.sneakerfreaker.com/images/articles/girls-got-kicks-duo-3-1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.sneakerfreaker.com/images/articles/Gigi-1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.sneakerfreaker.com/images/articles/JenJen-kicks-1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.sneakerfreaker.com/images/articles/gab-1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.sneakerfreaker.com/images/articles/girls-got-kicks-duo-7-1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.sneakerfreaker.com/images/articles/girls-got-kicks-duo-2-1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.sneakerfreaker.com/images/articles/korinna-1-1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.sneakerfreaker.com/images/articles/Ashley-1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.sneakerfreaker.com/images/articles/Morningside_park-kicks-1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.sneakerfreaker.com/images/articles/Jevon-1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.sneakerfreaker.com/images/articles/girls-got-kicks-duo-4-1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.sneakerfreaker.com/images/articles/Lori-1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.sneakerfreaker.com/images/articles/girls-got-kicks-duo-5-1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.sneakerfreaker.com/images/articles/Fe-646-2.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.sneakerfreaker.com/images/articles/Morningside_park-1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.sneakerfreaker.com/images/articles/Courtney-1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.sneakerfreaker.com/images/articles/Gabriella-1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.sneakerfreaker.com/images/articles/La_Don-1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.sneakerfreaker.com/images/articles/amanda-lopez-photo-1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.sneakerfreaker.com/images/articles/girlsgotkicks_melbourne-646-1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;::LORI LOBENSTINE - AUTHOR:: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey Lori, did you ever imagine just how many ladies were into this cuckoo sneaker craze?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a youth worker and basketball coach I knew that everywhere I went there were girls who were crazy about their kicks. So doing the math, I knew there were a lot of us! I still think there are way more girls out there into kicks than we realize. So many of them aren’t online, they’re just out there doing their own badass thing, running under our radar and repping in their own ways. Having said that, I never knew Female Sneaker Fiend would become such a meeting place and online community for girls and women all over the world. That’s been really cool and it’s taught me a lot…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why was the website such a necessity back when you launched in 2005?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a real bridge between girls and the online sneaker community. Most of the other sites at that time were so male-dominated that many girls got turned off by being disrespected or having to wade through stupid pics of near-naked girls wearing kicks. We needed a site that truly reflected the real female sneaker fiends. Now it’s a home base for a lot of girls who also rep on other sites. They come back to FSF for the community, to buy and sell on the largest marketplace for small sneakers, to learn about getting into the industry and to check out the competition. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Has the battle for smaller sizes and more diversity within the female footwear category been won?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it depends. I think we’ve come a long way in two directions. Firstly, the growth of small brands that are creating diverse product for women like Booji, Keep and Milkshake Kicks and secondly, the growth of the big brands, particularly Nike, finally paying attention to their female customers with nice colabs, more options and finer attention to detail. Female sneaker fiends are looking for the hottest and most exclusive shit just like their male counterparts. I’m not saying that’s the only way to be a fiend, but for those girls, having the exclusives come out in small sizes would be HUGE. It’s a more gender-neutral view of sneakers, and I think it better represents the sneaker fiend community at large. The second direction I want to see growth in is marketing. None of these brands that spend billions on marketing their product actually advertise their women’s sneakers, with the occasional exception of certain performance shoes. Yes, they send info to sneaker sites like FSF and SF so we can spread the word, but when have you ever seen them actually advertise a women’s sneaker? It’s a vicious cycle. The sneakers don’t get advertised, so they don’t sell, so they don’t get funding for development, so they’re not great kicks, so female sneaker fiends don’t buy them, so…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It ends up driving you bananas! Why continue the fight for FSFs worldwide?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s fun! As much as I love sneakers, I love the female sneaker fiends just as much. I feel like an insider sociologist. I’m fascinated and moved by this passion we have for our kicks and all the different ways that females express it. And the fact that it’s less expected, that it’s overlooked, that it challenges some stereotypes… that just makes it more intense and more interesting. It’s pretty easy to like kicks if you’re a guy. But if you’re a girl with a sick collection you’re going to face-down some folks who really doubt you. So I love female sneaker fiends for that glint in their eye, that swagger in their step and the extra knowledge they have to have for when guys assume they don’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You’re about to capture that essence with your new publication Girls Got Kicks. How important will this be for the movement?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls Got Kicks aims to capture the style, passion and variety of female sneaker fiends in a book that collages words and images, the young and old, the famous and ordinary. From girls in small towns who thought they were the only girl out there who loved kicks to girls who spend countless hours on sneaker websites, from fashionistas to tomboys, graff artists to indie rockers, Girls Got Kicks will be a tribute to females who have reshaped footwear in their own image. Our community is as rich and colorful as our collections, and we want folks to see that. In terms of the book’s impact on the movement, that’s a great question. I think anytime a movement can see itself and celebrate itself, it grows and deepens. I think the book will not only help connect us, but help push aside stereotypes about who a female sneaker fiend is. I’m constantly inspired by all the ways that girls represent themselves with their kicks. I hope Girls Got Kicks inspires them as much as they inspire me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Preach on! So what inspired you to get the project off the ground?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobbito Garcia’s book, Where’d You Get Those? inspired both the website and the upcoming book. In fact, the site has been partly about building the community to the place where it is now, both in terms of size and connectivity, so that the book can properly reflect the whole scene. As much as I love Where’d You Get Those?, Bobbito managed to include hundreds of photos without a single female. He said he didn’t know any female sneaker fiends. It made me swear that never again would someone not know how to find us. The website has done that, and now a book will make our presence more permanent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tell us about hooking up with the photographer Amanda Lopez…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hooked up with Amanda Lopez in two ways. First, I found her when I looked for photographers from the Younity Collective, a great group of female artists. Then I saw she had also done that phenomenal Mama Clothing Lookbook with the Fall/Winter ‘08 ‘La Vida Loca’ theme. I was really impressed, and I could tell she was great at capturing the essence and vibe of her subjects. I checked in with both Toofly (cofounder of Younity) and Gabriella (Mama Clothing) and they gave her rave reviews. Then I reached out to see if she was interested. I thought I had a chance because of her cool ‘Vans: True Story’ project, and sure enough, she was intrigued. It’s been an amazing partnership. She’s a fantastic photographer and nothing stops her. Already I’ve seen her face down in pouring rain, traffic, poor light, a garbage-ridden photo-shoot site and a red-eye flight. She’s phenomenal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are you hoping to branch out globally with your search or will this be purely US-based?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’re going global. The images in the book will be a mix of Amanda’s portraits and shots sent in by fiends from all over – even if we can’t get Amanda to you, we can get you in the book! We haven’t determined all of the photo shoot sites, but the book will feature interviews and photos from all over the globe. More details on photo shoots will be forthcoming, but images and interview requests can always be sent to &lt;a href="mailto:photoshoot@femalesneakerfiend.com."&gt;photoshoot@femalesneakerfiend.com.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You’re yet to break a solid book deal for Girls Got Kicks – what’s the next step for the magic to happen?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we have to do the work. So far, we’ve been putting together what we hope is a powerful, irresistible product. We haven’t taken it to publishers yet, but we have some good contacts and we’re optimistic. We want them to understand that this isn’t a niche book: that sneakers speak to a wide variety of girls and women all over the world, and that the book is about the people, not just the kicks. We’re also looking at the advantages and disadvantages of self-publishing, because that is so much more doable these days. The quality and affordability of self-publishing and distribution have improved tremendously, so everything’s on the table right now. We’re really excited!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So are we! Is this book going to make the big brands and our male counterparts take female sneaker collectors seriously?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great question. I guess I’d have to say at the end of the day, it’s really about us. So if the sneaker companies take notice, gravy. If our beloved male counterparts buy it for their sisters, girlfriends or moms, perfect. But if the brands continue to think we all live for pink sneakers, and if guys want to go on with their ideas that we stumbled onto our James Worthy NBs by accident, well, that’s on them. The book is so WE KNOW. No one can take it away from us. We’re here, and we’re kicking down barriers all over the world with skills and collections to match anybody’s. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;::AMANDA LOPEZ - PHOTOGRAPHER:: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey Amanda, last time we spoke you’d just finished off your True Story Series with Vans and now you’ve jumped into working on this massive Girls Got Kicks project. How did you become involved?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got involved thanks to Lori. She had seen some of my Vans Shoe shots via the great ladies over at the Younity Collective and later, my work with Mama Clothing. She first approached me about sharing the Vans work on the site then through email exchanges, I found out she was working on the Girls Got Kicks project and she asked if I would be interested in contributing. Each lady obviously has a different story to tell and as a photographer it is your job to capture that essence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How did you approach each shoot? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lori and I really wanted to try and capture the ladies in locations that were personal to them. I really like to photograph people in their own environments so it was really important to me that we try and do that with this project. When someone is comfortable in their environment, that sense of being comfortable comes out in the shot. Before each individual shoot, Lori or myself would talk with the girls and ask them about their collection and where they would like to be photographed. There is a level of spontaneity that comes when you give the subject that type of control but I enjoy shooting that way so I felt really comfortable showing up to a location and working with the elements to try and create a portrait. We photographed a lot of girls in their bedrooms or homes, in their neighbourhoods, the shoe stores where they work, on trains they would ride into the city to buy their kicks etc. Pretty much we would go wherever the subject wanted us to go for the sake of the portrait. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What challenges did you face in creating the best possible outcome for each image?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single girl we’ve photographed has been super sweet so the shoots have been fun and I feel like we’ve gotten some nice images because of the good vibes. The only real challenge that I think we’ve faced however is time. Since we are really trying to represent the diversity of the female sneaker culture we really want to go all over the U.S. and eventually the world, to photograph. With that said, when we travel we only have a limited amount of time in each city so we are only able to photograph a limited number of girls. In a perfect world it would be awesome to spend at least a couple of weeks in each of the cities we go to. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;As seen in &lt;a href="http://www.sneakerfreaker.com/shop/product_info.php?products_id=117&amp;amp;osCsid=ee8aecf5aef57a8ac07b83f8aa432bdb"&gt;Issue 16&lt;/a&gt; of Sneaker Freaker&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-3097035566226049340?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SneakerFreaker/~3/hRAMIabsChY/' title='[ARTICLES] GIRLS GOT KICKS BOOK!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/3097035566226049340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=3097035566226049340' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/3097035566226049340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/3097035566226049340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2010/03/articles-girls-got-kicks-book.html' title='[ARTICLES] GIRLS GOT KICKS BOOK!'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-5956005192277899259</id><published>2010-03-15T23:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T23:57:52.662-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Profile: Makai</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Genderfork/~3/SPEaHAwcR5o/"&gt;Profile: Makai&lt;/a&gt;: "&lt;p&gt;&lt;img title="Makai" src="http://genderfork.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/Makai.jpg" alt="Makai" width="375" height="500" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You can call me…&lt;/strong&gt; Makai.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I identify as…&lt;/strong&gt; Genderqueer, with more masculine qualities than feminine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As far as third-person pronouns go, …&lt;/strong&gt; I prefer “ze” and “hir,” or none.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’m attracted to… &lt;/strong&gt;anyone… masculine, feminine, androgyne… not by looks, but by personality. I am pansexual, so I can be attracted to anyone; I focus on who they are as a person, not what they are or what body parts they have.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When people talk about me, I want them to… &lt;/strong&gt;realize that gender, sex, and gender expression are totally different things that come in a huge variety. Just because you’re born male doesn’t mean you have to be masculine, just because you look feminine doesn’t mean you have to identify as female, etc.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want people to understand… t&lt;/strong&gt;hat there are many different gender benders out there that will express themselves in more than one way. So don’t be closed-minded and societal about how people “should” be and dress.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;strong&gt;About Makai&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m a young adult, and still trying to figure out what to do with my life. I know I don’t conform to society’s norms, and I’m proud of it.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:center;font-size:14px"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;» &lt;a href="http://genderfork.com/?page_id=599"&gt;Define yourself.&lt;/a&gt; «&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;via GenderQueer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-5956005192277899259?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Genderfork/~3/SPEaHAwcR5o/' title='Profile: Makai'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/5956005192277899259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=5956005192277899259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/5956005192277899259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/5956005192277899259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2010/03/profile-makai.html' title='Profile: Makai'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-3347404702562396698</id><published>2010-03-15T18:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T18:33:43.257-04:00</updated><title type='text'>AutoStraddle's Collecting Queer Prom Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kz73r2zWTt1qziismo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;the &lt;a href="http://www.autostraddle.com/lesbian-prom-37132/"&gt;cuteness of our queer prom gallery&lt;/a&gt; is off the charts at this point.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;too cute.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;(via &lt;a href="http://autostraddle.tumblr.com/post/444269780/the-cuteness-of-our-queer-prom-gallery-is-off-the"&gt;autostraddle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-3347404702562396698?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.thegaq.com/post/444375352' title='AutoStraddle&apos;s Collecting Queer Prom Pics'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/3347404702562396698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=3347404702562396698' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/3347404702562396698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/3347404702562396698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2010/03/autostraddles-collecting-queer-prom.html' title='AutoStraddle&apos;s Collecting Queer Prom Pics'/><author><name>A. 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This is my first post of 2010.  I have been asked more than a little bit what is The Butch Caucus.  So here's the unabridged explanation.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;:What is the Butch Caucus ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;: We are an unofficial association of butch,stud,ag,dom,ftm, genderqueer, and transcurious persons. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;:Who are the members of The Butch Caucus? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;:Any butch,stud,ag,dom,ftm,genderqueer, and trans-curious who has the courage to identify and introduce themselves to a butch,stud,ag,dom,ftm,genderqueer, or trans-curious that they don't know in order to show respect is considered for membership.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;:What are the benefits of membership? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;:Quite simply, influence.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Ed. Note: We are a oxymorons.  There are few of us, but I see us everywhere.  And when I do, to the few of you that I have had the chance to meet in person, I introduce myself.  I'm just like you fam. I'm out here in the world and obviously gay/queer.  I get the same, looks, comments, gestures.  I get challenged everyday by something or someone.  Am I too hard to be up in this college's ladies room.  I sometimes question what people see when they see me.  Am I passing today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;If we can greet, each other, regularly meet with each other, and show each other respect with no less than a nod.  Then we will have created a bond.  The same principle found in sorority, fraternity, family, company, or platoon. If we could move at once, in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/search?dq=unison+definition&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;client=safari&amp;amp;rls=en&amp;amp;defl=en&amp;amp;q=define:unison&amp;amp;ei=lY5FS6uUNoioNpbP-IQF&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=glossary_definition&amp;amp;ct=title&amp;amp;ved=0CAoQkAE"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;unison&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;,  We can shake the ground.  Tilt the scale.  Swing the vote. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Let us consider this a mutually beneficial relationship and create the network. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;If you see a butch,stud,ag,dom,ftm, genderqueer, or transcurious person, that you've never met before.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Hit me up and tell me about it. I want to know how you felt and what you said.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;:What comes after that? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;: Let's see how this goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-3217089932538183848?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/3217089932538183848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=3217089932538183848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/3217089932538183848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/3217089932538183848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2010/03/moving-forward.html' title='Moving Forward'/><author><name>A. 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People prefer to disappear in life, to repress their personality. That’s not living. It’s dying. 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Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-4403206327343534145</id><published>2010-03-06T17:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T17:26:39.569-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#everythugneedsalady'/><title type='text'>The Art of Keeping a Stud.</title><content type='html'>I follow butch stuff. &amp;nbsp;I actively seek out things that are not only queer but queer or gay in the way that it relates to masculinity in women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my official stance on why the f*ck I stay on Craigslist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;em&gt;Art of Keeping a Good Stud&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;is the perfect example of what I would consider a payoff for such &lt;a href="http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/tenacious"&gt;tenacious&lt;/a&gt; browsing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the word for word quote from the entire listing. I'm not even gonna correct the spelling. &amp;nbsp;I'm not sayings she's 1000% correct or this is the way, but she's on to something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;READ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thebutchcaucus/4410960689/" title="The Art of Keeping a good stud by The Butch Caucus, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="The Art of Keeping a good stud" height="237" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2725/4410960689_da41ca9700.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"I write this post in hopes of helping opther feminine women understand how to keep a good woman, specifically a sexy strong stud. About me, I am very strong willed and minded I have dated women exclusively for 9 years and I realized a good stud is hard to find. I dated fanatics, possible drug rehabilitators, people who thought they ha dit going on. LOL..I even dated someone who I had fun with but at the end of the day I needed more more my 12 year old son and future. Although the relationship I will describe, I am no longer in, I can look back and remember the good times. I met "Shane" (name not real) at a time where I had met plenty of women but none quit perked my attention. My first mistake was I had dated so long I doubted i could never find that "one" so I didn't properly excercise how to act when one I feell for" came. I didn't lay out my my plan or what I would be willing to do but I talked about it. I got scared to love, I should have taken care of me more for her( I began to get comfortable), I didn't allow me to blossom with this woman who I loved so much. We look back and laugh, but my heart still skips a beat when I smell her cologne in the streets, it doesn't quite smell like it does when she wears it. I don't thinks she ever knew the true me that I love to cook, clean, be attentive, it was almost as if I choose to run her away. Studs will be hard and act hard but at the end of the day, they want to be pampered, loved, respected and I think many of us go wrong in not claiming them as if they were a man. I know many of you women are like "WHAT" look I know being with a woman is fundamnetally different but at times I would talk back in ways I would never to a man when I dated one, my family was accepting but my fathers approval or lack there or wasn't as flexible as when I had dated a man. I write this because stubborness doesn't bring love. -Terriisa&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;See actual &lt;strong&gt;POST&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#everythugneedsalady&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-4403206327343534145?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://sfbay.craigslist.org/eby/w4w/1631480887.html' title='The Art of Keeping a Stud.'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/4403206327343534145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=4403206327343534145' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/4403206327343534145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/4403206327343534145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2010/03/art-of-keeping-stud.html' title='The Art of Keeping a Stud.'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2725/4410960689_da41ca9700_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-2848237465154198967</id><published>2010-03-02T16:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T16:11:56.924-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet the Caucus: Zanele Muholi</title><content type='html'>ZANELE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.newsfix.ca/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/Zanele-Muholi-282x425.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.newsfix.ca/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/Zanele-Muholi-282x425.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Zanele Muholi was born in Umlazi, Durban [like Capetown a township in South Africa], in 1972. She completed an Advanced Photography course at the Market Photo Workshop in Newtown and held her first solo exhibition at the Johannesburg Art Gallery in 2004.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ubuntuarts.com/attachments/Image/3beesa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.ubuntuarts.com/attachments/Image/3beesa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;She has worked as a community relations officer for the Forum for the Empowerment of Women (FEW), a black lesbian organisation based in Gauteng, and as a photographer and reporter for Behind the Mask, an online magazine on lesbian and gay issues in Africa. Her work represents the black female body in a frank yet intimate way that challenges the history of the portrayal of black women's bodies in documentary photography.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brodiestevenson.com/exhibitions/muholi/images/being6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.brodiestevenson.com/exhibitions/muholi/images/being6.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;In 2008 she had a solo show at Le Case d'Arte, Milan, and in 2009 she exhibited alongside Lucy Azubuike at the CCA Lagos, Nigeria. She was the recipient of the 2005 Tollman Award for the Visual Arts, the first BHP Billiton/Wits University Visual Arts Fellowship in 2006, and was the 2009 Ida Ely Rubin Artist-in-Residence at the Massachusetts Institute of Technology (MIT).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FtuG0ZOGjI4/SmbgWqgXwLI/AAAAAAAABRE/GoHjoX0kXgo/s1600/faces2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FtuG0ZOGjI4/SmbgWqgXwLI/AAAAAAAABRE/GoHjoX0kXgo/s320/faces2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.femininemoments.dk/blog/wp-content/zanelemuholi_qaf.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.femininemoments.dk/blog/wp-content/zanelemuholi_qaf.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.artnet.com/artwork_images_424354390_446081_zanele-muholi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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- The opening of an exhibition at Constitution Hill turned sour when Arts and Culture Minister Lulu Xingwana stormed out of the exhibition, calling the work "immoral"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://zanelemuholi.com/Images/banner.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="115" src="http://zanelemuholi.com/Images/banner.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;See Also&lt;/strong&gt;: Faces and Phases is an ongoing series of black and white portraits that focuses on the commemoration and celebration of black lesbians' lives, and challenges the public's perceptions of female and male identity. &lt;a href="http://www.brodiestevenson.com/exhibitions/muholi/index.htm"&gt;Click Here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.edgeboston.com/display/viewimage_story.php?id=79451" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-2848237465154198967?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://zanelemuholi.com/' title='Meet the Caucus: Zanele Muholi'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/2848237465154198967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=2848237465154198967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/2848237465154198967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/2848237465154198967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2010/03/meet-caucus-zanele-muholi.html' title='Meet the Caucus: Zanele Muholi'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FtuG0ZOGjI4/SmbgWqgXwLI/AAAAAAAABRE/GoHjoX0kXgo/s72-c/faces2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-1995823732806681273</id><published>2010-02-28T20:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T20:32:31.682-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Profile: Sam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Genderfork/~3/UMFHcoBAxEk/"&gt;Profile: Sam&lt;/a&gt;: "&lt;p&gt;&lt;img title="Sam" src="http://genderfork.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/Sam.jpg" alt="Sam" width="444" height="446" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You can call me…&lt;/strong&gt; Sam&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I identify as…&lt;/strong&gt; a lesbian-identified bisexual. a (wo)man. a “girl” who has “boy” days… often. QUEER-ish.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As far as third-person pronouns go, …&lt;/strong&gt; i couldn’t care less. i usually get hit with the “she,” but on the rare occasions when i catch a wayward “he”… it doesn’t really surprise me. i mean…why not?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’m attracted to… &lt;/strong&gt;butchy girls. future wnba stars. pantheism. men over 6 feet tall. Liars and Frauds, or anyone who can tell a story and get away with it. other foster faces.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When people talk about me, I want them to… &lt;/strong&gt;look me in the eye. mean what they say. realize that just because i’m masculine doesn’t mean i’m a dyke. just because i’m gay doesn’t mean i’m a lesbian…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want people to understand… &lt;/strong&gt;and just because im not a boy, that doesn’t necessarily mean i’m a girl either. that i wouldn’t give up my black (wo)manhood for the world. and that their son or daughter could get it. bisexuality is not a disease.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;strong&gt;About Sam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be 19 years next week. My wife just left me, but i wear her ring everyday. I work as an advisor to incoming freshman and transfer students at my university, and although they don’t understand me, they love me just the same. &amp;amp; so should everyone. Foster care fosters creativity, and sometimes, even love. Biracial is beautiful.