<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4286223191250367050</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:59:10.562-04:00</updated><category term='women'/><category term='men'/><category term='farley hill'/><category term='hypa dawg'/><category term='Soca'/><category term='wuk-up'/><category term='krosfyah'/><title type='text'>DANNY S.A. BABB</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannybabb.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4286223191250367050/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannybabb.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Danny S.A. Babb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17790913027739475535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_SjuWVETuDrQ/SA5pQRMbBQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uYbJseAJOu8/S220/carib.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4286223191250367050.post-7547402429854672733</id><published>2012-01-03T23:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T23:49:55.085-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY WORRY?</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span &gt;Found this wonderful piece at my aunt's house on a wall posting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHY WORRY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's nothing to worry about in this life. They are only two things you have to worry about, whether you are well or whether you are sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are well, then you have nothing to worry about. But if you are sick, then you have two things to worry about, whether you will get well or you will die. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you get well then you have nothing to worry about. But if you die, then you have two things to worry about, whether you will go to Heaven or you will go to Hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you go to Heaven, then you have nothing to worry. But if you go to Hell, you'll be so busy shaking the hands of so many friends, you will have no time to worry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4286223191250367050-7547402429854672733?l=dannybabb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannybabb.blogspot.com/feeds/7547402429854672733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4286223191250367050&amp;postID=7547402429854672733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4286223191250367050/posts/default/7547402429854672733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4286223191250367050/posts/default/7547402429854672733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannybabb.blogspot.com/2012/01/why-worry.html' title='WHY WORRY?'/><author><name>Danny S.A. Babb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17790913027739475535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_SjuWVETuDrQ/SA5pQRMbBQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uYbJseAJOu8/S220/carib.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4286223191250367050.post-8193170901128097148</id><published>2011-05-11T02:11:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T02:48:47.554-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Proverbs 31 vs 10, 12, 22, 28-30</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="uiHeader uiHeaderBottomBorder mbm" style="margin-bottom: 10px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-color: rgb(170, 170, 170); padding-bottom: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;div class="clearfix uiHeaderTop" style="display: block; zoom: 1; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;h2 class="uiHeaderTitle" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who can find a virtuous woman...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;If you have then you have got the world's most wanted possession&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mbl notesBlogText clearfix" style="display: block; zoom: 1; margin-bottom: 20px; line-height: 1.5em; word-wrap: break-word; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;strong&gt;For her price is far above rubies...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I guess that alone will make any man's heart pleased&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;She will do him good and not evil all the days of her life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;What that really means is that she won't cause her man any strife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;She maketh herself coverings of tapestry; her clothing is silk and purple...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Her colours and the material are that of the majestic and most noble &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Her children arise up, and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praiseth her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;So great is she, that she takes the same "Blessed" title of Jesus' mother Mary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Many daughters have done virtuously, but thou excellest them all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;None of her children can make her legacy  look small&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Favour is deceitful, and beauty is vain: but a woman that feareth the LORD, she shall be praised...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;To whom much is given, much is expected thats what the Good Book says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4286223191250367050-8193170901128097148?l=dannybabb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannybabb.blogspot.com/feeds/8193170901128097148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4286223191250367050&amp;postID=8193170901128097148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4286223191250367050/posts/default/8193170901128097148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4286223191250367050/posts/default/8193170901128097148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannybabb.blogspot.com/2011/05/proverbs-31-vs-10-12-22-28-30.html' title='Proverbs 31 vs 10, 12, 22, 28-30'/><author><name>Danny S.A. Babb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17790913027739475535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_SjuWVETuDrQ/SA5pQRMbBQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uYbJseAJOu8/S220/carib.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4286223191250367050.post-1085244347449347363</id><published>2011-05-11T01:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T01:58:32.296-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The reality of the world we live in!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "   &gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;There is peace in war, but the war brings peace&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;There is love in hate, but hate causes persons to love&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;There is good in evil, yet evil seems more prevalent than good&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;There is life in death, yet death ends every life&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;There is silence in noise, but noise in the deafening sounds of silence&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;There is joy in sorrow, but sorrow eliminates all joy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;There is patience in anxiety, yet anxiety in being patience&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;There is moderation in greed, yet greed in moderation&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;There is giving in taking, but taking is everyones aim never giving&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;There is you in me, but you always try to be different than me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4286223191250367050-1085244347449347363?l=dannybabb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannybabb.blogspot.com/feeds/1085244347449347363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4286223191250367050&amp;postID=1085244347449347363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4286223191250367050/posts/default/1085244347449347363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4286223191250367050/posts/default/1085244347449347363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannybabb.blogspot.com/2011/05/reality-of-world-we-live-in.html' title='The reality of the world we live in!'/><author><name>Danny S.A. Babb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17790913027739475535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_SjuWVETuDrQ/SA5pQRMbBQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uYbJseAJOu8/S220/carib.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4286223191250367050.post-4034194333719936212</id><published>2011-05-11T01:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T01:39:21.934-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT MAKES YOU HAPPY?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Is it the Tommy, Ralph, Lacoste or Hugo Boss&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Maybe it is 501, 505, 511 or 514&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Probably we could add Clarks, Airwalks, Adidas or Nike&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;And you must make sure you cap a Fitted, 59FIFTYor Snapback&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;The Abercrombie &amp;amp; Fitch, Hollister, H&amp;amp;M or AE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Sometimes the Forever 21 or Sunglass Hut maybe Roxy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Or could it be the Quiksilver, the Hurley, the Old Navy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;How could we forget Coach, Aeropostale, the 'trusted' Blackberry&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Do these things make you happy?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Or is it a welcoming smile, a big hug, a loving wave, a hearty hello&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Ice-cream like cookies and cream, vanilla, chocolate or pistachio&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Or maybe that one friendship, that one relationship, that one fellowship&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;A day at the beach with the sandwiches, the drinks and the salted chip&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;How about the birthday wishes or the heart-warming 'need no occasion' kisses&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Or when you hear the voice of that one person your heart misses&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Maybe the joke, the song, maybe a night out at the cinema to watch a movie&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Being the immaculately dressed gentleman next to your #1 lady&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Do these things  make you happy?