That Big Dude
I get my energy from my inner Gee - Wasalu Muhammad Jaco
Thursday, August 25, 2011
3 Fingers (the title will make sense eventually)
Friday, August 12, 2011
Nas X Common X The Ghetto
This is what I call A 2fer..what a good day for video posting. And for the girls who hated the beard before...its bout to get worse...Salutes Common
Thursday, August 11, 2011
Monday, August 8, 2011
I Fell in Love at a Donut Shop ...ok the Dunkin Donuts adjacent to the Shell gas station...
Why must you trifle with my affections and toy with my heart.
For alas, as you were aware, I had purchased 10 munchkins...yet Ye hath given me 4 more to accompany the 10 purchased.
I dare not swoon for the risk of looking weak in thine eye, especially as my head would bounceth off of your cool, clean, porcelain floor. Verily, I say I would be literally head over heels.
Yet, I have had my advances previously spurned by yet another pastry maiden.
The krispy kreme whore.
Whose beauty is only matched by her treachery.
Verily I say to thee my heart can not take being torn asunder yet again.
But the pureness of your bavarian cream makes ones quiver...uh quiver.
Alas that thine motives be as clear as thine windiws, soon, next marrow leave me an extra strawberry sprankled delight and I will have no chose but to admit...
...I'M IN LOVE!!!!!!!!
Friday, August 5, 2011
Song of the Day: Gucci Gucci by Krayshawn
This is my song of the day. You don't have to like it. It's catchy and undeniable. The simple fact is this girl got a $1,000,000 deal off of it. So whether we like her or not she has done something right. Anyway please ignore the fact that I am jumping from Kirk to Krayshawn...I would say my musical taste is more of a potpourri of genres... some might even say I'm a musical slore...whille Krayshawn is brand a slore (nice segue back aye)...a Hypseter if you please. Not to be confused with a Hipster. I hope the picture below helps.
Anyway its a pretty tite song and probably the only one(cuz the other ones are garbage) you will like from the white girl who is running around saying nigga and has not kufi smacked yet. I'm just saying...
p.s. real talk doe her and her like lil friend are kinda sweet
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
i'm back like cooked crack ( i'm not really sure what that means)
Greetings. Hi. Hello. This is me gathering my thoughts (by greeting the reader in several different ways). Now that we are thoroughly greeted I would like to make a confession. I have been cheating on you Blogger. She is younger, easier to more with less, and she is pretty popular. Her name is Tumblr. But you see, for all those reason I was messing around with her, it is those reason I have tired of her. I have not felt truly challenged, or as if I have created anything. (Warning Warning: you are about to enter a spin zone. While in this zone, if one is not careful, a person could easily step into a uh…cow pie. This zone is usually established when a person has been caught in , or is about to tell a lie, or attempt to recover from a …uh…tall tale. i.e. anything a cheating significant other says after being caught cheating. Tou have been warned and management will not be responsible for any ruined shoes as a result of entering this zone.) See, see,uh… originally I was messing with Tumblr...for uh…you Blogger. See I was with Tumblr to learn tricks I was gonna come back to show you. Like What? Uh… like…DAILY POSTINGS…yea…daily postings. I was gonna like learn how to increase my volume with Tumblr and use it with you. So you see, I really did this for you.
As much as that sounded like malarkey, it is the somewhat truth. My return however, can be attributed to, as most things I do, to a girl, female, (Behold) a lady. Attributed to the fact that once you see someone effective express them self in a clear and concise manner, it is …inspiring to say the least. So once again I am back with an idea of how I want to do a blog. And the truth is I know a litte bit of a lot, but that is what makes up me. So this will be me putting me on paper. My audience is me. Some things should be said simply to say it and vent it. I will try not to use names if is, somewhat, juicy, simply because most of the” who” of which I may, or may not speak of are universal. People are universal and the details are not necessary. Plus people who know who I am probably will know who the “who” are, thus adding unnecessary drama to my life. Also I may weave in other people’s stories and life events and telling their names would just be wrong. This is going to be either great, oooor just like every other time I have stopped and started.








