Tina Farris

June 27, 2009

Slingbox, Soho London and Michael Jackson….

It’s 5am. Once again, I’m in same London hotel room not able to sleep. Didn’t even need the drugs or the alcohol to stay awake. Every […]
June 16, 2009


I’m trying out a couple of my journal entries from tours past and present. Let me know your thoughts. 4:30amRIIIIING!!!“Hhhhello?”“Ma’am?”“Yes?”“Um, do you have any black guys […]
June 11, 2009

Dialnet – My hero

There is a very special store on Melrose, one block away from Johnny Rockets. They fix that stupid charger port on the stupid Blackberry when it […]
June 9, 2009

“My Dogs wear my collars, Sirs. And let no one at this table ever forget that.”

Oh Helen Mirren, oh Queen Elizabeth. If people just understood that. It doesn’t have to be a bad thing. I mean, people are slaves to a […]
June 4, 2009

36 hours and counting

I’m looking across my hotel room to my made up bed at 9am. Nope. I shore didn’t sleep in it. Nope, I sat on the couch […]
June 1, 2009


I’m so black Greg Tate ain’t got nuthin’ on me. I am completely and utterly sunburnt. I just swore up and down that my melanin would […]