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4286223191250367050-4034194333719936212?l=dannybabb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannybabb.blogspot.com/feeds/4034194333719936212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4286223191250367050&amp;postID=4034194333719936212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4286223191250367050/posts/default/4034194333719936212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4286223191250367050/posts/default/4034194333719936212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannybabb.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-makes-you-happy.html' title='WHAT MAKES YOU HAPPY?'/><author><name>Danny S.A. Babb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17790913027739475535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_SjuWVETuDrQ/SA5pQRMbBQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uYbJseAJOu8/S220/carib.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4286223191250367050.post-430116805522889871</id><published>2011-04-01T21:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T21:36:29.113-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Desiderata</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Go placidly admidst the noise and haste and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly &amp;amp; clearly; and listen to others, even the dull &amp;amp; ignorant; they too have their story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avoid loud &amp;amp; aggressive persons, for they are vexations to the spirit. If you compare yourself with other; you may become vain &amp;amp; bitter; for always there will be greater &amp;amp; lesser persons than yourself. Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep interested in your career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time. Exercise caution in your business affairs; for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals; and everywhere life is full of heroism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Especially, do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity &amp;amp; disenchantment it is perennial as the grass. Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nature strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune but do not distress yourself with imaginations. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness. Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should. Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be, and whatever you labours &amp;amp; aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul. With all its sham, drudgery &amp;amp; broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be careful. Strive to be happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4286223191250367050-430116805522889871?l=dannybabb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannybabb.blogspot.com/feeds/430116805522889871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4286223191250367050&amp;postID=430116805522889871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4286223191250367050/posts/default/430116805522889871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4286223191250367050/posts/default/430116805522889871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannybabb.blogspot.com/2011/04/desiderata.html' title='Desiderata'/><author><name>Danny S.A. Babb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17790913027739475535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_SjuWVETuDrQ/SA5pQRMbBQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uYbJseAJOu8/S220/carib.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4286223191250367050.post-6566515017996679969</id><published>2011-04-01T11:21:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T11:23:41.468-04:00</updated><title type='text'>BEING TACTFUL</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;1)TRY SAYING: I think you could use more training.&lt;br /&gt;INSTEAD OF: You don't know what the fuck you're doing!&lt;br /&gt;BAJAN: She retarded as cunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) TRY SAYING: She's an aggressive go-getter.&lt;br /&gt;INSTEAD OF: She's a ball-busting bitch.&lt;br /&gt;BAJAN: She is some rasshole else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) TRY SAYING: Perhaps I can work late.&lt;br /&gt;INSTEAD OF: And when the fuck do you expect me to do this?&lt;br /&gt;BAJAN: Suck muh rasshole, I goh'a pick up muh&lt;br /&gt;chil'ren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) TRY SAYING: I'm certain that isn't feasible.&lt;br /&gt;INSTEAD OF: No fucking way.&lt;br /&gt;BAJAN: You real rasshole wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) TRY SAYING: Really?&lt;br /&gt;INSTEAD OF: I am not buying that!&lt;br /&gt;BAJAN: Gohblimmuh, you mecking bare sport!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) TRY SAYING: Perhaps you should check with ...&lt;br /&gt;INSTEAD OF: Tell someone who gives a shit.&lt;br /&gt;BAJAN: Dah in my so-in-so job, OKAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) TRY SAYING: I wasn't involved in the project.&lt;br /&gt;INSTEAD OF: It's not my fucking problem.&lt;br /&gt;BAJAN: Dat suit you, it ain't got one cunt to do&lt;br /&gt;wid me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) TRY SAYING: That's interesting.&lt;br /&gt;INSTEAD OF: What the fuck?&lt;br /&gt;BAJAN: You lie like cunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) TRY SAYING: I'm not sure this can be implemented.&lt;br /&gt;INSTEAD OF: This shit won't work wid me.&lt;br /&gt;BAJAN: Um gun blow up in she rasshole face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) TRY SAYING: I'll try to schedule that.&lt;br /&gt;INSTEAD OF: Why the fuck didn't you tell me&lt;br /&gt;sooner?&lt;br /&gt;BAJAN: Every rasshole thing does be urgent in hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) TRY SAYING: Excuse me, sir?&lt;br /&gt;INSTEAD OF: Eat shit and die.&lt;br /&gt;BAJAN: Suck out muh rasshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) TRY SAYING: So you weren't happy with it?&lt;br /&gt;INSTEAD OF: Kiss my ass!&lt;br /&gt;BAJAN: Caah yuh cunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) TRY SAYING: I'm a bit overloaded at the&lt;br /&gt;moment.&lt;br /&gt;INSTEAD OF: Fuck it, I'm on salary.&lt;br /&gt;BAJAN: Rasshole, I alone does wuk hey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) TRY SAYING: I don't think you understand.&lt;br /&gt;INSTEAD OF: Shove it up your ass.&lt;br /&gt;BAJAN: You head empty as cunt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) TRY SAYING: I love a challenge.&lt;br /&gt;INSTEAD OF: This job sucks.&lt;br /&gt;BAJAN: I shouddda stan in my fucking bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4286223191250367050-6566515017996679969?l=dannybabb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannybabb.blogspot.com/feeds/6566515017996679969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4286223191250367050&amp;postID=6566515017996679969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4286223191250367050/posts/default/6566515017996679969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4286223191250367050/posts/default/6566515017996679969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannybabb.blogspot.com/2011/04/being-tactful.html' title='BEING TACTFUL'/><author><name>Danny S.A. Babb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17790913027739475535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_SjuWVETuDrQ/SA5pQRMbBQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uYbJseAJOu8/S220/carib.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4286223191250367050.post-8846451323146370852</id><published>2009-12-19T19:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T19:05:14.769-04:00</updated><title type='text'>TRUST IN A RELATIONSHIP</title><content type='html'>In my life they are 3 major pillars that the relationship temple is built on; these are love, trust and respect. Today I wish to speak about the one most of us have a problem with and that is the pillar of trust. Trust is a verb and when defined means to “rely on” or “believe in” as stated by the Collins Gem Dictionary and Thesaurus. Most of the time when we enter relationships, we never stop to consider that pillar of trust and most of the time end up being hurt because we never analyzed our partner to determine the amount of trust we can place in this person. Additionally, they are instances where we underestimate and we do not place enough trust in our partner, which too can cause major issues in your relationship. I have been very fortunate to be at the receiving end and the distributing end of the latter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was in relationship where the amount of trust I placed in my partner was to a level where I thought she would have been a female Jesus…faithful despite whatever happens. However, I later realized that she didn’t deserve that amount of trust if any at all and to this day I do not trust her as far as I can see Australia from Barbados with the naked eye. Yes, all the thought of being in a relationship with such a beautiful girl had me blinded and left me vulnerable…till I was hurt. With her I was the one and only…the one and only idiot who didn’t know that I was one of many. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was because of this simple experience I began to analyze all my other relationships and ensure that my partners could be trusted. However, because of this experience I underestimated one of my partners and did not give her the complete trust she deserved. Nonetheless, I always had the belief that no one deserves complete trust as everyone is prone to mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In this relationship, our level of trust was high so much that we were very open and transparent about each others’ whereabouts and actions. However, on one occasion I had reason to doubt that openness and transparency because of a simple (and I use this term very loosely) mistake made by my partner. The fact I didn’t put enough trust almost cost me that relationship at a very early stage. Let’s just say that I will never make that mistake again in any relationship and I will ensure that I always ask a question before I make assumptions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to trust, I find that men are the ones who are always underestimated as women believe all men are prone to cheat. However, this is not always the case as some men only cheat when they are being cheated on…somebody said “two can play that game!” Furthermore, men in my opinion are more trustworthy than women. No, I am not being a chauvinist or biased in my statements, rather I am giving the facts as they are presented before me. Take for instance my first scenario and really think about it. The truth is most females are willing to step out of their relationships just because they can hide it up better than men can…WOMEN are CATS!!! Funny enough males continue to get the shitty end of the stick because they are the ones who put a lot of trust in their women too. Of course, they are the few like me who don’t make this blatant and what I consider foolish mistake as soon as the relationship begins. However, I will confess that they are some really stupid men out there who don’t see the need to cherish the relationship they have with ONE woman. Then again, I blame those slovenly and most immoral women who know the man has another woman but insist on giving him the “pleasure” he WANTS by satisfying him in whatever way possible.