Sex Cigs and Caf

I Like Justin Bieber He's My Favourite

2011-06-24T17:03:00.001-04:00

there's always one in every group

2011-06-16T13:58:00.002-04:00

Credit/Debit Card Swipe Fees

2011-06-13T14:31:00.000-04:00

I applaud the Senate for passing legislation to cap credit and debit card swipe fees for businesses at $.12 per swipe; the current average is $.44 per swipe. For small business, I see this as a big win and a potential boost in confidence. Some who are skeptical of the legislation's benefits are focusing too much on how the bill may bring about lower prices; their argument is that the change is much too small for businesses to lower prices a significant amount. In a sense, these critics are correct. However, they are not seeing the bigger picture of how this move may help local economies as well as the United States economy as a whole.

Let's say the typical small business sees an average of ten swipes a day(probably a very conservative estimate) at the current average of $.44 per swipe; this amounts to $1, 478.40 for the entire year, assuming that the ten swipes a day is a constant. By cutting the swipe fees an average of 73%, these businesses would be paying approximately $400 for the year in swipe fees, a net savings of approximately $1,100, using the numbers from the provided example. Bear in mind that this is all under the assumption that every business sees only ten swipes a day. Say we double the number of swipes per business to twenty; the approximate savings per business would then be $2,200. With $2,200 over a couple years, the owners can seek to improve their business in any number of material ways, which may include expansion, renovation, or provide them with the capacity to hire more workers and/or increase pay for those workers, which has a positive effect on the economy considering the crippling affects of inflation combined with a high jobless rate. In addition, these savings can also boost personal spending by these business owners, pumping additional life into the economy.

On the flipside, corporations are also winning in this scenario. Since corporations are chains that are scattered all throughout the country, their profits will experience an astronomical boost and may even kill small business more with its ability to advertise more, provide shoppers with lower prices, and buy up more property to expand their operations. Essentially, they will be experiencing identical positive effects, but on a much larger scale. In spite of this, if corporations see heightened levels of expansion, they will also be helping the economy by creating much-needed jobs for the unemployed.

The ideal legislation would be to reduce both corporate and small business swipe fees, but by different percentages to make the playing field more level. For small businesses, maybe the reduction could be 70%, and for corporations only 20%. This would still allow for economic expansion by creating jobs and potentially increasing wages, but the ability of corporations to expand at a faster and wider rate would be curbed to help small businesses take back a portion of economic output.

Despite my desire for that adjustment in the legislation, I am still a proponent of the bill that was recently passed, and I hope it helps the economy as I've predicted.

Fall From Grace

2011-06-10T12:56:00.003-04:00

Heaven is a place on earth
and hell is right beside it
you never have to look to far
in a second you could find it
on the corner of your block
if you don't look both ways
in the middle of the night
in the middle of the day
you could,
you could fall
from a very high place
you could fall from pride
or you could fall from grace
they told me drive slow
don't be boozing behind the wheel
my man E, was on E
put himself through the windshield
now that's damage
if you saw his girlfriend
that's panic
panic can span the coast of your soul
like the atlantic
and there is
an assumption of continuity
so even when your in pieces
the public still sees the unity
even when theirs diseases
and reason to fear impunity

Heaven is a place on Earth
but where the Earth is
what are we here for
and are we worthless
purpose, is often aimless
aims are, seen often undone
so I keep climbing
until there's no where left to fall from

This is a DJ you will see a lot from in the future if you go to raves

2011-06-10T11:23:00.002-04:00

My friend and I would say the person that teaches me a lot about DJ'ing

ATOM C

DJ Atom C's DEMO

This girl is spittn HOT FIYA LIKE DYLON

2011-06-10T11:01:00.001-04:00

A nugget of gold from my computer to your ears and eyes

2011-06-01T14:37:00.005-04:00

Sex Cigs and Up and Coming Artists

2011-06-01T10:11:00.001-04:00

Young Spook "In the Mist"

With a harmonic lisp and repetitive flow, young spook relives his life as a street drug dealer, and the anguish and strife. He flips this over a semi-inspirational hook, where he states sometimes what you steppin on is a steppin stone.

Hot house... Nothing to do

2011-05-31T18:14:00.002-04:00

Fuckin 92 degrees in this house and I got nothing better to do than to sit around and think. I started to wonder who should I call to chill? absolutely no one, not really that no one is around, just that i live so far and i dont feel like burning the gas. But lets say that I got the gas, still fuck it. what the fuck am I gonna go do, spend money? hell no. Im a pilot in training that needs to start saving money, shit idk if imma make the money by friday for the training session that I have scheduled. Why? well im too nice of a guy. This chick needed doe and I gave it to her, lent out a helping hand so that she wouldnt be screwed... I love her to death but seriously fuck her. I gave her that shit 2 weeks ago and she still has yet to pay me back, gave me the excuse that she cant right this second or shell be broke. Bitch im broke now, i gave up my shit to help you out and now your robbing me of what I want to do, what ive been dreaming to do, my future here... Fuck. So hell no to spending money. Now that leaves me to be doing what im currently doing, sitting around doing nothing.

Im reading a book about the seduction community... the world of pick-up artists. Interesting stuff in here. you know i think i should be more like these guys. They get those girls to spread em faster than anything you can imagine. but there is no commitment. This fucking guy in the book will flirt with a girl to get her number only to throw it out in 2 seconds, or hell take em, fuck em, and never call back. textbook douchebag if you ask me but you know what, that mother fucker is never alone. well this gets me thinking about changing my game to be like this only to keep them around alittle longer. See Will Smith in Bad Boys keeps all the girls around, and there are even times when they show up unannounced half dressed to his place. damn I wish i was that lucky. I know i got the swag and potential (girls and gays say it all the time) I just need to ditch that nice guy act. I need to be more self centered then maybe things will change.

Last night i was at a party and thanks to my asshole friend James, i threw up within the first hour of the party. the funnier part is that there were 2 of my friends walking into the party as James was walking me to a safe throw up zone.

girl: Nick, James whats up?!?

guy (not james): Oh shit whats up guys

(James starts to laugh)

Me (Nick): This is one hell of a greeting

*vomit*

ok, no i am not a light weight... lets go over how this happened.... I get to the party and these kids are playing Sangria Pong (Beer Pong with Sangria) played a game and drank most of the cups and all alcoholics know that Sangria is filling. for round 2 James makes me pour a full pong cup to the rim with sangria and before we start pouring into the game, he changed his mind and said we are playing with beer... what the fuck am I supposed to do with all this sangria? yep get called a "left vagina face" and down the whole thing and then play beer pong with my A game because i was soooo full at this point that i didnt wanna drink beer... we had an almost perfect game if James didnt suck. so afterward, people start putting food in my mouth and before i could count it all, i was already at like 3 cheeseburgers and 2 Heinekins and 1 Corona after the Sangria... so just as i go to sit down and light a cigar to relax and let shit settle, everyone starts to play flip cup and i get called a vagina again cause i wasnt playing. I begin to play and i was beasting the first 2 games but then i started to feel it. so i pretended to be cocky and go slow as a joke (really i was going slow cause I wanted to make sure i didnt vomit). eventually i couldnt hold it in and walked to the street with the kid that caused it all, James. (yes right afterward i continued drinking)

Well there was acouple decent girls present that i didnt know so i took time to get to know them... with the entire party knowing about me throwing up, i did not really look to hook up with anyone. lets face it, Im not gonna try to do that to someone. but however i decided to work on conversation. Carryin out a convo and keeping the swag. I did good, by the end of the night i had afew numbers and all of them said im really cool and wanna chill sometime, not bad for the kid who blew chunks (kissing them would have been gross... I am not gonna do that to someone).

But now here I am in this 92 degree house. the girls havnt hit me up but still i dont think id wanna drive all the way to see them. I shit you not I am sooo bored but in no position to spend money cause i gave my boy money (that im not on him for paying me back because he is my boy) and this chick that im alittle annoyed with at the moment.

Well thats all I have to report for right now... Thanks for reading!!!

Sex Cigs and Up and Coming Artists

2011-05-31T13:58:00.002-04:00

Symphonies presents M.E.M.O.R.I.E.S

Symphonies, comprised of North East Philadelphian rapper P64, and producer predator prime (son of the great KRS-1) hits the game hard with part 1 of their first mixtape M.E.M.O.R.I.E.S. In this gritty yet melodic piece P64 captures the hypocrosy of growing up in modern day society, dealing with the monotony of day to day living, women, money and the battle with internal demons. With a rapid fire flow that rides each track like a Darthraky Kohl (Game of Thrones reference get on it y'all), P64 paints a his angst ontop of the deep reflective soulful instrumentals of Predator Prime. With tracks like No Feelings that speak out on the futility of love, or Who Am I, that touch on the fading glimpses of self-identity, M.E.M.O.R.I.E.S. is an instant underground classic. Without any further ado:

SYMPHONIES M.E.M.O.R.I.E.S. MIXTAPE by Predator\|/Prime The Dork

Blong

2011-05-27T11:28:00.003-04:00

a blong is sorta like a blog bong
where you smoke articles of knowledge into your memory
but anyway i digress
-keyser soze

Dr. Soze the mad marijuana scientist

It was a dark and stormy night. The mad scientist cackled in the darkness. Behinds rows and rows of cannibi plants a faint murmer could be her.

