187 with MY BLOG in ya MOUTH

Like we always do about this time! 3 blogs in a row, 2 days of silence and back up in here once again. I'm amped off some wonderful hip hop news - RBX and MC Ren are finished up an album together. RBX has been M.I.A. for a minute and when I last spoke with MC Ren, he was planning to drop a new solo album, then he planned to work with Paris on a project and then...he retired. Not the case. This is gonna be some straight WEST COAST hip hop - hardcore, ruff, rugged and raw. Now if only that DJ Quik and AMG album would get a release date, the WEST WEST could really be back on top - a true resurrection...just until Dre releases DETOX, then, it's DRE DAY alllllll over again. Off of the hip hop babble we go and into some babble about a restaurant I frequent often - Red Robin. I like their food - in particular, the different Gardenburgers I can get with different combinations of stuff. YUM. I still wish the seasoning for their fries was actually cooked INTO the fries, but you can't always get what you want. (wow, lots of CAPS tonight) So, I'm thinking that Red Robin did a survey with 100 people and the results of the survey have your server now saying the following: "Hi, welcome to Red Robin, have you been here before?" YES. "Oh, that's great. Welcome back." Really muthafuckaz???????? People don't just wander off the street and into a Red Robin cause they're curious about how their mixologists make the drinks or, gee honey, let's go some place ROMANTIC tonight - maybe we should try out that place down the road, Red Robin I think it's called? BULLSHIT. It's stupid. It's got me upset. I'm calling the manager. ~on hold~ 2 minutes have passed ~still on hold~ Okay...so the manager says that the servers are required to say that. I told him it's odd. He said he was sorry. My job is done here. Moving right along to....how freaking cold it is in Seattle right now...how I feel like I'm in a MEAT LOCKER when I wake up in the morning. (not a good feeling, and definitely requires all caps) The Passat told me it was 37 degrees this morning...THIRTY SEVEN DEGREES...with a little snowflake beside the temperature. I do not want it to snow here...again. Last year sucked with the snow and I'm really not trying to drive around in all that. Yet, I feel like it is our destiny. I just wanna know why it's so cold. What happened to global warming? I would like warmth please. I'm about to light my speakers on fire for heat. SPEAKING OF SPEAKERS...guy and his girlfriend pull up next to me near Southcenter with my dad and Max in the car. "Hey! Hey, want a set of speakers? They're not hot or anything, I got them from work cause we were overstocked." Really? Who does that? They are HOT and you ARE shady. I've been crazy way before radio didn't play me. I got the best pictures of Max over the weekend. I think I will end things off here with one of my favorites and if you go to Red Robin and they ask you that ridiculous question, tell'em you have never been here before and that you didn't even know the place existed. Ask them to tell you the history of Red Robin and what their mission statement is. Do they give back to the community? Do they put MSG in their food? Cause let me tell you something - they put SOMETHING in there - how else can you explain my addiction to that place?? I get the shakes if I don't go for over two weeks. I joke. I sign off. I go watch the television. You read the blog. YOU stay fly, all day, every day.....

EDITION not ADDITION fool

I sat down, fingers on the keys, posture not so great...ready to BABBLE. When suddenly it hit me. Something's not right! I raced out of my room and into the kitchen. No signs of smoke but the emergency signal was definitely ringing in loud and clear. The solution to all this panic - Absolut New Orleans poured over ice. Got your heart racing a bit, didn't it? Terrifying...kinda like what I'm about to sit here and blog about. No agenda means ideas and random thoughts all over the damn place. Pause. Sip. Carry on. I ventured out into day after thanksgiving sale shopping chaos people acting retarded to save 5 bucks day with Max. We got gas at Costco...I hate you George W...and then, instead of heading to Target like we had planned, we ended up going to Coulon Park over in Renton. Beautiful park, Max loves it there. I should mention that my car (ahem, the Passat) is very clean right now and almost every time I go to Coulon, tradegy strikes via birds from above. We head out into the park which, for whatever reason, is not getting any sun...the ground is frozen. I drink down my mocha in about 2 1/2 minutes. It warms me...then I feel sick. Play at the park for probably 45 minutes and then head back to the car to inspect the damage. Nothing. Zip. Zero. Nada. HOORAY. Off we go in the still shiny automobile listening to Class Of 3000 by Andre 3000 from Outkast. Unexpected random babble - Prince has a new single on iTunes called F.U.N.K. and it sounds damn good. Back to the babble. Max wants something to eat so we stop at Burger King and get him some chicken and fries. He's happy, I'm happy, we head back to the car to head over to Target. GASP!! WWWWHUT?!!? What in the.....?!?!? The birds. The birds moved shop and hang out at the Burger King parking lot in Tukwila. Little fuckers - I don't even eat your cousins and nephews and great aunts and shit. SHOW SOME RESPECT! Target was busy but not crazy busy like I thought it would be. I parked as FAR AWAY as possible, next to the Target sign actually...which of course, PLEASED ME. We also checked out Circuit City after Target but found nothing. From there it was time to go home and chill. Did I mention I couldn't feel my hands when we left Coulon? True story. How I love you heated seats. You make me so very, very happy. Max's grandpa is coming into town tomorrow - could potentially pump the blog writing brakes, but you know, I'll see what I can do. This is three blogs in a row isn't it? I'm like a blog writing COMET right about now. OH...and I bought one of my favorite childhood into adulthood movies today - THE GOONIES. I sat down with Max tonight, telling him he's gonna love the movie and this and that and it's so cool and he's all excited to see it. So then, within 5 minutes of the movie starting, Chunk says "shit". And Max repeats it. So now I'm dreading what's coming next. More "bad" language for a 5 year old, including two more "shit's" after the first one in the five minutes after that. Dammit Steven Spielberg. So I switched it off. I didn't want to. I really, really didn't want to. He's just gonna have to wait until he's 10 to see it - the same age as when I first saw it. WORD. Is this muthasucka getting kinda long and pointless or what? Perfect opportunity to just....KEEP GOING! Or not. I select not. Still, it's on and poppin' - and do I need to remind you? STAY capital F-L-Y...all day, every day....