&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, I would say however, that they are some women who you can place the utmost trust in and you will have the assurance they will honour it and the samecan be said about some men...but at the end of the day both men and women are to blame for the break down of trust in the relationship&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4286223191250367050-8846451323146370852?l=dannybabb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannybabb.blogspot.com/feeds/8846451323146370852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4286223191250367050&amp;postID=8846451323146370852' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4286223191250367050/posts/default/8846451323146370852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4286223191250367050/posts/default/8846451323146370852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannybabb.blogspot.com/2009/12/trust-in-relationship.html' title='TRUST IN A RELATIONSHIP'/><author><name>Danny S.A. Babb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17790913027739475535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_SjuWVETuDrQ/SA5pQRMbBQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uYbJseAJOu8/S220/carib.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4286223191250367050.post-1496218993713850034</id><published>2009-10-25T19:17:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T01:56:34.095-04:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span&gt;GOD   WILL  ALWAYS   PROVIDE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;A poorly dressed lady with a look of defeat on her face, walked into a grocery store. She approached the owner of the store in a most humble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;manner and asked if he would let her charge a few groceries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She softly explained that her husband was very ill and unable to work, they had seven children and they needed food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Longhouse, the grocer, scoffed at her and requested that she leave his store at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visualizing the family needs, she said: 'Please, sir! I will bring you the money just as soon as I can.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John told her he could not give her credit, since she did not have a charge account at his store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing beside the counter was a customer! who overheard the conversation between the two. The customer walked forward and told the grocer that he would stand good for whatever she needed for her family.&lt;br /&gt;The grocer said in a very reluctant voice, 'Do you have a grocery list?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louise replied, 'Yes sir.' 'O. K.' he said, 'put your grocery list on the scales and whatever your grocery list weighs, I will give you that amount in groceries.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Louise, hesitated a moment with a bowed head, then she reached into her purse and took out a piece of paper and scribbled something on it. She then laid the piece of paper on the scale carefully with her head still bowed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The eyes of the grocer and the customer showed amazement when the scales went down and stayed down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The grocer, staring at the scales, turned slowly to the customer and said begrudgingly, 'I can't believe it.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The customer smiled and the grocer started putting the groceries on the other side of the scales. The scale did not balance so he continued to put more and more groceries on them until the scales would hold no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The grocer stood there in utter disgust. Finally, he grabbed the piece of paper from the scales and looked at it with greater amazement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was not a grocery list, it was a prayer, which said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Dear Lord, you know my needs and I am leaving this in your hands.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The grocer gave her the groceries that he had gathered and stood in stunned silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louise thanked him and left the store.&lt;br /&gt;The other customer handed a fifty-dollar bill to the grocer and said;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'It was worth every penny of it. Only God Knows how much a prayer weighs.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE POWER OF PRAYER: When you receive this, say a prayer. That's all you have to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just stop right now, and say a &lt;span class="ecxecxecxyshortcuts" id="ecxecxecxlw_1217426479_32" style="background-image: none; background-attachment: scroll; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: repeat repeat; "&gt;prayer of thanks&lt;/span&gt; for your own good fortune.&lt;br /&gt;Then please send this to all your friends and relatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe if you will send this testimony out with prayer in faith, you will receive what you need God to do in your and your families' life.&lt;br /&gt;So dear heart, trust God to heal the sick, provide food for the hungry, clothes and shelter for those that don't have as we do. Amen &amp;amp; Amen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 36pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4286223191250367050-1496218993713850034?l=dannybabb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannybabb.blogspot.com/feeds/1496218993713850034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4286223191250367050&amp;postID=1496218993713850034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4286223191250367050/posts/default/1496218993713850034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4286223191250367050/posts/default/1496218993713850034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannybabb.blogspot.com/2009/10/gods-love.html' title='God&apos;s Love'/><author><name>Danny S.A. Babb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17790913027739475535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_SjuWVETuDrQ/SA5pQRMbBQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uYbJseAJOu8/S220/carib.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4286223191250367050.post-8004540067734247186</id><published>2009-09-08T17:48:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T17:51:06.884-04:00</updated><title type='text'>LIFE"S JOURNEY</title><content type='html'>LIFE SHOULD NOT BE A JOURNEY TO THE GRAVE WITH THE INTENTION TO ARRIVE SAFELY IN AN ATTRACTIVE AND WELL PRESERVED BODY; RATHER TO SKID IN SIDEWAYS, CHOCOLATE IN ONE HAND AND WINE IN THE OTHER, BODY THOROUGHLY USED UP AND WORN OUT AND SCREAMING "WOO HOO...WHAT A RIDE!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4286223191250367050-8004540067734247186?l=dannybabb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannybabb.blogspot.com/feeds/8004540067734247186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4286223191250367050&amp;postID=8004540067734247186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4286223191250367050/posts/default/8004540067734247186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4286223191250367050/posts/default/8004540067734247186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannybabb.blogspot.com/2009/09/lifes-journey.html' title='LIFE&quot;S JOURNEY'/><author><name>Danny S.A. Babb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17790913027739475535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_SjuWVETuDrQ/SA5pQRMbBQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uYbJseAJOu8/S220/carib.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4286223191250367050.post-7021509673186610764</id><published>2009-05-04T14:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T14:33:45.854-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Just A Pillow- THE REPLY</title><content type='html'>This is a reply to Shaquille Haynes' note- "Not Just A Pillow"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not just a pillow...i am the place you lay your head.&lt;br /&gt;Even though when he was here you treated me as if i were dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you lay your head on this pillow...you say of him you constantly dream.&lt;br /&gt;But you must realise it was me who comforted you long before him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you sank your head into this pillow...but your memoried of him wont retreat.&lt;br /&gt;You couldn't understand but instead blamed me and resorted to the sheet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you tried at this sheet...it was brown in colour reminding you of his skin.&lt;br /&gt;But haven't you realised this is the same sheet that had you wrapped up with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you turned to the sheet...it felt like the warmth of his body.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if you weren't warm before he came to make your life feel sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you left the bed...it made you think of him.&lt;br /&gt;But you would not think of the pain the pillow and sheet were feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you picked up the phone...you know you wanted to call.&lt;br /&gt;But you knew that he would just hurt you and cause your heart to fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you were jumped by the busy tone...and i am glad you realised&lt;br /&gt;The guy that you were falling for was just a possession and not a prize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you come back to bed...and decide that pillow and sheet were not your friend.&lt;br /&gt;but it is this same very sheet and pillow who were with you to the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cry in this bed...asking why Shaq why? feeling like you would die.&lt;br /&gt;But I ask why Shaq would you waste time with someone who made you cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You sleep in this bed...dreaming, sweating as you toss and turn.&lt;br /&gt;But this is one of those many lessons you have to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wake up in this bed...lying by yourself probably wondering why he made you so blue.