it's been a while...a long while it seems. i was out on vacation (sort of) in alabama.
but now my peoples, i'm back! back in new york, back on my grind, my hustle, and most importantly; back on these here internet streets (skreets pending on how ghetto you are).
i'm going to simply come all the way real on this one, so if my grammar stinks (stank to some), forgive me because i don't do this for a grade, ya dig?
the last time i was on this thing, i believe i was talking about michael jackson. now i tried to ignore everything while on the ol' vacay, but people just kept talking about him and the things/speculations around him. i've heard of the secret love child, the 5.5 million dollars he stashed, joe jackson and his crazy @$$, the drugs, the pepsi commercial from 1984...frankly too much to even go in detail. all that i truly want to say about all of this is...stop.
just stop, that's all. stop before the thriller video becomes a reality. mike's going to come out of his grave and grab his 1982 nose and who knows what will happen.
but there's a lot to mention, a lot to talk about, and i'm going to just deliver from the top of the dome. the journalists were freed from north korea today. my man, slick willy aka former president clinton got them out after spending less than 24 hours in korea. the man works quick. i don't know what he said, or what he may have offered, but he got the job done and for that, bill is officially a gangsta. he was just a pimp, but now he's a pimpin' gangsta. seriously, i'm glad that laura ling and euna lee were released. it reminds me of jesse jackson going to kosovo to retrieve hostages. he didn't have anything to offer, but he got the job done. jesse may have confused people with his rhyme scheme. but anyway, i think clinton made a deal with kim jong il.
think about it..."if you want hillary to back off you for a bit, give me laura ling and euna lee."
while in alabama...the last day, hours before my flight; i sold my car. i'm a little sad because that was like my constant for 8 years, there's a lot of memories made in that car; roadtrips, drive thrus, and etc. but she's now with a family that needs her more than i do. the weirdest thing about it, is that i sold it for X amount of dollars (i'm not really going to tell you how much) paid in cash. right after the deal was made i went to the back with a big, fat wad of cash...nervous. cash money makes me nervous, because a)i've never had any real money and b)i hate that look people in the back give you when you hand them a few stacks (stack meaning thousand, 3 stacks equals 3000); they look at me as if i were doing something considered illegal...at least i got that look.
but i got to be real. money makes you do stupid crazy things, right t-pain?
i'll take that as a yes.
how about the family that lives in this louis vuitton house?
i bet they steal cable.
we're in a recession. i just don't want to be one of those people. i also don't want to be this guy circa 1996
$30 million gone.
but anyway, i just don't like money that much. the problem is that we need money, we have bills to pay. groceries to buy, ends to meet.
money is a drug and if you catch me strung out on it, trying to buy stuff that you can't even afford...put me in rehab.
peace
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