Pimpin' ain't easy and Da' bomb diggity
So I finally actually watched American Pimp. Now I saw this once before a couple years back. But, my roommate was switching channels between it and Hookers on the Point (he thought it was funny as hell). One minute girl's telling you how to trick a trick and then there's R.P. screaming about "Ain't no love in this bidness." Now I saw an interview with the brothers that produced this shockumentary (not really I just thought I'd make a new word). For those who don't know these IFC interview things have a question-answer segment. Alright, this white blonde female stands up and asks "do you think a woman could've made this film?" Then out came my inner pimp, "NO! bitch." Not because women are inferior. Not because they couldn't handle the whole ordeal (y'all can handle birth come on now). The reason a woman couldn't have made it is because all the pimps would probably be more interested in trying to turn you out than listening to what you're saying. Or, I could be wrong-but that was pretty much the response from the brothers as well. It really wasn't that interesting to be honest. Maybe I just don't get stirred about things anymore? Even when R.P. is talking about "ain't no love in dis bidness" wasn't as funny. Hmmmm...gonna have to consult the psychology texts about this.
I went to class today. I was late. I hate running late. I pulled in and got this idea for a comic strip that I keep contemplating starting. Well. I start walking to the CAC (Computer Arts Center for those at home). There's a cop car. Police tape blocking the entry. A fire truck that I didn't notice I had parked next to. I get toward the back doors-what do you know? Bomb threat (maybe it's all hearsay). So I go to the library and start talking to a friend of mine. She was telling me about all these people she had been talking to about having stuff due that day. Now they get out of it (at least morning studios). Well so much for that idea.
Oh, and a word from the wise: Man can not live on ritz crackers and Dr. Pepper alone. I've fallen asleep like three times today. Got winded from walking to class (and spent 15 minutes catching my breath in class). I can't really think too straight. So, we won't be doing that anymore.