Friday, October 22, 2010

Monday, August 16, 2010

Hey, it's all good. But...

Thank you, Dr. Laura! This chick, laura schlessinger, has sparked a new racial debate concerning the N Word, and ultimately, racism in a Post-President Obama Era. An African-American woman called into her show seeking advice about her White husband's racially insensitive family. Somehow, laura thought that meant it was the opportunity to talk about how black comics use the N word on HBO. And then the best part was, laura told the caller before hanging up on her "If you're that hypersensitive about color and don't have a sense of humor, don't marry outside of your race,". I guess, somehow, black comics and HBO have officially become the representatives of all black people in the world. Not sure I see the connection, but doesn't matter. What I have to say to little miss laura is "it's all good". As a child of God and an American woman, you have every right to say whatever the hell you want to say. Good on you. Don't apologize for it. I actually wouldn't have minded if you had used it 100 more times. Get it off your chest. NOW...with that being said, let me say this. I feel that just like you feel like you have the right to do/say whatever you want to say. We have the right to find you while you're walking to your car, and bash your face in. Consequences and Repercussions. Cause and Effect. You call me a Nigga, I punch you in the mouth. You call me a Nigga twice, I hit you in the temple with a brick. Simple math to me. Black folks, we have begun to rely on other people to fight our battles for us. News reports and Al Sharptons and everybody else doing it in the limelight. But we, as black people, should take matters into our own hands.

You can fool whoever you want to with this whole "there's a black president in office so clearly racism doesn't exist" shit all you want. But you ain't fooling me. Racism is charged and worse than I've ever seen it in my lifetime. And I've been called quite my share of Niggas growing up in St. Louis, MO. But my friends and I didn't call our moms. Or Jesse Jackson. Nope. We walked around with a pocket full of rocks and if you decided to drive by and get a nice loud "nigga" off of your chest, your back window was coming out. After awhile, they'd get tired of replacing a rear windshield and putting little baby Jon Doe's head in danger while he's sitting in his child's seat in the back. Cause and Effect.

These tea baggers are out there with their guns and poster boards spreading fear and talking about how they have the right to bare arms. 1st of all, you'd NEVER see a large group of ANYBODY with guns protesting outside of the white house with ANY OTHER PRESIDENT. Talking about how it's their right to bare arms. It just wouldn't happen. But whatever, all good. Let's move past that. Keep your guns and do your thing. But I say, people of color, we join the tea baggers. Go out there with weapons, locked and loaded with signs that say "We Got Gunz 2". Write it that way to make sure they can read it. They rally? We rally. They protest. We march right beside 'em, ready to protect our rights (and our President) by whatever means necessary. You tea baggers act crazy. But let me introduce you to my Uncles Turtle, Dale and Donnie standing amongst you with some automatic weapons aimed at your head. You ain't seen that type of crazy yet. At the very least, it'll make you want to rethink all of that nonsense fox news has been shoving down your throat. They forgot to tell you that "We Got Gunz 2". Consequences and Repercussions.

See, I'm good on all of these fake apologies. You don't have to apologize to me. Because you're not sorry. It's actually more disrespectful and I'd rather you just stick by what you said. Be a woman/man about it. I'd rather see laura with her two front teeth knocked out and a swollen eye and taking the elevator to work because she's in a wheelchair. I could guarantee you she wouldn't say the N word ever again. Matter of fact, she might just delete the letter N from her vocabulary all together.

So here's my theory on the N word. People have been debating and trying to explain why it should or shouldn't be said. I'll make it simple. You say it, you deal with the consequences. And I'm not talking about your job. I'm talking about your livelihood. No more talking. They don't listen to reasonable thinkers and speakers. Sometimes you have to deal with a child like a child. Get on their level. With force and rallies and protests. Make noise. Slap somebody. Break something. Stop trying to reason with unreasonable people. Stand your ground and grow a backbone and the next person that says the N word around you and you don't like it, fuck it. Hit 'em with a bat. My father told me at a young age that a nigger didn't have anything to do with the color of your skin. A nigger simply meant that someone was ignorant. So laura, let me be the first person to call you a nigger. And definitely with the 'er'. Not the 'a'. Because you've earned it.

