My best friend Kat has been telling me since college that I need to hurry up and write something so we can go to Oprah. I’m flattered that she thinks I could create something so fantastic that it would warrant an invitation from Ms. O.

And so many other people have been encouraging me to write a book about my experiences as a black person who is regularly mistaken for white (among other races). Authoring a book is at the top of my To-Do List in life. I can do it. I should do it. I will do it. Someday. I figure a blog is a good way to test-draft (Did I just make up a word?) my stories.

I will use this space to recount the good, the bad and the ugly experiences, questions, conversations and challenges I’ve encountered growing up black, or as I like to call it – ethnically ambiguous, in the South.

Some names and places will be changed to protect the ignorant, I mean the innocent.

Be prepared to laugh, think, get angry and possibly change the way you look at people. As the old saying goes, “Never judge a book by its cover.” I’m living proof of that.