"Mallus!" The scientist bellowed
"Yes, Dr. Soze?" The small imp of a man curdled, as he clunked underneath the purple haze bush.
"I've done it! I've created my greatest creation"
"Your greatest master?"
"Yes my greatest!"
"Greater than the bong job, the blunt that made you come."
"Greater than that!"
"Greater than the blunterminator, the hyrdogenic acid incypted blunt decide to kill pest when smoke was blown at."
"That had too many negative affects on the skinny pigs, I still owe peggy sue a year supply of sticky for the chronic hair loss."
"Greater than the weed-o-rizer 4000, that sucked all of the scent of marijuanna from the user."
"Actually it sucked all of the sense of smell from the user. Yes the room stilled smelled of the chron, just whoever used it couldnt' smell a thing. It only came in handy when I got pulled over and managed to alleviate the officers sense of smell."
"Oh....ooh ooo, is it greater than the vaperizer gas mask that you designed for air force pilots that flew at great altititudes."
"Far greater. That gas mask was actually a prototype, and I am still terribly sorry about what happened to those F-1 fighters out in Bosnia, they were good men we lost that day, in fact the only way I find solace is that, I'm sure when they crashed they didn't feel a thing."
"Is it greater than-"
"Stop it Mallus! It is far greater than all of my achievements."
"Well, stop beating around the bush, master, what is it!"
"I call it ...THE BLONG!" lightning crashed outside simultaneously.
"the blong?"
"The BLONG!"lightning crashed once more.
"hhmmm the blong..."
"Yes....THE BLONG!" Lightning crashed again.
"How are you doing that?"
"With this lightning generator button right here, i press it whenever i say 'THE BLONG'" lightning could be heard once more.
"Well what is it, what is a blong?"

a bed time story as written by me

2011-05-24T00:14:00.002-04:00

DONT MIND THE SPELLING OR ANY OF THE DOUBLE WORDS I WAS TYPING FAST AND MAKING THIS ALL UP ON THE FLY DONT JUDGE ME!

Tell me a story

52 minutes ago
Todd Gage
there once was a woman who lived in a shoe
you could ask her where she was from
she would respond kalamazoooooo

52 minutes ago
Todd Gage
but i digress
so there was a woman who lived in said shoe and that said shoe was in kalimazoo
and she had a problem most southern families do
and that problem is her family grew and grew
so that woman who lived in a shoe.... out in the sticks of kalamazooooooooo whos family grew and grew went to parents and said WHAT DO I DO?!?!?!?!?!?!?

49 minutes ago
Lol...

48 minutes ago
Todd Gage
so the parents of the woman who lived in a shoe all the way in the sticks of east kalamazooo whos family grew and grew told there daughters youngest daughter
whats her name?
oh yea lil peggy sue

47 minutes ago
Mmmmhmmm

46 minutes ago
Todd Gage
gimme a min gotta come up w some more stuff
this is all off the top by the way
lol
so where was i ?
oh yes peggy sue
it was her addiction to glue
(hld on gotta look up spelling of a word)
that made her promiscuous and untrue and thats why the family grew and grew
she said grandma grandpop thats absurd
can i tell you what i heard? little peggy sue that youngest daughter of the woman who lived in a shoe all the way out in east bumble fuck kalamazoo
asked*
(i hope your entertained lol)
(cause this is hard to keep up with new ideas with)
(but i'ma try and keep going)

41 minutes ago
Lol
I looooove it

41 minutes ago
Todd Gage
so sue spun a tale of her brother billy who she said was banging his gf lilly
the grand parents looked in amazement.... the secret was out now little p sue could not contain it
she looked at her grand parents and said
shocker aint it?

39 minutes ago
Lol that lying whore

38 minutes ago
Todd Gage
(gotta make more stuff up hld on
)
and every time i say this i am taking hits of weed lol
i'm so posting this on a blong
blog*
lol
a blong is sorta like a blog bong
where you smoke articles of knowledge into your memory
but anyway i digress

37 minutes ago
Lol
focus

36 minutes ago
Todd Gage
so lil peggy sue youngest daughter of the woman who lived out in the really ratty shoe in the sticks of who gives a fuck kalamazoo spun a tale about her brother billy (nick name boo) and his gf lilly too
the grandparents were off to confront billy in his room
the arrived to a site to behold when they opened that door
they came in just as they heard YOU TAKE IT WHORE
the grandparents were shocked to the core
boo on the floor
broom handle in his bum and lilly on his sack
grandma had a hard attack

33 minutes ago
Lol hahaha
Fucking great

33 minutes ago
Todd Gage
lol
hard
heart*
woops
u got it though
i really hope you are enjoying this
i digress again

31 minutes ago
I am lol

31 minutes ago
You gotta save this story

31 minutes ago
Todd Gage
i'ma copy and paste this conversation to a blog i contribute to
i never write articles i just post videos
i think they will ban me from writing after this lol

30 minutes ago
Lol noooo
Is that how it ends?

29 minutes ago
Todd Gage
no
i gotta thnk of more stuff
gaw
this is not easy

28 minutes ago
.....

28 minutes ago
Todd Gage
said the man from winpeasy
but thats another story
anyway
so grandma dropped dead to the floor when she found out boo her grandson was some homo whore and grandpa didnt know what to say

25 minutes ago
...

25 minutes ago
Todd Gage
but atleast we found out little peggy sue the youngest daughter that lived with her mother in the shitty motel 8 of shoes in east oh who cares by now kalamazoo was a lying little whore
so what does he do? but re approach peggy sue
he said look here little peggy sue YOU TOLD USE LIES ABOUT THAT QUEER BOO..... and coincidently LILLY TOO! AND YOU KILLED YOUR GRANDMOTHER (nick name puu) TOO!
she said I DIDNT LIE
I COULDA SWORE IT WAS HIM
she said with a shit eating grin
(this is the best childrens book EVER by the way lol)

21 minutes ago
Lol it is!!
Please post this as a note on fb

21 minutes ago
Todd Gage
hahahahahahaha
SHE WAS SMACKED IN THE FACE FOR LYING!
GRANDPA SAID ITS A SIN!
HE SAID HE WAS A SIN TO LIE AND TO HAVE A STUP{ID SHIT EATING GRIN!
oh no is this the end?
NO LIL PEGGY SUE exclaimed
she arose to her feet
she had another story tell
for sure this time she is going to hell

17 minutes ago
Lol

14 minutes ago
Todd Gage
for she told her grandpa that it was not little peggy sue that lived in this raggedy torn up shoe in.... oh fuck the rhyming you know this bitch lives in kalamazoo some where in east fucken shitty no where kalamazoo.... ever heard of it? I THINK NOT cause thats how shitty and no where bound this place is you couldnt find it if you tried.... anyway..... whos mothers family grew and grew to big for this shoe in kalamazoo it was actually her mothers doing

14 minutes ago
Todd Gage
doing of uncle pete
now in most places this is frowned upon
but not there in kalamazoo
not there in that there shoe

14 minutes ago
Grosssss

13 minutes ago
Todd Gage
crazy but legal in kalamazoo

13 minutes ago
Lol was it true

13 minutes ago
Todd Gage
mhm true is true its only gunna get weirder down there in kalamazoo

12 minutes ago
Oo man what a zoo

12 minutes ago
Todd Gage
so when grandpa heard lil peggy sue's story about her mother who lived in said shoe in the ass backwards town we have named kalamazoo
he went to confront her too
but he was reminded of when he busted in on boo
and so he decided to take this one slowly
and cautiously too
when grandpa approached the door
all he heard was bahhhhhh and meeeps
and to his suprise when he opens the door
theres uncle pete drunkenly fucking sheeps on the floor
(btw if you havent noticed NONE of them fuck in the bed)
(cant really rhyme bed w much lol)
uncle pete jumps in his cousins bed
and his father (the grandpa) said YOUR FUCKEN SICK IN THE HEAD
and at that moment the sheep got offended and kicked him in the head
and there lay grandpa

7 minutes ago
Todd Gage
bleeding and dead
(idk if i can keep going w this i'm running out of stuff to say)
i think i've given you quite the story
but i can still finish it out

5 minutes ago
Lol finish it out!!

5 minutes ago
Todd Gage
ok
so the mother of little peggy sue
the woman who lived in a shoe
in that really shitty town i described called east bumble fuck no where, where beastiality, incest, sodomy and other things happen too kalamazoo
appraoched little peggy sue
and said WHAT DID YOU DO?!
at this point you should realize the mothers nickname is mooh
and little peggy sue told her about her grandpa and gramdma complaining about how the family grew and grew
so i killed them because i knew
i knew grandma pu was fucking billy boo
and grandpa kept fucking you
problem solved
good night momma moo said little peggy sue "maybe one day i will make it out on broadway and get out of this shoe in kalamazoo where all this crazy shit wouldnt happen too"
THE END
FIN

The Single Life (another blog written as i battle to keep my eyes open)

2011-05-22T06:36:00.000-04:00

Ok before reading further i must say that I have never had a girlfriend, ever.

