After all this waiting...and I'm sleepy...here are the pics.
Here's my table:
Here's my homeboy Frankie's table:
Here's Self-Consious:
FlipJays representing with the Eminem Jordan IV's:
Some cats I just met, Sneaker Boy:
They had autographs...dopeness.
And a couple other unnamed cats:
And here is the winner...
I'm tired now...I'll post the cars tomorrow.
Be Safe or Be Smitten.
Still bored...more crap I stole from old blog stuff...
1. What bill do you hate paying the most?
Rent
2. What's the best place to eat a romantic dinner?
Fleming’s
3. Last time you Puked from Drinking?(Details)
At Jon’s cousin’s house after a company said I wouldn’t be a good cultural fit.
4. When is the last time you got drunk and woke up in a strange place?
On the couch at Jon’s cousin’s house.
5. Name of your First Grade Teacher?
I couldn’t tell you.
6. What do you really want to be doing right now?
Sleeping
7. What did you want to be when you were growing up?
A Lawyer
8.How many colleges did you attend before you settled on the one you graduated from?
Ummm…yeah, no. Let’s not even go there.
9. Why did you wear the shirt that you have on right now?
Because I wanted to wear black today.
10. Gas Prices! First Thought?
I should start selling Heroin.
11. If you could move anywhere and take someone with you where would it be and who would you take?
Liz…and it would be somewhere warm, but poor…with lots of internet access.
12. First Thought When the alarm went off this morning?
This is some Bull$#*t.
13. Last thought before Falling asleep last night?
I wish this was easier.
14. Favorite style of Underwear?
Fruit of the Loom comfort band boxer briefs
15. Favorite style of Underwear for the opposite sex?
Ummm…do they have to wear underwear?
16. What Errand/Chore do you despise?
Dusting and cutting grass
17. If you didn't have to work would you?
NOPE!
18. Sex or Sleep?
Sex; plenty of sex…then I can sleep easier.
19. Your Favorite Cartoon Character?
Eeyore
20. Favorite non sexual thing to do at night with a girl/boy?
Play with their hair and talk.
21. A secret that you wouldn't mind everyone knowing?
I love to relace my sneakers.
22. What was your First Car?
1990 Honda Accord coupe…I loved that car.
24. Your Favorite Lunch Meat?
Smoked Turkey
25. What do you get every time you go into a WAWA?
Don’t know yet; I’ve never been to one.
26. Beach Or Lake?
Lake; always.
27. Do you think Marriage is an outdated ritual that was invented by people who died at 20?
No
28. Who do you stalk on MySpace?
No one; I will look at random people sometimes though…
29. Favorite Guilty Pleasure?
Baked Waffles
30. Favorite Movie you wouldn’t want anyone to find out about.
Spanglish
31. What's your drink?
Simply Limeade
32. Cowboys or Indians?
Indians; they got the short end of the stick
33. Cops or Robbers?
Switzerland?
34. Do you cheer for the bad guys?
As long as they are not after me…
35. What Hollywood star do you think resembles you best?
I know one, but I won’t even go there…ok…
Mack 10
34. If you had to pick one which cast member of Sex and the City would you be?
That one black dude that “dated” the one who has sex with everyone.
37. What do you want when you are sick?
Sleep on the couch, and watch tv
38. Who from High School would you like to run into?
Josephus Whitfield
39. What radio station is your car radio tuned to right now?
Ummm…it doesn’t work.
41. Stifler or Oz?
Not sure what this is referencing…
42. Norm or Cliff?
Cliff, he’s way smarter.
43. The Cosby Show or the Simpsons?
The Cosby Show all day.
44. Worst Relationship Mistake that you wish you could take back?
Going to Texas.
47. What Famous person would you like to have dinner with? Alive or Dead?
Jesus is the easy answer…normal human though? Nikola Tesla
49. Have you ever had to use a fire extinguisher for its intended purpose?
Nope, just on a hallway in college…for fun.
50. Last book you read for real?
A Clockwork Orange…again
51. Do you have a teddy bear?
Well, he’s a small panda bear.
54. How many times a day do you text?
-32.8 times
55. at this point in your life would you rather start a new career or relationship?
Career by far.
