Yo I rose early morning, spread my wings yawning

Vague memories of last night, but now it's all dawning

Moms is out of here in less than six hours and I have to wake up in about four to drive to the airport. Not fly. Not at all. So anyways, it's been an interesting 2006 thus far. From one extreme to the next. Life is full of surprises. You could get hit with consecutive epiphanies for days. And the shT wouldn't even matter if you got hit by a truck on Tuesday. Oh well. I guess trying to live each day as if it's your last ain't too bad an idea after all.

Let me break 'em down to size minimize they air time

Got really, really frustrated about a meeting that did not happen, that hasn't happened yet, and keeps getting cancelled or postponed. I'll accept some blame on my end. But cell phone plans with free weekend minutes will now become a minimum criteria for you to be my peoples. I'll leave it as that. Had to hit the court hard just to get my mind right. Some cheeba would have served me well. Oh well. Maybe next time. (yeah right)

Bear witness to this diligent street cat
I carry myself hold myself down in fact

There was an actual neighborhood walk on Friday night. It was dumb cold outside, but a good twenty heads braved the chilly winds and canvassed the Grove Hall area to just walk the block and greet every person we encountered. My man Ra from the old school bball days at NEU was there and we caught up. Had some straight talk with this brother named Chris Sumner, who seems to be a pretty chill clergy cat with street smarts. But it was cool. I thought we were going to be out there longer, but I didn't complain much and neither did anyone else. It was cold as a mutha out there. Unfortunately, on my way to the Bubble, it became obvious that something else was going down across the town. And sure enough, that was right. I'm just wondering how they got from Melnea Cass to Roxbury Crossing without getting stopped at Schroeder Plaza....yeah the muthafuqing police headquarters. Kinda makes me think of all the old school folks who say 'they be shooting" in front of the Chez Vous roller skating rink back in the day. Hint, Hint...Chez Vous is across the street from a police station. Man I tell ya...

Emotionally, playing him close like I'm supposed to be
-Mobb Deep f/ Raekwon the Chef, "Nighttime Vultures"

You ever laugh so hard that you cried? Or coughed so hard that you choked? Well would you believe this little mutha cried so much that he threw up?! And it's not like it was the first time, but his timing was just off, nahmean. But I guess it wasn't that bad. Aside from my stinky hand, all went well and the pretty carpet was spared. Plus, I had Moms and sis meet the new beau - whom she thinks is fly - and I'm liking the new leaf that "Yvette" and I turned. As much as I like to keep some things private, I'll let that one stay without hitting the backspace button this time. Now it's time to mentally prepare for a new week, a new month, and for the school district to go back to its regularly schedule program. Time to say a prayer...