What's up, people?

What kind of mood am I in today?  Hmmm, I guess if I have to think about it, then I must be in an OKAY mood.  Cause when I am extremely down, I don't have to think about it, and when I am extremely happy, I don't have to think about it.  There are not too many times when I am just OKAY!  I think OKAY might be dangerous for me.  I think that it is easier to drop into depression more from OKAY!  Unless, of course, I get some happy news that can slip me into joyous.  Yea, that is what I am gonna be today.  Not happy, but joyous.

You know there is a difference?  I am happy all the time.  But there are fewer times when I am just plain JOYOUS.  People get happy when good things happen to them.  Good things make people happy.  Joyous is like the spirit all over you and you are smiling and happy for no particular reason.  Not because you got that promotion, not because you saw a good movie...but just because.  That is what I strive to be...JOYOUS. 

But on my way to joyous, I can stop by happiness and still receive some good news.  Like maybe some info on the three major auditions I went on in the past few days.  I mean, come on...give a brother a break.  I got the skillz.  How many times do I need to keep telling myself that?  Do I really?  I mean, you can't see how dope I am by looking at the stupid audition reel?  Did you see House of Payne?  I rocked that cazbar.  I got the talent.  I can do it, people.  Pick me.  Pick me.  

I feel like the little kid on the playground that is the last one picked.  Even though that never happened to me in school, cause I went to an all white elementary school, so the kids always picked me in the top five of pickings cause they felt my blackness could help them.  I wasn't too athletically inclined, so I am not sure how many times, I actually helped.  We had this one black kid that was older than me that was the bomb.  He was a real black kid.  I am talking in terms of speed and athletic ability.  He was the star on the football, basketball and baseball team.  He always got picked first.  I admired him.  Now, I think he is on drugs somewhere back home.  He ran so fast that he ran into a crack house and never came back.

Anyhoo, back to me.  I am selfish like that.  Back to me and my acting skillz.  I may not be able to run fast, but I can act fast if you need me to.  I can do a scene in 3.5 seconds.  I can jump from one topic to another and I will slam dunk a word if need be.  Pick me.  Pick me.   

As for me and my house, we will serve the Lord.

KEEP it Natural.