I MAKE ya FEEL LOST like HIGH SCHOOL HISTORY

Stickabush...stickabush. Happy thanksgiving from your Canadian on America soil. I don't celebrate Canadian thanksgiving as it always passes me by without notice. And while I don't "celebrate" American thanksgiving either - it is absolutely a day for me to reflect and take that extra minute or two to really recognize and give thanks to people in my life. For the next 4 days it's just me and Max rollin' solo and I give thanks EVERY SINGLE DAY for having that little boy in my life. No matter past circumstances, he is nothing but pure GOODNESS, a wonderful little child with endless potential. Watching him grow by leaps and bounds makes me PROUD in every single fucking sense of the word. You won't find a parent much prouder than myself. World's proudest father is in the BUILDING...holla!! Just to go off track for a minute, cause that's what I DOO if you're just tuning in, I have completely spaced on RAVING about Jay-Z's "American Gangster" record. He was inspired to write it and record it after seeing a rough cut of the film, but what he ended up doing, is making the best album of his career. I've never been a Jay-Z fan...always thought he made better singles than complete albums. THIS JOINT is a complete ALBUM...and if you take a look around the wasteland called "hip hop" right about now - NO ONE is making an album that plays from start to finish anymore. So big up to Jay-Z cause the dude is a monster...check that live VH1 special if you don't believe me where he ran through almost every track over the course of an hour. Now where was I? Oh yes...giving thanks. I give thanks for April 16th, 2007 where my life was completely turned upside down in the most amazing of ways. Do you believe in love at first sight? Let's just say I really don't believe I'd be here or be in the kinda mindframe I'm in without MY FLY LITTLE PUERTO RICAN FROM THE BRONX. I can endlessly rave about her...I do every day...ask her. But I am just SO thankful that she came into my life when she did. What we share is really, TRULY special...untouchable, unbelievable...I pinch myself constantly. Upgrade 2007 til infinity. So THIS is what love is all about. Alright then. THANK YOU for you. When I talk to you on the phone, send you text messages, when I see you next week, I'll thank you...over and over again. To my man Champagne, The Warrior Of Chaos, Brian, T-Diggy, SamMan and Serafin...you have all held me up and held it down for me in one form or another. Thankful for you all. To Kevin & Stacie, to Mommy - you are such amazing additions to my life and have welcomed me with open arms. Thank you. Tonia (hey hey hey) my little chocolate drop - you've got my back quite like no other and I wanna thank you too. I should thank Emma (age 4) and Reese (age 3) as well since I'm pretty sure both of them are probably able to read this. I heard Emma is working with Stephen Hawking on a new edition of A Brief History Of Time and Reese is going to contribute as well with illustrations. How nice. This blog has gotten a bit personal and I hesitate to post but thanks again to all and take that extra minute to thank some of your peeps. Two blogs within 24 hours and the hits just keep on comin'. Time to chill with this glass of Absolut New Orleans and to remind you to stay fly, all day every day.....thank you.