56. Do you go to church?
Yes, but I need to more.
58. Describe your favorite Day?
In the bed on a mid morning with the woman I love talking about things that only matter to us in that particular situation.
60.How many jobs have you had?
Too many…ummmm…17 I think
61. What would be your "dream job"?
Philanthropist
62. What do you want to achieve in life?
Have a wonderful family, travel, be comfortable, grow in knowledge and wisdom…focus on my purpose.
I know this isn't the first one you read, it's not even the first on on my own blog...but I'm bored, so here we go.
THREE THINGS I AM WEARING RIGHT NOW
1. Black Dress shirt
2. Black dress pants
3. Burgundy tie
THREE THINGS ON MY DRESSER
1. Cologne
2. Deodorant
3. mints
THREE THINGS I WANT TO DO BEFORE I DIE
1. Go to Japan
2. Have a great wife and kids
3. Be happy
THREE GOOD WAYS TO DESCRIBE MY PERSONALITY
1. Clever
2. Fun
3. perceptive
THREE BAD THINGS ABOUT MY PERSONALITY
1. Harsh
2. Mean
3. Did I say Harsh?
THREE PARTS OF MY HERITAGE
1. African-American
2. 1/16th Scottish
3. I'm Yellow!!!
THREE THINGS I LIKE ABOUT MY BODY
1. Hair
2. Face
3. Eyes
THREE THINGS I DON'T LIKE ABOUT MY BODY
1. Butt...(I'm a man...it isn't suppose to be this big...)
2. Chin...it's too small
3. Fingers
THREE THINGS MOST PEOPLE DON'T KNOW ABOUT ME
1. That I talk differently to certian people that I think can't understand my vocabulary or wouldn't appreciate it...
2. I don't go out of my way to talk to women
3. I'm shy
THREE THINGS I SAY THE MOST
1. That goes hard.
2. Wow
3. …really.
THREE PLACES I WANT TO GO
1. Paris
2. London
3. Tokyo
THREE NAMES THAT I GO BY (other than normal name)
1. Chris
2. C.J. (Family and super-close inner circle family friends call me that.)
3. Christopher
You have a classic style, but you're up-to-date with the latest technology. You're ambitious, competitive, and you love to win. Performance, precision, and prestige - you're one of the elite,and you know it.
Take the Which Sports Car Are You? quiz.
Whatever.
Don't judge me.
I did this years ago, but I'm doing it again...the results may be skewed due to anger, but it's interesting none the less...the web address is in the title...just click it.
Your Existing Situation
Working to improve his image in the eyes of others so as to obtain their compliance and agreement with his needs and wishes.
Your Stress Sources
Feels that life has far more to offer and that there are still important things to be achieved--that life must be experienced to the fullest. As a result, he pursues his objectives with a fierce intensity that will not let go of things. Becomes deeply involved and runs the risk of being unable to view things with sufficient objectivity, or calmly enough; is therefore in danger of becoming agitated and of exhausting his nervous energy. Cannot leave things alone and feels he can only be at peace when he has finally reached his goal.
Your Restrained Characteristics
Wants to broaden his fields of activity and insists that his hopes and ideas are realistic. Distressed by the fear that he may be prevented from doing what he wants; needs both peaceful conditions and quiet reassurance to restore his confidence.
Able to achieve satisfaction through sexual activity.
Your Desired Objective
Urgently in need of rest, relaxation, peace, and affectionate understanding. Feels he has been treated with a lack of consideration and is upset and agitated as a result. Regards his situation as intolerable as long as his requirements are not complied with.
Your Actual Problem
Needs to achieve a stable and peaceful condition, enabling him to free himself of the worry that he may be prevented from achieving all the things he wants.
Odd, huh?
As Always,
Be Safe or Be Smitten...
P.S. Can anyone besides Liz tell me what I mean by my tagline? I wonder if it makes sense to people or not...
...with stupid people. I mean, I don't know what I have to do to make people shut up and leave me alone. If I tell you not to contact me, why would you do it twice in twelve hours? Hmmm? I swore, "Don't contact me" means don't contact me...it doesn't mean "Contact me more"...
You ever feel like you want to kick someone in the head?
With lead boots on?
At the end of a jog?
