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Wednesday, July 23, 2008
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i feel like i've pressed the reset button on life. it's good
Friday, June 27, 2008
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blog, vlog, isipko
damn. I was browsing through some posts tonight and this dude posts his 250 greatest rap songs and some of his choices i agreed with others not.. but what's funny were the people's responses to his choices... "50 cent? are you retarded?" I lol'd.. by myself. in my room... and then, like I do pretty frequently, I said to myself.. shit.. I could do that.
I do that A LOT. Hear a story about someone, or watch a TV show or movie, and compare myself to the main character.. I could do that.. or oh hell no, this mf is TOO bad ass... yall ever do that?
I've been throwing applications to advertising agencies, web design places, and marketing companies.. kinda redundant though, because I don't have an online portfolio for them to look through. SOOO before I make a useless list that will not help me in anyway, I'll be buying some webspace soon and start posting.. well.. shit that will hopefully get me hired somewhere...an online portfolio, and since I know a couple other mf's that are artistically inclined open up areas for them to display their.. portfolio? too. damn i need a job.
I came back and edited this post to include this guy's blog, which can be found here. The title is, who is the greatest rapper alive? and holy shit he has some funny ass commentary. Here's where he talks on weezy...
Lil Wayne: Where does it start with this guy and where does it end? He's like the existence of life. (Overstatement) Saigon on Kay Slay's show insisted its his dreds that got some super Jedi effect. I don't know what it is but lets face it Wayne has mastered the art of making the most subpar shit sound pretty good. More often than not Wayne doesn't say a damn thing. He gets away with it with his great mic presence and maybe his dreds does actually plays a role as well, thats debatable. I'm not gonna grow any dreds to find out. Wayne is the self-proclaimed "best rapper alive" whether he gets the nod from me or not. In Hip Hop if you say something enough times and actually sound believable like any good speech giver, the people will believe you too. Wayne believes he's the best rapper alive cause he outshines his daddy Baby, Mannie Fresh, and Paul Wall a couple of times. Unfortunately that doesn't convince people like me. Also you can't just make up your own words and use them in a setence and then correct yourself in the next line. Thats not witty to me. Wayne sometimes goes off on tangents and says shit that makes zero to little sense. His fans however love amazing lines like "call me Captain Kangaroo cause I got money in my pouch" or "I'm a venereal disease?" I know that lost me too. Some people are still dumb-founded that he kissed Baby his self-proclaimed daddy in the mouth. I'm more dumb-founded of how easy he got away with it in this Homophobic culture called Hip Hop. That shit was pretty gay. There's no debating that shit even Obama can call it. So Wayne is eliminated off this list. Too much homo shit and not making sense won't win you any points on this list. His hype will only make you want to listen to him more but unforuntately Public Enemy had the best response to that shit. I'll let you tell it.
I've bolded and underlined som of the lines that had me lol... it's true.. I've tried spitting some of the things weezy says and it just doesn't sound good coming from me.. lol.. and the making up words and correcting yourself the next line.. rofl.. i do that. when i sit in my car bymyself trying to free something, i do that, and that's pretty funny.. at least to me. *sigh* I drank an ass load of sugary drinks after the gym and now i'm wired. fuck.
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
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a milli
a milli a milli a milli a milli a milli a milli a milli a milli a mill... ion sales.. that's wassup. Congrats to Weezy F. for being the first artist to sell a million copies during their first week since 2005... 6th top ten album since he first hit the charts at 16 years old.
damn. mixtapes and leaks sell records ladies and gents. in my eyes, it was marketing success...and i haven't bought it yet... i'm also missing the concert HERE IN DALLAS:
06-07 Bridgeport, CT - Arena at Harbor Yard
06-08 Atlantic City, NJ - House of Blues
06-10 Baltimore, MD - 1st Mariner Arena
06-11 Chicago, IL - House of Blues
06-12 San Jose, CA - HP Pavilion
06-15 San Diego, CA - House of Blues
06-16 Los Angeles, CA - House of Blues
06-20 Fresno, CA - Selland Arena
06-27 Lafayette, LA - Cajundome
06-28 Sunrise, FL - Bank Atlantic Center
07-12 Grand Prairie, TX - Nokia Theatre (K104 Summer Jam)
07-12 Shreveport, LA - Hirsch Memorial Coliseum
08-10 Baltimore, MD - Pimlico Race Course (Virgin Mobile Festival)
Same day as my PCs bday... fuckin a. no more shows in all of Texas either.
Tomorrow Katt Williams show... it's nice to have something in the middle of the week, cause the weekend is always fun, but the mon-fri grind is torture..
graduated.. and.. I'm pretty sure no one is going to hire me because I don't have a working portfolio. I would say, "Go look at the Dallas Lambdas site." but.. we didn't pay our bills and now there is no dallas lambdas site. dammit. Soooo I decided to take the opportunity to go ahead and build more of a portfolio and teach myself the new photoshop and flash cs3 progs.. but my computer wasn't up to par... so i bought a new computer.. then my monitor was too small.. so i bought a monitor that takes up more than half my desk, and everyday since I've gotten it in I've watched movies and TV shows. *FAILURE*
I now sit here trying to decide whether to start fuckin with tutorial sites and get into it or procrastinate/throw more money at the problem and buy a book. I mean, I've already started fuckin with it.. but if I had a book I could read at work.. and I know you're thinking, will you really read at work?? yes. Because I have nothing better to do during my break since the people I used to eat lunch with go relocated... and it makes that 9-5 *cough* 4 grind suck that much more. BUT tomorrow :) and this weekend :D, and next week PAY DAY.. the two sweetest syllables in the english language.
