| Lo Fun Fact #1 |
| "Lolita Files" is my real name. It is not a pen name, as incredible as that may seem. There are plenty of Files family members and people who have known me for years capable of validating this. As for the "Lolita" part, my mother named me after the movie based on Nabokov's book, although she saw or read neither. To this day, she has no idea what a "Lolita" is. |
| Lo Fun Fact #2 |
| I love fried chicken and fabulous shoes. If you ever want to get on my good side, send Popeye's or Mr. Chicken (my favorite spot in Cleveland) and a pair of
Christian Louboutins. |
| Lo Fun Fact #3 |
| Never show up unannounced or without a Pepsi (preferably Pepsi Jazz Caramel Cream). Better yet, how about not show up at all? |
| Lo Fun Fact #4 |
| I hate the telephone. Don't get mad if I don't call you. I don't call anyone. Don't call me asking why I don't call. Just don't call, okay? |
| Lo Fun Fact #5 |
| I love the internet!!! I love communicating through the internet!!! You can e-mail me and odds are I'll e-mail you right back (if I'm not in the middle of a major project). Makes up for my hangup about the phone, doesn't it? See, I'm not so bad after all!!! |
| Lo Fun Fact #6 |
| I can't stand IMing. Please don't IM me. You will get the cold shoulder. I don't like giving people the cold shoulder, so please don't put me in that position. |
| Lo Fun Fact #7 |
I have four five wonderful, slap-happy dogs and a bird (some kind of dove/pigeon mix), all of whom I love to pieces. If you meet me and ask me about my dogs and bird, we'll be instant friends. If you meet me and ask me why the f*ck I have four five dogs and a bird, see the above fun fact for how I will respond. |
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| Transact This Transaction, Baby!!! |
| Friday, October 26, 2007 |
I love this commercial. It makes you realize just how ridiculous all those crazy e-mails about winning money (or inheritances that they want to split with you, YOU!!!) really are.
Dude's shoes are f*cked, aren't they?
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| Where's Tony And Michael When You Need 'Em?* |
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Perhaps this one went away too soon...
 ...and maybe this one needs to come back altogether.
Why? Because things have gotten raggedy in Mobville. Real raggedy, seriously...
Today, Mafia families in former strongholds like Cleveland [!!!], Los Angeles and Tampa are gone.** La Cosa Nostra---our thing, as its initiates called the mob---is in serious decline everywhere but New York City. And even there, things aren't so great: Two of New York's five crime families are run in absentia by bosses behind bars.
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The Mafia's ruling Commission has not met in years. Membership in key cities is dwindling, while the number of mob turncoats is soaring.
"You arrest 10 people," says one New York FBI agent, "and you have eight of them almost immediately knocking on your door: `OK, I wanna cut a deal.'"
The oath of omerta---silence---has become a joke. Ditto for the old world "Family" values---honor, loyalty, integrity---that served as cornerstones for an organization brought to America by Italian immigrants during the era of Prohibition.
"It's been several generations since they left Sicily," says Dave Shafer, head of the FBI organized crime division in New York. "It's all about money."
Which doesn't mean the Mafia is dead. But organized crime experts say the Italian mob is seriously wounded: shot in the foot by its own loudmouth members, bloodied by scores of convictions, and crippled by a loss of veteran leaders and a dearth of capable replacements.
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"Mob informant" was once an oxymoron, but today the number of rats is enormous---and growing with each indictment. And the mob's storied ability to exact retribution on informants is virtually nonexistent.
"There is no more secret society," says Matthew Heron, the FBI's Organized Crime Section Chief in Washington.
"In the past, you'd start out with the lowest level and try to work your way up," Heron continues. Now "it's like playing leapfrog. You go right over everybody else to the promised land." How tragic is this? I mean, you know, from a mythical, 'badass of the streets' standpoint. Who are the rappers gonna look up to now?
Just in case they need a reminder of how it's done, here's some vintage Michael Corleone, one of the baddest mob bosses to ever grace the screen. This scene takes place right before the commission of what was perhaps his most coldblooded crime. No words are spoken. What is there to say? We all know what's coming...
Aw, what the heck...here he is again, showing us what happens when you f*ck with his pimp juice.
Of course, it wouldn't be a fair fight if I didn't put up a slice of Tony Soprano doing the damn thang, too. There's nothing sexier than a man who'll leave some teeth on the floor (as long as they're not yours, natch). This one's a little NSFW, so make sure to adjust your volume if you're at the office. You know Tony and the f-word are pretty much inseparable.