While you are on speed?
And steroids?
With a target on their head?
For a contest?
Where you would win 800 million?
Euros?
Everyday?
Since birth?
I'm just saying. Some people need to smoke dynamite...for real. Maybe then they wouldn't have any problems. Maybe then they would leave me alone.
Am I that f-ing fantastic?
Am I that fantastic at f-ing?
I don't know, and at this point, I don't care...it's just annoying.
Why would you text someone that you are changing your number so if you want to call, do it soon? Doesn't that defeat the purpose of changing your number? Maybe that's what they do in the bizarro world...I'm not sure. I know one thing, I am so tired of dealing with it. And even though, even though I'm writing about your severe retardation Jenn, I really don't need you to contact me; if you do, I will contact the police, 'kay?
In other news:
Don't you hate it when people ask you a question and then tell you that you are wrong? This f-er at work asked me how something works, then told me I'm wrong. I'm like, "Ummm...do you work here? Since you know so much, why did you call ME?" I hate that. For real. Don't ask me something, then say I'm wrong. That is completely illogical, because if you knew the answer, you are wasting the time of two people's lives with the conversation. It's just, ughh...annoying. Like an itchy sweater...or a bogus orange.
Eventually I'll post about the shoe/car show...but not yet. I keep forgetting the camera in my car.
Be Safe or Be Smitten.
Now I know I wrote a heartfelt post yesterday, but now I can't help myself. Yesterday, I went to visit my dad, and he was watching Casino Royale...it was in HD and they just started the poker scene, so I decided to stay for a bit and watch it. Toward the end, James says something that startled me...something I didn't remember...and something that I didn't expect from a Bond film.
"I have no armour left. You've stripped it from me. Whatever is left of me, whatever is left of me; whatever I am...I'm yours."
That sums it up. Sometimes after analyzing, and critizing my own decisions, my own mistakes, the person that I have edited, the person that I have become after remolding who I am...I forget what I started with. Of course not all of the changes were bad, but I honestly, I honestly don't remember who I use to be before my first hurt...the one that broke my heart; misused my trust. Lowered my confidence...you know. I mean, I know, I KNOW who I am, I just mean I don't know where I started. I don't remember what I was initially...but whatever I am now; I belong to Liz. Does that make me a bitch, maybe. Maybe it just makes me loyal. Maybe it just makes me committed. Maybe it just makes me smart...maybe it makes me all of these things, I don't know. What I do know is though, I know I'm in love with the person that I'm with, and there isn't anything anyone can say to me about her...for real.
I just am.
Y'all need to see this:
Laugh at High Gas Prices With a 282-MPG VW
With gas prices going through the roof and regulators requiring cars to be ever more miserly, Volkswagen is bringing new meaning to the term "fuel efficiency" with a bullet-shaped microcar that gets a stunning 235 mpg.
Volkswagen's had its super-thrifty One-Liter Car concept vehicle -- so named because that's how much fuel it needs to go 100 kilometers -- stashed away for six years. The body's made of carbon fiber to minimize weight (the entire car weighs just 660 pounds) and company execs didn't expect the material to become cheap enough to produce the car until 2012.
But VW's decided to build the car two years ahead of schedule.
According to Britain's Car magazine, VW has approved a plan to build a limited number of One-Liters in 2010. They'll probably be built in the company's prototype shop, which has the capacity to build as many as 1,000 per year. That's not a lot, but it's enough to help VW get a lot of attention while showing how much light weight and an efficient engine can achieve.
VW unveiled the slick two-seater concept six years ago at a stockholder's meeting in Hamburg. To prove it was a real car, Chairman Ferdinand Piech personally drove it from Wolfsburg to Hamburg. At the time, he said the car could see production when the cost of its carbon monocoque dropped from 35,000 Euros (about $55,000) to 5,000 Euros (about $8,000) -- something he figured would happen in 2012. With carbon fiber being used in everything from airliners to laptops these days, VW's apparently decided the cost is competitive enough to build at least a few hundred One-Liters.