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:center;font-size:14px"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;» &lt;a href="http://genderfork.com/?page_id=599"&gt;Define yourself.&lt;/a&gt; «&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-1995823732806681273?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Genderfork/~3/UMFHcoBAxEk/' title='Profile: Sam'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/1995823732806681273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=1995823732806681273' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/1995823732806681273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/1995823732806681273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2010/02/profile-sam.html' title='Profile: Sam'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-1465553348714598182</id><published>2010-01-28T02:24:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T02:58:45.660-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SRSLY, Fuck RuPaul right now.</title><content type='html'>FoxxJazzell is killing me.&lt;br /&gt;Arite, you gone think I'm fucked up but, you can't just sell it to the "community" because you're gay. &lt;br /&gt;Your music, your poetry, your book, your clothing line. Your anything&amp;nbsp;has to be quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It quite simply has to be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any questions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://formspring.me/TheButchCaucus"&gt;http://formspring.me/TheButchCaucus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="425" width="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_iojON2Zx0w&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_iojON2Zx0w&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 3px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 3px; color: #6600ff; font-family: verdana, arial, sans-serif, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Foxxjazell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; stands 5’10 and is a striking mocha beauty that just so happens to be transgender. However, don’t brush off this young talented rapper because of her gender.Noted is one of the first transgender artists to recieve mainstream success, Foxxjazell performed for thousands of people at the world famous Arena nightclub in Hollywood. She also opened for 90’s divas Robin S., Rupaul and CeCe Peniston. Point Blank, this kid has garned the attention of TMZ and XXL magazine just to name a few.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Foxxjazell Keva Jackson was born in Birmingham, AL from a family of hardworking hustlers. Both her mother and father worked all types of odds jobs to keep food in her mouth. At the age 6, she became influenced by the likes of Salt n Pepa, Michael Jackson and Madonna. “I would lock myself in my room and pretend I was performing in front of millions of screaming fans. “Her parents didn’t share the same vision that she did instead they encouraged her to pursue a career more “logical” like teaching or nursing. By the age 17, Foxxjazell graduated from high school with honors and was looking to conquer life as an entertainer. Her influences had advanced to 2pac, DaBrat, TLC and Biggie Smalls.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;She took a one-way ticket to Hollywood with less than $20 in her purse. While in Hollywood, she started off modeling with a few print ads and also booked a few music videos doing background work. She quickly became discouraged when she realized these gigs didn’t lead her anywhere. A change had to be made. The change came in the form of 14 year-old Maurice Tito Lopez, a runaway kid with big dream of making it big. The two young artists quickly teamed up and began making and performing music together. They eventually formed a group named One20five with two other local rappers. One20five performed at various venues through out Los Angeles but eventually disbanded in late 2004. Since then, Foxxjazell has performed in the historic Homorevolution tour 07 that hit cities such as San Diego,Houston,Dallas, New Mexico and Phoenix. In 2008, she released her debut album "Introducing....Foxxjazell" which featured the hit singles "Feel the vibe" &amp;amp; "Priority".Her music videos have been in rotation MTV,Logo,HereTV,Fuse and Qtube just to name a few.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;"Feel the Vibe" also recieved heavy rotation on the radio. She also appeared on the Tyra Banks show to talk about queer hip-hop and the politics of the music industry that she has had to endure. At the start of 2008 she toured with Homorevolution 08 and The Pretty Thugz tour and which she headlined. She was also recently featured in XXL magazine,IN magazine and CLIK magazine. Her current single "Spilt Enz" is already recieving radio play while she is busy at work on her 2nd album "Boy,girl,whateva". &amp;nbsp;Lookout 4 this girl because she's about to serve it up in a major way.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(via&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/foxxjazellmusic"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/foxxjazellmusic&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="425" width="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_xAA1SxgcJE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_xAA1SxgcJE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;sike rupaul...i still love you. &lt;i&gt;now prance!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-1465553348714598182?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://thebutchcaucus.ning.com/' title='SRSLY, Fuck RuPaul right now.'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/1465553348714598182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=1465553348714598182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/1465553348714598182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/1465553348714598182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2010/01/srsly-fuck-rupaul-right-now.html' title='SRSLY, Fuck RuPaul right now.'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-106689596966880133</id><published>2010-01-18T05:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T22:22:38.789-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Exhibit A.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://18.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kwerk1FXeL1qzyelfo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-106689596966880133?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.thegaq.com/post/339596642' title='Exhibit A.'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/106689596966880133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=106689596966880133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/106689596966880133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/106689596966880133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2010/01/exhibit-just-sayin.html' title='Exhibit A.'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-788769020284638497</id><published>2009-10-01T00:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T00:40:10.569-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Sorry, Am I Late?</title><content type='html'>Pow.&lt;br /&gt;Whatevers.&lt;br /&gt;They are still fly. Way after the fact.&lt;br /&gt;I just found these on my desktop and I had to make sure these survived the very forgetful minds of pop culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art Lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/SsQyfxvSKCI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/R1r1YkrzAAo/s1600-h/url.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/SsQyfxvSKCI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/R1r1YkrzAAo/s400/url.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387486575750948898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Real American Hero.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-788769020284638497?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/788769020284638497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=788769020284638497' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/788769020284638497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/788769020284638497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-sorry-am-i-late.html' title='I&apos;m Sorry, Am I Late?'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/SsQyfxvSKCI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/R1r1YkrzAAo/s72-c/url.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-1646066393885852162</id><published>2009-07-18T14:57:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T15:42:31.299-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Native American Code of Ethics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/SmIkJV9YSLI/AAAAAAAAAYI/Gcxb1Vui4Uw/s1600-h/fullimmessanger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 356px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/SmIkJV9YSLI/AAAAAAAAAYI/Gcxb1Vui4Uw/s400/fullimmessanger.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359886249456322738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I develop the tenants and bylaws of The Butch Caucus I often look to the founding principles of great cultures and morality precedents set by great leaders.  In my research I found this. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Native American Code of Ethics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;  1. Rise with the sun to pray. Pray alone. Pray often. The Great Spirit will listen, if you only speak. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;2. Be tolerant of those who are lost on their path. Ignorance, conceit, anger, jealousy and greed stem from a lost soul. Pray that they will find guidance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;3. Search for yourself, by yourself. Do not allow others to make your path for you. It is your road, and yours alone. Others may walk it with you, but no one can walk it for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;4. Treat the guests in your home with much consideration. Serve them the best food, give them the best bed and treat them with respect and honor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;5. Do not take what is not yours whether from a person, a community,the wilderness or from a culture. It was not earned nor given. It is not yours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;6. Respect all things that are placed upon this earth - whether it be people or plant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;7. Honor other people's thoughts, wishes and words. Never interrupt another or mock or rudely mimic them. Allow each person the right to personal expression. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;8. Never speak of others in a bad way. The negative energy that you put out into the universe will multiply when it returns to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;9. All persons make mistakes. And all mistakes can be forgiven. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;10. Bad thoughts cause illness of the mind, body and spirit. Practice optimism. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;11. Nature is not FOR us, it is a PART of us. They are part of your worldly family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;12. Children are the seeds of our future. Plant love in their hearts and water them with wisdom and life's lessons. When they are grown, give them space to grow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;13. Avoid hurting the hearts of others. The poison of your pain will return to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;14. Be truthful at all times. Honesty is the test of one's will within this universe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;15. Keep yourself balanced. Your Mental self, Spiritual self, Emotional self, and Physical self - all need to be strong, pure and healthy. Work out the body to strengthen the mind. Grow rich in spirit to cure emotional ails. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;16. Make conscious decisions as to who you will be and how you will react. Be responsible for your own actions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;17. Respect the privacy and personal space of others. Do not touch the personal property of others - especially sacred and religious objects. This is forbidden. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;18. Be true to yourself first. You cannot nurture and help others if you cannot nurture and help yourself first. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;19. Respect others religious beliefs. Do not force your belief on others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;20. Share your good fortune with others. Participate in charity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="arial"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;While it is not the end all be all of my search when the other shoe drops the founding principles will represent all members as well as they possibly can.  Read over what the original Americans thought of themselves and their environment and see if it can't apply to you now, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;before&lt;/span&gt; the butches caucus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To see other guides I've researched check the tenants of Tupac's Thug Life Gang Treaty [see the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2005/11/honor.html"&gt;Honor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; post].&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;wun,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;tbc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-1646066393885852162?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/1646066393885852162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=1646066393885852162' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/1646066393885852162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/1646066393885852162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2009/07/native-american-code-of-ethics.html' title='Native American Code of Ethics'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/SmIkJV9YSLI/AAAAAAAAAYI/Gcxb1Vui4Uw/s72-c/fullimmessanger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-4908056739422915888</id><published>2009-07-10T01:01:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T01:18:29.358-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#eventhoughwhatwedoiswrong'/><title type='text'>Don't Smoke the Rainbow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/SlbLu-Ks8EI/AAAAAAAAAYA/SwJjv4lL2jQ/s1600-h/new_top_test.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 77px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/SlbLu-Ks8EI/AAAAAAAAAYA/SwJjv4lL2jQ/s400/new_top_test.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356692814626091074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Blowin Smarties?! What on God's green earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TjpFvXBb8zE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TjpFvXBb8zE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-4908056739422915888?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/4908056739422915888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=4908056739422915888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/4908056739422915888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/4908056739422915888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2009/07/dont-smoke-rainbow.html' title='Don&apos;t Smoke the Rainbow.'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/SlbLu-Ks8EI/AAAAAAAAAYA/SwJjv4lL2jQ/s72-c/new_top_test.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-2242289773569202946</id><published>2009-05-20T05:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T06:12:16.172-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Professional Attire and the Stud</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ua2SBm7P7ZE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ua2SBm7P7ZE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is a developing blog.  I will cover several areas and provide you with resources for getting you the masculine into some non casual gear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-2242289773569202946?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/2242289773569202946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=2242289773569202946' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/2242289773569202946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/2242289773569202946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2009/05/professional-attire-and-stud.html' title='Professional Attire and the Stud'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-1446801431115848564</id><published>2009-03-18T20:15:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T22:55:18.984-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yo Majesty - Club Action</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2pfQT7etnKg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2pfQT7etnKg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They've been around forever now.&lt;br /&gt;I'ma dig for new music.&lt;br /&gt;Developing....&lt;br /&gt;found it - Click the pic....Booty Clap is bananas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.myspace.com/yomajesty4life"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/ScGx1pa8VLI/AAAAAAAAAXY/R1jccGojLy4/s400/music_local1-1_32.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314724570483938482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Playing in England.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tbc.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-1446801431115848564?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2pfQT7etnKg' title='Yo Majesty - Club Action'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/1446801431115848564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=1446801431115848564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/1446801431115848564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/1446801431115848564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2009/03/yo-majesty-club-action.html' title='Yo Majesty - Club Action'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/ScGx1pa8VLI/AAAAAAAAAXY/R1jccGojLy4/s72-c/music_local1-1_32.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-5471158778445581762</id><published>2009-03-18T19:46:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T20:14:56.764-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Diss. A Diss.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/ScGJ67Q_jhI/AAAAAAAAAXI/p-mOo1PLoRo/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 142px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/ScGJ67Q_jhI/AAAAAAAAAXI/p-mOo1PLoRo/s400/Picture+2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314680680708279826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Click image to Enlarge&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Studs--What the hell is a "Stud"? I mean, if that's slang for a wannabe hoodrat who doesn't shower, writes in Ghetto CamelCase (i.e, SinG1e PR3Ty LaDi3 4 S4ud), and acts and dresses like a fool, then maybe I do know...well, writing like you have a 3rd grade education doesn't make you unique, it just makes you a loser&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have no idea what she's read or who she's dated.  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proposal: Some young mackavelli should 1up the lame who's got her twisted.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with love....&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;TBC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-5471158778445581762?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/5471158778445581762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=5471158778445581762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/5471158778445581762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/5471158778445581762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2009/03/diss-diss.html' title='A Diss. A Diss.'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/ScGJ67Q_jhI/AAAAAAAAAXI/p-mOo1PLoRo/s72-c/Picture+2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-5494869301039028402</id><published>2009-03-17T06:35:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T06:45:28.275-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Corrective Rape...TFKSIT.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;aka the f*ck kinda sh*t is this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Read this Caucus.  Men in South Africa (websites would end in .za) believe they can "cure" lesbians with corrective rape.  I heard this before, at the corner store.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vBXBtC-5Eko&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vBXBtC-5Eko&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If there is any advocacy group viewing this.  I and 20 of my most thuggish masculine lesbian friends would be willing to travel (if sponsored) to South Africa to begin corrective ass whoopings for those ignorant enough to even think this ideology plausible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-5494869301039028402?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/5494869301039028402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=5494869301039028402' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/5494869301039028402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/5494869301039028402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2009/03/corrective-rapetfksit.html' title='Corrective Rape...TFKSIT.'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-7958562319730620616</id><published>2008-12-06T02:59:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T03:05:53.339-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet the Caucus.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/SToxdea0oJI/AAAAAAAAAQM/0bBZuEo8sec/s1600-h/Maddox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/SToxdea0oJI/AAAAAAAAAQM/0bBZuEo8sec/s400/Maddox.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276584295869489298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;We've another celebrity in the ranks.  If you see her be sure to ask for preferential treatment, on the basis of  your masculinity and/or gender dysphoria. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rachelmaddow.com/"&gt;Read Up&lt;/a&gt;. She's a good egg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-7958562319730620616?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/7958562319730620616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=7958562319730620616' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/7958562319730620616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/7958562319730620616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2008/12/meet-caucus.html' title='Meet the Caucus.'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/SToxdea0oJI/AAAAAAAAAQM/0bBZuEo8sec/s72-c/Maddox.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-6301712513604019362</id><published>2008-11-04T23:12:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T23:38:45.564-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Si Se Puede</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/SREjTao9emI/AAAAAAAAAQE/xtnOd6LSRLk/s1600-h/historygoodx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 120px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/SREjTao9emI/AAAAAAAAAQE/xtnOd6LSRLk/s320/historygoodx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265028255848430178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/SREjPfBvZ9I/AAAAAAAAAP8/jRbi29XkvKc/s1600-h/president3_081104_xwide.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 155px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/SREjPfBvZ9I/AAAAAAAAAP8/jRbi29XkvKc/s320/president3_081104_xwide.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265028188306630610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/SREdOQBAggI/AAAAAAAAAP0/uVyHUBdnp0I/s1600-h/110408_presidentobama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 140px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/SREdOQBAggI/AAAAAAAAAP0/uVyHUBdnp0I/s320/110408_presidentobama.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265021570027389442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-6301712513604019362?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/6301712513604019362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=6301712513604019362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/6301712513604019362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/6301712513604019362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2008/11/si-se-puede.html' title='Si Se Puede'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/SREjTao9emI/AAAAAAAAAQE/xtnOd6LSRLk/s72-c/historygoodx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-8609498469461702624</id><published>2008-10-26T13:33:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T14:15:18.696-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Text Me Your Love, Email me your STD status.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/SQSrJlYZC8I/AAAAAAAAAPk/8nGj4MFd8tY/s1600-h/tell_card8_pop.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/SQSrJlYZC8I/AAAAAAAAAPk/8nGj4MFd8tY/s320/tell_card8_pop.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261518445817170882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I had my own STD scare in college.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I had some risky sex and found out through rumors and other networks that I girl I had been with had HPV.  I marched my ass to the clinic and put my entire sexual history on the books. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I remember having to confess all my dirty dyke secrets to a homophobic west indian physicians assistant.  I told her that my face  was were disease may have been, WHAT DO I NEED TO DO !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was no shame in my game.  I got every test known to man that day and came up roses &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(to this day!)&lt;/span&gt;.  What the triflin hoe didn't know is that my first girlfriend in life had HPV but since my EX was a grown ass woman we practiced safe sex.  I knew then, just as I know now that you can still have a sex life with an STD.  Thank god for honest women.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But this. Wow. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I personally consider this a good thing. For all the wimps, punks, and &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/ignoramus"&gt;ignoramuses&lt;/a&gt; who can't tell you that they have an STD before you have sex there's a new anonymous way to let folks know that you got the bug and they might too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least you know right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://inspot.org/gateway.aspx"&gt;STD Notification Service&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play safe Caucus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's my favorite.  Wish it had a girl on it. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but that's how I feel about most things.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/SQSr9SaQb3I/AAAAAAAAAPs/f5VmpRroW58/s1600-h/tell_card2_pop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/SQSr9SaQb3I/AAAAAAAAAPs/f5VmpRroW58/s320/tell_card2_pop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261519334077919090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-8609498469461702624?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/8609498469461702624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=8609498469461702624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/8609498469461702624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/8609498469461702624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2008/10/text-me-your-love-email-me-your-std.html' title='Text Me Your Love, Email me your STD status.'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/SQSrJlYZC8I/AAAAAAAAAPk/8nGj4MFd8tY/s72-c/tell_card8_pop.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-4460763108324897390</id><published>2008-10-13T02:12:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T03:07:43.516-04:00</updated><title type='text'>GAY is the new N**G*R.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;California Proposition 8 (2008)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Proposition 8 is an initiative measure on the 2008 California General Election ballot titled Eliminates Right of Same-Sex Couples to Marry. If passed, the proposition would change the California Constitution to eliminate the right of same-sex couples to marry in California. A new section would be added stating "only marriage between a man and a woman is valid or recognized in California."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The measure was submitted for the ballot by petitioners with the title "California Marriage Protection Act." The title and summary were revised by Attorney General Jerry Brown to more "accurately reflect the measure." The Superior Court of California ruled in favor of these revisions, stating, "The title and summary is not false or misleading because it states that Proposition 8 would 'eliminate the right of same-sex couples to marry' in California. The California Supreme Court unequivocally held that same-sex couples have a constitutional right to marry under the California Constitution.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;This basically says - hey you, LGBTQ - you do not have the same right to partner and build a life with another person. You are disallowed, because of who you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  Sorry it's the law.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;If registered to Vote in California - VOTE NO on PROP 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/SPLnPJf9qXI/AAAAAAAAAPM/XwPLNeepVgY/s1600-h/2431070531_7b532ee896.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/SPLnPJf9qXI/AAAAAAAAAPM/XwPLNeepVgY/s320/2431070531_7b532ee896.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256517962528827762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/SPLnFGj4dwI/AAAAAAAAAPE/ekfq9PiQU0w/s1600-h/butchfemme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/SPLnFGj4dwI/AAAAAAAAAPE/ekfq9PiQU0w/s400/butchfemme.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256517789941266178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/SPLndGcpUtI/AAAAAAAAAPU/5O8c54csuqs/s1600-h/sordillo3sm-m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/SPLndGcpUtI/AAAAAAAAAPU/5O8c54csuqs/s320/sordillo3sm-m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256518202227774162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/SPLnngJjnpI/AAAAAAAAAPc/wSgXdFrsr1w/s1600-h/butch_femme_bellies.sized.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/SPLnngJjnpI/AAAAAAAAAPc/wSgXdFrsr1w/s320/butch_femme_bellies.sized.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256518380925722258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt;Press Play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ikrz4RFDhjA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ikrz4RFDhjA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tell me why, tell me why, tell me why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Why can't we live together?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tell me why, tell me why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Why can't we live together?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Everybody wants to live together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Why can't we be together?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No more war, no more war, no more war...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just a little peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No more war, no more war.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All we want is some peace in this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Everybody wants to live together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Why can't we be together?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No matter, no matter what colour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You are still my brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I said no matter, no matter what colour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You are still my brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Everybody wants to live together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Why can't we be together?