That's right, beetches, get a mop. What else is there to do? You want some?!!!
*This post was for us, Cort. Nobody loves, or understands, a good mobster like we do.
**On a side note, who the frick knew Cleveland was once a mob stronghold?!?! I certainly didn't. WTF?!?! I thought it was (fairly) safe here!!!
AP: Italian mobsters in widespread decline |
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| When 'Let Me Make You Dinner' Means 'Let Me Make YOU Dinner.' |
| Thursday, October 25, 2007 |
 A woman who stabbed her tied-up lover so she could drink his blood has been sentenced to 10 years in prison. Tiffany Sutton told Maricopa County Superior Court Judge David Udall that she was sorry for the incident and said she never meant to hurt anyone, but received the stiff sentence anyway after he called the crime especially heinous.
Sutton, 24, pleaded guilty to aggravated assault in August. She was arrested by Tempe police in February after she repeatedly stabbed her lover during an alcohol- and drug-fueled sexual tryst.
According to police reports, the victim, 46-year-old Robert McDaniel, agreed to be tied up during sex but became alarmed and asked to be untied when Sutton pulled out a knife and said she liked to drink blood. Sutton then attacked him, slicing his leg, puncturing his arm, shoulder and back and cutting his neck and stomach. When he escaped, she chased him with a pickax.
 Whatever gets you off, I guess. AP: Woman stabs tied-up lover to drink blood |
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| Fallout!!! |
| Tuesday, October 23, 2007 |
Damn. Have you guys all seen this by now? For a minute there, I thought Marie was Beryl.
[click "play" (the arrow button) to watch]
Ouch!!!
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| Music 2 Write 2, Part 1: One Of My Favorite Artists...EVER. |
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Once again I'm in the thick of writing and listening to music that inspires me to keep it moving. This woman is one of my favorite artists PERIOD. I simply can't get enough of listening to her voice...it's been like that since I first heard it back in 1989. She doesn't record nearly enough, so I mostly live off older joints she's graced as a guest singer...
Anyway, here's a live version of her performing in Tokyo, unleashing that fabulous voice of hers upon some lucky audience. I've never caught her live, but maybe it'll happen someday. In the meantime, thank God for YouTube. Enjoy!!!
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| Happy Days, Happy Dogs. |
| Monday, October 22, 2007 |
This past Saturday I "discovered" (read, "was finally exposed to") a lovely place called Euclid Beach. It was beautiful. The wind was high, we walked along the shore, I got my shoes wet, picked up rocks and gorgeous pieces of driftwood, and was immediately put into a state of bliss.
I've since learned that it used to be a very popular spot, complete with an amusement park, modeled after Coney Island.
Anyway, I loved it so much, I wanted to go back again yesterday to write (places like this are great for getting my creativity flowing), this time with the dogs in tow (they allow pets on leash!). We decided to make a picnic of it. We seasoned up some meat, I made some side dishes, packed up the laptop and the pups, bought a fresh baguette on the way, and headed out. We had the big pavilion all to ourselves, so we grilled the meat, I wrote, and the dogs chilled. When all was ready, we ate a great dinner under a beautiful sky with the perfect breeze. Then we packed everything up, put it in the car, then took the dogs for a nice long walk. They were practically rock stars, as every passerby and others with their pets stopped to admire our herd furry family.
It was a great start to what I'm sure will be a great week. Happy days, happy days.
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| Milo's New Favorite Video. |
| Friday, October 19, 2007 |
Every man loves a good ball-licking (so I hear), and my boy dog, Milo...
...is no exception. He sometimes spends endless stretches of time in pursuit of this sport, carefully, meticulously, painstakingly ensuring each hair upon his sack is loved into place (because, of course, he only licks for grooming purposes; my precious boy isn't some self-wanking, nasty, crunchy-d*cked freak like all those others ball-licking dogs out there; he was raised better than that). But now, at long last, there's an offer of assistance!!! The following video makes Milo very happy.* Perhaps it will make you happy, too!!!
Careful, this one's definitely NSFW.** Don't say you weren't warned.
*Who says free speech and the internet are good things? Does everyone have to know about that fat, infested, sick, herpes-syphilis d*ck?