VW's engineers -- who spent three years developing the car -- made extensive use of magnesium, titanium and aluminum to bring it in at less than one-third the weight of a Toyota Echo. According to Canadian Driver, the front suspension assembly weighs just 18 pounds. The six-speed transmission features a magnesium case, titanium bolts and hollow gears; it weighs a tad more than 50 pounds. The 16-inch wheels are carbon fiber. The magnesium steering wheel weighs a little more than a pound. How much of the concept car's exotic hardware makes it to the production model remains to be seen.
Low weight only gets you so far in the quest for ultimate fuel economy; aerodynamics plays a big role. The One-Liter is long and low, coming in at 11.4 feet long, 4.1 feet wide and 3.3 feet tall. It features an aircraft-like canopy, flat wheel covers and a belly pan to smooth the airflow under the car. The engine cooling vents open only when needed, and video cameras take the place of mirrors. The passenger sits behind the driver to keep the car narrow. The car has a coefficient of drag of 0.16; the average car comes in around 0.30 and the Honda Insight had a Cd of 0.25.
As for the engine, the concept had a one-cylinder diesel engine producing 8.5 horsepower and 13.5 foot-pounds of torque. Car says the production model will use a two-cylinder turbodiesel for a little more oomph. Doubling the number of cylinders is sure to cut fuel economy, so VW may install a diesel-hybrid drivetrain. The engine turns off at stop lights to save fuel, then automatically restarts when the driver depresses the accelerator pedal.
(Update: The car reportedly has anti-lock brakes, stability control and airbags. According to Canadian Driver, "Volkswagen says the One-Liter Car is as safe as a GT sports car registered for racing. With the aid of computer crash simulations, the car was designed with built-in crash tubes, pressure sensors for airbag control and front crumple zones.")
What's it gonna cost? Car quotes "one well-placed insider" who says the One-Liter could have a sticker price of anywhere from 20,000 to 30,000 Euros (about $31,750 to $47,622). That's a lot of money. But then, the One-Liter, despite its diminutive size, is a lot of car.
Note/Update: Turns out the 282 mpg figure refers to Imperial gallons; the proper figure when converted to U.S. gallons is 235 mpg.
Photos by Volkswagen
I’m not even sure how to start this off; I’m sad. Extremely sad. Sad like someone in my immediate family died sad.
What’s wrong?
Liz is gone. She’s on an airplane headed back to New Jersey. I’ve found the person I’ve been waiting for my whole life; the person that matches who I am, and helps who I’m not. The person that I can watch drool on a pillow, and still find incredibly attractive. The person that I want to raise my unborn children with; the woman that I want to bring my children into the world. She’s my constant. She is the filler of my void. She is my forever. If I could get away with marrying her yesterday, I would have. But we can’t be selfish. There are other things that need to be sorted out first. Like meeting her parents, her meeting mine…meeting her family and friends…me moving to New Jersey…me finding a job there. Lots of things to figure out…and we will figure them out; I just wish we had it figured out already; I wish we were married now. I don’t have doubt about her. It’s a different type of love; I feel an unconditional love. An “I love who you are” love, a “you always look cute” love. It’s a love where I would take care of her and love her no matter what; I’m obligated to her, and I love it. She makes me feel important, smart, clever, worthy, motivated…she makes me feel like I can do everything I’ve ever dreamed. But she also wouldn’t let me waste my time and money with something foolish. She shares my interests…and she shares my passions. I love her. I can’t wait to be with her in the way we were intended.
that I think randomly?
that I have a crush on Zoe Kravitz, Brianna Taylor from RW Hollywood, Sofia Vergara, Kelis, women that have overwhelming confidence, women that are vulnerable even though they are confident?
that I really like kissing better than sex?
that I crave women like they're a drug?
that music can make me feel that way all of a sudden?
that it it's Hip-Hop sometimes?
that I'm a ridiculous amount of horny every Friday?
that I enjoy a slight bite when I kiss?
that I like to feel a woman's fingernails trail my skin?
that I think about women more than anything else at all during my day?
that I think about sneakers almost as much as I think about women?
that I care about tomorrow, but not as much as I care about today?
that Jay-Z used the word vehemently?
that I think it's dope?
that I could care less what type of car I drive?
that I would care if I was rich?
...I don't know. I just wonder...
Be Safe or Be Smitten...
