There's a Storm a Brewin'

I hate to brag but I will; I'm popular. My mom is always calling me and stuff and asking how my daughter is so I know I'm an essential part of the planet. Also, I'm married, and I'm pretty sure that counts for something. Since I was in want of a new phone and Verizon rocks with the "New Every Two", I decided to do like Beyonce and upgrade. Since I can't afford an iPhone and Verizon doesn't offer it I picked up a new Blackberry Storm. Now I can delete all of my spam penis-enhancing email anywhere I can get a signal. And I can text people(my sister) and tell them how I'm having so much cool times. Or getting ready for bed at seven thirty. Or working. And with a new Twitter account, which I won't even bother to provide a link to, I can keep up with the rest of the world and they can keep up with me. Wanna hear a sad story? No? Too bad. I signed up for Twitter and within a day had two followers. Cool, huh? Then I found out that I do have a girl name and one of my followers was actually thinking I was someone else. Yeah, that's how pitiful I am. On a happier note, Buddy Guy will be rocking(bluesing?) the Tri-C Jazz Fest this year so I'm kinda excited. And in honor of my Storm and my new found coolness:

And don't knock JM. If a 34 year old black Dude can rock to Heavier Things, you can too.