"A wise man never argues with a fool. Onlookers may not be able to tell the difference." -Mark Twain

"Now you wanna walk around talking about guns, like I ain't got none, what you think I sold 'em all?" -Dr. Dre

Friday, April 30, 2010


My first real trip to the rodeo didn't go quite like I planned. I remember getting suited up and mounting that bronco and felt on top of the world. Then the next thing I know, the gate opened and everything changed. I got bucked to the ground so hard that every bone in my body shook. The audience laughed at me. The announcers scathed me. My other friends, who had driven miles and miles to see me, could only give me the obligatory smile and nod and then talked about me behind my back. "I knew he wouldn't be able to do it". "Too ambitious" they would muster under their breath as they walked away. And there I was, hours after the rodeo, still sitting in the same patch of dirt wondering what the hell happened. It all happened so quickly, that sitting there banged and bruised physically and mentally, was the last place I had imagined myself. I wasn't prepared for THAT. I had planned on setting a record time on that bronco. Something that had never been done before.

I haven't posted since September 2009. Because since then, I had been sitting on that patch of dirt. Now let's bring it to reality for a moment. If you know me and have been keeping up with me, you know that I am a slasher. Actor/writer/musician/director/producer/overallentertainerandartist. And sometimes that can be a tricky thing. What I'm about to say, I mean with every inch of my body: There is absolutely nothing in this world that I cannot do. Nothing. And from that strong belief in myself is born an undying ambitiousness that allows me to see no barriers or restrictions. I can or I can. Even after setbacks (some call them failures) Now, I actually want you to go back and read my previous post and then come back and read this one. It'll give you a clearer picture of where I am no and where I was.

Back? Ok see...that guy who posted that blog, he had just got on the bronco. The gate hadn't been opened yet. Flash forward to today. The film fell through disasteriously. One of my closest friends in life left me holding the bag on an almost 4M dollar film and ultimately the financial responsibility. I lost pretty much every dollar I had saved. To avoid eviction, I sold all of my stuff and moved in with my cousin. Used almost all of my favors that I had gathered in this industry and bet it all on this project. But two weeks before shooting, my friend/financier decided not to put the rest of the money in and the walls came crashing down. Hard. And there I was, quickly being thrust from a great high to a devastating low.

People looked at me with that smug "I told you so" face. (Which I later realized was fear. Because even though I fell, they were nervous that I was about to do something so simple but so complex. And that's - what I said I would do) So now, I had/have 2 choices. Either pack it up and never ride a rodeo again. Or get up and get back on that bucking bronco. And I'm up. Stronger and better than ever. And I still stand by everything that I said.

So for YOU...don't let small setbacks set YOU back. You keep going. Learn from it. Grow from it. And ultimately, you will end up in a better place than when you started. (You see, while I was in that dirt, I wrote another script. 'Cause I had some things on my chest....and now, it's one of my best pieces to date. Would that have happened had I not been bucked down? I don't know...)

But anyway- I'm back. And I'm not going anywhere. I'm like a small crack in your windshield. At first, it seems non significant. Not a big deal. But eventually, that crack is going to spread if you keep putting pressure on it. And eventually, it's either time to replace the window completely, or it's going to break completely. I'm the crack. The industry is the windshield. Let me in or I'mma bring this whole muthaf***a down!

J Lee

Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Jump Right in!

Carol Lee is my mom and she is awesome. She is empowering. She is the eldest of 7, stubborn, strong willed and till this day, I believe she can do anything in the world. Her light and her aura is so grand, it took me 23 years to learn that she was only 5'2.

She has instilled in me something invaluable. And that is a fearlessness and an ability to jump right into a deep end and not drown. Whether you know how to swim or not. You will float to the top. I'm just a kid from St. Louis who was never taught that things were impossible. Impossible to me just means it's never been done before. The word can't had no power or place in the Lee residence. It just didn't make sense like Gz%e\ye doesn't make sense. It doesn't register. My brain can't digest it. I'm a Can'titarian.