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Everybody wants to live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Everybody's got to be together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Everybody wants to live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Everybody's going to be together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Everybody's got to be together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Everybody wants to be together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I said no matter, no matter what colour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You're still my brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I said no matter, no matter what colour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You're still my brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Everybody wants to live together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Why can't we be together?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gotta live together...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-4460763108324897390?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/4460763108324897390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=4460763108324897390' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/4460763108324897390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/4460763108324897390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2008/10/gay-is-new-ngr.html' title='GAY is the new N**G*R.'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/SPLnPJf9qXI/AAAAAAAAAPM/XwPLNeepVgY/s72-c/2431070531_7b532ee896.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-8182033875094006299</id><published>2008-03-04T23:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:40:38.487-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Respect.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Caucus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/R89eL8BHYsI/AAAAAAAAAOY/7Uu0kFB2poM/s1600-h/classroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/R89eL8BHYsI/AAAAAAAAAOY/7Uu0kFB2poM/s400/classroom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174458056054366914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Listen to what he's angry at.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Listen to what he's defending.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/du1UViOs4Hk"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/du1UViOs4Hk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you love something you're going to want to protect it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Props to the Family Stud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-8182033875094006299?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/8182033875094006299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=8182033875094006299' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/8182033875094006299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/8182033875094006299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2008/03/respect.html' title='Respect.'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/R89eL8BHYsI/AAAAAAAAAOY/7Uu0kFB2poM/s72-c/classroom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-943741019917666293</id><published>2008-02-28T15:02:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T15:10:21.571-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BUTCH FEMME VIDEOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I absolutely love this video.&lt;br /&gt;Go to their page and support their page Caucus.&lt;br /&gt;Hot girls! Who like Butchies.&lt;br /&gt;um. no brainer. scoot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Team Gina !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JfQ_ptzFv7M"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JfQ_ptzFv7M" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-943741019917666293?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/943741019917666293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=943741019917666293' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/943741019917666293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/943741019917666293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2008/02/butch-femme-videos.html' title='BUTCH FEMME VIDEOS'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-2027801054448604760</id><published>2008-02-28T14:28:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:40:39.210-05:00</updated><title type='text'>R.I.P. SNOOP</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/R8cQ_IRq_1I/AAAAAAAAAOI/cPH0ptigLzM/s1600-h/snoop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/R8cQ_IRq_1I/AAAAAAAAAOI/cPH0ptigLzM/s400/snoop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172121373797711698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Felicia_Pearson"&gt;Felicia "Snoop" Pearson's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; fictional character on the wire has been laid to rest.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boom. Bye Bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-CUJhBbw_50"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-CUJhBbw_50" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What's next Fe ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read a book Caucus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/R8cQfYRq_0I/AAAAAAAAAOA/o5ssBf1KKeU/s1600-h/grace_after_midnight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/R8cQfYRq_0I/AAAAAAAAAOA/o5ssBf1KKeU/s320/grace_after_midnight.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172120828336865090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-2027801054448604760?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/2027801054448604760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=2027801054448604760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/2027801054448604760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/2027801054448604760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2008/02/rip-snoop.html' title='R.I.P. SNOOP'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/R8cQ_IRq_1I/AAAAAAAAAOI/cPH0ptigLzM/s72-c/snoop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-1108884948690932477</id><published>2008-02-28T04:03:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:40:39.687-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Ain't Mad Atcha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/R8Z53YRq_wI/AAAAAAAAANg/VR2oGGcIk48/s1600-h/hs+ponytail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/R8Z53YRq_wI/AAAAAAAAANg/VR2oGGcIk48/s400/hs+ponytail.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171955214397931266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/R8Z6goRq_yI/AAAAAAAAANw/ltU3UiDh3XA/s1600-h/hs+crew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/R8Z6goRq_yI/AAAAAAAAANw/ltU3UiDh3XA/s320/hs+crew.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171955923067535138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures say a thousand words, but I can't seem to think of anything. I mean she went from beast to beast. A pretty stud is a pretty girl is a pretty girl a pretty stud? MediaTakeout the home of many a rumor and random celeb gossip has deemed this tabloid news worthy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;Man I can't call it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/R8Z6-IRq_zI/AAAAAAAAAN4/XMQRJEci940/s1600-h/mad+body.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/R8Z6-IRq_zI/AAAAAAAAAN4/XMQRJEci940/s400/mad+body.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171956429873676082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/o2VY-KDsSdI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/o2VY-KDsSdI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-1108884948690932477?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/1108884948690932477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=1108884948690932477' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/1108884948690932477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/1108884948690932477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-aint-mad-atcha.html' title='I Ain&apos;t Mad Atcha'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/R8Z53YRq_wI/AAAAAAAAANg/VR2oGGcIk48/s72-c/hs+ponytail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-5685196051449913076</id><published>2008-01-29T23:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:40:40.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'>RIP Regina Shavers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/R6AGZyQIMgI/AAAAAAAAANA/W3HaqKUmRKE/s1600-h/chilling+shavers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/R6AGZyQIMgI/AAAAAAAAANA/W3HaqKUmRKE/s400/chilling+shavers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161132213022503426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My butch mentor has passed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I can't get angry or sad enough.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My butch mentor has passed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; tell you how we met.  I used to work P/T with LGBT Elders in Brooklyn.  I was a Volunteer Coordinator.  Regina was the Founder/Executive Director of Griot Circle.  http://www.griotcircle.org/.  [A queer black elder organization ] &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a flyer in the mail one day and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Butch Party:A party for...studs, aggressives, jaspers @ Griot Circle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I souped it up like it was for networking on behalf of my position.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was so excited. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was going. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that feeling when you even start picking your outfit out. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're thinking if you already own something to wear or do you need to go shopping.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea excited like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was more curious than anything.  I had already amazed myself and the Philadelphia Police by surviving past 21.  I was curious to see what was behind door # 55.   What did older out butch women look like, who were their women, is there really a happy ending.  Can we have relationships, marriages, friends.  Do we live ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/R6ALjyQIMhI/AAAAAAAAANI/eK6gSgyYhjE/s1600-h/shavers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/R6ALjyQIMhI/AAAAAAAAANI/eK6gSgyYhjE/s400/shavers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161137882379334162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes we do and large.  There was mad food.  All I remember was fried chicken and macaroni and cheese. I think some catfish got mixed in there too.   I hung out for a little bit, scoping the scene. I usually get way nervous and paranoid at explicitly gay events that aren't in clubs.   This was different, I felt comfortable, like i couldn't  have been in more safe and unassuming place. And as if on cue right there in the middle of it.  Regina per her funding regulations demonstrated how to put a condom on and how to use a female condom. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Party and Bullshit. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but all fun and jokes. with older dyke folks.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept that flyer and went to check in with her off and on.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We were only friends for a couple of years.&lt;/span&gt; S&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;he was in chemo and doing her thing.  I kept her in high regard and counted her among people I wanted to be like when I grew up.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It doesn't take a decade to realize that you are talking to someone important. Important enough to you for you, in your heart of hearts, to model their best behaviors. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing her live so real makes me frustrated with the invisible closeted black gay celebs.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, start a foundation or something.&lt;br /&gt;Don't do nothing.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;right?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;right.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your life and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rest&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Regina Shavers&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;object style="font-family: arial;" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NyY5apfOHKo&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NyY5apfOHKo&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;        &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/R6AOzCQIMjI/AAAAAAAAANY/VougLBmA5BI/s1600-h/TBCRBG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/R6AOzCQIMjI/AAAAAAAAANY/VougLBmA5BI/s200/TBCRBG.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161141442907222578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to know a little more about her life ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/R6AMQyQIMiI/AAAAAAAAANQ/fW2AroFCexk/s1600-h/rshavers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/R6AMQyQIMiI/AAAAAAAAANQ/fW2AroFCexk/s400/rshavers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161138655473447458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;An abridged biography on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;" href="http://books.google.com/books?id=2F0y5Exd-XMC&amp;amp;pg=PA51&amp;amp;lpg=PA51&amp;amp;dq=regina+shavers&amp;amp;source=web&amp;amp;ots=QPY6AXNqZ6&amp;amp;sig=l38_Uca3zm9ZzuboDKL5oqGtIgQ#PPA58,M1"&gt;Regina Shavers.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-5685196051449913076?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/5685196051449913076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=5685196051449913076' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/5685196051449913076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/5685196051449913076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2008/01/rip-regina-shavers.html' title='RIP Regina Shavers'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/R6AGZyQIMgI/AAAAAAAAANA/W3HaqKUmRKE/s72-c/chilling+shavers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-4358880553996812010</id><published>2008-01-16T02:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:40:40.285-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dress like a...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/R427YEEMuNI/AAAAAAAAAMo/IEcSs4gySSw/s1600-h/mary_ph_inv1.jpg"&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Um1jWWoF9h4&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Um1jWWoF9h4&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hmm.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i watched the whole thing.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and it basically gives you the low down on prep. boi.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it's an honest effort to validate and pull up the suburban butch populus.&lt;/span&gt; aka the white boys.&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean,  she damn sure ain't talking bout me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i got some nice ass hats.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/R43Jd0EMuPI/AAAAAAAAAM4/E9RthlyDob0/s1600-h/nico_caught.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/R43Jd0EMuPI/AAAAAAAAAM4/E9RthlyDob0/s400/nico_caught.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155998662438729970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.strictlyfitteds.com/blog/"&gt;[for your fitted fix]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-4358880553996812010?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/4358880553996812010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=4358880553996812010' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/4358880553996812010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/4358880553996812010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2008/01/dress-like.html' title='Dress like a...?'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/R43Jd0EMuPI/AAAAAAAAAM4/E9RthlyDob0/s72-c/nico_caught.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-6172555717971691343</id><published>2007-12-28T06:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T06:48:22.181-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy, Baby.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object enablejsurl="false" enablehref="false" saveembedtags="true" allowscriptaccess="never" allownetworking="internal" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="never" allownetworking="internal" height="355" width="425" data="http://www.youtube.com/v/3hTxGmvUo_0&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="internal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3hTxGmvUo_0&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Okay, this is dumb funny but I mean to make a statement about aggression and illusion.  Babies can't know what their faces mean.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Watch your presentation and each others backs, in no specific order. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2008 HARD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object enablejsurl="false" enablehref="false" saveembedtags="true" allowscriptaccess="never" allownetworking="internal" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="never" allownetworking="internal" height="355" width="425" data="http://www.youtube.com/v/kKQMKgcwBgI&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="internal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kKQMKgcwBgI&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-6172555717971691343?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/6172555717971691343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=6172555717971691343' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/6172555717971691343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/6172555717971691343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2007/12/crazy-baby.html' title='Crazy, Baby.'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-1447143960952318977</id><published>2007-12-27T21:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T21:33:32.334-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hold Me Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Quick Lil Binding Tutorial By Some Hawaiians getting ready for prom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Mahalo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ItAUJgonFLY&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ItAUJgonFLY&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-1447143960952318977?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/1447143960952318977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=1447143960952318977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/1447143960952318977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/1447143960952318977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2007/12/hold-me-down.html' title='Hold Me Down'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-498715351160102082</id><published>2007-12-27T20:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T20:55:52.342-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ever Install A Car Radio ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vczYucGhvdG9idWNrZXQuY29tL2FsYnVtcy95MjM4L2RqYXlkZW4vP2FjdGlvbj12aWV3JmN1cnJlbnQ9b2xkc2Nob29scmFkaW8uanBn" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 408px; height: 306px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y238/djayden/oldschoolradio.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hey homies...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm tasking myself with installing a car stereo this weekend.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm damn handy and imagine I can figure it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I checked this out on line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Installing Sh*&lt;/span&gt;t For &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;New Jacks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ehow.com/how_866_install-car-stereo.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anything else I need to know ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Holla in the comments !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;TBC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'll post the *uh* results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-498715351160102082?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/498715351160102082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=498715351160102082' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/498715351160102082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/498715351160102082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2007/12/ever-install-car-radio.html' title='Ever Install A Car Radio ?'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-457115942053875818</id><published>2007-12-22T10:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:40:40.475-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gay or G [angsta]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Suspect: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyra Bolling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="font-family: arial;" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zK3uOWn-Eog&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zK3uOWn-Eog&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Evidence: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;VA representa Tyra Bolling got a good thing going. Givin Me a Rush is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;the result of interpolating or in laymans terms "using the best parts" of  Paula Abdul and Michael Jackson hits, Rush/Rush &amp;amp; Human Nature. [respectively.] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Romantic pop perfect for the radio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But um, did you see the video ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Look who's dykin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*ahem Latifah*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I ain't hating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm just saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/R2003EEMuMI/AAAAAAAAAME/cAapyVssh5Q/s1600-h/VAlove1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/R2003EEMuMI/AAAAAAAAAME/cAapyVssh5Q/s400/VAlove1.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146828069743147202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shout out to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Suf&lt;/span&gt;folk&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;, VA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my Best Friend &amp;amp; Cousin who just got out of Sussex II State Prison after 12 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/R2003EEMuMI/AAAAAAAAAME/cAapyVssh5Q/s1600-h/VAlove1.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-457115942053875818?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/457115942053875818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=457115942053875818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/457115942053875818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/457115942053875818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2007/12/gay-or-g-angsta.html' title='Gay or G [angsta]'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/R2003EEMuMI/AAAAAAAAAME/cAapyVssh5Q/s72-c/VAlove1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-4804721116220095747</id><published>2007-12-18T11:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:40:40.630-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hug it out bitch'/><title type='text'>Secret Lovers, yea, That's what we are...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dissed by Remy, a studs lament&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_J06HxN8WI0&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_J06HxN8WI0&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Look at this vid yo.  This poor stud is emotionally snitching on herself.  She's all distressed because Remy ain't calling her no more.  It's sad really.  She get's an answer on the phone and the first thing out her mouth is "why you frontin on me?" C'mon buddy.  She answered the phone schun! Where's your mack at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;#1.  Your game is wack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;#2. What were those one's ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Damn right Remy hung up on that ass.  She got blonde bangs now. What!!! I see skin lightening in her future ala Lil Kim...mebbe she'll get a TV show like EVE. After she get out Rikers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Young homie. Step your game up. Throw some of that dough in her commissary.  Get a clean do rag.  Find another set of words for Na mean and stop whining over Remy on record. It's making us look bad.  I understand heartbreak, but sit with your emotions why you gotta be on blast mode. You know folks ain't trying to have their shit out there like that and you let some hood knuckle head juice you for gossip.  Boo. Your snitch rating is so high right now, I wouldn't even sell you a bootleg DVD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Question for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Butch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Caucus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you have said if Remy took your call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/R8zY-US7vGI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/MpLmACihy-o/s1600-h/queenremyma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/R8zY-US7vGI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/MpLmACihy-o/s400/queenremyma.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173748637053467746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-4804721116220095747?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/4804721116220095747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=4804721116220095747' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/4804721116220095747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/4804721116220095747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2007/12/secret-lovers-yea-thats-what-we-are.html' title='Secret Lovers, yea, That&apos;s what we are...'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/R8zY-US7vGI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/MpLmACihy-o/s72-c/queenremyma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-7823245741345665370</id><published>2007-12-14T02:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T02:07:56.385-05:00</updated><title type='text'>War Report From A Young Stud...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;Fav quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who made up Rainbow ? I know the Leprachauns but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Zv3dP8swpiE&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Zv3dP8swpiE&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-7823245741345665370?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/7823245741345665370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=7823245741345665370' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/7823245741345665370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/7823245741345665370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2007/12/war-report-from-young-stud.html' title='War Report From A Young Stud...'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-126893647952600267</id><published>2007-12-14T00:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T00:58:01.925-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Myspace and Downelink Pages.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;God! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So I finally made a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://myspace.com/thebutchcaucus"&gt;Myspace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; component and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.downelink.com/thebutchcaucus"&gt;Downelink&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; component to the:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 447px; height: 50px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y238/djayden/TBCRBG.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Comment, Ask Questions or Start beef..let's start the conversation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Don't forget to ADD me. So I can read all your blogs and reject all those nice little chain emails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cupacke and Celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;Get hyphy off this track.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KCNlDgSQuLg&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KCNlDgSQuLg&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-126893647952600267?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/126893647952600267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=126893647952600267' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/126893647952600267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/126893647952600267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2007/12/myspace-and-downelink-pages.html' title='Myspace and Downelink Pages.'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-2457706185266888170</id><published>2007-12-14T00:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T00:45:19.448-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Workout Plan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;Just kill it.&lt;br /&gt;You would love her too...wouldn't you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SijJ2trM6us&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SijJ2trM6us&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;Studs. [insert motto here]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-2457706185266888170?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/2457706185266888170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=2457706185266888170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/2457706185266888170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/2457706185266888170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2007/12/workout-plan.html' title='The Workout Plan'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-8103136202388563481</id><published>2007-12-14T00:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T00:20:56.987-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stud 4 Stud Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A Definition by a "PrettyStud"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aEPh_E7UGcs&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aEPh_E7UGcs&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No one asked you to try and understand this end of the gender spectrum.  Somewhere between the last guy you'll ever kiss and the last dress you'll ever wear. No one invited you into this private hell called decisions.  The ultimate yes or no.  This is where I live.  My name is Identity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;posers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;lmafo @ reject no reply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-8103136202388563481?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/8103136202388563481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=8103136202388563481' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/8103136202388563481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/8103136202388563481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2007/12/stud-4-stud-love.html' title='Stud 4 Stud Love'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-870789135974264279</id><published>2007-12-14T00:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T00:06:53.689-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cookin Beef</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;Just Steppin Hard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check the bitch in you....[tee/hee]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aQgseoYi63E&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aQgseoYi63E&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ps. this was a year ago. don't get salty now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-870789135974264279?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/870789135974264279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=870789135974264279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/870789135974264279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/870789135974264279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2007/12/cookin-beef.html' title='Cookin Beef'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-6220740225050478748</id><published>2007-12-12T01:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T01:43:19.469-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We Are Women.