Musings of a Humbled Diva...

Let me say right off the bat, I don't know Mo'Nique. We haven't met... yet. However, I'm sure if Mo'Nique knew who I was and where to find me, I would've been a guest on her show a long time ago. It's my fault. I've been irresponsible. My Diva-dom had been humbled by more than a few falls from grace and it drove me underground. Yes, I was hiding out in an inauthentic life, shucking my responsibility as a leader/mentor by pretending to be, how shall I say it? Mediocre. That's when it hit me it was time to resurrect the Humbled Diva. But where would I begin? I mean the 21st century is a bitch, all a twitter with LinkedIn and Facebook. I'm old... der. My cell phone is smaller than a 3x5 card, I don't have a touch screen, I fail to text 24/7. I mean who wants to learn this new gidgety gadgetry mess? Fact is, I must ignore this question. I must learn. I have no choice if I wanna be in the game of being a guest on The Mo'Nique Show.

IPhone4 here I come!

Hello? Who wouldn't want to be on Mo'Nique's show? She has obvious warmth, across the board talent, the feel is family, the crowd is loving every minute, co-host, Rodney Perry is hilarious and the funky music of Big Jim and the Penthouse Players makes me wanna get up and dance, and I do, I do.  Baby, baby, baby...yes! Watch, you'll see...

What moves me most are the profiles in courage of her guests. Miss Mo'Nique gets them sharing and it's awesome! Tommy DeBarge made me weep with his addicted-to-crack story, cheer his comeback and pat my feet to the beat of his new release. Marion Jones, the fastest woman in the world went to jail for steroids, lost her Olympic medals and came out a better mother for it with a big humanitarian message. And oh yes, I was watching the night Mo'Nique looked into the camera and said, "Kobe, bring your ass on my show!" And he did, dammit! Shout out to human technology and social media! Esperanza Spalding is nothing short of incredible and thank you Mo'Nique for having her on. A lot of people never heard of her or missed her performance at the 2009 Nobel Peace Prize in Norway and at the White House Poetry Jam. Miss Esperanza, you are pure inspiration and deserved every bit of that Grammy... and while I'm on the subject of female bassists, a big shout out to the great Marion Hayden from Detroit. You rock!

When I'm a guest on Mo'Nique, the journey will have been worth it. I wanna say to the world, to everyone watching. we need more African American female comediennes standing up all around America. We need more women of color on those stages in your hometown. Just one female voice on the lineup makes women in the audience sit up straighter. Trust me. I want to encourage every woman who has ever had the glimmer of a fantasy to do stand up comedy, please run to the closest open mike in your city and sign up. Voices, needed. Don't worry about enriching, bombing or making a fool of yourself. You will. Might as well get it over with asap. Matter of fact, sign up with the intention of bombing. Do it on purpose. I did. Free your fears and the funny will follow...

Matter of fact, a shout out to Sheryl Underwood who founded the African American Female Comedienne Association sometime ago in the 1990's. I got the t-shirt, the little baseball cap with the logo and newsletter. I was a proud member living in Toronto at the time. Hey Sheryl is the association still around? You did a good with that, gurl. It was a strong move.

Back to Mo'Nique...

Mainly, I wanna be on The Mo'Nique Show to prove Wallace D. Wattles had the Science of Getting Rich right when he said, "By thought, the thing you want is brought to you. By action, you receive it." If Wattles is right, then anybody's possibility is possible or in those other famous words:

"Bow-wow-wow, yippee yo', yippee yay! Bow-wow, yippee yo', yippee yay!" - Atomic Dog

Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to a stand-up adventure in becoming a guest on The Mo'Nique Show. Get out there female comediennes and wannabe's, grab a mike and put some meat on your funny bones!