&lt;br /&gt;This sheet and pillow don't care because we love you!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4286223191250367050-7021509673186610764?l=dannybabb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannybabb.blogspot.com/feeds/7021509673186610764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4286223191250367050&amp;postID=7021509673186610764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4286223191250367050/posts/default/7021509673186610764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4286223191250367050/posts/default/7021509673186610764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannybabb.blogspot.com/2009/05/not-just-pillow-reply.html' title='Not Just A Pillow- THE REPLY'/><author><name>Danny S.A. Babb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17790913027739475535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_SjuWVETuDrQ/SA5pQRMbBQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uYbJseAJOu8/S220/carib.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4286223191250367050.post-1450055915323550900</id><published>2009-04-23T01:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T01:13:49.295-04:00</updated><title type='text'>J.R.M</title><content type='html'>I wrote this poem for my girlfriend, who has for a while been an inspiration to me...since being with her i have never been so happy before and for that I thank her and God. I wrote this because she not only completes me but she also brings out the beauty in me and she continues to do that everyday. By the way J.R.M are her initials, Je-Meila R. Maloney and I thought it was a nice title for the poem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J.R.M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I sit here admiring your face so soft and sweet&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful to God for letting our hearts meet&lt;br /&gt;Your beauty, it flows from inside and expressed out&lt;br /&gt;A beauty so rare, it makes my heart shout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I lie here thinking about your fairness and beauty&lt;br /&gt;You should be called Queen and Lady not 'slims' or 'sexy'&lt;br /&gt;You are royalty and should be treated as such&lt;br /&gt;After all, with me you have that magic touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I sleep here dreaming about gift God has bestowed&lt;br /&gt;I am more grateful to Him and I am sure he would know&lt;br /&gt;For everyday you spend time with me, so true&lt;br /&gt;Every minute I realise the beauty in you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I wake here rising to the sound of your voice&lt;br /&gt;I smile with confidence knowing I have made the right choice&lt;br /&gt;Then I get on my knees and thank God in pray&lt;br /&gt;For allowing to be with you another day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I walk here holding your soft, caring hand&lt;br /&gt;Leaving behind footprints in time's sand&lt;br /&gt;Making you the centre of my attention&lt;br /&gt;Admiring the head angel of God's creation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I stand here caressing your lips with a kiss&lt;br /&gt;I find out what it is my life had miss&lt;br /&gt;A hug, a touch, just spending time with you&lt;br /&gt;J.R.M. I do love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Danny Babb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4286223191250367050-1450055915323550900?l=dannybabb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannybabb.blogspot.com/feeds/1450055915323550900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4286223191250367050&amp;postID=1450055915323550900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4286223191250367050/posts/default/1450055915323550900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4286223191250367050/posts/default/1450055915323550900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannybabb.blogspot.com/2009/04/jrm.html' title='J.R.M'/><author><name>Danny S.A. Babb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17790913027739475535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_SjuWVETuDrQ/SA5pQRMbBQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uYbJseAJOu8/S220/carib.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4286223191250367050.post-8853868002062180981</id><published>2009-04-23T00:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T00:03:16.886-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beauty in You!</title><content type='html'>This poem is a response to Christa's poem...The Beauty in Me...I was truly inspired by her poem to write a poem about her. The fact that it is not only her boyfriend who can see the beauty in her, shows that she is a great person!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Beauty in You!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are that beautiful woman staring at me&lt;br /&gt;One full of character, elegance and humility&lt;br /&gt;For a while I have been admiring your face&lt;br /&gt;Never imperfect, angel-like and full of grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No longer should you dwell on the scars inside&lt;br /&gt;No longer should there be darkness or reason to hide&lt;br /&gt;You may have been a victim but it taught you to be the survivor&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you are the new angel walking in God's favour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your hips are a harmony of the songs of Africa&lt;br /&gt;Your hair is the melody of a true India&lt;br /&gt;The harmony and the melody is the true nature of your body&lt;br /&gt;Yes two exquisite races together in harmony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your profound love, only God needs to explain&lt;br /&gt;Beautifully anointed the essence of your name&lt;br /&gt;Your life a reminds me of God's love constantly&lt;br /&gt;That is why we celebrate the Beauty in You!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Danny Babb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4286223191250367050-8853868002062180981?l=dannybabb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannybabb.blogspot.com/feeds/8853868002062180981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4286223191250367050&amp;postID=8853868002062180981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4286223191250367050/posts/default/8853868002062180981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4286223191250367050/posts/default/8853868002062180981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannybabb.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-poem-is-response-to-christas-poem.html' title='The Beauty in You!'/><author><name>Danny S.A. Babb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17790913027739475535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_SjuWVETuDrQ/SA5pQRMbBQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uYbJseAJOu8/S220/carib.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4286223191250367050.post-16687987362152119</id><published>2009-03-13T01:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T01:53:13.550-04:00</updated><title type='text'>PROPOSAL 1</title><content type='html'>After listening to  you, I have come up with a list of SOME of the things that I believe we should deal with over the next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· Ensure corruption on the Guild is a thing of the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· To  ensure that Part-time students are  afforded the privileges due to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· To  advance the implementation process for additional parking, day-care centre and sheltered bus area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· To  ensure that Clubs and Societies are treated with the respect they need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· To  have more areas provided for group study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· To  make the Guild, STUDENT– FRIENDLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· TO REPRESENT EVERY STUDENT TO THE BEST OF MY ABILITY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4286223191250367050-16687987362152119?l=dannybabb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannybabb.blogspot.com/feeds/16687987362152119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4286223191250367050&amp;postID=16687987362152119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4286223191250367050/posts/default/16687987362152119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4286223191250367050/posts/default/16687987362152119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannybabb.blogspot.com/2009/03/proposal-1.html' title='PROPOSAL 1'/><author><name>Danny S.A. Babb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17790913027739475535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_SjuWVETuDrQ/SA5pQRMbBQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uYbJseAJOu8/S220/carib.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4286223191250367050.post-2709975789116442344</id><published>2009-03-13T01:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T01:33:55.037-04:00</updated><title type='text'>DANNY BABB FOR GUILD VICE-PRESIDENT 2009/10</title><content type='html'>FRIENDS,&lt;br /&gt;I humbly present myself to you as a Vice-Presidential Candidate in the upcoming Guild Elections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the past year the Guild Council has been operating without a proper Vice-President. Furthermore, the entire Guild structure was affected causing the Guild Council to be ineffective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I want to assure you that I am here to be the difference. I am here to ensure that the Guild Council represents the students of the University and support them in a positive manner. &lt;strong&gt;I AM HERE TO GET THE JOB DONE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends, now is the time to make a difference. Now is the time to let your voice be heard. Now is the time to stand up for what you believe in. Now is the time for you to be the difference. Now is the time to... &lt;strong&gt;VOTE DANNY S.A. BABB for GUILD VICE-PRESIDENT 2009/10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BE THE DIFFERENCE!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4286223191250367050-2709975789116442344?l=dannybabb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannybabb.blogspot.com/feeds/2709975789116442344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4286223191250367050&amp;postID=2709975789116442344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4286223191250367050/posts/default/2709975789116442344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4286223191250367050/posts/default/2709975789116442344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannybabb.blogspot.com/2009/03/danny-babb-for-guild-vice-president.html' title='DANNY BABB FOR GUILD VICE-PRESIDENT 2009/10'/><author><name>Danny S.A. Babb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17790913027739475535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_SjuWVETuDrQ/SA5pQRMbBQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uYbJseAJOu8/S220/carib.