So like most negros...I never had REAL sushi before. Like, I've tried a California roll from like, the grocery store...but nothing authentically prepared before my eyes...so here is my experience at
Tsukasa, pronounced SU-Casa...you know, your house...I thought the title was cute. Anyway, this was a total different experience for me. Well, for one, I've never been on a real business lunch. For two, this was to celebrate my awesomeness...that's new, well, at least for a company to do...and for three?
Well, I ate seaweed.
Surprisingly, it was really good. The director of my department kept emphasising the word texture. Like,
"The food is really interesting to taste, the textures keep you interested in the new types of flavors."
He's cool though, he drives a Corvette, and he listens to Seal...so he can't be that bad, huh?
My co-workers Kim
and Kelly
seemed to enjoy themselves too...Kelly more than Kim. Kim was a little picky about the stuff she wanted to actually try. Like, she would say she didn't like it, but she didn't actually eat it yet...odd.
Anyway, here is the sampler we had...
We had some potstickers on the bottom left, salmon top left, shrimp, greenbean, sweet potato, and squash tempura on the middle top, Japanese pickles on the top right, and vege and tuna california rolls on the bottom...wasabi and ginger in the middle...it was good stuff. I also had this other stuff called the pink dragon, and that was amazing...and I had a 911 tuna roll...that was hot...literally.
It was good though. My direct manager chickened out and ate stirfry:
I didn't cheat though, I used chopsticks and everything...
I really enjoyed myself though...I might go back this weekend with Liz; we'll see.
Oh yeah...I did have one pick of myself eating something.
Happy 4th!
Catch me like Spaulding, Catch me like Rawlings...
Who buys sports products by Rawlings anymore?
Anyway, my big weekend is coming up! Lots of shoes and lots of se...bonding with my gf of present...should be good stuff; take that anyway you want to.
...but yeah, it's gonna get kicked off tomorrow night with a Launch party for the Shoe Expo at Self-Consious in the City of Wind...(that's Chicago for those on the slow bus). It should be fun. Rubbing elbows with the sneaker elite...the ones I'm trying to creep into. I acquired about 5-6 pair of shoes last night...kinda hot stuff. I actually want to keep a couple pair...I love these...I think they are hot;
Nike Easter Egg Air Max 180's
Air Jordan Retro 3 Flips
Air Jordan Cement Spi'zikes
I mean, I'm SUPPOSE to sell them for my homeboy, and I'll try, but I'm not going to try that hard...he'll sell them to me for the low. But we'll see what happens...I'll post more later. Off for sushi! Did I say the boss is paying? Oh Yeah!
I was reading Eb's post and I kinda want to do the same thing...lots of theft for me recently...
"List seven songs that you are into right now. No matter what the genre, whether they have words, or even if they're not any good, but they must be songs you're really enjoying now, shaping your spring summer. Post these instructions in your blog along with your seven songs. Then tag seven other people to see what they're listening to."
My seven songs are as follows:
1. Dreamsicle - Pharrell (Yeah, I'm still listening to it)
http://www.imeem.com/billionairecream/music/XTMlRk-X/pharrell_the_yessirs_creamsicle/
2. Everybody Nose Remix feat. Lupe, Kanye, Pharrell, and Pusha-T
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=COZTm62I9ZY
3. Ol' English - Game (My favorite line, "...that's tight, gang signs..."
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FxXU9ct-EFw
4. Switch(Science Project) - Lupe Fiasco (best out right now...sorry Wayne)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YOq3qFO8c2M
5. Lupe the Killer - Lupe Fiasco
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fLLpxcHBJXQ
6. That Green Gentleman - Panic at the Disco
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3f3K2sEHuIM
7. Fried Chicken - Nas feat. Busta Rhymes
http://www.hiphopmusicdotcom.com/nas-feat-busta-rhymes-fried-chicken.html
Yeah...I need more music...all rap. Please help.
So I had this "friend" who got mad at me for, and I quote, "Knowing information before she told me." I mean, true enough, it was information about her, but as with anything told...if you tell someone, they are bound to tell at least one other person...the thing is she told three. And I say "friend" because of this:
Have you ever had a friend who is only around when they need you, but if you really need someone to talk to, or need some help, they are NO WHERE to be found? Yeah, that's this chick...