Ahh the single life. Yep I get to spend my doe however i want, chill with whoever I want, and do whatever I want. Yea theyres been quite a drought in the south (if you know what i mean), but fuck it, thats one thing I do not have.

ok so the last time there was any humidity at all in the south was November (you prolly dont get that)... This chick was really cute and her being my first ever (yep) made me fall in love instantaneously (I still think today the fact I fell in love cause i was getting sex was the reason that shit fell apart). We "dated" but we werent gf/bf (whatever the fuck that means).

my possee... well, not really all that good looking, but hell I have fun with the ugly bastards (love you guys)...

there are times i do wish i had someone to hold, kiss and pleasure but... whatever i guess...

anyway, what I do say about women is true. I really do find the most thrill in taking them out and just talking to them. I do love taking their stressfull days and getting rid of them by giving the girl a nice massage. Yes, I am a gentleman (no this is not an act)

I love this freedom tho...

Idk, whatever yo

Changes (a 6am blog about whats on my mind)

2011-05-22T06:18:00.000-04:00

Today I showed up into work pretty upset about some stuff... For those of you who know me, my life in my town isnt really that great (the reasons why is a whole other blog post lol) but the thing that was bothering me at work was the fact that someone new, not even a week old, thinks they can come in and spread shit about me. Now back in the day, this would be a confrontation and the release of the ever so frightening "Pradosaurus Rex" (basically people say when i get angry, im loud and destructive lol), but since last summer, ive taken a new approaches to everything. so I decided, when i heard this news about this blabbering pest prior to this work day, that im gonna pull something new, which is going into work and ignoring her but being happy around everyone else. Now it was working i guess but its not really my style so idk how effective it was. I learned i prefer the whole "Pradosaurus Rex" routine. after like 30 mins i dropped the pissyness and got on with my work day

After work as my friend and I are leaving to go to chill, a car came, crashed into the parking lot and some kid got ejected from the car and slammed into a parked car... I was so sure he was dead. I have never seen someone die so i went into a daze (it is currently 6 am and i have no intention of sleeping). the driver was unharmed, but the fucking scumbag deserves hell for killing one of his friends and hospitalizing 4 of his other friends that were also in the car. Anyway, as the cops, EMTs and FD were doing theyre thing, I snapped out of my daze and came to a realization

Look, people suck... period, theyres no changing that. Being upset about some fucker talking shit is nothing. Those kids in the car, especially the dead one, do you really think it matters to them what people say about them, what rumors about them are currently going around, or even what girls they can and cannot get? hell no. they care about what just happened and what happens next. Right now i dont have anything positive or negative going on so i guess thats why i care about what the noob has to say but im gonna start looking at things a different way. What shit is so important that I have to cry about it? would it still matter if im hospitalized or fatally injured? will it effect my long term future (lets face it... the short term future is pointless to worry about)? If the answer is no then why the fuck am i gonna cry about it at all? Fuck the noob and its bullshit. block out the bullshit and act toward them like you didnt hear shit because hell yes i do know when its time for Pradosaurus Rex to get unleashed, but now I know when to keep him in his cage

Idk if ill ever be the same as I was before last summer... Im forever scarred by what happened to me. Each day i promise to try and build up to something new, hopefully wiser and stronger than i was. It takes thinks like what happened tonight, noobs talking shit, and people who like you to make you realize who you wanna be.

Sex Cigs and Up and Coming Artists

2011-05-18T13:01:00.000-04:00

Peruso 64- No feelings

No Feelings by Peruso 64

Thomas Heatherwick: Building the Seed Cathedral | Video on TED.com

2011-05-17T17:35:00.000-04:00

Thomas Heatherwick: Building the Seed Cathedral | Video on TED.com

Sex Cigs and Politics

2011-05-15T02:32:00.002-04:00

Is Osama really dead?
Is Obama an American?
Is Trump serious about running for president?
Is the Mississippi wildin' for real?
Who is the US at war with?

Pulsating Blahs

2011-05-14T02:11:00.003-04:00

So I'm feeling like no one understands again, and I'm happy about that, because to be great is to be misunderstood. I don't necessarily want to be great, but it is a plus side to being so lonely. There is this thing, this amorphous spirit that is traveling through the universe that exists inside of individuals at times of extreme hatred, hunger, anger, loneliness and fatigue that causes people to lash out. There is this thing that strangles your feelings and preys on your emotions and makes you feel like you're less than who you are. I am fighting this thing. I am proving that there is more than this pulsating blah that is strangling me. I'm going to bed, good night.

happy mothers day

2011-05-08T16:15:00.002-04:00

King Of Da Bongo

2011-05-07T17:08:00.001-04:00

One Way to Stop a Fight

2011-05-04T14:22:00.002-04:00

I love Sex Cigs and Caf

Don't Let People Who Don't Speak English Wax Your Face.

2011-05-03T13:51:00.004-04:00

I'm just sayin. Speaking from experience. Yes I KNOW the Vietnamese lady down the street (who speaks just enough English to glare at you and tell you that you need to stop talking otherwise she will wax both your eyebrows off) is the cheapest lady in town. And yes I KNOW things are cheap for a reason. And sure, I SAW the ladies walking out of there last week with eyebrows looking like they were on the Atkins Diet (on crack), and couldn't figure out if they were ACTUALLY eyebrows (or just broken twigs that got stuck to their faces in awkward positions).

But for SOME reason, I thought I was different. I thought I was special. I thought I was the exception to the rule. The rule of cheap+no English+ previous record of awful work = you will want to wear a bag over your face so a) the police don't stop you for disturbing the peace and b) you stop accumulating bad karma for making babies cry.

Well I wasn't.

Enjoy the rest of your day.

And remember- don't let people holding hot wax within 20 feet of your face (unless you can communicate the HOLY JESUS PUT THE GODDAMN WAX DOWN AND MAKE ME LOOK MORE HUMAN AND LESS ALIEN SPECIES LIKE sentiment).

Solemnity or Celebration

2011-05-03T13:34:00.004-04:00

Is Bin Laden Really Dead? Eh I don't know. What I do know is that this situation has been a pivotal turning point in the American experience for multiple reasons. For one the celebrations that have erupted around the country are a bit juvenile. I honestly that this situation should be greeted with solemn self-reflection, with respect for those who were lost, and honor for those who survived. These celebration belittle the memory of those who gave their life to find this man, and who gave their live's to help save survivors of 9/11. Because no matter how evil a person is, we should not celebrate death. That would make us no different than the terrorist we seek to defend our liberty against. As American's we celebrate life.

Two, we've proved that no matter how long it takes our country is willing to hunt down anyone anywhere. Something to think about and ponder the gravity of.

yoi yoi womp womp and all that

2011-05-02T16:37:00.003-04:00

womp womp womp YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOI hahahahahaha enjoy an injection of dubstep into your lives....

this is the type of thing that made me turn off my auto correct

2011-05-01T18:53:00.001-04:00

I thought he was kidding about said meat log but nope

2011-05-01T16:43:00.001-04:00

You ever have sleepovers w your girlfriends and see who could eat a giant meat stick the fastest?

2011-05-01T16:39:00.003-04:00

I would wake up before noon if this were actually what breakfast was about

2011-05-01T16:38:00.003-04:00

I Too Can't Has Goat

2011-04-30T12:27:00.009-04:00

Graduate high school
Go to college
Get a Job
Find a Wife
Have a Kid
Live Happily Ever After

This is the American life model of the suburban male on paper. It seems so, easy, simple but honestly this model sucks dick, and each step of the way is a bitch. Let me break it down.

1. Graduating High School

As crazy as it sounds a lot of people in the U.S. don't make it to twelfth grade

2. Go To College

Recently my little sister went to #Rutgersfest one of the largest college celebrations in the country. She's 17 and trying to decide what college go to so she figured that a friendly excursion would help her decided. Wrong! It scared the shit out of her.

Everyone was drunk, out of control, there was four shootings and she got lost on the way home. Why do I say this? Not to tell you that my sister's a dork, but to tell you that finding the right college, the right major is a very time consuming, and expensive thing. If you're not careful you can find yourself in a place you don't want to be. Transferring sucks, because colleges won't let all of your credits go through purposely. Changing majors suck, because you accumulate credits that don't count toward your

major . This means you're likely to stay in school for 6 years, considering that some people who maintain full time status and never change their majors still graduate in 5 years. Paying for out of state tuition sucks, and so does going to a state school that makes you feel like you just went to 13th grade with the same snot nose jerks from first grade.

3. Get a Job

So tell me how a college degree is the equivalent to a high school diploma 20 some odd years ago. I graduated Temple university class of '10, all of the opportunities that opene

d up to me had nothing to do with my degree. It was my extracurricular activities, my strong network, and my ambition that has sustained me. The economy does suck as bad as it did two years ago but people still think it does. The job market is over saturated. A dollar doesn't buy as much shit as it used to. And if you do find a job they want you to stay with them for a c

ouple of years doing all the work that no one wants to do, button lipped, and trained on site.

4. Find a Wife

Um, something to know about divorce rates. Yes they are at an all time high, but that's for couples who have low income and no higher education. Hmm I wonder why? All other divorce rate remain about balanced. Find a wife: e-harmony? the bar? the strip club? High school sweetheart? Co-worker? It seems these days that no one knows exactly how to find a mate anymore. I constantly hear of my lady friends searching for love in all the wrong places. Well chances are if you met hammered, if you

fucked on the first night, if you don't know what he does for a living, if you met her and she was in hella debt, if you don't share a common belief or a hobby, that your relationship is doomed to fail. Too many times people find a fuck buddy, that becomes a co-parent, that leads to them becoming more partners in crime than man and wife. And everyone knows there is no honor among thieves.

