I Must interrupt Today's Regularly Scheduled Programming...

This will be a very short post, only because I'm @ work and well I have work to do. Yet I felt the strongest desire to express my feelings about the cafeteria that serves food 1 floor below where I sit. The Cafe if you can call it that, has probably some of the most unusual choices in food that is prepared for lunch. Key word is lunch, because I have no complaints about breakfast...The turkey sausage is always on point...Not to mention the pancakes that have iHop looking back. Lunch is usually served one or two ways...Decent and who the hell came up with this recipe. I would say more often than not on any given week you can assume that tofu is a major part of at least one dish, at least once a week. Or like today, we have the tofu counterpart...tamato and mozzarella sandwiches (See my mouth watering...of course you didn't...). Now that I said all that...I would just call my instant lunch fix...Chinese delivery (Which I know the number by heart, forward and backwards) but I wasted that opportunity yesterday because they were serving Grilled vegetable and mozzarella wraps. What the hell is a brotha to do. Especially that I just finished an energy shake from the gym I haven't worked out in since...I don't have the energy to go out looking for something that is half-way decent...I'll keep ya posted

Day Before pt. 1 (Assuming there will be a part 2)

How does everyone know that it is the day before your vacation day? My phone usually rings very often throughout the work day, but today...non-stop. With everything possible...I can't call here...I can't call there...is this done...can you run this report...can you run that report...I think I recused someone from a nervous breakdown when I explained to them today isn't the last Thursday of the month (Long Story).

I'm looking forward to being off tomorrow, eventhough I was home sick Monday...it's different when its scheduled as a vacation day. I plan to spend the 1st half of the day in the comforts of my bed. The 2nd half will be down in the Illadelph...visiting mom dukes...but it be like a work day...got to fix her pc.

I plan to get some recording done...I just realized I have spoken too much about music lately. I've been plugging away at 3 projects on the low.
Project #1: I'm working on another instrumental CD...this one is more on the jazz/trip-hop type vibe. Probably the type of stuff you would hear Portishead rock. Basically it ain't meant for everyone...trying some experimentation, minus the chaps and drastic name changes like Dre 3000. (Everything in moderation).
Project #2: The lil Mixtape that could. This project has been moving very methodically...at the blazing speed of a blind and crippled snail. I had put out an open call on Craigslist. Maybe a little to soon...cause I know the concept of the mixtape that I want to use...and part of me really doesn't want to have to weed through the mire to find what I really want. I had planned to use my own tracks as well. So far counting myself I have 4 emcees on board, with tracks in their hands...yet only 2 are ready to record after having the material for damn near three months. And we're only talking about 2 a piece. Then out of the 2 that are ready...one has been having about as good of a year that I'm having so far. At last count his car has been broken into 3 times...and he's been jumped once. Talk about karma...maybe I need to meditate on his behalf...cause we set once again another tenative date to record his tracks...crossing fingers and toes...and saying a prayer with a few hail mary's.
Project #3: Putting together my own EP...that has been getting tossed to the back burner for a loooooooooooooooooooong as time...I finally have some material I want to run with...and well see what happens.

*Getting back to work...well more like going to lunch*

Sick Day

pain ( P ) Pronunciation Key (pn)
n.
An unpleasant sensation occurring in varying degrees of severity as a consequence of injury, disease, or emotional disorder.

Today I did one of my favorite things in world to do on a Monday...I laid in bed and watched TV. Now I never mind taking time out to enjoy the small pleasures in life, but today...my back was killing me. Basically no fun. Especially when you don't have those difficult to pronounce pain killers that take you to a place in euphoria. Where you see the purple trees and yellow grass. Being that some of the less mental altering medications have been pulled or are under heavy scrutiny, I was left with a bottle of Advil and a remote control.

Now with modern technology we are able to travel cross country at amazing speeds, make new friends half-way across the world without leaving your home, and recieve over 300 channels via digital cable.