...so back to the story. I found out she was pregnant...no biggie, right? Well, she's pregnant by this cat that JUST got out of jail, and he's been sleeping with any chick that likes her legs in the air. So I didn't feel bad for her because, well...let me make a list:
1. She is f-ing retarded for dating a cat STRAIGHT OUTTA PRISON.
2. She just said like, last month, she wanted to have his baby.
3. She lied to my best male friend about getting pregnant by him, and having an abortion.
4. She is a lazy, whiny, complaining ass individual who is reaping the bs she sowed...
...so she gets -85% sympathy from me. So why am I not her "friend" anymore? She basically called me and tried to curse me out for, apparently, knowing her information before she told me...like I have a blocker for receiving info...like I could've returned the info...I don't really know what she expected me to do. So, like I said, she tried to curse me out. I hung up on her. Then I ignored her calls...twice. Why? Well, for one, I wasn't getting free minutes yet...I'm not going to pay to get cursed at, and for two, I didn't do anything that warrented getting cursed at. So she left me some wack message telling me that I'm not her friend anymore. But guess what? Now damn near everyone knows that she is pregnant...and it isn't my fault. That's what she gets...
In Happier News:
Damn T-Pain! I didn't know Spades had a spokesperson!
I wish someone would tell T-Pain these top hats look retarded...
Yeah, so I stole this from Monie who stole this from Diva, but whatever...I'm not sure what else to write about today; I might post something else later...but here it goes...
