Laurence Fishburne is returning to television with his new role on CSI, so I thought I'd bring back one of his previous moments on TV. In the late 80s, he had a recurring role as Cowboy Curtis on Pee-Wee's Playhouse. Yeehaw!

3LW occupies the same part of my memory bank as City High, which is why one is coming after the other. The song — but especially the rap interlude — had me chuckling then and now. I'm not sure how or why 3LW booted out that one girl and morphed into the extremely-lucrative Cheetah Girls, but it seemed to have worked out well for them. And the booted-out member is currently playing Lil Kim in the much-hyped Notorious biopic, so I suppose things could be worse for her, too.

Remember the short-lived, but inexplicably (to me) famous, City High? I was never a fan,* although a part of me thought that I might have just been a hater, because the guy I was talking to at the time had a monstrous, annoying crush on lead singer Claudette and so many people seemed to love them. Now that I've given it some years and taken another listen, I don't think I definitely wasn't being a hater.

*I do love this song, though.

D'Angelo's remake of "Cruisin'." Happier times for our troubled crooner.

All the talk of Michael Phelps and how amazing of an Olympian he is (and he is) should remind folks of another amazing Olympian with a rack of medals — track and field phenom Carl Lewis. Here he is winning the gold in long jump at the 1988 Seoul Olympics.

One of my good friends just got back from touring with Saul Williams. His stories about traveling the world with the poet/writer/musician inspired this morning's Rewound, a tune called "The Bottle," from one of my favorite black poets, Gil Scott-Heron.

Wine's a little more expensive than the $1.09 it used to be, but it can still be just as damaging, which, unfortunately, keeps this track timely. That it's still amazing is all the work of Gil.

Bernie Mac's segment during Kings of Comedy was his most famous stand-up routine. To honor his untimely passing, here it is! It's very NSFW, but that probably goes without saying.

Isaac Hayes — singer, songwriter, composer, actor, etc. — died Sunday after collapsing near his treadmill in his Memphis, Tenn., home. He was 65. Hayes had just finished working on a movie called Soul Man, which starred Samuel L. Jackson and Bernie Mac, who also just died. Here's Hayes performing his infamous Shaft theme song in 1973. That's Jesse Jackson making the introduction, in case you were wondering.

A comment on yesterday's Morgan Freeman Darkroom post about Lean on Me — "you're killin' your brain cells son" — had me laughing, because I watch this movie every, single time I catch it on television. There's just something about it; I can never turn away. Here are some of the Eastside High boys singing their school song in the bathroom.

According to this video's YouTube page, we should all listen to DMX's version of this song because it's brilliant. I'm partial to Bill Withers, myself, but to each his or her own.

No matter how low budget the video or silly the fashions, a good ol' SWV video will always put me at peace.

When the 1996 U.S. Women's Gymnastic Team — dubbed the Magnificent Seven — won the team gold at the Atlanta Olympics, Dominique Dawes became the first black woman of any nationality to win a gold medal in gymnastics. This floor routine, for which she received a 9.850, contributed to her team's victory.

Some may not remember, but Jamie Foxx has been diligently trying to make the music thing happened for as long as he's been a comedian/actor. In 1994, he released his debut album and the single "Infatuation." His style hasn't changed.

As the Olympics in Beijing approach, let's reflect on some major moments from Olympics' past. Above, check out the decidedly non-Aryan Jesse Owens sticking a metaphorical running shoe in Hitler's ass during the 1936 Olympics in Berlin, where he won 4 gold medals. He was later quoted as saying that FDR snubbed him worse than Hitler ever could — the White House didn't even bother to send the athlete a telegram.

Thirty-six years ago today, a young woman in a high-collared white dress with transparent bell sleeves and a man with what seems like an impossibly wide and even afro said their I-dos in a Catholic Church in Washington, D.C. Those people were my parents. Their wedding style (you guys should see the bridesmaid dresses!!!!) hasn't exactly stood the test of time, but that doesn't really matter. Their love has. Happy Anniversary, guys!