5. Have a Kid

6. Live Happily Ever

What does that even mean? Life is about the journey. So yourself a favor and do what I do. Break free of this stupid model of life. It's outdated, and it no longer represents our lifestyles. What we need to do is what I call RPG UP. That's right look at your life as a role-playing-game.

These Posts Make Us Immortal

2011-04-29T11:39:00.005-04:00

I have a life philosophy that I live by, it's a process. It's simply stated but deeper in implication and meaning:

Undefine then Redefine

A lot of our world has been given to us. Not all of it was neatly packaged. There are rules of conduct, religions, and institutions that tell us who and what to be. There are expectations from families and friends about what we should be doing.

Then in the course of your life time there are experiences that are personally interpreted. For example, you go online and make a facebook account. You think of it in the same manner that you've been programmed to, you think that you're going to be able to communicate with your friends online in a safe internet program.

Then something happens.: Your mom gets on facebook and friends you.

Your relationship with facebook is immediately undefined and then redefined. So now its not just a place to talk with your friends, its a place for you to hide things from your mom...again.

Then your employer goes onto facebook and looks at your pictures (that you should have had on privacy setting) and asks you about a night you said you were sick, and had posted pictures of you at the bar taking shots with your co-workers, whoops. Once more your thoughts of facebook is undefined and then redefined.

Then something else happens, a good friend of yours passes away. And you go on their facebook page and you see a list of R.I.P's, from the same people who used to post "happy birthday" to them. You see heartfelt 120 character blurbs expressing how people miss them, to check up on the family. Do you see where I'm going with this?

I encourage you all to actively undefine and redefine the relationship with your world. There are some connections with life that we are all taking for granted. There are activities and relationships that could potentially mean more than we give them credit for. Don't let life define you, you define life.

So in this moment right here I like to restate the meaning of my title. These Posts Make Us Immortal. These posts on this simple site will out live us. Regardless of whether or not they are read by loved ones or strangers. We are apart of an international giving and taking, sharing and receiving of ideas. It is a truly remarkable thing we're doing, even if it's only copying pasting and left clicking Publish Post.

Post Well.

6 Foot 7 Foot Cover

2011-04-28T10:31:00.001-04:00

Why do people suck?

2011-04-26T22:32:00.002-04:00

I have been noticing more and more, whenever someone has a very nice car, 9 times out of 10 the fucking suck at driving it. Now I'm not saying that this is everyone but I am saying that a lot of the times, the people that cut you off on the highway or do something stupid on the roads are the people that think they are above everyone else. Which leads into my other point.

Everyone is equal. Thats how it is. Titles are what set us apart from each other. With some people abusing their "title" that is what makes for an angry or hostile environment in any situation whether it be with a cop or with your manager at work. No matter what you are always going to have that asshole who completely takes advantage to who they are told to be and no mater what happens to them they will always think they are somewhat better than you. Your shit doesn't stink any less than mine.

In particularly in places that deal with the public constantly, managers and supervisors always seem to think that they could do your job exponentially better than what you can and that drives me insane. I was trained and yes you probably have been doing this for a little longer than I have but lets be fucking honest here, Joe Shmoe can't move as fast as I can and it makes me so pissed for them to think any of that.

With me need to go and get other work done I leave you with this. Be confident in what you d and if you arent then theres no way that you can ever be good at it. Also, dont ever "try" to do something cause you will suck at it. Devote everything you have to it and you will succeed.

Tornado in St Louis

2011-04-26T17:56:00.001-04:00

The Transcendent Man

2011-04-26T11:14:00.001-04:00

Playstation is down

2011-04-26T00:00:00.000-04:00

Battle at Kruger

2011-04-25T01:34:00.003-04:00

Good Eats

2011-04-22T14:47:00.002-04:00

El Churritos

El Churritos is an authentic Mexican Cuisine restaurant located in Hoboken, NJ on 11th and Washington st. Washington st, is full of great places that have high quality food at affordable prices. As I venture around the tri-state area I will stop in on some eateries and give my 2 cents on it for you all. I think what makes El Churritos so good, aside from there hugh portion sizes, is there passion for food. The restaurant also has a smaller more tequilla oriented partner store in West New York. I went to eat with the lovely enchanting and beautiful Princess, a fellow contributor and my future baby momma lol, and we had an amazing time. My suggestion is go early because they get filled very fast, and as the princess noted Mexican places really like to pack you in!

The Appetizers,

The Main Dish

My Left Foot Wiggles

2011-04-20T12:00:00.002-04:00

this is how i feel at this moment at 4:34 am honestly I dont think many of you can hang with me HAHAHAHA

2011-04-20T04:34:00.002-04:00

Happy Holiday!

2011-04-20T02:55:00.001-04:00

Coming to your towwwwwwwwwn He's made of seeeeeeeeeex

2011-04-19T20:12:00.005-04:00

Rise to the shine.

2011-04-19T09:05:00.004-04:00

The morning and I have a love/hate relationship, and I wish things could be better. I sometimes pretend it doesn't even exist by rolling over in bed until the real day can start. Not to play out those first few hours after the sun comes up, but what is really accomplished in that time? Yes, breakfast is the most important meal of the day, yet breakfast doesn't entirely apply to many people in our generation. If I eat bacon and eggs at 12:30pm, does that count as breakfast? The morning is a test; it's an opportunity to be grasped that many people outside of the 9-5 grind fail to get a hold of. It doesn't even last very long, but the few things that happen in those hours can make or break your day. Surely, you can get plenty done if you beast out of bed with your swag on and destroy your to-do list in the afternoon, but the day would probably be a lot simpler if you did it before lunch time. Shit, there would actually be a LUNCH time if we managed breakfast, some exercise, and all of those errands we're usually too tired or lazy to tackle at once, rather than whatever we can muster up as our first meal of the day while the rest of the world zooms by at the speed of normal progress.

I guess to accomplish that would involve getting a good nights sleep. Who does that anymore? Sadly, many people. Not I, but I know of a few crazy folks. There are 24 hours in the day, and if we should spend 8 of those sleeping, there are actually 16 hours in the day. Depending on how well you absorb your energy through rays of sunlight, 4-6 of those hours are in the morning. Don't let it all go to waste.

Your BoyFriend's Friend

2011-04-18T00:06:00.007-04:00

Narth Mallus the Reginald started to dictate to me a story he wanted me to post.... And then he got distracted by CoD eventually he said:

Your Boyfriend's Friend

in a relationship, it gets hard to talk to the person that you claim to be in love with. Everyone knows this, and sometimes it's hard to admit, because a relationship really when you breaking it down is talking.

A relationship is talking, you need somebody to talk to. And

when you can't talk to the one you love you want to talk to someone about it. "Girl lemme tell you why John is a bitch ass nigga today" you know what i'm saying?

So sometimes what develops from this moment is a relationship that is based upon talking about another relationship. That person you complain to, or that person you vent to often times becomes closer to the issue because of the initamcy of your relationship with them.

What does this mean? This means that if your next boyfriend is the guy that you complained about your ex boyfriend about, that because that's the person you talked to. Now you have to ask yourself if this person is giving you advice about your relationship but harbors strong enough feelings to be with you, is their advice biased.

My reply.

Word, it depends on when they started having those feelings for you. Did their feelings start before you even opened up to them cause then yeah it might be biased, but if you were able to open up and be intimate with them about your life, you got closer to them as well. in fact you opening up maybe what starts the whole thing. Shizzam.

Narthy's response

So, is that not biased. Once upon a time i knew a girl who liked to kiss me, and the first time we kissed was way before the first time she kissed another boy, and this other boy she kissed felt like i was doing something wrong to him because she liked to kiss me. And

what gives us the right because if the right belongs to her then he has no right to be mad at me because she likes to kiss ME. but if the right belongs to no one and just floats out there as something to be grabbed by the person who claims the be the angriest about it the person who claims to feel the most about it sometimes that has to be respected because because she had that relationship and when she asked me about what she should do with this man i encouraged them. Because to do anything else would be to sabotage their relationship and if anything can exist between us i didn't want it to be at the cost of another person. because thats a horrible way to start a relationship i think thats not a firm foundation at all. Thats my point, and it took a long time to get there. And im saying this because

he got distracted by CoD again.

ANACONDA and HIPPO EATING SNAKE!