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4286223191250367050.post-2488932066559480785</id><published>2008-12-21T20:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T21:00:36.664-04:00</updated><title type='text'>SEASONS GREETINGS!</title><content type='html'>"DECK THE HALLS WITH BOUGHS OF HOLLY, TIS THE SEASON TO BE JOLLY AND BE THANKFUL FOR ALL THAT WE HAVE!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies and Gentlemen, the year has been long and the times have been hard but we've made it thus far. This year for some of us started with lots of joy and laughter and is sadly ending the opposite way. For others, the year has been sad right through, while others had it happy all year. If you are like me, it had its ups and downs. However, one thing I must say is that through this year I have been able to meet amazing people like yourself who have made a difference whether for better or worse. Additionally, I must make special mention of a few people who I consider to be very "special" to me, even though I may not have told you so before...Schaniqua Riley, Adrian 'De Bubbla' Boyce, Jelissa Daniel, Shane Brathwaite, Cara Howard, Jamal Prescott, Tanya Clarke and the entire Humanities and Education Committee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also want to thank my permanent support team, Michelle Scantlebury, Paula Goodridge, Kirt Goodridge, Kirk Cozier, Shonelle Branker, the members of the Tree of Reasoning, Jamar Flemming, Cindy Meredith, Paul Forte, Quincy Yarde and Andre Layne.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I wish thank my best friend, who even though was miles away was always there when I needed him most, DWAYNE WORRELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to ALL my friends, as we come to another Christmas and the end of another year I give to you from my heart to your home, from my notes to your profile, from my facebook to your inbox.....A VERY MERRY CHRISTMAS AND GOD'S RICHEST BLESSINGS THROUGHOUT THE COMING YEAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May your sorrows be less, and your joys be more...let nothing but happiness come through your door!I love you all!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=5126435&amp;amp;op=1&amp;amp;view=all&amp;amp;subj=41274970908&amp;amp;aid=-1&amp;amp;oid=41274970908&amp;amp;id=535800374"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4286223191250367050-2488932066559480785?l=dannybabb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannybabb.blogspot.com/feeds/2488932066559480785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4286223191250367050&amp;postID=2488932066559480785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4286223191250367050/posts/default/2488932066559480785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4286223191250367050/posts/default/2488932066559480785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannybabb.blogspot.com/2008/12/seasons-greetings.html' title='SEASONS GREETINGS!'/><author><name>Danny S.A. Babb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17790913027739475535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_SjuWVETuDrQ/SA5pQRMbBQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uYbJseAJOu8/S220/carib.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4286223191250367050.post-7373970849784692957</id><published>2008-12-21T20:12:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T20:20:10.471-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><title type='text'>LESSONS FOR WOMEN!</title><content type='html'>IF A MAN WANTS YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a man wants you, nothing can keep him away. If he doesn't want you, nothing can make him stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop making excuses for a man and his behavior. Allow your intuition (or spirit) to save you from heartache. Stop trying to change yourselves for a relationship that's not meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slower is better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never live your life for a man before you find what makes you truly happy. If a relationship ends because the man was not treating you as you deserve then heck no, you can't 'be friends.' A friend wouldn't mistreat a friend. Don't settle. If you feel like he is stringing you along, then he probably is. Don't stay because you think 'it will get better.' You'll be mad at yourself a year later for staying when things are not better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only person you can control in a relationship is you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avoid men who've got a bunch of children by a bunch of different women. He didn't marry them when he got them pregnant, Why would he treat you any differently? Always have your own set of friends separate from his. Maintain boundaries in how a guy treats you. If something bothers you, speak up. Never let a man know everything. He will use it against you later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cannot change a man's behavior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change comes from within. Don't EVER make him feel he is more important than you are...even if he has more education or in a better job. Do not make him into a quasi-god. He is a man, nothing more nothing less. Never let a man define who you are. Never borrow someone else's man. Oh Lord!? If he cheated with you, he'll cheat on you. A man will only treat you the way you ALLOW him to treat you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL MEN ARE NOT DOGS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should not be the one doing all the bending...compromise is a two-way street. You need time to heal between relationships...................there is nothing cute about baggage... deal with your issues before pursuing a new relationship. You should never look for someone to COMPLETE you...a relationship consists of two WHOLE individuals...look for someone complimentary...not supplementary. Dating is fun...even if he doesn't turn out to be Mr.. Right. Make him miss you sometimes...when a man always know where you are, and your always readily available to him- he takes it for granted. Don't fully commit to a man who doesn't give you everything that you need. Keep him in your radar but get to know others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Share this with other ladies and men as well..... You'll make someone SMILE, another RETHINK their choices, and another PREPARE. They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them and an entire lifetime to forget them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BY THE WAY, THIS WAS WRITTEN BY A MAN, SO TAKE A HINT LADIES..............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4286223191250367050-7373970849784692957?l=dannybabb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannybabb.blogspot.com/feeds/7373970849784692957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4286223191250367050&amp;postID=7373970849784692957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4286223191250367050/posts/default/7373970849784692957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4286223191250367050/posts/default/7373970849784692957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannybabb.blogspot.com/2008/12/lessons-for-women.html' title='LESSONS FOR WOMEN!'/><author><name>Danny S.A. Babb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17790913027739475535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_SjuWVETuDrQ/SA5pQRMbBQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uYbJseAJOu8/S220/carib.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4286223191250367050.post-2752224198673656229</id><published>2008-10-05T22:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T22:50:15.366-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Men are DOGS...Women are CATS</title><content type='html'>WOMEN need MEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The need for women in society is vital. They are suppose to be the childbearers and affectionate caregivers. However, some women are not suited for this position, especially the younger generation of women , who are more focused on partying, careers and of course, MONEY! I am not saying that these things are not important in life, but thee should be some limit to some of these things. Dr. J. Lewis, my 6th Form Literatures in English teacher once gave a scenario in class explaining why women should always find a man first and then acomplish these things. He stated when the young girls go to Univesity it is necessary you find a man and a good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They are some women who come through Secondary School saying, they will get a man later. They go to College or Sixth Form saying, they will get a man at University. They go to University and decide they want good grades so they will get a man when they have completed their bachelors degree. At the end of the Bachelors along with it they get honours and decide they will do a Masters and put the man on hold for another 18 months. When they have completed the Masters they decided they want to get a career which pays them some good money and which they are successful in. By the time they ave done all that they then realise they need a man, but the problem is they have past 40 years old, look old and are infertile so the man they are looking for is not looking for them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though it may be true that women can survive without sex, I am assuring you they cannot survive without a man. People always say behind every great man there is an even better woman, but I think that we have taken it out of context. My interpretation of this is, "Behind every great man there is some woman who wants to take control so she is behind him pushing him until he falls." That is how women are, they always want control of the situation. Paul Forte once said to me in a conversation that women always like being in control but they do not like men who they cannot control and that is why I Danny S.A. Babb has problems when it comes to women, this is because I allow no woman to take control of me. What is even more intriguing is that when I am in a relationship, women enjoy me more for the fact that I do not allow them to take control, rather I regulate the amount of control they may have at any given point in time. People may think that I am being harsh but I am following the Bible as it speaks in Ephesians 5 vs 23-24, "For the husband is the head of the wife, even as Christ is the head of the church...therefore as the church is subject unto Christ, so let the wives be to their own husbands in everything."