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As Always,

Pax, Amor et Musica

Ebony Eyes Weekly Wrap-Up Vol.5

Apologies for the slightly scatterbrained train of thought...






"A diplomat is a man who always remembers a woman's birthday but never remembers her age. " - Robert Frost

- Mr. Jackson

Konnichiwa B*****s!!!

haha. Please excuse the title of this post and give me a chance to explain(& redeem) myself. As some of you may know, I have taken the opportunity to put my Latin days behind me and to pick up a new language. As (I really do hope) you can guess, my new linguistic focus is にほんご, also known as Japanese.

I saw that to open the door for a (quite) shameless plug. I invite you all to (after reading nineto5ive, of course) head on over to http://lubeensworld.blogspot.com/ and read the blog I created for my First Year Japanese class. Now, I can't promise any great literary or artistic content, I mean, it's only been 3 weeks, but I can say that you can see me try to, in the words of The RZA, "Diversify [my] bonds, B***h!'

lmao.

But till next time,

どうぞよろしく　and Pax, Amore et Musica

Ebony Eyes Weekly Wrap-Up Vol. 4

Here we go again.




"The talented tenth" - W.E.B. DuBois

- Mr. Jackson

Mac & the Blac

It is the 21st Century. It's time!

No one IMs anymore...it's video chat

No one texts anymore...it's BBM

Let's get it together 5ive, get your MacBook Pro and your BlackBerry. Let's stop this PC foolishness and this non-smartphone absurdity.

This post is long overdue as I haven't written in several months, but this was just on my mind today. If we're keeping in touch, you need to have the technology.

You can call me by my future name from here on out

-Dr. Burton

It's been Wayy too Long

My Return to the blog, please excuse my absence.




As Always,

Pax, Amor et Musica

Ebony Eyes Weekly Wrap Up Vol. 3

Apologies for the lapse in postings...I had to get some things in order..



- Mr. Jackson

Clean Up on Aisle 7

I have fallen off slightly. Not in the sense of my work ethic...although excessive sunlight, humidity, and torrential downpours do not entice me to write a thesis or research climate change in St. Louis anymore than a syllabus from my professor would.But, I have been going through some situations in my life, personal and my professional (which is still in its prepubescent stage) that have caused me to PAUSE....and take stock of my surroundings. Summer has been over for awhile in my neck of the woods, simply because I ceased having fun, when I was not working. Which, happened to be a majority of the summer. That was phase 1. Childish to say the least. I would sit on my couch, and pout, eat cartons of Breyers Strawberry Ice Cream, Movie Theatre Butter Popcorn, Flavor Blasted Goldfish, and drink herbal tea, all while watching 24 on the Tivo. Pathetic. In between these pouting sessions, workouts, errands, and small excursions would be intermittently scattered, but nothing seemed to break my emotional funk. But..after months of prayer, pouting and Nola telling me to man up..Marshalls called me. I did that job application the second week June. But they called. And I ceased being Jonathan "unemployed and senile" Jackson and became Mr. Giftware and Domestics. I am currently working towards a 75 cent pay raise, if my 45 day review is acceptable to my manager.
But...to what end was this post written? What possible point could he have by just giving a cluttered narrative about how boring and mundane his summer was? Simply put, to show growth, even of the most minuscule kind, is a necessity to furthering ones progression into the next phase of life. Boys II Men, i think not. We've been that. Men to Scholars, I accept that moniker with open arms.

" But the grace of God I am what I am..." I Corinthians 15:10

- Mr. Jackson


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You're the reason everybody fired up this evening...

Another summer draws to a close, this one being a little more special that the rest.

Fresh outta high school, college just literally around the corner, the other 4our are about to disperse to each of their prestigious institutions…

A summer of working in deutsche bank London and afribank west Africa in lagos; one of good times, bad times, being far away and being close by…

As I leave lagos for pastures anew its time to say farewell to (as Mr Punch put it) my childhood summer… wouldn’t have gotten this far without u boys…

You amazing…

no matter what, that cant be taken away from you 4our...

-GB