I would change the subject, too

A new week. A new lease on life. Well, maybe a new payment on my installment loan of life. Let me go ahead and "put something on it."

DP used an interesting and entertaining way to invoke repetition in a prepared speech at Boston Common earlier today. You can't front on crowd control and a clear message.

Hearing him took me back to the good ole days. I really should reconnect and get back down with Toastmasters. I've let that slack long enough.

I've been writing a little more as of late. Nothing great, but some promising ideas and sketches have developed in my head so maybe I'll get around to putting pen to paper one of these days and bang that out. Just some stuff that is more personal that I need to document for myself. Some will have to coincide with my next NYC trip. This may be my longest stretch of months having not visited. Definitely need to check on some people who otherwise are dead to the world unless I go hunt them down. And it's getting cold outside, so I need to holla at Amtrak, because the chinatown buses are not what's hot in the streets right now. Well, actually...

Also, I've found myself making more time for gym stuff aside from just playing ball. So that's always a good thing. But let's just say that playing 2-hand touch football is just as painful and sore-inducing than playing tackle. But my QB skills were not as on-point as they were last week. Yikes!

But I do still need to take a field trip and chill out for a little bit. And the Boogie Down Bronx does not count! Maybe Jax or the Chi. Catch a game, eat some grub, chill on the water. Yeah, that sounds about right.

The Disco fronted on me this weekend. The jury is still out on how bad it'll hurt the pockets once this week begins. But I'm saying, yo? How you gonna just randomly start tripping like that? Speaking of tripping, can someone please help RD find a job. This chick is tripping something hard. I swear she gonna have to start smoking some grass. How you gonna out-mellow me?! Some people...

Apparently, what started out as a focused post is now just a meandering rant about random idle chatter. It's almost like me talking to myself and I got a little too loud so a few people overhear me. Oh well. If you knew what I originally was going to write, you'd change the subject, too.