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But Does It Work Though Sis, Part II

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  Pandemic Era Activities Long after my insightful exchange with the NYC hustleman and his gang of powder-filled plastic canisters for retail sale, I rediscovered moringa on YouTube during the pandemic.    And instead of baking bread like my other locked-down and quarantining compatriots, I at last watched the army of natural hair care videos I’d amassed on my array of playlists, and after viewing a twenty-six minute documentary on the long-hair care and beauty regimens of the women of Chad ,  I vowed to grow my hair down to my ankles.   And to develop the consciousness of ankle-length hair, I added to the already-massive collective of how-tos with a demonstration of my Double Trouble Twist method, and an elemental walkabout on the back end, to show how it fared beneath the Floridian sun.   I arose to my personal hair growth challenge, and frequented the armory--a global marketplace affectionately known as Amazon , arming myself with next-day purcha...

But Does It Work Though, Sis? - Part I

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When The "Ayes" Don't Have It, It's Definitely A Hard NAY. Though the term "hoax" may be an overstatement of fact, it was definitely a NAY for me.  Upon my receipt of an email blast from the referral entity affixed with documentation intended for my completion, I noticed multiple visible email addresses, and subsequent names on it--a clear negation of the use of the blind copy (Bcc) feature.  This gross oversight equated to a strong ABSOLUTELY NOT for me.  If someone could be so careless with such sensitive patient information virtually, what more could I expect in a brick and mortar reality?  And if I passed GO and proceeded anyway, and overlooked this faux pas, and something else happened, whose fault would it be?   Exactly.  Mine. Clearly Jane's Addiction is Amazon. Per AMZScout.net, there are over 600 million products listed in the marketplace--12 million of which are sold by Amazon itself.  In 2021 I focused my attention on purchasing fibroid-vanq...

Fibroids, Girl.

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Joie de Vivre  This inaugural post is actually dedicated to my sister-friend, who, for the purposes of this blog I'll call, "Joie."  At the onset of the summer, she succumbed to her decade-long bout with Cancer. Her birthday was yesterday, September 17th, and though I miss her physical appearance, I'm thankful she's no longer suffering physically.  We sang, laughed and shared so many fond memories together, and though there's still an element of the disbelief of her transition on my behalf, I nevertheless celebrate the joy and humor you brought into my life. Rest Eternally in Heaven, Joie. Church Girls... I will never forget how I became acquainted with them, albeit unofficially. I'm sitting in the junior choir--front row, to the immediate left of my sister-friend, Joie.  Seated on the other side of Joie is our other sister-friend and fellow soprano, Sport. Sport is highly-active and I'm almost certain that she emerged from her mother's womb with...