1. I hate dressing business professional at work.
2. I know it's an office, but I'm in a cube all day; no meetings.
3. There are 12 black people in this entire building.
4. Have you ever been somewhere that has such a lack for black people that when you see one you get excited?
5. Yeah, that is exactly like it is here.
6. I love women.
7. Especially women in heels.
8. I love women's calves.
9. But only when they wear heels.
10. I hate ballerina flats.
11. I hate Mary Janes.
12. Love a chick in dope sneakers.
13. Basically any chick not in a sneaker or heels I'm not feeling.
14. Except for thong sandals with a nice pedi.
15. I'm a sucker for pretty feet.
16. I just found out I like boobs two months ago.
17. Just in general, not a size preference...
18. I'm an appreciater of all women.
19. As long as they are cute.
20. Or exotic.
21. Or exotically cute.
22. Or if they have a good look.
23. Don't like women with beards.
24. Or penises; I'm all stocked up with those.
25. Fresh out of Vag though...don't have that.
26. I'm a perv...no?
27. Nah, just an EOE.
28. That's Equal Opprotunity Employer for the jobless nation.
29. I don't like people.
30. Especially stupid people.
31. I respect individuals.
32. I like creative individuals.
33. I love honest people.
34. They give me less things to worry about.
35. I hate rims.
36. Like, "Throw some D's on it!" rims.
37. I rather have a $50,000 car, than a $20,000 car with $30,000 worth of custom work.
38. But they do look cool.
39. But the police don't look cool.
40. Unless you have an undercover cop car.
41. I love undercover cop cars.
42. That's why I bought one.
43. People get scared of undercover cops.
44. Especially since Training Day.
45. People get scared of me when I drive my undercover cop car.
46. But only at night.
47. In the day time, I look like a taxi.
48. A beat taxi.
49. With a dent in the rear fender.
50. On both sides.
51. I want a new car.
52. A newer car.
53. No car note though.
54. Car notes are demonic.
55. I'm I the only one that would be a drug dealer?
56. If you knew you wouldn't go to hell for it?
57. The return rate on your investment is crazy.
58. But so are the customers.
59. Better off with a McDonalds.
60. You can kill more people with McDonalds.
61. And you can kill them a lot slower.
62. And it's legal.
63. Murder is bad.
64. Dying because you are stupid isn't.
65. If you die because you chased a bear, you were looking for death.
66. That's like napping in the ocean.
67. Or flossing a tiger.
68. Or swimming with Alligators and wondering why they bit off your arm.
69. Did anyone else hear about that?
70. Does that mean he can only swim in circles now?
71. If you are deaf, and have sex, do you moan in sign language?
72. Why do people in wheel chairs have dirty sneakers?
73. Shouldn't they be able to rock one pair for the rest of their life?
74. I mean, they don't walk...it's a fair question.
75. Does Stephen Hawking type in a scream when he is scared?
76. Does he talk dirty?
77. What if he talked through a vocorder like T-Pain, would he sound normal?
78. Does using a vocorder make you wear top hats?
79. Who told T-Pain that top hats are cool?
80. The only person I know that wore a top hat was the Monopoloy man.
81. And Mr. Peanut.
82. But the top hat is in their contract agreements.
83. Otherwise they'd wear sunvisors.
84. Remember when people would rock visors EXTRA hard?
85. I had like, 6 of them.
86. Remember when the only people who wore visors delt cards at casinos?
87. Why is Quincy Jones' girlfriend younger than me?
88. Why does Quincy Jones have a girlfriend?
89. Can't stop 'till you get enough?
90. Doesn't that Jay-Z and RKelly "Not Guilty" song have a whole new meaning now?
91. "You can't touch me, you can't touch me. Jigga, Kelly, Not Guilty!"
92. I don't like RKelly.
93. Well, not anymore.
94. Not since he went half on a baby.
95. But thinking back, does that mean he went dutch on buying a child sex slave?
96. I'm not sure, I guess the world may never know.
97. Unless he gets caught again.
98. I'm getting a paper route.
99. Extra money is dope.
100. 4 am is not.
101. I need a new hobby.
So, I felt bad earlier...but I don't now. Have you heard about the foolishness between Ice-T and Soulja Boy? Look at what Ice had to say...
...but then, I'd hate to admit it, Soulja Boy's response was kinda funny..
What do you think?
Be Safe or Be Smitten!
No, not really...but I must say, this video did make me laugh. I really hope this line is picked up by some rapper this summer. Please Wayne, get Shaq on a remix!
Kobe, you can't do it without me!
Be Safe or Be Smitten!
I was going to post about something different today, but I don't feel up to it. It's something about rainy days that kinda make me feel..."whatever". Especially when I'm at work, or I don't have someone to go home to. I don't know if it's because I use to equate rain with God crying or not...but I just feel sort of melancholy. It's pretty wack. Now if I'm home, and I have someone there, it feels good; even if I'm just talking on the phone with someone I love...it feels soothing...
But not right now; right now, it just sucks. I don't feel like being at work, I don't feel like being at home...I don't know. I'm not mad, I'm not depressed...I'm a little annoyed at the fact that I had to go and fall in love with someone that lives on the other side of the country, (I loves my Lizzy...and it doesn't really matter), but it's stupid annoying. Ughhhhhhhh!!! It's kinda like the same feeling you had as a toddler when you wanted to throw a tantrum, even though there wasn't anything obviously wrong. Or like when a baby cries just for the sake of crying...it's like that.
I need to do something to get out of this feeling; I don't like it. I need a hug, but I have no one to hug me...I really want a kiss, but not from anyone around here. Is that bad? Is that needy? If it is, I don't really care...because that's just the way I feel right now...annoyed and lonely.
Sucks doesn't it?
On another note:
Someone needs to kill T-Pain's stylist...
Be Safe or Be Smitten.
I'm sleepy at work again. It happens...just not at 8:15 when I technically start my shift. So why am I sleepy?
Marathon sex? 
No.
Illegal Drag racing?
No.
Crime Syndicate meetings?
No.
...stupid Chicago weather changes. I live by the lake, which is nice for the most part...except at night. I thought winter time again. It was like 45 degrees...ughhh. So I had to get up and close the windows at like, 3:30-4 o'clock in the morning...jacked up my REM cycle and my sinuses. I'm so paying for it now. On the bright side, I did pick up two pair of sneakers...simple, but nice.
They are a pair of dunk lows 
and the Playoff Jordan VIII's...
couldn't pick up the pack
because they sold out at 7am, and there was only one size 12 in my area...that kinda sucks...so I got those instead. Exciting, huh?
I know it isn't.
Also, I watched Cleaner 
with Samuel Jackson, Eva Mendes, and Ed Harris. Great straight to DVD movie...nothing like the flicks of late starring the infamous Steven Segal...Into the Sun has to be my favorite movie cover of all time...
Be Safe or Be Smitten!
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