</title><content type='html'>Like Angels....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love being this kind of woman.  It freaks people out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It  really does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/B7FBBcvgFF0&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/B7FBBcvgFF0&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:78%;" &gt;hold up, she fine too right. lol.&lt;br /&gt;you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-6220740225050478748?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/6220740225050478748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=6220740225050478748' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/6220740225050478748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/6220740225050478748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2007/12/we-are-women.html' title='We Are Women.'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-8569301424126770508</id><published>2007-12-03T00:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T01:49:48.191-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Butch Tresvant</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tresvant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;(trey/vaunt)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;adj.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;1.to show consideration or sensitivity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;2. emotional, emo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;3. proper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;n.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;1. a gentelman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WEyEngLqvtU&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WEyEngLqvtU&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-8569301424126770508?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/8569301424126770508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=8569301424126770508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/8569301424126770508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/8569301424126770508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2007/12/butch-tresvant.html' title='Butch Tresvant'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-2177751795354177995</id><published>2007-12-01T13:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:40:41.567-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Size Matters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/R1Gy8TFa7mI/AAAAAAAAALU/vrtdvlr-DnU/s1600-R/condi+say+ur+small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 340px; height: 254px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/R1Gy8TFa7mI/AAAAAAAAALU/RxRGC3mOfPU/s320/condi+say+ur+small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139085398791351906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What's a little me on top gon' hurt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe a little but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pain is pleasure and pressure bust pipes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And you look like the 'I Like It Rough' type&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We can crush tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tell me what you like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Best of Me [Jay-Z &amp;amp; Mya]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The worst word you can ever hear during sex is "Ouch".  Now, don't get me twisted, there is some good pain to be had.  Bites, passion marks, hair pulling, scratching, wrestling, and I've heard some women say they like when it's tight in the beginning and they work it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One can never really know if their size will be amicable to their lover. However the good thing about lesbian women is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 We stay Hard and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; #2 We can always find a size that will fit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one should ever suffer during sex.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What am I talking about here ? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dick Size&lt;/span&gt;.  Penis envy aside, y'all know I only write about this stuff cause I've gone through it. So while shopping for a smaller dick.  I came across some cool information.  I have reposted the links at the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/R1HISDFa7qI/AAAAAAAAAL0/T8GSACy-dsI/s1600-R/big+red.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/R1HISDFa7qI/AAAAAAAAAL0/MHOyGglgZBc/s320/big+red.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139108862197690018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Misconceptions or a Butch Finds her Strap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was coming into my butch identity, I had previously only done the following: tribidism [rubbing pussis], cunnilingus [eating pussi], and finger popping [ hands on/in the pussi].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember being at some woman's party with my then girlfriend and sitting around talking with other couples. Some of them were butch, some of them were femme and at the time all of them had 5-10 years of fucking under their respective belts.  I was the baby of the group and oh boy was it about to show.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So we're sitting around talking about sex and the subject of strap-on's comes up and each couple expresses her amazement at how good it feels.  I, being super naive, said " &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't like anything between my woman and I&lt;/span&gt;,  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't like dildos they feel unnatural&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can you feel that shit anyway?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.  If I had known I would have shut up, but how else was I gonna learn.  I know now...or at least it's in my opinion that the best way to have a mutual earth moving orgasm is by using a strap and digging your woman out slow and wet. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...back to the ouch.  My favorite dildo in the entire world is the Doc Johnson Realistic Cock 8 inch.  They are not indestructible, I have had one very strong and rhythmic partner break at least two of these. However, my reasons for loving this dildo are simple.  It's looks like a big black dick and given my genetics and my personal aesthetics I just don't feel right drilling my lady with a dolphin, a fairy, or a tie dyed dildo.  It would freak me out.  They come in Black, Mulatto, and White boy [or Flesh as they call it].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/R1H1GjFa7rI/AAAAAAAAAL8/LLB6IKUCaBo/s1600-R/Mulatto+Cock8+right+way.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/R1H1GjFa7rI/AAAAAAAAAL8/oIYpPtzNOu0/s320/Mulatto+Cock8+right+way.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139158142652444338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What I didn't realize when I bought big daddy 8 inch was the diameter and dearest Caucus here is where we must pay attention. Not to the only length but to the diameter.  Look at the difference between the 6 inch dildo diameter and the 8 inch dildo.  This may be the difference between mmm right there daddy and ow stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; [Please believe me, there are women who can take larger ones, this is just an example. ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/R1G1TjFa7nI/AAAAAAAAALc/haIUSuCEMms/s1600-R/realistic-tip1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/R1G1TjFa7nI/AAAAAAAAALc/r-9ed6gJDsE/s320/realistic-tip1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139087997246566002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/R1G1nTFa7oI/AAAAAAAAALk/0ERAnv-6xbQ/s1600-R/realistic-tip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/R1G1nTFa7oI/AAAAAAAAALk/jVB0rld7adQ/s320/realistic-tip.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139088336548982402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Curious about how deep a woman's vagina is anyway I did a little research online. Check out the in depth [pun intended] answer I borrowed from Columbia University's Health Services Q and A page:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 101, 153);"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 101, 153);"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 101, 153);"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 101, 153);"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dear Alice,&lt;/p&gt; I was wondering about the depth of the vagina. I've read statistics that say that the average vagina is only 3 to 4 inches deep. This seems way too small to me, since the average penis is considerably longer than that. Wouldn't that mean that most penises would crash into the cervix repeatedly during intercourse? Since this obviously doesn't happen, my question is this: does the vagina actually elongate during intercourse to accommodate the entire length of the average penis? &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;!-- end question --&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;   &lt;!-- start answer --&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dear Reader,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yes, just as the vagina has the capacity to expand, allowing for the passage    of a baby during childbirth, the vagina also has the ability to elongate during    intercourse to accommodate a penis. As you mentioned, for some women, the depth    from the vaginal opening to the tip of the cervix is 3 to 4 inches when they    are not sexually aroused. Other women may have a vaginal depth of five to seven    inches. Regardless, during arousal, blood flows to the genital area, and sexual    excitement causes the upper two-thirds of the vagina to lengthen by forcing    the cervix and uterus to ascend. The vagina also lubricates to help ease penetration.&lt;br /&gt;Some people think that the vaginal canal is a continuously open space. However,    this is a misperception. Think of the vaginal canal as if it were a balloon    that is not filled with any air. The walls, which have the potential to expand    and elongate, gently touch one another. When something is placed inside, they    mold around the width and accommodate the length of a penis, tampon, finger(s),    or sex toy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes during penetration, a penis or other object inserted in a vagina does    hit the cervix. This may be an indication that the woman is not physiologically    aroused enough; when she is more aroused, her vagina will elongate and her cervix,    the neck of the uterus, will lift up and move out of the way. Other times, contact    with the cervix can happen if a penis is larger than average or if the thrusting    is too deep. Communicating with a partner about the discomfort — "Ouch,    that's a little too deep" — and changing sexual positions may be helpful.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Alice!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the reposts/links I promised:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://lesbianlife.about.com/od/lesbiansex/ht/BuyaDildo.htm"&gt;How to buy a Dildo.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://lesbianlife.about.com/od/lesbiansex/ht/howtoStrapon.htm"&gt;How to use a Strap On.&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Crushing, Taggin, Baggin, Bangin, Hittin, Cutting, Sexing...et al&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 407px; height: 45px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y238/djayden/TBCRBG.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Please remember to practice safe sex.  You don't want to have that hard conversation before sex disclosing your STD do you. Okay, I thought so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-2177751795354177995?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/2177751795354177995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=2177751795354177995' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/2177751795354177995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/2177751795354177995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2007/12/size-matters.html' title='Size Matters'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/R1Gy8TFa7mI/AAAAAAAAALU/RxRGC3mOfPU/s72-c/condi+say+ur+small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-5070155536975030174</id><published>2007-10-26T15:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T04:48:38.260-04:00</updated><title type='text'>BZ of the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Some dude called her Asian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Some dude called her Spanish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Middle ground puts her at Filipino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have no idea...and I don't think I care....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Frky Frky Frky Frky Reggaeton Dame Reggeaton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SSfjkjjbv7w"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SSfjkjjbv7w" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-5070155536975030174?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/5070155536975030174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=5070155536975030174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/5070155536975030174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/5070155536975030174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2007/10/bz-of-day.html' title='BZ of the Day'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-3800717691137819919</id><published>2007-10-26T01:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:40:42.205-05:00</updated><title type='text'>G'd Up From the Feet Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RyF29W_WB7I/AAAAAAAAAKo/1adAJhDokIo/s1600-h/Photo+120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RyF29W_WB7I/AAAAAAAAAKo/1adAJhDokIo/s320/Photo+120.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125508647439697842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RyF2g2_WB6I/AAAAAAAAAKg/gaVWdsVq634/s1600-h/Photo+119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RyF2g2_WB6I/AAAAAAAAAKg/gaVWdsVq634/s320/Photo+119.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125508157813426082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RyF18m_WB4I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/-30QOmaXdPk/s1600-h/Photo+121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RyF18m_WB4I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/-30QOmaXdPk/s320/Photo+121.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125507535043168130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RyF1x2_WB3I/AAAAAAAAAKI/xy2YEVstLoU/s1600-h/Photo+125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RyF1x2_WB3I/AAAAAAAAAKI/xy2YEVstLoU/s320/Photo+125.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125507350359574386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-3800717691137819919?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/3800717691137819919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=3800717691137819919' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/3800717691137819919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/3800717691137819919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2007/10/gd-up-from-feet-up.html' title='G&apos;d Up From the Feet Up'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RyF29W_WB7I/AAAAAAAAAKo/1adAJhDokIo/s72-c/Photo+120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-6242416251829110866</id><published>2007-10-18T04:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:40:42.337-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pratfalls.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RxcqriP3QdI/AAAAAAAAAJg/syH6axCdiqI/s1600-h/polyl5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RxcqriP3QdI/AAAAAAAAAJg/syH6axCdiqI/s400/polyl5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122610028573311442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I didn't.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't know her at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've only had the opportunity to see her twice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the second time I was getting dissed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but let me tell you how.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not from here.&lt;br /&gt;I just moved here.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where I'm from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The women pretty much tell you that they are interested.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telepathetically, overtly, directly or the sexiest indirect flirt ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but you know. when you know.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here. Iunno....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have no idea where the restaurants are and I had a taste for sushi. real sushi. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A caught sight of a res, close to where I lived and hit them up after I got off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Man, she had me at "May I Help You?"  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis was Samoan...thick but short, you know.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Packaged. Straight black hair with eyes that made me forget her complexion.&lt;br /&gt;we all have those days.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had the most blank stare  I'd ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;Like someone making a conscious effort to forget something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I ordered some shrimp thing...and I think she hooked me up with extra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i was super trying to play cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I walked out to my car with the biggest smile on my face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;determined to work myself up to asking her out.&lt;br /&gt;Just as soon as I had a taste for sushi again.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courage.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Courage.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 macking days later.  &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I returned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to ask her to the movies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;to dinner. For her #. Something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I came in. And she was there.&lt;br /&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;staring. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked for a menu and made small talk.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back and forth. asking about her jewlery. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diamond posts. and two small rings on both hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;on her wrists. were tattoos.&lt;br /&gt;reading from right to left.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thug Passion"&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote&lt;br /&gt;on the paper I was given to place my order.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I wrote&lt;br /&gt;on the back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"I'm not really here for sushi, I'd like to ask you to the movies"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;She picked it up, and read it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and dearest Caucus. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Her smile was brilliant. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Like when you open the refrigerator at 3:00 in the morning.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was nuclear and gave off it's own energy.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As she held it. the smile and the note.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My heart swole. My confidence grew.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and like a flash flood. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;her brood returned. and I realized that she couldn't or wouldn't go out with me.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked her &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[to my cousin's disgust..no, she wasn't there but she hates my lack of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.thefreedictionary.com/couth"&gt;couth&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  in this department]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"You don't like women, huh."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said "I get that SH*T all the time."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"It's not sh*t, you are beautiful. people want to get to know you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;want to get to know you."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She smiled,&lt;br /&gt;This time only half way.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first girl in the video Cupid by 112 reminds me of her.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cupid doesn't lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; But you won't know unless you give it a try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[my man Slim  said. "I'd rather die before I lie to you"]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0LBHWOGQBVc"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0LBHWOGQBVc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Give it a try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-6242416251829110866?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/6242416251829110866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=6242416251829110866' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/6242416251829110866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/6242416251829110866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2007/10/pratfalls.html' title='Pratfalls.'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RxcqriP3QdI/AAAAAAAAAJg/syH6axCdiqI/s72-c/polyl5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-8993913439400951795</id><published>2007-10-17T19:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:40:42.605-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Letters from the Caucus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Coming to a park bench near you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Letter from the Caucus&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hola !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I just saw this listing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[ed note. blog] as I scour the internet in search of businesses who cater to butch women's clothing needs... now that I finished with grad school and now need a suit where I can look good and queer and still keep my butch identity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep me in your blog loop--Los Angeles is in da house!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Here is my response:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RyFuRW_WB2I/AAAAAAAAAKA/ck2gO1DMRVI/s1600-h/fixuplooksharp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RyFuRW_WB2I/AAAAAAAAAKA/ck2gO1DMRVI/s320/fixuplooksharp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125499095432431458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;    I know what you're talking bout with regard to suits and what not.  As a matter of fact - I have a hard copy of TBC coming to a sidewalk bench near you.  My dude does a blog called &lt;a href="http://zapagringo.blogspot.com/"&gt;zapagringo&lt;/a&gt;...he's mad political and speaks to the indegenous zapatistas movement in chiapas...well he and i are cozining...putting out a dual publication of our blogs in hard copy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first topic thanks to your email is: clothing.  I've been down the road before. seriously sweating what I was going to wear, to a interview, to a funeral, to a wedding.  I like suits. but not ties.  I got tig ass biddies. ya know.  I'm exploring the bowtie as an option but no news yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;#1. And I can't stress it enough the tailor is your best friend.  No not some bougey custom italian mofo.  I'm talking chinese lady at the dry cleaners. most cleaners do alterations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2. Shop on the Internet.  The factory warehouse for online sales is going to have the exact length you need because they have volume.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Take a look at my horrendous experience at the hands of some dumb _____ at my j.o.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://link.brightcove.com/services/link/bcpid1156002639/bclid1172082936/bctid1173355502" target="_blank" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;embed src="http://services.brightcove.com/services/viewer/federated_f8/1156034577" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" flashvars="videoId=1173355502&amp;amp;playerId=1156034577&amp;amp;viewerSecureGatewayURL=https://services.brightcove.com/services/amfgateway&amp;amp;servicesURL=http://services.brightcove.com/services&amp;amp;cdnURL=http://admin.brightcove.com&amp;amp;domain=embed&amp;amp;autoStart=false&amp;amp;" base="http://admin.brightcove.com" name="flashObj" seamlesstabbing="false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" swliveconnect="true" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash" height="500" width="450"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I'm trying to get masculine women to relate in a real way across the board. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RyFt1m_WB1I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/bsXqiRIP6Is/s1600-h/strap+down.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RyFt1m_WB1I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/bsXqiRIP6Is/s200/strap+down.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125498618691061586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; If you've got Clothing Tips and Advice ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Send an email to butch.caucus@gmail.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-8993913439400951795?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/8993913439400951795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=8993913439400951795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/8993913439400951795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/8993913439400951795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2007/10/letters-from-caucus.html' title='Letters from the Caucus'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RyFuRW_WB2I/AAAAAAAAAKA/ck2gO1DMRVI/s72-c/fixuplooksharp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-2952178605341063424</id><published>2007-10-16T02:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:40:42.727-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='How to'/><title type='text'>How to Suck Dyke D*ck</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RxRcfCP3QcI/AAAAAAAAAJY/XU5PCaKydRg/s1600-h/blkgirlsucker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RxRcfCP3QcI/AAAAAAAAAJY/XU5PCaKydRg/s400/blkgirlsucker.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121820364476203458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;check the pics that didn't make the post. #1. &lt;a href="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y238/djayden/babydykesucker.jpg"&gt;Baby Dyke&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; #2 &lt;a href="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y238/djayden/xray.jpg"&gt;Nun Uhn (NSFW)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;First you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and your partner must realize.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That it is a dildo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;IMO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Warm it up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A warm rag or immersion in warm water may do the trick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If this is some indoors sexiness…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Shower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Please shower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There is something to be said about all day good pussy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Or club bathroom drunken strokes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But that’s another column.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Showers allow for the full freak flag for that bashful hygiene hype in you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You wash fruit right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You trust fruit right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Aight so to the sucking…I can’t front.  This woman Rachel Venning wrote a dope piece on sucking d*ck….&lt;br /&gt;So without further biting.  I’ll just list her &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.babeland.com/sexinfo/howto/suckstraponcock"&gt;11 Tips on Sucking Dyke&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.babeland.com/sexinfo/howto/suckstraponcock"&gt; D*ck&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;1. Use a realistic cock. Blowjobs are no time to surprise your sweetie with one of those lavender dolphin dildos from the eighties, cute though they are. For decent dick-sucking you need a sexy number with a clearly defined shaft and head, and veins and balls if possible. Some dildo recommendations: Johnny, Leo, Ultraskin.&lt;br /&gt;[TBC ed. Note: I love the Realistic brand – comes in POSC colours]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. When you strap on the dick, take a few moments of private time to really connect with it. Touch, it rub it, if you're packing enjoy the feel of it pressing against your pants. Make sure that the base of the cock is right where it feels the most solid connection to your body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Think psychic dick. Although it's not a flesh-and-blood penis, your mind can have a hard-on that's as raging as anyone's. The dildo is the physical expression of a psychic reality, and that dick can feel fantastic, rubber or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do it somewhere nasty. Something about cocksucking calls for dark alleys, bathroom stalls, and parked cars. Let the staging add to the sexiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Put on a good visual show. When you're sucking, remember that your playmate is getting off largely on imagination and the look of your hands, mouth, tongue and head. So make sure there are good sight lines and keep your actions visible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Use your hand to push the base of the dick into your lover's cunt. The most physical sensation for the receiver is going to come from that one point of contact, so make it work. Rhythmically thrusting with your hand along the shaft into the base while working the head in and out of your mouth gives both a visual and a physical thrill. Another good reason to hang on to the base of the dildo is to control the depth of the thrusts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If you can deep throat, do it. No matter what anyone's gender, that is always impressive and exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Treat the dildo like a real penis--focus on the things that feel good to flesh and blood cocks: stroke the vein along the bottom, tongue the slit, gently tickle the balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Add condoms. If you like using condoms to keep the dildo clean, perhaps because it might go from mouth to cunt, to ass, and back again, it's a great opportunity to show off that safe sex 101 trick in which you roll the condom on with your mouth. Practice first. Try an unlubed condom like the Ria (now Trustex) or a flavored condom like the Kiss of Mint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Feel the buzz. If you want more genital stimulation than the psychic thrill or the base of the dildo pushing into your vulva can provide, consider tucking a small bullet shaped vibrator between your harness and your clit. One harness, the Buzz Me Tender, has a built in pouch for just this purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Options. Some girls won't mind if you slip some fingers in her pussy while you're blowing her. Others might find that upsets their psychic gender-bending state. So check in. A finger in the ass however, is a perfect complement to any blowjob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oUpbQEeNgNI"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oUpbQEeNgNI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-2952178605341063424?