Most people don't start something because they're afraid that they will fail, therefore, failing a mission they haven't even tried. Talk talk talk talk and when the door of opportunity arises, they're still talking about what they're going to do. And that door closes and they're still talking waiting on the next door. But sometimes when that door opens you just gotta go through. Shoes untied, belt unbuckled and a wrinkled shirt. What the person outside 'talking' doesn't realize is that even if while in this door of opportunity, things don't go as smoothly as planned. Or it turns out it's much harder than you thought and you start to second guess whether or not you should have come through when you did. There is always another door or a hallway or a vent that opens along the way. But you can't see that from the stoops outside talking to yourself. You gotta get in there. And behind another door is someone else in a hallway trying to figure out how to get to another elevator shaft. They see you, and you plan together. Then you run into more people figuring shit you and you're right there with them. Navigating this crazy Land of Can.

The door is open now and you are where you are now for a reason. If you believe you are ready enough you are ready enough. If you believe you can you can.

Think about it like this. God wouldn't even let you SEE that door if you weren't ready to go through. It's as simple as that. The door has probably been there for awhile now, you just didn't see it yet. You didn't have the right people in your life yet. You didn't have the right life experiences or hardships yet. You hadn't gone through the proper training camp yet. But now that you see it, you've got to trust that you see it for a reason. And don't let your fears and other people's fears get in your way.

In closing - holla at your boy
"You don't get a quote"

Monday, August 24, 2009


I'm a boss. Yeah, I said it and I'm proud of it. I think I always knew it, but sometimes I forget. And sometimes, the Man Upstairs reminds me just how boss you are.

Over the past 2 years, As an actor I've been up for a lot of really good projects. Came close to a lot of them and got disappointed when I didn't get them. Thought these were 'career changing' roles. But alas, just wasn't my time.

But every time I missed on a film, I went back home and worked on my own thing. Worked on my own scripts and projects and ideas. I tried my hardest not to let self-doubt and fear set in because they will knock on your door as soon as you let them know you're lonely. So every time I missed on a project, like clockwork, something else popped up. Produce a tv show here. Do a voice over there. Get inspiration for a script here. So here it is, a couple years after I didn't get cast in a film that I thought would have changed my career. And I'm now producing a script that I wrote during that time frame. And I wrote myself a part in it. So the person who decides if I get the role is none other than yours truly. And I think I'll give myself the role.

My boy J.R. said it perfectly. "Some people are meant to come into the game as workers. And some are meant to come in as bosses". What are you? Either one is fine? But which one are you? I came into the game hoping that a casting director would hire me. Now, I hired a casting director to cast my film. See how that works?

You may think you want something. But God has bigger and better plans for you that you haven't even thought about. Your dreams are nothing but goals with plans. Simple as that. And when the breakdown for my film came out today it gave me a friendly reminder. I'm a boss.

J Lee
-whether you think you can or cannot. You are right

Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Doing it!


Mane! Ya boy J Lee has been busy. But busy is good in LA. For the past month or so, I've been working as a producer for a new TV show called "Pay It Off" which will air later this year.

While I'm doing that, I'm finishing the re-write for the big epic/fantasy script that writing partner and I have telling the story of one of the dopest Greek monsters in history.

While I'm doing that, I'm prepping for another movie that my writing partner and I wrote. And we're getting ready to shoot it later this year. And if you know'll love this story of how it came to be.

We wrote the script about 2 years ago. Once our BIG BUDGET script got picked up by a studio, it sat on the shelf as we had to do re-write after re-write for the big boy. Meanwhile, this little comedy was sitting back waiting on his turn. One day, we decided to take it out, brush the dust off and take another look at the comedy. And while we were doing that, I said to myself "this b***h is funny. I forgot we wrote that". And suddenly something hit me. And I said 'I'm going to shoot this'. When I wake up in the morning, I try to take a moment to just Before I get on my phone and start emailing and all the things that consume my day. I go out by my pool. Breathe and pray. And that's when I'm the most clear. And in that moment, it made sense. And I realized that I had everything I needed to make this movie happen.