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To reiterate my point that Women need Men, draw reference to the fact that women often say that men are better friends. Additionally, some women even say, "women are the worst friends you can have as best friends." This proves itself as women are always in competition with one another, and they are unable keep secrets. Men on the other hand are the better listeners and they always have the best advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, Women need men because as was said by A.K. Layne, "Men are the best at everything they do...if you go to a male hairdresser named Enrique, no woman can do your hair better than that...if a man goes to the supermarket and buy the groceries they family will eat healthy for that entire month, furthermore they will lack for nothing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Therefore as we can clearly see WOMEN NEED MEN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4286223191250367050-2752224198673656229?l=dannybabb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannybabb.blogspot.com/feeds/2752224198673656229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4286223191250367050&amp;postID=2752224198673656229' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4286223191250367050/posts/default/2752224198673656229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4286223191250367050/posts/default/2752224198673656229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannybabb.blogspot.com/2008/10/men-are-dogswomen-are-cats_05.html' title='Men are DOGS...Women are CATS'/><author><name>Danny S.A. Babb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17790913027739475535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_SjuWVETuDrQ/SA5pQRMbBQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uYbJseAJOu8/S220/carib.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4286223191250367050.post-6978221869184482066</id><published>2008-10-05T22:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T22:46:22.342-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Men are DOGS...Women are CATS</title><content type='html'>WOMEN ARE CATS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To describe or understand a woman is one of the most strenuous task that men have had since the begnning of time. The reason for this is because women are known to have these frequent mood swings, which places men in a predicament when trying to please them. Additionally, women have this facetious nature about them, which makes men misunderstand there position on a situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all honesty, how can I as a man please a woman, when in truth women do not even know what they want for themselves. For instance, when a man asks a woman what she would like for her birthday, most women respond with these two answers; "Nothing!" or "Anything, it doesn't matter!" which is generally not true. However, I being the man I am will get you nothing for your birthday if that is what you would like. Additionally, if you want anything, I again being the understanding man I am, will buy exactly what you want, ANYTHING. However, for men like me this creates a problem as you never want 'nothing' or 'anything' in the first place. This behaviour then fosters problems in the relationship, as it relates to communication, which was caused by the woman in the first place but the man again has to bear the blame. This indeciveness and inability to be understood is summed up in a story told to me by Paul Forte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A man once found a bottle with a genie in it. Being curious he opened the bottle and out came the genie who thanked the man for releasing him and told him he will grant him 3 wishes. For the first wish the man asked for wealth and it was granted. For the second he asked for a nice fast car and it as granted. Thirdly, he asked for a highway stretching from one end of the United States to the next; to this the genie was a bit taken back and began to ask the man if he knew how much concrete and steel it would take, allowing him to know the world does not have that much steel. So the genie told the man make another wish, at this the men asked the genie to explain women. The genie in his all powerful voice replied, "How many lanes do you want on that highway 2 or 4?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This clearly shows that women are hard to explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, while listening to a priest a few years back, I remember during his sermon he said, "God made the earth and heavens, the seas and skies, the birds and beasts and man in six days and rested on the seventh day knowing all was good. Then he decided to make woman and since then he has never rested again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Additionally, the Bible again confirms it in the book of Proverbs, which was written by Solomon a man who had 700 wives and princesses and 300 concubines. In Chapter 21 vs 9, "It is better to dwell in a corner of the house top, than with a brawling woman in a wide house." and again in verse 19, "It is better to dwell in the wilderness than with a contentious and an angry woman." Ladies and gentlemen, Solomon was the wisest man who has ever lived on this earth, I am sure that he too had the same problems most men have and i have confirmed this as he wrote in Proverbs 31 vs 10-11, " Who can find a virtuous woman? for her price is far above rubies. The heart of her husband doth safely trust in her, so that he shall have no need of spoil."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In his lifetime, Solomon was unable to find a virtuous woman and I am tempted to say they are none but that would be unfair to those women who are truly virtuous and I have met one or two or even three but no more than that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4286223191250367050-6978221869184482066?l=dannybabb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannybabb.blogspot.com/feeds/6978221869184482066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4286223191250367050&amp;postID=6978221869184482066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4286223191250367050/posts/default/6978221869184482066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4286223191250367050/posts/default/6978221869184482066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannybabb.blogspot.com/2008/10/men-are-dogswomen-are-cats.html' title='Men are DOGS...Women are CATS'/><author><name>Danny S.A. Babb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17790913027739475535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_SjuWVETuDrQ/SA5pQRMbBQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uYbJseAJOu8/S220/carib.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4286223191250367050.post-2768553300246340082</id><published>2008-09-02T00:28:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T22:51:28.264-04:00</updated><title type='text'>MEN ARE DOGS...WOMEN ARE CATS!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;THE FOLLOWING IS AN EXCERPT FROM THE BOOK TO BE PUBLISHED BY DANNY S.A. BABB!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Men are DOGS...Women are CATS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;How often do we hear it, "Men are dogs!" Yes, it seems like everyday to me and I am sure to say the same for you, when most women, most places across the world make it their business to call a man a "dog" because of some incident that was caused by the woman in the first instance. People often see this as a true statement, especially women as they always try their best to justify such statements. One of their arguments is that "men are dogs because they run after everything they see." This statement is used to describe a man who is promiscuous and somewhat fickle, or in the good bajan vernacular, "a village ram."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Another statement used is, "men are dogs because they don't support their children." Even though this statement may seem straight-forward, we must understand that this cannot be used in an argument as it will cause some degree of confusion. Firstly, "support" here is being used loosely as the word defined in the Oxford Dictionary doesn't only refer to financial ASSISTANCE but also refers to encouragement, help and approving of to name a few. Secondly, as it relates to men not supporting their children financially, it is because some women use that maintenance fund to accessorize themselves instead of putting it to good use. Thirdly, they are women who do not allow fathers within this country to see their child but still want them to maintain them financially. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I recall a case where a father was not allowed to see his child for 6 years because the mother felt like it; but he was still ordered by the court to pay a maintenance fee every month. Luckily, after a while the girl decided that she wanted to see her father and asked him to take full custody of her when she reached the age where she could make that decision. This however, is not the case for all men as some of them never see the child even after the child has grown and mature enough to make adult decisions, because of some deceitful women. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;But is there something wrong with calling a man a dog? No! I agree that men are dogs. Why do I agree? Men are dogs because they are the protectors and the providers. They are the ones we turn to in time of need and help. Yes, ALL MEN ARE DOGS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;If men are dogs, I then say women are cats. Some women in my opinion are the most deceitful, fictitious creature that God placed on the face of the earth. By now, half of them are cursing me and calling me more nasty names than ever. In 30 minutes, my name will be on their tongues and taken to work for a proper roasting. But I say STOP!! Why? Because my definition is true and you yourself know that, that is why you have become so offended. Women are like cats because of there feline like behaviour always hissing and scratching at things which more often than not do not concern them. Women have this tendency to find fault with everything and this is in relation to a cat who can find a loose thread on a piece of garment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;There is more I can say about women but it will only cause more arguments than necessary, especially among those whose corns have been mashed by my statements. However, as the book continues you will become more knowledgeable about Men and Women. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;In conclusion, let me make it simple Men are Dogs because men like dogs when they do shit it is in the open for eveyone to see; however women are like cats because women like cats when they do shit always try to cover it up especially in places men have to get their hands dirty!