Tim Forkes

Kamala Harris, the daughter of immigrants from India and Jamaica, is officially the Democratic presidential nominee for 2024 following her acceptance at the Democratic National Convention in Chicago.

His name is Bug and I picked him up at the same shelter where earlier this year I brought Laverne and Shirley to be placed for adoption. His scruffy hair, unique shade of color, and loving nature made him a slam dunk to adopt.

He wasn’t the only big name at The Lost Holliday Los Angeles premiere, though, with Vivica A. Fox by his side and a roster of others (Mona Scott-Young, Jabari Redd, Brittany S. Hall, Miriam A. Hyman, Marquise Vilson, Londyn Carter, Memphis Cole, Leslie David Baker and Gina Belafonte) walking the red carpet.

Listen to this article Home is where the heart is … and about a month ago (September 9) home was

It’s hard to believe … or maybe not so hard to believe. There are enough stupid people in this nation who voted for a convicted criminal to win the election to be the 47 th president of the United States. There are left-leaning pundits who think we shouldn’t denigrate the people that voted for Donald J. Trump to be president, but how can we describe the people that marked their ballots for the criminal? They are fucking stupid.

Your first love seems so intense as the fresh new infatuation flourishes. I was 16 and she was 15-1/2. I was inexperienced, naive and for lack of a better word, innocent. I had no idea of the path this dawn of love was going to take me on.

To pass the time while laid up in a hospital bed — the eighth time in 2024 — I was watching and listening to some entertaining videos on YouTube. The selection seems endless and for all intents and purposes, for individuals, it is. I doubt I could watch every video that could possibly interest me, even with a, not so luxurious, week-long hospital stay — but I tried.

To pass the time while laid up in a hospital bed — the eighth time in 2024 — I was

Ever since I have been cognitive enough to think about stuff — anything — I have thought about the holidays, starting with Thanksgiving right through to my birthday, January 4, which I share with my youngest brother. Having a brother born exactly eight years younger, to the day, is like hitting that nearly impossible, almost miraculous, drive on a four-stroke fairway for a hole-in-one.

Ashli Babbitt got what she deserved. The Capitol Police and Washington, D.C. Police should have opened fire on a lot more of the traitorous insurrectionists that day, four years and two days ago. The capitol and D.C. police should have gone after the insurrectionists with all the zeal and aggressiveness that is generally reserved for unarmed black men.