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/2952178605341063424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=2952178605341063424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/2952178605341063424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/2952178605341063424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2007/10/how-to-suck-dyke-dck.html' title='How to Suck Dyke D*ck'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RxRcfCP3QcI/AAAAAAAAAJY/XU5PCaKydRg/s72-c/blkgirlsucker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-6412505638332470469</id><published>2007-09-18T15:16:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:40:42.895-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Y'all F*cking and...</title><content type='html'>Errebody know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know these two from women from sticks in the mud.  However, as I was goo looking for a picture of Sarah Thomas first female ref to officiate a collegiate football game.  I found these two. They played basketball for Lincoln University (HBCU) last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's the first thing I thought...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They F*cking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RvBhW6dMreI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bgKUs5fUCsY/s1600-h/theygay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RvBhW6dMreI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bgKUs5fUCsY/s400/theygay.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111692623342251490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purely hearsay mixed with a lil gaydar.&lt;br /&gt;meh...back to the grind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and holla at your dude if you know some West Coast girls that ain't trippin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-6412505638332470469?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/6412505638332470469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=6412505638332470469' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/6412505638332470469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/6412505638332470469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2007/09/yall-fucking-and_18.html' title='Y&apos;all F*cking and...'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RvBhW6dMreI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bgKUs5fUCsY/s72-c/theygay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-9075749819226555257</id><published>2007-09-16T20:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:40:43.408-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TBC = Throw Back Crush [of the Month]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do Do Do Do Do Ditty Do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do Do Do Do Do Di Do Do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do Do Do Do Do Do Do Do Do…..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/Ru3MEqdMrXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/i-HjKqnm32k/s1600-h/Perfect+Sha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/Ru3MEqdMrXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/i-HjKqnm32k/s400/Perfect+Sha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110965532623678834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Shanice Wilson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Born in Pittsburgh, Shanice, before her teen years relocated to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Los_Angeles" title="Los Angeles"&gt;Los Angeles&lt;/a&gt; with her mother and aunt who were interested in pursuing careers in the music industry. Shanice's showmanship was evident from an early age and this move was also to benefit her career. Shanice's talent gave her the opportunity to star in a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/KFC" title="KFC"&gt;KFC&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Television_advertisement" title="Television advertisement"&gt;commercial&lt;/a&gt; with the legendary &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ella_Fitzgerald" title="Ella Fitzgerald"&gt;Ella Fitzgerald&lt;/a&gt; at age nine. Later, she was discovered by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A%26M_Records" title="A&amp;amp;M Records"&gt;A&amp;amp;M Records&lt;/a&gt; at the age of eleven, and released her debut album, &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Discovery_%28Shanice_album%29" title="Discovery (Shanice album)"&gt;Discovery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1987" title="1987"&gt;1987&lt;/a&gt;, which wasn't a huge pop hit, but did score R&amp;amp;B chart action, and the singer a 1987 &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Soul_Train_Award" title="Soul Train Award"&gt;Soul Train Award&lt;/a&gt; nomination for Best R&amp;amp;B/Urban Contemporary New Artist; she lost the award to R&amp;amp;B singer &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Miki_Howard" title="Miki Howard"&gt;Miki Howard&lt;/a&gt;. Shanice went on to sign a record deal with &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Motown_Records" title="Motown Records"&gt;Motown Records&lt;/a&gt; in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1991" title="1991"&gt;1991&lt;/a&gt;. Her 1991 album &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Inner_Child" title="Inner Child"&gt;Inner Child&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; which sold 1.1 million copies&lt;sup class="noprint Template-Fact"&gt;&lt;span title="This claim needs references to reliable sources since July 2007" style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;[&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wikipedia:Citing_sources" title="Wikipedia:Citing sources"&gt;citation needed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;, includes the popular hit single "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/I_Love_Your_Smile" title="I Love Your Smile"&gt;I Love Your Smile&lt;/a&gt;", produced by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Narada_Michael_Walden" title="Narada Michael Walden"&gt;Narada Michael Walden&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shanice_Wilson"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shanice_Wilson"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shanice_Wilson"&gt;Read On....&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was like the Black Aimee Grant (Remember her? Baby , Baby I'm taken with the notion….?).  Queen of New Jack R&amp;amp;B, a clearly talented singer with a vocal range in the whistle scales.  Yet, for all of her skills and talent she never got the noteriaty of the Mary J's and the Keyshia Coles of the world.  I blame electric drums, Teddy Riley and the New Jack corner her label painted her into.  She married Flex and became Ms. Flex and we never heard another thing from her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/Ru3Nx6dMrYI/AAAAAAAAAIc/ipcKGQH6pz8/s1600-h/flex+and+sha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/Ru3Nx6dMrYI/AAAAAAAAAIc/ipcKGQH6pz8/s320/flex+and+sha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110967409524387202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Top 3 Favorite Songs by Shanice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=V0JykN-2HK8"&gt;Turn Down the Lights&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=lH0XHTUs-EI"&gt;It's for You&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I Love Your Smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QGXxcSdsXJ4"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QGXxcSdsXJ4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Super Straight Second Runner Up for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Throwback Crush of the Month&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/Ru3KMadMrWI/AAAAAAAAAIM/qXlpue9RoWY/s1600-h/sepia+chante.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/Ru3KMadMrWI/AAAAAAAAAIM/qXlpue9RoWY/s400/sepia+chante.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110963466744409442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Born to a gospel &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Minister_of_religion" title="Minister of religion"&gt;minister&lt;/a&gt;, she grew up singing in the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Church" title="Church"&gt;church&lt;/a&gt; and was heavily influenced by the music of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/George_Duke" title="George Duke"&gt;George Duke&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lee_Ritenour" title="Lee Ritenour"&gt;Lee Ritenour&lt;/a&gt;. While in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/High_school" title="High school"&gt;high school&lt;/a&gt;, she decided to make a career of singing. She was a successful &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Beauty_pageant" title="Beauty pageant"&gt;beauty pageant&lt;/a&gt; contestant and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Model_%28person%29" title="Model (person)"&gt;model&lt;/a&gt; when, at age twenty-two, she was discovered by the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/MCA_Records" title="MCA Records"&gt;MCA Records&lt;/a&gt; executive &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Louil_Silas" title="Louil Silas"&gt;Louil Silas&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Moore&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; was signed to Silas' MCA-distributed imprint &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Silas_Records" title="Silas Records"&gt;Silas Records&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;From 1997 to 2000, she was married to actor &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kadeem_Hardison" title="Kadeem Hardison"&gt;Kadeem Hardison&lt;/a&gt;. Together, the couple had a daughter, Sophia Hardison. In January 2002, she married singer &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kenny_Lattimore" title="Kenny Lattimore"&gt;Kenny Lattimore&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;sup id="_ref-0"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chante_Moore#_note-0" title=""&gt;[1]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; On April 10, 2003, their son Kenny was born.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chante always come off as a straight devout woman.  Her rhythms are always followed by blues.  In &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's Alright&lt;/span&gt; she sings to the man with whom she's having trouble with:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When teardrops fall,&lt;br /&gt;running down, running down my face,&lt;br /&gt;I need you, please hear me,&lt;br /&gt;baby I need you here, beside me,&lt;br /&gt;everyday I need to know, that you will not leave me,&lt;br /&gt;promise me, tell me we can work it out,&lt;br /&gt;Ooh baby without a doubt,&lt;br /&gt;it will be alright &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She's there.  She's not going no where.  In a nutshell – trouble don't last always.  I like that about her music.  It's not for the good times.  It's for all times.  It's not about the happy parts of love.  It's about the real parts of life that make love happen, that make love stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the hell am I so idealistic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blame serial monogamy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="arial"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/Ru3OT6dMrZI/AAAAAAAAAIk/MLCJ2wF9tmY/s1600-h/Lil+chante+moore.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/Ru3OT6dMrZI/AAAAAAAAAIk/MLCJ2wF9tmY/s320/Lil+chante+moore.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110967993639939474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Top 4 Favorite Songs by Chante Moore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=hPgTHnp3zCA"&gt; I Love You &lt;/a&gt;[duet with Keith Washington]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lyricsdownload.com/chante-moore-bitter-lyrics.html"&gt; Bitter &lt;/a&gt;[aka the Kadeem Hardison diss track]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=qicdPIn7FAY"&gt;Straight Up &lt;/a&gt;[the 2step version is a monster]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's Alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cXv0eUIYwis"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cXv0eUIYwis" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-9075749819226555257?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/9075749819226555257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=9075749819226555257' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/9075749819226555257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/9075749819226555257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2007/09/tbc-throw-back-crush.html' title='TBC = Throw Back Crush [of the Month]'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/Ru3MEqdMrXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/i-HjKqnm32k/s72-c/Perfect+Sha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-1127152418466877576</id><published>2007-09-15T22:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:40:43.605-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Playlist: Honeymoon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/Ru3tCKdMrbI/AAAAAAAAAI0/8k1xLBzDx_E/s1600-h/thug+love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/Ru3tCKdMrbI/AAAAAAAAAI0/8k1xLBzDx_E/s400/thug+love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111001773557722546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;4 Eva.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Lil Mo feat Fabo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Can  You Live With It?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Loving me for Life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n3yoskJKu-U"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/n3yoskJKu-U" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I'm at the point in my life&lt;br /&gt;when I'm tired of playin games&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to settle down&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to buy a house&lt;br /&gt;And I'm ready to change my last name&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to have some kids&lt;br /&gt;Ready for the life to live&lt;br /&gt;And all love has to give&lt;br /&gt;I been your superwoman for so long&lt;br /&gt;That I'll be your wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Fab]&lt;br /&gt;Little M-O...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Lil Mo]&lt;br /&gt;Ohh&lt;br /&gt;Now that love's taken over&lt;br /&gt;I'm 100% sure that it's here to stay&lt;br /&gt;I ain't got no issues standing in my way&lt;br /&gt;I ain't goin nowhere&lt;br /&gt;You ain't goin nowhere so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's make it official&lt;br /&gt;We ain't gettin no younger baby&lt;br /&gt;And I'm ready to be with you&lt;br /&gt;Together for always&lt;br /&gt;To have and to hold through sickness and through health&lt;br /&gt;Marriage will be crazy baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you live with it, lovin me for life&lt;br /&gt;To have and hold forever&lt;br /&gt;Baby ride or die til death do us part&lt;br /&gt;Let's make it last forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you ready to be happy babe&lt;br /&gt;For the rest of your life&lt;br /&gt;Cause I wanna be your future, yeah&lt;br /&gt;And let's start a family&lt;br /&gt;Cause I ain't goin nowhere&lt;br /&gt;And you ain't goin nowhere so let's make it official...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's make it official&lt;br /&gt;We ain't gettin no younger baby&lt;br /&gt;And I'm ready to be with you&lt;br /&gt;Together for always&lt;br /&gt;To have and to hold through sickness and through health&lt;br /&gt;Marriage will be crazy baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you live with it, lovin me for life&lt;br /&gt;To have and hold forever&lt;br /&gt;Baby ride or die til death do us part&lt;br /&gt;Let's make it last forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to walk down that aisle in all white&lt;br /&gt;And dedicate my life to you (yeah, yeah)&lt;br /&gt;And live together happily ever after all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Fab]&lt;br /&gt;All I been thinkin bout is us&lt;br /&gt;Slidin from weddings with bands on&lt;br /&gt;Headin to San Juan, gettin our tan on&lt;br /&gt;Girl, you must be forgettin your man's long&lt;br /&gt;Most tuxes I have trouble gettin the pants on&lt;br /&gt;And I know things run through your head when your man's gone&lt;br /&gt;I come home have you sayin (Oh Boy) better than Cam'ron&lt;br /&gt;We upsettin they plans on&lt;br /&gt;Gettin they chance on&lt;br /&gt;Gettin they hands on F-A-B-O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Lil' Mo]&lt;br /&gt;Can you live with it, lovin me for life&lt;br /&gt;To have and hold forever&lt;br /&gt;Baby ride or die til death do us part&lt;br /&gt;Let's make it last forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you live with it, lovin me for life&lt;br /&gt;To have and hold forever&lt;br /&gt;Baby ride or die til death do us part&lt;br /&gt;Let's make it last forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make it last forever&lt;br /&gt;And ever and ever&lt;br /&gt;Can you live with it, lovin me for life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-1127152418466877576?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/1127152418466877576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=1127152418466877576' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/Ru3tCKdMrbI/AAAAAAAAAI0/8k1xLBzDx_E/s72-c/thug+love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-6696407855056274618</id><published>2007-09-15T21:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:40:43.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/Ru3SyadMraI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Jasv9FM-YEQ/s1600-h/Eva+and+Frenchie..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/Ru3SyadMraI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Jasv9FM-YEQ/s400/Eva+and+Frenchie..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110972915672460706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Frenchie [or should I say Butchie] and Eva. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;Damn. Damn. Damn. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;Damn. Damn. Damn. Damn. Damn. Damn. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;[another one....] Damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get your dream on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-6696407855056274618?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/6696407855056274618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=6696407855056274618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/6696407855056274618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/6696407855056274618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2007/09/damn.html' title='Damn.'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/Ru3SyadMraI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Jasv9FM-YEQ/s72-c/Eva+and+Frenchie..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-7558010357293111779</id><published>2007-08-28T13:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:40:44.065-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We Won't Let You Just Kill Us...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RtSBVd90AsI/AAAAAAAAAIE/01U8HhKTitE/s1600-h/IMG_0125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RtSBVd90AsI/AAAAAAAAAIE/01U8HhKTitE/s400/IMG_0125.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103846483538739906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We TRU soldiers, and we don't die&lt;br /&gt;We keep rollin, n-n-nah-nah-nah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Victoria_Arellano"&gt;RIP&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RtR-VN90ArI/AAAAAAAAAH8/5BcktE3-Nas/s1600-h/IMG_0130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RtR-VN90ArI/AAAAAAAAAH8/5BcktE3-Nas/s400/IMG_0130.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103843180708889266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-7558010357293111779?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/7558010357293111779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=7558010357293111779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/7558010357293111779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/7558010357293111779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2007/08/we-wont-let-you-just-kill-us.html' title='We Won&apos;t Let You Just Kill Us...'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RtSBVd90AsI/AAAAAAAAAIE/01U8HhKTitE/s72-c/IMG_0125.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-5469985369399276344</id><published>2007-08-25T07:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:40:44.705-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Playlist: Honeymoon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RtASEt90AoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/BL1Hk1cBiLA/s1600-h/shalamar-large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RtASEt90AoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/BL1Hk1cBiLA/s320/shalamar-large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102598250078405250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So the Best Hits of Shalamar was somehow placed ever so gingerly on my desk and for at least 7 hours I have been having wilding dramatic thoughts about commitment, Jody Wately, Howard Hewitt, and performing this song at a wedding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The song is very "romantical".  It's one of those lyrically creative masterpieces that loosely translates to:  We made it. We doing the damn thing.  Get Ready. Tonight.  I'ma make love to my wife.  husband. partner.  soul missive. etc.&lt;br /&gt;That's some good sex right 'chere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; When you love someone it's natural, not demanding&lt;br /&gt;And that's one thing I'm proud to say I found in you&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad we reached an understanding&lt;br /&gt;Now I know my heart is safe with you, hoo...&lt;br /&gt;So now my love to you, baby, I surrender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get ready tonight&lt;br /&gt;Gonna make this a night to remember&lt;br /&gt;Get ready (Oh, baby) tonight&lt;br /&gt;Gonna make this a night to remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrations and my heart could stay united&lt;br /&gt;And there's nothing in this world to come between me and you&lt;br /&gt;We're together and it keeps me so excited&lt;br /&gt;To think of what the power of love can do, ooh...&lt;br /&gt;And I'm filled with a love that's, oh, so tender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get ready [Baby] tonight [Girl]&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna make this a night to remember&lt;br /&gt;Get ready [Get ready] tonight&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna make this a night to remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make this a night to remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get ready tonight&lt;br /&gt;Gonna make this a night to remember&lt;br /&gt;Get ready [Get ready] tonight&lt;br /&gt;Gonna make this a night to remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get ready (Baby) tonight (Darlin')&lt;br /&gt;Gonna make this a night to remember&lt;br /&gt;Get ready (Darlin') tonight (Baby)&lt;br /&gt;Gonna make this a night to remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This night you won't forget&lt;br /&gt;Gonna make this a night to remember&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause your love I won't regret&lt;br /&gt;Gonna make this a night to remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get ready [Baby] tonight (Darlin')&lt;br /&gt;Gonna make this a night to remember&lt;br /&gt;Get ready [It won't be like the past] tonight (I will make it last)&lt;br /&gt;Gonna make this a night to remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;Make this a night to remember&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;Make this a night to remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's make a toast to those who helped make this occasion&lt;br /&gt;They turn their back on love and that's what drove you straight to me&lt;br /&gt;Now to you I make a lasting dedication&lt;br /&gt;I'll show you all that love and life can be, hoo...&lt;br /&gt;And each day that I live I will deliver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get ready (This night you won't forget) tonight&lt;br /&gt;Gonna make this a night to remember&lt;br /&gt;Get ready (‘Cause your love I won't regret) tonight&lt;br /&gt;Gonna make this a night to remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;           &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Night to Remember&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shalamar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pVAm_obRPQ8"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pVAm_obRPQ8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The video on the other hand...not so much sexy time.  It looks like Jody's trying not to be as intimate as the song would suggest with Howard. The 3rd dude is trying to figure out how to actively participate in a duet in a band he's a part of.  He shoulda just faked playing a keytar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RtARiN90AnI/AAAAAAAAAHc/BOx2-1MUgsE/s1600-h/shalamar+disco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RtARiN90AnI/AAAAAAAAAHc/BOx2-1MUgsE/s320/shalamar+disco.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102597657372918386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There you go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RtAaH990ApI/AAAAAAAAAHs/hCcenpCVs1I/s1600-h/Shalamar-Disco-Gardens-LP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RtAaH990ApI/AAAAAAAAAHs/hCcenpCVs1I/s200/Shalamar-Disco-Gardens-LP.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102607102006002322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=VOZzPElB_40"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=VOZzPElB_40"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Disco Bonus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-5469985369399276344?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/5469985369399276344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=5469985369399276344' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/5469985369399276344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/5469985369399276344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2007/08/playlist-honeymoon.html' title='Playlist: Honeymoon'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RtASEt90AoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/BL1Hk1cBiLA/s72-c/shalamar-large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-7848526012998897437</id><published>2007-08-24T05:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:40:44.887-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Scandal Shock and Outrage.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you have asked why I refer to some women as bitches.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandma taught me that word and when to use it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Don't talk about my grandma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/Rs6mg990AmI/AAAAAAAAAHU/8RK-uwyRV-c/s1600-h/crow+fight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/Rs6mg990AmI/AAAAAAAAAHU/8RK-uwyRV-c/s400/crow+fight.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102198513177199202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last Night or the Social Escapades of a Single Butch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm out. Chilling. Scoping the scene.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've watched a lot of women come in and fill the club.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I met a good friend of one ex and two of her friends.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm broke + sober, but I still managed good spirits despite the clubs' dj clearly having a problem finding where he put his "house" records.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[When]&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I spied with my two eyes a fine fine woman.&lt;br /&gt;She had the mouth [i like], she had the eyebrow arch [i like], she was buster brown, wearing camoflauge and a wife beater [befitting], body for days and I know it sounds dumb but she looked smart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What took the cake and gave me my motivation to check her, was the fact that she was going crazy dancing to Glamourous Life by Sheila E plus the woman could move.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get it up to walk over and say something to her and I swear on everything that is holy.  I get no more than 5 feet from her and a dude [bio boy] passes in front of her.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She recognizes him and taps him and says&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;who you here with?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dude goes into something that looks like both dismissal and denial. She continues her questioning between Raspberry Beret and some Bachata music&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and It almost looks like he's going to get away with the blow off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he starts to walk away she grabs him by his chain, pulls him around and asks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHO ARE YOU HERE WITH &lt;/span&gt;?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;:: I'm  watching the whole thing trying to figure  out who needs help the most ::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2 face mushings , 1 slap, popped bling and a shirt jerk later...he decides (with good reason) to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super stimualted by her but cautious and a bit discouraged I follow her to the door and ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Was that your dude?"  &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She responded " No that was my Ex Husband.  Drama"&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exactly what I don't need.  &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't make this stuff up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.angermgmt.com/measure.asp"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Chiggitty Check Yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-7848526012998897437?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/7848526012998897437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=7848526012998897437' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/7848526012998897437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/7848526012998897437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2007/08/last-night.html' title='Last Night'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/Rs6mg990AmI/AAAAAAAAAHU/8RK-uwyRV-c/s72-c/crow+fight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-4947480253442282373</id><published>2007-08-23T03:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T03:51:47.055-04:00</updated><title type='text'>FACE</title><content type='html'>...and the femmes just stared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v9xEZmXcRVs"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v9xEZmXcRVs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-4947480253442282373?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/4947480253442282373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=4947480253442282373' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/4947480253442282373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/4947480253442282373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2007/08/face_23.html' title='FACE'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-5080504250945749508</id><published>2007-08-23T03:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T03:46:40.040-04:00</updated><title type='text'>...Excuse, Me Sir</title><content type='html'>This fellow's film is in the works.&lt;br /&gt;Check her &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/loqx"&gt;myspace&lt;/a&gt; for hints and clues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JryCWZBHERM"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JryCWZBHERM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-5080504250945749508?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/5080504250945749508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=5080504250945749508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/5080504250945749508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/5080504250945749508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2007/08/face.html' title='...Excuse, Me Sir'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-6572704829038634264</id><published>2007-08-23T02:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:40:45.113-05:00</updated><title type='text'>M.I.A. Drops Jewels.