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4286223191250367050-2768553300246340082?l=dannybabb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannybabb.blogspot.com/feeds/2768553300246340082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4286223191250367050&amp;postID=2768553300246340082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4286223191250367050/posts/default/2768553300246340082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4286223191250367050/posts/default/2768553300246340082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannybabb.blogspot.com/2008/09/men-are-dogswomen-are-cats.html' title='MEN ARE DOGS...WOMEN ARE CATS!!'/><author><name>Danny S.A. Babb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17790913027739475535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_SjuWVETuDrQ/SA5pQRMbBQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uYbJseAJOu8/S220/carib.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4286223191250367050.post-50775628847351903</id><published>2008-08-21T09:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T10:01:53.678-04:00</updated><title type='text'>THE MALE BRAIN EXPLAINED</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The Male Brain, Explained &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Women have puzzled over it for years—why the heck do men do the things they do? Why do they profess their love for you one minute, then ignore you the next (say, when an Attila the Hun special turns up on TV)? Why can they not remember our birthdays? Let science explain some of these conundrums—and help you rev up your relationships!Be patient with his memoryThe hippocampus, where initial memories are formed, occupies a smaller percent of the male brain than the female brain. If on your first date he can't remember where you work, even though you told him all about it when you met, just remember that size matters … hippocampus size, that is. Don't take it personally. (Oh, and don't be surprised when, months down the line, he has no clue you've just changed your hair.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Don't expect him to get hints&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Have a crush on him? You may have to put it out there, because men aren't as skilled at women at reading subtle emotional cues. As Dr. Larry Cahill of the University of California at Irvine puts it, "We have been assuming that the ways in which emotions are organized in the brain are essentially similar in men and women," but they aren't. Parts of the limbic cortex, which is involved in emotional responses, are smaller in men than in women. Additionally, scientists at McMaster University have found that guys have a smaller density of neurons in areas of the temporal lobe that deal with language processing. That's why it's probably a good idea to tell him straight-up how you're feeling ("I'm kind of hurt that you forgot I hate sushi"). Expecting him to infer from your hints could leave both of you scratching your heads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Don't take conversation lulls personally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Fact is, guys in general just aren't as verbally adept as women are. Large parts of the cortex — the brain's outer layer that does a big part of recognizing and using subtle language cues — are thinner in men than they are in women. A study led by Dr. Godfrey Pearlson of Johns Hopkins University has shown that two areas in the frontal and temporal lobes that play an important role in language processing are significantly smaller in men. Using MRIs, the Johns Hopkins scientists measured gray matter volumes in several brain regions in 17 females and 43 males. Women had 23 percent more volume than men in the dorsolateral prefrontal cortex and 13 percent more volume than men in the superior temporal cortex. "Women," explains Dr. Cahill, "excel in being able to come up with appropriate words, given cues." Men — not so much. Don't expect him to chatter with you on dates with the skill of a girlfriend, and don't assume he's not interested in you if he occasionally lets the conversation lapse. Think of it this way: He's simply basking in moments of quiet companionship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Appreciate his naturally upbeat nature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Does he seem to be "up" most of the time? It's not your imagination: Male brains produce 52 percent more serotonin (the chemical that influences mood) than female brains, according to a study done at McGill University. And studies show that fewer men than women suffer from depression. Guys may also have an easier time rolling with life's big stresses. If he tells you he recently lost his golden lab or suffered a job loss and doesn't get all teary, it doesn't mean he's heartless; rather, he has healthy stores of serotonin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Don't expect his take on your relationship history to match yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;He may be incapable of seeing your shared past the way you do. Brain images have started to show that men and women use their brains in vastly different ways. For example, women use the left part of the amygdala — the part of the brain that creates emotional reactions to events — to put memories in order by emotional strength, meaning that something emotionally important to them (like a great first date a couple of months ago) will be ordered in front of what they ate for breakfast yesterday. Men, however, use the right part of the amygdala to put memories in order. Traditionally, the right hemisphere of the brain is associated with the central action of an event, while the left hemisphere is associated with finer details. Translation: You'll both remember your first date, but he might not remember the color of your sweater or the light rain that was falling that night. It doesn't mean he was checked out; it just means he's a guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Remember his brain is his largest sex organ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;In males of several species including humans, the preoptic area of the hypothalamus is greater in volume, in cross-sectional area and in the number of cells. In men, this area is more than two times larger than in women, and it contains twice as many cells. And what, say you, does this have to do with the horizontal mambo? Plenty. This area of the hypothalamus is in charge of mating behavior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;This small structure connects to the pituitary gland, which releases sex hormones. So if your boyfriend wants to get intimate all the time and you feel like Ms. Low Desire, remember: You're just experiencing normal, brain-based differences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=641822&amp;amp;op=1&amp;amp;view=all&amp;amp;subj=28230237212&amp;amp;aid=-1&amp;amp;oid=28230237212&amp;amp;id=512354717"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Adapted from Llewellyn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Griffith's notes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4286223191250367050-50775628847351903?l=dannybabb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannybabb.blogspot.com/feeds/50775628847351903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4286223191250367050&amp;postID=50775628847351903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4286223191250367050/posts/default/50775628847351903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4286223191250367050/posts/default/50775628847351903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannybabb.blogspot.com/2008/08/male-brain-explained.html' title='THE MALE BRAIN EXPLAINED'/><author><name>Danny S.A. Babb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17790913027739475535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_SjuWVETuDrQ/SA5pQRMbBQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uYbJseAJOu8/S220/carib.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4286223191250367050.post-1625597678786784579</id><published>2008-07-21T16:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T17:23:35.492-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wuk-up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soca'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='krosfyah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hypa dawg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farley hill'/><title type='text'>SOCA ON DE HILL- THE REVIEW</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;SOCA IN MUH VEINS......SOCA IN MUH BLOOD!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;For those who are lovers of Soca like myself, you would have made the trek to &lt;em&gt;Farley Hill&lt;/em&gt;, on July 20th for the greatest Soca event (in my opinion)....&lt;strong&gt;SOCA ON DE HILL!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Even though I still hold this event in highest esteem as i pertains to soca, I believe that there is a need to limit your international acts or better yet choose them wisely. While on "de hill" I realised that the international acts were given almost 45 minutes, while our local acts were given between 2 to 15 minutes. This was a bit disappointing in some cases as  some of the international acts namely Shadow did not perform to my expectation. During Shadow's performance persons became bored and restless, which should not be so at an event such as &lt;strong&gt;SOCA ON DE HILL&lt;/strong&gt;, where persons like myself were there to enjoy 8 and a half hours of solid Soca. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Additionally, it is a SOCA event and therefore no other genre of music should be sang, played or even thought about. It was with displeasure that I had to listen to Sherwayne Wynchester as he sang dub songs from Jamaica and tried to supplement it with the playing o  Rihanna's "Please don't stop the music". In my opinion, none of it should have been sung or played as I found it to be out of place at the greatest SOCA event in the world. Even though he is a great singer, I believe he should know what is said in Ecclesiastes 3:1, "To ever thing there is a season and a time to every purpose under the heaven." And &lt;strong&gt;SOCA ON DE HILL&lt;/strong&gt; was certainly not the time or place for Dub or Rihanna. The same thing goes for Versitile/Verseewild, thoseongs he has are not Soca/Calypso and he had no right being at that or any event which involves the singing of Soca music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Similarly, I must also comment on the altercation which occurred. I think it is very stupid when you come out to enjoy yourself and as Mac Fingall said "2 jackasses would want to spoil the entire show by fighting." When you are in a crowd, you have to get touch if you don't want to get touch STAY HOME!! I was pushed, my foot was used as a 'mat' and persons were hitting me non-stop but that would not lead me to fight because I know that it was not purposely done. However, kudos must be given to the Royal Barbados Police Force who quickly intervened and escorted the guilty away from the crowd. But let me not dwell on the bad let me get to the good stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;WUK-UP YOU HEAR WA I TELL YOU!