goodman lays it out for t.i.
Goodman on a Good-day
When Target Insight contacted me regarding “the three things that make my life work” I ran up against one of my terms (Never limit yourself to just three things). Target Insight insisted on three and I said “If you’re gonna be like that about it, you can pack your shit and hit the road.” TI thought about it for a second but then realized I was serious and gave in. Then we made love on the floor. Target Insight indeed!
#1: I keep hope alive:
Much like the black leaders before me, I keep hope alive, stay on target with a positive message to myself and keep on keeping on. Right now, in this moment, as I am writing, I’m in a pretty grim place. But I know I’ll get out of it. I always do. Because I keep hope alive. (I also have a dream…)
#2: I conserve my emotional energy for important shit (like when your mom asks why I smell like other women. Oh snap!):
I know guys who yell at traffic. My sisters goes on and on about crooked politicians. My girlfriend freaks out about the parking rules on her street. I avoid all that. I don’t have to waste my emotional energy screaming at my Sprint bill or the meter maid. Of course there’s a hidden fee. Of course I get a ticket as soon as the meter expired. Of course the cat barfs on my pillow the night I have a splitting headache. These are the tests of life. And I feel like I fail those tests when I yell at a cat who just wanted a soft place to puke.
#3: I call men / play WWOS:
But the number one weapon in my arsenal against Resistance, depression and doubt is the phone. When I get stuck, I call a man. And it’s not always the conversation that helps. Sometimes by the time I leave five or six “Hey man, I’m stuck” messages, I start feeling victimy and find the will to bang out a solution. Or I play “What would Oliart say?” and explain the situation to myself in exhaustive detail. Then I put on my Oliart hat and say “Dude. Come on, you had me roll off this hot teenager to talk about this? Fuck, dude, I thought it was an emergency or some shit. ” If Oliart’s voice doesn’t do the trick, I try another man’s voice. “Goodman, how can you expect to get that result when you’re busy whining about stupid bullshit? Come on, man! Core team!” That’s my Keller impression. Anyway, I can usually channel the spirit of my men and get myself unstuck. And even if that doesn’t work, the mere act of reaching out at least helps my spirit.
#4: Er…well, I guess that’s it. Seems I only had three after all. See? I stuck to my terms, only did three and got laid anyway. And Target Insight’s in there right now fixing me eggs. Booya!
#1: I keep hope alive:
Much like the black leaders before me, I keep hope alive, stay on target with a positive message to myself and keep on keeping on. Right now, in this moment, as I am writing, I’m in a pretty grim place. But I know I’ll get out of it. I always do. Because I keep hope alive. (I also have a dream…)
#2: I conserve my emotional energy for important shit (like when your mom asks why I smell like other women. Oh snap!):
I know guys who yell at traffic. My sisters goes on and on about crooked politicians. My girlfriend freaks out about the parking rules on her street. I avoid all that. I don’t have to waste my emotional energy screaming at my Sprint bill or the meter maid. Of course there’s a hidden fee. Of course I get a ticket as soon as the meter expired. Of course the cat barfs on my pillow the night I have a splitting headache. These are the tests of life. And I feel like I fail those tests when I yell at a cat who just wanted a soft place to puke.
#3: I call men / play WWOS:
But the number one weapon in my arsenal against Resistance, depression and doubt is the phone. When I get stuck, I call a man. And it’s not always the conversation that helps. Sometimes by the time I leave five or six “Hey man, I’m stuck” messages, I start feeling victimy and find the will to bang out a solution. Or I play “What would Oliart say?” and explain the situation to myself in exhaustive detail. Then I put on my Oliart hat and say “Dude. Come on, you had me roll off this hot teenager to talk about this? Fuck, dude, I thought it was an emergency or some shit. ” If Oliart’s voice doesn’t do the trick, I try another man’s voice. “Goodman, how can you expect to get that result when you’re busy whining about stupid bullshit? Come on, man! Core team!” That’s my Keller impression. Anyway, I can usually channel the spirit of my men and get myself unstuck. And even if that doesn’t work, the mere act of reaching out at least helps my spirit.
#4: Er…well, I guess that’s it. Seems I only had three after all. See? I stuck to my terms, only did three and got laid anyway. And Target Insight’s in there right now fixing me eggs. Booya!