**Thanks Troy!!!
Previously: The Lo Zone: Eyes On The Prize. Previously: The Lo Zone: Happy Birthday, Milo!!! |
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| Because Sometimes The One You Love Is Delicious. |
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 A Mexican writer suspected of frying and eating pieces of his ex-girlfriend after strangling her has confessed to murdering the woman but denies being a cannibal, a government prosecutor said on Tuesday.
Police burst into Jose Luis Calva's Mexico City apartment last week and found fried human flesh on a dining table set with cutlery. They found more flesh in the refrigerator and an unfinished book by Calvo called "Cannibal Instincts."
The mutilated body of Alejandra Galeana, 32, was in the bedroom closet.
Calva told prosecutors he killed Galeana after an argument, then cut an arm and a leg off of her body so that he could dispense of it in parts.
"He denies having tasted her flesh," Mexico City's chief homicide prosecutor Gustavo Salas told reporters. "According to him, he thought it was better to cook the meat so he could feed it to the dogs." I guess revenge is a dish best served fried. Works for me!!!
Happy "Fry"day!!!
Reuters: Suspect says he killed, not ate, his girlfriend |
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| I'm Definitely Not In Hollywood Anymore. |
| Tuesday, October 16, 2007 |
So last night we go to the movies with Cortney and Vickie. We were actually supposed to be going to a screening of Halle Berry's new movie...
...but we were operating on extreme CP time and the show was capacity when we (finally) arrived. So we ended up seeing another movie that had just started, The Kingdom...
It was really interesting, quite compelling in fact, and about thirty minutes in, juuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuust as we had dug our heels in and were really feeling the plot...
 ...the freaking film CAUGHT FIRE and MELTED!!!!
WTF??????? The projector was smoking and shit and the movie, naturally, came to a complete halt. Apparently there was no one in the projection room, so we all sat there stupefied for a hot minute like baffled deer facing a fleet of blinding headlights, waiting for a fix. Cortney had gone for a potty break and to get more snacks (I don't want to know in what order), and had missed the fireworks, yet when he returned to the theater (entering from the front), everyone was staring at him as the screen was just a piece of freeze-framed burnt celluloid. It was a perfect moment for him to crack a joke.
What I want to know is...isn't this the digital age? Why are there still film projectors in big theaters like this? Is this what I have to look forward to in Cleveland? Should I be checking the exits before I settle in with my popcorn, lest a blaze break out? The manager eventually came in and told us the movie was a bust and that we needed to raise up and roll out because there was no way they could fix that melted film. Free passes for us all, though!!!
Free passes, my ass. Melted movies? This kind of thing would never happen at The Arclight.
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| Let There Be "N*gga"s... |
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And there shall.
 On Friday night at New York's Roseland Ballroom, Nas announced the title of his next album: He said it will be called Nigga and released in December.
 ...and the Stop The N Word movement folks...  ...will be at shutting this one down. Just in case you're not sure how much sense it makes (to Nas) for him to name his next joint Nigga, check out how many times he says it in this song alone (I counted at least five). Makes sense to me!!!
MTV.com: Nas Reveals Controversial Title Of New LP At NYC Gig |
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| Let's All Get "Married"!!! |
| Friday, October 12, 2007 |
Be sure to check out my good friend/brother Malik Yoba...
 Let's all show this movie some love. I'm so proud for Malik Yoba, and Tyler is doing wonderful things for African-Americans in Hollywood, keeping our actors viable and onscreen in major, wide-opening films.
 That alone is kudos worthy. This man...  ...is singlehandedly changing the Hollywood game.
In case you haven't seen it, here's the trailer for the movie. Enjoy!!!
Why Did I Get Married Official Website Tyler Perry's Official Website |
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| Sacrifices: Which Would You Make? (Part 1) |
| Monday, October 08, 2007 |
We all have our things that we can and cannot live without. Some things we'll give up happily, while others come with an "over my dead body" condition. I've always been fascinated by the dynamics of relationships (familial, romantic, platonic, workplace, etc.) and the art of negotiation so that both parties get what they want. I've also been watching a new show on HBO called Tell Me You Love Me...
...that has me riveted to the screen every Sunday night as I watch these couples try to work through their shit. All of it, of course, is related to that most complex of issues, S.E.X.---getting it, not getting it, using it for some other objective (as a substitute for love, to procreate, etc.)---and the four couples involved are all twisted up about it in some very real, very relative way.