2011-04-16T19:39:00.004-04:00

Trina Real Talk

2011-04-15T13:15:00.001-04:00

:)

2011-04-14T11:41:00.002-04:00

Read First

Then Watch:

My Sex Life and It's Lack of Luster

2011-04-13T14:46:00.003-04:00

Where to start? I guess at the beginning. I lost my virginity at 17, I must say that for a long while I was definitely a prude... poor guy. I waited 8 months before I let him hit that. My first time was at my house at around 5:43 A.M. on September 26th sadly yes I remember all the pitiful details. He showed up to my house with a cup of coffee and a box of condoms...I think this was his way of saying he was gonna get some or else! lol So it started.. I believe those were about the most painful 9 minutes of my life. He asked "Are you sure?" I said "Okay" ...because if you know me a YES is hard to come by. Anywho I nearly ripped my sheets off the bed while attempting to thrust my pelvis back and forth. Almost as soon as we started we were done.. I got showered, dressed, and went to school for 1st period gym. Probably my least productive gym class ever. From then on sex was scheduled for Monday mornings before school due to the fact that this was a long distance relationship and he had class Mondays at 10. Scheduled sex or "making love" as I thought of it at that point in life probably lead to the demise of that relationship. My second partner was a BIG guy, and I mean everywhere. I was in college and I waited a whole 2 years from my first partner to have sex again and I still believed it was all flowers and daisys. Shit I was naive. HE definitely showed me a diferent type of sex, i learned what FUCKING meant. I wanted him to accompany me to a formal and he did. Mid-formal he decided it was his opportunity to end things with me. I CRIED my eyes out but still managed to get some before the nights end. It was fucking hot, I figured shit why not go out with a bang. When he slipped away for a piss his phone rang. I looked at his screen and it said "WIFEY", and when it stopped ringing I looked at his recent calls I WAS SAVED AS "MYNAME CUZIN. " Cool beans. We had the same last name but no relation bitches. From that guy I learned if you're just fucking me it's probably because you're a BIG DICK!

Titties

2011-04-12T00:00:00.003-04:00

Would you suck these?

Tipping.

2011-04-11T08:54:00.004-04:00

When you go to a restaurant, what do you expect? Good service and good food. What do the waiters expect? A good tip. With so many people in economic trouble right now, I can understand that it may be a little tough to go out and tip well also, but that is how we make our money. With all the times that I get those $100 checks and $94 orders, I should be making atleast about $20. Nope. People think that it is okay to leave you a 5 dollar tip on 94 dollars or something of that nature. No it is not. It is not okay. That is the money that we come to work to get and if there is something that I am doing wrong then you need to tell me to help create a better dinning atmosphere instead of me finding out at the end. Sadly, we do not have a set hourley pay so when it is really not that busy, it is nearly close to impossible for us to make money. And to top it all off, you don't tip. Now believe me. Im not saying people don't tip well, some people do, but there is a hefty majority that doesn't.

While working in a restaurant, I can see so many people come in and out of that building a day. And then you have THOSE people. What makes me even more annoyed is when people say "Oh, don't worry. You are doing a great job!" and then you see a whole 3 dollars on the table on a 56 dollar check. GREAT JOB.

To end this without wanting to punch the computer, I'm going to stop my ranting now.

I Dont Know How To Create Anything Anymore

2011-04-11T00:56:00.002-04:00

I don't have anything to write, bitch.

WHO PUT YOU ON

2011-04-05T02:51:00.004-04:00

Tonight I'm keeping it real. I'm putting you on to Sammie Solez, and she's putting you on to game.

Solez Says:

Niggas Cheating on they girlfriends. First of all, a lot of people say its fucking excusable because a man is a man. But that's not fair. because as a mane you want our woman to be pure. Why can't you be the same? Number 2: Hereditary, well daddy, um don't be a douche-bag and maybe your son won't be a douche-

bag and his son won't be a douche-bag. Which means that its not okay. Why then if you fuck a thousand bitches its okay, but if I fuck one nigga you wild out?

You want to fight me, you want to know his name. Then you want to go fight the nigga. Why? It has nothing to do with him, if you weren't doing your job. Number 3: STD's, that's nasty. If you have an STD

don't try and fuck me raw, get your shit checked, clean your dick. Number 4: If you don't eat pussy, then don't try to get your dicked suck. And if any girl lets you fuck but you don't eat their pussy, she's a ho.

Fat bitches who are mean. If you got an attitude with the world because you eat so much.

Why can't I speak my mind at the work place? If you're fucking wrong you're fucking wrong. If you have morals then if you are rude, expect to get rudeness back. I'm not going to smile in your face if you're rude to me. Fuck you bitch!

1. Wiz: Rolling Papers
a. Kush and Orange juice if you slept that one too.
2. Fuckmaker.tumblr.com (Warning it's nasty, yeah it's real nasty)
3. Miguel: All I Want Is You (sexy)
4. MySoberLife.tumblr.com
5. www.soundcloud.com/citymagic

If you didn't know now you know, Moppy-Papi

All The Hot Girls Who Stayed Home Got Pregnant

2011-04-02T09:14:00.005-04:00

When I came home from college I was surprised that so many people were engaged. And by so many people I mean a wapping 3! What I was more taking aback by were how many people were pregnant and or had kids. Not just from my graduating class, but from younger classes. For some I were proud, to all I said congratulations. Could it be that shows like Secret life and 16 and pregnant promote pregnancy (a word I clearly cannot spell without word check ?)

But:

When is it a good time to have kids?
Why is it that people who shouldn't have kids have so many?
How many baby daddies are too much?
How ya baby got Jordan's but no diapers?

To all my single mothers, when you first found out you were pregnant, did you jump for joy or did you cry and how do you feel about it now?

Conversations in the Mirror (rough draft)

2011-04-01T13:09:00.000-04:00

Hey all,

In attempting to reignite my precense in the blog and seeking some feed back I share this with you, i haven't had time to revise it yet so the more feedback the better!

Note: This was a free written poem. I started it and just kept writing. It is a rough draft. I have not proof read it and I may be revising it.

What did you think would happen
You’re an adult now
You can just play tag with your emotions
Every kiss means something to you
Harvest moon, hangs low in this winter sky
Blazing red like fire
It’s staring right at you
It seems to fill the sky
Reminding you how full your heart has become
Ignore it if you must
Keep swallowing your denial
He is the same as he’s always been
He means what he always meant
You are looking for real love
True love
He cannot give you what you have been seeking
But somehow, like a thief in the night
Like the curtains have been thrown open
Your stalwart heart, so certain he is not who your heart wants
Suddenly starts dancing to the beat of a different drum
All that careful questioning
That oversized seed of doubt you have planted
You have been working against yourself for so long
You haven’t known if you were just lonely or if you were feeling something real
How could this be real
How could you seek the comfort of a man who has never known you
You know him so well though
You know your eyes close every time he kisses you
You know you are surprised he still stays
You have been more than mean but you secretly want him to breathe you in
smell nothing but sweet love and loyalty
you have not even noticed the pool dwindling
you are comparing them to him
you keep forgetting to stop falling
you are stuck in a fantasy
Somehow you think you’re still in control
This façade of weakness is laughable at best
You think somehow you have laid this issue to rest
He holds you willingly every chance he gets
He allows you to be cruel in return even if in jest
He kisses you so sweetly
With fervor unlike that you’ve ever seen
He holds your hand, open doors, and has never once been mean
He allows you to be you and still has the audacity
To think he may not be good enough for you
Has the inclination to be jealous
As if there are dozens of someone’s better than he
You are just waiting to be
Whisked away into one of their arms
As you lay so comfortable in his
You want him to respond to you as others have
So you can comfortable deny your heart
But while he is busy just being him
You are lost in you
Now you fear this leap you accidentally took
You are grasping at every solid thing in your path
Trying to reverse the actions you have put in motion
The moment will come when he’ll realize what has happened
He will turn from you as you had
Originally planned yourself
He will do what you now secretly fear
What will you do when he fails to love you back
What did you think would happen

Long Time No Posts

2011-04-01T11:50:00.003-04:00

Hey out there,

About a year ago I put up my blogging pen because honestly I didn't think anyone was reading or listening. It wasn't until I read the comments left on my very last post that I realized that people were starting to come around. Silly me. Well thank you all for your support and I apologize to those who have been patiently waiting an update. Ta da. Here I am.

Today's post is a little bit of shameless self promotion lol. I've been working on a couple of songs for a mixtape and I want to know what people think.

CLICK HERE

And I will be back with a new fall line up of posts.

Where Yo Leg At

2009-12-26T16:11:00.002-05:00

High School Flashbacks...Successful Frexes as an afterthought.

2009-05-26T00:31:00.004-04:00

I was cleaning up in my soon to be old apartment. I have accumulated so much crap it's not even remotely funny or interesting enough to profess here or even in idle conversation. What I did find that is interesting and funny was a book...(fine, a journal, if you must know) that I used to write in. The very first entry, I apparently began upon the prompting of Oprah (God, I can imagine myself in 20 years, watching Oprah as if she's a pagan saint. Somehow I don't doubt that she'll still be on ABC giving lots of washed-up middle aged women hope and entertainment. I kid, I kid, I love Oprah...secretly.). Anywho, I was writing about lots of things, my family, relationships, daily activities, even those prickly things called *gasp* emotions. As I read, my heart was saddened for the teenage angst of my high school years. In retrospect, it couldn't have been as sad and miserable as I portrayed through my writing. Remembering now, EVERYTHING was a crisis when you were 16. Your parents were out to get you and your complete lack of freedom was as appalling and unpalatable to you as prison. It made me think about the overdramatization that every teenager puts on their life. Reading what I wrote and then comparing that to what I remember, what I was writing sounded like a clearly fictional account of what really happened. It was obviously very real emotion for me at that time but I mean, really. As if. What I wouldn't give to have those problems again.