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/Rs0syd90AkI/AAAAAAAAAHE/oL42zQJDhAY/s1600-h/MIA+says+peace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/Rs0syd90AkI/AAAAAAAAAHE/oL42zQJDhAY/s400/MIA+says+peace.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101783198429610562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong class="HDR_Question"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong class="HDR_Question"&gt;Men say: I want to be with you but I don’t want to get married. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M.I.A. says:&lt;/strong&gt; I think both sides see the benefits of that. It’s less pressure. It’s difficult, though, because I spent 10 years in Sri Lanka growing up, and our values are really old school. I’m very, very back to basics, an old-school, traditional person; but I know that’s not the case in the West. Believing in marriage is really amazing to achieve now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong class="HDR_Question"&gt;Men say: We don’t need to go to the club together every time.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M.I.A. says:&lt;/strong&gt; Women also don’t want to go to the club with their man every night. I’m sure men just want to go and stare at other women for a bit, and women do the same thing. So you can go and look, as long as you’re not shagging anyone in the toilet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong class="HDR_Question"&gt;Men say: I can’t be with a woman who makes more money than me.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M.I.A. says:&lt;/strong&gt; The thing that pops into my head is Jay-Z and Beyoncé. I was on a plane with Mr. Vegas and that’s what he talked about, like, “Why would Beyoncé go out with Jay-Z? She should go out and find someone nice.” And I said, “I’m gonna marry a taxi driver.” But then he was like, “He’s never going to understand your lifestyle.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong class="HDR_Question"&gt;Men say: I should confront anyone who disrespects my woman on the street.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M.I.A. says:&lt;/strong&gt; I handle my own battles—to me, it’s nothing. That kind of shit doesn’t work. If someone says something to you, you say something back. You don’t need your boyfriend to deal with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="arial" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.complex.com/CELEBRITIES/Complex-Women/MIA"&gt;complex.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.complex.com/CELEBRITIES/Complex-Women/MIA"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/knQuxZj9rTA"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/knQuxZj9rTA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-6572704829038634264?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/6572704829038634264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=6572704829038634264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/6572704829038634264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/6572704829038634264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2007/08/mia-drops-jewels.html' title='M.I.A. Drops Jewels.'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/Rs0syd90AkI/AAAAAAAAAHE/oL42zQJDhAY/s72-c/MIA+says+peace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-6893004158175304885</id><published>2007-08-23T02:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:40:45.267-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kelis, Will See You Now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/Rs0lh990AiI/AAAAAAAAAG0/JfMoUG6unpY/s1600-h/Kels+orange.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/Rs0lh990AiI/AAAAAAAAAG0/JfMoUG6unpY/s400/Kels+orange.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101775218380374562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong class="HDR_Question"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong class="HDR_Question"&gt;Men Say: You don’t need to know how many women I’ve slept with.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kelis says:&lt;/strong&gt; That’s OK I guess, as long as I’m not made to look stupid, like all the girls are still around and you all have this little secret without me. If they’re out of your life and you did it and it’s over, I don’t care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong class="HDR_Question"&gt;Men say: Spending three months’ salary on an engagement ring is obscene!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kelis says:&lt;/strong&gt; In every other culture there’s something that has to be given, whether it’s camels or cows or sheep or whatever. In our culture, it’s the ring. It’s supposed to be an investment, a show of love, your promise to take care of this person, to be faithful. So I think three months’ salary is the bare minimum—it can be even more. We deserve that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong class="HDR_Question"&gt;Men say: Watching porn is not cheating.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kelis says:&lt;/strong&gt; If a guy just does it for fun once in a while or uses it to interact with his girl, that’s cool. Do I like it? I don’t love it, but I don’t really care. Every guy has porn, but anything in excess is a problem—like if you have to have it, you should think about that. That’s revolting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong class="HDR_Question"&gt;Men say: I don’t have to say “I love you” all the time—my actions speak for me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kelis says:&lt;/strong&gt; That annoys the hell out of me. I feel like you should just say it. Men are not communicative enough. Sometimes I do agree that actions speak louder than words, but I think your words are also important in a relationship, just as a little pick-me-up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong class="HDR_Question"&gt;Men say: I have sexual fantasies that my woman just wouldn’t understand.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Kelis says:&lt;/strong&gt; If a man really desires something sexually, he should be able to bring it up in a way that’s not gonna scare the crap out of her but make her want to try it, for him. I don’t think it’s fair for him to say, “She won’t get it, so I’m gonna go get it somewhere else.” That’s foul, because you didn’t even give her a chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.complex.com/CELEBRITIES/Complex-Women/KELISs-Dating-Tips"&gt;borrowed with love from Complex&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-6893004158175304885?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/6893004158175304885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=6893004158175304885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/6893004158175304885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/6893004158175304885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2007/08/kelis-can-see-you-now.html' title='Kelis, Will See You Now.'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/Rs0lh990AiI/AAAAAAAAAG0/JfMoUG6unpY/s72-c/Kels+orange.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-8620086402513818281</id><published>2007-08-22T02:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:40:45.792-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Crave</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/anZMsl0PUEQ"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/anZMsl0PUEQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The jones indeed. The pure feeling. The know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When you know.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The person that you most desire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Will be yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RsvgYN90AbI/AAAAAAAAAF8/NT9o59yQJXA/s1600-h/Aaliyah_Body_Flat_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RsvgYN90AbI/AAAAAAAAAF8/NT9o59yQJXA/s200/Aaliyah_Body_Flat_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101417709597622706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I cried when Aaliyah died.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Damn. Is that a haiku ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[ I ] Never wanted to "have" Meshell Ndge’ocello as much as I wanted to "be" her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/Rsvg0d90AcI/AAAAAAAAAGE/9KdjMsMV7_8/s1600-h/punkish+meshell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/Rsvg0d90AcI/AAAAAAAAAGE/9KdjMsMV7_8/s320/punkish+meshell.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101418194928927170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The consummate object of the affections of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;black&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;lesbians&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Naw, but for real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I want to step to Corriane Bailey Rae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Like what up. Miss. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nice tunes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RsvhEN90AdI/AAAAAAAAAGM/1pEypV1XQLs/s1600-h/you+got+me+cbr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RsvhEN90AdI/AAAAAAAAAGM/1pEypV1XQLs/s320/you+got+me+cbr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101418465511866834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span class="sg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-8620086402513818281?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/8620086402513818281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=8620086402513818281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/8620086402513818281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/8620086402513818281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2007/08/crave.html' title='Crave'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RsvgYN90AbI/AAAAAAAAAF8/NT9o59yQJXA/s72-c/Aaliyah_Body_Flat_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-5354831677198970753</id><published>2007-07-30T15:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T15:27:12.901-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Poppin.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pure Hilarity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What you know bout me ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZEes_ZjSmuo"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZEes_ZjSmuo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-5354831677198970753?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/5354831677198970753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=5354831677198970753' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/5354831677198970753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/5354831677198970753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-poppin.html' title='It&apos;s Poppin.'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-71213805239621619</id><published>2007-07-05T05:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:40:45.897-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You Gotta Have a Heart to Break It.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/Roy1b7ZksiI/AAAAAAAAAFM/dHMH-Ooxwjc/s1600-h/beijing_opera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/Roy1b7ZksiI/AAAAAAAAAFM/dHMH-Ooxwjc/s400/beijing_opera.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083637570800497186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;[….developing….]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;  Game: Did I sweat you?  God, I hope I didn’t sweat you.  I wanted to know you. The deeper smarter better cuter version of yourself.  Of who you know yourself to be. I mean I respected, yo. Never did I infringe, or even say.  I thought all in all of that you could me see as a friend.  Never did I touch or even admit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;  Lia: Admit what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;  Game: [laughs and half states/maybe even with sarcasm Game's imagination is so wide and huge that it includes Lia in everything.]  That the sun sets and rises in your smile.   It freely sets itself, the sun does, outside of my window.  That I was crushing. That when I saw you smile I knew then, that I wanted to make you happy.  Happy, so you smiled like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;  [Lia smiles]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;  Lia:  So. [beat] So what do you want from me ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;  Game: [to self] for us to have never had this conversation…sike no.  [hunches shoulders] I just want to be your friend.  But I guess at one point I wanted more than that.  I’d hope that you thought about me the way I thought about you.  Knowing you, you probably would have said something by now.  I just want to let that go.  I’m sorry if I made things weird between us.  I was just so damn sure of myself. Ideally [beat] I’d like to marry for love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;  [Lia  in almost a whisper]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;  Lia: Me too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;   Game: Let me walk you out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;  [Game motions to the door, unlocks and gingerly opens it ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;  [Game manages to reciprocatingly hug Lia goodbye, in an “A” frame embrace.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;  Game: [in a low mumble]  Aight homie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;  It has a final sounding refrain, it doesn’t echo, or even suggest that they will speak later on if every again.  Game is embarrassed.  Lia feels bad and but doesn’t say anything more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;  [Lia offers a limp wave as Game closes the door. ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;  [Game’s swagger drops, as she turns around.  She had really wanted to know, love and understand Lia.  A lump is forming into her throat, as she returns to the couch. she mumbles] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;  Game: icecold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;  [as she walks from the door she repeats the same word: icecold, In a panic as if saying the words could dissolve the growing angst she feels]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;  Game: icecold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;  [She takes a towel from the back of the couch, and places it over her head.  Bringing the corners of the towel to the hollows of her eyes as if to dry tears.  She screams into the towel. Her voice full of raw emotion. In frustration.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;  Game: ICECOLD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt; [Game lets the towel fall loosely around her head, and hunches her shoulders in exhaustion]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;  Game: [low and horse] ice cold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;  [cue music: Sade “Love is Stronger than Pride” ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;  Sitting here wasting my time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Would be like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Waiting for the sun to rise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;It's all too clear things come and go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Sitting here waiting for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Would be like waiting for winter It's gonna be cold &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;There may even Be snow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt; [Lights though fading, fade up and down gradually up in down mimicking respiration until the final fade to black]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;  [ music: love is stronger than pride looped from “Sitting…through to repetitive guitar solo…]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fade to Black.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;End Scene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2006/12/playing-myself-excerpt.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For More Excerpts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-71213805239621619?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/71213805239621619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=71213805239621619' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/71213805239621619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/71213805239621619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2007/07/you-gotta-have-heart-to-break-it.html' title='You Gotta Have a Heart to Break It.'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/Roy1b7ZksiI/AAAAAAAAAFM/dHMH-Ooxwjc/s72-c/beijing_opera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-2290529275337875744</id><published>2007-05-17T15:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:40:46.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Craigslist Post of the Month</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RkywZYCHMjI/AAAAAAAAAE8/YFBDNrXJGRE/s1600-h/N0irNhGx1l8M2Od3IgW7TExBy85c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RkywZYCHMjI/AAAAAAAAAE8/YFBDNrXJGRE/s400/N0irNhGx1l8M2Od3IgW7TExBy85c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065617630879494706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RkywLYCHMiI/AAAAAAAAAE0/RjJtiIqdNag/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RkywLYCHMiI/AAAAAAAAAE0/RjJtiIqdNag/s400/Picture+2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065617390361326114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;To which I responded:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Nasty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Howard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Chick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;That should be a category in and of itself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;My god. I'm dumb over your post. Just straight up got. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Boo. on the facts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;the butch factor that is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I'm in music &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;and of no interest to you with regard to your post.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;However, as far as fans go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;don't worry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;you know that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;you got me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Fantastic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Have a good one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;" class="sg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;The Butch Caucus&lt;br /&gt;butch.caucus@gmail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/" target="_blank" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)"&gt; http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot&lt;wbr&gt;.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i love her.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-2290529275337875744?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/2290529275337875744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=2290529275337875744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/2290529275337875744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/2290529275337875744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2007/05/craigslist-post-of-month.html' title='Craigslist Post of the Month'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RkywZYCHMjI/AAAAAAAAAE8/YFBDNrXJGRE/s72-c/N0irNhGx1l8M2Od3IgW7TExBy85c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-7698369049178126514</id><published>2007-05-17T13:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:40:46.694-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Butch Caucus asks...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;How would you pull a stripper?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RkynloCHMhI/AAAAAAAAAEs/XryRimpaq_A/s1600-h/3-02-04cinemashow_story.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RkynloCHMhI/AAAAAAAAAEs/XryRimpaq_A/s400/3-02-04cinemashow_story.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065607945728242194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By pull, I mean get at, get the number of, spike the curiosity, spark the romantic interest of .....&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span class="labset"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="ital-inline"&gt;Informal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;the ability to attract; drawing power.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Butch Caucus asks:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;How would you pull a stripper?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by stripper I mean, a woman who dances, for money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="pg"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;–noun  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table class="luna-Ent"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a person who strips. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table class="luna-Ent"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a thing that strips, as an appliance or machine for stripping. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table class="luna-Ent"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="varf"&gt;Also called &lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=ecdysiast" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ecdysiast&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=exotic%20dancer" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;exotic dancer&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=stripteaser" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stripteaser.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;a person who performs a striptease.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I do not mean sex worker.&lt;br /&gt;That's really none of my business, until it is my business. Feel me?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TBC &lt;/span&gt;asks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How would &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you &lt;/span&gt;pull a stripper?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm seriously asking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin hates to go to strip clubs with me. I just can't seem to whip out my loot and throw it at a caged bird. I will watch and drink.  I do not make it rain. However, for a feat of athleticism and  choreographed seduction my hands start to warm, but that's more of a tip. I go into every situation looking for the phenomenal experience.  The baddest bitch in there.  I like to be shown favor. To know that I either came with, or will leave with the baddest woman present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is not the best mindset for a stripclub.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, there are women that I can't make myself pay.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They are emo magnified and illuminated. The BEST of all that is carnally provocative. And because she dances to Key Largo covers by billy holiday, etta james, and sarah vaughn. because she finds irony in a Kelis song, A smiths song, an outkast song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think she's smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and I think I could enjoy the irony of being with a woman like her.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to know real shit, like her real name.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And her real number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And just then, Prince comes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I ain't got no money&lt;br /&gt;I ain't like those other guys U hang around&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda funny&lt;br /&gt;But they always seem 2 let U down&lt;br /&gt;And I get discouraged&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I never see U anymore&lt;br /&gt;And I need your love baby, yeah&lt;br /&gt;That's all I'm living 4, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I didn't wanna pressure U, baby&lt;br /&gt;But all I ever wanted 2 do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be your lover&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the only one that makes U come... runnin'!&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be your lover&lt;br /&gt;I wanna turn U on, turn U out&lt;br /&gt;All night long, make U shout "Oh lover, yeah!"&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the only one U come 4&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Shout out to Ooohzi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RkyLaICHMaI/AAAAAAAAAD0/AXxf9J7vbGY/s1600-h/uzi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 141px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RkyLaICHMaI/AAAAAAAAAD0/AXxf9J7vbGY/s320/uzi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065576961834168738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-7698369049178126514?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/7698369049178126514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=7698369049178126514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/7698369049178126514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/7698369049178126514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2007/05/butch-caucus-asks-how-would-you-pull.html' title='The Butch Caucus asks...'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RkynloCHMhI/AAAAAAAAAEs/XryRimpaq_A/s72-c/3-02-04cinemashow_story.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-2914193984815590185</id><published>2007-05-12T14:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:40:46.992-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Technical Definations</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;C / B&lt;/span&gt;'s (celly breakers)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*or people you can't speak to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RkYz8BjlImI/AAAAAAAAADs/y45dCuE2mAM/s1600-h/cell_phones-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RkYz8BjlImI/AAAAAAAAADs/y45dCuE2mAM/s320/cell_phones-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063791937327538786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;So you're having a conversation. There may even be beef. You're talking it out. You think you are coming to some sort of agreement. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt; Suddenly, the conversation escalates. You're freaking out. Everything in you wants to end the conversation. It's not right but it's okay. You gotta go or you are going to say things that can never be apologized away. Blasphemous vulgarities come to mind. You want to go you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt; to go. You slam the phone. Something has got to give. You're not stupid, you can't replace your computer, but something has got to break in order to take this edge off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The-call-has-got-to-end.&lt;br /&gt;Quickly.&lt;br /&gt;Slam !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's done. You've thrown, punted, kicked, tossed, crunched, slammed your cellphone. The crack in the phone is better than a crack in a tv screen, in a window, better than a dent in a car, a bruised hand or ego.  FUCK! Now, you are shouting your most honest feelings to no one in particular, pulling your hair, screaming into pillows,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;taking a breathers, being angry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. Like Mic Geronimo would say Shit's Real.  Being misunderstood is one of the most frustrating feelings one can have: How could you? Why would you? Didn't you think to? Why would you think that I? What can we do when we are hitting the conversational wall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit, man I don't know you tell me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RkYq9xjlIkI/AAAAAAAAADc/ZssNGN3imoU/s1600-h/brokencellphone1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RkYq9xjlIkI/AAAAAAAAADc/ZssNGN3imoU/s320/brokencellphone1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063782071787659842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Cell phone's are getting expensive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-2914193984815590185?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/2914193984815590185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=2914193984815590185' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/2914193984815590185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/2914193984815590185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2007/05/technical-definations.html' title='Technical Definations'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RkYz8BjlImI/AAAAAAAAADs/y45dCuE2mAM/s72-c/cell_phones-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-2791121771760947524</id><published>2007-05-08T00:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:40:47.151-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In response to : An Open Letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RkAC6BjlIgI/AAAAAAAAAC8/4mLxbJUd7Jg/s1600-h/62665998_790fe32b87_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RkAC6BjlIgI/AAAAAAAAAC8/4mLxbJUd7Jg/s400/62665998_790fe32b87_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062049177037775362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i have somethin to say about your 'i love women' speech&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;loving me, committing to me, being monogomous with me, does not mean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;you have to stop loving women&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;women are amazing amazing amazing women are magical watery inspiring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;women are falling down rabbit holes women are oceans and nighttime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;loving women does not have to be about consuming women loving women&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;does not have to be about titties n ass loving women does not have to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;be about dick n pussy loving women does not have to be about cumming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;loving women can be about sunshine and rain - bringing the shine out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;in women, letting women know they can trust you to cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;this is a challenge to you - you talk about being an elder, you talk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;about your dreams and where you want to get to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;but your actions don't match that talk and you say it'll take time -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;maybe years - and you're  not ready yet - to heal - because you don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;wanna become a different person, you don't wanna lose your essence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;but the time is now bu - you put it out there that you want a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;marriage, you want to start building family,  creating community - i'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;here, i'm down, i'm your girl - the time is now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;if you want this, if you want to build family, you can't be scattering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;your energy, you have to be focused, and you have to trust me - you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;have to be transparent with me, and trust that i will hold you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;you and i need to seriously build a foundation, build trust, if we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;want to make dreams real, and this thing that's been happening between&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;us has been real challenging, but the time is now to transform it or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;to let it go so it doesn't run us both down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i promise its not gonna be that hard to transform your understanding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;of women - i promise there is plenty to be floored by even when you're&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;not imagining ass jiggling while you pound her. i promise if you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;deeper, you will not regret letting go of 'having tight game' because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;you will be straight divinity, and everyone will see that comin outta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;you, and &lt;a href="http://brokenbeautiful.wordpress.com/"&gt;the universe will conspire to lift you up&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://brokenbeautiful.