Made a few calls. Connected a few dots. And here I am in preproduction for my film. Director, casting director, producers, script attached. The journey will be long, but I'm on the trail and I'm prepared for the haul.

Anyway..what else? That's it. Shooting a movie. Producing a TV show. Re-writing a script. Living life. And I'm happy.

So..moral of the story is what? I don't know. But I do know that all the lumps you take along the path only prepare you for when you're ready to do what it is you do. Over the past 2-3 years, my oven has heated up, placed me inside, burned me, had me on hold..and just when I thought I heard the 'ding' and was done in that oven and ready to get kept me in there just a little longer. But that only made me stronger once I came out. Ya dig? So enjoy the struggle, folks. Because that's what keeps you going. Just keep some sunscreen handy 'cause undoubtedly you will be tested in the heat. Just know. You won't burn. You can't burn. You're fire proof.

But if YOU don't believe that...I won't either ;-)

J Lee

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Thong Song!

This post is just in time for the summer.

You guys remember the "Thong Song" by Sisqo? I came across it on youtube today and was ROLLING. If you remember the video, you remember it had a few nice video 'actors' in bikins, dancing on the beach. The song was eh, whatever...but the video made you forget about the song. But peep the video and then we'll discuss why Sisqo is an idiot. Whether you like the video or not, you at least have to get to the 1:50 mark.

Dude..all these bad chicks laying on the beach half butt nekkid, shining and probably tipsy from Malibu and pineapple and this dude is doing back flips on the beach. What the hell is Sisqo thinking? When was the last time you hopped in your drop top benz, sped to the beach, saw some bad chicks, and then decided to go and do a back hand spring for no reason? Who does that?! I don't care if my hair is silver and I got my bird chest out and I'm wearing some hammer pants, if I'm on some chicks, I'm good to go. But if I'm doing gymnastic flips and kicking up sand on chicks trying to get it in...please feel free to slap me.

J Lee
-sorry it's been so long since my last note, folks. But I'm baaaaack!

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Letting go...

Let it go. Seems like a simple concept but sometimes it's easier said than done. My mother used to always tell me that sometimes you have to let go of the bad stuff you've got in your hand to let a blessing inside.

I remember when I made my decision to leave Family Guy like it was yesterday. I had a great job. Worked with great people on one of the most successful shows on television. But I knew I had to make a move. And on paper, I did it at the worst time. It was the beginning of the year, I didn't have a lot of money, and no gig lined up. But in the back of my mind, I knew I had to let go of one thing to get another. And it took my willingness to plunge off of the bridge with no parachute and only talent, hope, and God on my side for me to realize...that I cannot fail. I will not hit the bottom. It just won't happen. And as soon as I left, all of sudden 'luck' kicked in. And if you read my blogs, you know I don't believe in luck. Luck is nothing more than opportunity meeting preparation. So moral of that story is stay ready so you never have to get ready. And even though it might feel like you can't take that leap of faith. Just know that you can.

Sometimes you have things in your life that you know you shouldn't have there, but just can't seem to shake it. It's like a drug. At the time, it feels great. But when you step back and look at your situation, you realize that this 'thing' is no good for you. But it's too late. You're stuck on it. You try to 'make it work'. And this can be a person, a relationship, a can be anything. And the only advice I can give is that you're going to have to be in that 'uncomfortable' area for a lil bit. That 'lonely' place. That ..'damn, I should just call 'him/her' place. That 'damn, I'mma quit this drug tomorrow. Just one more hit'. That "at the end of the week, I'm quitting this dreadful job.". But you can't give in. You have to go through with it and when it feels like s***, you have to stay there. And it's going to suck. And it's going to hurt. And it's going to feel bad. But at the end of it all, you're going to end up in a much better place than where you started. But are you willing to go through the fire to come out golden?

It's still early in 2009. If you've got some baggage you need to throw out, throw it out now. Because one thing you don't get back is time. And you don't want to lose valuable time on something that you know is bad for you. Let it go. Trust me. Something better is waiting on you.