Now moving right along to the afterthought of this post. Successful Frexes Μέρος τρία (or Part Three)

There's nothing really interesting to tell. I suppose I just found it pertinent to give an update to the ongoing, part-timey saga. At the end of February, I was simultaneously FB chatted and IMed on AIM by the offending party. We ended up having the same stilted conversation twice. He said hi, I responded in kind. He asked how I was, I answered fine. The End. Repeat.

I would have thought that my obvious reluctance to speak to said dunderhead the first time would deter any further conversation, but apparently not. Fast forward to the middle of April. I just so happen to be at my job looking to buy some juice. My knee is nudged and I turn around and face none other than the ex in question. I'm shocked, and therefore my speech is unchecked and after the hellos, "What are you doing here?" spills from my mouth. Considering I haven't seen him all semester and humans are creatures of habit, I'm more interested than I should be. He proceeds to shrug, which prompts his irritating ass friend to jump in with the explanation, "We were coming from Center City, took 13th Street, saw the SAC and decided to stop in." So, after all these coincidences of travel, you came inside the SAC and into the basement to my job. That took some thought and effort, there's nothing else down there. And I made the case that perhaps he wasn't there to see me, to which one of my oldest and closest friends asked, "Did he buy anything?". Clearly, the answer was no. Now my highly inquisitive mind wants to know why you came there and what did you want? I'll update eventually, when something else happens, IF anything else happens. Til next time. I <3 sex, cigs and caf...although in all honesty I'd leave the cigs and caf.

Globalization

2009-04-08T21:22:00.002-04:00

There is an old idea dressed in new attire coming to the US.

Fear

2009-03-26T00:54:00.002-04:00

i know i haven't posted in awhile but i'd appreciate some love anyway

FEAR:

I’m afraid to love you
Afraid the next time I reach for you you’ll turn away
Afraid that the memory of your lips will fade
That I’ll never taste their sweetness again
I’m afraid that the next time I see you
My heart will beat out of my chest
Unable to contain how you consume me
Silent or subtle I’ve been for years
Unsure of where I stood
Unsure of where I fit in your world
But as time passes and people change
I find the only consistency is my desire for you
They say ask and you shall receive
I am longing to ask you
Patience is the virtue I have always lacked
Fear of the unknown has run rampant in my mind
All I’ve ever wanted is reciprocity
For you to stay with me
Just one night to let me hold you
I just want to feel you near me
I could be what you need
I don’t know how it would work
Where we would go
But how can you not be curious
The light shines on the other side of the moon
And I would move the heavens to create a space for your heart and mine
Tighter I feel my chest is getting
Every day that passes I wonder if you are remembering
How much you mean to me
I am afraid to love you
Afraid that if you know how much I feel
You will think it too much to take
Afraid that you wont tell me that you don’t feel the same
Even worse still you wont tell me if you do
Does your heart beat louder when the phone rings
Are you hoping that it’s me?
Does the hair on the back of your neck tingle
When you are sitting close to me
When I look into your eyes, watching you speak
Are you wondering when our lips will meet?
When our hands will clasp
When your breath reaches my neck
When my tongue reaches your breast
Do you wonder where I go when I’m not with you?
Do you wonder who I speak to when I am not speaking with you?
Are you scared to lose me?
Scared to love me
Are you afraid that it has all been a dream?
That our moment wasn’t real
That I don’t feel what you feel
Kiss me again
Let me hold your face in my hands one more time
Let me show you that you need to be mine
That I will cherish your heart with all that I have
That if you left tomorrow, never to come back
I would mourn the loss of you until the day i die
Infinite tears would be shed, on my pillow
Do not even bother asking why because you did this
You made this connection; I have not been able to shake it
You spend your time with these silly girls
And I am here trying to feign joy for you
Knowing they could never see the truth
That lies behind your eyes
They will never know how your voice changes when your smiling
Even over the phone, when your alone, and you don’t tell me
I can hear your smile and it makes me smile
Even if we were temporary the attempt would change my life
I would cross-oceans, climb mountains
Search the desert to find the key to your heart
I would hold it close to me
Let it become one with me
You are one with me
And yet I find myself afraid to love you
Afraid you won’t feel the same
Afraid one day you wont remember my name
Afraid there will be a new she to yet again replace me
I don’t want to miss a lover
Couldn’t bear to lose a friend
Do you trust me?
Because I think I’m diving in
Will you catch me?
Because I’ve been falling since the day we met
Can you see me?
Because since we kissed
I’ve been floating high above the clouds
Wondering how to say
I love you

The Story of a Night

2009-01-24T03:19:00.005-05:00

This night took a strange turn somewhere along the line.

It's 3:20 in the morning. Im in a pair of my best jeans, and an undershirt with mascara on the sleeve. My hair is stale. I smell like smoke. My overshirt had beer spilled on it, it is languishing in my hamper now. The only treatment it was given was a spray of Glade. My hopes are soaring, my balls hurt, and I am incredibly saddened, all three for different reasons. Three different, enlightening, beautiful reasons. My desk is covered in potato chip crumbs. My god, I should be sleeping. I'm supposed to be up at 10. But, I am not. It is 3:30, and I am listening to the most beautiful song I have ever heard. It is called I Found A Reason by Cat Power. Its simplicity is beautiful, it touches my heart, I wish the 2 minute run time could have been 20.

There's a black X on my arm i got in the beginning of the night. Its faded now, but at 10 PM it meant I paid the sorority next to me $5 dollars for the most delicious chocolate chip pancakes I ever had. It was all I could eat, but I only had two. I felt guilty about getting seconds, and my future roommate was waiting to go to a party. A social, the all greek social to be exact. I've never been to one, I am excited. However, I know it's going to be the same as any other. Lots of guys trying to get with a small amount of girls. It's an inevitablilty of greek life, and of Drexel.

Cut to 11:45. Two of my brothers are dragging me to dance, bringing me to leave my comfortable little corner with my good and trusted friends, also brothers. I tell my shell to take a break, have a beer, he's earned it. I follow them because it is secretly what I want to happen. I am introduced to a girl. She is drunk and she is fake. But, she is open and I am trying. She is stolen, taken from me by somebody who does not care, somebody who doesn't mind the fakeness. Somebody who doesn't mind not having a name. It is at that point that I am kicked in the balls.

12:00. I am lying on the couch of our TV room in agony. I am watching Juno. A couple, one of my brothers and a very close friend are sitting there. She has her head on his shoulder. The scene is sweet enough to make me feel slightly better. I am roused from my agony by the doorbell. It's my future roommate's girlfriend, and this girl I've been trying to catch a minute with. We talk. It is awkward at first, as the discussion opens with why I left the social. "Kicked in the penis" as roommates girlfriend says. It is awkward, but the other girl comments it is only awkward if you make it so. So, I roll with it. After a while, i ask her to formal. She says yes, and my spirit soars.

12:15. I am waiting outside. I am talking to my very close friend, the one with her head on his shoulder. She comments they aren't a couple. Things are weird. Complicated. Things are very "College" right now. Another former couple sitting there announce they broke up as well. It's a bummer, I decide to go back to the party.

1 AM. I am back at the sorority house for more pancakes. They aren't as good this time, but my taste buds have numbed. An acuaintence talks to one of my brothers about how she shouldn't be persecuted for hooking up with a random guy. When my brother protests, I assure him the world wont end because of it. I will be held accountable if it does. Five minutes later, the acquaintence works herself into a frenzy over her roommate hooking up with a guy.

Irony is painful sometimes.

2 AM. I have a deep discussion with aformentioned close friend(head on his shoulder) and the brother from the previous paragraph. We talk about love. I have my doubts about things. I want to find somebody I can make something with. Both of them say it cannot happen that way. it must be spontaneous she says, like her and her new "boy".

2:30 AM. "Her new boy"s roommate shows up, also a brother as well. She asks him if her "new boy" is really finished with his "old girl". He doesn't know, he doesnt tell him.

2:45. They are both crying. He is so distant from both of them. They cry on eachothers shoulders. He shakes my hand as he is leaving, fighting back tears. She cries on my shoulder. She thought she had finally found something real, she says, but he was just playing her she says. The mascara stains my shirt, but I do not mind. I understand, I understand perfectly, that is why it hurts. That is what makes me sad. Drunks come in and out of our house, disrupting the scene. I get them out, she crashes on the 1 AM brothers couch, he helps her to call down, to fall asleep. I admire him for this. He knows how to handle these situations, how to delay the pain until the person is ready to face it. My solution would have been to get it out right away. We could have been up all night.

It is 3 A.M. I start to think about why this is significant. All these people, all these events. The pancakes, the hookups, the brothers and the crying. I see it in a flash of comprehension.

We are all different people, but we are all after the same goals. In the end, we want stability. We want to stop our searches and accounce we have found the lost golden city of el dorado. Nobody wants random hookups over and over. We all just want that one connections that leads us to tranquility.

When it comes right down to it, we are all simply little people trying to manage our little lives. For all of our plans, they can rise of fall by the hands of random chance, just as much chance as buying the next winning lottery ticket, or pushing our winnings one more round. The world is a black joke, and the goal is to laugh at the end of it all. Many people have been lost to this game, but the pride of man, the last greatest hope for humanity, is the fact we continue to pick ourselves up each time. Broken, beaten, scarred, but smarter and better. Adaption. Survival. Life.