With the cable package that I subscribe to, minus internet access I pay close to $100 a month...when I only watch tv maybe 12 hours a week. (That's not counting the time the tv is on while I'm doing other things). So staying home today made me realize that even with 300 channels...there still ain't shit on tv. Now I know I 've mention this about a year ago about the reality tv craze, but damn I think it has gotten worse. Now I do like to watch the Apprentice and Wife Swap when I remember (You need to see drama every now and again), but today I've seen some questionable if not overkill concepts. Maybe as a I take a real look at myself...I'm more of an exhibitionist.

1. Double Agent: Show about purchasing a home. Two real estate agents trying to sell a home to the same couple. I've been through the home purchasing exercise and it's boring (On a day to day basis)..like this show. I'm not sure if it was the homes or the fact that this would of had the same impact if the show was cut down to 10 minutes as a story on Prime Time Live, but it did what most pain killers cause you to do...go to sleep.

2. Paris Island: Show about Marine Recruits going through Basic Training on the infamous island. This was actually interesting for the first 45 minutes (That's when I realized that the show was actually 3 hours long and I caught in the second) being that the only look into the training on the island was a tour guided by Demi Moore in G.I. Jane and if I'm not mistaken Richard Gere in Officer and a Gentleman. Not to mention the training at the facility was in the news recently.

3. Hip Hop Dancer: Show about Dancers trying to make their break onto the Hip Hop Video scene. This kept my attention as I switched back and forth with Paris Island. (Contrast) I have a different appreiation for the video dancer now...they're getting ripped off...When I heard how much some of them make per video...$200 and they have to fight for that...no wonder one of the dancers was a stripper. The parents of one of the girls was interviewed, and they made a valiant point...what happens when they turn 25? A lot of them only had a high school education, dropped out of college. I think this topic deserves it's own blog...stay tuned. I can never look @ a music video the same ever again.

4. All in the Family Marathon: If you don't know what the show is about...check out TV Land. You got to pay homage to shows that actually made you laugh...and still make you laugh 30 years later. The show that brought us the character George Jefferson. Before the deluxe apartment in the sky (I...ay...I). Before he got the piece of the pie (I...ay..........I...............I).

Beyond the Verbal Exchange Through Headphones

Only cause I got this loop blasting through my headphones @ this very moment in this fragment of time...I feel the need to drop a verse...

Deep inside the caszim called your ear canal
Sujective lyrics resonate beyond the verbal
Exchange transmitted through headphones
Turned up louder than 12 guage @ close range, turn the page
Understand the reference, Knowledge the blessings, Learn the lessons
From the teachings making your speaker peak
Just focus when you hear the prophetic speak
Dialetic before the intellects have a moment discet-digest
These somethings from off my chest
In edible 4 bar sllyables
Superfical
Attempts to completely describe the unearthly events
When 9th Elements spits
Venomous snake pits my metaphors swim in just for kicks
Write a verse in reverse for the remix
Regenerate the vibe like ashes from a Phoenix
Fire purifed energy and plenty of meditation
Allows me to jot lines so tight you can't read in between the punctuations

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hi·a·tus ( P ) Pronunciation Key (h-ts)n. pl. hi·a·tus·es or hiatus
1. A gap or interruption in space, time, or continuity; a break: “We are likely to be disconcerted by... hiatuses of thought” (Edmund Wilson).

Damn...damn is all I can say about not keeping this site up to date. Haven't been in the writing mood lately...not even close (All I wanted to do is write my name in cursive on the back of a check). Yet with recent developments external and internal...I got whole lotta shit to say.

Let's start from the top [Que the spotlight]:

External:

1. 50 Cent and The Game beef and ensuing shootout: Sounds like the perfect marketing tool...bringing the lyrics to life (A free sample of the CDs...like the listening stations @ FYE but on UPN 9 and Hot 97 or an annoying ass street team on South Street in the Illadelphia on a hot ass July Day during "Unity Day"). If you purchased any of their cd's...do you feel suckered...shit I would if I was you after the tongue cheek action at the cease fire/peace offering @ the Harlem Boys Choir. Judging by the images they protray (I'm not a hater...but phuck it we all are haters to an extent...I'll admit) Choir boys are the last thing that comes to mind...WTF!!!