It got me to thinking about things we could and couldn't live without, so I decided to examine the idea of sacrifices in relationships, and perhaps keep this theme going as a running topic that I continue to explore. Why not start with the obvious---sex? What if you really loved your mate, but the sex was wack, weak, problematic, or just plain ol' nonexistent? Could you live with that? Yes? No? Okay then, let's make a choice...
If you had to give up one of two things in your relationship with your significant other... FOREVER AND EVER IT WILL BE GONE...which would it be?
Sex...

...or Television*?
In this particular scenario, you and your mate will either never ever have sex again (but have all the TV your big eyes can watch!), or you'll never ever watch TV again, but always have intimacy and the human touch to get yourselves by.**
Which would you give up? Has something like this happened to you before in a relationship? Is it happening now? Do tell...
*If you're not a TV person, substitute the internet instead.
**Don't think this is a far-fetched sacrifice. This kind of thing is happening in relationships every day with people who'd rather watch TV and go to sleep (or get on the internet) than get down with their mate. These relationships may eventually fail or succumb to infidelity as a result of such choices, or they may thrive if both partners agree that sex (or TV or the internet) won't be missed. No more "American Idol" or no more nookie...what would you do?
HBO: Tell Me You Love Me |
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| Ch-Ch-Ch-Changes... |
| Friday, October 05, 2007 |
 Yeah, yeah, save your jawin'. See, what had happened was... Aww, forget it. A lot of you know the details. Busy year, busy summer, major changes, yada, yada, WTF. I did a few posts back in July and early August, trying to keep up a level of normalcy, but I've had a lot of adjusting to do so I've mostly been ghost since then. Many of you have checked in with me via e-mail and phone. For those who called, see Fun Fact #3 on the left side of this newly-designed page (and please, don't take it personally...I love you to pieces for thinking of me...phones just freak me out; I get all "trapped rat" and everything...trust me, I'm doing you a favor). And a billion thanks for the hundreds of birthday wishes I received last week---here, on my MySpace page, via e-mails, et al. You guys sure know how to make a girl feel good.
Anyway, I'm back. New look, new town, new buncha stuff. Bigger, better, faster, stronger. I figured I'd jazz this page up a little while I was at it. Not sure if that's a white girl at the top or not, but I like the look, so for now, she stays. (Love me, love that white girl at the top...let's just say she's 'lightskinned,' how about that?)
Feel free to come through on the regular again. I'll be here, slowly but surely building my way back up to regular posting. The man of the house has already returned to regular posting on his site, so please pop in over there as well (if you're not already frequenting the place).
And since a party ain't a party without some dancing, here's our resident skank...
...ready to celebrate as only she can. Why look, she even brought out her pole for you.

Enjoy!!!
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| When Other People Try To Come Between You And Your True Love. |
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In this particular case, unfortunately, I'm the other person coming between what is obviously a soulmate connection of epic proportion, aka, a couple known as Damon DC and Lo. No, not that one, this one:
This is a love affair like no other. Lo (the black, furry one pictured above) has a wild adoration for Damon DC unlike anything I've ever seen. I'm sure she shakes her paws nightly at the heavens for cursing her with fur, claws, a tail (that actually works in her favor, as Lo has hips like a black chick), and the inability to truly be with "her man." I'm in the way, keeping her from her soulmate. That still doesn't stop her from curling up next to him every night, waiting anxiously at the door for him to return each day from the office, and looking upon him lovingly as he writes, blogs, checks e-mail, whatever.
Make no mistake, I am in the way, as far as she's concerned. I've been checking over my shoulder of late, in case any errant banana peels...
...and what-not start appearing in unexpected places, like near the landing where the stairs are that lead to the basement. Lo thinks I'm cockblocking, and nothing---not even the woman who's cared for her for the past eight years---is going to get in her way.
Don't let the babyface fool ya...
 This cuddly lil' bytch is vicious when it comes to " her man"!!!
Previously: The Lo Zone: Part 4 Of Lo's Bytch Lo's First Celebrity Podcast!!! Previously: The Lo Zone: Part 3 Of Lo's Bytch Lo's First Celebrity Podcast!!! Previously: The Lo Zone: More Of Lo's Bytch Lo's First Celebrity Podcast!!! Previously: The Lo Zone: Lo's Bytch Lo's First Celebrity Podcast!!! Previously: Lo's Podcasts: My First Celebrity Interview/Podcast!!! Previously: Lo's Podcasts: Checka, Checka, Check!!! |
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