After tonight, this night gone awry, I don't know if Im ever going to see life as meaningless again. I've seen the precipace of human emotion. Ive seen the good people do bad, the terrible do good, and the brokenhearted love. I've seen it, and I can't look back. Life is beautiful in all of it's random stupidity.

It's 4:02, and Im publishing this post. Whoever you are, I wish nothing but the best for you.

"Oh I do believe
In all the things you say
What comes is better than what came before

And youd better come come, come come to me
Better come come, come come to me
Better run, run run, run run to me
Better come

Oh I do believe
In all the things you say
What comes is better that what came before

And youd better run run, run run to me
Better run, run run, run run to me
Better come, come come, come come to me
Youd better run"

Cat Powers, I found a reason

New Year's non-resolutions

2009-01-10T22:06:00.003-05:00

I presume I am to be the first person to break the invisible barrier of 2008 into 2009. I would make this post one of those "I'm feeling great about my future and my life in general because its a new year!!!" posts, but I won't. I've always believed in making the best of every day rather than setting goals specific to the new year. Yes, a new year means a clean slate and all that jazziness that comes along with it, but as far as I'm concerned every day is a clean slate. Use it. Let's use an applicable example.

A. Let's say on the 16th of November, you decided you wanted to stop cursing. On the 17th of November, that could have/should have been the first day of your curse free tongue. Alas, always easier said than done.

B. Like Nike says, Just Do It!!!

Moving on, I'll say that of course I have my own personal resolutions. Its impossible not to look at a new year as a whole host of possibilities just waiting to happen. So, here's a toast to 2009 and all the moments waiting to happen.

Kehinde Wiley

2008-12-23T03:40:00.003-05:00

Last week I visited the Blanton Museum of Art at the University of Texas at Austin campus. The museum, which is the largest on-campus museum in the country, houses contemporary American artists. A piece of work on display that moved me was by artist Kehinde Wiley.

Wiley, who is based out of New York, is well known for his contemporary paintings of urban African American in poses taken from 16th century art history. He paints in the style of Neo-Baroque (Classical and High Baroque was a movement that followed the Italian Renaissance.)

I certainly appreciate the fusion of various historic art styles such as French Rococo with today's American hip-hop culture. I find that his work sets the stage for the harmonization of aristocratic representation and an urban aesthetic.

For more information on Kehinde Wiley, visit

http://www.kehindewilty.com/main.html

our next president

2008-11-12T17:31:00.002-05:00

Is it just me or is anyone else still emotional over our new president?

I know its been a week but this still just keeps hitting me over and over and i just want to keep celebrating. Regardless of what happens in the next four years I still can't wait to tell my kids about this election. we made history and I want to smile and laugh and cry and shout all at the same time.

So i go watch videos like this one http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l3PszZbJf_0

woooooohhh!!!!!!

If I were a boy!

2008-11-09T17:56:00.003-05:00

Has anyone ever listened and read the lyrics to Beyonce's song "If I were a Boy". To all the lady readers this song is HOTT!! It's the truth yet real encouraging and inspiring! We need more of these types of songs out there! Holla atcha girl..MIssy

Check the video here http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BVTyLqkez6A

Lyrics!!
If I were a boy
Even just for a day
I’d roll outta bed in the morning
And throw on what I wanted then go
Drink beer with the guys
And chase after girls
I’d kick it with who I wated
And I’d never get confronted for it.
Cause they’d stick up for me.

[Chorus]
If I were a boy
I think I could understand
How it feels to love a girl
I swear I’d be a better man.
I’d listen to her
Cause I know how it hurts
When you lose the one you wanted
Cause he’s taken you for granted
And everything you had got destroyed

If I were a boy
I could turn off my phone
Tell evveryone it’s broken
So they’d think that I was sleepin’ alone
I’d put myself first
And make the rules as I go
Cause I know that she’d be faithful
Waitin’ for me to come home (to come home)

(Chorus)

It’s a little too late for you to come back
Say its just a mistake
Think I’d forgive you like that
If you thought I would wait for you
You thought wrong

(Chorus)

But you’re just a boy
You don’t understand
Yeah you don’t understand
How it feels to love a girl someday
You wish you were a better man
You don’t listen to her
You don’t care how it hurts
Until you lose the one you wanted
Cause you’ve taken her for granted
And everything you have got destroyed
But you’re just a boy

our lives were riots, except we were the ones putting the fires out

2008-10-31T19:20:00.003-04:00

I can't believe nobody has said anything about the Phillies winning the world series. It was amazing for that to happen, I never would have imagined they would do it while I was in college. it's a shame people had to fuck it up by starting fires and knocking down traffic lights. Way to go Philly! Take that as you will.

Congrats, great job Phils, keep it up.

Successful Frexes Part Duex

2008-10-25T22:56:00.003-04:00

So, as I thought its not possible to stay friends with an ex. No matter how mature and adult you try to be, either one person or the other manages to be as disrespectful as possible. After our break-up in September, I hadn't really spoken to him. I was keeping my distance. I saw him two weeks ago and wrote him an email which probably wasn't a good idea. I had so many unanswered questions and explanations that made no sense. So, his response email was obviously and as expected, deliberately hurtful and disrespectful. His exact words at the end were, "we're not together, we're not friends, we're not shit. I've washed my hands of the situation and you." So, i took that to mean don't speak to me and that's fine if that's how you want it. So, I'm minding my business Thursday and I see him and I don't speak. We're not shit so why should I acknowledge your presence? He sends me a text message says hi. I initially don't respond but against my better judgment I say hi and he asks me how I am. I say fine and proceed to say I thought he wasn't talking to me. He says it was me who wasn't speaking to him. I reiterate his words from the email. Then he says he wanted me to get over the situation.

So, apparently its perfectly fine to lie for months and then give a bullshit explanation when you break-up. Maybe everybody should try it. So, we argue about it, yet again. Everybody knows how conversations with exes go. They turn into discussions/arguments about who was wrong, what went wrong, etc., etc. Finally we stop talking. Later, I'm sitting in class and I get a random text message from somebody asking for me. Turns out its the girl who was involved with our break-up. He either gave this girl my number or she went in his phone and took it. Started talking all types of mess about I need to stop contacting him and whatnot. So, I set her straight and let her know that he spoke to me. My life was moving along just fine. To add insult to injury, the insecure little girl had the nerve to call me from his phone. So, you obviously let her do it right in front of you. He's obviously LOST his mind. To do something so blatantly disrespectful, you're obviously not the person who I thought you were and you let this girl change you for the worse.

Long story short: my run of Successful Frexes posts have come to an untimely end because that's where I draw the line. But maybe not, this could be just the beginning. Like those Tootsie Roll commercials, "The world may never know..."

Californication

2008-10-21T10:05:00.003-04:00

So I'm watching Californication on Showtime this week and it cuts to a particularly wild scene. This is the scene of Hank, our protagonist, gettin it in with this "Rachel Ray"-esque cook from a t.v. cooking show. His new friend, some rock star, is having him write his life story. So, Hank does what any God fearing American man would do, he bones her.

Now this scene isn't too graphic. It's a little wild but its down in good taste. What is so wild about it is not what's shown, but what is said. This chick has the OD potty mouth I mean she's talking crazy. At one point she says "fu-k me like I'm al-quieda [sic]" I mean wtf is that all about?

Naughty talk in the bedroom. It's an odd phenomenon. It's like because you two are all on top of and inside of each other you can start talking reckless. Well, it didn't really stop Hanky boy, but I dunno if I'm down for all that.

I love Californication
You love Sex Cigs and Caf

Why?

2008-10-21T10:00:00.000-04:00

Why is there a condom dispenser in the bathroom in Paley Library?
Is it like commonplace to need to get your freak on in the library? So in order to make sure no babies pop up 9 months from now in a res hall, we just put some Rough Ryderz in the convience center...Hmmm...hey what ev'. If people like to get it poppin' in between the stacks that's alright with me.

I love the Library

You love Sex Cigs and Caf

wake up

2008-10-20T23:22:00.003-04:00

"You become a champion by fighting one more round. When things are tough, you fight one more round." - James Corbett

I happened to walk into an apartment a couple of weeks ago, and i got a compliment i wasn't really used to hearing. The guy couldn't believe now he was looking at the same person he knew last year.

It's hard to look back at where I was a long time ago. It's like looking in a mirror and seeing somebody else inside. It's just a shock to your system the first day you realize how much things have changed, how you've changed. It's an euphoria rush.

I love going to the gym. It's a focal point of energy for me. I see where I was, and I see where I'm going. It's one of the biggest things I've ever done with my life, a real long term goal. Taking initiative of life instead of just passively wishing for things to get done.

I had a religion teacher I really respected in 11th grade. Sure he had to teach us all of what the catholic church believed, but he taught us about life. He knew how to pick people up, how to keep them going when the chips were down. He used to be hot headed and young, trapped in poor circumstance. Somebody lifted him up. He had a saying "Help somebody in need, because you might be the only gospel they read that day."

I want you to get out there and do something. Do something small, do something big, do anything. Fix things, get the ball rolling. Help somebody out, help people to believe again. Get them to think, get them to think about anything at all! Stop talking about how people and things can be saved and start doing it. Make life just a little bit better. Get apathy out of the picture, what's the use of it? It hasn't done anybody any good, but lack of it has caused the greatest of events to transpire!