2. Lil Kim being dimed out: This can be wrapped up pretty easy...WTF did you expect!

3. MJ: Whether you think he did it or not...let's explore some noticable things that stand out: A. I personally would not allow my child (If I had one) to attend Never Never Land without my supervision...I like roller coasters...I want to see the lamas...I want to ride the ferris wheel, why should my child have all the damn fun.
B. Ain't no way in hell my child is sleeping in the same house as someone accused of molestation...that shit ain't happening, no phucking way. Makes me wonder if he's covering up the big ass "Pay Day" enscribed on his forehead with bleaching cream.
C. Jesus Juice???...Jesus Juice??? [Shaking Head] WTF

4. Brian Nichols: All around there are problems with this situation...too many to even to begin to explain...I think what he gets is what he gets...but I have some issues:
A. How in the hell did he have police looking for a car across 5 states that was across the street?
B. Why didn't they ever go to the video tape of the parking garage?
C. If you were being held hostage...and your hostage taker says [Paraphrasing] "I need to dump this truck...follow me in your car to a drop spot, and give me a lift back to your place, would you make a left when he made a right? Or would you run his ass over when he got out the truck? Would you forget to tell him you need to take your car in for the 50,000 mile maintenance as your odometer is turning 100,000. And the brakes are kinda loose?
[Side Note]: Condolences to all victims and familes involved.

5. Star and Bucwild's newly and welcomed maturation: Best thing to hit (Again) NYC (and syndicated) air waves. No one wonder they're shooting in front of Hot 97 (Again)...they just got the lastest ratings. Everyone didn't get the Tsunami song joke...We know Jin didn't.

6. Conspiracy Theory 101: I know this is nothing close to anything else I usually ramble about...but I think that as I get older I feel a need to broaden ones mind...including my own. I don't know if anyone is paying attention (Or really gives a fuck about) the current situation in Lebanon. Do you find it odd that a country that is occupied by ones enemy (Syria has been mentioned as one of many countries that is "pro terror" by W.) for a number of years now is being forced out by a domino effect, when a former leader is assinated, driving the people (mainly students) to the streets in sudden protest of its oppressor. I'll leave at that...

7. The recent mandate in the UK on Dance Hall and Reggae Music: Is it me, or up until a few years ago very few Euporeans knew what the lyrics in the song were about?
Is it me, or does this look like the Colonist coming back to quote, unquote put someone in check? Is it me, everytime someone stands on the soapbox for a cause they compare themselves to the civil rights activist of the 60's...not truly grasping the fact that civil rights has been on the table since the first ship landed on the West Coast of Africa. I'll once again leave it @ that...

Internal [Dim that bright ass light]

1. What the fuck were they thinking when they built a train station in the middle of a swamp...on the side of a major highway with no exit ramp...on top of a burial ground...NJ Transit was thinking...a way to charge an extra $80 a month, so you can walk 200 feet to your connecting train...but wait...don't lose your ticket cause your ass will be stuck on the otherside of what looks like bulletproof glass...so that the employees can laugh at your ass as you pay for another ticket just get out.

2. Soul Searching Complete [Results]: Shit I'm still me damn it, that was a waste of time...I thought I would find out that I was some ancient pharohe trapped in a world that doesn't recognize royality when it sees it.

3. Bumper Cars Wars A New Reality TV Show: First Round...Honda Accord vs. A Non-Descript NJ Transit Bus...the winner is...shit do you really need to watch. Hell I was there and I knew who won soon as the bell rung. Yes, another accident...see I'm suppose to be driven around in a stretch Hummer while reading my morning paper, watching the news on a plasma screen...Second Round...Me vs. Insurance Company Employee with finger over the delete key that will drop my policy. Stay Tuned.

4. Radio Appearance: (Radio Ruckus) I once again got the chance to get on the radio and show my ass...well not really but I did rock the mic from off the top...to the non-belief of radio hosts who were trying to get me off the air so they can start their show. Ain't my fault they were late. Shit nobody was outside being shot after beefing with a label mate in a mere attempt to sell more crack (eh), cds...what's the big deal.

I'm tired of typing now...I'll be back in a few days

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