"Why everything that's supposed to be bad make me feel so good?
Everything they told me not to, is exactly what I would.
Man I tried to stop man, I tried the best I could but...
You make me smile.
What's your addiction? Is it money? Is it girls? Is it weed?
I've been afflicted. By not one. Not two, but all three.
She's got the same thing about me, but more about us
So she's coming over. So I guess that means I'm a drug"

~Kanye West - Addiction

Friday, February 06, 2009

On a positive note

I just read the last few of my blogs. I said 'whew...that boy J Lee is angry' lol. Nah, just had some things on my mind, folks. So getting back on the positive side of positivity, I decided to come back and do a little lighter blog. Something happy. Smile for the camera.

I was cast in a new film and will be heading to northern California next month to shoot. Should be a good time. It's a scary movie and if you know me, I don't even watch scary movies. But it'll be cool to be a part of one that's well done. Plus, my boy Gary lives up there so on my off days, I'll go up and hoop out the cats at his 24 hour fitness. J Lee AKA 'dribble drive', AKA 'no, you guard him', AKA 'where do you play ball?'. And on Monday, I'll be going back in for the new Cleveland show (spin off of Family Guy) to record the voice for my character, Rod.

What else, what else. Finished about 3 other scripts and they're making the rounds in Hollywood. I feel like 2009 is starting to shape out pretty cool. A lot of the stuff I was working on last year is finally starting to sprout. AND, I have one project in particular that...if it goes through, your boy J Lee will be quite a happy camper. I'm talking, first round's on me. No matter what city you're in. I'll fly there, and first round is on me.

Ok. That's it. I'm out.

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Do you love America? Really?

American Flag

Today is Jan 20th, 2009 and we just inaugurated the 44th President of The United States of America. Barrack Hussein Obama. It is a proud moment in not just our lives, but lives spread across the entire world. Truly it is. And the fact that this great man was sworn in as the 1st Black man to be the Head Of State, a day after Martin Luther King's holiday, is just an added bonus.

But I got some things on my chest that I need to get off. To all of those people who didn't vote for President Obama. For Fox News, who were openly biased and racist during the entire election coverage who who immediately after his inauguration tried to let us know the 'problems' in President Obama's speech, for the teachers and institutions who punish people for wearing Barack Obama T-Shirts to school And kicking kids off of school buses for saying President Obama's name this next part is for you.

When does your difference in opinion over the man who is now our leader, become disrespectful? And furthermore, unpatriotic? You pride yourselves so much on being American and how much you love America, but you ride the line of utter insolence, so much so, that you actually don't even deserve to call yourself an American. So many Americans stood by our country and our President(s) during some of the worst things in history. Wars, economic hardships, bailouts, hate crimes, civil rights, slavery and the list goes on and on. You name it, we stood by and dealt with it. But we still stood with the tag and pride of calling ourselves American. Now, we have a very qualified and important man ready to lead our nation through the bulls***t the last one dealt us, and you STILL won't give the man the respect he's due. How can YOU call yourself American. To those people, you're even more of a hypocrite than that word will allow. To those who were all about the war and keeping America safe from those terrorists; you wanted us to shut up and ride or die with the President. It was Un-American if you didn't. And now, because you're afraid of change and you're afraid of what American REALLY is (a nation of nations), you want to pout like a little bitch and continue to turn your back. Well guess what. You're a part of the problem. Not the solution, my friend. Mind you, I don't mind if you voted against the man or who you voted for. And you might have problems with him. He's not perfect by any means. But at some point you need to get on the bus or get the f*** out of the way because we don't have time to go back and teach you that the ways of the old days are long gone and change is inevitable. And you know what, whether you like it or not, Preisdent Barack Obama is YOUR president too. So shut the f*** up, pay your taxes, and for God's sake, quit being a hypocrite and respect the man in charge. Period. That, or get the f*** out.


"When Black will not be asked to get back.
When Brown can stick around.
When Yellow will be mellow.
When the Red Man can get ahead, man.
And when White will embrace what's right.
Let all those who do justice and love mercy say Amen. Say Amen. And Amen!"
'Reverend Lowery during President Barack Obama's Benedection

About Me

Just a guy trying to put his stamp on the world. Everything else you need to know about me, will probably be in this blog.