i was in the right vein
but it musta been the wrong arm
catching x-tra hrs at the cogdill. natalie came in today to wup me at table tennis and get wupped at air hockey. seriously if you know a really good air hockey player this side of the mississippi let me know cos i haven't lost a game in six months. special olympics here i come.
in the furthering weirdness saga that is gopher sounds every record i've tried to order in the past two months came in today, the day after i spend 75$ on the net buying recs. also in was this 12" by Jeru the Damaja called "war" which came out in 03 but i've never seen. figured it would be some scathing indictment of the doctrine of pre-emption (i mean it is JEru), instead its a "still here, still hard" lightweight track that could go alright in the early-nite start up hip hop set, maybe next to BDP. rappers, know that we love you, don't make us prove it by feeling obliged and semi-excited about yr new recs made ten-twenty years after your height.
nothing new to say x-cept that i may spend the week of my b-day in PHX, going to veggie house, seeing Gang of Four on the 18th, seeing mom, Old School Jam on the 21st (see below), and prolly too much thrifting and record buying. if it cools down i may spend the first two days coasting down the hill from Flag on my road bike. wouldn't that be the shit? for those that don't know, the ride from phx to flag is one of the more spectacular two hour road trips in the country. i fucking love AZ. brain is going thru scenarios on how to make AZ exciting for myself and the springboard for some form of world domination. and not leaving. i am bi-polar as shins on this issue. other news: girls hurt my brain.
catching x-tra hrs at the cogdill. natalie came in today to wup me at table tennis and get wupped at air hockey. seriously if you know a really good air hockey player this side of the mississippi let me know cos i haven't lost a game in six months. special olympics here i come.
in the furthering weirdness saga that is gopher sounds every record i've tried to order in the past two months came in today, the day after i spend 75$ on the net buying recs. also in was this 12" by Jeru the Damaja called "war" which came out in 03 but i've never seen. figured it would be some scathing indictment of the doctrine of pre-emption (i mean it is JEru), instead its a "still here, still hard" lightweight track that could go alright in the early-nite start up hip hop set, maybe next to BDP. rappers, know that we love you, don't make us prove it by feeling obliged and semi-excited about yr new recs made ten-twenty years after your height.
nothing new to say x-cept that i may spend the week of my b-day in PHX, going to veggie house, seeing Gang of Four on the 18th, seeing mom, Old School Jam on the 21st (see below), and prolly too much thrifting and record buying. if it cools down i may spend the first two days coasting down the hill from Flag on my road bike. wouldn't that be the shit? for those that don't know, the ride from phx to flag is one of the more spectacular two hour road trips in the country. i fucking love AZ. brain is going thru scenarios on how to make AZ exciting for myself and the springboard for some form of world domination. and not leaving. i am bi-polar as shins on this issue. other news: girls hurt my brain.