Learn a lil 'bout Baba

Okay, sometimes I want to post something, but I don’t know what I want to post. Times like that, I use a tried and true technique–straight biting. What follows is a format I boosted from izrael, but I’m pretty sure he boosted it off someone else. We’re very crackhead-ish, us bloggers. Steal and sell, baby.
Either way, learn some things about me real fast.

This is the oddball shit about me. Most of the important shit is obvious, I think, but it’s these quirky things that make life fun. It’s also in these little things about people that you get a glimpse of their insecurites, the chinks that posturing can mask but never repair. Enjoy.
What makes you cry?
Close reminders of mortality. That’ll be a recurring theme.
Describe the moment you came closest to death.
My own? Stayed clear of it. Someone else’s? 4/18/2000.
Most dangerous friend?
Man, depends on what kinda danger we’re talking about. However, it’s impossible to pass on Dat Nigga Crazy. That’s a man, not a description.
Is there anybody you miss?
Boone, R-Dub. Miss is a strong term in my universe. I miss those no longer here and hold on tight to those I’ll miss when they’re gone. Missing people when they go out of town is a false sensation. Feels real, but not quite it.
Craziest fear?
Don’t have too many of those. All my fears are real as steel.
A food you’re ashamed to admit you crave?
No shame in none of that, pimpin. Not in the tax bracket that allows for pickiness.
What humbles you?
When my peers, people who were–and still are, in some cases–the folks I looked up to, know who I am. I still introduce myself to every writer I e-mail, even the ones that write for the same companies I do work for. I called Mark Anthony Neal “Professor” in my first e-mail to him. He laughed. I still have no idea why.
Biggest lesson learned?
What is said is always farther from reality than what is done.
What dissapoints you?
Unnecessary dishonesty.
Famous people you find dissapointing?
Gotta know somebody to be disappointed by them.
Famous people who inspire you.
Ali comes to mind immediately. People whose principles win, even in collisions with reality. Rarely does that happen.
Goals?
Don’t do goals. I handle situations one at a time, man. In the end, I want little more than to be alive.
Favorite song right now.
Webbie – “Gimme Dat”
Loner or social butterfly?
Butterfly, but I don’t hang with people for its own sake. Gotta be worth the time.
One book most people would be surprised you read?
“Sex, Drugs, and Headlocks.” It’s Shaun Assael’s look at pro wrasslin.
One movie most people would be surprised you love?
“Pimps up, Ho’s Down,” but that only surprises those enraptured by my resume. Damn near everything else makes perfect sense to those who know me.
Three names you go by:
1. Bo. Not for everybody.
2. Mr. Jones. A disproportionate amount of people have called me that my whole life.
3. Baba. intl_baba if you really know the deal.
Three screennames you have:
1. AhtUhMiHed31(AIM)
2. ahtuhmihed (yahoo)
3. bomani@hotmail.com (MSN). If you put me on your list, but don’t be on no dumb shit.
Three things you like about yourself:
1. my sense of humor
2. my irrational fits of intolerance
3. my unapologetically Southern accent
Three things you hate/dislike about yourself:
1. Type A workaholic, but rarely with focus.
2. these damn knees
3. the tendency for overanalysis (and using “overanalysis” like it’s really a word), even though underanalysis is even worse.
Three parts of your heritage:
1. African
2. white somewhere
3. maybe some indian. I have no idea. That I’m black is all that really matters, when you think about it.
Three things that scare you:
1. AUDIT
2. dying
3. losing another friend, no matter why.
Three of your everyday essentials:
1. My laptop
2. my altoids
3. Bahn’s Cuisine (on 9th street in Durham; be sure to stop by if you’re ever in the area).
Three things you are wearing right now:
1. Coca-Cola T-shirt. How Atlanta am I?
2. hoopin shorts
3. bad attitude
Three of your favorite bands/artists (at the moment):
1. Van Morrison (like that ever changes)
2. Audioslave
3. James Brown (I’ve done massive downloading of all three of these lately)
Three of your favorite songs at present:
1. Van Morrison – Celtic New Year
2. Webbie – Gimme Dat
3. Beanie Sigel w/Brand Nubian – Bread and Butter
Three things you want in a relationship:
1. Trust
Everything else is negotiable. But I gotta buy the words you sell me, and you shouldn’t charge me for what you say.
Two truths and a lie:
1. I was mad short for most of high school; I’m 6’4″ now.
2. I would love to be a songwriter.
3. I write two poems a day.
Three physical things about the opposite sex that appeal to you:
1. eyes
2. smile
3. behinds (direct quote from izrael, but it fits for me)
Three things you just can’t do:
1. Bullshit on the real.
2. bench press 300 lbs.
3. Drink anything that goes for less than $15/fifth.
Three of your favorite hobbies:
1. Construct playlists
2. Freestyle
3. bomanijones.com
Three things you want to do really badly right now:
1. Hang with Seuss, Crazy, JR, and the rest.
2. Pay off my house
3. Eat my mama’s lasagna.
Three phrases I will disseminate liberally in ‘05
I can dig it–been sayin it for years, and that ain’t gonna change.
Lemme hold five, dude.
Remind me where I know you from. That one comes up more and more daily.
Three websites I’m always checking for:
TheOnion.com–not as hot as it once was, but still the funniest thing on the ‘Net.
ESPN.com
SOHH.com
Three sets of people that lent me unfailing support last year
Mama, Daddy, and Mumba
various Daritys
The folks in my department
Three careers you’re considering:
My life is a career. I’m always working on ways to get paid for being me. So far, good enough.
Three places you want to go on vacation:
I work from my house, mostly in my drawers. My life is vacation, and I never travel without my Dell, anyway.
Three things you want to do before you die:
1. Max out whatever potential I have.
2. Look out for my folk however is feasible
3. make it to 35.