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Thursday, September 22, 2011

Brothers and Privacy






SO my actual first blog post was done by my brother. Thanks brother for that short and random post. Thanks for being special...especially crazy. I'll take this time to say a word about brothers and privacy, there's no such thing. I lost my privacy in 1991 around age 13, when I was in junior high school (or middle school for those that did not grow up in LRSD). Coincidentally my younger brother was 8, in elementary school and got out of school about an hour before I did which gave him plenty of time to go through every drawer, closet or anything else in my room by the time I got home from school. He was totally the brother from "Tales of a 4th Grade Nothing" and I hated it. I did not get my privacy back until 5 years later when I left home to go to college.

But then I had somewhat nosy roommates, but at least they didn't go through my stuff while I was out.

I lost my privacy again around 2005, when I moved in with my brother and sister. Again they didn’t go through my things but an unattended cell phone or computer will more than likely be used to send some random ridiculous message to a large number of friends.

Exhibit A: Him: Let me see your cell phone.

Me: Hands over phone like an idiot. His battery is usually dead so seemed like a logical reason to give over the phone.

Random message from friend 2 days later: “If it’s true, Congratulatons!”

Me: -puzzled and unsure what the hell she’s talking about, I brush it off and move on with life.-

Me again: Going through old text messages about 2 weeks later & finds an

Outgoing message to a friend that says “I’m pregnant”.

Exhibit B: Scene: Runs upstairs, leaves laptop open. Facebook page pulled up. Return to computer and notice a 3 by the little globe on the Facebook page. I don’t remember posting anything that would render any responses. Click on my profile.

Status update: I can’t stand black people.

Replies: Me either (from a black person). Why not?

From the FB hacker: What’s funny is people are agreeing and “Like”ing this status.

New Status update: Please disregard this message, I left my computer unattended in the same room with my brother.

Exhibit C: Sisters phone left unattended, FB status changed to: I’m sitting in this restaurant cutting my toe nails.

5 alerts on her cell phone bring it to her attention that she has been hacked.

There are many other tales of hacked computers and cell phones and NO ONE, I repeat NO ONE is excluded. I won’t even get into the messages that have been sent to church members from the wife’s phone or teenage boys that almost caught a beat down from their mama over a fake text.

I say all this to say, don’t let my brother EVER use your cell phone or computer unattended, even if it seems harmless and even if he doesn’t know you. He has his own cell phone and computer so he really shouldn’t be asking. Brothers and privacy cannot coexist.

The Best You Ever Had


WELCOME to Red Velvet for the Soul! I hope that red velvet lifts your spirits, makes you laugh and just makes you feel good. Unfortunately, this blog isn’t solely going to be about red velvet cake, which my mouth waters just thinking about it and looking at the photos above I can actually taste the cream cheese frosting and the perfectly chocolately cupcakes ……(drooling and scrolling through my contacts to look for my “cake pushers” phone number). Oh…hey, sorry about that I got a little distracted and yes I do have the number of a couple of my favorite cake pushers saved in my cell phone. I’ve had a few red velvets in my day and being that my grandmother kept a dining room table full of deserts at all times I consider myself a connoisseur of cakes and can spot a good “looking” red velvet immediately. Taste is something completely different. First of all, the cake must be kept at room temperature. Any sort of slightly chilled cake with icing is an automatic fail. Secondly, the smell of cream cheese and chocolate should waif, like the pie in the window sill of cartoons, to your nose with ease. Lastly, it must be red! Not burgundy, not brown, but RED. I won’t even eat it if it’s not the right color and you shouldn’t either. If the color is wrong, more than likely the taste is wrong. Tasting is pretty simple; it should be moist, have a slight chocolate taste, and the frosting should be a perfect blend of cream cheese and sugary goodness. That’s it.

If you don’t feel like you need a glass of milk and shot of insulin after having a piece of cake, it is an automatic fail.

Having said that, here are the best red velvet cakes I’ve had in my life. The first 1 is a personal contact and I’ve provided contact information for the others.

Side note: It takes my cake fiend brother to tell the story of how Sammy the Cake Man was discovered.

1. Mrs. Bettye

2. Sammy Cake Man (as saved in my phone)

(678)640-3006

3. CamiCakes Cupcakes

BUCKHEAD Phone | 404.748.4288
2221 Peachtree Rd, Suite B, Atlanta, GA 30309
Shop Hours | Mon – Sat 10:30– 8:30 | Closed on Sundays

VININGS Phone | 404.748.4288
2221 Peachtree Rd, Suite B, Atlanta, GA 30309
Shop Hours | Mon – Sat 10:30– 8:30 | Closed on Sundays

4. Piece of Cake

So what’s the best red velvet you’ve ever tasted and where can I get a slice?