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-2791121771760947524?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/2791121771760947524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=2791121771760947524' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/2791121771760947524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/2791121771760947524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2007/05/in-response-to-open-letter.html' title='In response to : An Open Letter'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RkAC6BjlIgI/AAAAAAAAAC8/4mLxbJUd7Jg/s72-c/62665998_790fe32b87_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-7323085471007173787</id><published>2007-05-06T14:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:40:47.337-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm So F*cking Tired of This Photo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/Rj4gzhjlIfI/AAAAAAAAAC0/_hxZTZUlsp4/s1600-h/lesbian_kiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/Rj4gzhjlIfI/AAAAAAAAAC0/_hxZTZUlsp4/s400/lesbian_kiss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061519100764037618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You've seen it everywhere.  Semi creative dykes posting on message boards, on craigslist, in chat rooms.  This picture is over. Retire it.  I get it ! You like kissing girls.  Unfortunately for you.  You look nothing like this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-7323085471007173787?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/7323085471007173787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=7323085471007173787' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/7323085471007173787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/7323085471007173787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-so-fcking-tired-of-this-photos.html' title='I&apos;m So F*cking Tired of This Photo'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/Rj4gzhjlIfI/AAAAAAAAAC0/_hxZTZUlsp4/s72-c/lesbian_kiss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-8874008271342322978</id><published>2007-05-04T13:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:40:47.522-05:00</updated><title type='text'>An Open Letter to the One</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RjuG6hjlIeI/AAAAAAAAACs/CXYxeN9p2b0/s1600-h/nas061218_560.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RjuG6hjlIeI/AAAAAAAAACs/CXYxeN9p2b0/s320/nas061218_560.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060786946279023074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;To Whom This Concerns:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s not like I don’t want to be with you, or that I can’t.  It’s that after years of abuse and neglect.  I don’t trust myself to love without a self imposed safety net.  To release all inhibitions and believe in love.  The love I defined as an idealist, after witnessing love for the first few times.  The love that moves you swiftly through time and space.  I have been consumed by its flame many times before and believe the lessons to learn were completed.  I can now admit to myself and to you that I was burned.  That I am suspicious of good and of you.  I must project images of self doubt, of inadequacy on to you in order to somehow create a mismatch.  A reason, a scapegoat for not being present, for wanting more time, for waiting, for not being ready.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I’ve played myself.  I decided after way too many mistakes that I what I wanted most was choice and freedom.  Freedom to decide not to work on me.  To dead anyone who was getting to close.  I can be who I  want to whomever I want.  And never shall the two meet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am ready to trust that we come from the same place and that we want the same things.  That your struggle is my struggle and vice versa.  That we will build our wealth as a family.  A strong black family.  That you will bear my children and my name.  And I will exchange my very being, soul, body, and mind to empower our union.  These things will go understood. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I want to be safe.  I want you to be safe, to not feel threatened.  I don’t even know how to say it.  Or how to be it.  But I want you.  I want to claim you as my partner.  I believe we are friends.  I accept you for who you are and as we are getting to know each other I can see that you aren’t guessing at this person.  You are complexity defined but there is a reasoning.  I can see the  AA BB AA patterns as I learn your rhythms.  I trust your science.  And believe not only that you can but that you do love me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I want to tell you that you are thoughtful, funny, sophisticated, appreciative, supportive, creative, and many other things I haven’t figured out how to describe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I do. I really do. Want you to be my……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-8874008271342322978?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/8874008271342322978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=8874008271342322978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/8874008271342322978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/8874008271342322978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2007/05/open-letter-to-one.html' title='An Open Letter to the One'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RjuG6hjlIeI/AAAAAAAAACs/CXYxeN9p2b0/s72-c/nas061218_560.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-1391405503281649469</id><published>2007-03-28T14:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:40:47.664-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Funk Dr. Spock is In.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;First things first, I’m not the chief butch in charge.  I’m spitting game as it was spit to me.  I was hipped to the G and I’ve created this space for the science.  This is for my cohorts, my fellow studs, AGs, baby butches and grown tomboys alike.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So back to the session at hand.  I was talking to a homie of mine.  She’s new to the game and had a question…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RgsZGNtltfI/AAAAAAAAACk/qRGdVSuNa4A/s1600-h/BluesSuperfly.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RgsZGNtltfI/AAAAAAAAACk/qRGdVSuNa4A/s320/BluesSuperfly.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047155401949558258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Q:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt; What is the most fruitful way to get with a girl dats never been with a girl?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;A couple of my perspectives have dudes, but would be down.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Should i do the shit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;A:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  Hell no. Hell no. Um Hell no. but maybe you like drama. so in that case go ahead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A cheat. she's got no morality. fuck that. that means if it's her with her back against the wall...she'd sell you out. "she seduced me..." and make no claim for her feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Can you make it just about the bone. or are you gonna be all emo and try to “wife” her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you can help it never be someone's first. Can you say awkward and strange sex. Then you gotta "help" them figure out whether or not they are gay. It's my policy to meet single women outside of the closet. I know it's me and not just "experimentation".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It’s a slippery slope indeed but if you are bored out of your mind sure, but there will be drama. You will get hurt. Chill with the starter chicks &amp; respect that dude even though his lady don't. You'll want someone to do the same for you one day. Fuck a ho. Don't be one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now to the pimping...is there any thing in it for you beside sex. If not then it's not worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Whatcha think? What's your opinion. Hit me up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-1391405503281649469?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/1391405503281649469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=1391405503281649469' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/1391405503281649469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/1391405503281649469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2007/03/funk-dr-spock-is-in.html' title='The Funk Dr. Spock is In.'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RgsZGNtltfI/AAAAAAAAACk/qRGdVSuNa4A/s72-c/BluesSuperfly.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-917617969679639555</id><published>2007-03-14T15:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T17:52:52.146-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mellow My Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Look what I found on You Tube.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This baby queen is working it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There is an interesting commentary at the bottom of the video.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The struggle continues.  He's really cute.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I wish him the freedom and spirit of childhood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gUv3Y7f1hRc"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gUv3Y7f1hRc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Maybe he'll grow up to work it like this....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xZeeGV94S4Y"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xZeeGV94S4Y" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-917617969679639555?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/917617969679639555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/917617969679639555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-mellow-my-man.html' title='My Mellow My Man'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-6669696873716548873</id><published>2007-03-12T17:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:40:47.888-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gots to Be More Careful.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RfXcxQsso7I/AAAAAAAAABs/3QZOevRhyvw/s1600-h/blessing-1965.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RfXcxQsso7I/AAAAAAAAABs/3QZOevRhyvw/s320/blessing-1965.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041178096765281202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I can forgive the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but I can never forget it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm making way for a new wave of queer success. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Who didn't know I was queer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The dream is to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Have a play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Have a movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Have a VJ position on LOGO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Have production credits everywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Get married. [I need to stop]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Have some kinky sex with a tranny girl from brasil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;               [They need to stop hating ! I'm butch. I'm not a man but giiiiiiiiiiiirl. ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The "caught out" there factor is coming to get me.   What do you get when you have great sex and perfect intimacy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nothing if it's two separate women.  Im starting to read Ethical Slut.  I don't know how to feel about that really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  Personally, I get caught up in the hype, in the New York, Philly, London, LA of things.  The confusion of too many influences of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;fly women around you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In other news. I'm in another You Tube Video. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the backstory.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was a birthday + Anniversary + Purim celebration. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My homeboy Rj and his lady Ora have been in a relationship for 10 years.  Like 16 yrs til now.  So he wanted to do a thing for her.  If by thing I mean a fully choreographed and original musical production.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check my "box" in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:void(0)" onclick="return false;" tabindex="8"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the last minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xWHKw68tZFc"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xWHKw68tZFc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-6669696873716548873?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/6669696873716548873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=6669696873716548873' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/6669696873716548873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/6669696873716548873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2007/03/gots-to-be-more-careful.html' title='Gots to Be More Careful.'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RfXcxQsso7I/AAAAAAAAABs/3QZOevRhyvw/s72-c/blessing-1965.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-2701797053229993520</id><published>2006-12-25T01:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:40:48.223-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"If I woulda knew...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;...the girl next door would've been you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RY95UDax1dI/AAAAAAAAABA/zhzfJG3LeeI/s1600-h/elle1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RY95UDax1dI/AAAAAAAAABA/zhzfJG3LeeI/s320/elle1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012358295708620242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Keisha Knight Pullam aka 'Rudy" of the Cosby Show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt; and Letoya Luckett an O.G. member of Destiny's Child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am in love with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Strong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Dem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RgrQY9tlteI/AAAAAAAAACc/XSr7LCv6RRw/s1600-h/KeshiaKnightPulliam.JPG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RgrQY9tlteI/AAAAAAAAACc/XSr7LCv6RRw/s320/KeshiaKnightPulliam.JPG.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047075459723277794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-2701797053229993520?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/2701797053229993520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=2701797053229993520' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/2701797053229993520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/2701797053229993520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2006/12/if-i-woulda-knew.html' title='&quot;If I woulda knew...'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RY95UDax1dI/AAAAAAAAABA/zhzfJG3LeeI/s72-c/elle1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-1741165837803512237</id><published>2006-12-04T18:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:40:48.339-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby I'm a Star</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RZAQlDax1fI/AAAAAAAAABU/6pOMciSPwL8/s1600-h/Hoser+Star.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RZAQlDax1fI/AAAAAAAAABU/6pOMciSPwL8/s320/Hoser+Star.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012524614022190578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This summer I had the amazing opportunity to support one of my homies in her vision of successful.  You might know of the band Brooklyn Funk Essentials or maybe you know her by name Hanifah Walidah.  I'm humbled by being tapped by another fly progressive butch woman for a lead in her national syndicated video Make a Move, now appearing on LOGO network television.  What !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JHlma3kO7GQ"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JHlma3kO7GQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE                VIDEO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;               One spring weekend, in a brownstone in Brooklyn, she staged something                that has never been seen before. This video would be a first of                its kind in that it depicts gay women of color in a celebratory,                complex and witty manner. The video opens with 8mm footage of a                woman’s party, in the mid-50’s, at a house in Bed-Stuy                Brooklyn. Fast forward 50 years… we find ourselves at that                same house and the party continues… but with different women.                The video shoot featured an all queer, predominantly women and trans                cast and crew and includes performances by underground and chart                topping ‘out’ women artists of color. Some of which                include house music recording artist (#3 on the Billboard dance                charts) Deepa Soul, Comedian Gloria Bigelow, Tika Milan who will                be featured on MTV’s upcoming reality series focusing on entertainment                journalists and Zina Camblin, Broadway bound playwright and prodigy                of Whoopi Goldberg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-1741165837803512237?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/1741165837803512237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=1741165837803512237' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/1741165837803512237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/1741165837803512237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2006/12/baby-im-star.html' title='Baby I&apos;m a Star'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RZAQlDax1fI/AAAAAAAAABU/6pOMciSPwL8/s72-c/Hoser+Star.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-2972334933507738831</id><published>2006-12-03T23:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:40:48.458-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing Myself: An Excerpt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is an excerpt from a play I'm writing called "Playing Myself" and truth be told it is partly autobiographical in many ways.  The play itself is bold and brazen in the way that I know people can be. The character Game is made of many people I call my friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RXOtcoNhgGI/AAAAAAAAAAU/baUyKSWj6mc/s1600-h/opposition-women.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RXOtcoNhgGI/AAAAAAAAAAU/baUyKSWj6mc/s320/opposition-women.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004534318280835170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;CT 1&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;[Sound: Keziah Jones : Afrosurrealismfortheladies]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Scene One:  Game Is Deep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;[Video Montage of Cragslist ads, Chat Room signs, Personal Ads, W4W is the intro sequence to sound. Montage stops on pic of “deja” The pic should be a personal pic, of the “deja” at the beach revealing without being crass]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;[Game is standing and Belly is sitting in her “apt” There is a computer on a desk]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;[Game takes out a deck of cards and flicks one at the pic of deja on the computer monitor. She begins the monologue matter of factly] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I would like to watch you sleeping,&lt;br /&gt;which may not happen.&lt;br /&gt;I would like to watch you,&lt;br /&gt;sleeping.  I would like to sleep&lt;br /&gt;with you, to enter&lt;br /&gt;your sleep as its smooth dark wave&lt;br /&gt;slides over my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and walk with you through that lucent&lt;br /&gt;wavering forest of bluegreen leaves&lt;br /&gt;with its watery sun &amp; three moons&lt;br /&gt;towards the cave where you must descend,&lt;br /&gt;towards your worst fear&lt;br /&gt;I would like to give you the silver&lt;br /&gt;branch, the small white flower, the one&lt;br /&gt;word that will protect you&lt;br /&gt;from the grief at the center&lt;br /&gt;of your dream, from the grief&lt;br /&gt;at the center.  I would like to follow&lt;br /&gt;you up the long stairway&lt;br /&gt;again &amp;amp; become&lt;br /&gt;the boat that would row you back&lt;br /&gt;carefully, a flame&lt;br /&gt;in two cupped hands&lt;br /&gt;to where your body lies&lt;br /&gt;beside me, and you enter&lt;br /&gt;it as easily as breathing in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to be the air&lt;br /&gt;that inhabits you for a moment&lt;br /&gt;only.  I would like to be that unnoticed&lt;br /&gt;&amp; that necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Beat]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Game: What Nigga What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[throwing the email down and strutting ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belly: that’s for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[nodding clearly feeling it]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Game:     naw, That’s for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belly: I know right. Did she hit you back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Game: Yup, she sent me more pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belly: where’s this one from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[picking up the printed out email]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Game: Blackplanet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; [busy online]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belly: from from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Looking towards game]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Game: NC State, Tarheel, Smart Girl. She can appreciate that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[matter a factly ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belly: No stupid, the poem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[shaking head]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Game: oh. That’s Margaret atwood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[quickly]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Belly: Damn, G. You get deep on bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Game: [shaking a knowing finger at belly] I get deep on sistas &lt;pause&gt; I fuck bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pause&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[End scene]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Summary&lt;/span&gt;:  &lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Playing Myself is a play about a young masculine woman nicknamed  Game for her tenacity and prowess with the same sex. The play documents her pursuit and promiscuity in search of true love.  This quest takes her into the world of online dating, personal ads, chat rooms and phone ad’s. Only through her best friend belly Can her motives be clearly seen and understood.  Everything else is just game. Belly and Game’s exchanges result in deeper understanding of each other’s masculine gender, sexuality, and beg the answer to many other subjects on sex, relationships, and health. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-2972334933507738831?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/2972334933507738831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=2972334933507738831' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/2972334933507738831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/2972334933507738831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2006/12/playing-myself-excerpt.html' title='Playing Myself: An Excerpt'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_exfx2puH4_s/RXOtcoNhgGI/AAAAAAAAAAU/baUyKSWj6mc/s72-c/opposition-women.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-2954500348331724676</id><published>2006-12-03T19:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T12:33:31.876-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='First one back'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='craigslist'/><title type='text'>I'm back with...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE NEXT EPISODE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kEQycWCF5gU"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kEQycWCF5gU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;(Mark Morrison looks like the bastard child of Grace Jones. Akon straight stole his style btw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yes I did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It indeed is the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Return of the  Mack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. Thank you for all of your correspondence. I believe in what I’m doing here.  I believe that even if this gets read once by someone I don’t know it’s getting the job done.  What is the job.  Building community for Butch, Stud, Dom, masculine type women.  Addressing the issues of gender, isolation, and health to name a few. I'm going to start active recruitment first by having real conversations with other masculine women.  Again if you are interested in getting up with The Butch Caucus let me know what's on your mind.  Send me an email.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I know I’ve been out the loop for a minute. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Here’s what I’ve been getting into...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I am attempting to author a play about how relationships are built and destroyed.  It's called "Playing Myself" excerpts soon come.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I’ve also been developing a new hobby: cruising Craigslist for postings deliberately soliciting the company of a butch/boi/dom/stud woman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Here are some of the more interesting ones.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 745px; height: 440px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y238/djayden/The%20Butch%20Caucus/Phillysstud.png" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Not that I don’t consider myself  “sentual”, I just don’t know what that means.  She sounds hopeful enough.  “&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Someone that brings a smile to my face by the thought of her, someone that makes me laugh, someone I can get to know.&lt;/span&gt;” What's behind that sunset stock photo? You'd be surprised.  This is Craigslist.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 745px; height: 266px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y238/djayden/The%20Butch%20Caucus/SimpleNYC.png" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I like this one.  She’s pretty straight up.  She even mentions a love of chocolate.  Nice. I know what to bring along.  Then it goes all WNBA. Slim Tall Butch.  Next.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I have expounded at length the dangers of the Corny butch. The science of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CRAZY B*TCH&lt;/span&gt; is soon to follow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; are some of my own non comprehensive classifications&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;The overtly obvious crazy bitch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;The undercover or secret psycho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;The “seemed like a nice girl” girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Exhibit A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;: The Overtly Obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 780px; height: 424px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y238/djayden/The%20Butch%20Caucus/Tried1.png" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y238/djayden/The%20Butch%20Caucus/Tried2.png" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Women like this scare the hell outta me. Why, because you can already see the insanity.  The woman goes on to post again and again a total of 10 times in 3 months.  Why do you think women aren't responding. Hit me back let me know.  I'll play stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It’s always important that a woman, any woman, know how to spell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"TREID OF GAMES"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; the title reads. She goes on to use "treid" several times in her posting. I have used context clues and simple deduction to conclude that she’s trying to spell &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. Dyslexia aside. This isn’t the only faux paux in this post. Its gets super wrong. Like incorrect. To top it off she’s continues to avoid the numerous hints that a.) no one is interested and b.) folks are a little scared. I'm not sure if she's received any responses.  She prolly has.   I contend that there is someone for everyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Everyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Then again, I think that some folks have been through everyone.  EVERYONE.  S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;he’s posted at least 5 times, this month which is indicative of lack of response.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;After reading through many similarly awkward postings I feel like I should do a clinic or a workshop, one of the many topics would be grammar and creative writing, but then again. I'm not  interested. I'm just "treid".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;I'm back y'all. Keeping checking back. 'Cause Ima be getting  up. *sb*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-2954500348331724676?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/2954500348331724676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=2954500348331724676' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/2954500348331724676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/2954500348331724676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-back-with.html' title='I&apos;m back with...'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y238/djayden/The%20Butch%20Caucus/th_Phillysstud.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-114133548478048364</id><published>2006-03-02T15:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T16:38:04.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'>People, don’t you know ? Don't You Know it's About Time ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1000/723/1600/pharrell%20prays.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1000/723/320/pharrell%20prays.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off I would like to say thanks for all the love you all have been showing me. via emails and random props. I’m sorry I’ve been off the groove. I’m playing basketball without that basketball if you catch my drift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1000/723/1600/YaKidKamosi.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1000/723/320/YaKidKamosi.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Speaking of least likely comebacks. Where’s Ya kid K at son?. I haven’t seen her on Celebrity Fat Club or Surreal Life. Pump Up the Jam….I mean I hated it It wouldn’t not go off the radio. Black radio. Crossover radio. Grocery stores. I saw the video on The Video Music Box or Friday Night Videos. It certainly wasn’t cable. I didn’t have cable. Radio was showing the UK sound mad love in the 90’s. Snap ! Imagination! M/A/R/R/S, Enigma even Lisa Stansfield was getting love on American radio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Technotroic brought you and apparently your moms….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Pump up the Jam and Move This.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1000/723/1600/pmp%20up.