Ain’t Too Many On The Corner Have Swagger Like…Ricardo J.A. Pitts-Wiley
It was posited that I should take home a Swaggie this week considering I now get paid to do what I was doing for free, but instead I’ll defer this to my big brother. Check the stat sheet. Dude has credentials–and can provide you legal advice for a price. Now, lest you think I think my brother has third place swagger, remember: this is my award and he is graciously accepting it on my behalf. No Pitts-Wiley I’m related to has ever had third place swagger in their lives.
Ain’t But One On The Corner Has Swagger Like…Lynette Clemetson
She’s giving the Boy Wonder a title shot. And don’t get it twisted: she is accredited.
No One On The Corner Has Swagger Like…Kelechi Okere
We’ve been buddies going on twenty years. He is one of the two people I would be if I wasn’t me and the only person my age I admire. He approaches the twists and turns of life with a grace and aplomb that I find baffling. And I am jealous of it. He’s the kind of guy I hope my kids turn out to be. Can’t just anybody have swagger like that.
Not Too Many On The Corner Have Swagger Like…Unseasonably warm weather
I’m a simple guy who, for multiple reasons, barely gets dressed on a daily basis much less leaves the crib (thankfully, I can call myself a writer and it’s totally OK). Anyway, this week the weather in the Apple has shown some Spring-like leanings which, yesterday, forced me to forgo editing a script and venture out of doors. Pochahontas (not to be confused with The Feath) and I, after taking out the trash, had the audacity to be those mid-day walkers, those people you see milling the streets that leave you wondering why they aren’t inside working. And just in case you were wondering, we did have the requisite yupster, UES get-up. I in artiste preppy chic sunglasses, scarf and North Face, she in “I look like I’m going to jog, but I’m definitely just being sporty chic” spandex, alternate color Yale hoodie and bubble vest. The weather does strange things to people.
Ain’t But One On The Corner Has Swagger Like…Temidayo Olopade
Dayo’s a pushy dame; the Black literati-type I often despise, but can’t help but find endearing in her. An extremely intelligent person and extremely talented writer, she’s often shoving this or that writing opportunity in my face and explains to me why I’d be perfect for it and huffs in exasperation when I, at times, seem non-commital (In my mind, I think she finds me more intelligent and talented than I actually am, but hey, I let her run with it.) Like I said she’s pushy, but she’s also the kind of dame who will go to bat for a fellow writer and risk a degree of her own reputation in the name of something she feels strongly about. Chicago, stand up.
No One On The Corner Has Swagger Like… M.I.A.
I know I’ve said that famous people are not eligible, but when your swag is high for even relative to celebrity, I have to stand and take notice. Not to mention the fact that the basis for the award is due largely to her lyrics. Let me be transparent: I love M.I.A. therefore I am biased about her, but she wins the award this week for this reason: She not only performed at the Grammys on the day she was supposed to give birth, but she turned in a swagger-worthy performance on the day she was supposed to give birth and wore a “You’re damn right I’m knocked up!” get-up while doing it. With all respect to the Rap Pack and a noteworthy performance, no one on the stage had swagger like her.
QUESTION OF THE DAY
Is Barack Obama a centrist?