IT TAKES TWO to MAKE it OUT OF SIGHT

I wanna blog right now. I know it's been a HOT MINUTE since the last blog. For the seven of you reading this, it must seem like an eternity...like when X-Files was really popular and there would be months inbetween new episodes. The truth is out there. The truth of the matter is, I tried to write a blog last weekend, but I wasn't on my own computer, my keyboard...and never knew, until that moment, that it actually makes a difference. Down to BIZNESS. Last Friday night I saw Rob Base (no DJ E-Z Rock), Naughty By Nature and Coolio. Rob Base was pretty bad, Coolio was really bad (the crack is back) but it was like Nineteen Naughty III all over again when Treach and Vinnie took the stage. OPP, Everything's Gonna Be Alright, It's On, Uptown Anthem, Hip Hop Hooray, Craziest, Guard Your Grill, Feel Me Flow...they ran through them all, with passion...not even close to going through the motions...and you know they've performed these same damn songs for 10-15 year now. They brought it and I was a happy man. New album coming in 08. Oddest moment of the Naughty set - Treach pouring cognac over the Tupac tattoo on his arm while saying the following...(and I wish I had an audio clip)..."When I drink, you drink. When I smoke, you smoke. When I fuck, you fuck"......ooooo-kay there Mr.Treach. Last Saturday me and my fly little Puerto Rican from the BRONX chilled until late afternoon when it became time to get our sushi ON. So damn good. Wasabi Bistro - best sushi in Seattle. Their sister restaurant, Red Fin, has a great atmosphere, but you can NOT beat Wasabi's rolls. HELLZ to tha NO. Don't even try it, you might cause a riot, what the radio won't play, the underground will supply it. Ice-T quote from Squeeze The Trigger off Rhyme Pays. Random hip hop quotes happen to the best of us. Embrace it. Embrace beer. Kevin and Stacie got a garage full of it and I was lucky enough to sample it and sample it and sample it and sample it on Saturday evening, while taking in an amazing comedy routine that lasted a good 3 hours. (damn that was a HELL of a run-on sentence there Baird) The brat is asleep...I repeat, the brat is asleep. I'd like to shout them both out for a great evening. The war of the iPod's rages on. Winner yet to be determined but DAMN if I wasn't THRILLED OUT OF MY SKULL when selections from Buhloone Mind State by De La Soul started popping up. Really...all seven of you....okay, all 6 cause Stacie's got it....you must have De La Soul's third album in your collection. You may see 3 Feet High & Rising and De La Soul Is Dead on various top 20 lists of all time but the one, and I mean THE ONE you've got to own is BUHLOONE MIND STATE. Stickabush...stickabush...stickabush...stickabush. Sunday/Monday will now be known as the infamous 48 hour hangover...I don't want to talk about it. But let's talk about this - it's Wednesday night....and there's a blog here. For the next couple days I will check in with more ramblings than you can imagine. Maybe not that many, but I'm planning on more over the next 4 days. You have been warned. New episode of Project Runway in 45 minutes from now best reality show on tv - period. I sign off now, only to return again in another 24 hours. When I sign off, you sign off. When I blog, you blog. When I say you stay fly, you STAY FLY ON THE REAL TO REAL....

GANGSTA GANGSTA that's WHAT they're YELLIN'

It's not about a salary, it's all about reality. Can I get an extension on the weekend please? Another 48 hours would be good for me. Please and thanks. Met up with dear friends Brian & Guy on Saturday and got my hair cut by Toyo - little Japanese man with some SERIOUS SCISSOR SKILLZ. His technique is unlike anything I've ever come across. I was in awe the whole time and walked out very happy. My fly little Puerto Rican from The Bronx and I hopped into the back seat of Brian & Guy's new CLS (which is freakin' GORGEOUS) and we headed off to Ray's to grab a late lunch and drinks. Checked out Tiffany's afterwards and then grabbed some more drinks. Martini's for this kid all day long. WHUT?! Today, with the time change in full effect, we headed off to Macy's and the mall to look at stuff and then took in the 1:10 showing of AMERICAN GANGSTER. Oh, you're gonna wait until next week to see it? Oh, you're gonna wait until it comes out on dvd? Mark my words when I say that is one of the finest pieces of filmmaking in 07. Denzel and Russell came through with some SERIOUS a-game. Also some nice cameos in there from Fab 5 Freddy and Anthony Hamilton in one of the clubs scenes. Check for RZA in there and watch for his giant WU-TANG tattoo on his arm. Dope. Common and T.I. both seemed a bit under-used but held their own during their brief moments of screen time with Denzel. I am fascinated with true stories like this, where the character sets up and establishes his empire, gaining all this money and power, only to have it all taken away from him, everything crumbling in the end. You've really gotta see it - yes, YOU. All seven of you! The Amazing Race starts in 60 seconds. I will continue to type like a madman for your reading pleasure. Oh, and Jay-Z's "American Gangster" album is out on Tuesday - never been excited for one of his albums until now. Actually, not true - his Unplugged album is incredibly dope with The Roots backing him up. I'm a hustler baby, I just want you to know. I ain't where Stacie's been, but where she's about to go. BIG SHOUT OUT for not holding back on that trick bitch. Truly. Capital T to the R-I-C-K beeeeotch! We don't love dem hoes...and I definitely don't love anyone who is gonna come at you and your family all twisted like that. Best believe I got your back. It's like that, and that's the way it is. Damn that new Britney album is good - SAY WHUT?! It's Britney bitch. Break it down...break it down...break it down...break it down. It's frightening how it's stuck in my head the way it is. DOO DOO DOO! Alright look, I would write more but with The Amazing Race and America's Most Smartest Model on at the same time, I've got some serious flipping back and forth between channels to do. Wish me luck and on the real to real - STAY FLY...all day, every day.......