Moving Right Along 24 February 2006

If this thing is working properly, it should entertain you until I come up with something good to write about.
Feel free to dig around in the older posts. Drop a comment. Click on stuff. Drop a comment. There’s a gang of goodness hither and tither…don’t sleep on the blogroll. Have you checked out the blogroll? [...]

The Weed nowadays, is too strong 17 February 2006

Dude… (L.O.L.)
Seriously though. I live a peaceful life, the peace pipe is no stranger to me. I had my first real toke at the very old age (for most Ganja smokers) 24/25. I’ll never forget it…I felt like I had a summer breeze blowing up the skirt of my soul. My friend (whaddup Lucas?) popped [...]

JAY DEE R.I.P. 12 Feb. 06

James (Jay Dee/J Dilla) Yancey
1974-2006
The Greatest Beatmaker of All Time

Me and my cousin (Hynes Rizzo), in the late ’80’s [...]

Sly Stone…Do the Math 9 February 06

At this point, we’re in a post-Michael Jackson world. I mean Mike is a white woman now…so…he emphatically ain’t funky no more (yet Madonna still ain’t got schitt on Mike).
Truth be told I only rode with Mike up until “Off the Wall” (ask my sister).
You see, I come from a world that got the official [...]

Building the BETTER brand 8 Februrary 06

Hot off the heels of a missed oppurtunity of GINORMOUS proportions, I’ve
a.)shot smoke out of my ears
b.)cussed out “someones” kitten
c.)flipped off at least 15,000 people on my way home from “said” snafu.
d.)realized I could do nothing really but become even more dangerous, i.e., BETTER.
No, I’m not taking any classes yet, but I am looking into [...]

S.F.: Bop City/Marcus Books 5 February 2006

So this past Saturday, I’m having one of my “if the cast of Seinfeld were negroes” days, me and my lady roll down to “Jay’s Pots o’ Soul” (on Octavia)…it’s a beautiful day…mind you. Once we got a table…I called my dear friend and lower Haight superstar, B. Love to join us. We enjoy [...]

P.S.A.: HEY STINKY 3 February 06

I’ve got friends and family that smoke (all damn day), so do all of us,right?
Some of them smell like a gotdamn ashtray, others never smell really funky.
I used to work in an office with this very unhealthy pregnant woman (yes, she was a Texas Hillbilly) who would chug 2 packs of Marlboros and two 2 [...]

Dear Popeye’s… 1 February 06

We met in the early 80’s through my family. I was a young boy…free and open to new things. You were the new kid on the block…a rising star to everyone in the know.
I have an Aunt and Uncle that love you to this day (how y’all Roy & ‘Letta?).
But I’m writing this to say [...]