Some chica ran into my front bumper and fucked it up SO her daddy cut me a check for 5 bills.. gonna take that and try and do all the work myself along with a whole lot of other maintenance and aesthetics that were long over-due. If everything turns out well, there will be before and after pictures.. if it doesn't, there will still be before and after pictures but a lil less pride.
Sunday, June 15, 2008
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Like father like son
Often we overlook our blessings aka don't appreciate something/one until they are gone. Father's Day, an opportunity to let your dad know what's up.Too many times I've heard stories of fathers and sons who don't say, I love you.. and have had their differences in the past. I know I have. For a year or two I even resented my father, I told myself I'm gonna try, really try to be different..
My father was a Technical Illustrator, went back to school to study Finance. Hobbies: basketball, billiards, and cars.
I graduated with a degree in Arts and Technology with a minor in Business Admin and I share the same hobbies. Looks like I didn't try very hard did I?
We all have our personality traits that aren't particularly well liked, but my first lessons in humor came from my Dad. My respect for others, eagerness to host, small talk, love to teach and explain, and hard working attitude. For good and for bad, I will take after my Dad and can be thankful that, even though I did not realize it, he's been my role model.
I wouldn't do ya wrong, listen to this song:
Atmosphere - Yesterday
I thought I saw you yesterday
But I didn't stop cause you was walking the opposite way
I guess I could have shouted out your name
But even if it was you I don't what I would say
We can sit and reminisce about the old school
Maybe share a cigarette because we both fools
Chop it up and compare perspectives
Life< Love< Stress< and Set backs
Yes'
You could tell me how hard you had it
And you could show me all the scares to back it
And we can analyze each complaint
Break it down and explain these mistakes I make
I like to tangle up the strings of the puppetry
But you knew me back when i was a younger me
You've seen Sean in all types of life
And I've been meaning to ask you if I'm doing alright
(Chorus)
Yesterday, was that you
Looked just like you
Strange things my imagination might do
Take a breath reflect on what we've been through
Or am I just going crazy cause I miss you
Yesterday, was that you
Looked just like you
Strange things my imagination might do
Take a breath reflect on what we've been through
Or am I just going crazy cause I miss you
I'm Shook
I know
I pushed when I should of pulled
Took it all back if I could I put that on my soul
And I would make a top notch good listener
If you could block off a little time out to give it here
Since we went our separate paths
I hit a couple of snags
That remind me of the past
I cant front I'm having a blast
But damned if I ain't afraid of how long its gonna last
Sitting here wishing we could kick it
Gimme your opinions I do miss the criticisms
I didn't mean to be distant
Make a visit
Ill wait up and keep the coffee brewing in the kitchen
But who am I jokin' with
Theres no way that you and I will ever get to re-open it
It doesn't matter this is more then love
And maybe if I'm lucky I'll see you out the conner of...
Yesterday was that you?
Looked just like you
Strange things my imagination might do
Take a breath reflect on what we've been through
Or am I just going crazy cause I miss you.
Yesterday was that you?
Looked just like you
Strange things my imagination might do
Take a breath reflect on what we've been through
Or am I just going crazy cause I miss you.
And when you left I didn't see it coming
I guess I slept it ain't like you was running
You crept out the front door slow
And I was so self-absorbed I didn't even know
And by the the time I looked up, it was booked up
You put it all behind you, the bad and the good stuff
A whole house full of dreams and steps
I think you'd be impressed with the pieces I kept
You disappeared but the history is still here
Thats why I try not to cry over split beer
I can't eve get mad that your gone
Leaving me probably the best thing you ever taught me
I'm sorry, its official
I was a fistful
I didn't keep it simple
Chip on the shoulder, anger in my veins
Had so much hatred, now it brings me to shame
Never thought about the world with out you
And I promise, I'll never say another bad word about you
I thought I saw you yesterday,
But I know it wasn't you, cause you passed away dad
Looked just like you
Strange things my imagination might do
Take a breath reflect on what we've been through
Or am I just going crazy cause I miss you
other names considered for this entry:
Who's your daddy?
Saturday, June 14, 2008
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throw back
damn. since 02. i've been on this hoe since 02... how long have you been an active member of the internet society? I remember my first email account was created at the Richardson Public Library, we didn't have internet at my house then.. it was tot baller.. too baller to have that 28.8 modem that would later wake up my parents while I tried to get online at night. I also remember i used to borrow ppl's AOL accounts to go chat and download music. One song took all night and was shitty quality but I would later make mix CDs and hustle them in middle school, and as usual I go off on a tangent. elf_14@hotmail.com <~~ my first email address(i now use it for all junkmail)... because I was 14 at the time. do you remember asian avenue? playing black jack to win points? or friendster? shit. i totally forgot about that one, just found out that site is still up and running. Amazing when you consider how absolutely dominating facebook and myspace are.
lately.. I've been lost in mind, trapped in my head, inarticulate and unable to convey my thoughts. frustrating... and ironic that I would write about an inability to communicate.
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