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1000/723/200/pmp%20up.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Ya kid Kamosi was a cross colours reppin, Au Coton sporting, Doc Martin stomping mc. I didn’t like her song but she was major. ::wait:: I’m bugging. I sung her song and left the dial alone. It became corny when something better was on. I know the damn words okay :: She was doing international numbers untraditionally as a female hip house mc. It didn’t hurt that she did an entire video with models….Just her and some models. That was quite pimpish if I don’t say so myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Andro (butch) was the way to be the female MC. Sex had not started to sell yet. Not like that, not in hip hop. Salt and Pepa, Yo Yo and Oaktown 357 all came out out either sporty or hard. I mean how HARD are shiny patent leather platform shoes. The formal contrasts were hammer pants and Polka dots anyone ? Ladybug? The Boss ? West Side !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1000/723/1600/Awesome%20you%20are%20my%20hero.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1000/723/200/Awesome%20you%20are%20my%20hero.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;It was then in all of this I felt most realized. Most apart of hip hop. I felt comfortable dressing like that with my growing hat fetish and preppy styles. [ Hip Hop has always given us a case for flossing. Kangols, Sherlings, anything Boyz II Men wore was the flavor. More on that in “Chill out Preppy Dykes” or “ Hey, You’re not Popping your Collar”] It wasn't always the music. Sometimes it was the attitude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;.: Make My Day :.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1000/723/1600/ya_kid_dred.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1000/723/320/ya_kid_dred.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; Ya Kid K was born Manuela Barbara Moasco Kamosi in Zaire, 1973. By the time she was 11, Kamosi had moved to Belgium. From there she traveled to Chicago, arriving in the Windy City just in time for the mid-'80s underground house music boom. Kamosi ingratiated herself into the scene, eventually taking the rap name Ya Kid K. After moving back to Antwerp, Ya Kid K started rapping with the local Fresh Beat Productions crew. (FBP were well known as one of the initial groups in the "FritHop" scene, which was what rapping in Flemish came to be known as.) At the same time, would-be techno producer and transplanted American Jo Bogaert (real name: Thomas de Quincy) was shopping his demo of music that fused house rhythms with hip-hop vocals and attitude. It found its way to Ya Kid K and Welshman MC Eric (last name: Martin), and the two quickly united with Bogaert to form Technotronic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; Technotronic's single "Pump up the Jam" was an international smash in 1989. Featuring Ya Kid's laconic, somewhat androgynous vocals over an insistent 4/4 beat and pulsating synths, the song was the embodiment of Bogaert's hip-house formula. But in a classic case of record-business tomfoolery, Ya Kid K was almost shut out of stardom. Despite K's lead rap on "Pump up the Jam," Bogaert had hired South African model Felly to appear on the cover of Technotronic's debut, as well as in the "Pump up the Jam" video, lip-synching raps in a language she did not speak. Controversy ensued, and both Ya Kid K and MC Eric were featured in the videos for the sound-alike follow-up singles "Get Up! (Before the Night Is Over") and "Rockin' Over the Beat." K went on to contribute a rap to Belgian rap crew Hi Tek 3's 1990 hit "Spin That Wheel." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;She also did what any newly minted celebrity would do: She contributed a song to the soundtrack for Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles II. "Awesome" appeared in August of 1991 and led up to the release of her solo debut. In 1992, at the world-weary age of 19, Ya Kid K issued One World Nation. Led by the Technotronic cast-off single "Move This," the album received a brief boost when the song was used in a wide-ranging campaign for Revlon cosmetics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1000/723/1600/older%20ya.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1000/723/400/older%20ya.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Do you know where she is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Me, Neither.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Two words for you kids: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Publishing Royalties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shake that Body for Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-114133548478048364?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/114133548478048364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=114133548478048364' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/114133548478048364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/114133548478048364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2006/03/people-dont-you-know-dont-you-know-its.html' title='People, don’t you know ? Don&apos;t You Know it&apos;s About Time ?'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-113666336831016466</id><published>2006-01-07T14:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T14:49:28.333-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Who You Calling a Bitch ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1000/723/1600/Queen%20Latifah%20and%20Original%20Flav%20Unit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1000/723/320/Queen%20Latifah%20and%20Original%20Flav%20Unit.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yo Latifah we can do this…..&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okay so.  I never really had beef with Latifah.  I admire her.  She was like a butch role model for me.  No.  She never came out or anything like that.  However, she was harder than Mariah.  It was the face of 90's hip hop. Pimping oneself hadn't become a matter of flesh yet.  The hood opinion of itself was that we weren't one to be taken advantage of and if you tried. You might get your ass kicked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No, for real.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In 1989 it was on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Vicariously my burgeoning masculine identity grew through Latifah (and MC Lyte more on that later).  She was tall.  Brown. Thick.  And smart.  She was the epitome of feminist black nationalism for the hip hop generation.  She had backup dancers.  The Safari Sisters. Fuck being a tomboy if I could just be a girl/woman like her it wouldn’t even matter.  I would have respect.  That’s what she had.  Respect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1000/723/1600/african%20american%20flag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 142px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1000/723/320/african%20american%20flag.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I learned to embrace my history through the stories 90’s hip hop was telling I was a backpacker and Queen Latifah was the first lady of conscious rap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;african flag=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I rocked red, black and green everyday.  You couldn’t front on nationalism styles. That in itself was disrespectful.  I brought the brown to my white ass school everyday and taught them words like dashiki and huto jambo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/african&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1000/723/1600/All%20Hail%20the%20Queen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 215px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1000/723/320/All%20Hail%20the%20Queen.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;african flag=""&gt;&lt;all hail="" the="" queen=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/all&gt;&lt;/african&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;african flag=""&gt;&lt;all hail="" the="" queen=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Her first album All Hail the Queen was exactly what I needed.  Hard. Smart. and to the point.  I would also like to point out that the first song I ever heard in life was - Come into My House.  I'll repeat that: THE FIRST HOUSE SONG I EVER HEARD WAS - COME INTO MY HOUSE.  The Queen in Ms. Latifah was becoming more and more evident with each hook of "Give Me Body, Give Me Body" I loved the sound.  I loved the range she could do no wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/all&gt;&lt;/african&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;african flag=""&gt;&lt;/african&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;african flag=""&gt;&lt;all hail="" the="" queen=""&gt;&lt;/all&gt;&lt;/african&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;african flag=""&gt;&lt;all hail="" the="" queen=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ms. Owens moved into acting – this seemed to be the one place that either made or broke hip hop artist.  You either came off corny, wack, or the audience was like “Damn, Let me find out they can act”  Enter Set it Off.  What is my blog called ?  Dammit I said what is it called.  I’m not even gonna speak on the role.  But it was good.  Why, cause she wasn’t acting.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;cleo gun=""&gt; &lt;cleo with="" girl=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/cleo&gt;&lt;/cleo&gt;&lt;/all&gt;&lt;/african&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;african flag=""&gt;&lt;all hail="" the="" queen=""&gt;&lt;cleo gun=""&gt;&lt;cleo with="" girl=""&gt;&lt;/cleo&gt;&lt;/cleo&gt;&lt;/all&gt;&lt;/african&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;african flag=""&gt;&lt;all hail="" the="" queen=""&gt;&lt;cleo gun=""&gt;&lt;cleo with="" girl=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/cleo&gt;&lt;/cleo&gt;&lt;/all&gt;&lt;/african&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1000/723/1600/hard%20ass%20cleo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 195px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1000/723/320/hard%20ass%20cleo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;african flag=""&gt;&lt;all hail="" the="" queen=""&gt;&lt;cleo gun=""&gt;&lt;cleo with="" girl=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Somewhere. Somehow things got ugly.  She killed it when asked to sing. But now they wanted a show.  A show of ass. Of flesh. The parades of yes men saying "you’re beautiful in that gown".  A GOWN.  Queen Latifah. Is not a gown wearer.  Sure Sure. Dana Owens is not ugly.  But she just isn’t the gown sort. More like Prada suits. (See Diane Keaton &amp; Ellen Degeneres - Oprah is the Gown wearer)  The yes men, turn Yes’m when the minstrel show asked her to be, what ?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Funny.  &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There’s nothing like black buffoonery, let’s put you with Steve Martin he’s good at prat falls and accidents….we need you to make your eyes biiiiiiiiig. Real biiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiig.  &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/cleo&gt;&lt;/cleo&gt;&lt;/all&gt;&lt;/african&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;african flag=""&gt;&lt;all hail="" the="" queen=""&gt;&lt;cleo gun=""&gt;&lt;cleo with="" girl=""&gt;&lt;/cleo&gt;&lt;/cleo&gt;&lt;/all&gt;&lt;/african&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;african flag=""&gt;&lt;all hail="" the="" queen=""&gt;&lt;cleo gun=""&gt;&lt;cleo with="" girl=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mister Charley? Mister Charley? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/cleo&gt;&lt;/cleo&gt;&lt;/all&gt;&lt;/african&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;african flag=""&gt;&lt;all hail="" the="" queen=""&gt;&lt;cleo gun=""&gt;&lt;cleo with="" girl=""&gt;&lt;/cleo&gt;&lt;/cleo&gt;&lt;/all&gt;&lt;/african&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;african flag=""&gt;&lt;all hail="" the="" queen=""&gt;&lt;cleo gun=""&gt;&lt;cleo with="" girl=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The shuck soon turned to jive which brings me to the reason I’m posting.  I was minding my business watching the fake lesbians fuck on Showtime.  When I caught a preview of Queen’s latest: Last Holiday.  I have suffered with her success, wanting for her the freedom of pride.  I have seen her play a madam, a cop, a nanny, &amp;amp; lots of a loud ass black stereotypes. But the this, this was last straw.  She’s playing meek, shy, and doomed.  And to top it off – she kisses LL. It’s Ladies Love Cool J not Dykes Love Cool J. (He has nice lips I'll admit. dick sucking lips they're called)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/cleo&gt;&lt;/cleo&gt;&lt;/all&gt;&lt;/african&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;african flag=""&gt;&lt;all hail="" the="" queen=""&gt;&lt;cleo gun=""&gt;&lt;cleo with="" girl=""&gt;&lt;/cleo&gt;&lt;/cleo&gt;&lt;/all&gt;&lt;/african&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;african flag=""&gt;&lt;all hail="" the="" queen=""&gt;&lt;cleo gun=""&gt;&lt;cleo with="" girl=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What the Fuck!  Isn’t that some incestual hip hop shit.  I mean if anyone knows what’s up with La it’d be a veteran like LL. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/cleo&gt;&lt;/cleo&gt;&lt;/all&gt;&lt;/african&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;african flag=""&gt;&lt;all hail="" the="" queen=""&gt;&lt;cleo gun=""&gt;&lt;cleo with="" girl=""&gt;&lt;/cleo&gt;&lt;/cleo&gt;&lt;/all&gt;&lt;/african&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;african flag=""&gt;&lt;all hail="" the="" queen=""&gt;&lt;cleo gun=""&gt;&lt;cleo with="" girl=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But let me think…hey maybe he’s gay (maybe it is DL Cool J).  I’d kiss a fag too. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Do you La. Do You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/cleo&gt;&lt;/cleo&gt;&lt;/all&gt;&lt;/african&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1000/723/1600/Chilling%20Queen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 197px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1000/723/320/Chilling%20Queen.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;african flag=""&gt;&lt;all hail="" the="" queen=""&gt;&lt;cleo gun=""&gt;&lt;cleo with="" girl=""&gt;&lt;/cleo&gt;&lt;/cleo&gt;&lt;/all&gt;&lt;/african&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-113666336831016466?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/113666336831016466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=113666336831016466' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/113666336831016466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/113666336831016466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2006/01/who-you-calling-bitch.html' title='Who You Calling a Bitch ?'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-113483650457981057</id><published>2005-12-17T10:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T09:58:11.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Corny Negroes Part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1000/723/1600/Jay_Z.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1000/723/400/Jay_Z.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;The Triple B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The trifecta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You can be one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You can be intimidated by one.&lt;br /&gt;You can wish you were one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You can be working your way up to that status.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Triple B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The&lt;b&gt; B&lt;/b&gt;igger &lt;b&gt;B&lt;/b&gt;etter &lt;b&gt;B&lt;/b&gt;utch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next cat. Probably the cat who watched the corny butch eff up and is now courting your ex lady or crush using the reverse technique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Triple B.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Probably      lives alone or has her own sense of space. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can      get to work on time. With or Without a wake up call from you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Misses      you when you’re gone.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Misses      you when she’s gone.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Knows      when to leave.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Knows      when to stay.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Probably      has at least a dozen right answers.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Has      a story tell. From the past. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Has      no recent drama that would call them at 4am, crying.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Is      an independent. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Has      a plan and is sticking to it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Has      more  than 2 friends.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The personalities vary. Cause anybody can do it. There isn't a perfect way to be the perfect match. If she's feeling you...you're in there. She's smiling, calling back, texting first, hitting you with emails. She likes you. Get into it. not lost in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you are wondering why Jay-Z is up here. Well. In many respects I think that negroe is ICECOLD. His thinking and lyrics have gotten me through many a rough patch. You can see the development of his emotions in regard to how he relates to women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you &lt;b face="trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;u&gt;MARCY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt; to &lt;b&gt;HOLLYWOOD&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;pre style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" All engulfed into honeys the pussy was tight&lt;br /&gt;if she threw the pussy right I got mushy like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Damn baby I love you take all my cash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You ain't got to lie Jay," you already gettin' the ass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;She loved that I was a thug&lt;/b&gt; it turned her on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;soon as I got soft it turned her off&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got relaxed put my feet up, &lt;i style="font-weight: bold;" face="trebuchet ms"&gt;starting dissin' my friends&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... that's when the ceiling fell in "&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Hey Papi&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's seems that young &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Hov has grown a bit. Maybe embarrassed that his friends think he'll flip on him if any new jawn comes around. He takes the field and be comes a player. However, this isn't a bad thing for the formally Ultra Needy Butch. The more one chills with different personalities the more versatile your experience (game) will be in the future. You'll get your attention fix from more women than you can handle. And you'll start figuring out what YOU want and not what you can be for someone else.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;pre style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" I was the worse&lt;br /&gt;I used to switch chicks every day&lt;br /&gt;Had niggas mad for real like "I wish he was gay" &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;(or "wish she was straight ")&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause they knew sooner or later hun was gettin' with Jay&lt;br /&gt;Just a matter of time she was gettin' with Jay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll have your chick in the summer tropics sippin' on 'zae&lt;br /&gt;Spittin' up in the Pacifics smoking spliffs in the shade&lt;br /&gt;She used to love ya, but she feeling different today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You used to smother her&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;b&gt; look at your honey slippin' away&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Consorting with hustlers, niggas that be giving her space&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She said she feel free when she's around me&lt;br /&gt;I'm letting her do her and in turn she's doing me&lt;br /&gt;She on the phone with her friends like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; how cool is he? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you want a Bad B*tch....you'd better be a Bad Butch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt; Stay Focused.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1000/723/1600/j%20and%20b%20italy.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1000/723/320/j%20and%20b%20italy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-113483650457981057?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/113483650457981057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=113483650457981057' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/113483650457981057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/113483650457981057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2005/12/corny-negroes-part-ii.html' title='Corny Negroes Part II'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-113451337326858288</id><published>2005-12-13T16:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T17:39:24.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Corny Negroes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1000/723/1600/steve-urkel-1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1000/723/320/steve-urkel-1.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Now understanding that there is someone for everyone. Big, Small and Stuntin alike. There is a perfect match for everyone. I believe that fa sho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Corny Negroes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean we all know them. Extra N*ggas. Just so full of themselves that they are caricatures of themselves. Huge baggy jeans, flamboyant gestures, loud at the movies for no reason. Oh, wait what about the unbalanced couple. You know the one with one really good looking person and one so-so or not so attractive person. It’s all ego. There’s one half of that relationship that relied on some smooth game to get them to the winners circle. This is where the personality really counts. That’s when you start hearing things like “ she’s a good person” and “ she makes me laugh”. Ya feel me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a place that every butch visits. Cute, so-so looks, and fly macks alike. It’s called the awkward and corny place. It can be the result of youth or inexperience. Most often it's the result of insecurity. It’s when you smother a woman with chilvalry. When you call too often, When you write too much. When you haven’t spent more than two days apart. When you start to need her. You have become corny. She’ll say something like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I need some space” it really means “ bitch go home”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you do. Go. Leave. Be Out. Get on Craiglist or Downelink and get yourself a distraction.  Go out with your homies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DO NOT&lt;/span&gt;, under any circumstances:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;call her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;call her after 10pm (even if before you could later)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;call her more than twice a day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;send her flowers (repeatedly – once is  fine player)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;show up to her job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;call her friends or her mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;text her repeatedly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;cry when speaking to her about your relationship (only during the space time, if she let's you back bawl your ass off.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;drive by her school,house, job,massage parlor hoping to see her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;stand out her window&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;frequent spots that she frequents - let her have the union square cafe - space Entiendes?! (understand?!)&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you do. Consider it over. A give yourself the CBA – Corny Butch Award ‘Cause what you’ve done homie is straight stalked. Any sane woman will dead you down. Cause that ish is crazy. Part of the TBC code of conduct will suggest interventions on the behalf of the needy butch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In these cases Butch Friends or Caring Witnesses:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Invite your friend to dinner, the movies, your girls house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Go out to the booty club&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Be available for the reasoning late night phone call.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Smoke your homie out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Listen to Get Money (“F*ck B*tches – Get Money”)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do whatever you can to save your homies pride cause if you allow the stalk. Your homies name is mud. Femme’s talk and you won’t get a quality chick until the local college’s freshman class comes in. Everyone will know you are a relationship fraud and you will learn the term pariah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A social outcast: “Shortly Tom came upon the juvenile pariah of the village, Huckleberry Finn, son of the town drunkard” (Mark Twain).&lt;br /&gt;2. An Untouchable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s about being secure ya know. Feeling yourself just enough to only need your opinion to balance yourself. Not relying on an outside equal entity to tip your scales. We have to be complete before we enter these relationships. Initially we should be able to take it or leave it. Down the road we should be able to talk it out. But for real. Have other shit to do. What were you doing before her. And what will you being doing after her. Insecurity can destroy some of the tightest friendships, don’t let it leave you looking crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:LATE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Blog. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Triple B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This post - is dedicated to a good friend of mine. Who is finally. OVER IT.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-113451337326858288?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/113451337326858288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=113451337326858288' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/113451337326858288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/113451337326858288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2005/12/corny-negroes.html' title='Corny Negroes.'/><author><name>A. Jasper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04703466780302982557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=auracacia&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9741389.post-113167917790046545</id><published>2005-11-10T22:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T23:24:35.870-05:00</updated><title type='text'>*how it became*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1000/723/1600/Sowing.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1000/723/320/Sowing.3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I started this cause I needed this. Cause I didn't have anything like this when I was coming out. and I kinda felt like we were against ourselves. I didn't dig it. so I decided when I was honest enough with myself. I would do what I could to make sure lil baby butches didn't have to grow up wishing they were something different. something easier. something that didn't make everyone ask me about, me and men and me and dresses, and me and marriage, it's weird feeling like you aren't a boy, but you aren't a girl, you want to be an old woman oneday, after you become a man. huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's a mix of wanting respect as a masculine woman. it's not about heavy lifting or who gets the most pussy. but men seem to make it that way. women have the strength of perspective when it comes to emotional analysis. translated. as a woman we feel shit differently. but how does a butch woman feel. with the added adopted masculine dogma of not wanting to feel weak. we paint ourselves into these corners. when confronted with the discrepancy. and we still can't figure out why it is the way it is. it just is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we are true enigmas. there are still very masculine women who. don't call themselves butch. who don't date women. who just are. There are lots of you out there who can't come to grips with the two spirits fighting for recognition. Fighting for respect. Fighting for love. It's fucked up but the need for the dichtomous relationship between butch and femme isn't strong because it's based on opposition. on differences. it's strong because it's based on acceptance. a person. a woman (for those butch lesbians out there) who. loves you for the person you are. who dosen't wish you'd wear this. talk this way. fuck this way. cum this way. act this way. be. you know truly be. someone you aren't. Because the someone you are is exactly. Exactly what they want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's like buying an irregular fit. and it fits. perfectly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love ya'll like the brothers I never had. I love y'all like the sisters I'll never have. It's real and it's for you. youngins and old heads alike. I have a lot to learn. and a lot to unlearn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So to this end. What sort of doctrines of honor should a very different brotherhood have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Should we talk about women.  and the drama that comes up when we feel our relationship is threatened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Should we talk about conflict, gossip, chismosa, ego and how we are going to behave differently in order to perserve the bonds of the butch caucus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Should we talk about bitches that choose others and the butches that would have a disloyal woman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Should we talk about the repercussions of disloyalty. From the perspective of the wronged and the wrong doer. What does forgiveness look like? Sacrifice. What is penance. Who decides that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'd like the counsel of the butch caucus to help mediate problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Still thinking on this stuff. Leave me your suggestions. Please. And if you want to be a part of The Butch Caucus send me your info.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Name:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Email:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AIM Screen Name:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;City:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Heritage:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Age:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Martial Stats:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Celebrity Soul Mate:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Butch Level: Describe your masculinity in your words.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kind of Music you dig:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm making a directory. These cats will be notified when there are major questions need to be answered. These cats will move the conversation. These cats will force the issue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Respect yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9741389-113167917790046545?l=thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/feeds/113167917790046545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9741389&amp;postID=113167917790046545' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/113167917790046545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9741389/posts/default/113167917790046545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebutchcaucus.blogspot.com/2005/11/how-it-became.html' title='*how it became*'/><author><name>A. 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