Do something for yourself! Read a book, learn something about anything, take the reigns and steer a new course. Don't just sit around, try to get better! If for no other reason, do it because the world out there is getting more competitive with every passing day. Work towards a goal, work for a better body, a better mind, a better tomorrow! Feel passion for something! If you do this you'll never have to worry about a day where you look back and say "I wish I would have done something".

Do what you can whenever you can. Not only will you save others, but you may very well save yourself. Take it from somebody who knows, you could be the reason somebody keeps trying.

Embracing Change

2008-10-20T12:30:00.001-04:00

Hi there
How are things?

My mother always says that the craziest things that she's lived through in history happen during election years. Well, It's an election year! This means that I should expect to share in the family tradition of living through change. Change has been a reoccurring theme of our year eh? Well I'll tell you that a fundamental difference between me and "them" is that I'm not afraid of change...not anymore.

Hahaha this is funny. Speaking of the difference between me and them lol. I'm actually laughing while I'm writing this, so I hope my words sound chuckled in your head. Get this, The other day I got into a conversation with a friend about what I'd do for a million bucks. C'mon if you ever had this conversation you know people eventually ask: would you blow another guy? Everyone said yes. No. That was my response. Not for 1 Million 2 Million...a Billion. It's easy to say now, but I won't look my son in the face and tell him that his daddy made his riches by selling out. I wasn't born to be a second hander.

I love change
You Sex Cigs and Caf

2008-10-16T21:44:00.001-04:00

And guess what? I'm having more fun. Now that we're done I'm gonna show you tonight I'm alright.

2008-10-15T11:42:00.001-04:00

Is planning a Halloween NYC Parade for Halloween Festivities!

2008-10-14T20:03:00.001-04:00

Venturing to South Philly! Text it!

2008-10-14T15:17:00.001-04:00

Dreaming of a stimulus check hopefully to come and studying auditing when my reality hits.

2008-10-13T20:11:00.001-04:00

Helping Christians out... knocking down one craigslist posting at a time :)

Ace up your sleeves

2008-10-13T14:30:00.001-04:00

"Life consists not in holding good cards but in playing those you hold well. -- Josh Billings"

Well, It's four in the morning(At the time of writing). If I open the blinds of my room in my fraternities house, I can see the first bits of the night dying away. Really, I haven't even tried to go to sleep before this, I've been having too much fun hanging out with some of the new greek life.

There's always been the analogy of life being like a card game-the hand might not always be what you expect, but the challenge is making something good out of it, and occasionally life will surprise you. My cards have always been dealt, in my own little opinion, kinda crooked. Of course, that leaves me wondering what the meaning of it all is. It'd be easy to say there is no meaning, were all here to live and die and nothing else. I could do that and call it a day but I've always seen in my life that the people we think leave us with something left hanging are usually the people who come right back to stick right up there with the ones that never left.

Few examples:

A work with a good friend of mine. I hung out with him in sophomore year and never really talked to him much after that, pretty much because we were two different people. When he started at work I realized how much I missed him.

For Drexel move in crew a lot of the people I helped move into one of the residence halls joined the sorority next to us. I always find it weird how you can interact with somebody for a small fixed amount of time, then have them come into your life in some way and find you enjoy their company.

My current roommate. I hung with him once or twice then he left. Now he's back and I'm living with him. This is strange as we don't really click. I think of it as the difference between a can and a bottle of the same drink. Very different on the outside, the same on the inside. We both have the same strong passions about two or three things, and a general snarky attitude towards the weird way the world work.

I can honestly say I've never looked forward to any period of time more than I am for this year. Just being here, taking action, is itself invigorating. There's just so much opprotunity now, like there's a great adventure laid before me. I want the highs, but also the lows and the middles. I know now that I can count on the guiys around me in SigEp to lift me up if I fall down on this trip, so I wouldn't be doing any of the any justice if I didn't give everything I can this school year.

Out with the old in with the new, goodbye and good riddance to bad luck.

2008-10-13T12:43:00.001-04:00

Could be going to Freight Fest at Six Flags on the 25th. Anyone interested?

2008-10-12T19:10:00.001-04:00

Studying and doing taxes :(

2008-10-10T19:52:00.001-04:00

Dancin like theirs no tomorrow :)

2008-10-10T10:09:00.001-04:00

Just a little bossy :)

2008-10-09T22:05:00.001-04:00

D o N e! w/ the library. Valium anyone? I feel like I need a reward after 6 hours straight through!

2008-10-09T16:39:00.001-04:00

@ the library doing homework and studying!

Super Mario Theme for Firefox

2008-10-08T23:04:00.001-04:00

Mario Theme for Firefox

This is a Mario theme for firefox. This theme, because it is copyrighted can not be put on Firefox's database of themes, but it's really to install. Just follow the directions on the page.

2008-10-08T12:04:00.001-04:00

If I just laid here... would you lie with me and just forget the world? Thought for the day. Make it vibrate ;)

2008-10-07T23:23:00.001-04:00

Almost done with auditing homework. Hopefully I win my AICPA submission :)

2008-10-07T20:36:00.001-04:00

Getting ready for the Presidential debate! :)

2008-10-06T20:21:00.001-04:00

Listening to AOL radio and doing Tax homework :)

2008-10-05T18:55:00.001-04:00

Hopes that he can stop coughing for realz!

2008-10-04T18:40:00.000-04:00

@ Work. Text it!

2008-10-04T16:47:00.001-04:00

Making his playlist on Myspace of course!

2008-10-04T11:07:00.001-04:00

Let's do this. Text it!

2008-10-03T21:50:00.001-04:00

Heading to Shampoo w/ Derek!

2008-10-03T11:36:00.001-04:00

Off to Center City to help people get out of debt! Text it.

2008-10-02T22:43:00.001-04:00

needing Sarah Palin to go back to Alaska and never leave!

2008-10-02T15:05:00.001-04:00

Anxiously awaiting the verbiage of Sarah Palin tonight!!!

2008-10-01T13:37:00.001-04:00

Working + Studying. Trying to think of a new accomplishment to do. :/

Free Fax

2008-09-30T23:47:00.003-04:00

This is a website that allows you to send a fax free through the internet!

2008-09-30T20:13:00.001-04:00

@ Library with Derek. We're mixing up the Asian invasion!

Spore and the Securom

2008-09-30T19:34:00.003-04:00

Even if you don't play video games, chances are you've heard of Spore. It was touted to be the most open ended game of history. The pinnacle of the "create your own world" games started by SimCity. If you've been living under a rock (or just don't care about video games) here's a run through.

Will Wright created The Sims, one of the most widely known video games in the world. It's praised for giving the player control of a bunch of little lives they they could create. Then again, when people get the chance to create they usually destroy just as much. But hey it's kinda fun, and it beats doing such things in real life hands down.

Here comes Spore into the mix, Will Wright's magnum opus. In the realm of games where you play God what could be better than creating your own species and leading them on the path to greatness? Well, the problem, somehow, seems to be the fact that it is simultaneously both too fantastic and too real. We'll address the former first.

A game like Spore almost entirely relies on the players imagination and proficiency with the creator. My first creature ended up being a blob with legs. This wasn't really intentional but I couldn't figure out how to work the creator without causing horrible physical disorders. When I finally learned HOW to work it I was pretty much stuck with my amorphous blob with leg people.

However my creations seem pretty damn elegant compared to all the penis monsters that show up in your game. That's exactly the problem with games like this. In the Sims people found out how to get rid of the little blurry bits so they could see that their little people looked exactly like animated barbie dolls. In this game people can make whatever they want so they make penises. When you hand creative control to the masses some of them will create amazing things but most of them will just make porn.

The second part is that occasionally it can seem so reflective of the real world it borders on the depressing. As much as it's touted that you have millions of paths in the game your options really come right down to be pals with everybody and assimilate or just murder them all. Because the parts you pick affect how well you make friends or kill it takes a bit away from the "create whatever you want" boast. It makes sense though, if you're a giant dinosaur with jaws of steel, spiked barbs all over your body and claws that could tear through meat like tissue people aren't exactly gonna be clamoring to hang out with you.

I don't know if this is a clever play on how society functions in the real world but in every stage of the game murder is always the easiest way to "win" the game. The different ways of murder change but all in all it falls flat on it's face because it's boring. You throw yourself and eventually your tanks planes and spaceships at the enemy with the hopes they'll keel over. If you die it's not really a big deal because there always happens to be more of you. When you start rolling tanks around it gets challenging again, but eventually you reach the lofty height of progress that is aerial warfare and suddenly people cant touch you.

All this leads to a big disappointment. The game that was supposed to be the greatest "choose your own adventure" ended up being a glorified "Who has the biggest weapon" contest.

If this wasn't enough to frustrate you the anti-piracy security included in the game is not only maddening but it doesn't work and is illegal. It is installed without prompt with the game and cannot be removed with the gamed installation. It places itself right in the core programs of your computer, you know those important ones that ruin everything if you so much as touch them. So if you happen to have installed Spore EA has access to every area of your computer and you can't get rid of it without deleting absolutely everything. They actually have a lawsuit against them for this.

All in all, don't buy Spore.

2008-09-30T17:02:00.001-04:00

@ library reading. Text it.

2008-09-29T22:32:00.001-04:00

@ the library. Blah. Auditing. Blah.