SATURDAY, JUNE 9 Tour grand Victorian era mansions and Queen Anne Cottages alike in one of West Adams’ oldest neighborhoods, University Park. A century ago, Adams Boulevard was Los Angeles’s Street of Dreams – the main artery of a “Bon Ton District” that included Chester Place, St. James Park and the Belgravia Tract, home to some of the City’s finest residences. West Adams Heritage Association (WAHA) invites you to stroll these pathways to yesteryear. This self-guided walking tour will open…

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Stumped Business Owners:



Do you have an idea of what to do to market or publicize your business, but how is another story?



Do you want to build your list?



Have you forgotten the password to your blog or auto-responder because you

haven't posted anything or sent out any sales copy in over a month?



Don't miss out on my free "Hey Everybody, Buy From Me!" Twitter event this Thursday, April 22, 2010 starting at 10:00 a.m.



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Leimert Park and me go back

Like Sydney and hip hop tracks

and just the way the sounds in Brooklyn and the Bronx

make my head nod

The drum circles within you

sync up with the way my heart throbs

The way the sun shines on you at dusk…

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Since Leimert Park is L.A.'s mecca for artists of all kind, it has been chosen as the location of an invite-only spoken word showcase to occur in May 2010. I just wanted to put it out there that my partner and I need to secure a venue for this much anticipated event. We really don't know where to start but we're hoping to bring a few hundred patrons to your establishment. If you are a Leimert Park business owner, or know one, please, please let me know. We'd love to do business with you.

Yeah, I'm over it just like the church song on, "I Can Do Bad By Myself." I told myself, one more time

and I give up. I think its been 78 times. Jesus only said 77 and I haven't tried to count but this is it. I refuse to accept the blame. I'm hurt, yes, I'm affected, no doubt. I'm not alien--I have human feelings. When someone else throws their baggage, or garbage, off on me, I refuse to let it pile up. I'll accept recyclables and use what I can from the situation, but the rest is going to… Continue

i feel comfortable here

it almost is weird

feeling free to be myself,

not adjusting for fear

of unacceptance

or feeling the disgust of someone

else's distaste

to be in a setting where my blackness is embraced

i love wearing my cornrows or cropped curly hair,

and still feel gorgeous and makin' dudes stare

i love when black men bow down to me

and call me their sister

despite of not looking like the

girls in magazine pictures

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