Imperfect World

I'm been sitting on my a$$ for a few hours now, so I need to go take a shower and show my man Al some birthday love. But, my fuqing jaw really, really hurts right now. So much in fact that I took some Tylenol last night and it held me down lovely, but yet I feel like a pitbull just took a shT on my scalp and then stomped it out, because my shT is bumpin, B. So anyways, I had some really good food yesterday in Dorchester and only made it to one other group gathering for the day.

La hija retarda left her celly at the crib so she didn't call me back until several hours later after I was trying to find out where she was so she could come chill. Sounds like she had fun regardless though. Plus, I wanted her to meet my friend to see how the two of them got along, but alas, the chick was M-I-A, so next time. I really like it when I'm involved with someone with whom I can match wits. The chill sessions are so enjoyable. I've been smiling a lot lately...well not really...but kinda.

I got to check off one of the items on my to-do list from October. It seems Freedie J's Cleaners didn't throw away my three pants after all. And sad to say, but "Brotha Blue" is still under-the-weather. My man at the first shop said it would be a bit beyond their scope so I hazard-lighted it down Hyde Park Ave to Gerardo's to leave it for the weekend. I'm gonna have to pay for at least one hour of diagnosis, but I really, really....really, really hope it's not the head gaskets. If so, that shT would not be fly, son.

Nike done made me smile: We all know (well at least I do) how ill and unfortunately - short - the track, "Be" from Common's latest album was, so of course any video for it had to represent. Well, let' sjust say your boy Paul Hunter done did the damn thing, dunny. The summary states that the clip is meant to trace Jordan's BK roots to to the Chi, but the hell with all of that. The video matches the song's soulfulness pound-for-pound with some great cinematography of real people livign real life. And on top of that, it features Jumpman rep Carmelo Anthony, Q Richardson, and T.O. And yes, you too shall grin when you see T.O. pump his fists in the air. This shT is beyond dope. But of course, the only gripe I could come up with is that how ill it would be if MJ actually repped more than he did in his prime how different things would be. I'm still not a fan of dress codes, so fuq em though, but really though...ain't it odd how when people have the greatest leverage and influence to make an impact they're less apt to rep. Just plain fuqing pitiful.

Percy got something to say: This dude in Michigan had a lot on his mind and upon stumbling upon it, I can get with some of this. Now imagine if T.O. or Ron-Ron or even Nick Cannon (gag) let some shT like this fly out of their mouths....shT that makes you go hmmm.