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;And wuk-up it was indeed for 98% of the patrons at this event. The other 2 % who didn't wuk-up were either working (RBPF) or they were drunk. The Mighty Gabby, not being his usual really up-tempo self still had the crowd moving as he sang his hits especially 'Jack.' Grynner was of course in his natural state as he had juks and wuks can't done, which was to the crowd's delight. David Rudder really got me in the mood as he sang High Mas. As the evening progressed I was highly impressed with the performances and the DJs alike namely Jon Doe and Alvin Toppin (Soca Superman), who made everyone in the party move. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;As &lt;strong&gt;Krosfyah&lt;/strong&gt; featuring Adrian Dutchin came on stage I was highly pleased as they pulled the energy from an already tired crowd. Khiomal in particular, who I am backing to win the Party Monarch title was full of energy as he unleashed the beast. Edwin Yearwood alias 'The General' was just as his name suggest The General and by this I mean he made the crowd wuk up extensively to handle yuh business. Even though I may be a bit bias toward Krosfyah as I am one of their biggest fans, persons will agree with me that they were indeed the best performance for the night and they had a full crowd response...even the drunk and the police were moving. This is what Soca events in Barbados need, bands such as Krosfyah and we do need a return of the big band Square One. However, I believe that Krosfyah has many more years left as Khiomal is certainly in a good position to becoming the unofficial "General". Another good thing about Krosfyah is that they sing their own songs, which is a downfall of many of today's bands they are not singing their own songs but I will leave this discussion for another blog post. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;As the evening wind down, Hypa Dawg and the Underdawg were the next best in my opinion as they two had the crowd going from the time they came on until they left. I am still at a loss why Underdawg did not make it to the Party Monarch down in "the valley". Underdawg truly is a protege' of his father Hypa Dawg. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Finally, I would say that &lt;strong&gt;SOCA ON DE HILL&lt;/strong&gt; was indeed great as&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;I never felt so energized while listening to Soca as I did. But for all this I must thank Cindy (my wuk-up partner), Dwayne (my best friend), Socks (the drinks man...even though i aint get none), Michelle (my "mother"), Paula (my "sister"), Kirt (my "brother"), Takima, Shana, Shamreca, the girl i was dancing wid at some points, Kerry, Tameisha, Kameisha, Maurice, Karen and the 2 girls who decided to put me in the middle of their wuk-up sandwich. I look forawrd to next year God spare life, with nuff action and plenty satisfaction!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;IT NAH MISSING ME!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4286223191250367050-1625597678786784579?l=dannybabb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannybabb.blogspot.com/feeds/1625597678786784579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4286223191250367050&amp;postID=1625597678786784579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4286223191250367050/posts/default/1625597678786784579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4286223191250367050/posts/default/1625597678786784579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannybabb.blogspot.com/2008/07/soca-on-de-hill-review.html' title='SOCA ON DE HILL- THE REVIEW'/><author><name>Danny S.A. Babb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17790913027739475535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_SjuWVETuDrQ/SA5pQRMbBQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uYbJseAJOu8/S220/carib.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4286223191250367050.post-6399440642161366695</id><published>2008-07-02T16:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T16:30:46.556-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Touch the World</title><content type='html'>I will pass through this life only once.&lt;br /&gt;I will pass through this day only once.&lt;br /&gt;I will pass through this hour only once.&lt;br /&gt;I will pass through this moment only once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any good that I may do,  should do now. I cannot wait for the right opportunities and expect to be all I should  be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must seize the moment, take advantage of the life given to me and give only my best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must prepare for the worst and expect the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am only one, but I am one, and my thoughts, words and actions affect myself and others. These must be pure and positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I am discouraged, I will seek strength from God, who is my inspiration. nature is filled with his signature. I can be filled with his love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will give thanks for the many blessings I have, seeking ways to bless others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will think good thoughts, for my thoughts are what direct my actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will speak good words and do only good deeds, for this is how others will know me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will seek every opportunty to act positively for others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will live a life disciplined spiritually, mentally, physically, emotionally; for this is how I grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I grow, my life will become increasingly more effective for others and for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will touch the world- each moment, hour, day of my precious life- and this will be good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will touch the world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4286223191250367050-6399440642161366695?l=dannybabb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannybabb.blogspot.com/feeds/6399440642161366695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4286223191250367050&amp;postID=6399440642161366695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4286223191250367050/posts/default/6399440642161366695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4286223191250367050/posts/default/6399440642161366695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannybabb.blogspot.com/2008/07/touch-world.html' title='Touch the World'/><author><name>Danny S.A. Babb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17790913027739475535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_SjuWVETuDrQ/SA5pQRMbBQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uYbJseAJOu8/S220/carib.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4286223191250367050.post-5447428533001583713</id><published>2008-06-21T11:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T11:45:41.746-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Team ACTION Parliamentary Assembly</title><content type='html'>In 2005, Team ACTION Parliamentary Assembly was started, with meetings being held at the YMCA- Young Men's Christian Association. Since then TAPA as it is known has grown to a membership of over 45 in Barbados, and has since moved on to the region to create an Assembly in St. Lucia with a membership of 20 and growing. With CSME making the way clear for the creation of networking among Caribbean coutries, TAPA is now seeking to create an Assembly in Tobago by year-end.&lt;br /&gt;Team ACTION Parliamentary Assembly (TAPA), has assisted in the development some of the best youth debaters in this island, such as Andre K. Layne, Kyle Prescod, Rosette Moore, Shane Austin and Danny Babb to name a few. During our meetings, we debate issues not only affecting the youth but the country as a whole as we seek to give a voice to the nation's youth. TAPA has also facilitated National Debates among the Secondary Schools of Barbados.&lt;br /&gt;Team ACTION Parliamentary Assembly meets at Harrison College every Friday evening between the hours of 4:30pm &amp;amp; 6:30pm. All are invited as we follow our motto: Developing Minds, Sustaining Growth!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4286223191250367050-5447428533001583713?l=dannybabb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannybabb.blogspot.com/feeds/5447428533001583713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4286223191250367050&amp;postID=5447428533001583713' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4286223191250367050/posts/default/5447428533001583713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4286223191250367050/posts/default/5447428533001583713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannybabb.blogspot.com/2008/06/team-action-parliamentary-assembly.html' title='Team ACTION Parliamentary Assembly'/><author><name>Danny S.A. Babb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17790913027739475535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_SjuWVETuDrQ/SA5pQRMbBQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uYbJseAJOu8/S220/carib.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4286223191250367050.post-4675737259206435140</id><published>2008-04-22T18:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T03:03:36.030-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ABOUT THIS BLOG</title><content type='html'>Firstly, let me welcome you all to my blog. I am Danny S.A. Babb, and I created this blog as my place of expression...whether through poems, speeches, quotes, songs. I will also be posting some very controversial views on some topics persons are afraid to touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for viewing this blog, and I look forward to seeing you visit again. Please rate this blog if you wish!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4286223191250367050-4675737259206435140?l=dannybabb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannybabb.blogspot.com/feeds/4675737259206435140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4286223191250367050&amp;postID=4675737259206435140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4286223191250367050/posts/default/4675737259206435140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4286223191250367050/posts/default/4675737259206435140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannybabb.blogspot.com/2008/04/about-me.html' title='ABOUT THIS BLOG'/><author><name>Danny S.A. 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